Today's Lunch is...

Chef Boyardee Meat Ravioli

This stuff has been a staple of the craptacular side of my diet since I burst from my mother's womb. It really doesn't taste that great. The noodles are overcooked and soggy. The "meat" inside looks like something that may have leaked out of the discard cart at the local butcher. The sauce is just rancid with little bits of meat swirled all through out it making it a chunky mess. Make no mistake that when you open the can the inside resembles a murder scene. The stuff looks bad and smells even worse. I have no idea why I eat it. Maybe it reminds me of the days I'd just sit in front of the television watching G.I. Joe, He-Man, and the Transformers while eating the crap as a snack. It's a comfort food and that's a good thing because no one is eating this shit because they want to lose weight. If you eat or have eaten this poor excuse for the waste of a perfectly good tin can leave a reply to the affect.

Well lunchtime is almost over here. I knocked this stuff back with exactly 33.8 FL OZ's of water. Yeah that's how bored I was. I was going to post a wacky cartoon acted out in stills by some old G.I. Joe figures I found in the garage the other day. It's an idea I saw on another site that I plan on ripping off. Although mine won't feature the Joe's in the clutches of each other demonstrating a new meaning of "male bonding."

Hey look Godzilla eats Chef Boyardee! What do you think of it Godzilla?

I told you I was bored.

Cashing In

I just wanted to let everyone know that I just started the "Institute for Advanced Gaming Research".
We here at the I.A.G.F. are committed to research the effects that videogames have on today's young minds here in the United States and throughout the world. Through our methods we feel we can accomplish this goal within the next 5 years. But research like this is not cheap. In order to be able to fully understand the nueroses that stem from videogaming we will need funding on a large scale. Our researchers will need to be outfitted with the latest in videogaming hardware. We will also need a climate controlled building in which to conduct our studies in. While it may look like a comfortable living room set up to you it is in fact our laboratory.

Anyone who would like to contribute to our non-profit organization can send donations to:

Institute for Advanced Gaming Research
c/o "Dr." Pete Kegowar
1234 Anywhere St.
Philadelphia, PA 19154

Let's defeat this menace ruining our childrens minds together, send us your money now.

Guess the Game #2

Here's a screen from a game I am still currently playing and have well over 100 hours logged into it. If you can guess this game I personally will send you an expired, already used "Free 2 months of Xbox Live" scratch and win card.


Here's what I've been trying to set up recently. Long ago I decided to make this little site here a little bit different from all the other blogs out there by being completely stupid. So far so good. But I've had this idea of an internet scavenger hunt for awhile now and in the coming weeks I may open up a contest to everyone who visits here. The prize will be nothing much but the journey getting there will be. Each day I will drop a clue in the form of a post. It will be up to you the player to head out and try and figure out what it is. First person to respond with the correct answer wins that days challenge. After a 3 week run the person with the most "first responses" will win a prize solely of my choosing. It will be worth it trust me. If your interested and have a guess at this screenshot reply now.

Pete at Bat!

Three "No Prizes" to the person who can correctly tell me what game this screenshot is from.

It's probably my favorite game of all time. Hell theres no doubt it is.

It's time for football!

Training camps open this week. The Eagles even without T.O. are looking damn good.

The Eagles by far have the best cheerleading team in professional sports.

I'm loving blogger for making photo posting so much easier. I'll keep it work safe for now.

Hometown Picture Test

I grew up in Frankford, one of Philly's great neighborhoods in the 80's. Now it's a burned out shell of itself infested with drugs and violence. I miss living there.

Party Night

Kitt's being shipped out to Iraq in a couple of weeks so me and the boys are throwing him a party. I threw him a good one as best man back before he got married but this one's going to be different. This is the last time we (the guys) get to hang out together for the next 2 years basically.

Am I worried he's heading over there? Hell yeah. The guy's my brother without sharing blood. He's going to be my best man should I ever decide to take the plunge down marriage gulch. But tonight we're sending him out there in style. Sure it's going to cost me bongo bucks but fuck it it's not everyday you send your best friend off to war.

Here's to you Kitt, we've had each others back since we were riding big wheels on Duffield St screaming to that crazy bitch Sue with the dog that we were going to kill the thing. I'm still trying to track down Chi Ho for tonight. How can we have a party without him?

I'm missing ya already.

The New Workout

Many of you know that while I work out I don't use the standard methods commonly associated with the endeavor. Some people use weights, others machines while I continue my quest to find a workout in almost everything I do.

Last night was the first night it didn't rain here in Philly. Looking at the small tropical forest my lawn had turned into I decided it was time to mow. So I busted out the trusty electric mower and had at it. I found the wet grass to be tough to mow. I was really working the calves, lumbar, abs, and upper body alot so I decided to stop for a second and develop a pattern where I would push the mower up the hill instead of across it to maximize the workout with the needed chore of mowing. I loved it. Mowing the lawn was actually energizing to me and I was kinda pissed when I finished as I was just finding a rhythm.

So let me just go on the record as mowing the lawn can be an extremely good workout if done a bit abnormally.

