tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203609322011-12-14T21:33:42.017-05:00Random thoughts, observations, and the occasional rant from someone with very little sense.JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.comBlogger3381100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-71236831589045900062011-10-12T19:16:00.003-04:002011-10-12T19:17:12.328-04:00

Third(ish) incarnation. Inviting my roommate, and fellow bathrobe wearing. heavy drinker Trevor to the party. Let's see what happens.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-39131226617944734542011-08-27T16:49:00.003-04:002011-08-27T17:06:09.440-04:00

My friend Brent passed away last December, right before Christmas. I know it hit me hard, and I know it hit his family even harder. Brent was, in essence, locally famous. Perhaps the correct term would truly be "locally infamous." He had been part of the bar scene in Columbia forever, or at least as long as can qualify as "forever" when your life is cut short. Brent was one of the first

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-77616319681799680782011-08-01T21:00:00.000-04:002011-08-01T21:00:04.665-04:00

Here is the new house:After my Uncle Tom passed away unexpectedly in February, and a few legal and familial issues were cleared up, I was asked to move in as the caretaker of my grandmother's home while she is in extended care.It's funny, growing up, I wanted out of the Lexington area as fast as my legs would take me. These days, I love sitting on my porch swing in Gilbert, sipping a drink,

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-38202737097227881322011-07-26T00:50:00.001-04:002011-07-26T00:53:51.125-04:00

What am I up to these days? Well...it's all a bit complicated. I've started a new job, moved into a new house, and have a new lady in my life. It's rather exciting because I never know what will happen next. All I know for sure is this: I have not been this happy in years and I've started writing again. Stay tuned, kids. JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-6948905797187838912011-06-28T00:13:00.002-04:002011-06-28T00:20:07.118-04:00

My good friends and cohorts in Shallow Palace need your help. I would explain it myself, but Mr. Michael Spawn does a damn fine job on his own in the following video.Give freely and give often. These cats rock, and they also smell nice. Seriously.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-80419137574541995022011-04-24T07:00:00.001-04:002011-04-24T07:00:03.058-04:00

On a day that is considered the most holy amongst many of us, I would be remiss in presenting my beliefs. May you all be touched by His Noodly Appendage.Ramen.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-51878763738826586642011-04-20T00:51:00.002-04:002011-04-20T01:01:43.036-04:00

After over four years, the lady and I have split up. We just grew apart and learned how to push each other's buttons too easily. I still love her with every fiber of my being, but as Don Henley noted, sometimes love just ain't enough. We are at different points in our lives and have conflicting priorities. It's just not seeming to be fixable.I am in a weird limbo land until she moves out. I'm

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-60835399790408637092011-03-29T21:41:00.002-04:002011-03-29T21:49:19.326-04:00

I never had any problems with ACER, until they decided to push the worst customer service on me. Haris M I: Hi, my name is Haris M I. How may I help you?Josh Taylor: I have been having issues with my added graphics cards. Sometimes it is seen upon power on and sometimes not.Haris M I: Good evening. Josh.Haris M I: I am happy to help you. Could you please provide the serial number of your computer

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-80773908561339088992011-02-07T18:11:00.002-05:002011-02-07T18:17:04.821-05:00

My Uncle, Tommy Taylor, passed away unexpectedly last Friday. At the last minute last night, I was asked to eulogize him at the funeral that took place earlier this afternoon. In memory of him, and to ease my mind as well, here is a fairly accurate transcription of my words.Uncle Tom never met a stranger. Actually, that's a gross understatement. Uncle Tom never met anyone who was not already his

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-82594997648602043292010-12-15T01:15:00.002-05:002010-12-15T01:18:18.682-05:00

The Great American Milk Chug...JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-48233023355693671952010-12-09T19:30:00.000-05:002010-12-09T19:31:34.484-05:00

Happy Friday, all.My good friend Dr. Joel of such blogs as The Grain Bill, Eat The Blog, and My Little Pony Trading Post fame, recently tagged me in a note on Facebook. The instructions were as follows:Gang,I don't normally do these things, but this one seems pretty dang fun and I'm curious to see what pops up for me and for you, so away we go......First rule - be honest! Don't keep shuffling

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-46759665564722715222010-11-22T15:57:00.002-05:002010-11-22T16:00:11.879-05:00

Oops!JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-62144289797275074552010-11-12T10:24:00.002-05:002010-11-12T10:25:09.675-05:00

In an effort to start this back up, I present you with this new feature.Yesterday I started thinking I might have drinking problems. So I sat down in front of a mirror and really analyzed my technique. After much consideration I decided: Nah, I got this shit down. I may go pro.JT out.

