Lightsabers and Lollipops

my kid's got popeye arms.

how many times have you walked away from www.spacemanrocks.com saying outloud,
"i don't get it."?

HOW MANY!?!?

i've decided to become UNLEASHED!
it seems a lot of people and things and toys are becoming UNLEASHED!
i don't know what that may entail, but i figured, hey i'll give it a go.
so from now on, anything that has become ordinary or mundane in your life or mine, make it UNLEASHED!
for instance: www.spacemanrocks.com will be know as WWW.SPACEMANROCKS.COM UNLEASHED!
thank you for your time.

i don't know if the people who were spray painting the message below my feet got caught by the authorities before they could finish telling you what "this is"

the world may never know.

well, now that i've finished season 2 of the TV show 24 i've got someone else to add to my list of "dumbest fictional TV characters" list.

now for those of you who have seen Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back just imagine me imitating ben affleck when i say "fictional characters" while making the hand motions.

i'm not talking about real people, i'm talking about fake people that were designed and written to be "stoopid."

the best examples i could give you that pop into my head currently would be the reporter friend to sydney bristow from alias or any woman involved in tony soprano's life.

characters who can't seem to get a clue, or seem to get everything that's coming to them. just not quick enough. the kinda person who would run upstairs when the killer is downstairs... etc.

the one i'm gonna pick on today would be kim bauer.
she just seems to make the worst decisions every time she needs to make one.
not that i'm blasting the actress who plays her, elisha cuthbert. heaven knows, she's very easy on the eyes (insert tiger-like noise here). she certainly plays the damsel in distress quite well. but, man!!! she plays the kinda girl that makes you yell at your TV as if you can scream some sense into her.

once again, fictional (hand motions) characters...

anyway, enough of that. startin to get huffy.

i can't say i'm a big fan of the show 24 by the way. not a big fan at all. in fact, i think season 2 should have been named 15. got to the point without dragging it on and on and saved us all a heck of a lotta time.

i'm gonna give season 3 a chance. but if it's as predictable and sad as season 2, i'm giving it up for lent.



now kiss my grits! nooch!

i'm all itchy and twitchy.

itchy cuz i'm not allowed to take a shower til this afternoon.
last shower: monday morning.
i don't smell so precious either.
can't wait to bathe.

twitchy cuz i'm hopped up with vicodin.
i'm like a jittery little cat with nothin to do but watch TV, read and keep adding to this website.

i've chosen to try to get through season 2 of 24.

6 more stinkin hours to go...

i hate everything about coconut.
but, dang! that coconut pudding looked good.

MAN!

do you know how exhausting it is to keep dreaming about waking up all night!?!?

it is finished.

you will not want to miss the next stupid movie night.

don't have a date yet. but the following rules will apply:

1) don't be late. you won't want to miss a minute of the movie. if you dare show up late, you'd better bring me a buffalo chicken sammich! and some taters!

2) we gotta go all out on food. i'm hopin we can get lots of KFC. mmmm popcorn chicken...

3) if you're gonna be loud, you're gonna get a whoopin! we need more volume control in my itty bitty house. that's less volume, people. not more.

4) we need m & m's. lots of m & m's.

5) more cowbell.

so there ya have it. i may make mre rules as i go, but don't hate me because i'm beautiful.

according to my counter, matt has been dating heather for 90 days. that means his limited warranty has expired.
any repairs or glitches from now he is gonna have to pay for.
well, good luck with that...

i really don't know what that means.

it's 2 o'clock in the morning.

and the capitol of Nebraska is Lincoln.

BEWARE THE JAZZ HANDS!
Star Wars Superstar Style!

i'm pretty sure i spent 89% of my life on the couch today.

i'm not sick, i'm just worn out.

"my bwain huwats!"

february 20th. the time has come for the "snippy snippy."

sorry, there's no picture to represent it...

no explanation. drink pepsi.

DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!

i never really got into beavis and butthead.

i went to a class/seminar today on pool heaters and the computers that control them. it was beyond boring. i was fighting sleep, a killer cold and hunger for KFC.

it was at the Hilton. they provided stationary. so i figured the best thing to do to stay awake would be to exercise my skills as an artist on the Hilton logo.
here's some of the work i'm proud of. the one on top is the original.



hey, it was better than falling asleep. which one of my co-workers, and many others from other companies, did.

i'm sure i might have learned one or two things today...

i took a dump in the women's bathroom today.

sad thing was, i didn't realize til i was done. i noticed there were no urinals...

i gotta say, you girls seem to have more elbow room in your stalls.

don't know why that is. don't wanna know why.

i'm just glad it all went off without a hitch. it could have all gone so very wrong.

so very, very wrong.

Spaceman haunts your dreams.

..and eats all your snackey cakes.

ACCORDING TO JORDAN THIS IS MY 400TH ENTRY ON SPACEMANROCKS.COM!

and in order to mark this momentous occasion, i've decided to show you physical evidence of why i am no longer allowed to be the one who takes pictures.



we will use these pics of joe as an example. for some reason i just can't see straight though a camera veiwfinder. here's the same woman who socked me in the keester in a previous entry. joe is off to the side.



this is a pic of a joe and what would appear to be a hot chick in a pleather catwoman outfit. he is very angry at me for cutting her out of the picture and his life. but he still won't forgive me for messing up this next pic.



you will have to believe me when i tell you that joe is standing next to, in fact hugging, Erin Grey. star of the sci-fi TV classic, Buck Rogers. she was very nice and posed great for the pics. but you'll never know, cuz i snapped the photo. i try to remember how bad i am at photography when someone hands me a camera. it would be more of a favor to them if i DID NOT waste their film and time. just hand the job off to someone else more capable, like my three year old.



she was also the star of my sister's favorite hit TV show, "Silver Spoons." i'd rather not talk about how many more episodes of that i've seen than "Buck Rogers."

i like taco bell.

alright. you all need to get off your butts and buy my little girl some Strawberry Shortcake toys from McDonald's.

my wife took her there today and they didn't have any in stock. this made my lil girl sad. she calls it "old MacDonalds" by the way. i just hope she sticks with that for awhile cuz it's cute. it's better than callin it maac danos or micky dee's.

sigh.

so my wife told me to put you, the loyal readers of spacemanrocks.com to the test. some of you came through with flying colors during the star wars/BK promotion. and some of you GIRLS didn't...

wifey says it is because girls are too proud to go to a fast food place and order a happy meal or to simply buy the toy by itself. well, get over it and make my little redhead happy. (heh, telling girls to "get over it." how funny is that? it's like telling the earth to stop spinning. and personally, i'd rather yell at the earth, i would get in a lot less trouble...)

moving on.

now jew, i know you don't fall into the category of ain't too proud to buy kids toys. you just can't get john to pull over to the restaurant. or something like that.
but i digress.

anyway, i hope you see my point.

punky brewster was a great show!

somehow i got blamed for what ole Supes did.
and here's a pic of Hippolyta, Wonder Woman's mom, punchin me in the face.

y'all don't know what's it's like, bein male middle class and white.

sometimes, just sometimes, even the last son of Krypton needs a little space.

i need a makeover.