Sunday, February 1, 2009

Overkill? I think not.

Todays world is full of extras. Everyone wants more, whether they need it or not. We can double our fries and soda for a measly 39 cents. Car companies offer an LX, an EX, and an ELX option package… for those of us who can’t crank our own windows up, stick an actual key in a door, and need vibrating seat warmers that massage us while we drive. When I go to Albertsons to buy a ninety five cent pack of gum, I know I won’t leave without a 14 inch receipt with special offers, promo codes, some coupons, and a survey request. I can almost guarantee that if you pull out your wallet you’ll find at least 2 visa cards, an American express and some special edition new york yankees mastercard that you had to have. 

Just the other day while waiting at a stoplight an old man with a walker passed in front of me. His deluxe walker not only had a carrying bag but sported dual handbrakes. Overkill? Maybe. 

Costco sells 100 packs of condoms for $20. Motorcycles can exceed 200 miles per hour. Little caesars sells an entire pizza for $5. The newest cell phones can make calls, take pictures, play music, read this blog, get turn by turn directions and send emails anytime, anywhere(unless you’re still on the crappy sprint network). You can’t buy a DVD anymore that doesn’t come in a three disk special edition unrated and uncut set, with thirty five hours of bonus footage. Computers have 500GB of memory, enough to store every movie and every song that you’ve ever heard. More more more more more. 

What do I think about all this? I dig it. Give me more. Let me make a 20 minute long distance phonecall for 99 cents. Let me view CSPAN in high definition. Let my television automatically record all the Seinfield episodes that ever aired so that I always have something to watch. Let netflix send me the entire 15 season set of stargate one disk at a time. And when the time comes, let me buy a walker with dual lever action handbrakes… because I just never know when that handicap access ramp is going to launch me into a 2, maybe 3 mile-per-hour sprint that a single handbrake just wouldn’t be able to handle all on its own.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Peter is going green

When I say green I am not talking about the racial profile of the indigenous muhakaka people of far southeast Africa who feed purely in lettuce and watermelon-outer-shells.


Nope, I am talking about pure, long lasting, tree hugging, hemp wearing, pot smoking, Volkswagen driving green. The kind of green you wake up in the morning, step outside onto the back porch wearing only a crotch-high navy blue robe (untied), light up a corn cob pipe, and exhale that sweet, sweet tobacco into. That's right people I'm talking about the environment.


I know what your thinking and no, I'm not going to go out and buy a fuel efficient Prius or trade in my truck for a single cylinder, 4 horsepower Vespa. In fact I personally am not going to do a single thing that will compromise my quite comfortable lifestyle. Instead my service to the world, to our future, to our children, and their children is to give you some helpful hints that will not only improve the quality of the air we breath in, but it will improve your luck with the ladies (or gentlemen at that) and your overall outlook on life.


Lets go ahead and start with the first order of business... Water. America alone uses the same amount of water every morning between the hours of 4 AM and 8 AM to take showers in as the whole country of china drinks in 7 years! That's right, while you scrub away that morning drool and gurgle away the A.M. flem, China is sucking sweat covered wifebeaters from a hard days work just to replenish some of the H2O lost that day. Not only is water expensive to make, but the harmful environmental gasses that it produces eat away at the ozone layer faster than my brother David would a box of ho-ho’s during a pre-game show. Our fathers did not take daily showers, Our fathers fathers didn't even have running hot water, and out fathers grandfathers never even had the luxury of water in general... the fact is: we're getting greedy. What's with all the cleanliness? What, are you all clean room workers in top secret labs toiling away every day trying to find the cure for homosexuality or what? Relax, sleep in, skip that morning spray off. It is not necessary. On the first day God created the world. On the seventh day God took a shower. Come on now, we take 7 times as many showers as GOD himself and he created everything! Don't you think it's a little bit greedy? ...just a little?

