So here's what I know...

Hey there people. So I told myself I was going to take it easy tonight since I'm always out an about like a hooker on the streets of Sunset Blvd trying to bust tricks. And by tricks, I mean sucking dick for money. I guess I should take the time to write a blog. This week has been pretty exciting and I know the rest of the month is going to be pretty gnarly. I've been kind of keeping track with the kids of today and decided to take the time to look up some things that everyone has been talking about lately and give my opinion. Hopefully you find it funny or entertaining...

• Lady Gaga - I don't know if any guy has physically checked her out, but this is her. She reminds me of one of the villains that would summon the Putty's and try to kick the shit out of the Power Rangers. She sings a bunch of electro-pop songs and I've been hearing her name more and more lately. Probably because of the fact she refers to a penis as "Disco Stick". Although I'm not into the music at all, I can help but say that I haven't been this excited about a synonym since Lil Jon started getting "Skeet Skeet Skeet" on the radio.seriously though, the chick in black is really a singer.

• Irish Pubs - Not what they used to be. I went to Downtown Fullerton to meet up my friend Anna at this place called Brannagins. (I'm pretty sure I messed up the spelling like they fucked up Irish tradition). This place was actually pretty neat. It kind of looked like Ireland some how broke off from Europe, floated over to Fullerton, and its butt threw up on this building. Guinness signs everywhere, Shamrocks galore, a leprechaun in the bathroom handing you wet naps and hot towels. They even have a countdown clock at the top of the bar that ends on St. Paddy's Day. My only gripe is the music. Now, when you go to an Irish Pub, you want to experience everything. From the drunks to the Green Beer (which they do have), you want to be able to enjoy it in whole. However, this place was BLASTIN hip hop, rap, and reggatone. I don't know too many Irish rappers and I'm pretty sure Eminem doesn't make the cut as Irish. I wanted to hear some Neil Diamond, Dropkick Murphys, Flogging Molly...shit, even the bagpipes they play at funerals. Nothin. I had to drink my Guinness to "Back seat, windows up, that's the way I like to FUCK". At least I got crunk. Holler at cha boy


• I'm not as cool as I think - So as we're in Fullerton have a pretty fun night, we ended up bar hopping. Like any other bar, you run into lines. Some are longer than others. This particular bar, there were two other guys. So we have 4 girls and 3 guys in our group. Now, we wait for about 7 minutes and after seeing a few people come out of the place, the bouncer doesn't let anyone in. Thankfully one of the girls spoke with the bouncer and was able to work some magic. Unfortunately, it didn't include us guys. As the girls went on in, us guys were left in line watching all sorts of douches come in and out of the place. Then, this is when I realized I wasn't cool. As we're standing against the wall like a fly on shit, I see three guys walk past us and go straight to the bouncer. Now, before I can go on and try to describe them in words...I'm pretty sure this picture can do it better...

about three of these guys come up and tell the bouncer "Yo, do we gots to wait in the line." the bouncer clearly looks at us and yes "nah dawgs come on in.". Thank God the Slidebar was right next door, other wise we'd still be waiting in line. F You Commonwealth Bar and Lounge. F You...

Anyways, fun little week and this week is going to be even better. Blog you later.

-Ricky

Ps. I'm gonna make sure that saying is trademarked "Blog you later."