Almost to the nice 150

Today as i blog i am jamming out the go ninja go song. it is fucking sweet. if i could have theme music everywhere i go everytime i stood up this song would come on. kinda of a little bit of motivation to keep on going and stand up all the way. mayeb even to go and do something bvig time. like fight the foot clan. anyway todays blog is about my man meatloaf. i dont know why i like him so much. maybe because he was bob with bitch tits or because he was in that movie with jack black and the pick of destiny. or maybe i just enjoy me some bat out of hell or that song i would do anything for love but i wont do that. mayeb its just the way his hair would be flowing in the wind ehen it was long in all his videos. i have got some days off coming as well gang. no big plans yet but no doubt it will go down. heck i may even drink some liquor. and next week i have friday and saturday off. i am living in the good stuff. like that money vault that scrooge mcduck would always go swimming in. also if you havent noticed i have picked up some skills in my blogging. now i can insert stuff to click and pictures. i am working on putting a video or two on here. but dont worry our blog wont become a blog full of crap from other blogs. oh no it will continiue on with its uninfluenced originiality. you may ask is it hard for us to be so original all the time? no it isnt. but it does hurt. for all of you folks out there who arent original you wouldnt know about the pain. i will attempt to describe the pain of letting your originalness flow out like a river. it hurts right behind the eyes and under the finger nails. not like pins or nails being driven into them but more like an ache from doing it too much or eating too much. finally before i rap this thing up i wish to tell oyu about my compadre david hasselhoff. if you go to youtube and look up his name you can see some of his music videos. not only does he sings all the crappy german songs but he sing secret agent man and hooked on a feeling. thats right hooka chaka hooke chaka hooka chaka. iiiiiiii iiiiii iiiii im hooked on the feeling, so high on believeing, that your in love with meeee