<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195</id><updated>2011-04-29T15:34:56.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Casey's Advent for Acerbating</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-113848974225365448</id><published>2006-01-28T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T16:41:23.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck your Nonviolence, id rather throw the molatev than do your bullshit sit in.</title><content type='html'>Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences&lt;br /&gt;you propably only did a month for minor offences&lt;br /&gt;ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance&lt;br /&gt;but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced&lt;br /&gt;dance forever with the devil on a code cell block&lt;br /&gt;but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock&lt;br /&gt;devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top&lt;br /&gt;there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-113848974225365448?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/113848974225365448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=113848974225365448' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113848974225365448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113848974225365448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2006/01/fuck-your-nonviolence-id-rather-throw.html' title='Fuck your Nonviolence, id rather throw the molatev than do your bullshit sit in.'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-113799108951406442</id><published>2006-01-22T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T17:53:08.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Times are changing</title><content type='html'>yea right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its been an interesting week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost $38 at the casino (KB, Philly Blunt, Ether, and jeremy went as the indestructible force of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TEAM IM GONNA GIT YOU SUCKA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a good week at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents and i fought about money (thank god for kacey becker...without me having the bright idea to go to applebees and have her as our server it wouldve been a terrifying discussion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was the "end" of the bad day. the beginning was in the debate room where tons of drama unfolded...and i mean tons. i hate our team 75% of the time. they are all morons minus a few. i drank when i got home from debate and before i went to eat with my parents....and i drank after...i went to james davis' house. and drank. tequila is still my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tribal casinos are now getting blamed in the abramoff case....it cant be the dude that stole $80 million from the tribes...its gotta be the tribes. YOU TOOK THEIR LAND YOU DICKHEADS SO FUCK OFF AND STOP TAKING THEIR MONEY. yea, the casinos arent the best thing in the world, and yes those that are on the reservation dont benefit from them. but its not like the government has done anything good for any of them in the last 500 years so i dont think the republicans have a moral high horse to say what is good for the casinos. bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;******NEWSFLASH FROM THE KING OF THE WORLD******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM STOPPING DRINKING! from now on i will be completely sober from alcohol...I REPENT FROM DRINKING IT IS BAD FOR ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you believe that statement youre not just naive....youre not just smokin crack....youre a fucking dumbass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good day sirs and ma'ams. i love you all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and tequila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-113799108951406442?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/113799108951406442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=113799108951406442' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113799108951406442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113799108951406442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2006/01/times-are-changing.html' title='Times are changing'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-113765127637531019</id><published>2006-01-18T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T22:14:36.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and the marriage, love and the marriage</title><content type='html'>they go together like a horse and carriage, this i tell you brother, you cant have one without the other, love and the marriage, love and the marriage. DUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i started my job as Al Bundy last tuesday. yes, i am partially in charge of the womens shoe department at Kohls, actually its all of shoes, but for glamour i say just women's. Its pretty sweet, i wake up at 5 am to get to work and work the morning shift putting out shoe freight. I am my own boss (i report to my managers obviously, but i have no immediate supervisors).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started three loves recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love 1 - tequila - my lord, tequila + salt + lime = magnificent. at the texas swing was my first experience with tequila shots (It was the connection of the Kansas university and UCO debate teams, via drinks). but i just had another, and im in love with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer to the only question this will pose - will your stopping the use of marijuana lead to an increase of drinking, thus exacerbating alcoholism? - the answer is probably not - ive got too busy a schedule. youre forgetting how good ive become in my schedule....p.s. its been a month since my last attendance problem at kohls, thus proving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love 2 - gambling - this is only temporary cuz i just got a shitload of money from the university and will end up saying no to it soon. but ive been twice in the last week and am up $165 since i started (it paid for my books). this friday is the third trip. wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love 3 - my new puppy - I was informed that i am totally allowed to keep shadow, my black lab puppy. phil and i dropped about a hundred bucks on the puppy last night for bowls and bones and frisbees and the like. its teething so its a fun gig to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a mount for my TV...it allows me to hook the TV to my wall, so it saves alot of space. fun times fun times. Ive gone on a buying binge since i got my last check. i love it. ive almost paid off my kohls charge. i did pay off my cox account. i paid off all the money i owed phil and am in credit to him for $600 in rent (meaning that i dont have to pay rent again till april 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times are great right now, ive never been more pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only bad thing...my window broke in the down position, so every morning ive been drivin to work in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im going to bed, later friends....well wait, i usually put a song on here somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your homey Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda&lt;br /&gt;I just whipped up a watch, tryin to get me a Rover&lt;br /&gt;Tryin to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir&lt;br /&gt;Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya&lt;br /&gt;But like, fifty-two cards when I'm, I'm through dealin&lt;br /&gt;Now fifty-two bars come it, now you feel 'em&lt;br /&gt;Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling&lt;br /&gt;In case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillin&lt;br /&gt;with a boss bitch of course S.C. on the sleeve&lt;br /&gt;At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen&lt;br /&gt;I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean&lt;br /&gt;No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feelin like a pimp nigga, go and brush your shouldersoff&lt;br /&gt;Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off&lt;br /&gt;Niggaz is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you&lt;br /&gt;Get, that, dirt off your shoulder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-113765127637531019?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/113765127637531019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=113765127637531019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113765127637531019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113765127637531019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2006/01/love-and-marriage-love-and-marriage.html' title='Love and the marriage, love and the marriage'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-113721917993060936</id><published>2006-01-13T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T16:45:33.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A falsity that soon devolves into "truth", or I got somethin' and it goes thumpin' like this</title><content type='html'>all you need is my uhn tiss, uhn tiss, uhn tiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an alethia of indifference evolves to a veritas of difference, The human condition can transform itself quickly without reason into something completely different. A polity of oppression can be transformed from a negative condition to a positive one. Can we change the entire nature of the Polity just by changing the way we view ourselves and the world around us? By rethinking the notion of "truth" can we resist the metaphysical desire and lack to control everything around us? Does it even matter if were successful? We've gone through over 2,000 years of imperialist decimation and seen sovereignty transform itself over 600 times to produce and reiterate its violence, so why the fuck are we so damned scared of trying something different. Between the suicidal terracide were on route to now and the legacy of genocide behind us i think its not too much to ask that we stop acting like dickheads (literally). The real question is do we as a society have the balls and ovaries to look the person in the mirror in the face and say "WE DESERVE BETTER!"