Deodorant. Come on now. It is a well known fact that deodorant is the largest scam in history next to 1-900 numbers and "no child left behind". We all buy it, we all apply it, and we all compliment each other on the scent that it emits. We are all brainwashed. Science has done numerous studies. By numerous I mean at least six, most of which concluded that human body odor is the best Aphrodesiac in the world. Look at Matthew McConaughey. He's sexy, I’ll be the first to admit it. He gave up deodorant in the 7th grade and where has it landed him? Cha Ching! That's right folks, it’s landed him in the money, starring in numerous box-office hits and under the sheets with sexy Brazilian supermodels. You will be too if you can drop this disgusting habit of covering up the best smell the olfactory sense can possibly experience. If I have not yet convinced you let me hit you with some cold hard truths. The deodorant you buy is most likely made in a scent factory located deep in the heart of the Peruvian rainforest. The Scentologists extract the rock DEO from the ground, from there it is crushed up and made into "old spice" or "speed stick" or "dove for her". After production the sticks are shipped 45,000 miles to a store near you (give or take). Not only does the production of deodorant cause green house gasses to be emitted into the air, fossil fuels to be burned, and our limited supply of DEO to be deteriorated for your personal comfort, but it kills! Although it may seem rather inexpensive for you to purchase consider that scentologists have a 68% mortality rate while extracting the rock from the earth. That's over 83,000 people dead each year just so you can impress a date, or not lose a promotion. You people make me sick.


My third and final piece of advice is to stop talking. In these recent years of email correspondence and Instant Message, along with one of if not the best invention since the ketchup packet: Text Messaging, there is less and less reason for people to actually talk. Talking is boring and tiresome. A "good" conversation can take up to 3 hours and all that breathing in and breathing out, laughing and crying, yelling and whispering... it takes a toll on your body and the environment. It needs to stop. Fact: The average American emits 132.5% more carbon emission into the earth’s atmosphere daily than a diesel V8 engine running at idle speed for the same 24-hour period. That's right, the problem isn't cars, the problem is you! They say a picture says 1000 words, well folks, lets let our camera's do the talking. Next time an Asian tourist couple taps ever so lightly on your shoulder and asks "you take piksha?" your response should be a simple thumbs up and a few clicks of the camera. In fact, try and take better pictures that say 1500 words and we will be that much closer to a cleaner environment.

There you have it. Three surefire ways to save what is left of this beaten and downtrodden atmosphere of ours, and remember: United we stand, divided we fall.

Stay classy

-Pete

Sunday, April 27, 2008

The positive effects of Terrorism

Wow, this title alone may be enough evidence for the Federal Government to burst into my house, tear up my room looking for terrorist bombs and what not, and unfortunately find my ungodly stash of trail mix before they even bother to read on. Just a forewarning if this post is published in an incomplete form you will know that they are here. And if my post is published in it's incomplete form and i am killed, your first suspect to investigate must be my brother David's new sugar hating, rootbeer gagging, speedo loathing girlfriend who I have a sneaking suspision is a terrorist.

As for the title statement I sincerely believe that this terrorism thing, this "war on terror" is not completely bad. Terrorism has brought Americans together and in the wake of this unifying hurricane of Americanism three glorious phrases have emerged. Phrases that in any other time in history would be not necessarily frowned upon but at the very least brushed off to the side maybe not given a second thought. Three powerful, rage provoking phrases that have been printed on bumper stickers and repeated in numerous fury fueled anti-terrorism conversations. Three phrases that can essentially be the correct answer to ANY question that is ever asked to you that you do not exactly want to answer truthfully.

First off there is the bumper sticker favorite phrase: "These colors don't run" These colors obviously refering to the red white and blue on the american flag. This phrase is Americas way of saying "Bring it on bitches, my WMD's are bigger than yours are, and I'll prove it if I need to!"

Secondly is good motivational, teamwork building phrase: "United we stand, divided we fall" Apart from being a popular fireman window sticker this phrase makes us all want to be a part of the united group... even if you don't want to admit it.

And thirdly, my personal favorite phrase which I believe was coined by our very own president George W Bush (Arguably the most brilliant statement of this eight year term): "We don't negotiate with terrorists" (when saying this out loud be sure to pronounciate "negotiate" and "terrorists")

These magnificent phrases can be utilized to your advantage in almost ANY situation you encounter but in order for the desired effect to be reached, you MUST follow my step by step instructions listed below. To ignore them or stray from my carefully structured plan can spell disaster and can take you from a bonafide badass to being just another democrat idiot in mere miliseconds. The beauty of it all: a negetive rebuttel is simply unamerican and nobody wants to be unamerican. Do they? No, of course they don't.

