Promotions

Got promoted to red/black belt in Hapkido. It was sweet. Next test is ill Dan.

Rotwein und Motorradfahren.

WINE IS GOOD FOR YA!

WONT YA HAVE SOME? DRINK BITCH, DRINK NOW!

Givin the old double "FUCK YOU!!" at 50 Km/h to the sissies ridin in their VAN. Vans are for bitches. Motorcycles are for pimps. This is me riding without a helmet. It was sweet. 30cc's is all a short pudgy bastard needs.


Manifesto Ver 0.2

Drinkin red wine and driving motorcycles fast around sharp corners in the rain can be a religious experience. I saw the face of God in an 18 wheelers headlamps as it barelled twards me at high speed. He put on the brakes. God did. Not I. But I and I. He may be the alpha and the muthafuckin omega but I guess he doesnt need the splatterd remains of whitebread cracker on his grill any more than the next guy. The jacknifed remains of my soul cannot straighten its trailers, and that is why I know that Mizzle is fo shizzle.

Jay Z tells it how it is

You got girl problems,
I feel sorry for you son,
I got 99 problems,
but a bitch aint one.

He hung himself with a banjo string

So we played at the Swing Road, and it was pimp chill. I am a bit nervous about our show next month. We have to have like an hour and a half of music prepared. It will be a bitch, but we will sort it. The banjo sounds sweet. My life is pretty lame. Band practice, martial arts, and work. That is about it. I have decided not to buy the ridiculously large motorcycle, too much money for not what I want. I am tired. I need a cure. If I ever meet a Djinn, I will ask for the ability not to have to sleep, and not to have to eat. For my third wish I would turn him into a mortal, cause I am a nice guy and that is what all Djinns want. I could make all kinds of cash working 2 jobs and when I didnt want to work I wouldnt have to spend any money on food. It would be sweet.

So, I am indeed a slacker bitch

It has been many moons since my last post. I am lazy and my life is lame. What has transpired? I do not know. Except this: The band got a bassist, and a few weeks later he got a bass. My boy Joey Rositano, who I recruited from Barcelona, got himself a sweet acustic bass (that is not a musical fish danmit) and is now offically a member of the GraveDiggaz. We are playing at the open mic at Swing Road on Thursday and we have a gig on the 12th of next month at the Blue Agave. I am gonna do my best to somehow get a recording of it to put up on the web. We have actully written a couple of songs, which are all qite ridiculous. I got a banjo as well, so now we can really sound like hicks. It is sweet. We plan to go downtown at some point and play on the street. The Koreans would not know how to handle it. This kid named Ock (who is the son of Joey's boss) plays the cello and is going to jam with us. He is like 10 or something.
I got promoted to brownbelt in hapkido. It is sweet. Doing flying diverolls is the shit. We were doing flying diverolls the other day and this 14 year old kid called me "mr. ninja" cause I didnt make any noise on the mat. It was sweet. Almost as sweet as when my student saying to me "Teacha, you killing machine" and my reply being "Yes, yes I am".
I might be buying a really ridiculous and ginormous motorcycle. It is a Honda Magna 750 cc. It is excessively fast, which means it is excessively dangerous. Driving Fast + Sharp Corners = Isaacs good time.
I brewed some beer the other day, we will see how it turns out. I will have to bottle it in about a week, and then have to wait awhile (20-40 days) for the shit to get ripe. It will probably suck, but it might be good, you never know. If it sucks I will give it away, but if it is good I will keep it all for me.
Not much else goes on in my life. Anyways remember not to be a menace to south central while your drinkin juice in the hood.
Betti$ out

Oh yeah, I met a woman. She is cool.

I know yall will think this is lame

but if you want to check out the exploits of my AD&D group click HERE

Chris For Prez. Hells Yeah!

I fully support Chris in his bid for the presidency, not becasue it would offer me an oppurtunity for untold power and access to shit tons of money, but because it is the right thing for America. If Chris was elected I would get Commander Manning to put me in charge of a new department, "The department of mens affairs". We would tax women at like 50% and use that revenue to build Mens Centers all over the United States. Mens Centers would exclude all women, except strippers, and would offer free booze and cigars to men. Oh yeah, and to make sure we had adequate funds, all women would be required to work at some job, at least 60 hrs a week.
On a serious note, Joanna and I have somehow pissed this bitch off, but what do we expect she is (a) a girl, and (b) 20 years old.

Cristina, carry your ass to work.