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JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-88245213559371211672010-10-30T16:33:00.001-04:002010-10-30T16:34:55.326-04:00

Once again, making good on a standing wager. Congrats, Blu...we'll get you next year.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-54305348294591802142010-10-19T21:05:00.001-04:002010-10-19T21:05:57.716-04:00

Hi Kai. Thanks for stopping by.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-47945762097344535912010-08-09T17:47:00.000-04:002010-08-09T17:48:30.376-04:00

Work has been busyI will try to write more soonDrink more hobo bloodJT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-40005943309734897642010-07-24T21:41:00.001-04:002010-07-24T21:43:20.646-04:00

Deal with it. They're leading the charge for the rebirth of local music in Columbia, SC. Cheers and charge, my good men!Charlie, No! (EP Version) Music Video from Shallow Palace on Vimeo.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-91287869705187408502010-06-15T07:00:00.001-04:002010-06-15T16:48:45.671-04:00

So...a few of my friends from around here are in a kickass little band called Shallow Palace. They are offering their album up for a free download right now. I highly recommend it. After listening, do the right thing and send my boys a few bucks to help them get to the CMJ Music Marathon.Much love, gents.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-29777888357654811162010-06-10T00:56:00.002-04:002010-06-10T01:02:06.323-04:00

Alright, I must confess, I'm flummoxed. I don't really know the purpose of what I'm doing here anymore. It all started out because I kept reading other blogs that I found amusing and I wanted to add my own flavor into the mix. Then it morphed into a combination of that and stunts. Then it became commentary on music, politics, etc. Sometimes I threw in endorsements, beer and wine info. I added

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-77471255434454779572010-06-03T18:56:00.004-04:002010-06-03T19:01:14.277-04:00

Well, I have been joking since February that I was not going to cut my hair until I had a bad sales week. I failed to take two things into consideration: I'm a badass and was not going to have a bad sales week, and it gets really hot in South Carolina in June. So, today I decided it was time. Not to throw a bad sales week, just to cut my hair.Before, in all its magnificent glory:After, with my

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-65402915647049491262010-05-31T07:00:00.000-04:002010-05-31T07:00:05.729-04:00

So, I've been (maybe not very) noticeably absent. I didn't intend it to work that way, but between moving and switching jobs, my life got a touch...discombobulated.Here's a quick recap:Melissa and I live together. How or why she puts up with me is as much as a mystery to me as it is to y'all.I went back to my old job at Carolina Craft Distributing. I spread the gospel of good beer and boutique

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-53437962046284231092010-05-29T23:32:00.002-04:002010-05-29T23:34:17.016-04:00

Your guess is as good as mine, but I'm rested up mentally and ready to write again. I'll try, and that's all I can promise. For now...enjoy this, and enjoy your holiday weekend.JT out.

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I'm really getting bad at keeping this up-to-date. Maybe more soon, maybe not...JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-32344165396274633742009-11-30T10:33:00.002-05:002009-11-30T10:35:24.410-05:00

Fred Richardsonnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-85622809977923393942009-11-25T14:35:00.002-05:002009-11-25T14:39:07.234-05:00

This is the reason for my lack of posts lately. Well, not specifically, but we're moving on Friday. My life has been filled with working, packing, and sleeping. As you can see, Peeber want us to make sure we don't forget her. Will post more on Monday about the move, the weekend tailgating, and the beginning of Beermas season.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-42752766353746266352009-11-17T09:48:00.003-05:002009-11-17T10:26:30.446-05:00

I'm going to try something new here, somewhat akin to "The Idiot Speaks" posts I used to do when I served my time working at the Village Idiot in 5 Points. I'm going to start blatantly screwing with salespeople and writing about it. I know this may seem cruel, since I was a salesman for almost 8 years, but there is a difference. I will only be screwing with 2 types of salespeople: door-to-door

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-373926529758842612009-10-31T00:00:00.001-04:002009-10-31T00:00:03.866-04:00

That is all.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-1639134940519006402009-10-30T08:00:00.000-04:002009-10-30T08:00:01.030-04:00

Following is one of my favortie Halloween songs of all time, combined with another one of my favorites of all time - Legos! Enjoy!Have fun tomorrow night, and be safe!JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-37523375799073172562009-10-29T08:00:00.000-04:002009-10-29T08:00:13.400-04:00

Absolutely loved the movie, the intro is classic. I hate the Marilyn Manson cover of this song. Of course, I hate most everything that he does.Keep up the costume suggestions, winner announced tomorrow!

