Today I got my ipod stolen, probably by someone who already has one and will sell it for $30.

Stuff like this just pisses me off.

He found the songs!!! Get it right, Kmorg!

My wife has the flu so it's been "all Daddy, all the time" around here this weekend. I'm about ready to pack both kids in a box and ship them to Antarctica. I don't know how single parents do it!!!

I hate how the media always slurps Kobe and the Lakers. It's amazing how they are able to forget that rape case a few years ago and now say he's a great teammate and a terrific guy. Bullsh*t!! One years ago, he wanted out of LA or he wanted Andrew Bynum traded (which now looks like a good move because Bynum appears to be softer than your girlfriends'.... never mind). It's total crap. I'd love to see Kobe lose again so Shaq can ask him how his a$$ tastes.

Mind if I rant for a minute?

Just about every night I take my dog for a walk down the same route - down my street, around the block and down the road to the lake. We pass one house where two nasty-ass dogs reside (they appear to be a boxer and some sort of bulldog mix), and they go absolutely ballistic every time we pass by -- barking like crazy, scratchin at the front window, the whole nine yards. Mind you my dog and I never do a thing to provoke these hell beasts, we're just passing through -- my dog won't even bark back at 'em cuz he's so mellow. After seeing this display a couple of nights a week for a while it almost started to become comical, cuz these stupid mutts are bashing themselves against the bay window in this guy's living room so hard that I swear to God one of these fine days one of 'em is gonna break right through the window and impale itself on the glass.

So anyway, tonight we walk down the road, we pass by the house, the guy's dogs go ballistic as if on cue, and suddenly I hear "STOP WALKING YOUR DOG PAST MY F*CKIN HOUSE! GO WALK ON YOUR OWN STREET!" and I was like "Huh?" It took me a minute to realize it was whoever lives in the house yelling at me from inside. I didn't say anything back at him (except for a half hearted "Yeah, OK, whatever, man") but of course, in my head, I'm like "F*ck YOU, a**hole!" Who does that guy think he is?? It ain't MY fault you can't control your dogs, I know I'm sure glad I don't have to live next door to you and your noisy mongrels. Either control your damn dogs or shut the hell up. Anyway, it's a public street, therefore I can walk my dog past his house twenty times a day if I want to, and quite frankly, if this guy has got a problem with it, then he can suckle my salty sack. If I go back that way later this week and he hollers at me again I'm gonna tell him where to go... and so help me, if he sics those dogs on me, than you can be sure I'll be on the 11 o'clock news that night cuz it'd be World War Three in my neighborhood. Sh*t, I almost frickin HOPE this guy dares to come outside and say sh*t to my face. I've seen him outside working on his lawn before -- he's a little frickin' squidge about half my size. I'm pretty sure I could take him down if it came to that.

Sorry for the semi-salty language but DAMN that tough guy's act really burned my ass and I had to vent. Thanx for listening.

Sometimes I wish you could call animal control on the OWNERS...let them get shoved into the back of a small truck and put them in a pound with a bunch of barking dogs all night...see how they like it.