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think so, but i really dont care, ill continue to think differently and attempt to recover myself, if the rest of society doesnt want to...well, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a lover I don't have to love&lt;br /&gt;I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk&lt;br /&gt;Where's the kid with the chemicals?&lt;br /&gt;I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full&lt;br /&gt;I need some meaning I can memorize&lt;br /&gt;The kind I have always seems to slip my mind&lt;br /&gt;But you but you&lt;br /&gt;You write such pretty words&lt;br /&gt;But life's no story book&lt;br /&gt;Love is an excuse to get hurt&lt;br /&gt;And to hurt "Do you like to hurt?"&lt;br /&gt;"I do! I do!"&lt;br /&gt;"Then hurt me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debate, ah debate, the love of my last seven years and next seven. So i went to texas for a week for two tournaments. I sware to god sometimes i perform like i cant ever be beaten, and then sometimes its like watching a twelve year old girl trying to shave her legs for the first time, its just painful and messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avery and I went 4-3 in prelims at North Texas, we were 1-3 after day one and had to win 3 straight debates to stay in it, and we did. We lost in Partial Double Octafinals on a 2-1...i hate losing. Technically this is still my freshman year in debate ( i didnt use eligibility my 2nd semester of my frosh year) so ive still got three years of debate left after this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At University of Texas at Dallas it was a much different story - I spoke much better at this tourney. We went 3-1 on first day and won our fourth round against the university of Texas. We lost to the 8th seed in the tourney in double octafinals also on a 2-1. We felt much better after that. Either way, were on the road searching for that second round bid to the NDT, I hope it works out, My god weve been working so much, my body is getting worn down. But, this is the home stretch and i gotta do it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got all my scholarships, im getting paid way too much to do this activity. I went to the casino tonight with phil and came out with $104 profit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classes are awesome, I have sportscasting (oh wow its awesome), Social Psychology, Economics on Social Issues, and Contemporary Political Issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched My Boss's Daughter with KB yesterday. It was the most random weird funny as hell movie ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a puppy, My family and i have a thing for abandoned abused things. After I got adopted over a dozen people (with abusive parental historys) lived with my parents and I, I shared my room with tons of people. And its breathing down into me, Phils grandpa had neighbors who had a cute black laborador puppy, they randomly left one day and didnt feed the dog for weeks, phils grandpa fed it for as long as he could but couldnt do it forever, so we went to perry and got the puppy and it is currently living with us. Its name is shadow, its a girl, every time i play with it I just keep singing 46 and 2 by tool, specifically the lines about "my shadow, my shadow, change is coming through my shadow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - apparently my blog is being viewed by more people than zero, so i have a reconciliation - Driving while under the influence of marijuana is not dangerous, in fact every experience i have had has increased concentration at the wheel, i will not do that anymore (im taking a break from the cheeba) but i just wanted to clarify to those who are scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see the pistons play the hornets , it was awesome, The pistons won by ten (96-86), Rip hamilton was awesome, it was a great experience, i got a ben wallace jersey out of the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ive been reading a lot, (and i mean alot) about native americans and native americana. I dont think i disagree with the statemetn that the United States is a bunch of fuckers who needs to be kicked off the continent and then the planet. I was adopted into a native family who was adopted into an irish family, I belong to the culture of the Irish, Apache, and Cherokee, and i couldnt be prouder of my heritage. I am physically white, but i am more than proud about what my grandparents and great grandparents taught me, and it really aggravates me as to what happened to their relatives (and the ones i was adopted into relation to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Casey says peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-113721917993060936?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/113721917993060936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=113721917993060936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113721917993060936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113721917993060936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2006/01/falsity-that-soon-devolves-into-truth.html' title='A falsity that soon devolves into &quot;truth&quot;, or I got somethin&apos; and it goes thumpin&apos; like this'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-113596674374554426</id><published>2005-12-30T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T16:46:42.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come quick, Take a look, hes got gigantic balls, and his money keeps flowing like niagra falls, we all know Jesus Saves, but A Casey Withdraws.</title><content type='html'>Back again for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 5:45 am this morning and went to work at Kohls, after an hour or so i realized that i woke up before the sun came up to come to this store and mark down the trashiest thongs you could ever see down to prices of around $3 so that even poor ugly women can have a chance to look trashy-sexy. I realized three seconds later that my life is definitely on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if your mad im on top, then wish me gone,&lt;br /&gt;if youre mad im on the road, then wish me home,&lt;br /&gt;and if youre mad that im right, punk wish me wrong&lt;br /&gt;but after your three wishes, Blow it out your Ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got intoxicated (THC) and went and saw "rumor has it" with Kevin Costner and Jennifer Aniston (i got a call at like ten oclock from KB and i offered ice cream, and then she wanted to see the movie, so i obliged...even tho i knew that i was going to be doing some rambling, whateva it worked out, whateva i do what i want), it was a good movie, i thoroughly enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quentin was the carver, for those of you who didnt know. Matt was forced to cut off the penis of a transvestite. great season finale for all you nip/tuck fans. by the way, that show is getting progressively more messed up as the days go bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that you have to have a physical deformity to work at walmart or shop there. i went to buy something for the house when the roommates were in utah and i swear i never saw so many ugly people in one setting, i couldve swore i just showed up on the day that you got a discount for missing teeth or mullets. Sometimes i think God rocks the ganja a little when thinking of creating folk and is just like "oh, yea dude, this one is going to come out looking like one of the keebler elves fucked Mothra"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of a keebler elf fucking mothra my roommates and amy went to utah for the week. I had the house to myself. some might take such an opportunity to throw lots of parties and have orgies. not me, i liked debate work and fantasy football., i did have two total get togethers but nothing too big. house isnt destroyed, so i did my job. got nolan tv poker and i got phil a back massager for christmas, they got me a big present and its in the mail, excited to see what it is, i imagine and inflatable hooker...that would be fitting for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the mean time i only got threatened by one person in the last few weeks, this guy at averys got a little mad at me when i told his sister that she didnt have any friends...and then kept telling her...and then told him she had no friends, and then told him he had no friends. how i didnt get into a fight is beyond me. he kept yellin and i just kept making fun of him. turned out he was discriminating. he hated all people who made fun of his erectile dysphunction on that particular evening, and that my friend is profiling, and profiling is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phil has drank the last two nights in a row, this is new for phil, this is usually just something i do, its nice to see hes having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you better pump your brakes and drive slow homie, drive slow homie, put your hazard lights on when you see them hoes, drive slow homie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my mark clayton, baltimore ravens jersey from my parents, #89 bitches, it is sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of oklahoma football, with two freshman wideouts the unranked Oklahoma sooners beat the #5 Oregon Ducks 17-14 in the Pacific Life Holiday Bowl with a fourth quarter interception by Senior Linebacker Clint Ingram. Also poking in a touchdown along the way was former Jenks HS running back Kejuan Jones (senior). Adrian Peterson was possessed in the third quarter, he was dragging the ducks defenders. it was ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Detroit Pistons Ladies and Gents are now at 9 straight wins with last nights victory over the Heat putting them at 24-3 overall. Excellent streak can easily push it to ten this week, we'll just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed, its A Casey and I'm hotter than Nevada&lt;br /&gt;Ready to break the steering column on your Impala&lt;br /&gt;If I get caught, bail out, po'-po' I tell them holla&lt;br /&gt;In court I never show up, like Austin Powers fa-zha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomly climbed the arbuckle mountains with ashleigh last week. it was pretty cool, the water was so clear and the sunset was gorgeous. it was almost as pleasing as the chili burger i had after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phils got another gift for me today im about to go see, Im pretty sure he bought another gun and were going to go fire it off at some skeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have dinner with jews but i dont talk to strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have debate later today (as usual) ive seriously managed to dedicate atleast 2 hours a day every day to debate (chrismas inclusive),  most of the time its been more (six hours minimums), and ive worked at kohls virtually every day (which on my breaks at kohls ive been doing debate work). im getting a little tired. i also dont want to ever hear that im not doing enough work for this team (which because i cant be there at 10:30 this morning due to them telling me i had to be there at that time as of LAST NIGHT i probably will hear that, fuck it, ive done this every day and double the hours of everyone on the team(minus james and linzo, if me being late to do soemthing with my roommate which i planned last week pisses them off, they can go fuck themselves. i work better alone anyways, when its the whole team in  one room its like watching a whole bunch of Chris Griffins trying to fuck a doorknob at the same time. sloppy, annoying, and it usually smells asstastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man, Fuck em if they cant take a joke"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i leave with a folk song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"smokin that weed, feelin fine,&lt;br /&gt;got me a forty and a fat ass dime&lt;br /&gt;ive been smokin that weed and im feeling fine&lt;br /&gt;i got me a forty and a fat ass dime."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-113596674374554426?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/113596674374554426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=113596674374554426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113596674374554426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113596674374554426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/12/come-quick-take-look-hes-got-gigantic.html' title='Come quick, Take a look, hes got gigantic balls, and his money keeps flowing like niagra falls, we all know Jesus Saves, but A Casey Withdraws.'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-113314631699179445</id><published>2005-11-27T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T18:51:57.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hey, theres a half-dead fat guy eating a dead fat guy upstairs...okay, so i guess were just looking the other way on this one arent we?" -stewie</title><content type='html'>A Casey is as sick as shit right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throat on fire, massive headache, no appetite. bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great thanksgiving weekend until the sickness hit. played football wednesday afternoon, only scored one touchdown myself. my team did win though. it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at both grandparents and had to go home early because i had to be at work at 4:30 friday morning. i conned 13 people into selling their souls to kohls (credit card applications).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, i dont feel well, im going to sleep. peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-113314631699179445?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/113314631699179445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=113314631699179445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113314631699179445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113314631699179445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-theres-half-dead-fat-guy-eating.html' title='&quot;Hey, theres a half-dead fat guy eating a dead fat guy upstairs...okay, so i guess were just looking the other way on this one arent we?&quot; -stewie'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-113254820054032016</id><published>2005-11-20T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T16:49:04.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Florida, Man just think somewhere in this state Jeb Bush is eating a puppy"</title><content type='html'>this has been a really weird weird week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think ive ever been so tripped out or confused as i have been this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been hard too though. ive gotten behind in classes because of debate and need good grades so ive had to bust my ass studying. However, i stilll need alot of money for rent and whatnot so ive had to take more hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my supervisor is still a jackass and were still fighting but that is inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, i had a funeral, then i had to go to North Carolina for a debate tournament at wake forest, then i had another funeral. it was real hard to deal with especially since small frustrating things kept happening to me like the hotel room getting cancelled and us running out of money. it just made it worse and worse. the people running my team friggin bother me sometimes. incompetence is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was uneventful until friday. i went to stillwater to judge a debate tournament and the weirdest things happened. i finished judging and went back to hang out at my boy Russell Fisher's with eicher, nobles, and Madison...sidebar- nobles was being a little bitch and didnt hang out with us for more than twenty minutes and then lied to get out of it and left us. real bitch move dude. -  it was great....kelly morris was there, we played in the church youth praise band together. i didnt ever think in a million years id be drinking and partaking in other activities with kelly morris. it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully this week will go better. or less confusing i guess...peace all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-AC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-113254820054032016?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/113254820054032016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=113254820054032016' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113254820054032016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113254820054032016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/11/florida-man-just-think-somewhere-in.html' title='&quot;Florida, Man just think somewhere in this state Jeb Bush is eating a puppy&quot;'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-113164626600964374</id><published>2005-11-10T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T10:11:06.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Aporia of Life, Survival, Love, Death, Jouissance, the meaning (value) of life.</title><content type='html'>An Derridean aporia is (in simplest terms) a moment of clarity or indecision, it is the suspension of action to force the action you are choosing to justify itself. For the Moment of Decision is Madness and thus sparks unforeseen consequences and irrationalities in the moment of decision. The way around this is that moment of Aporia. Aporia is key to understanding meaning of words or concepts, "Aporia is the very locus in which the political force of deconstruction is to be found" (Beardsworth 1996). To develop new meanings or discover inner meanings of words and concepts like say love or meaning of life we must take moments of aporia to allow for that locus of force to occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank God for grantin me this moment of clarity, This moment of honesty, The world'll feel my truths. Through my Hard Knock Life time, My Gift and The Curse, I gave you volume after volume of my work. So you can feel my truths" (Jay-z, Moment of Clarity, Black Album).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my moment of clarity and honesty - As i sit in the wake of knowing that two of the more powerful people in my life have passed away (my great grandfather Finis W. Smith [former senator and philanthropist who donated so much charity funds to Tulsa that at one point there were 7 different parks, schools, or buildings named after him. Until Frank Keating destroyed his reputation based on a grude ---btw - if frank keating or his relatives read this, my moment of aporia is deciding that your lives will be ten times worse than what he was able to do to my great-grandfather] and my great grandmother Holloway [possibly the sweetest lady ive ever met]) I begin to think about every aspect of life and why it is important or why it isnt. This is my moment of clarity and honesty, it will praise some things, it will make some happy, it will be another aspect of understanding for others, and it may offend some. These are all insecurities in life and they are inevitable - avoiding them doesnt make them go away and neither does doing things to make them go away, they must be embraced good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First insecurity - life and death - I've "learned" that no matter what you do good or bad in life, your death is inevitable. As is the death of others around you - mourning is a necessary component of that, but so is celebration. In true Irish wake style, not only will i remember the losses but i will celebrate them and celebrate that which i have. This is however, the skinniest of the issues. because life is just the process of dying in certain ways. The meaning of value and life is the determinant that will take more to flesh out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Insecurity - Jouissance - the defintion, as explained to me is the essence of pure enjoyment (in simplest terms) - There are many things that bring me pure enjoyment. the first to discuss is debate - the competitive activity of discussing and arguing with others. Im tired of being frustrated with debate, and im tired of hearing others be frustrated with debate. debate is a game to enjoy that allows you to express yourself. Im tired of hearing people complain about the state of the activity (i.e. the edebate wars