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-65262321429078924102009-10-28T08:00:00.001-04:002009-10-28T08:00:04.155-04:00

You know what's really surprising? The lack of Halloween music videos that, I don't know, don't suck. This next one up is by Panic! At the Disco. I hesitate to use it, because I'm not a big fan of theirs, or any other band that uses unnecessary punctuation in their name. You don't see me calling this blog Spork? Nation, do you?All bitching aside, it's a pretty cool song and video. Don't forget to

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-53092032621628356982009-10-27T08:00:00.000-04:002009-10-27T08:00:06.431-04:00

I'm going to be honest: I have no idea what is going on in this next video. Masked men Crip-walking in the desert? Sure, why not. I hope you shared the same mix of puzlement and enjoyment I did.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-84138738308709300432009-10-26T08:00:00.001-04:002009-10-26T11:08:42.602-04:00

Well, it's the week leading up to Halloween this Saturday. Each day this week, I will be posting a favorite music video with a Halloween-related theme. I will also post any new costume suggestions I get, with the final selection being made Friday.Now, without further ado...What can I say? I love Jonathan Coulton, I love World of Warcraft...Don't forget to keep bringing the costume suggestions!JT

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-78046346070491614302009-10-21T08:00:00.000-04:002009-10-21T08:00:04.221-04:00

First of all, let me state that I know that using the term "2k9" or any variation thereof is completely douchey. Second, let me also state that I don't care, as I find it absolutely hilarious, even after almost a decade.Regardless, Halloween is fast approaching, and I have yet to stumble upon that "YES!" factor when considering costume ideas. Part of the reason is that I'm not sure which city,

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-68033477147676363582009-10-19T15:48:00.002-04:002009-10-19T15:55:02.563-04:00

I work in a liquor store. One really big no-no would be me selling to underage kids. While sometimes it is difficult to distinguish someone's age, other times it is not. Here are some classic examples:You inform your buddy that "this vodka is legit"You spend most of your time in the store on the phone arguing with what I can only assume is an angry girlfriend about who you hung out with after the

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-27388676661430462492009-10-09T10:04:00.008-04:002009-10-14T10:23:47.945-04:00

So, I know I started this back in June...with promises of part two in the very near future. I also said I would do it in installments of twenty, and have now chosen ten. I lied. It's what grown-ups do, kids.Now, without further ado, uses 21-30 for hobo blood.21. Not getting enough nutrients on a daily basis? Add a liberal dose of hobo blood to your morning coffee. It's part of a nutritional

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-42924294219022450152009-10-07T10:14:00.002-04:002009-10-07T10:37:27.774-04:00

I'm not sure if anyone reads this anymore, since I keep pulling my "I'm back...no, no, I am not." routine. On the off chance that one of my literally tens of devoted fans is still out there, here goes nothing. I am dusting off my typing fingers and performing some light stretching so I don't cramp up mid-post. I also have a full cup of coffee, liberally dosed with hobo blood for nutrients.Some of

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-12096548752911040162009-09-22T00:57:00.001-04:002009-09-22T00:57:58.715-04:00

Shhhhh....I'll be back soon.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-30201468374375470952009-07-14T08:00:00.000-04:002009-07-14T08:00:06.697-04:00

Badass.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-32492836732746946052009-07-12T20:29:00.003-04:002009-07-12T20:30:08.138-04:00

Fred Richardsonnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-58978237507441439532009-06-30T23:57:00.001-04:002009-06-30T23:59:44.749-04:00

Fred Richardsonnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-54435694076507745372009-06-23T08:00:00.000-04:002009-06-22T21:22:14.559-04:00

This will be a five-part post, consisting of twenty uses per post.I've gotten so much positive feedback about my mentioning various uses for hobo blood, that I thought I would take a minute and enlighten all you crazy kids on this here interweb about what a versatile material hobo blood truly is, and why we should never take it for granted.1. Hobo blood is an amazing secret ingredient in your

