I dated a woman who was mismatched type of girl. It was a nice suprise, but I do agree, as long as the carpet matches the drapes, I am a happier person.

I am a bass player, I also play a 12 string guitar, but bass is my main instrument.

Don't you know bee's are healthy?!

wow kat! can you describe my dinner last night any better?

Yes bobby, as a cuban drug lord, my hands are always clean. :P

XD and so Mingle2 has learned one of the phrases that people know me by. "kiss muh panky!"

Honestly my biggest pet peeve is people who can't make a decision.

EDIT: People who overthink things. When someone is in a quiet mood, they are in a quiet mood, when someone wants to give a friend a birthday card, its just a birthday card and not hitting on them. These are just a few of the many things that have annoyed me in my life now that I am thinking about it :P But meh, I enjoy things too much to let those pet peeves get me all angry for more than 10-15 minutes at best :P

<,< so, are you volunteering?

Honestly my drummer drives like an idiot because he knows his guardian angel drives a car faster than him.

My guitar player talks to everyone he knows because his guardian angel appears to be his publicist, he knows everyone and meets the right people at the right time, all the time

Me, I gladly walk into the wrong neighborhood knowing I am a black sheep, my guardian angel is a bulletproof gangster and wont follow me into the nice neighborhoods.

Fair warning, if I get the suit and start lookin like a cuban drug lord again, you must first kiss muh panky ring before you are allowed to speak to me.

Thank ya for the offer babe, but in all honesty, I HATE doctors with a passion, I used to live with a paremedic and he taught me alot when he learned how thick headed I am with doctors and pills. I have my wrist wrapped up atm. Either way, I don't think the beer is helping, but I feel like a million dollars atm :P

EDIT: realized how many spelling errors I had and decided to clean it up to the best of my ability.

Well honestly, after about a half hour of being home, 6, about to work on number 7 of my tecate's seems to be keeping me in a good smiling mood and not knowing if my wrist is auctually hurting or not :P. With no car I gotta wait till tomorrow to see if I auctually hurt something or not. Just gotta wait for my roomate, so I can hit up the hospital.

So, I was at my studio practicing, and went out to smoke a cigarette. I am seeing all these professional bands who are doing gigs everywhere, and in all honesty, I do look up to almost all of them.

All of a sudden the owner of the entire complex who rents out studio's had a conversation with me. (please keep in mind this was the practice of my new band, we have only been jamming just over a month now.

Owner: Are you the guys renting the hourly room and not the monthly room?

Me: yeah, what band are you in?

Owner: I own the place auctually.

Me: Well damn, want a cigarette?

Owner: Sure, thank you.

Me: So what brings you out here? I don't mean to sound rude and all but I was just curious?

Owner: I was just listening in, I have owned this complex for 5 years, and out of the bands who are practicing here, I must say, you guys are by far some of the best I have heard in my history at this complex. How long have you guys been together?

Me: A month or two at best.

Owner: (completley suprised) Holy ****, Keep practicing together, in six months to a year, I can almost guarntee you guys will get filthy rich big if I have anything to say about it.

Now don't get me wrong, I honestly don't like pattin myself on the back or anything like that, nor do I believe that he can get us filthy rich. But well, here's hopin?

Oh so thats what I gotta do bobby? put on a suit and go back to living in the Crinshaw (yes I know I probably spelled it wrong) district of LA?

So, after band practice tonight, it was nearing 9:30, I was about ready to ride my bike home with my bass guitar strapped to my back. My guitar player wanted to borrow my amp, so I was riding my bicycle. On the way home, after the whole band had left, the chain on my bicycle broke, and it was the master link that snapped.

After a cigarette and a few curse words I finally decided to just man up and walk my bike home with my guitar strapped to my shoulder.

About 30 feet into my walk home the strap on my bass guitar broke. So in one hand I carried my guitar, the other hand I walked my bicycle.

Problem is that when I was walking, I had stopped to light a cigarette (while resting my bike along the overpass to the freeway's fence) and when I was about to put my cigarettes in my pocket, I got sideswiped by a low rider truck in my wrist that made me fling my freshly opened pack of cigarettes over the overpass into the middle lane of the freeway.

After all that, I did make the 6 mile walk home -.-

I am okay, no injuries, I am tougher than I look, but, I think its time to /anger or /incredible hulk.

off, the top of my head...

Honest, accepting of themselves, and others. As long as those three are openly met, she is beautiful IMHO

Jasmine babe, I honestly wouldn't worry too much about America picking up guns and shooting at every government official they see. I honestly can't see that happening that anytime soon. Then again, I wasn't able to see April 26 1992 happen, and I was alive and in that area when it did happen.

I am starting to realize I am simply running myself in circles tonight, please excuse my posts while I get myself dizzier with my random thoughts.

I love it, there is nothing else like it in the world for a little bit of liquid confidence, some bad guys, and a random rock to bring an entire night of entertainment.

Honestly, as an American, who can see himself going clinically insaine as the old senile "go team America" fanatic. I am all for the right to bear arms, but please remember, when you use those arms to take away someone life (life liberty and the persuit of happiness if I am not mistaken) you are now taking away someones rights. You are still breaking the constitution, I forget exactly how the wording goes, I am a dumb plumber, not a politician

On the flip side, I do believe some people shouldn't be allowed to carry guns, not even squirt guns. It all falls under my philosophy of stupidity should be painful, very painful.

But then again with that philosophy, I would have been dead YEARS ago. And yes... my gravestone probably will say death by stupidity.

Honestly, I can relate bro, I was in a 9 year relationship with this girl who I did love. Only problem is that after a while, nothing was there for me, no romance and we became two seperate people. She went out to hang out with her buddies that all hated me, and I went out with my buddies that she never enjoyed hanging out with.

I did try to stick it out, but the problem is that we became so much of different people, we both knew and understood it could and would never work out.

I was once called stupid, for some reason, I just don't understand why though. :P