After thinking about my grandfather yesterday and reading my friend Lady Gwendlyn’s blog about her mother I have been inspired to do something I thought I would not do but it somehow seems appropriate. About a year ago my grandfather passed away and to help get my feelings out I posted a blog on My Space, well I’m going to repost the blog here now as a loving tribute to The Greatest Man Who Ever Lived, Mario Terrigno. Without him and his influence and teachings I doubt I’d be the man I am today. So here it is my blog from last year in its entirety:
At 3 PM today, May 11 2008, the world lost a great man, my grandfather Mario Terrigno. He was a great man with a huge heart, if you were in need of anything he would not only give you the shirt off his back but give you his last $10 that he could not afford just to see that you were no longer in need. Even if he was sick he'd make an effort to help you out. Even though he was sick and in pain he never let anyone know, even in his last days. When he was healthy he would run around being Mr. Fixit for everyone. He built an entire upstairs of a house from just the frame work, he even added on an entire room to his house at one point. Up until this past year he was very active in everything and he was in his 80's too if I’m not mistaken. He is the one true father figure I've always had in my life. It's because of him that I am the man I am today a loving caring guy who will almost always turn the other cheek. He was also a loving husband to my grandmother for 60+ years. Not only was he a great grandfather and husband but also a great father to both his son (my uncle) and his daughter (my mom) and would help them out with anything no matter what. So I write this a part of my grieving to a beloved husband of my grandma, to a wonderful father of my mom and uncle, to a outstanding grandfather of six grandchildren who will all miss him deeply, but most of all to a great wonderful saintly man who I am proud to say to I will always love.
Rest in Peace
Grandpa Mario Terrigno
I know my blogs have been on the joking side, sort of, but today I felt I had to do this. Tomorrow I’m sure it’ll be back to normal.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Road Rage is a Killer
Well I guess Apollo was looking out for me today because I almost died many times today. I’m exaggerating of course but still I’ve never been so scared before in my life. What could bring on this terror? It’s a simple formula. My youngest sister plus road rage times PMS equals sheer terror. Today we were on our way to my grandmother’s house for Easter and as we were driving down US 19 cars would pull in front of her and go slow, the nerve. Well she proceeded to ride their @$$ and violently yell at them until she could get into the next lane. This went on most of the drive down to my grandmother’s house, all the way from Spring Hill to Tarpon Springs. Meanwhile I’m forced to also listen to my step-sister attempt to sing. I just wish I had the heart to tell her she’s tone deaf.
While at my grandmother’s house I had a good time even though most of it I was in the kitchen cooking the ham, while sitting at the table doing homework and trying to get my grandma’s computer to run so I could go online and get some tax forms for my mom. Her computer made me even more appreciative of my laptop in sheer speed alone. The best part was after I finally got the Internet working and downloaded the tax forms I found out that my grandma didn’t have Adobe Reader on her computer. So I spent about another hour or so downloading Adobe. Dinner was fantastic. However in the corner of my mind I had my Grandpa on my mind since last Easter was the last Holiday we got to celebrate with him. We all miss him tremendously. He was the best man I will ever know and I can only hope of being half the man he was.
Anyhow the drive home was about as bad as the drive there except for one thing. My mom and I made the mistake of trying to tell my sister not to ride people @$$es and to stop whipping in and out of lanes. Let’s just say my mom and I are both lucky to still have our heads in tact after getting them bit off by my sister. So apparently even though we’ve been driving longer than her we can’t tell her to be careful and safe. I’ll try to remember that next time.
Sitting here writing this brings to mind a time last year when I was driving to my grandparent’s house and had my other sister in the backseat trying to be a backseat driver. Wow it’s funny how it all comes full circle. Sorry Dustie.
Well this has been another set of random thoughts from me, Spence (the future WARP 2009 champion)
On a completely different and unrelated note: MMMMMMMMMMM Peeps Bunnies. I just love biting their heads off
While at my grandmother’s house I had a good time even though most of it I was in the kitchen cooking the ham, while sitting at the table doing homework and trying to get my grandma’s computer to run so I could go online and get some tax forms for my mom. Her computer made me even more appreciative of my laptop in sheer speed alone. The best part was after I finally got the Internet working and downloaded the tax forms I found out that my grandma didn’t have Adobe Reader on her computer. So I spent about another hour or so downloading Adobe. Dinner was fantastic. However in the corner of my mind I had my Grandpa on my mind since last Easter was the last Holiday we got to celebrate with him. We all miss him tremendously. He was the best man I will ever know and I can only hope of being half the man he was.