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-2318011866529482762009-06-22T06:21:00.002-04:002009-06-22T06:22:04.617-04:00

Fred Richardsonnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-42183097876408961072009-06-16T22:00:00.003-04:002009-06-16T22:39:28.583-04:00

I thought that I would actually write something for once instead of having one of my minions (Thanks, Fred!) do it or posting a video (once again, thanks, Fred!)Most of you know, I'm a big beer and wine guy. One could even say I'm the wine manager at a store. One could also claim that I'm exceedingly handsome and witty. Anyway, I get the chance to sample a lot of great wines. I am also given a

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-3163551877548301942009-06-09T03:17:00.001-04:002009-06-09T03:18:41.679-04:00

Thanks, Fred.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-3996081995120331212009-06-04T02:43:00.002-04:002009-06-04T02:44:35.407-04:00

Didn't see either move...Plan on seeing em asap...But so far I'm a lying sack of shit.Just thought you should know.

Fred Richardsonnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-17434707722195191502009-05-28T23:32:00.002-04:002009-05-28T23:42:47.168-04:00

So here I am again on my own...Going down the only road I've ever known...Like a drifter I was born to walk alone...And I know what it means, to quote an 80's band cause I don't know what the hell else I wanna say...Yeah, I'm the new guy herebouts... Seems like a theme in my life lately... First I'm the new bartender... Then the new guy in the neighborhood... Then the new guy on WoW... Then

Fred Richardsonnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-78870199297110869292009-05-27T21:52:00.003-04:002009-05-27T22:04:52.035-04:00

Trying to sell this house.Moving, working, and getting a house ready to sell. I'm making no more excuses or promises about when Spork Nation will return. Nothing personal, I just work entirely too many hours between my job and this house. Add to that the fact that Melissa and I now live together and are adjusting to that milestone, and I have zero time or creativity right now.I do miss you all,

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-55917403978439095542009-04-12T11:49:00.003-04:002009-04-12T11:53:28.278-04:00

After promises of posting regularly, I just disappear? What a dick.Here's the happy haps, kids: My life went haywire for the past month. Got a new job offer, after much introspection, I declined and stayed put. Moved into a new house, and - this is the big part - Melissa and I now live together. However, the new house needs some cosmetic work, such as refinishing floors, so I'm living somewhat

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-45675859949518061172009-03-17T11:12:00.002-04:002009-03-17T11:21:36.436-04:00

So, as everyone is probably aware, today is St. Patrick's Day. I'm sure everyone expects me to be decked out in green, already drunk. Sorry to disappoint, kids. I'm home in bed, still recovering from a nasty bug that hit me late Sunday night and hasn't lifted. Also, I'm sober.Before I forget, here's the most important news of the day: Today is mine and Melissa's two-year anniversary. How exactly

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-2441304129113034442009-03-10T21:57:00.000-04:002009-03-10T21:58:46.316-04:00

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-37174560507036358432009-03-03T08:39:00.005-05:002009-03-03T09:25:13.925-05:00

I know we've all heard the stories about the awesome bags of gifts that celebrities get backstage at events such as the Oscars, the Tonys, and the Erics. These bags, quite literally, are filled with thousands of dollars worth of merchandise. New tech toys, makeup products, fashion accessories and assorted other swag, most of which only these celebrities could afford in day-to-day life. I think

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-85155434808536691542009-02-23T02:03:00.004-05:002009-02-23T02:11:20.909-05:00

Here I am, back again. This feels a touch like meeting up with a past lover who you just decided not to call. I apologize, I did you dirty, I've changed, etc.I have a lot, lot, lot of material to write about. My friend Fayaz was on Jeopardy. We had a crazy Halloween party. The annual Daytona/White Trash party. I don't wear pants that often.Regardless, here it is: my head is in a good place, I

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-73751888056215851932009-02-17T22:27:00.002-05:002009-02-19T22:04:49.467-05:00

Alright, my lovelies, my head is back in a positive place. I apologize for my absence, bitterness, etc. The best I can say is that I'm not perfect. Life gets to me sometimes. Sunday, I promise.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-20755420379582885492009-02-15T20:02:00.002-05:002009-02-15T20:18:03.584-05:00