Step 1: Wait for the question.
Step 2: Choose the correct phrase for the situation
Step 3: say "why? you wanna know why (reason here)? Because (insert phrase here)
Step 4: (this is vital) Storm off in a fit of rage.
Step 5: If you are questioned before the storm off simply point your index finger to the sky and yell "God bless America" then storm off.
Step 6: Once your out of sight give yourself a well deserved pat on the back because you my friend have just successfully used the rage that terrorism has brought to America to your advantage.

Examples:

Why? You wanna know why I didn't take out the trash yet? Because I don't negotiate with terrorists mom, THAT'S WHY!
True American response: Damn right we don't! Now go sit down and i'll make you some steak

Why? You wanna know why I forgot our anniversary honey? I forgot our anniversary because United we stand, but divided we fall! (you better storm off extra quick in this situation)
True American Response: Hell ya we do! Now get over here and give me some sugar!

Why? you wanna know why I was doing 65 in a school zone officer? I was doing a 65 in a school zone because these colors don't run! GOD BLESS AMERICA!
True American Response: You're damn right they don't kid, now go on and get out of here and make your country proud! (This is one of the few instances where you absolutely do not storm off)

You can thank me whenever.

Stay classy

-Pete

Monday, March 10, 2008

Peter's Proficient Perception

In my modest nineteen years, six months, and fourteen days of life I have come to two conclusions: I am hands down, positively and undeniably the smartest person alive, and everyone else in the world are idiots.

Now because of these simple yet accurate truths, I have decided to help the rest of you simpletons out by implementing a new segment into my blog entitled Peters Proficient Perception, in which I will explain everyday things in “layman’s terms” for the world to more easily understand. Feel free to ask me to explain anything and I’ll do my best to fit a more than adequate response into my busy blogging schedule.

My first order of business is to explain why most corporate automobile makers slogans suck.

Let me begin with Ford: “Built Ford Tough”
If a company is dumb enough to put their own name in the middle of their “validating” slogan than that should be grounds enough for you to stay away from their products. If that’s not enough then lets look at the root of the name shall we? The word “Ford”, if traced back to early anglo-saxon roots is actually defined as “a limbless woman of little or no worth”. When put directly into context with the slogan, “built a limbless woman of little or no worth tough”, I think we all can agree that Ford desperately needs to rethink their sales platform.

I think even the you can easily find fault in Chevy’s slogan, “Like a Rock”. I mean come on… what are rocks even good for? Rocks are hard, uncomfortable, and usually more of an annoyance than anything else. Have you ever camped out some place rocky where your air mattress deflated in the middle of the night and you woke up with soars all over your back because of rocks? Just last weekend I was driving my truck in the desert and a protruding rock proceeded to puncture not one but two of my tires in mere seconds. Rocks rolling down hills can destroy homes and did I mention my two flat tires? Yeah, rocks suck. The only rocks other than Pop Rocks that were any good were the ones that David used to kill Goliath, and even those were considered “stones”. Basically what Chevrolet is unintentionally saying here is that if you want a car that is uncomfortable, hard, and that will leave you feeling soar than go ahead and buy their truck.

And don’t even get me started with Toyota and Dodge. The Tundra’s slogan is, “The Truck that's changing it all”… could they be any more vague? And we all know “Grab life by the Horns” is obviously a sexual innuendo. They may as well stop beating around the bush and change their slogan to, “Size Matters”.

Stay classy

-Pete

Sunday, March 2, 2008

White House Wars

This being my first opportunity to be actively involved in the presidential appointment process, and seeing that this years race lacks any obvious choices to aid in my decision making process (ie. White, middle-aged, Christian, men), I am having a difficult time deciding whose chad I will punch on Election Day. My first choice (also the most logical no-brainer) would be to cast my vote for Chuck Norris, but he for some unknown reason decided not to run. This unfortunate piece of news leaves me with few choices: Barack Hussein Obama, Ralph Nadar, and Hillary Rodham Clinton. (I only use Hillary’s middle name because initially I thought it was only fair to B Hussein, and then I realized it is a ridiculous name and not writing it would be a mistake) The reason I left McCain out is because chances are he will die before election day. So with three candidates in the running and no obvious choices, I have come up with a series of contests that, if performed, would decide once and for all who is the most qualified to run the greatest country in the world.

