August 7, 2009

really, crystal?

  • CrystalLeigh3982 (4__21__51 PM): Hey. Do you have a phone number for Rattey? The one on the spreadsheet's wrong.
  • drfutchi (4__22__56 PM): 813 867 5309
  • CrystalLeigh3982 (4__23__07 PM): Thank you!
  • drfutchi (4__23__23 PM): really, crystal?
  • drfutchi (4__23__35 PM): sing those last 7 digits
  • CrystalLeigh3982 (4__23__49 PM): Oh dear lord norman!
  • drfutchi (4__24__06 PM): sucka
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August 6, 2009
I was on TV last night!

I was on TV last night!

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January 27, 2009
“ If you think you want to blog for a living, you must be able to answer two questions: Where will the audience come from? And where will the money come from? Then you need to face a brutal reality: at best your blog will generate a penny per page view; you’ll be lucky to get half that in the beginning.
Tom Mangan, who works nights as a copy editor and page designer at the Mercury News and blogs everyday in hopes of developing a significant supplemental income stream.Read more
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I’ve been following joesportsfan.com for several years now and am thrilled to see that they’ve recently produced some solid original video content.  Bigups to J Bacott on his softball guy performance - though he isn’t much different from that in real life.

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December 10, 2008

A typical marshall barrett story: Stewart's Gas in Troy, NY

  • fidget3600: my dad was down at the apartments cleaning
  • fidget3600: and my mom said she was going to stop there after work so that he could buy gas for her cause she didnt have any money
  • fidget3600: so the gas pump wasnt allowing cards
  • fidget3600: so he filled it up and went inside
  • fidget3600: he handed them his card, they said their machine is down and they are only taking cash
  • fidget3600: he said he didn't have any cash, they said ok, you need to leave us your license and bring us cash by 11pm
  • fidget3600: he said well banks dont open till 9am tomorrow how am i suppose to get cash?
  • dr futchi: hahaha
  • fidget3600: they said go to an atm, he said i dont use atms
  • dr futchi: of course!
  • dr futchi: haha
  • fidget3600: they said well we are going to call the cops
  • fidget3600: he said fine call them
  • dr futchi: niceeee
  • fidget3600: so he went outside to tell my mom what was going on
  • fidget3600: she was so upset and said she would go cash a check at price chopper
  • fidget3600: price chopper would only let her cash $25
  • dr futchi: no way
  • fidget3600: yeah, i guess cause she cashed money there the day before
  • fidget3600: the total was 27.50
  • fidget3600: so at this point the cops are there waiting with my dad
  • dr futchi: oh boy
  • fidget3600: she pulls up and walks in with a puss on her face, she was madder than anything
  • fidget3600: she told them she would never do business with them again
  • dr futchi: oh i bet!
  • fidget3600: my dad found 2 bucks in his wallet
  • fidget3600: and my mom scrambled to find some change
  • fidget3600: then they left
  • dr futchi: what a mess
  • fidget3600: and my dad said there was a young kid that looked like he didn't have a cent, sitting and watching the whole thing
  • fidget3600: and tried to give my dad $30
  • fidget3600: which was pretty nice
  • dr futchi: thats nice
  • fidget3600: my dad turned it down
  • dr futchi: of course
  • fidget3600: i was just laughing so hard, wow
  • dr futchi: amazing
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October 22, 2008

Not Fair

  • ratbizzomb: christ... i love and hate the internet so much
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October 14, 2008
Ending up being the longest baseball game I’ve ever attended, the Tampa Bay Rays battled my beloved Boston Red Sox in an 11-inning duel to even-up the American League Championship Series at one game apiece.  A dear friend of mine (with whom I have attended many a Sox games at Fenway) dropped in from Tuscaloosa, Ala. to join in the ruckus of stadium antics.  Bridget and Andre came along as well, only to witness one visiting-team-act-of-discrimination after the next.  We stood our ground and ultimately won the respect of Rays Bandwagoneers, but not without a handful of toe-to-toe faceoffs with some of the worst baseball fans ever.NOTE - This set includes a few video posts, which is a first for my flickr account.

Ending up being the longest baseball game I’ve ever attended, the Tampa Bay Rays battled my beloved Boston Red Sox in an 11-inning duel to even-up the American League Championship Series at one game apiece.  A dear friend of mine (with whom I have attended many a Sox games at Fenway) dropped in from Tuscaloosa, Ala. to join in the ruckus of stadium antics.  Bridget and Andre came along as well, only to witness one visiting-team-act-of-discrimination after the next.  We stood our ground and ultimately won the respect of Rays Bandwagoneers, but not without a handful of toe-to-toe faceoffs with some of the worst baseball fans ever.

NOTE - This set includes a few video posts, which is a first for my flickr account.

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October 3, 2008
CONGRATULATIONS, BYRONE AND BUBBY Although I don’t have any kids of my own, I’ve been around babies most of my life.  In fact, I have six nieces and a nephew.  Hell, I’ve been an uncle since I was 8 years old.  But now that I’m getting older, my friends are actually starting to have kids as well, and baby making is becoming an inevitable part of us growing up.  And these babies are showing up day-after-day.  Literally. Naomi (left) and Briana both entered the world this week, arriving respectively on September 30 and October 1 to two guys I consider to be my brothers - Brian (left) and new father Clint. As two of my nieces turned 1-year-old in August (ALSO one day ofter the other), this back-to-back baby business is a little freaky.  But really, I should welcome coincidences like these in my life because it gives me interesting subjects to write about.

CONGRATULATIONS, BYRONE AND BUBBY

Although I don’t have any kids of my own, I’ve been around babies most of my life.  In fact, I have six nieces and a nephew.  Hell, I’ve been an uncle since I was 8 years old.  But now that I’m getting older, my friends are actually starting to have kids as well, and baby making is becoming an inevitable part of us growing up.  And these babies are showing up day-after-day.  Literally.

Naomi (left) and Briana both entered the world this week, arriving respectively on September 30 and October 1 to two guys I consider to be my brothers - Brian (left) and new father Clint.

As two of my nieces turned 1-year-old in August (ALSO one day ofter the other), this back-to-back baby business is a little freaky.  But really, I should welcome coincidences like these in my life because it gives me interesting subjects to write about.

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August 15, 2008
Having inadvertantly captured a full-on poopy diaper check, I decided this otherwise unassuming karaoke photo wasn’t going to hit the cutting-room floor. More images from this event in the Fraturday flickr set.

Having inadvertantly captured a full-on poopy diaper check, I decided this otherwise unassuming karaoke photo wasn’t going to hit the cutting-room floor.

More images from this event in the Fraturday flickr set.

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July 16, 2008
My best friend (and subsequently the biggest fan of the underscore) Brian - aka Byrone - used to actually rock a mullet rivaling the one I photomorphed him into here. Original background image Original inset image

My best friend (and subsequently the biggest fan of the underscore) Brian - aka Byrone - used to actually rock a mullet rivaling the one I photomorphed him into here.

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Original inset image

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