on diversity, framework, or ethos.) This is the greatest activity on the planet and it sickens me to know so many people fight and scream over the specifics of whether they think someone is playing right or unfairly. Im tired of the louisville wars - and im tired of the comparisons of certain things in this to slavery. Yes, diversity should be increased - but alienating and polarizing communities while doing so is absurd. it is reversible though to those people who say that people should be excluded to those who dont do their view of debate. Youre all stupid, trivial, and annoying. embrace what you have and change it happily, enjoy what youre doing and quit acting like this activity is a damn burden. if it is, leave or find a way to change it that doesnt destroy the enjoyment of all others. if it is not, then enjoy it. The second is sports - ive never been happier with something than sports, its a fun activity, its strenuous while relaxing. fulfilling while heartbreaking. and people who either a.) make fun of it because they dont like playing or because they think its stupid can have that opinion but DO NOT tell me about it, because i could care less, i do enjoy it and will continue to enjoy it whether or not you do or not, all you do is decrease that moment of enjoyment for me. for those involved, enjoy it, it sickens me to know that people like terrell owens cant get along with others while doing these activities, youre spoiled and stupid for not doing it. The point is that you should enjoy what you do that makes you happy, that is the essence of life. quit being dumb and fretting about small things that make you unhappy and focus on that which makes you happy, be happy with yourself, that is the center of self esteem and enjoyment. it is the constant worrying that destroys happiness and self esteem. i give the examples of sports and debate, insert your own, and focus on enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third insecurity is love - I have no clue how to explain this because as ive always said its not something that human language is set to describe - the only thing i can really say on this issue is that you shouldnt bypass opportunities to find that. "Love is the ultimate act of revolution, disavowing all cares in the world and shrugging off all responsibilities for a connection" (crimethinc in 2001) If you find it, take it, if you dont, dont worry enjoy life. But there are people you love and you should do everything in your power to make sure they no that. this isnt just a boyfriend or girlfriend, this is a familiy member, a roommate, a friend, a co worker. The point is to make sure they dont go without knowing you love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth insecurity - the value and meaning of life - this is hard. because it is certainly something described by the life itself, we live a physical life once and its up to us to evaluate that and make it worth living. I find it very unfortunate that our system of government and economy prohibits true freedom (which is a prerequisite to meaning) it destroys me that twice now capitalism has disrupted my freedom to see loved ones. first was last summer when i was in the same town as my great grandfather but didnt have the money to get a cab to get to him. earlier this week, my bank messed with my account and my mom couldnt help me with money to get home to see her in my great grandfathers passing. being forced to stay at my home when i want to go see loved ones because of money isnt freedom, its a form of imprisonment. capitalism holds us in shackles. steal your lives back by resisting it. its hard for people to develop a meaning and value to life when we arent free to do what life beckons. were just waiting to die, we arent living, we are the undead. I will still do what i enjoy to grasp a moment of jouissance before i truly die, and along the way i will resist and fight this oppressive system which has facilitated more harm in the lives of people i know than anything else. Do we want life to be valued on what we have? things? or how we spent life and enjoyed it? that is a personal choice - however some arent even given the choice because of oppressive systems which must be opposed. I embrace this as an insecurity but still hope to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going home. i hope i discover more jouissance, love, and meaning to life. as i hope to you. but im tired of alot of this life - my aporia will hopefully allow the world to feel my truths. Ill do what i do. i do not know what im doing, do not know where im going, i have an idea, but not a set. i will discover that as i go. but i may not go. that is an embracement i must undertake to enjoy what i do while i have time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Michael-Don Casey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i understand that this is fairly thin. it will be that way till i return, i am not in one set moment of aporia, it is continual for this period in my life in which i will write more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-113164626600964374?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/113164626600964374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=113164626600964374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113164626600964374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113164626600964374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/11/aporia-of-life-survival-love-death.html' title='An Aporia of Life, Survival, Love, Death, Jouissance, the meaning (value) of life.'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-113052883460717661</id><published>2005-10-28T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T12:47:14.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you aint no punk holla We Want Prenup! We want PRENUP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's something that you need to have, Cause when she leave yo ass she gone leave with half&lt;br /&gt;18 years, 18 years, And on her 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;been a while since last post so lets get to this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;starting off my astros lost - really sucks they got swept and my roommates are laughing cuz they hated me watching the games constantly...sick bastards...all i can say with relief at the end of the day is that atleast it wasnt the red sox or yankees.....thank god...i used to like the white sox as a kid so its not so bad losing to them. on the other sport my bloody ravens are 2-4 and need a spark FAST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;now with the discussion of psychos - 1.) supervisor at work - were at odds i will probably end up getting fired for cursing at him or something ridiculous of that sort....som bitch. my now former debate partner and i "broke up" i didnt have prenup and she took half...the files. i dont care im just not a fan of the whole random screaming thing, it doesnt excite me...in a good way. remarkable turn of events im debating with avery henry. which is definitely not bad. i guess im having a decent year thus far...i went 3-5 at Georgia State (blah) but i won 3 of my 4 neg rounds so its not too bad. we got to semis at missouri st, then had a terrible showing dropping in 0cts at emporia. that was the end of jenn and i. *side note - i was 15th in the nation in negative side win records as of emporia - i was 8 of 10 putting my at 80% ranking me higher than some of the top teams like harvard, dartmouth etc....now i understand stats really do lie and quality wins werent as high - but its fun to say that i was in the top 15 in the nation at some point, let me bask in something damnit**, either way, avery and i went to KCKCC tourney the week after - i got 8th speaker and we dropped to kansas BL (good team) in semis, we drove ourselves with linzo and it was so long back and forth we all bought cd's and avery bought the new bloodhound gang cd which was alright the first time but asstastic the second time and third and pretty much all after. gotta break at both parts of the swing, U of Texas and the Heart to get a second round...hope and pray. because of the split i dont get to go to wake forest and debate but i am allowed to go and party....interesting trade off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;im not going to lie - i really havent done a damn thing but work on debate recently and i have nothing interesting to say. but i have a week or two to slow down so its off to the booze bitches - happy halloween.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-113052883460717661?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/113052883460717661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=113052883460717661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113052883460717661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/113052883460717661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-you-aint-no-punk-holla-we-want.html' title='If you aint no punk holla We Want Prenup! We want PRENUP!'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-112595865330310526</id><published>2005-09-05T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T15:17:33.