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Scotty

... and I chimed in, 'Hasn't anyone ever heard of closing the goddamn door?!'

About Me

Jagyars. Beer. Bikes. Institutes of higher learning. Flat black. Fixed gears. Books. Phlebotomy. Beer. Kerouac. Weekenders. Taoist thought. Rockin'. Johnny Cash. Beer. Pin striping. Eastern philosophy. Punk rawk. Cellos. Bikes. Beer. Classical music. Vivat Trimaris. Camping. Bikes. Beer. Motorbikes. Celtic music. Beer. R.R. Martin. Cycling. Hockey. Tolkien. Forests. I'm also going to say beer again. And bikes. That'll do. Did I already say that'll do? Did I already say beer? Did I already say bikes? Am I repeating myself? Am I repeating myself? Yes, I guess I am but I consider it an offshoot of my passion for things and not a mental defect attributed to my ADD-riddled brain ...Fixed Fight II coming up, kids. Lets do this ...


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My Interests

A short list of updated loves and hates; … I love persons with funky/odd/quirky style. Express who you are by what you do or wear. I wear Spider Man underoos and sing in the shower, see? … I hate that every item of daily use has to have a warning on it. I recently saw a PLASTIC BAG that had a warning not to put it over your head for fear of asphyxiation. What?? Hello, ever hear of Darwin?? ..... Honest, blunt humor rocks. If you feel the need to fake either of these then you might want to rent or buy a spine, you jellyfish. ..... I love Munkee Bones Johnson, whom is my cat. He rocks the house. Unconditional love. Professional house-rocker he be. ..... I hate drama. Not movies or theatre but personal interaction that’s comprised solely for gossiping/bitching/slandering other persons/people. Get a life. Get out of mine. …. I love riding bikes, preferably fixed but I'm into road and mountain too, as anything with two wheels is far more preferred than its four-wheeled brethren. …. I hate that because I am naturally thin and take care of myself that it is whispered behind my back that I have eating/drug issues. Riiiiight. Ever seen me eat? It’s scary. … I love the fact that Florida just changed its firearm laws. Now we're more like Texas; don't mess with Texas. Ever hear, "An armed society is a polite society"? Gee, I wonder why. ..... I hate mediocrity. It bores me. Attempts at originality people, it won’t hurt. Fight the mediocrity. ..... New Love; beer update: Winters Bourbon Cask Ale; drink it, you worms. ..... I hate fast food having become the emotional crutch for obesity. Maybe if you took the quintuple cheeseburger and pail of french fries out of your elephantine hand there, you pathetic slob, you just MIGHT be able to drop some weight. ..... I love individuality. Lets return to this topic. You shopping at Hot Topic does not make you an individual, genius. ..... I hate everyone and their retarded hairy uncle being diagnosed with ADD. Nonsense. Shut up, listen, pay attention. There you go, problem solved. ..... I love open minds. Close-mindedness (I just made up a word, laalalalalaaala) ought to be taken out to the shed and put down just like Old Yeller. ..... I hate the fact that I have skin cancer. It’s annoying that I have to slather on SPF1000 sunscreen whenever I’m in the sun longer than 12 seconds ..... I love persons that are strong enough to be fair, regardless of the consequences. I fairly divide my space in the refrigerator between my beer and my tuna fish. See how that works? ..... I hate everything having a corporately-sponsored name, like during a football game it's the "Cool Ranch Dorito's Half-time Report", chriiiist, this really drives me insane. ..... I love my bike; it cares for me, never forgets about me, is always there when I need it and asks for very little. I shall call her Joy. ..... I hate ignorance and those willing to exist in such a state with no attempt at bettering themselves. ..... I love Angelina Jolie's lips, I want to marry them and have their babies. Baby lips, in the house. That would make me the 'Baby lip Daddy'. ..... I hate liars. They're as low on the social rungs as cowards. Annihilate cowards. ..... I hate loss. …. I love lamp.

I'd like to meet:

Bruce Lee. He already has and he still would kick Chuck Norris's ass.

Music:

Nothing interesting to see here, citizen -- rock, punk, indie, rockabilly, psycho, classical, celtic, tribal, yadda yadda yadda. Now move along.