Anyhow the drive home was about as bad as the drive there except for one thing. My mom and I made the mistake of trying to tell my sister not to ride people @$$es and to stop whipping in and out of lanes. Let’s just say my mom and I are both lucky to still have our heads in tact after getting them bit off by my sister. So apparently even though we’ve been driving longer than her we can’t tell her to be careful and safe. I’ll try to remember that next time.
Sitting here writing this brings to mind a time last year when I was driving to my grandparent’s house and had my other sister in the backseat trying to be a backseat driver. Wow it’s funny how it all comes full circle. Sorry Dustie.
Well this has been another set of random thoughts from me, Spence (the future WARP 2009 champion)
On a completely different and unrelated note: MMMMMMMMMMM Peeps Bunnies. I just love biting their heads off
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Paging Officer Jack@$$
Disclaimer: I know that most police officers are great people and they are not all like the ones that I am about to describe. I mean no disrespect towards police officers in any way shape or form. This is just a rant about a single type of police officer.
Well last night I came across one of my biggest peeves, a jack@$$ police officer. I’m driving down US 19 on my way home from dropping off some friends after doing a full moon ritual, and a New Port Richey police officer turns into my lane. Well as soon as I see him I turn on my cruise control and set it to 40 since the speed limit is 45 just to be safe. He decides to follow me for about five miles and then goes to pass me. Ok no problem let him pass me right? Well guess what after he passes me he slows down. Well since I never turned off my cruise control I end up passing him. I know you never pass a cop but I figure I’m not speeding so there should be no harm in it. Well as soon as I pass him he pulls behind me turns on his lights. So I pull over and give him my license thinking, “What the hell did I do?” After he goes through the whole spiel asking me if I’ve dunk anything and all that ship he tells me his reason for pulling me over. His reason? My license plate was dirty. Yes you read that right I was pulled over because I had a dirty license plate. What the hell is wrong with this guy? I did nothing wrong, which is more than likely why he didn’t give me a ticket, but he just pulls me over because he felt like it? It’s three o’clock in the morning I’m sure there are plenty of drunk drivers out there, but he pulls me over. What a JACK@$$!!!
On a side note somehow yesterday’s blog was successful in making progress at home. Today my jack@$$ of a step-father went out and rented a rug doctor. I spent most of the day today cleaning up around the house WITH help. Yes that’s right he cleaned the house today. He was doing the carpets today, we put up boxes in the attic, and he even did the bathroom and kitchen floors. There must have been some magick in that blog because a miracle happened today.
Well I hope you enjoyed another set of my random thoughts.
Well last night I came across one of my biggest peeves, a jack@$$ police officer. I’m driving down US 19 on my way home from dropping off some friends after doing a full moon ritual, and a New Port Richey police officer turns into my lane. Well as soon as I see him I turn on my cruise control and set it to 40 since the speed limit is 45 just to be safe. He decides to follow me for about five miles and then goes to pass me. Ok no problem let him pass me right? Well guess what after he passes me he slows down. Well since I never turned off my cruise control I end up passing him. I know you never pass a cop but I figure I’m not speeding so there should be no harm in it. Well as soon as I pass him he pulls behind me turns on his lights. So I pull over and give him my license thinking, “What the hell did I do?” After he goes through the whole spiel asking me if I’ve dunk anything and all that ship he tells me his reason for pulling me over. His reason? My license plate was dirty. Yes you read that right I was pulled over because I had a dirty license plate. What the hell is wrong with this guy? I did nothing wrong, which is more than likely why he didn’t give me a ticket, but he just pulls me over because he felt like it? It’s three o’clock in the morning I’m sure there are plenty of drunk drivers out there, but he pulls me over. What a JACK@$$!!!
On a side note somehow yesterday’s blog was successful in making progress at home. Today my jack@$$ of a step-father went out and rented a rug doctor. I spent most of the day today cleaning up around the house WITH help. Yes that’s right he cleaned the house today. He was doing the carpets today, we put up boxes in the attic, and he even did the bathroom and kitchen floors. There must have been some magick in that blog because a miracle happened today.
Well I hope you enjoyed another set of my random thoughts.
Friday, April 10, 2009
I'm not a housekeeper!!!!!
