tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post8303472939350278871..comments2024-01-22T15:12:24.558-06:00Comments on Checking Out Your Shorts: A Post About Bullies/Bullying, Serious, Probably TMI, So What.Rev. paleotectonicshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05075546930890385711noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-31966005338366003962013-05-29T13:01:42.132-05:002013-05-29T13:01:42.132-05:00job offertunity post-college. Oh, there are no jo...job offertunity post-college. Oh, there are no jobs to be offered in Today's Republican Wisconsin if you're not one of the rich fuckers.zombie rotten mcdonaldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10601960953323752278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-27777804205779438152013-05-29T11:59:39.156-05:002013-05-29T11:59:39.156-05:00Project, or loaded-up-the-truck-and-they-moved-to ...Project, or loaded-up-the-truck-and-they-moved-to La Crosse?<br /><br />There is a music scene, not necessarily big or eclectic but there; some fine old houses; pretty area. A little boring perhaps, a very professional community, as in not many blue collar jobs, you have yer service jobs and then the hospital and colleges. I dislike the town because I grew up there and did not have necessarily the happiest childhood (see above), but beyond that it is reasonably pleasant.<br /><br />Oh, the air show on Father's Day weekend and the US fireworks competition in August are damn cool, and since I can see both from my parent's house we've gone back for them.Rev. paleotectonicshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05075546930890385711noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-81207768909400122012013-05-29T10:54:00.096-05:002013-05-29T10:54:00.096-05:00I had a job offer in LaCrosse....I had a job offer in LaCrosse....zombie rotten mcdonaldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10601960953323752278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-48439640713360064872013-05-28T09:45:47.361-05:002013-05-28T09:45:47.361-05:00Z, just wanted to vent/yell/spew, I was, ummm, aff...Z, just wanted to vent/yell/spew, I was, ummm, affected. <br /><br />New band name? Virtuous Bastard.<br />May be taken, though, that's no bad.Rev. paleotectonicshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05075546930890385711noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-72022844903929875182013-05-28T09:32:52.808-05:002013-05-28T09:32:52.808-05:00I grew up in La Crosse, WI, but when I left I live...I grew up in La Crosse, WI, but when I left I lived all over the state, including Green Bay, and when I became a journeyman electrician I 'lived', for a given value of lived, all over the country, farthest east was York PA, farthest west was salt water...Rev. paleotectonicshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05075546930890385711noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-74939153047750725302013-05-28T09:26:02.706-05:002013-05-28T09:26:02.706-05:00Assuming they understand 2 syllable words...Assuming they understand 2 syllable words...Rev. paleotectonicshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05075546930890385711noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-79113824851393216612013-05-27T21:21:11.649-05:002013-05-27T21:21:11.649-05:00Leave it to you, old chum, to get me listening to ...Leave it to you, old chum, to get me listening to twenty-year-old Too Much Joy songs. <br /><br />Fun fact: I went to grammar school with the drummer's younger sister.Big Bad Bald Bastardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01983025559556548658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-6774340256887445712013-05-27T17:10:16.652-05:002013-05-27T17:10:16.652-05:00Sponge did an homage-song to an exit sign from tha...Sponge did an homage-song to an exit sign from that area, called "Neenah Menasha"<br /><br />Although the actual sign is "Menasha Neenah". Probably didn't fit the meter or somethin.<br /><br />zombie rotten mcdonaldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10601960953323752278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-75341534288346905142013-05-27T17:08:35.092-05:002013-05-27T17:08:35.092-05:00If you listen to the song, you will know that it i...If you listen to the song, you will know that it is the Band In The Next Room that has the drum machine. It's ALWAYS the Band In The Next Room that has the drum machine.<br /><br />In fact, I think my next band may be NAMED The Band In The Next Room.<br /><br />I have neither had horrible bullying experiences, mild at best; except for the one time I found myself on the wrong side of it. Suffice to say that I also have never been as virtuous as the Bastard. Hence, my yammering about drum machines. Well, that and just killing time doing some billable work on a holiday that is too rainy to go outside, until it's time to go outside and go to Turner Hall to see Japandroids. Possibly shoot some darts afterward with a friend, and a few drinks. <br /><br />So, sorry about that, in general.zombie rotten mcdonaldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10601960953323752278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-32132848988371895072013-05-27T15:12:55.131-05:002013-05-27T15:12:55.131-05:00Paleo, where in Wisconsin did you grow up? One of...Paleo, where in Wisconsin did you grow up? One of my college roommates grew up in the Fox Valley.