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish em/what im thankful for this week</title><content type='html'>this is the above title...for the rest of this blog however the word "fish" will be replaced by the word "fuck" i.e. instead of "man i really want to fish that girl in the ear" im now saying "man i really want to fuck that girl in the ear", hope we all caught on. fish = fuck. but dont fuck fish, he sucked off madison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;essentially the remainder of my time will be spent telling things or people of this world to fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - realists - fuck off you scumbag assholes. basing a world system off of violent competition between states is the best form of international politics you cum guzzling douche bags could come up with? ask the third world if this whole "equality" thing is playing out for them, yes all equal unless you dont live in a country with some goddamn nuclear warheads....minus the swedes germans and japanese...but speakin of those asshole they can suck my nuts for suckin the rest of you overdeveloped dildos off in hopes of being a lamprey to your goddamn nuclear umbrellas. not that they really had a choice or anything but either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd - anyone who says im an alcoholic - you go to hell and you die - just because my BAC is sky high right now isnt indicative of an alcoholism issue its indicative of the fact that its fuckin labor day you pompous self righteous pricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd - pro-war right wingers - im fuckin tired of this shit, if i have to put up with the fact that thousands of americans have died in iraq or even the fact that hundreds of thousands of iraqis have been cascaded with bombs because of you  assholes i atleast want some cheap fuckin gas. this 3 dollar a gallon shit aint worth the genocide even to you spineless rat bastards...how many  more brown people have to die before i can get gas back at a buck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th - certain ex friends and lovers - (you know who) - youre a backstabbing cum dumpster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th - anyone else who mentions the words "OU" and "loss" anywhere near me - like your fuckin teams will get to two straight championships. fuck the rebuild, were going to win atleast 9 games this year (bowl inclusive).&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thankful for the following things this week -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mommy getting me a credit card so i could buy school books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nip/tuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kohls sale on memory foam pads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butterscotchs schnopps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only good thing that came of the hurricane - not having to hearing about lost people in aruba&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;so my cousin cody is in new orleans on a helicopter dropping into the water right now pulling people out. as many of you may know im not the hugest fan of military expeditions or imperial anything, but i am a huge fan of the soldiers, always have been, always will be, its the panoptic eye that they serve that i refuse. god bless to all that are there and good luck to my cousin hope he is alright. ill drink a cold one for ya buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i honestly think that this is a wakeup call to the free world - the site in louisiana for americans is alot of what the rest of the world deals with on a daily basis, it really sucks but this is a glimpse into the third world - we all sent money to the tsunami victims but we didnt know what it meant we just sent a little aid to the hundreds of thousands of refugees, people whose lives were changed forever. unfortunately this is what happens everyday that we dont deal with - everyday massacres ensue in the name of oil in Sudan, a genocide is in function. those displaced in lousiana have no idea what that is like, and neither do we. we now have the experience of seeing a glimpse of the tragedy of life everyday but the truth is that in 2 months aid will have been sent and all will commense to regularity to a degree. but regularity to some isnt the hustle of everyday american life, to some its avoiding mobs of soldiers hell bent of extermination. even in america race is consolidated so bad that pollution is able to target racism - the people in those areas are in the eye of the hurricane every day, but what aid is sent to them? no child left behind? What aid is sent to certain prisoners being held in guantanamo despite innocence? what regularity do they have? the camp? biopolitics controls the rest of the globe, but our sovereign is just better at protecting the richer parts of us by excluding populations of the other. nature's devastation is small insight into the devastation at hand by the first world. the indigenous peoples of america didnt get a hurrican where they are, they got nuclear testing and dumpings, something most rich white americans wouldnt even dream of letting their kids in the same county with much less being forced to live with it in your back yard. this is the wake up call - the devastation at new orleans is a glimpse of the devastation that occurs constantly because of the biopolitical will of the sovereign. nature is inevitable - extinction via biopower isnt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-112595865330310526?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/112595865330310526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=112595865330310526' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/112595865330310526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/112595865330310526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/09/fish-emwhat-im-thankful-for-this-week.html' title='Fish em/what im thankful for this week'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-112407083558102899</id><published>2005-08-14T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T18:53:55.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The China Pee'd on my Rug Man</title><content type='html'>Well, this has certainly been an interesting 2 weeks. For all you who didnt know i just spent two weeks in the exceptionally hot Tempe, Arizona at debate camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was actually quite fun i was in a lab of ten people we had one staff and two fellows in charge of us. it was actually quite fun, i learned alot and got alot done. i had some pretty cool people in my lab with me, my two boys from wake forest, zach olson, the girls from westpoint and cal poly slo and then the gonzaga folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it sounds weird for me to be like "i liked it becasue there was big name people there that i got to hang out with" but thats just true, there were big debaters from harvard, kansas, michigan state, wake forest, and a whole bunch of other schools and it was great getting to hang out with them, i went to a baseball game with the coach at berkeley and all the fellows from harvard and whitman and michigan state and wyoming. it was definitely a fun experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so there was a tournament and of course im horribly competitive and hate losing. I got a speaker award at the tournament (5th), i got the lab award for hardest worker, and got the award for the top 7th team. i did the math, i illegitmately lost my last round (we were winning hands down and my partner said the word "retarded" in her speech and the other team said that was demonizing and we lost even tho i didnt say anything and apologized for her etc etc whatever) but we would have been 6-2 at that point and would have gotten second place at the tournament. that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, i got drunk that night and ending up getting "myself" hurt, its painful, ill leave it at that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im home now glad to be back in the land of the red man&lt;br /&gt;-acasey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-112407083558102899?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/112407083558102899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=112407083558102899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/112407083558102899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/112407083558102899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/08/china-peed-on-my-rug-man.html' title='The China Pee&apos;d on my Rug Man'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-112285463212265107</id><published>2005-07-31T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T17:03:52.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY NAME IS....SHAKEZILLA THE MIKE-RULA, THE OLD SCHOOLA</title><content type='html'>COUNTDOWN TO INITIATION. NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, tomorrow morning, 5 am, my ass will awaken (possibly with a hangover) and get on a plane heading to PHOENIX. by the way, the suns lost to the spurs in 6, we pushed it to 7. pistons &gt; suns. Ill be at nerd camp for two weeks, yes debate camp here i come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets recap past events, before last night i went on a damn no-sleep run. i slept 3 hours out of 50, the rest was debate work, i did finish my file, 300 pages of summer work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had a weird date experience, i went to pei wei with a girl from work, real nice girl nothing wrong with her at all. either way, she made fun of me most of the date, turned out the night before at a small party i through i got REAL drunk and was being hit on quite heavily by our big tall african american friend henry. but im gone and dont notice, either way, she makes fun of me and goes "so are you taking out me or henry tomorrow" i didnt get the joke, until the next day when i was informed i was being hit on...pretty funny, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacy, Amy, and I all went to teach at cameron's camp. long story short, it blew. Stacy and I got drunk twice that week, one was after three, count em three, days of no drinking, and we went back to edmond and refueled our needs for alcohol, drugs, and sex. funny stuff. Stacy and I also left at some point during the tournament and got drunk in a hobby lobby parking lot. it was a hoot. me and her should never date ever again. we should just be consistent drinking buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to a party with friends earlier that week and got in a text fight with my ex melissa, either way, this may sound bad to some but its damn funny to me, the fight ended when i said i was going to pawn the watch she gave me for graduation for beer and coke. either way, we eventually made up, and whatever. funny tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate, and i mean, hate Ayn Rand, fucking objectivist bitch, i cannot believe this bitch, im glad shes dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drugs are bad, fake ID's arent. peace world, i gots to pack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A-C-I-D, i love you very much, PCP, i love you very much, shrooms and weed, i love you very much, this, is the tech n9ne experience." -"t9X" by tech n9ne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A Casey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-112285463212265107?