TheBeerBaron

Name: TheBeerBaron
Joined On: May 22, 2008
Maintag: TotalDooshbag
Age: 31
Occupation: financial compliance
Location: Wayne, PA
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Last seen: 7/14/08

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07/01/08

Fun in the Sun (until you go to the Hospital)

It’s been a while since I had a chance to write here, due to being well overworked and occupied by stupid parties. (If I have to go to another girlfriends’ cousins’ ugly child’s 2nd birthday party, I’m going to run screaming into traffic) But as I sit here staring out of the window of my office, looking upon the beautiful summer weather, I got to thinking about how great it was to have the summers off as a kid. Besides the normal activities of a child when the weather is nice (sports, biking, swimming, jerking off), I thought about two summertime toys that brought me great joy as a child, and also plenty of pain. We had both of these at my grandmother’s house, and every summer we would bust them out. And every summer, someone would get hurt. But we never stopped, because we were kids, and kids are fucking stupid.   We also weren’t pussies like most kids these days. As a result, I don’t think they sell either of these items anymore. (I know one has for sure been banned in the US).

Slip ‘n Slide – If you didn’t have a pool, Slip ‘n Slide was the next best thing. Actually, compared to a pool, Slip ‘n Slide was like swimming in a puddle of shit – but it was better than running around like a fairy in a sprinkler. What made Slip ‘n Slide so awesome wasn’t so much the slipping or the sliding, but how to convince one of your friends to do something as dangerous as possible involving the Slip n’ Slide. “Let’s see who can slide the furthest standing up!!” “I bet you and Jimmy can’t slide down at the same time!!” We eventually thought up the best way to get the most out of our Slip ‘n Slide – we put it on a hill. Physics was not our strong suite at the tender age of 7, and we sure as fuck didn’t have adult supervision. So we found out if you get a nice downhill sprint going and hit the slide in a sweet headfirst dive, you go really fast. That is, until you hit the end of said slide. That’s where all that momentum stopped, and you ate a face full of mud and grass, lost a lot skin, and separated a vertebrae or two. We even got one of those shitty knockoffs with the little pool at the end, but you just shot like a cannon off of the end of that thing. Nothing says summer fun like spending the rest of it in a sling with a separated shoulder!!
Jarts – Also known as Lawn Darts, or Satan’s Javelin. These things were awesome. You may as well have given us a set of Ginsu knives to play with. This game was supposed to be similar to horse shoes. There was a yellow ring, you put it on the ground, and you got points if your dart landed in it. But I don’t know any kid who played that way. We played everyone’s favorite, “Throw it as high as you can in the air, and see who ends up with a giant metal dart embedded in their skull.” If you didn’t get out of the way, well, that’s what we call natural selection people: “Jarts – Thinning out the numbers of dumb and slow children everywhere.” We actually figured out that if you throw them by the handle, over the shoulder, with a similar motion to throwing a football, you could get them to stick into the trunk of a tree……or another child’s thigh. I think that is when they sent this out:
I believe they used my actual likeness for this illustration. I looked so innocent in my Buster Browns, even if I did have a weapon in my hand. About 8 years ago, after my grandparents died, we were cleaning out the house and found these in the basement. The first thing me and my cousin did was take them outside and chuck one of those fuckers as high as we could in the air.  He was 24, I was 23.  It was our 21 Gun Salute - to our youth and our Grandparents who were kind enough to buy us things to hurt ourselves with.


Posted by TheBeerBaron @ 8:28 am EDT | Permalink | 4 Comments

06/06/08

Take Me Out To The Ballgame....so I can see lesbians!!

Well, it seems that I hit the brown note with my "guide to gamers" blog....(geez, make one negative comment about Halo players, and they all turn their backs on you) So I'm abandoning it to talk about an issue of the upmost importance....lesbians making out at baseball games!!

