Let It Rain

Sunday morning, outside my apartment.

What up! What up! What up my homies and homettes! As I mentioned on Sunday’s post, we didn’t get shit of snow here in New York City. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I take rain over snow any day, but that’s one of the few reasons why I don’t believe meteorologists in the first place. I like to watch the weather report early in the morning, when I’m getting ready to head on outside. Other than that, I consider it bullshit, because anything can happen without any warning.

As to staying home and chilling on a Sunday, if you are married, you know that in my case, that shit didn’t happen. Why? Because I’ve always said, that married men can’t make plans. Why? Because like in my case, 99.999% of the times, the boss decides to make last minute changes to our plans, without asking me or letting me know about it. I’ve told her like a million times, about the meaning of the word communication, but does she care? NO WAY MEXICAN JOSE!

You see, in my mind, a married couple means two people. But in my wife’s mind, is only her. But don’t worry my homies and homettes, we’ve known each other for 31 years, so I’m used to her shits and she’s used to my shits. Hey look, I’ve learned that love and or marriage is about listening, understanding, admitting when I’m wrong, making agreements, negotiating, giving things up in the name of love and to compromise, I mean a lot of compromise. Am I happy with the boss? Hell yes! Do I regret anything? Absolutely nothing! To be honest with my loyal 1.5 readers, when I started dating my wife back in the mid 80’s, my so-called friends didn’t like her very much, because of the same qualities that made me fall in love with her. I’m shy and quiet, she’s very vocal and outspoken. I’m relaxed, she’s a very independent and strong woman. I can tell you, that whoever said that opposite attracts, was 100% right.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

What Snow Storm?

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OK my homies and homettes, because of the bullshit snow storm that was supposed to hit New York City yesterday, the boss (My wife) and I decided not to run some errands, the way that we always do on Saturdays. So I stayed home, took care of a couple of things and then had a couple of cold ones in the evening while listening to some old school House music.

I just don’t get it, with all the technology that the meteorologists have at their disposal today, yet them assholes can’t get shit right? It just doesn’t make any fucking sense to me at all. I know that the weather can change at any given time, without any warning, but why make such a big fucking deal about it if they were not sure in the first place? I think that even if them motherfuckers are not sure, they just scare the shit out viewers for the ratings. A while back I read the book “The culture of fear” by Barry Glassner, yes, yes and yes, even though I’m a high school and college dropout, I do know how to read and write. I’m not going to say that I’m an expert in the fear subject, but after reading the book, a whole lot of shit started to make sense to me, and the way that the news is presented to us, is one of them.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

Do I give A Fuck!?

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OK my homies and homettes, since this is a three-day weekend for me, which means that I won’t be back to the salt mines until Tuesday, last night I decided to buy two six packs of beer. Yes! Yes! and Yes!… I drank last night. Hey look, even though I’m a weekend warrior, I don’t touch a beer for nobody or nothing on work days, I like to wait until I get home on Friday evenings and get busy. Another thing is, that I haven’t had a cold one in two weekends. Why? Because I really don’t need to drink every weekend.

Even though I’m a weekend warrior, I don’t go to bars, because I find them to be so fucking boring and stupid. I just like to stay home, drink and listen to some good old House music, because I’m what they call a “House Head”. Just in case you didn’t know, I have been what they call a bedroom DJ and I also like to make my own House music since back in the mid 80’s, I just don’t like to show off. I was offered a DJ job in a downtown New York City club back in the early 90’s, while I was working in a New Jersey factory, but I turned it down. WHY? Because music is something that I do from my heart, not for fame and or money. The thing about me that a lot of people don’t know is, that even though I come from a poor Dominican family and I have a good paying job right now, I’m not emotionally attached to money. I know that money is necessary in life, but it’s not everything. I also know that some people don’t see it that way. But do I give a fuck?

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

The Vote Is In

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OK my homies and homettes, true story… just 1 out my loyal 1.5 readers voted on yesterday’s poll (my vote doesn’t count) for this crazy, insane and boring blog of mine, to stay with “A Crazy Man With A Blog” as the official name, so I’m sticking with my promise and leaving it the way it is. Trust me, I won’t be going back and forth with the name change bullshit anymore. As a matter of fact, after a while, the whole shit gets really crazy and tiring. Sometimes I don’t know if I’m coming or going. So there, it’s set, “A Crazy Man With A Blog” it is.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

Vote To Name My Blog!

What up! What up! What up my homies and homettes! OK, so for a long ass time now, I have been going crazy, because when it comes to this crazy, insane and boring blog of mine, I really don’t know what name to officially stick with. I keep going back and forth between “A Crazy Man With A Blog”, “A Crazy Man With A Crazy Blog” and “Tony Tone Vega dot Com”. So I’m asking my loyal 1.5 readers for help with this dilemma. Don’t worry boys and girls, I’m just leaving the poll open for 24 hours, then I’ll go with what “You, my loyal 1.5 readers want”. That’s democracy at work my peeps.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

Chaos At The Salt Mines

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What up! What up! What up my homies and homettes! I’m going to come straight out and say it, I have the feeling that like yesterday, today is going to be another fucked up day at the salt mines. For month’s, they have been talking about switching over to a new phone system. So yesterday, the geniuses at the salt mines decided to disconnect the old system and start the new one. Guess what? As usual… THEY FUCKED UP! As a matter of fact, I was schedule to be on the phone yesterday, but because I couldn’t log in to the new system because of some error, my stupidvisor had to change the schedule at the last-minute.

Hey look, I know that I’m no Einstein or Hawking, but I keep asking myself. Why the fuck, didn’t the assholes in charge tested the new system before they took it live? I mean, was it going to be that hard? The one thing that really annoys the fuck out me at the salt mines is, that they tend to never bother to ask or check with us, before making and implementing any changes. I’ve been working in the same department for around 10 years, and the same shit keeps happening all the time. Another shit that annoys the living shit out of me is, that when they fuck up, we have to clean up their shit. I personally think that whoever fucks up, should clean their own shit, just like I do when I fuck up.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

The Social Media Bullshit

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What up! What up! What up my homies and homettes! On a social media platform note, I decided to delete my Google Plus, Instagram, Twitter and MeWe accounts, because I find all of them to be way too fucking boring and a waste of my time. Unlike other people, I didn’t say goodbye to my 1.5 friends and followers through a long ass sad post, because I wasn’t looking for any attention or a pity party. I just wanted to delete everything and move the fuck on.

My personal take on those social media platforms and similar ones is, that it doesn’t matter what their names are and how many different features they provide, the users just share a lot of shit that I frankly don’t give a fuck about. Plus don’t forget the mountains of fucking stupid ads on some of them. You see, I feel different about blogging, because people choose to come whenever the fuck they want to and read whatever the fuck they want to, instead of having my crazy, insane and boring posts shoved down their throats.

I guess that I’m just tired of fake people posting fake pictures of their fake lives, having fake fun. At least in my case, I’m not afraid to say, that I’m one broke ass motherfucker, who lives from paycheck to paycheck, with a lot of debt. Who is also mentally unstable and drinks more than a fish, living a far from “normal” and “perfect” life.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!