Well I’m glad of one thing. This blogging competition hasn’t started yet. For those of you who are happening upon my blog and know nothing about this competition, in a few weeks there will be a blogging competition that I am partaking in one of the rules is that posts must be 24 hours apart and by the time this is posted it will be long past my last post. Anyhow now for my blog
Well just recently I came upon some sad news. For a while now I was under the impression that I was living in a house with four adults and a teenager. Well I just found out that I was wrong I live in a house with two adults and three babies. That’s what it feels like anyhow. My mom and I are the only ones around the house that does any house work and I must say it’s getting old quick. It seems like the big excuse for everyone is that I can do it since I don’t have a job. Ok let me see here I go to school twice a week, am very active in my local community including running a website (http://phoenixprojects.org) , and still have to find time to do homework. So how do I have the time to do everything around the house?
Then we have my mom she works every night overnight and then has to come home and do things like clean-up dog poop and sometimes urine, clean the dishes and even sometimes vacuum the floors instead of going to bed .I know that I should and usually do, do these chores however my mother and I should not be the only ones! We have three other capable people living in our house and when my jack@$$ of a step-father and my step-sister moved back in they brought an entire apartment full of junk with them. This means we have boxes and boxes of stuff piled in our living room and in front of our front door making it difficult to open it.
We have my youngest sister living there she is 19 years old and sometimes acts like she is 60 years old. She comes home from work at McDonald’s and is too tired to do anything around the house however she is not too tired to go and hangout with her friends and go to the movies with her sister, my step sister. She sometimes will go out and not let us know if she is taking her puppy with her. How are we supposed to puppysit when we don’t know the puppy is home?
Then we have my step sister. She does nothing all day she’s home except stay in her room. However she seems to enjoy making big messes and not cleaning them up. I’m at the point where I hate going into my bathroom which used to be my place of zen where I could come up with ideas but now it’s a wreck with hair all over the place and Proactive stains on the counter. Not to mention the fact that most if not all the dog poop is from her dog. Since when did I become a house keeper for a 15 year old?
Finally we have my step father. During the week he has an excuse he is at work from early morning until about 7 or 8 at night. However, on the weekends does he do any work around the house? NO! He stays in his room all weekend and sleeps so not a forking thing gets done. We recently had a deep freezer that was accidently unplugged by him and who ends up emptying the literally stinking thing? My mom and me. When he isn’t sleeping around the house he’s working on his motorcycle. What the heck!
Well I think I’d better stop my rant before it gets too long. Oh and Marisa if you ever read this I’m sorry ahead of time.
Well just recently I came upon some sad news. For a while now I was under the impression that I was living in a house with four adults and a teenager. Well I just found out that I was wrong I live in a house with two adults and three babies. That’s what it feels like anyhow. My mom and I are the only ones around the house that does any house work and I must say it’s getting old quick. It seems like the big excuse for everyone is that I can do it since I don’t have a job. Ok let me see here I go to school twice a week, am very active in my local community including running a website (http://phoenixprojects.org) , and still have to find time to do homework. So how do I have the time to do everything around the house?
Then we have my mom she works every night overnight and then has to come home and do things like clean-up dog poop and sometimes urine, clean the dishes and even sometimes vacuum the floors instead of going to bed .I know that I should and usually do, do these chores however my mother and I should not be the only ones! We have three other capable people living in our house and when my jack@$$ of a step-father and my step-sister moved back in they brought an entire apartment full of junk with them. This means we have boxes and boxes of stuff piled in our living room and in front of our front door making it difficult to open it.
We have my youngest sister living there she is 19 years old and sometimes acts like she is 60 years old. She comes home from work at McDonald’s and is too tired to do anything around the house however she is not too tired to go and hangout with her friends and go to the movies with her sister, my step sister. She sometimes will go out and not let us know if she is taking her puppy with her. How are we supposed to puppysit when we don’t know the puppy is home?
Then we have my step sister. She does nothing all day she’s home except stay in her room. However she seems to enjoy making big messes and not cleaning them up. I’m at the point where I hate going into my bathroom which used to be my place of zen where I could come up with ideas but now it’s a wreck with hair all over the place and Proactive stains on the counter. Not to mention the fact that most if not all the dog poop is from her dog. Since when did I become a house keeper for a 15 year old?