Seems that at Safeco Field, late last week, two women were told by an usher to stop kissing, as it was making other fans "uncomfortable". As soon as I heard of this issue, I immediately thought........"Were they hot?"

Now maybe I am vain, but no one wants to go to a Mariners game, or any sporting event for that matter, and watch two uggo's make out, no matter what gender. If I go to a college football game, and two hot 19 year old sorority sisters start making out, guess how many people are calling the usher over.......NONE, unless he has a camera. So I immediately thought that these girls must have been butch in order for someone to complain. Turns out that these women were not that bad looking, but were "making a scene" with their aggressive necking and groping.

So people are there at the game with their kids, and they were getting upset. So they complained about it. This is what pisses me off.......if that was a guy and a girl making out, no matter how attractive or not, they never would've complained. At least not right away. If it was two guys making out, they would have burned the stadium to the fucking ground. The fact is that they are too uncomfortable with the issue of homosexuality and with gay people in general, so they can't explain to their dumb child that those people are gay and drunk and making out. They'd much rather say it's disgusting and go get the fat usher to draw even more attention to the situation. So listen, stop this whole "I'm too uncomfortable to explain gay people to my kid, so I'm going to ruin it for everyone else" routine. Don't take away my god given right to watch two chicks make out. To be honest, I'm much more uncomfortable with a guy and a girl being all kissy face at a ballgame: "Turn around and watch the game asshat. Be pussy-whipped when you get home." At least seeing two people of the same sex making out is a conversation starter.

Turns out that the one attention grubbing twat everyone was talking about was a contestant on A Shot Of Penicillin with Tila Tequila, one of the most despicable reality TV shows ever concocted. So I'm absolutely certain as soon as they saw that their kissing was making people uncomfortable, they turned it up a notch just to make an even bigger scene.

But the fact of the matter is, They're Here, They're Queer, Get Used To It. Your kids are going to learn about gay people eventually, they may as well learn it from you. Would you rather they learn it from their roomate in college while "experimenting"? I thought not. I look forward to the time when I can take my son to a ballgame, and he turns to me and says, "Dad, why are those two girls kissing." And I'll turn to him with a tear in my eye and say, "That son, is the most beautiful thing in the world."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I mean....if they are hot. Otherwise, I'm getting the fucking usher.



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06/04/08

Ugh,,,,,

Well, the Penguins lost and I am devistated, but proud of their undying efforts. But I have also lost a bet. Given my propensity for changing my Gamertag (just ask the guys at ClaNarchy), I bet a friend of mine that if the Red Wings won, I would change my gamertag again, and keep it for a year. So it is written. So now you will see me online as TotalDooshbag. So feel free to fuck with me online....and call me Doosh for short.

Posted by TheBeerBaron @ 10:57 pm EDT | Permalink | 1 Comments

06/04/08

A Geeks Guide to Gamers - Part 1

The world "classifies" us. They taunt and mock us. They place us in a category and label us....as "Gamers". They consider us nerds. Geeks, if you will. And for the most part, well, they couldn't be more right. But the term gamer reaches so many sublevels, that no two gamers are alike (like snowflakes or coldsores). Whether you are in constant pursuit of digital blood, looking for a way to beat a puzzle, grinding to unlock armor for your Dark Elf, trying to put up 72 on a virtual Baltimore Ravens squad, or simply propelling hookers through your windshield by driving 100 miles an hour into a concrete barrier, we all differ greatly. Some fit squarely into one category. Some of us cross-pollinate some or all of the gaming groups. But gaming is becoming the mainstream. Our games outsell movie premiers. Our grandmothers virtual bowl. Our children learn the delight of sticking a glowing blue grenade to someone. So I decided to create a little guideline to help you identify yourself and the complete strangers you are playing with. Because if we can't categorize each other, how else are we going to subjugate and ridicule the other groups? This is A Geeks Guide to Gamers. And this is Part 1.