My victorious return is anything but. Last week at work was brutal, with me hitting over 70 hours. Very cool hours if you're paid hourly, very shitty if you're salary (which I am.) Does this mean I hate my job? Hell to the no, I love it. Does this mean I need to take a few days off in a row soon? You know it, sweetcakes.My sense of humor is abso-fucking-lutely shot. I just got home from our

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-87729678978163454892009-02-05T22:58:00.000-05:002009-02-05T23:01:38.330-05:00

Enjoy you some Kenny! Woo!Remember...JT loves you.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-44587072894711915072009-02-03T16:16:00.002-05:002009-02-03T16:18:40.410-05:00

I'm on hiatus for now. I'll probably be returning in a few days, or weeks, or when the mood strikes me. I have six half-formed posts written, but lack the time, energy, and creativity to finish them right now.Go visit some of the people listed in my Axis of Allies, I'll be home soon. Promise.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-4424366810765448232009-01-13T11:46:00.004-05:002009-01-13T12:10:31.690-05:00

Last week was special for several reasons. The most obvious, of course, is that last Wednesday, January 7th was the anniversary of the Harlem Globetrotters playing their first game. Other notables were my first full week of work at the new job, and adult Santa Claus paying me a visit.Now, before any of you kids get your minds all filthy in the gutter, I'm not talking about "adult" as in anal

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-6228525341274681312009-01-06T16:49:00.002-05:002009-01-06T16:53:42.950-05:00

Sorry the updates have been sparse since the beginning of the new year. I hope everyone had fun celebrating whatever they celebrate, and that everyone's football teams fared better than my Tigers.That being said, my absence is due to my new Overlord, I mean boss, Noah working my ass off. (Hi boss!) All in all, I'm really into the new job, it's just insane hours right now while I'm training...try

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-51783203330056467242008-12-31T07:00:00.000-05:002008-12-31T07:00:00.194-05:00

I know I hinted at it briefly in my interview with theCDP, but here it is: I'm leaving my job as a salesman of beer, wine, and spirits. I'll miss it immensely, most especially my boss. Jeff and I have this great relationship in which we can scream and cuss at each other, calling one another the dirtiest names in the book, and be laughing and having a beer five minutes later. He's a combination of

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-24672695557173079392008-12-25T08:00:00.001-05:002008-12-25T08:00:00.612-05:00

Once again, the best Christmas Card ever written, brought to you courtesy of Let's Eat Paste.Have a great whatever you celebrate, even if it's just another Thursday!JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-52502613766201225032008-12-24T06:00:00.005-05:002008-12-24T06:00:01.071-05:00

Some of you may remember my initial interview with theCDP last year. If not, go check it out. I'll wait right here. I decided to do another one this year for a plethora of reasons, but mainly because every time I write about theCDP, eleventy billion new readers come my way, three of which will stick around. This should bring my level of readership up to approximately five. It would have been six,

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-10772993756623631322008-12-23T06:30:00.000-05:002008-12-23T06:54:32.343-05:00

Stay tuned, my CDP interview is coming tomorrow!JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-85438771817248256372008-12-22T06:00:00.000-05:002008-12-22T06:50:01.465-05:00

You're welcome.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-39629267323767438542008-12-21T07:40:00.001-05:002008-12-21T07:40:57.453-05:00

JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-71266459772102535142008-12-20T06:19:00.003-05:002008-12-20T12:26:07.181-05:00

Today's Christmas song comes to us from Jonathan Coulton, one half of They Might Be Giants (edit: Thanks to theCDP for pointing out that I was mistaken in this. He's actually not affiliated with them. My bad, yo.).Special thanks go out to Vintage Caveman for pointing me to this one.Any suggestions for the next few?JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-42175527952674277262008-12-19T07:01:00.002-05:002008-12-19T07:05:22.444-05:00

Just to prove that I'm not a complete Scrooge, I'm going to post some of my favorite Christmas music, once a day, from now until Christmas Eve, when I will post my interview with theCDP in which he explains how publishing his book a year ago has enabled him to buy a tropical island.First up, The Killers Don't Shoot Me Santa. Thanks go out to Noah for pointing this one out to me.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-89383801495092019332008-12-15T08:00:00.000-05:002008-12-15T11:25:08.859-05:00

So, I finally had a day yesterday where I had absolutely no commitments. No work, no holiday parties, and no interventions. How did I spend it? 45% in my bed reading or watching movies, 40% on the couch reading or watching TV, and 15% eating anything I could find.Seriously, I ate about seven meals yesterday. I think because I've been so busy that I've been working through lunch and only eating