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/112285463212265107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=112285463212265107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/112285463212265107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/112285463212265107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-name-isshakezilla-mike-rula-old.html' title='MY NAME IS....SHAKEZILLA THE MIKE-RULA, THE OLD SCHOOLA'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-112178588265467388</id><published>2005-07-19T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T08:11:39.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Show me dem titties</title><content type='html'>so i havent updated since i moved into my house, and that was twenty days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just an update then, i still work at kohls and still like my alcohol...not much else has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one funny story, i was at a party and had phil come pick me up so as to my not driving while intoxicated...learning from the jobey's mistakes...anyways, phil pulls up as i have one drunk girl on each side of me and i get up and say "hey, show me dem titties" to the girl on the right (shes 25 i think). she graciously obliges my request. i then turn to the girl on my left (she just turned 27 and is married) and said "alright, now you, show me dem titties" she also met my request. then in one more move phil said that "andy, you got them together and said, 'now im seeing double so i really saw four titties each, so stand next to each other, show me dem titties so i can see eight'" and they did. and i smiled down upon them fore he was pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the extent of the excitement of my life right now. i spend three days a week at the wellness center and 5 days a week at work. ive been watching tons of movies, but boondock saints is systematically changing my voice, i find myself talking in an irish accent randomly, and i dont mean to its just happening so now i have to concentrate on talking. its pising me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im teaching debate at cameron right now. it could be worse, i could have an arm growing out my ass, although that my be useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the HOT CHARLES is makes its championship run for the second time this year. go team go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-112178588265467388?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/112178588265467388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=112178588265467388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/112178588265467388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/112178588265467388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/07/show-me-dem-titties.html' title='Show me dem titties'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-111955557972564865</id><published>2005-06-23T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T12:39:39.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop, Drop, Shut em down, open up shop</title><content type='html'>Really good week this week, i seriously dont think anything went that wrong, but lots of things went right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got off of work thursday and on friday packed up to go home to see my step dad for father day. i forgot to take the tag off of his shirt so he found out it was a clearance shirt. but oh well, atleast i got him something,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday buhler and i watched "Be cool" it was entertaining for sure.  i went to a family reunion in mannford the next day and had tons of food. seeing the other side of the family was good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive only been drunk once this week...this is the first time ive only been intoxicated once in a week since april...APRIL. usually that would indicate this hasnt been a good week, but its all good. 5 years of age difference...5. thats the oldest ive ever been with. God that rules. that night she convinced friends from work to let me come party with them, the difficulty is that im 18 and all the people who party there are atleast 21, so underrage drinking kinda freaks them out. however, they were convinced and i had a ton of concoxtions of drinks and jello shots along with some good music, dancing, and...a little fun at the end. woke up the next morning, ate mcdonalds breakfast and went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday i woke up and went to work at 6 am which should indicate that the day is going to suck, but around noon, i found out that our application to a house in edmond was selected. on Wednesday we signed the lease! its a nice house in edmond with a separate room outside for all of my musical equipment. it has a covered patio, a bar, and enough room in the garage for the pool table. its nolan, phil, and i. lets see how 12 months works out...bare in mind after 12 months we find another roommate to replace phil...so lots of good times. we move in on july first...so seven days left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best thing ever, the pistons won game six. its off to game seven of the nba finals in san antonio. ill be at buffalo wild wings for the end of the game for sure. itll be time for wings...and time to cheer for...DETROIT BASKETBALL! have you ben wallaced today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-AC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-111955557972564865?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/111955557972564865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=111955557972564865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/111955557972564865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/111955557972564865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/06/stop-drop-shut-em-down-open-up-shop.html' title='Stop, Drop, Shut em down, open up shop'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-111899127477894395</id><published>2005-06-16T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T23:54:34.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer boots, man</title><content type='html'>Hello Hello, im coming to you from a night cold and dreary while i wander weak and weary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roller coaster week this week. it wouldve been better, but ive only drank thrice since last wednesday. which means ive had more time to care about things and less time to be obnoxious. and it pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a new workout plan. in 12 weeks ill be in the best physical condition of my life. and its going to be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that outta the way. we found a kickass house...and found out it got sold...tons of space and three acres in the back. it was perfect. and its not ours. were back on the prowl, hope to have it set by july 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been sitting around edmond...and it blows...i worked forty hours last week, but its all good. i did this corporate challenge last weekend, our volleyball team blew but my basketball team rocked. the manager from the store in moore was on my team, he was good, we lost our first game, won our second game, and in the third game, we were tied in the last second, they scored and i called a timeout with twenty seconds left. i set the play through a solid pass our boy put it up and made it and got fouled...however because he was fouled they didnt give us the point so we ran another play (bare in mind that its a running clock and fouls dont stop it) different play now, i set the assist and they hack downlow. at this point we cant set up the next play because the time runs out. so illegit of a loss. anyway the funny part was walking away after trying to argue with the ref and hearing the manager from the other store walk off with me as he said "oh...oh thats bullshit....fuck that" nice call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the pistons got down 2-0 to the spurs...and man was i scared...but two wins at home later, and the score is even. two bigs wins in a row too.  this is a good series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive actually been hanging out with some friends from work recently. its odd, they are all older than me. and they cant believe im 18 because there all 22-25. either way, its awesome, ive learned a shitload about women in this short time.  im signing up for a kohls charge tomorrow...the world of credit is coming my way. hope it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love buffalo wild wings, and i love the new thursday 50 cent boneless wing night. ive been at buffalos twice this week (on both pistons wins) with that friend from work. something is telling me i need to spend more time at that bar. if the pistons are winning everytime im coincidentally at the same place and same time with same people, then God is telling me something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked "interview with the vampire" and i loved "boondock saints".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive decided im getting a tattoo. its going to be bands on both biceps. the left arm will say "alatheia" and the right arm will say "veritas" the reason i have chosen these is a historical reference of imperial logic. genealogically this is a good pointing place to positing where imperialism began. alatheia is greek for truth. the greeks took truth as a subjective form considering the viewpoints of others as right as well as there own. when the romans overthrew the greeks they changed alatheia to veritas which means truth in latin however the romans changed the subjective form to a more concrete  black and white definition of truth which allowed them to say some people are right and some people are wrong allowing exclusion of some which led to violent exclusion, submission, brutality, assimilation, wars, and tons of imperialism. On my chest im considering getting the tattoo of the word "Truth" as the mediation of the two arms. not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nolan young is a great guy. i know he doesnt read anyhting online, which is why im writing this. but seriously a good friend. it takes alot for me to allow someone to be a close friend, but hes earned alot of my respect and a little of my trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive figured out my purpose in life. it involves reviving the legacy of my great-grandfather finis smith who is suffering from pancreatic cancer. he is a former senator from oklahoma and his name used to be everywhere in tulsa until his name got trashed by frank keating. i plan on fulfilling his legacy through my political/law career. and changing things to form my own legacy through fulfilling his and extending it to areas never extended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i end with a prayer, an irish prayer:&lt;br /&gt;And Shepherds we shall be&lt;br /&gt;For thee, my Lord, for thee.