tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12795540456558533212024-02-19T06:43:11.106-08:00Great Pasty White HunterMatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10606605532038763759noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279554045655853321.post-56805136623497367412010-06-09T22:29:00.001-07:002010-06-09T22:29:51.532-07:00People Are RetardedSo I know that I have not written here in a while. I had a couple of strange thoughts today. People’s version of reality is way off. I love it when people without jobs tell me how busy they are. I just want to ask them so when you had a job when did you do all these things? I understand that doing things around the house and yard keep you busy but didn’t you do them back when you had a job? I also love people that move to an area and immediately become from there. They start to do things the same way as their new neighbors just because they want to fit in. People are so retarded.Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10606605532038763759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279554045655853321.post-2058800208698798212010-03-17T20:59:00.000-07:002010-03-17T21:00:37.891-07:00CustomersWhy is it that the smaller customers are the biggest pain in the ass? I have 90 customers. I sell about $450,000 a year in sales but the ones that spend less than $1,000 a year are the ones that complain about everything. I don’t give a shit if you leave me for another company. You are right I should bend over backwards to keep you as a customer, or you should kiss my ass. You want a better price buy more from me. If you want better service from me all you have to do is be cool. I don’t care if you don’t spend much with me if you are cool I will be willing to help you out. If you are an ass, I’m going to be an ass also.Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10606605532038763759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279554045655853321.post-35079694760909156332010-02-13T23:33:00.000-08:002010-02-13T23:35:13.198-08:00BuffetWe went to the buffet with my grandma on Saturday. Why is it that fat people and old people love the buffet? I understand that you can eat as much as you want but these two groups of people can barely walk yet they love to go to a buffet where they have to walk around to get their food. For what it costs to go to a buffet you could go to a chain restaurant and get a good meal but still these people love the buffet. It makes no sense to me why these places are so popular.Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10606605532038763759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279554045655853321.post-41951379312238627612010-02-12T22:07:00.000-08:002010-02-13T09:49:07.736-08:00InvasionI fear that the invasion is near. Think about it, 90% of the population of Canada lives within 100 miles of the United States border. Now with the Olympics being held in Vancouver there are hundreds of foreigners that are waiting to help the Canadians attack our way of life. I urge all of you to drive to the store buy as many beers as you can haul in your automobile. Then drive as fast as you can to the border. When you arrive at the border throw the beer as far into Canada as you can. This will prevent the Canadians from becoming aggressive and attacking the U.S. I wish all of you luck.Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10606605532038763759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279554045655853321.post-74337308815301173002010-02-06T09:54:00.000-08:002010-02-06T09:55:22.297-08:00IndividualsSo I started a new class the other day. This is the first class that everyone takes when they start their bachelors program. What this means is that I am in a class full of people that have never taken online classes before. For most of these people it is not an issue but for a few individuals it is an impossible task. These people are not only unable to follow directions they are not able to follow examples. If forty other people have done something why would you do something different? Think about it people we are all going to the same place.Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10606605532038763759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279554045655853321.post-79674883823098345302010-01-31T20:51:00.000-08:002010-01-31T20:54:16.336-08:00A Shitty StoryTonight D said that he had wet his pants so I grabbed him and took him to the bathroom so he could finish in the toilet. What he forgot to say is dad I also shit my pants. So I get in the bathroom and as I am helping him pull his pants down I see it out of the corner of my eye but it’s too late. All I could do was move the throw rug real quick and then plop on the floor it went. Then the real fun begins not only do I have a steaming pile of shit on the floor I have a 3 year old little boy that is now in a state of panic. He knows that shit does not go on the floor. Just one of those things that people don’t tell you about when you do not have kids.Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10606605532038763759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279554045655853321.post-84513342510286520692010-01-30T19:06:00.000-08:002010-01-30T19:07:28.551-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmoDkQOj7EgJ0yCZz-7tShLLPfQHosHkOTXVP9-dIy1Jj8H-7LfLEEW2FeIkFWzE7QtFVI7pvDHJ-gqiSl6OCEkZJnC5sNtSMX8qiTg_PMhkFl9GcaSAg9534oKMwNJ-kh5-fLVrtqRxs/s1600-h/Whoop+Ass.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmoDkQOj7EgJ0yCZz-7tShLLPfQHosHkOTXVP9-dIy1Jj8H-7LfLEEW2FeIkFWzE7QtFVI7pvDHJ-gqiSl6OCEkZJnC5sNtSMX8qiTg_PMhkFl9GcaSAg9534oKMwNJ-kh5-fLVrtqRxs/s400/Whoop+Ass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432735160193048674" /></a><br /><br /><br />In case some of you did not know.Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10606605532038763759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279554045655853321.post-1399006002525417822010-01-22T14:28:00.000-08:002010-01-22T14:31:22.992-08:00SchoolSo I finished up with my associates degree the other day. On one final I got 250 out of 250 possible points. To me that means that I spent too much time working on it. The good news is that I got an A in that class. In my finance class I got a C+. Honestly I got out of it what I put in it. The funny part of that is last night I posted my resume on Monster.com and today I got an e-mail from a finance company. Not no, but HELL NO. So now I have another couple of weeks off and then I'm back to school.Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10606605532038763759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279554045655853321.post-24817101630721716422010-01-08T08:54:00.000-08:002010-01-08T08:59:21.590-08:00VacationI can’t stand it when people start things like blogs and they only post a few things and then they just take some time off from it. I had a couple of weeks where I did not have school so I was only using the computer like a normal person. It was great. Now I am back to the grind for a couple of more days and then I get a couple of weeks off again. The holidays were good for us I hope they were good for you as well.Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10606605532038763759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279554045655853321.post-61946147473940622922009-12-17T08:10:00.000-08:002009-12-17T22:06:17.318-08:00FacebookThere are several different kinds of people that use facebook on a regular basis. Most of these people are using it to keep in contact with friends and family. The people that drive me nuts are the people that use facebook to post quotes of famous people. Big deal you can read a book and post what someone else said. You must be a genius. After all it takes a lot of effort to write someone else’s words. The second type of person that annoys me are the people that all the sudden are friends with everyone. These are the people that knew of each other in high school but now they are lifelong friends. Everything that one person posts the other is sure to comment on. The last type of person that makes me want to puke is the person that was a pot head stoner in high school and now they post bible verses on their page. I can remember this person telling me how great LSD was. Now they are the model parent and they like to tell you about it. What a joke. What makes this person think that I care that their kid cleaned their room? I’m guessing that the majority of these people do not have real friends and all they have to hold are their virtual friends on facebook.Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10606605532038763759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279554045655853321.post-85409741550691685792009-12-11T08:06:00.001-08:002009-12-11T08:07:31.015-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnVNFZ67IYEsfu6VhkS9pCccEa472dZ87th9ddTpNjMQPbNgJBqoQWf0P_pAFrIWpTcGGqGCWumA5mw7NDmHuvZPHc-2He9xam0u8M9H0YbQ9minm2zMkQWArNUlp0bS71Av-vtJoQQ7E/s1600-h/Crown.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnVNFZ67IYEsfu6VhkS9pCccEa472dZ87th9ddTpNjMQPbNgJBqoQWf0P_pAFrIWpTcGGqGCWumA5mw7NDmHuvZPHc-2He9xam0u8M9H0YbQ9minm2zMkQWArNUlp0bS71Av-vtJoQQ7E/s400/Crown.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414010840568142290" /></a>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10606605532038763759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279554045655853321.post-22089787256806076452009-12-11T07:52:00.000-08:002009-12-11T08:11:16.993-08:00***Disclaimer***Some of you may read things on this blog that might upset you. If this happens, get over it. This is my blog so I get to write what I want. If I say something about people moving from Washington to California being the dumbest people on earth and this upsets you find another blog to read. If reading about the hunting and killing of animals upsets you or drinking alcohol and doing goofy things bothers you then you are in the wrong place. Unlike many people in this world I do not care what you think. Political correctness has no place in this blog.Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10606605532038763759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279554045655853321.post-35697719308480235362009-12-06T17:31:00.000-08:002009-12-06T18:15:33.714-08:00Whats in a name?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDHQbcDkvCeTCjoNWrBdMmYcYEeAkrQTY_TrdaQYdnT7QvI_i-ogH7ndgY-CpYqmRmYpmeO4Egy783PC2eQo9iXUS_Qfjko28AXTGj7R4J_HAsJKy-DVudegFRXFh7G7hvuG1xGxSyLlg/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412302428768169330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDHQbcDkvCeTCjoNWrBdMmYcYEeAkrQTY_TrdaQYdnT7QvI_i-ogH7ndgY-CpYqmRmYpmeO4Egy783PC2eQo9iXUS_Qfjko28AXTGj7R4J_HAsJKy-DVudegFRXFh7G7hvuG1xGxSyLlg/s400/020.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Some of you may be wondering why I named my blog the Great Pasty White Hunter. Those of you that know me know why. I am pasty white. I get a sun burn from the lights in my house. The hunter part comes from one of my favorite activities. I love being outdoors. I spend as much time as I can fishing and camping in the summer and as much time as I can hunting in the fall. I would go camping year round if I could get anyone to go with me. I have two sons that are getting to the ages where they love to be outdoors also. So maybe sometime in the near future I will have a couple someones to go with me year round.</div>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10606605532038763759noreply@blogger.com0