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-54158759087117975852008-12-13T10:13:00.002-05:002008-12-13T10:29:11.914-05:00

First off - to the Anonymous commenter from the last post - I don't mind criticism. I truly don't. But at least have the stones to use your name when leaving such a negative comment. You know who I am, why shouldn't I know who you are?Also, I know I'm bitching a lot. Try putting in as many hours in a week as I have been this month and see if you're not a little bit grumpy. Hell, I've logged

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-22721907953734324132008-12-05T08:00:00.000-05:002008-12-05T08:00:00.994-05:00

As I mentioned yesterday, this is a very busy month for me. Insanely busy, in fact. Most of my days right now are 10+ hours, Saturdays included. Since I've never been a big fan of the holiday season (which I think is a direct result of my mother's obsession with decorating and terrible, synthesizer-driven music,) this is not helping matters. Don't get me wrong, I love my job, and the long hours

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-35339188031137927332008-12-04T10:49:00.002-05:002008-12-04T10:50:41.698-05:00

...is going to be a very slow posting month. Being in alcohol sales (or any sales at all, really) it is the busiest month of the year for me. In addition to my day hours, I have 3 or more outside of work "tasting events" lined up per week.Be patient with me. I'll post when I can, and be back in January when the post-holiday doldrums hit.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-42143125720633930362008-11-28T08:00:00.000-05:002008-11-28T08:00:00.820-05:00

Here is a post I've been meaning to write for quite some time. As I'm sure most of you know, I'm a huge beer geek. Literally. I'm seven feet, six inches tall and weigh 436 pounds. Okay, I made that up. I just really love beer. All kinds of beer. Dark beers, light beers, hoppy beers, malty beers, high-gravity beers, session beers, micro brews, macro brews. You get the picture. There is only one

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-11506673278180692522008-11-27T09:01:00.000-05:002008-11-27T09:02:35.231-05:00

Massive, massive cheap beer hangover. Today doth suck.JT ouchth.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-69367410859663417352008-11-26T08:00:00.001-05:002008-11-26T09:18:27.343-05:00

Yes, boys and girls, it's that time. The time when Kyle and I (and usually Burt, but he's out of town) sit down for our annual Thanksgiving Eve tradition: watching Shaft and getting obnoxiously drunk. Kyle and Burt are the originators of this tradition, I've only taken part for the last three years. I asked last week how it came about, and neither really remembers, kind of like how no one can

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-56322191325092685622008-11-23T20:35:00.007-05:002008-11-24T11:18:44.954-05:00

1. The older I get, the more severe my reaction to MSG gets. Two years ago, I could eat food from any Chinese place and be fine. Starting last winter, I noticed that every time I ate Chinese food, I would start to have a very rapid heartbeat and drymouth about an hour later. After doing some research online (between watching midget porn and cyber-stalking Matt Dillon,) I discovered that I was

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-24854364663081103072008-11-20T21:05:00.002-05:002008-11-20T21:07:00.545-05:00

Just checking my Google Analytics page, and I noticed that someone found this site by searching for "milwaukee pickles midget polish."I have no idea.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-35341955281330585642008-11-18T22:00:00.000-05:002008-11-18T23:20:40.121-05:00

As I mentioned last week, I've been suffering severe writer's block. My day job keeps me going for fifty plus hours a week (not that I'm bitching...I love my job, and am one of the lucky few who can claim that,) but it's a busy life, especially during the holiday season.Since this post is primarily pictures, I'm not sure I can claim that it cured any sort of writer's block or writer's chlamydia,

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-41336523852169825142008-11-17T21:59:00.002-05:002008-11-17T22:09:03.184-05:00

I have a ton of stuff to update, such as Halloween party pictures and stories, pictures from my mini vacation to Penssylvania this past weekend, and moany other fun and exciting things, but I've been on the road for days and just got home from a wine tasting.Updates tomorrow, I promise.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-46368581545540953562008-11-13T08:00:00.000-05:002008-11-13T08:00:00.179-05:00

I want everyone to use the word "hooligan" at some point over the weekend.Let me know how it goes.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-6075580132721273772008-11-12T18:31:00.002-05:002008-11-12T18:33:28.778-05:00