<br /><br />"Get on your knees like you were in a chapel, son.<br />Give respect to the homeboy from Appleton.<br />He'll run you through the cycles like he was a washer.<br />The Bronson from Wisconsin, out of Menasha.Big Bad Bald Bastardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01983025559556548658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-33786541385906901462013-05-27T15:11:18.095-05:002013-05-27T15:11:18.095-05:00My other line for guys who get stupid is "I&#...My other line for guys who get stupid is "I'm not as wimpy as I look". Gets them thinking...Big Bad Bald Bastardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01983025559556548658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-58395182420592407422013-05-27T15:10:35.003-05:002013-05-27T15:10:35.003-05:00Last time some guy in a bar said he'd kick my ...Last time some guy in a bar said he'd kick my ass, I got him to back off <i>fast</i> by calmly asking him if he had medical insurance.<br /><br />In a real fight, even the winner loses.Big Bad Bald Bastardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01983025559556548658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-49579255584552083292013-05-27T15:08:54.039-05:002013-05-27T15:08:54.039-05:00She will be in Europe for another two weeks.She will be in Europe for another two weeks.Big Bad Bald Bastardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01983025559556548658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-74016496201853541722013-05-27T09:59:00.000-05:002013-05-27T09:59:00.000-05:00Bad action movie? Totally OT:
May I present to yo...Bad action movie? Totally OT:<br /><br />May I present to you the northern Wisconsin Townie, in its natural habitat, a bar. After 17 or so Bud Lights, about enough to give a normal person a mild sense of something affecting them in some way, they commence the mating challenge, as each other's wives look on.<br /><br />There are two frequent ends to the dance. One is, in response to their individual secret prayers, their respective tribes pull them apart before any actual damage is done, allowing each of them to repeatedly declare their superiority in a loud, slightly coherent cry.<br /><br />The second end happens when each challenger's tribe says fuggit, there is a football game on, and allows the two to throw a few ineffectual punches, followed by 17 more Bud Lights, at which a normal person would have long ago thrown up and gone to look for a summer ale, but allows the barriers between our two warriors to fall, and they sit huddled in a corner, pledging eternal brotherly love, and occasionally shouting, to no one at random, "Sher-mf's BOOBS".Rev. paleotectonicshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05075546930890385711noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-53369304755397349692013-05-27T09:49:37.293-05:002013-05-27T09:49:37.293-05:00Yer a good man, Charlie Brown.
How was your mothe...Yer a good man, Charlie Brown. <br />How was your mother's trip?Rev. paleotectonicshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05075546930890385711noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-65691714820529848982013-05-26T19:00:30.731-05:002013-05-26T19:00:30.731-05:00Actually, the first fight started with an opener r...Actually, the first fight started with an opener right out of a bad action movie. The guy was pushing around the younger, smaller kid, and he used an ethnic slur which just happens to be my paternal grandfather's, and my uncle's, and my cousin's name. I stepped up to the d-bag and asked him, "You got a problem that I can't handle?" The actual fisticuffs began very suddenly.<br /><br />As an added bonus, the bully was absent the next day. I think I got to him.Big Bad Bald Bastardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01983025559556548658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262822907764537858.post-41859422154581608522013-05-26T18:57:00.830-05:002013-05-26T18:57:00.830-05:00I have never had a tolerance for bullies. The onl...I have never had a tolerance for bullies. The only two fights I got into in high school started because one of my classmates was bullying a younger student during "career night" when no alum was in the room to give a spiel (the first broke up when we were warned that a teacher was about to poke a head in to check on us- I told the bully I was going to kill him after career night and he took off early, probably because my opening gambit in the fight was grabbing his windpipe. The second was a comic affair involving the bully's friend, and was broken up by a cop before things got too heated- dude didn't really want to fight anyway). <br /><br />We really didn't have much bullying in school, and (nerdy as I was) I was the nerd whose afterschool job involved navigating a handtruck loaded with cases of beer up and down a narrow cellar staircase and occasionally humping around 100 lb bags of sugar. I also made a point of being seen whaling on a heavy bag in the school weight room at the beginning of each school year in order to give any aggressive assholes ideas about how they'd fare.<br /><br />Can't stand bullies... never could. Punched my first wannabe bully in the stomach when I was four or five and send him off crying. I think I get this tendency from my mother.Big Bad Bald Bastardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01983025559556548658noreply@blogger.com