Preface

Let me start by saying, I AM going to fuck this up. I am going to miss a group of people or misuse a term. I'm going to leave something or someone out, and if that is the case, you weren't important enough to be included. Also, I'm going to try and focus on the types of people that play certain games or game types, not so much the games themselves. So don't get all pissy because I didn't talk about Guitar Hero, even though we all know how awesome you are at it. Fact of the matter is, there are subcategories of the subcategories of the certain gaming genre's, and it's way too much to get into. I'm just not as big of a nerd as you, so let's leave it at that. I will also do my best to make fun of as many people as possible. Onward.....

Part One - One Game to Rule Them All: This section is about those that dedicate their lives to one game or franchise only. They are dedicated, competitive, egotistical, and most of the time they are complete fucking jerkoffs.

  • The Madden-ite - We all know this fucking joker. You usually see him roaming around Gamestop's come late July. That means Madden is on the horizon, and it is time again to dominate. With his off-kilter hat and baggy pants, he is blacker than Chris Rock in his mind, and whiter than Kris Kringle's beard in his heart. He lives for sports games, particularly Madden, because other video games are for fucking dorks, and he is no dork (at least that is what he thinks). This is the cocksucker that you see on "Madden Nation" when you are flipping through the channels and he is getting handed a check for $100,000, and you throw up in your mouth a little. It's a shame too, because if the asshole gave any other games a chance, he'd probably enjoy them. Well known to fucking quit if you are beating them with 30 seconds left in the 4th quarter. Age range: 15-30

 

  • The Halo-er - Slightly more deplorable than the Maddenite, and certainly more vocally annoying, the Haloer eats, sleeps, breathes, and shits all things Halo. They won't shut the fuck up. Period. They talk about Halo, how great they are at Halo, how Halo is the best game ever created, how they would let themselves be penetrated by Master Chief. And most of the time they are talking about this WHILE they are playing Halo. Halo, Halo, FUCKING HALO. I am honestly deeply grateful to Bungie for adding the mute feature to this game, or I never would play it. Now mind you, there are people that play online that are super fucking annoying no matter what game they are playing, but none is greater in assholedness (new word) than the Haloer. Also known to be a whiny piece of shit quitter when they are losing. Age range: 5 (if I go by voice pitch) - 100.

 

  • The Console Fanboy - Holy fucking shit, I don't know anyone who likes these people. Although they don't fit into the game or franchise mold of this section, they certainly belong here. Their steadfast dedication to the console of their choosing is only outdone by their propensity to fucking tell everyone about it. And if you don't own or play that console, well then you are the fucking anti-christ. They tend to gather in bunches on message boards, usually on the ones dedicated to the console that they don't even fucking own, just so they can tell you what an asshole you are because you play the XBOX 360 instead of the Playstation 3. It happens for no good reason other than they want to think that they bought the best, most awesomest system available. And the second their insecurity kicks in, and they don't feel that way anymore, they go on the attack. I don't get it. It's not like they get paid to play that console!! They don't work for Sony do they? It's not just the Playstation either......Console Fanboy's have existed for all systems since Atari vs. Colecovision. As long as there is a rival system, Console Fanboy's will spawn. The best way to shut up a Console Fanboy is to tell them that you own all 3 of the major systems, and maybe if their Mom didn't spend all her hard earned tips on smack and herpes medication, then they might have the pleasure of owning them all too. Actually, it's probably best just to ignore these fuckers. Age Range: Infinite.

 

that's it for Part One. I'll get around to Part 2 in a few days.

 

 



Posted by TheBeerBaron @ 11:19 am EDT | Permalink | 5 Comments

05/30/08

I Won't Flip-Flop on This Issue

What I'm about to describe to you is mind-bottling. (You know, when things are so crazy it gets your thoughts all trapped, like in a bottle?) We currently have an issue here at work. An issue of such grand contention, that it could shake the earth to its core. An issue so great that people have lost their jobs....no, their LIVES...in support of their cause. That issue is.......why can't we wear flip-flops to work?!? I'm not even fucking joking.