Movies:

It's not a movie, per se, but I am obssessed with the 'Band of Brothers" series. I'll watch it any time, any place, anywhere. If I'm eating, I'll put down the fork. If I'm working on paperwork I'll stop in the middle of it. If I'm drinking I'll actually put the beer bottle down ... I SO WILL NOT, it's a bottle of beer, FOR PETE'S SAKE!! But I will do the rest. I love this series with a red hot poker. Um, I mean passion.

Television:

Right, right, you say you don't watch TV. Everyone says it; it's the 'in' thing to spout, "It rots your brain," "Turn it off and go outside, " "Shoot your TV." Whatever. I spend more time riding my bike than most people do sleeping so I am allowed TV; which, honestly, often used as background noise while I read or glue my eyeballs to my computer monitor. Discovery Channel, History Channel, Ovation, most of HBO's series (Deadwood, Rome, Six Feet Under), Showtimes 'The Tudors', annual Tour de France/Giro/LBL coverage. DUI Keifer and 24. Solid shows. Intelligent dialogue. A fair amount of nudity. Hell, can it get any better?

Books:

Kerouac, Brite, Erikson, Ginsberg, Brooks, Tolkien, Burroughs, R.R. Martin; I'm a nerd and damn am I cool with that.

Heroes:

My parents. They had me, put up with me and still offer support when I need inspiration or counsel -- with not even a single day in a mental institution. I prefer to call them 'saints'. Thanks for asking. Micheal Hutchence for his mad knot-tying ability. Chef Boyardee.

My Blog

Ladies? Nah, no need.

I think I'm going to take my bike to Europe, I've decided.  Three reasons why: -- She's a cheap date. -- She never bitches. -- She lets me ride her as much as I want. She (and yes, I'm a typical ...
Posted by Scotty on Thu, 24 Apr 2008 05:15:00 PST

I want Italy. Please and thank you.

I know I just came back from a vacation but I think I need another. I want to go to Italy. I’m really not sure why.  Pasta?  Wine?  Italian bread?  Scooters?  Ciao? ...
Posted by Scotty on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 05:20:00 PST

The Past Passed

I live too much of my life in the past.  Granted, I do go about my daily tasks taking care of what needs to be taken care of, sort of like an automaton, saying the right things (kinda), doing the...
Posted by Scotty on Mon, 31 Mar 2008 05:16:00 PST

Blech ...

Ugh.  I’m feeling underappreciated, unwanted and particularly rotten these days. Anybody hiring organgrinders?  I figure all I need is a monkey and an organ to grind and I’...
Posted by Scotty on Fri, 28 Mar 2008 03:22:00 PST

For the love of all that is holy, I need help.

Okay, I decided to drop my Alienware Area-51 laptop.  I was bored.  I was stupid.  I was basically being me.  Whatever.  Regardless, it was dropped. Good News: the hard drive ...
Posted by Scotty on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 11:14:00 PST

Time ...

I’m starting to feel a pull; a pull away from Florida.  I think it might be time for someplace new.  I’m not positive yet, but I’ve been looking at different places, mullin...
Posted by Scotty on Wed, 19 Mar 2008 06:25:00 PST

Unreal

I've been fighting for this week off since the beginning of December.  My annual trip for camping in Mississippi with about 20 of my closest friends starts today. And I'm going to be sitting (lay...
Posted by Scotty on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 06:58:00 PST

Vacation Time -- and then some.

One more week and I leave for vacation. Every year upon, or directly after, this annual happening, I utilize this time off to make important and/or significant changes in my life.  This...
Posted by Scotty on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 09:22:00 PST

In a nutshell ...

... this is what happened.   Saturday night around 2:30AM I was headed home after a long day of riding (and a night of refueling at The Orpheum) heading north up Florida Ave, just entering the ...
Posted by Scotty on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 08:55:00 PST

Indeed it is.

It's decided then.Every three months I'm going to take on a car with my bike.And eventually, I'm going to win one of these altercations.One ton of metal versus 135-pound me and my 22-pound bike? How t...
Posted by Scotty on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 05:30:00 PST