The first will be a test of strength, courage, and will. The three Candidates will fight each other in a battle royal on the online World of Warcraft. The player with the most life left at the end of the eight-hour session will be victorious. (Coincidentally, an inside source tells me that B Hussein is a level 70 night elf hunter and will most likely have the upper hand in this competition.)

In the second friendly competition, each contestant will have to choose a song from the 70’s to perform, live, in front of all of America. America will then text their choice to 1-800-presi01 and the winner will be announced live on broadcast television the following week. (It is a little known fact that Nadar is the lead singer in his mariachi band who call themselves “Greeners and Beaners”. He definitely has the experience to pull ahead in this portion of competition.)

The third and final test will challenge these candidates to their very core. America will have a hotdog eating contest in which the three candidates will have three minutes to down as many wieners as they possibly can. (On a side note, you may not know that Hillary can actually unhook her jaw and drop food down her throat like a laundry chute. She may very well excel in this competition.)

So there we have it folks, the perfect equation that will determine the best candidate of the three to lead our country through the next four years. Can you think of a better way? …I didn’t think so.

Stay classy

-Pete

Thursday, February 28, 2008

My Modest Proposal

It is estimated that Americas down an estimated four hundred eighty five million, seven hundred twenty seven, three hundred and eight double cheeseburgers, super sized fries, and extra large Coke’s daily. This makes for an even worse problem, obesity. Obesity is an ever-growing dilemma among people all across this great nation. Not only are these fat people visually unappealing, they are slowly yet steadily becoming the majority. The strain put on these people's hearts and bodies daily is enough to send them to an early grave. Due to Americans dieting routines (see davidkeithly.blogspot.com and do the exact opposite of everything he tells you, except for freezing hoho’s… that’s brilliant), not only are their waistlines increasing, their hearts are failing them. Since 1995 the heart attack rate has quadrupled! Why is this? Because in 1995 the value menu was introduced among fast food restaurants nationwide, making fast food not only incredible unhealthy for people, but extremely cheap, allowing them to eat more for less.
This growing problem of obesity must be stopped. Being obese must become illegal. The solution I have come up with is both logical and effective. A skeptic may ask how can the Federal Government determine obesity? A person's fat content is measured by their BMI or "body mass index." When age, height and weight are plugged into a simple calculator, a person's BMI can be determined. The results are put into a table that shows if they are underweight, normal weight, heavy or obese. This tool is key in my plan of solving the obesity problem.
As with any other law, there must be legal ramifications. If one speeds in his automobile and is caught, he must pay the consequence. Much like this idea, if a person is obese (according to the BMI) he must pay the consequence and be sent to a government correctional facility specializing in weight loss and personal fitness. He must remain there until he is in good enough shape to leave and return back to "civilized" society.
Violators can be caught in many obvious places such as warehouse stores (Costco, Sam's Club) grocery stores, fast food restaurants, as well as many other places such as malls, airports, sports arenas, "big and tall" stores, Krispy Kreme shops, drive thru’s, "The Wider Side of Sears" and while driving in their cars. Good citizens may also turn them in. When caught, the violator receives a ticket with a date on it stating the time they much report to the designated obesity center. The ticket usually allows 4-6 weeks to prepare for the obesity center, settle family affairs, and allow employers to find temporary replacement for the violator.
Once in the facility a very strict diet is followed. Violators can choose from one of two diets: the "quick" diet, which is the fastest way to reach your designated BMI, and the Atkins friendly diet, which takes a bit longer, but also works. The "quick" diet involves 6 meals per day. These meals will be approximately 8 oz. each and will be composed of only the bare necessities of living, such as carbohydrates, proteins, fats, vitamins and minerals. The Atkins diet will follow the book by doctor Atkin , but these high protein meals will consist of only 6 oz of food per meal (there are also 6 per day).
The center also has a fully equipped gym with cardio machines, weights, swimming pools, running track, and racquetball court. Violators will be expected to exercise a minimum of 9 hours per day and sleep 8 hours per day. Any "free time" will be spent in individual cells so as to motivate violators to exercise more. The only appropriate television must be "Bo flex" and "Body by Jake" infomercials, as well as "Richard Simmons 'Sweating to the Oldies'". For women, yoga and Pilates are also acceptable television programs.
Under no circumstances will violators be allowed to leave the premises of the compound. This will give additional motivation to violators to reach their BMI goal. One visitor per week per violator should be allowed. All visitors will be searched for any edible substance upon arrival. For each additional 10 minutes with a visitor, an additional hour of exercise is added to the 9 hours. And just to help speed up the process, conjugal visits are not allowed.
No set sentence is given to obesity violators. The very minute a violators reach their right body mass index, they are free to leave and continue with their lives. No fee is due to the government, and each person who leaves will feel a great sense of accomplishment.
Not only will the obesity centers cut down and eventually eliminate obesity, they will provide other benefits. Healthcare costs will plummet, because thin people don't get sick nearly as much as fat people, and when non-obese people fall, they don't usually get as hurt as their obese counterparts.
Along with dropping healthcare costs, America would win more Olympic events, because a greater number of athletes could compete for spots. Also, elevators would be able to hold more people; toilets and doorways wouldn't have to be modified for larger people, the production of 2XL and 3XL clothing would be stopped, saving material and allowing more regular sized tee shirts to be made to clothe the homeless, and restaurant stools wouldn't have to be triple reinforced.
Of course the slow-down and eventually closing of businesses who specialize in products for fat people would cause many to be out of jobs, the economy would bounce right back because of the growing number of fitness center workers. If all works out well, the brutality of the obesity centers would cause people to continue to work out and eat healthy. This would cause a definite increase in gym memberships across the country, giving numerous people jobs and helping the economy stay level.
Along with increasing gym memberships, food costs would go down. If the average person eats only as much as is recommended for a healthy lifestyle, both the demand and price for food would decrease. This lower demand for food would cause a surplus of that could be used to feed homeless and starving people, thus increasing the quality of life for the average American.
Not only would food be cheaper, taxes would decrease! There is a huge number of disabled people in America receiving money from the government. Where does this money come from? It comes from our pockets. Lots of these people receiving Social Security are morbidly obese and can't move from their super sized wheelchairs! When these people are sent to the obesity center, their lives will be changes in that they can physically move and get a job, thus lowering the cost of taxes going towards Social Security.
Obesity is an epidemic that must be controlled. My plan would eliminate the amount of fat people, thus improving the quality of life for Americans from now until forever. Eventually, after many, many generations, there will be no need for obesity centers because future generations will have learned the importance of living a healthy, happy, skinny life. It is the only solution.