With the warm summer months approaching, our human resources department makes sure to remind the staff of our summer dress code policy: "LONG shorts and sneakers are acceptable on Fridays only, sandals are always acceptable and Flip Flops are NEVER acceptable". Read the last part of that sentence again without your head exploding. "Sandals are always acceptable and Flip Flops are NEVER acceptable" This is the type of thing that drives people out of their minds.

Personally, I'm not a "flip-flop" guy. I wear them at the beach or when I'm roaming around the house. I'm not one of those dudes that feels the need to wear their American Eagle Outfitters flip-flops everywhere I go....the mall, movies, work, weddings, funerals, etc. And I don't like sandals because I'm not a hippy or Jesus. But seriously, are you telling me that the difference between this

Birkenstock Men's Arizona
and this
Teva Men's Lennox
is so great that you need to create a policy advocating one over the other?!?!? We still have to see your ugly ass feet when you wear either of them!!! Why create a policy that is open to interpritation anyway? Who decides what differenciates a sandal from a flip-flop? Is it the toe-thong? And why are flip-flops so taboo? Is it too revealing? What is this the 19th century? "Wow your toe thong is so hot I think I may decide to sexually harass you." "Aww man, that chick was showing so much ankle yesterday, I almost got a boner". There are girls that walk around here with their titties half hanging out, but if you wear flip-flops, they will send your ass the fuck home. People have gotten into arguments with their managers here due to their steadfast refusal to go "flopless". It's fucking retarted.

And it doesn't stop there. We have added a new contender to the arena. This fucking monstrosity:

 

That's right...the goddamn Croc! I fucking HATE Crocs! Maybe not so much the Croc itself, but the indignant assholes who wear them. "But they are so comfortable!" Well so is walking around wearing just my boxer briefs, and I don't show up to work like that, do I? Fact is, Crocs were made for two reasons:
1. Those who are operating in wet, slippery or filthy conditions....you know, so you can quickly slip them on and off, rinse the Croc and the feet if you need to and not have to waste time drying/changing your shoes and socks every 10 min.
2. Children. For the same reasons as mentioned above and so you don't have to hold the little fuckers down to put on their shoes. Easy on, easy off....you can decorate them and shit. Everyone is happy.
My Mom wears Crocs to work. She is a nurse. She deals with blood and piss and all types of other ungodly bodily fluids all day long. She also wears them at home.....when she is working in her garden. It's wet and dirty. You see where I'm going here? She doesn't wear them to church and when she goes out to eat because she's not fucking stupid and she's not five years old. If you don't fit into either of the categories listed above, put on your dumb rubber clogs, and march yourself directly into oncoming traffic.
But see, I work in an OFFICE BUILDING!!! We are in the financial industry! Sally from accounting doesn't need to be roaming the halls in her fucking Crocs! That's right.....a Croc is apparently a fucking sandal! That's the ruling. Bright Orange Crocs = OK. Flip Flops = evil. You are better off wearing a t-shirt with a picture of a giant cock on it than wearing fucking flip flops here.
The fact of the matter is, we are lucky enough at this company that they let us wear jeans every day and dress down even further on Friday's in the summer, unless we have a client visiting. That is unbelievably rare, especially when you work in finance. But people still bitch about wanting to wear their flip flops. And management, for some strange reason, still prefers the sandal and the Croc over Satan's slip-ons. But you know what I think. Why not just ban them all? Make people wear shoes or sneakers. Fuck 'em! Or let people wear whatever the fuck they want on their feet. Who gives a shit!?!!? If John has on flip flops instead of sandals, I doubt his productivity is going to suffer as a result. But don't try to devide the footwear worlds, because you are only creating trouble for yourself. Next thing you know.....John shows up in his flip-flops on Monday, looking unusually focused while carrying a shotgun. And he's going Croc huntin'!!


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