For a while now, I’ve been wanting to buy a Nintendo Wii. Well my friends, I now want one more than ever. Apparently besides helping you get your girl to play around in her underwear, the Wii Fit can help you get into shape, too. 
For the record, she’s doesn’t look like she needs to work out. But that’s a hard show to turn down.
-Dave Q.
It looks like the beast has finally been slain.
I can’t tell you how happy I am that Hillary has finally called it quits. I’ve been wanting to bring this up since I first heard it was going to happen last week, but I just wasn’t convinced. And even though her surrender came straight from the horse’s ass, er, I mean horse’s mouth, I still can’t help but feel it isn’t over. Think back to those ’80s horror movies and how you would think the monster was dead, but it would keep coming back. Hillary is that monster.
Anyway, here’s hoping that whatever happens in November is what is best for the country. And here’s to hoping Barack Obama doesn’t do something idiotic, like pick that bitch as his running mate.
And here’s hoping a bored Bill Clinton doesn’t pay a visit to your daughter’s prom.
-Dave Q.
The worst part about taking time off to go out of town somewhere is that whenever I get back home, it takes me a few days to get back in the groove. Like I usually don’t really unpack all my stuff right when I get home. That is usually what I’m pretty bad about. Probably because I’m not a fan of doing laundry and that is exactly where all the stuff in my luggage would go to. Then I have to go through all my mail and pay bills. Something else I don’t want to do.
Also I am having to catch up with what’s what at work. Catch up on emails. See how the Braves and Spurs are doing. Hell, catch up on blogging! I haven’t been doing much of this stuff lately. May has been a busy month. I will be more diligent in my efforts about this. I wish I could blog more about my trip, but it really wasn’t exciting in the least bit. Nothing to write home about. Know what I mean?
But damn it’s good to be home. It’s good to sleep in my own bed. Good to see my family. Good to see my friends. Good to see my dogs (they barely recognized me). It’s just good to be home. That being said, I am going to be hitting the road again soon. So I am going to enjoy some down home time with some passion!
There’s no place like home.
-Dave Q.
I have been really bad about blogging lately. And I know my loyal readers (Max and Murphy) are pretty upset at the lack of material posted. So I apologize. I blame it all on traveling. You see, I’ve been on the move quite a bit lately.
Right now I am in Orlando for work. Mickey Mouse land. And it has pretty much sucked. I am working at a hotel and convention center on Disney property. Yet, my first visit here has been less than “magical”. Lots of work. Little sleep. Muggy weather. Mediocre food. But I did see Donald Duck perform a wedding ceremony. No joke. Cool and disturbing at the same time.
But you know what? It’s all worth it, especially when the Spurs pull off a Game 7 upset victory!! As tired as I have been, that win last night completely recharged my batteries. So things are looking up. Not to mention another day here is another day closer to getting back to San Antonio.
Right now things are much slower for us. Proof being my buddy just got mad at me because I didn’t continue playing his game on his laptop when he got called away, resulting in his pirate ship getting destroyed by an armada. Thanks for that, www.flash-game.net.
Can’t wait to get back home. Sleep in my own bed. Eat my roommates food.
-Dave Q.
When I found this, I thought it was kind of weird. But who else would you rather have a staring contest with? Dick Cheney??
-Dave Q.
Wow. These days I haven’t been feeling so hot. I have a list of nagging injuries that won’t go away. Kind of feel like I was in a car accident. I hope I didn’t jinx myself by thinking that. Anyway, let me run down the list for you…
- Bum right shoulder (which I continue to aggravate by playing softball)
- Gimpy right ankle (the one that I sprained back in ‘05 and never let heal right)
- Pinched nerve in my neck (I’m not a doctor, but I’ve heard people described pinched nerves before)
- Sore lower back
- Achy knees
- Bruised chest (another one from softball when I forgot I had a mitt on to catch the damn ball)
So with all that, I think it’s enough to say “I’m hurtin’!”. And to add insult to injury (get it?), I am not sleeping very well, either. Everytime I roll over, I wake up from the pain from my neck and shoulder. Yeah, it sucks.
After a closer analysis, I realize that almost everywhere I have pain is on the right side of my body. Which means half of me is ok, while the other half is in agony. And of course this makes me half the man I used to be. Ok, enough whining. Let’s get on with the healing.
And don’t tell me to take some medicine. I’ve been popping ibuprofen like they were skittles. I am probably immune to Advil now.
-Dave Q.
I got the following text from my good friend Nick:
Nicholas Abel Zuniga
DOB 4-29-08, 12:37pm
6lbs, 11oz., 19″.
Mother and child are doing well. Dad is a bit giddy. You see folks, this is Nick’s first child. And I know through the years I’ve given him crap about various things that he does that are flat out wrong. Like his fantasy football picks. And the fact that he idolizes Ricky Martin. Not cool, man. But if there is one thing I have no doubt he will excel at, is being a father. So congrats Nick. I have no doubt you will handle fatherhood with grace. Well, at least more grace than your jump shot. And that won’t be too hard to do.
-Dave Q.
This is my friend Jen. She emailed me this pic of her. Check out that right eye. Ouch! And check it out a different pic here. That’s a pretty good shiner. Ironically, she is from Shiner, TX. And therefore bleeds Shiner beer. Weird.
Now I can only imagine what happened to her since I did not get an exact description of events that led to this. And trust me, I can imagine a lot. So here it is. My Top Ten possibilities on how Jen got a black eye:
- Face planted while skateboarding.
- Let her guard down while boxing a kangaroo.
- Wore Obama gear at a Hillary rally.
- Tried to take candy away from her 1st graders.
- Attempted to act out a seen from the second Jack Ass movie.
- Someone told her chicks with black eyes are sexy.
- Got in the way of a football pass, Marsha Brady style.
- Bar fight with soccer hooligans.
- Walked into wall.
- She plays softball, so…… she probably talked too much trash after a game.
These are just theories. We will probably never, ever know the truth about what happened to Jen. I am pretty sure it’s one of the above (leaning towards kangaroo). But if there is a realistic scenario I haven’t considered, please let me know.
And yes, I’ve thought about straight up asking her what happened. But judging by the beating she took, she probably has no recollection of the past couple of weeks. Poor girl.
-Dave Q.
