Rampage

Yeah, a post two days in a row. Amazing. I think I'll continue with my theme from yesterday. Things that bother me.

You know those annoying radio stations that play the same songs just about every hour? I have to listen to that shit everyday I work with a certain someone. I'm usually pretty lenient about the radio at work, I really don't pay much attention to it. Whomever I'm working with usually has control over it because I frankly don't care more times than not. I finally snapped the other day. I told my co-work, who shall remain nameless (Danelle), that we are sharing the radio from now on. I just can't take that shit anymore, especially because it is rap music. For starters, rap artists are the most talentless musicians known to man. They don't even play instruments for crying out loud, so they aren't even musicians. And another thing. You become a rap artist and you make one hit song. After that, you make five million remixes of it and people eat it up. That takes so much fucking talent! Jesus Christ, and all you dumb asses go out and continue to buy this crap. But back to the radio stations that play the same songs every hour. That's really what you want to hear? You honestly want to hear the same shit every hour? I don't care how good a song is, it doesn't need to be played on the radio every hour. I've went on about this for long enough and I'm stopping now. I hope I got my point across.

Obnoxious names. They come in all shapes and sizes. You've got your clearly obnoxious names like Destiny, Hazel, Apple, et al. Usually, these names are given to celebrity children because their parents think they are something special and unique. Then you have your obnoxiously spelled names and your obnoxiously pronounced name. The obnoxiously pronounced names are hard to convey over the Internet, but I think you know what I'm talking about. Anyways, you have parents that spell their child's name with a y when it is normally an i, parents that add or subtract certain letters off their child's name, and then you've got the parents that want to tinker with the pronunciation of a name. The point in all of this is that, as a parent, this is a form of child abuse. You are basically setting up your child for a life of correcting people all the time. Your child will go through his or her whole life saying, "no, that isn't how you pronounce my name, this is how you pronounce my name." And also, "no, that isn't how you spell my name, this is how you spell my name." Listen up everybody. Let's just stick with the common spellings and the common pronunciations. There needs to be a Geneva convention of names. I'd love to be on that committee. Anyway, I've rambled on about this too long. You're probably ready to kill me by now, so I'm done.

I've got one more thing I want to modernize. You know how there is all this talk in religion about God's flock, and shepherding God's flock, and all that jazz. That shit needs to be modernized. I've never seen a sheep before, and I'm sure the vast majority of people reading this have never seen a sheep before. Even if you've seen a sheep, it was on a farm or something. It isn't like you own sheep. The point is that people can't relate to sheep anymore. What, you ask, will replace sheep. Well, how about, God's Lemmings? You know what I'm takling about, that addictive computer game called Lemmings. The one where you try to save all the little lemmings because they are stupid and follow each other off of cliffs and stuff. If you don't know what I'm talking about, here is a remake of the game for you to try. Anyways, shepherding God's Lemmings. It sounds good to me, has a nice ring to it. So, to all you Lemmings out there, the rapture is coming. Get your seat picked out, go scale a mountain or cliff, jump off a building. Do whatever you gotta do to get ready for it. My only regret is that I won't be able to enjoy it with you, seeing as how I won't be one of the chosen few. Say hello to Jesus for me though!

And I'm spent. Good night everyone.