Life's goals

December 25, 2008

Never let it be said that I am a man without ambitions!  My friends - MY FRIENDS - I have just now today settled on a 'Lifetime Goal' (this is the goal that one must have accomplished to have 'won' at 'life'.)

 

ANYWAY - my life's goal is to have people say the following after I have passed away from this earth (but too soon, eh? Much too soon..toooo soooon....sorry, back to the point): "He was a man who used some powerful language'

 

THIS IS THE GOAL, really for all men, although many may not realize, and for the others, well, ok it isn't everyone's goal....but it is mine!  What could be better than having it be said of you that you used powerful language?  This proves you had a mastery of that most basic of human skills - communication.  THINK for a bit, if you will, on the importance communication holds not just for us, but for the frickin' universe:  what is it that separates us from other forms of life?  DON"T BOTHER THINKING I ALREADY KNOW THE ANSWER: Communication.  Am I right (can I get a 'hell yeah'?)?  Other animals have communication, sure, but do they have sweet talking-type communication?  HELL NO.  They communicate with chemicals or pheromones or some shit, and frankly, MY FRIENDS, that is weak.  Sure, some of them (the animals) communicate with barking and meowing and chirping and whatever the hell else, but no one knows what it means because it’s a developed as a baby's crying - IT DOESNT MEAN SHIT.  The animal is sad or hungry or concerned with the welfare of the destitute elderly or WHATEVER, it goes 'yap! yap! yap! YAP!'.  Great, you might as well be a car alarm - all anyone does is try to get it to stop, or to get way the fuck away from it.

 

Great job, baby.

 

So if cats or dogs could compose songs with the majesty of a Bob Dylan, or at this point, I would accept the “mastery” of an Alanis Morrisette, I might consider that they truly communicate, but since they don't...well, you see where I'm going with this.

 

JESUS people, the point is that communication is where its at (what are we going to do when we meet another intelligent species?  Notice them and move on?  FUCK RIGHT - we are going to communicate with them - that's what its all about!

 

So anyway, how do I go about attaining this goal?  Shit, folks, I'm almost there!  I have a healthy, nearly powerful grasp of the English language, because I already drop some powerful language thanks to my extensive use of the F-bomb.  THIS IS THE SECRET.  Many doubt the power and coolness of the F-Bomb, but that is because they are F-Haters or "Fucking Haters(z)".  The F-Bomb makes any speech more powerful!  Just listen to this boring sentence "It's a nice house you have here, Mr. Kennedy.  Thank you for having me over." Now listen to it, TURNED UP A FEW FUCKING NOTCHES "Jesus!  Nice place, Mr. Kennedy.  FUCK ME." (by the way, that last 'fuck me' should be read as the type you say when you see something sweet [e.g.. "Fuck me that's a big house"], not like someone would say if they wanted hypothetical Kennedy sex.

 

SO, now that we know about my power, is it any wonder that I win the war that is conversation?  Oh, what is that you mumble?  You didn't know conversation was a war?  Ah, but it is, my little chickadee, ah but it is.

 

You see, one person transgresses into the other person's thinking territory - this person is the aggressor or 'conversation starter'.  They say something like "Hell of a rainstorm isn't it?  Glad you got in safely!", to which the defender, or 'conversation haver' says something like "Fuck yeah!  Motherfuckin' cats and dogs and shit!".  Now you see, this person, the defender, has played his or her hand with masterful precision, and surgical intensity.  The aggressor, in my example, tries to defend territory, but does it poorly, and loses valuable 'conversation points', let's watch!: "Damn, didn't know it had gotten that bad” (craning his or her neck to peer out the fingertip-stained office window).  Now follow along as the defender wins this war:  "I'm not sure it was that bad here, but on the highway it was a fucking MESS".  Boo-ya! (does anybody still say that? I really need to stop).  The war was as one sided as these things come.  The attacker went in tentatively, defended poorly and short-sightedly, and succumbed before the outcome was inevitable.  Unaware of the finer points of conversation warfare, and perhaps unaware of the theory altogether, that person left the conversation bewildered, and no doubt thinking VERY HIGHLY of the defender.

