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In Memoriam Of My Money…

Tuesday, May 26th, 2009

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**Always a shout out to the soldiers getting their shit blowed the fuck up in the mountains or the desert in order that I can type my shit on these here internets…

I went to the ‘hood financial services institution to liquidate my earnings from my XXL column. The rate at check cashing locations has gone up from 1.7% to 1.83%, that is a 6% increase and perfectly honest within capitalism’s morays. I feel every penny though. I was still able to pay some bills with the remainder of the check and blow the rest the only way I know how.

Lord & Taylor is having a banana-head sale on Polo Ralph Lauren. I.T.’s that were $125 are now $40. I caught a nice knit shirt for summer splash-off status.

Red Lobster is hell’a expensive for being just some regular ass seafood spot. The cheddar biscuits were good. C.S. ended up not sharing the leftovers with the kid.

Marshall’s was selling Nike Dunks for $35 so you should already know how that went down.

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C.S. took me to a Mexican tapas spot in Red Hook. We squeezed off another C-note thanks mostly to the pitcher of sangria that we ordered.

Later that evening I found myself in a bar in Williamsburg with the DeCon crew and DAN from OKP. The bartender was sexy enough to buy me back on a round of Ketel-1 and tonic.

From there we rushed the door of the Bobbito and Rich Medina party ‘Happy Feet’.

With my last ten bucks I went to White Castle.

Sadly for me, it’ll take another month before I can do this shit all over again.

I just wish I could be the same way with money the day AFTER cashing my check as I was the day BEFORE it arrived.

TWITTER WARS…

Tuesday, May 19th, 2009

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Way back in the day here on DP.com we had a full metal nerd jacket discussion between Amadeo Sogni and 1969 that unraveled the mystery of the military industrial complex in the Star Wars universe…

Follow The Guns, Find The Gangsters…

I brought these same ideas to the Twiiterverse to see if the readers there were intrigued by the parallels of the intergalactic war machine and our own death merchants.

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Join me on the Twitter for more beautifully random fanboy conversations just like the one above.

Beisbol Takes It On The Chin [ll]…

Friday, May 8th, 2009

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If you are thinking that Doomsday has arrived for me because MANNYWOOD has been accused of cheating to keep his wood good and strong[ll] then you are sorely mistaken. El beisbol is the one who is suffering and so are the fans. No player is bigger than the game, but the game itself is altered. Even in a recession economy there are people paying a monthly mortgage to occupy seats in stadium for only a few hours.

Do those people give a fuck what any player does off the field, as long as it doesn’t hurt their performance when the captains of industry are sitting in those twenty five hundred dollar seats? BARRY, ROGER. ALEX and now MANNY are the best at what they do and if they could do it every single time they put on the uniform wouldn’t that make most fans happier than clams in shit? Did I just get the metaphor fucked the fuck up? You are gotdamn right I did, because beisbol doesn’t have their mind right either.

I wouldn’t mind seeing the economy of the game collapse especially since I always have to read in the papers about how players have ruined beisbol. These sorry sack cokehead sportswriters are total tools of the ownerships that own the daily rags these asshats write for. Players have yet to fuck the game up. Ownership is too busy doing that at every turn. If ALEX RODRIGUEZ wasn’t getting paid $30 million a year do you think the tickets and concessions at the new ballfield in the Bronx would be any cheaper?

There are three elements to sport. 1) The players, 2) The fans, 3) The people that capitalize on the relationship between 1 and 2. How great would beisbol be if there weren’t these overlords that sought to bleed the fans atr every turn for every dollar? The emotional connection from the players and fans of the game is to strong to break. A strike couldn’t do it and neither will steroids. Meanwhile BARRY BONDS, the greatest home run hitter of our generation is retired en situ, and ROGER CLEMENS is one flashback from CHRIS BENOIT’ing his family all because they gave the people what they wanted.

You want to tell me that these guys are overcompensated douchebags and you are prA’li right, but the team owners are sacks of shit 10x bigger than GAY-ROD sucking his own face in a mirror.

Related: iNternets Celebrity CASIMIR NOZKOWSKI made a video he calls ‘Baseball Card Movie’ which documents the passion, principles and peculiarity of memorabilia card collectors.

Giving Bankers A Good Name…

Sunday, May 3rd, 2009

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Swine flu is what we should call the federal government’s bank bailout program.

There are trillions of dollars being allocated for the banking system and none of this money is intended to service the consumers of these institutions. Lending has all but dried up and interest rates on deposits have not moved an inch, but the interest rates on credit cards are steadily marching skywards.

Keep in mind that these so-called lenders are getting these Fed loans at zero percent. I am imploring you all to keep an eye on the fine print because that is how these banks will attempt their legal mugging of our wallets…

  • Out of network bank ATM fees – That is how I always get slaughtered on the low. Bank of America charges me $3 at the machine and Chase hits me in the head for $1.50 on my statement. That’s $4.50 for a $40 withdrawl. Lucky for me I had $45 in my account.
  • Balance transfer fees – I used to try to skip around and put my card balances on cards with lower interest rates, but now the transfer fees are negating what saving that might have given me. $100-$150 is now the going rate.
  • Foreign exchange fees – When you use your cards in foreign lands you ever wonder what that monster chunk of money was that got pulled from your account? Check cashing stores don’t put their hands on your money as much as credit card issuing banks do.
  • Cash advances – This is something I hope you never, ever have to do. The cash advance is clearly what was described in Revelations as the mark of the beast. All bets are off for the interest rates on these things.
  • With all the pigs who administrate the banking system I would rather take my chances on avoiding Swine Flu from tainted dollar bills. Either way they have me coming and going.

    Cash Flu’s Everything Around Me…

    Sunday, May 3rd, 2009

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    Can you believe that your credit cards could be saving you from being part of the swine flu pandemic? As we tumble faster towards a cashless economy the biggest endorsement comes from the supremacist daily a/k/a the New York Times on why cash is huge transporter for flu germs and other microbiotic pathogens.

    Catching Flu From Money

    This is the Smart Money article that the NYTimes story uses as its lead in. In truth, its really only us poor people that handle cash. Middle class folks and the rich are already firmly embedded with the mark of the beast. My Washington Mutual debit card even has a 666 sequence in the 12 digit card number. I would embrace the mark of the beast my damn self if it could make my debts disappear.

    The problem with cash is that it isn’t a totally efficient system for tracking the economy in real time. This is why we will have to move away from it. The masters of our fates will want to know shit like where we are and what we are spending our money on. GPS tracking devices in our cell phones and our debit cards will triangulate our movements the same way radio transmitters tell oceanographers where the dolphins are.

    If you think you can get off the grid you are sorely mistaken. Embrace your fates party people and the good news is that you may very well hasten the Rapture.