Finally we have my step father. During the week he has an excuse he is at work from early morning until about 7 or 8 at night. However, on the weekends does he do any work around the house? NO! He stays in his room all weekend and sleeps so not a forking thing gets done. We recently had a deep freezer that was accidently unplugged by him and who ends up emptying the literally stinking thing? My mom and me. When he isn’t sleeping around the house he’s working on his motorcycle. What the heck!
Well I think I’d better stop my rant before it gets too long. Oh and Marisa if you ever read this I’m sorry ahead of time.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
College Morons
Ok so I’m in my Intro to Astronomy class today and we were “trying to” do a review for our test on Tuesday. Yeah that worked out well. It started out fine until this one girl kept on asking question after question after question. Normally I wouldn’t mind however she started going off topic and kept going off topic. What I don’t understand is how the hell the beautiful blonde girl that sits next to me and usually leaves half way through the class knows the material but the girl who’s there every class has to ask all kinds of questions for every single question on the review sheet. Why? Because she is a moron that’s why. She’d rather talk to the guy and girl behind her about her upcoming wedding.
Then we got the guy in the back row who I’d like to call a hypocritic person. You may be wondering, what a hypocritic person is. Well I’m glad you asked. A hypocritic person is someone who bitches, moans, and or complains about someone or something while at the same time are doing the exact same thing. For instance take this jack@$$ in my class. A few times during the review some girls were talking to each other. So what does he do? He burst out in the middle of class yelling about how we all paid money to be there and they are disturbing the class during the review. The funny thing is they were so quiet that we couldn’t hear them on our side of the room of the teacher giving the review. This guy was having a hard time paying attention to the professor because a few girls were “interrupting the class” and what does he do? He makes a big scene by yelling at the two girls for interrupting the class effectively interrupting the class himself. Hey hypocritical guy guess what? You’re a moron.
Finally we have the lady who has to second guess everything the professor says about sci-fi stuff. He says wormholes are hypothetical, or in other words don’t exist. He says there is no such thing as alternate universes. All of these things are just made up by science fiction writers and have become existent only in science fiction; however this lady would love to have you think otherwise.
Once we lost almost an entire class period due to her debating back and forth with the professor. Ok let’s see here lady you are a student learning astronomy. He is your professor. What makes you think you can debate with him about what is in the universe? He went through school already he knows everything there is to know about the stuff otherwise he would not be a professor. So guess what lady if you think you can debate about what is in space and what isn’t with a college professor and win. You are a moron.
So many of you may be wondering what I do during class while all this is going on well that’s easy. I pay attention to the professor, take my notes/ do PowerPoint flash cards for the test, listen to the beautiful blonde girl next to me bitch about question girl, and sit back and watch the show.
This has been another set of random thoughts from Spence. I hope you enjoyed.
Then we got the guy in the back row who I’d like to call a hypocritic person. You may be wondering, what a hypocritic person is. Well I’m glad you asked. A hypocritic person is someone who bitches, moans, and or complains about someone or something while at the same time are doing the exact same thing. For instance take this jack@$$ in my class. A few times during the review some girls were talking to each other. So what does he do? He burst out in the middle of class yelling about how we all paid money to be there and they are disturbing the class during the review. The funny thing is they were so quiet that we couldn’t hear them on our side of the room of the teacher giving the review. This guy was having a hard time paying attention to the professor because a few girls were “interrupting the class” and what does he do? He makes a big scene by yelling at the two girls for interrupting the class effectively interrupting the class himself. Hey hypocritical guy guess what? You’re a moron.
Finally we have the lady who has to second guess everything the professor says about sci-fi stuff. He says wormholes are hypothetical, or in other words don’t exist. He says there is no such thing as alternate universes. All of these things are just made up by science fiction writers and have become existent only in science fiction; however this lady would love to have you think otherwise.
Once we lost almost an entire class period due to her debating back and forth with the professor. Ok let’s see here lady you are a student learning astronomy. He is your professor. What makes you think you can debate with him about what is in the universe? He went through school already he knows everything there is to know about the stuff otherwise he would not be a professor. So guess what lady if you think you can debate about what is in space and what isn’t with a college professor and win. You are a moron.
So many of you may be wondering what I do during class while all this is going on well that’s easy. I pay attention to the professor, take my notes/ do PowerPoint flash cards for the test, listen to the beautiful blonde girl next to me bitch about question girl, and sit back and watch the show.
This has been another set of random thoughts from Spence. I hope you enjoyed.
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