Chime in if this post was boring. I feel ya. The comedy is in there behind some tall grass trust me.

Ok you win here's a joke I just copy and pasted:
A businessman enters a tavern, sits down at the bar, and orders a double martini on the rocks. After he finishes the drink, he peeks inside his shirt pocket, then orders the bartender to prepare another double martini. After he finishes that it, he again peeks inside his shirt pocket and orders the bartender to bring another double martini. The bartender says, "Look, buddy, I'll bring ya' martinis all night long - but you gotta tell me why you look inside your shirt pocket before you order a refill." The customer replies, "I'm peeking at a photo of my wife. When she starts to look good, I know it's time to go home."

Me vs Mother Nature

I have no problem with rain. It's needed to wash all the puke out of the gutter in front of my favorite watering hole. But I do have a bone to pick with it. Quit turning my pool into a breeding ground for algae. I cannot keep up with shocking the pool anymore. It's clorinated around the clock now thanks to three 3" tabs of pure chlorine hockey pucks. But still it rains, alot and with it comes more algae.

Boy ain't that post a downer from the Houdini posting.

In other news I am halfway through 2 text's already and have 2 A's to show for it. Life is good when you actually study. I'll have a real job in no time. LOL

What's a Houdini?

A Houdini is when your fucking a girl doggystyle and just when your about to cum you pull out, spit on the small her back to make it seem like you just shot all over her and then when she turns around to face you and say "Your not as good as Keg." you cum all over her face.

Try it and show the woman how much you don't want to pay for her taxi cab ride home.


Ok I know this was a nasty, assholish, woman hating type of thread but after reading a bunch of blogs today I felt I needed to do something like this. I mean if I didn't you wouldn't be clicking the link to get here.

There's plenty of blogs out there where the authors talk about what's going on in their everyday lives and that's wonderful. But sometimes I think every "blogodite" needs to just get fucking wacky and post some form of total bullshit such as I have above.

Talking Sex in Psych Class

Last night was the wackiest effing moment thus far in my academic career.

We were talking about behaviors when my Professor decided to use sex as the example about changing a behavior.

Let me set the scene. I'm one of 3 guys in this class surrounded by women none of which catch my fancy at all.

So we were all discussing behaviors when my professor stated she had an example. She starts "One behavior I can use as an example concerns men and the use of a condom. If your man refuses to use one then you have to change that behavior. First you can explain to him that there are diseases out there. Next you can tell him about pregnancy and how to prevent it. If those don't work and he still refuses to not use a condom simply tell him your not going to have sex with him unless he wears one."

So far so good right, read on true believers...

"If he still refuses to wear a condom simply tell your man that if he insists on havng sex without a condom then he's going to have to sleep in the wet spot for the rest of the night."
Holy fuck I thought to myself. Did a professor actually just go there? This is a college course right? I was flabbergasted and it takes alot for me to get that way.
I really like this course now and envision an A since now I should be able to write my papers as dirty as I want. If she gives me a low grade I'll simply remind her of this little story and wait for the A to hit my GPA.

I'm sorta famous!

Dig this article from paintball.com.
http://paintball.com/features/story.cfm?placementid=3952&clickon=FSS

Yes thats me, the winner of the Golden Crutch.

My paintball game is improving with every game. I'm finding myself getting pissed off more when I get eliminated and I like that as it shows I have a passion for the sport similar to what I have for hockey when I play.

Speaking of hockey I've decided to return to the ice game starting this fall. I haven't played competitive ice hockey in close to 5 years so this should be interesting.

She wore Leon

Stopped by Taco Bell last night. The voice came through the speaker like it was the devil speaking to me. "Welcome to Taco Bell, would you like a value meal?" Fuck yeah I did and I told the guy that and I quote "Give me that new crunchy shit shaped like a frisbee." Now let me pause here and tell you all that I find it fun to totally be nuts when ordering food through a voice box, just ask Mr Silverblood. He's heard me order from Arby's before.
Anyway the guy on the other end tells me to pull around. So I pull around and the ugliest woman in the world is standing there. "$4.97 please" Holy fuck is this really happening? She was definitely a woman with big, sloppy tits and no adam's apple but she sounded like Barry White. then I noticed something. Her nametag said "Leon". I'm totally fucking confused and I think she is too because when I handed her the money I said "Here you are sir, mamm." So she hands me back a bag full of napkins and no food. I just stayed there wondering what was next when she said "Sir is everything alright?" I simply said where's my food? "Oh shit I forgot that part!" he/she clamors and off she bobbles to grab my stuff.

Moral of the story: None really except if your going to eat at Taco Bell try one of those new crunchy things.

The Fire and 12 Pounds of Meat.

To celebrate the United States' birthday yesterday I decided to build the biggest fire I've ever built in the smoker and grill up approximately 12 lbs of meat. Steak, burgers, hot dogs, chicken, bacon, pizza the list goes on and on. The fire burned so well throughout the night that I could have made breakfast on the grill this morning. That's some great stuff. Grilling is a passion for me and yesterday proved it to everyone who was present.