BUCKET!!!!!

I don't know why, but this song is the one song from this year I find myself playing the most.
It just MAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

There are other songs that mean more to me and that I would give awards to (soca awards coming in a later post) , but this song... dis one right here? ya, it just haffi play pon repeat dred!

It's so bad that I want walk with a bucket to every fete I go to.

BUCKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Void Trilogy

This weekend I finished reading the Void trilogy by Peter Hamilton. I can say unequivocally that this was one of the BEST SciFi series I have ever read... without a doubt.

The story had elements of everything; drama, action, suspense, fantasy, stupidity, heroics, big life questions, life's little questions... etc etc etc. It's like he took all the elements of a great story in its Raw form and masterfully wove them together into tapestry that was enthralling from beginning to end.

My only challenge was keep track of the multiple story lines... ALLOT was going on at every stage and was a bit tricky at times remember who was who and doing what. Never the less, Peter Hamilton has created a masterpiece to last the ages.

Take Care

I am a bit surprised with myself. From the first day Drake came on the scene I kinda liked his music but was immediately turned off by the way he sounded like Lil Wayne.

In spite of this I have found myself playing his last album, Take care, on repeat for 3 weeks now. I have yet to get tired of it. Now for those of you who still bother to listen to entire albums, you know how hard it is to find an album that has more than 3 songs that are worth listening to... and yet, against all odds, Drake has pulled it off. In fact, of the 20 tracks on the album, I only dislike 3 songs... Impressive!

I was wondering if my standards for music have fallen, but the truth is his productions are tight, his lyrics, though a bit more self centered than I'd like, are on point and more disturbingly, some of the songs resonate with me. For some reason they stir a general feeling of FTWDAMFS, and seems to be my music of choice when i am not in the best of moods.

If you dont know: FTWSAMFS = F* the world, Don't ask me for S*

Well done Drake.

Bother Zone

It is well known amongst men that one of the most dangerous zones to get into with a woman is the dreaded "friend zone". This territory is truly an earthly manifestation of the celestial reservation know as the purgatory.
Real no man's land... a place where there is seemingly no escape.

Now, if you (quite rightly) view this as a prison, then you know that there are times when some inmates escape. Because of this, there can be some hope, not much, but just about the size of a higgs boson particle.

There is another place, however, that serves as the alcatraz of zones. It is the Brother Zone.

Know this all ye men, if a female acquaintance looks upon thee and sayeth unto thee; "thou art like a brother to me" know that thou shalt never ever ever see the promise land.

ever ever?

Ever Ever!

This zone will break a man, leaving him but a mere shadow of himself.
Beware this zone all ye men for it is truly a hellish place.

Selah.

It's geting hot in here

Ok, so from the first day the deal was mentioned I knew the Miami heats would be a tuff team to beat. And although their performance last year was not what i would call "awe inspiring", I knew that they would only get better.
However, i was just watching the highlights of the all star game when i heard the words; "Dwayne Wade to Lebron James". I'm late, I know. but WOW!

The lethality of this combination can only be rivaled by what happened when the three headed Celtic monster was born (Pierce, Garnett and Allen). I mean...How can David Stern sit by and watch such balefully pernicious creations be made?

Finally, the destructive and sheer bloodthirsty nature of what the heats have done have sunk in. I mean, I know that there are other three headed monsters out there, but they are mostly old. This is the most athletic killing machine... er i mean team, out there right now. It is truly a scary sight to behold.

I know the celtics will try, but they ain't young no mo. The bulls have the greatest potential and we will see what will happen... next year. The knicks... sigh, they are linsational, but the heats just took them to basic school.

No my friends, I think it already written on the wall, the heats are going to the finals. The only question is, who from the west will be there to greet them.

Gym Woes

Since October of last year I have been going to the Gym relatively regularly, and since January 16 of this year I have been doing a workout schedule that has been giving me some results.... the only problem is it does not show.

The scary thing is that this bothers me. I am running way faster and further not to mention pushing more weights than ever before... but with my increased strength comes increased vanity.
I mean, really?

I am the guy who could not care less what he wore anywhere. Now don't get me wrong i have not turned "dapper" over night, but i now actually think about what to wear :S... what the...!?

That aside, it is amazing how annoyed i am at my lack of muscular definition.When did Mark Hylton start caring about stuff like that :S. Its gotten the point where i realize that i need to change my workout regime again and i am going to add more cardio workouts for at least the next 2 months.

Please understand this... I HATE CARDIO WORKOUTS, and I am doing this just so that i will LOOK the way i want to!?

WT#!!!!!!!!

PS. wish me luck ;)

Atrophy

 
I am currently suffering from blogger's atrophy.
There a number of small ideas that are flitting about in my head, but I can't seem to be able to pin any down to get a proper post out of and I blame Micro blogging.

Although I have a twitter account (@jussoncypher) i really don't use it much. My real guilty micro blogging pleasure was BUZZ.
The thing is, when i go to work the first thing I log into is my gmail account, and Google, the geniuses they are/were, put Buzz right there... I mean Right in front of me!... what did they think was gonna happen!?

It was easy to access cocaine, just a click away and a post is off. Forget thinking through and organizing your thoughts, as it pops into your head, pop it on a page. As a result, my desire and ability to write a full post withered and almost died.
But then! the unthinkable happened. Google killed Buzz (*tear*). I mean i have nothing against Google plus, but i treat it like i treat facebook... i only go on it once in a very blue moon.

As a result my easy to use outlet for my intellectual fecal matter was lost and here i am... back to where i started trying to relearn how to use muscles that i had left languishing.

Sigh.