Stay Classy

-Pete

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Pimpin' ain't eazy, but neither is being The Man

People think that it is an easy job being “The Man”, but they in fact have absolutely no idea what it is like. Being born an Irish-Scotch-Anglo-Franco-German-Kanuk(scotkeithly.blogspot.com), I stood absolutely no chance of escaping my inevitable future as “The Man”. The title alone is much more of a weight on my shoulders than you might think. I mean I can’t even begin to tell you how many times we have had to put up with ridiculous phrases such as “The Man is keeping me down” and “stick it to The Man”. Sure we did some bad things back in the day but it seems like we’re arguing over spilt milk here folks. Lets be honest with ourselves, if we (The Man) are really keeping anyone down would we really have implemented such ridiculous policies as affirmative action? Would we really let the movie companies market films like “White Chicks”? If The Man were TRUELY holding anyone down would we really allow “soul train” to stay on air after 38 years of whatever the hell they want to call it? The answer is simple: NO.

And come on people… why does everyone always want to stick it to us? As my brother, Scot, would say, “If we (the man) had as many coming out as going in, we’d look like a porcupine!” I realize that us “white (non Hispanic)” folk have a few bad apples: ie. John Wilkes Booth, Ryan Seacrest, Richard Simmons… But a lot of good has come from our type too: Chuck Norris supposedly counted to infinite twice and Lance Armstrong won seven Tour de France’s with only half his manhood… both amazing feats.

The plain and simple truth is people are making a larger deal over the whole oppression thing than we (the man) ever expected them to and I GUARANTEE if we had a time machine back in the early 1800's and could see the stuff we would eventually have to put up with today, I know for a fact we would have picked our own damn cotton…


-Pete