&lt;br /&gt;Power hath descended forth from Thy hand&lt;br /&gt;Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.&lt;br /&gt;So we shall flow a river forth to Thee&lt;br /&gt;And teeming with souls shall it ever be.&lt;br /&gt;In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is a prayer used to depict justice in the movie boondock saints. for me, it is for justice and bringing justice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-111899127477894395?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/111899127477894395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=111899127477894395' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/111899127477894395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/111899127477894395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/06/killer-boots-man.html' title='Killer boots, man'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-111820615834765392</id><published>2005-06-07T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T15:39:07.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>behold what i have done</title><content type='html'>FIRE. straight up, fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. the weekly post is moving to wednesdays because cool stuff happens on weekends, and im bored on wednesdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went camping the day before nobles left. It friggin ruled, aside the fact that it was people i enjoy doing somehting i like doing at a place that was cool, there was a friggin fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got drunk, whats new. but it was a good drunk, i outdrank everyone and it was great. and i didnt get sick, even better, and i didnt have a hangover, im blessed. vodka was good for sure, i always love some vodka and the white russian was pretty good to have. but damn that beer was the best part. aside the difficulty in opening until...we broke buhlers belt, it was a great beer. i only drank four beers after i had all my liquor but it was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of all from the night, my friends got real sick (not good, it sucks) but when they passed out they forgot to hide the lighter fluid from me. i was on that like a pack of dogs on a three legged cat. it was a little boring just trying to squirt it, but being as ingenious as i am, i saw an empty cup next to me, and decided to fill it up and dump it in the fire. bout lost my eyebrows, but damn it was nice. i did that about two and a half times, the second one the cup was almost full and it was a huge blaze. after that, i drank one more and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, grabbed my phone from buhler, and left, i checked outgoing messages and calls...zero. drunk dialing is on the decrease and out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to work sunday...it was long, but not as long as the eleven hours i worked monday or the nine today. it sucks when all you do is work and sleep. it also sucks when the only thing you can really look forward to is work. god its boring in edmond, and i miss living in tulsa, so much easier there. there its settled im probably going to sand springs to live and work next summer. i miss being around all my people in tulsa. thats probably why im constantly commuting back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debate assignments got dispursed today, mines long but horridly easy. after i read and cut about 20 books ill be done son. 400 pages of a file later and im finito with my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing im going to say thats serious as advice is going to be very vague and wont be understood unless you are the person im talking to.&lt;br /&gt;its hard to let go, especially when you know that letting go will hurt someone close to you. we all do things that hurt other people. sometimes not thinking about it, but if you have done something and continue doing it you arent being a friend. if you arent going to stop you need to do what it takes to make sure that they arent hurt whether its telling, attempting to quit, or if its some relational thing...de-escalate the relationship, but what ever you do, do it with haste. i know it suck to let go sometimes...but its a necessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and btw, drunk dialing is not a reason to stop being someones friend...there are 95 things i could do that are much worse than calling you when im intoxicating and if you are going to never speak to me again because of that then fuck off...you made me say fuck online. ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and the pistons won in 7...friggin a. off to the finals, again to take on the spurs. if tayshaun prince can hold down manu ginobili we have a huge chance. we have a great mismatch for us in billups v. parker, billups is bigger and can post up as a point guard...and he rocks on the D. Rasheed wallace will be the x-factor in the series tho...if he plays well, the pistons win consecutive championships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"the wizard" - a casey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-111820615834765392?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/111820615834765392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=111820615834765392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/111820615834765392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/111820615834765392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/06/behold-what-i-have-done.html' title='behold what i have done'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-111789666897459403</id><published>2005-06-04T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T18:41:40.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anxiously awaiting</title><content type='html'>Well i must say im really surprised to find out that everything that happened that im talking about happened in one week. its enough for two weeks so ill condense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to this family reunion last friday until monday. we stayed at lake texoma in durant at this cabin. The first night was supposed to be just moving in and getting set up, but my sector of the family and i understood "moving in and setting up" to mean, drink some beer. and we did, and were we ever good at it. i only made like one drunk phone call that didnt even turn out bad. go me. I woke up the next morning at eight oclock(hangover free remarkably) and played 18 holes of golf. my uncles kept trying to get me to hit on the beer girl, made me uncomfortable, so the drinking commenced at around 11:30am. two beers and 7 holes later i was much more relaxed and didnt have to worry about the beer girl, she was however really impressed with my ability to lose my balls in the water hazard, several times. that sounds dirtier than it really is. one case of climedia later, it was back to drinkin with my cousin zach. we went to the bar and we attempted to drink beer, but i couldnt drink enough fast enough to get me where i wanted, so off to the red bull and vodka...only one drunken phone call later and im pretty sure i pissed off my ex-girlfriend melissa...bitch owes me money. I went horseback riding the next morning, and then go-kart racing. i actually raced the day before and i got in trouble for ramming my cousins into the wall, while being yelled at my sister passed me and won, so the next day i found it necessary to race again, and i won...i only put her through one wall...bitch owes me money. after that i played some basketball with relatives and almost got in a fight with this mouthy kid who was playing against me, he wouldnt quit so i stepped on his "broken" toe, and then well, the fight didnt happen, i havent gotten in  a fist fight in over a year and a family reunion wasnt the place to start. either way,  we won the basketball game and i went back to drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i made the drunken phone call that did go bad. i didnt realize how much of an asshole i was till like 3 days later. the thing was, was that i wasnt that drunk at all, i was just a paranoid bastard. i still cant find a good excuse. the call wasnt so bad as was the situation that i called during. either way, apologies out to all, on the brightside im condensing down the drinking and dialing, go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the week sucked, i have had weird anxiety attacks for a year and a half and alot of things set them off this week and made me really uncomfortable, and to calm myself i played some basketball and sprained my thumb which denied me the ability to relieve some other anxieties...if you know what i mean. really sucked. i couldnt quite function sometimes and it eventually made me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pistons down 3-2, game 6 tonight, lets get back fellas, we can still get to the spurs. goin campin tonight, garth brooks still rules, peace hombres,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. nothing is funnier than drinking with a bunch of your relatives who are telling you that they hated your ex and forbid you from dating her/marrying her. i actually had one older aunt refer to her as "oh, that bitch." it was humorous to say the least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-111789666897459403?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/111789666897459403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=111789666897459403' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/111789666897459403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/111789666897459403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/06/anxiously-awaiting.html' title='anxiously awaiting'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-111721085747436056</id><published>2005-05-27T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T16:55:50.