 

Now if one were to win all battles this way, and to spread his knowledge, and to bring about the power and glory forever to his friends, foes, and neutrals, that person would possibly have this said about him:  "The man used some powerful language"

 

Free money

December 16, 2008

The finest work compiled over the course of the last five years must assuredly be the compositions of the FDP writing team. 

This crack block of hard-nosed investigative reporters will stop at nothing to find the news, write flowery prose about the news, and deliver the news to your eDoorstep.

The price you pay?  Nothing.  THIS MY FRIENDS IS THE JETSONS FUTURE (the best of all possible futures).

Enjoy this bit of wisdom:

Is more very good pay equal more money? The future will be five stops...


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From the music desk...

December 13, 2008
Are we all (and by we, I mean the entire United States of America) ok with the fact that DragonForce is vastly superior to nearly everything available on the market?  If we could make a DragonForce/Tom Waits concert happen, how much would you pay?  One thousand per ticket?  Ten thousand?  No price can be put upon this vision of heaven, you say?

In other news, FDP recommends the following bands that have been out for God knows how long, but that we are just now getting around to listening t...

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Malta

December 9, 2008
Let's start off by reviewing some key facts, courtesy of The Economist's (trademark sign) "Pocket World in Figures 2009 Edition".  By the way The Economist and Entertainment Weekly are the official magazines of FDP.  The official websites you ask?  asofterworld.com and mnftiu.cc.  The official soft drinks?  Canada Dry brand Ginger Ale, and IBC Root Beer. And Dr. Pepper.

Official type of headwear? Beanie caps.
Official high school subject?  Geometry.

Let's face it - Geometry rocked.  You h...

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A time to love

November 30, 2008
A few things to get caught up on:
1.  USF beating UNC-Greensboro in the round of 16 of the NCAA men's soccer tournament.  For whatever reason, the national media has not locked on to this story, so it has become the responsibility of the FDP Sports Desk to discuss the ramifications of the momentous event (as usual).  

First of all, this game is meaningless.  We all know UNCG is the weak sister of the North Carolina schools, so USF takes no pride in whupping them (in PKs 3-1).  What we do k...

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Yer moms

November 26, 2008

Y'all need to stop.  and wiggle with it - USF just crushed Harvard 2-1 in collegiate soccer (football for all you fake-Americans overseas).  Let's all stop and ponder on that for awhile - USF beats Harvard (first ever meeting between the schools).  Now, obviously they are the academic champ.  On the other hand, USF has a more well-rounded program - although their English, Business, Psychology, and Political Science programs trump USF's, we probably have a better Engineering, Communication...


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A few thoughts on the ManU game yesterday

November 23, 2008

I'm not feeling Tevez.  I'm usually a big supporter of personnel decisions made at the club (unlike 99% of all other Manchester United fans), and I have spent an inordinate amount of time defending the likes of Evra, Vidic, Howard (naturally), and Smith.  In this case though, Tevez just doesn't feel right - he doesn't fit into the system correctly, and he doesn't change the system in the right way (as Ronaldo did).  A player has to do one of those two things.  Either hold the status quo o...


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Cotton fields

November 22, 2008
When I was a little bitty baby, my momma used to rock me in the cradle, back them old cotton fields back home.  Actually, I do not know if Florida has cotton fields, and I am not interested in looking it up right now.  So I propose we amend the song in everyone's memory to "Them old orange groves back home..."

Better song, that way - WE CAN ALL AGREE.

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Legend.

November 18, 2008
All technical difficulties are being found and eliminated.  Fret not.

In other news, the Bruins are in first place in the National Hockey League - I have nothing to add to the national discourse on this event, I apologize.
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Get used to it

November 18, 2008
The website is running on all five wheels.  This is the new look - the new era.  Look, learn, and observe - not in that order.
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