Sorry for the lack of posts this week. I've been insanely busy at work, which is a great thing for a sales rep. It just leaves me worn out at the end of the day. I'm going out of town for the weekend, so expect wacky stories and a re-energized JT.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-74492110637503034652008-11-06T07:46:00.002-05:002008-11-06T08:06:18.700-05:00

Now that the election is over, can I please, please, please have my regular programming back? Can we talk about something else? Don't get me wrong, I realize that this election was very important, as are all elections. I would hate to see where we would be without the Democratic process. I'm just really fucking sick of hearing about nothing but Obama vs. Hilary, pitbulls wearing lipstick, and

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-62615153490593412592008-11-05T09:53:00.004-05:002008-11-05T10:00:23.707-05:00

...more of this...JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-46306768470485630522008-11-04T07:00:00.000-05:002008-11-04T07:00:00.341-05:00

Longtime Spork Nation reader BluStaCon and I have a bit of a rivalry. I'm a Clemson fan and he's a Boston College fan. Last year, we made a gentleman's wager. If Clemson won (they did not) then he had to send me a picture of him in orange. If Boston College won (they did) I had to post a picture on Spork Nation wearing Boston College colors.I'm just thankful for two things:1. A year later, the

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-1031611421154629542008-11-03T16:20:00.002-05:002008-11-03T16:31:17.486-05:00

Well, my wireless keyboard is still on the fritz (what the hell does that saying even mean, anyway?) but I found a wired keyboard sitting around that I'm temporarily using until Logitech gets back to me. I'm going to get back into regular postings this month. I'm not going to do NaNoMoPriBiAckDer or whatever the thing is where blog authors commit to write a post every day. I can't for two

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-57398702466884062392008-11-03T08:52:00.002-05:002008-11-03T08:55:31.957-05:00

No posting today. My wireless keyboard's spacebar is malfunctioning, either inserting five spaces or none atall,andIdon'thavethepatiencetotypelikethis.So,untiltechsupportgets backto me, enjoy your Monday.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-58747213327302353032008-10-31T05:26:00.002-04:002008-10-31T05:28:26.155-04:00

Just wanted to wish everyone a Happy Halloween. I've still got some minor (major) costume pieces to pick up for the party tonight, which should keep me pretty busy today between work/errands/stuff to be done around the house.Hope everyone has a great weekend, and don't do anything I wouldn't do...yeah, you've still got a lot of options.JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-14118295132258243532008-10-30T19:30:00.003-04:002008-10-30T19:35:58.570-04:00

I would like to take a moment of silence here on Spork Nation. The founder of one of the greatest hamburger joints in South Carolina passed away on Wednesday. I know a lot of people who are readers here won't have the slightest clue about this place, but it has some of the best burgers you can get in a fast-food environment.To put it in perspective, I used to live about a quarter of a mile behind

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-91701535921927286512008-10-30T10:05:00.002-04:002008-10-30T10:08:04.858-04:00

Just wanted to let y'all know that I did select a winner on the drink recipes contest. It was Noah, with his recipe that I later found out is called "Christmas Candy."2/3 part E&J Cask and creme Chocolate Temptation 1/3 part svedka raspberryAlso, sorry for the lack of posts. I'm running myself ragged between my two jobs and planning for a Halloween party. The posting will resume soon. Maybe

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-10292808853174034972008-10-21T07:00:00.000-04:002008-10-21T07:33:04.270-04:00

Back in April, I had my first recipe contest. My good friend Avril won, and I'm somewhat ashamed to say that I haven't actually tried the recipe yet. It's mainly due to the fact that I want to cook it and have Avril and her husband over for dinner, and our schedules are all absolutely batshit insane. If the opportunity presents itself, I will do it.Here's the second contest, inspired by my

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-49355239719014007602008-10-20T12:27:00.002-04:002008-10-20T12:36:57.944-04:00

First, an apology for Friday's post. I'm not sorry that I sent that email, but I am sorry that I shared in venting my frustration with y'all. I normally just delete emails of that nature, but this was around the sixth or seventh moronic forward that I had gotten from this individual. I should note that I do not know this person, and have asked him multiple times to stop sending me emails.Here is

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-87020813334247954052008-10-17T00:14:00.003-04:002008-10-17T00:42:22.532-04:00