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>an almost heartfelt apology</title><content type='html'>this is coming out a day early because im going to anadarko for a family reunion...its gonna be great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apology #1  my "driver" - for that advice (which was good) but just didnt play out the way we wanted it to. maybe i can fix it, probably not, sorry bro, but atleast we know for sure the answer and wont wonder for the next few years until she gets married or something like that. we can rack this one up under "mah bad"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-111721085747436056?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/111721085747436056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=111721085747436056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/111721085747436056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/111721085747436056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/05/almost-heartfelt-apology.html' title='an almost heartfelt apology'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-111669796945890540</id><published>2005-05-21T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T10:57:44.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>irritative mental conditions</title><content type='html'>Hello Chitlin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome back to another exciting episode of i get to say whatever i want to say because its free on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I last left i was complaining about my bodies condition post-surgery. Today it feels ten times better but for some reason my doctor still wont clear me to lift anything over ten pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few quick things before i get to the highlight of my week, House M.D. is on tuesdays at eight on Fox and i think it friggin rocks. If anyone didn't catch the game thursday the prediction i made before game 1 that the pistons would close the series in six became true, go pistons. sorry reggie. I saw star wars ep. 3 on thursday as well, it was pretty sweet, luckily i didnt sit by anyone dressed as darth vader or something stupid, that was a great deal between my buhler and the jobey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing im going to complain about is work. On Wednesday i went back to work in edmond at kohls to train for opening the store, let me just say that that isnt what is bad. Whats bad is that the training was for opening the store at six in the damn morning. this isnt the first time this has happened, and it wont be the last but these rat bastards constantly think its legit to wake me up that early and its ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of my week was last night at the performing arts center for George Carlin. My driver and i arrived about thirty minutes before doors opened only to be approached by "lobbyists" pressing medical marijuana passage. They say they are having great success and i wish them the best but im sorry, this is Oklahoma, a red state, and i highly doubt there will ever be a time when medical marijuana will become legal. sorry cats we cant all fake glaucoma just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, my driver and i got to the show and the opening act was alright, I wont ever like any act totally that uses a guitar in comedy, but to each their own. The man came on after the intermission and he freaking ruled. Between his reminders of great underappreciated things like pussyfarts and dingleberries to the suicide channel (especially any time he talked about auto-erotic-asphyxia) and his love for natural disasters i just couldnt stop laughing. The better parts of the show was the part about the weirdness of human nature and how our world would look without electricity. Of course i was pleased when he started talking about the people who vote vs. those who should vote. Democracy rules, what can i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one piece of advice to all who read (this is directed to a few people so dont yell if you think im singling you out, i probably wont care anyways)--- if you have a chance to do something that you know you want to do (or even semi-know you want to do) and dont do it because you are scared of some far off impact, or youre scared of getting too close, or getting shut down, or getting hurt or whatever asanine reason you want to define to yourself, then you are being paranoid, neurotic, and overly protective of yourself. You have on average something like 73.6 years of life, dont waste it on fear, just do the damn thing and welcome any and all consequences of your actions. however, if you do decide to embrace fear and inaction, one day you will realize your insane decision and may also realize it is horribly too late to try and act now. In which case do not do one of the following: drown in your bullshit sorrows, wonder what could have been, continue the same line of thought that led you to choose inaction and fear, and please dear god do not call and bitch to my apathetic ass about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-im out, Pistons in six, knock on wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Andy Casey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-111669796945890540?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/111669796945890540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=111669796945890540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/111669796945890540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/111669796945890540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/05/irritative-mental-conditions.html' title='irritative mental conditions'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12901195.post-111611162621152761</id><published>2005-05-14T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T11:24:58.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My failing bodily functions</title><content type='html'>I'm writing this to complain about a recent occurrence in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up on Friday the 6th of May to a stabbing pain in my stomach. It was 5 a.m. but i figured that i could still tell my loving, caring mother of my condition in the hopes that she would accomodate for my pain ridden status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the words of Charlie Murphy - "Wrong, Wrong"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as it turns out i had a dentist appointment that morning and my mom took "Jesus Christ, it feels like someone is sticking an icepick in my stomach" to mean " i dont want to go to the dentist so i'm going to make up an excuse to bitch incessently until i get my way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for me this meant that in my weakened state i was forced to go to the Dentist, but because my mother thought i had a bug and that my dentist would freak out, i couldnt tell my dentist that i was sick and instead said "i have acid indigestion from the enchiladas." So i let my dentist poke around my mouth regardless of the pain i felt when the new spray toy my dentist was trying out poked me in the gums...great times. I left with no cavities, and bleeding gums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 12:45 pm my mother finally delivered my sickly ass to the doctor and i waited...and waited, and waited...and waited through my mother asking questions like "how often do you drink?" and "do you use recreational drugs?" that was by far the most uncomfortable time i've ever spent with her only because of her prompting me to answer truthfully by saying "dont worry, i wont get you in trouble".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, my doctor poked at my stomach, sent me for blood and uren tests, and then decided that i had appendicitus but still needed a CAT SCAN to verify, so i went through the iodine and the radiation to find out that i did have appendicitus. Although the poking, peeing, and bleeding didnt tell them enough, they had to send me through the radiationl, Kinda funny, i went into surgery pretty quickly afterward, they pulled my surgeon from the local bar (seriously, the goofy bastard was drunk.) they put me under anesthesia and sent me to my room, fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in my state of recovery still, the staples come out monday, yay go me. im still gonna miss the dimmeroll, theyd just inject my painkillers and it freakin ruled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catheter hurts. i couldnt pee after the surgery and my gentle loving nurse "offered" to put the catheter back in if my companion didnt stop his new case of stagefright...needless to say, one hour later, he came to the show....i rooted him on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched alot of ESPN in the proceeding days after the surgery...and I also would change over to Judging Amy, god thats so lame that i do that. either way, i was watching &lt;em&gt;Cold Pizza&lt;/em&gt; on ESPN when i woke up and i came to realize that i hate skip bayless, 1.) the dudes a total knob, 2.) i cant stand anyone who literally gripes through every response followed sitting there with a smug unhappy little face as mah boy Woody Paige sets him straight...total knob, i emailed him, he hasnt answered, i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;institutionalization is wrong...more later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12901195-111611162621152761?l=acasey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/feeds/111611162621152761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12901195&amp;postID=111611162621152761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/111611162621152761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12901195/posts/default/111611162621152761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acasey.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-failing-bodily-functions.html' title='My failing bodily functions'/><author><name>A Casey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09660305178457995284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
