A Post About Nothing

I worked 10-9 on Monday…Usually while working for that long, something will pop into my head which I can write about when I get home and post that night.

Monday night was a bitch. I had nothing. All I had were several ideas that went nowhere.

First…When I need an idea, and ask Schmoop for one, she will typically say, “You can write about how much you love me.”

My reply is always the same, “Schmoop, I need at least a couple hundred words for a post, not a snippet.”

Then I found a picture in the car of me and this chick:

I thought I could write about her and the wedding reception we were attending.

Of course the picture is about 20 years old, and you know what? I haven’t a fucking clue as to who she is. But…

I bet we had sex, and I bet those gorgeous nails left quite a few back scratch marks while I was enjoying her ample breastesses.

I thought perhaps writing about Rush Limbaugh’s weekend wedding. But then I thought, even dickhead Rush has a right to be happy.

Of course, it’s a shame he has to ruin the life of the chick he married in order to do so. I throw up thinking about their honeymoon night sex.

I bet wife number four does too…for years to come, or perhaps, only months.

Nothing exciting happened at work. So I had nothing there to help me out. Drive-By Mikey and I did have fun with Luis, our ice delivery guy, but I’m saving that for Friday.

I was thinking about writing about the B Fucking P oil spill, but it’s just kinda depressing…

Although I did have an idea where planes could fly over the spill, drop gallons of red wine vinegar on the oil and we’d have salad dressing for eons.

My fave dickhead blogger, Doggy Bloggy, begged me to write a post about him in a comment he left yesterday, but eh…Why should I take the time to piss all over a guy who is already soaking in his own urine?

So there you have it. I had nothing, and yet…I managed to throw another round of crap up. This in fact, appears to be a post about nothing.

Maybe I should change the name of my site to, Winefeld.

I hope that during today’s 10-9 work day that something pops into my thought bulb.

If you have any suggestions, by all means, lay it on me.

Cheers!!

Eh, Thanks for the Comment, but You're a Dick

It’s been a couple of wacky days here at Bagwine Ruminations.

Between the alleged child porn of Gilbert Chan on Wednesday, and the Just Say No to Obasso on Thursday, the comments have been fast and furious.

I am going to be spending much of the day with Ryno today and then I have to work 3-9, but…

I wanted to make sure to tell you all, that the comments on my site over the last couple of days prove a couple of things…

First, you guys are wicked smart…

Secondly, you guys are funny as hell…

And lastly, I respect each and every one of your opinions…

But…I do have one exception.

Doggy Bloggy…Dude, you waited for the “perfect moment” to comment on my site and then “nailed me” on my post about the guy who videotaped cheerleaders.

I understand that in Manhattan, for many of its denizens, life revolves around their own self-absorption…but to imply that I am a redneck and a dumb fuck?

Seriously, I may be an asshole, but I’m not a redneck or a dumb fuck. I am very pale and my IQ is 152.

Myself, Kat, Vin, Dana, Starr, and many others have disagreed over various things these past couple of days, but we never attacked each other in an elitist, ad hominem way over the issues.

We midwest rednecks and west coasters, are kinda civil, eh?

New York City is a wonderful city, but it does have a reputation.

A reputation of being a city full of assholes.

I know Odat. I know Knight. And I know they, much like most of the people that live there, are wonderful people…

But you, my dickhead, Bloggy Doggy, do it no justice.

You are something that I have no interest in, yet oddly feel the need to call out.

You sir, are pedantic, pretentious, and arrogant...

As for the rest of you, I guess what I am saying, is that I appreciate your sarcasm, the zings, and the thoughts that you post.

This may be just another funny site, but you guys make it much more than that.

Okay, I feel better now.

I won’t be around much today, but by God babies, enjoy your Friday.

Cheers!!