...but you leave me no choice, you fucking tool.For realsies, kids...I hate any of you who are too fucking stupid to recognize a scam/attention getter. We're better than that, and you fucking know it. I'll spare you the borderline mongoloid email that some fucking retard fell for after over fifteen years of Nigerian scams and false Amber Alerts (for the love of Satan, kids, take two goddamn

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-71282093854790322892008-10-15T16:48:00.002-04:002008-10-15T16:51:12.954-04:00

Work is still crazy busy, sorry.Monday - Clemson fired Tommy Bowden. I know the news says he stepped down, but trust me, his ass was F-I-R-E-D. I am once again officially excited about Clemson football.Tuesday - Woke up with a terrible hangover that was the result of celebrating Bowden's firing. Proceeded to work through the day wishing I was dead.Today - Kicked ass at work, second best week I've

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-54000821488625663582008-10-08T20:04:00.002-04:002008-10-08T20:14:14.601-04:00

Secretary of State: CavemanMinister of Brown Coats: Johnny LSecretary of Booze, Gambling and Prostitutes: the Cap'nDirector of Jailbait Affairs: CargirlVice Undersecretary of Depressionomics: MausSecretary of Education: Hilbelink (she asked to be a speech writer, but since she is an educator, I fogured this might be more fitting...and she can still write my speeches.)Everyone has until the end of

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-54476619384913612352008-10-06T08:00:00.000-04:002008-10-06T08:00:00.811-04:00

I announced my bid for the President of The United States yesterday, with theCDP as my VP. He graciously accepted, and I think we have a killer ticket. I'm a gun-totin', beer-swillin' Son of the South, and he's an iPhone-toting, PBR-swilling Midwestern Hipster (his exact words.)Between the two of us, we tie up a decent portion of the vote. That being said, I think it's time we start considering

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-16966728015209504852008-10-01T08:42:00.003-04:002008-10-01T08:58:04.864-04:00

Sorry that I haven't had an update yet this week. I have assumed new responsibilities at work, which are great because it means an increase in pay, but which are causing unexpected headaches right now that are time-consuming. Next week should be better.I try to keep this site fun, light-hearted and slightly tipsy, but I wanted to remind everyone that October 4th is the last day to register to

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-89380994299763861802008-09-25T22:41:00.002-04:002008-09-25T22:42:25.972-04:00

I'm working on a new side project, Cap'n Sloshy's Breakfast-O-Rama. Go check it out and let me know what you think of the layout.Have a great weekend!JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-51729017902889249802008-09-23T23:03:00.004-04:002008-09-23T23:35:36.315-04:00

...also known as "My New Haircut." Sorry these didn't go up yesterday, I got lazy and forgot. Last Friday night, after sampling plenty of rum, eating three packs of ketchup and continuing to drink beer, it was haircut time. Originally, my hair was not included.You see, Kyle and Burt were participating in the USMC's Mud Run on Saturday. It's a huge obstacle course event run by teams of four. Every

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-60296211325242595642008-09-22T08:00:00.001-04:002008-09-22T08:00:00.310-04:00

It's been a while since I've posted any of my drinking stunt videos on here. This one is probably the most tame of any yet, but it was a fun spontaneous idea inspired by Kyle and I drinking rum on International Talk Like a Pirate Day, and Burt got to the house just in time to assist. I should note that following three ketchup packets with Boulder's Cold Hop beer was a terrible idea, as it is

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-4000239887064913032008-09-19T08:00:00.000-04:002008-09-19T08:00:00.338-04:00

Well sprogs, today be International Talk Like a Pirate Day. You know what that means! Drinkin' too much rum, gropin' a few wenches, and spendin' quality time with me parrot...or be that gropin' parrots and spendin' quality time with me wench? Either way, I'll be too far into me rum ta notice. Prepare t' be boarded! Surrender yer booty! Blow me down!Arrrr, have a great weekend, me mateys!JT out.

JThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05856258824028239552noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20360932.post-2166457207238517132008-09-18T08:00:00.003-04:002008-09-18T11:39:59.186-04:00

I love independent music. I used to see a lot of local bands around town in dive bars. Unfortunately, with the advent of adulthood, this kind of fell by the wayside due to those annoying grown-up responsibilities: getting up in the morning, paying the car payment, the mortgage, and feeding the Korean boy we keep in the closet (by the way Kyle, I forgot to feed him this morning, if you get home

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