Slave to the Grind

You can't be King of the World if you're Slave to the Grind...“You might beg for mercy to get by
But I’d rather tear this thorn FROM my side
‘Cuz I won’t be the one left behind
You can’t be King of the World if you’re Slave to the Grind
Tear down that rat racial slime
You can’t be King of the World if you’re Slave to the Grind”
Slave to the Grind

If there truly is a “soundtrack of your life”, I hope tracks FROM Skid Row’s Slave to the Grind is part of mine when the movie about me comes out. It’s the definition of me and my philosophy in musical form.

What a shame that the last best album came out in 1991. Then “Grunge” came along and fucked everything up.

During the Enemy of the State Years:
“So you think you cut me down to size…
But there’s something you should realize…
It’s gonna take more than a break in the law…
To make me smile pretty for the wrecking ball
Wont beg, won’t bleed…
Once you’ve made your mark you’ve made a threat to society.”
The Threat

Anyway, there’s the story and why I had to seek this album out again (The version with explicit lyrics, of course… fuck you, Tipper!).

But due to legal and contractual reasons I can’t talk about it (of course).
But yeah… I am not a happy camper right now.

  • My boss has moved on. He’s now Media Director of another one of our newspapers in upstate New York.
  • You could employ “common sense” and assume that I, second in command, and the one largely responsible for the success of our department would then become “Internet Director”, wouldn’t you?
  • You could. But you would be wrong.
  • For over a week now I’ve had people congratulating me, only to apologize in complete embarrassment when they find out the truth and see the hurt in my face.

    One more person asking me “when am I moving up, or is someone else filling in my boss’ position?” and I’m gonna FUCKING SCREAM.

    The fact is, I was screwed… and good. Someone else took all the credit for our hard work and left me in a fucked up position where I have to prove myself to see if I can fill my boss’ shoes.

    I always saw the success as a 50/50 deal. And I’m being REAL generous here.
    To put someone else above me would mean I have to “train my own boss”.
    Kiss my fucking ass.

    Of course I examine every situation before acting, so here are the advantages…

  • I report to two wonderful people now. People that know me, know the situation, and know my capabilities. People that are known for looking out for people in their department and giving credit where credit is due.
  • I am now free to make the newspaper site INTO what I think it SHOULD be. (I have 3 1/2 years of hate mail FROM readers to use as reference)
  • The new publisher takes over next month. I understand he’s pretty reasonable, internet-oriented, and I’ll probably go somewhere with him (‘cuz with all of the new changes and projects on the board… he’s gonna look so damn good.).
  • I’m powered by negative energy. I do my best work when I’m mad as hell.

I waited a week to see if there were any plans for me here… obviously there aren’t. If the plan is “see what it takes to make Eric find a new job”, then I’d say it’s going swell.

So I can either dwell on how “screwed” and “insulted” I am right now, or do my patented “turn this all INTO an advantage” and write my own ticket. I don’t particularly understand the “corporate mentality”…

… but I am a seriously underrated actor. :0) If I can pierce the mentality of the Über-goobers out here, I can certainly play the role of a “suit”.

Excuse me, I have to go “prooooove myself” now.
*spits on floor* Ba Fongul!
One “corporate guy” coming up!

(Yeah I know this is being read… that’s why I haven’t mentioned the part about my jumping ship and to whom yet.) :0)

EricBrooks.Com® – Where “guys in suits” are just below “guys with badges” on my list of “people I don’t trust”.

Sinko Da Mayo!!!

WOOOO WEE!!!!!

Yep, it’s time to party… Cinco de Mayo is here!!!!
Commemorating when the outgunned and outnumbered Mexicans kicked Napoleon the Turd’s Imperialistic ass on May 5th, 1862.

Like St. Patrick’s day, it’s now a day where we all kick back and drink ourselves INTO a stupor.

Looking at other news…
What’s this? The Iraqis think it’s Halloween!??!
You silly Iraqis!!!! Oh hoh!!! Look at this guy…. “LOOKIE! I’m Batman… WOOOO.

You guys…
Anyway you can see the Iraqis and Americans whooping it up for Cinco de Mayo Halloween at The Memory Hole.

See? Saddam is no longer around to torture and humiliate you guys any more…

Aren’t you glad we came?

Hey… what’s the Geneva Convention mean among friends, anyway?

Webbieworld

I made this crazy lil' guy for a business called "La Tortilla Loca" a few years back
It’s raining, damp and dismal here in the Poconos…
BUT HEY…. IT’S TRES DE MAYO!!!!!! Partaaaaaay!!!!!

I’m sure I’m opening up a can of worms here… but I always loved Webbieworld.

For those that don’t remember in 2001, I got busted by two pathetic individuals with too much time on their hands for cheating my way INTO the top spot at Webbieworld, a portal by programming guru Mark McConnell.
Continue reading “Webbieworld”

Happy Uno de Mayo!

I am SEEEEEERIOUSLY backlogged with work and major life changes… but I thought I’d CHECK in with the three people still coming here. (Actually the Gay Marriage rant is getting quite lively, and the comments are still coming… wait until I unload the sequel!)

I made this crazy lil' guy for a business called "La Tortilla Loca" a few years back
All the resorts here in the Poconos are kicking off Cinco de Mayo celebrations this weekend… And, well, we need little or no reason to find an excuse to party and celebrate here…

HAPPY UNO DE MAYO EVERYONE!!!!
TORTILLAS, TACOS AND CORONA BEER FOR EVERYBODY!!!!

Primary Day

Well, while I realize primaries don’t float too many people’s boats… All of Washington has their eyes on PA tonight.

Why? The Senator’s race between incumbent Arlen Specter and challenger Pat Toomey. It’s kind of a weird race, and it’s proven my point all year long that there are “two” Republican parties…

Toomey is the “other” Republican party, the NeoCons.
Specter is a moderate… in other words, MY party.
Continue reading “Primary Day”

Unforgiven

Ever meet someone who asks several things of you…

…and if you happen to miss accomplishing just one, they make you feel like you shouldn’t have done anything at all? Conveniently forgotten everything you’ve done for them so they can paint you as a spawn of Satan to get sympathy FROM others?

I’m surrounded by people like that every day.
People who are all too ready to believe the worst about me too.
No matter how outlandish. It’s me. They can’t stand me… ergo it MUST be true.
Continue reading “Unforgiven”

Happy Birthday, Bitch!

Another one of those no-comment posty-thingys….

That’s so you can head on over and wish the Anti-Social Bitch a HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

Or…Send her an E-Card (I couldn’t make that any easier unless I sent the damn card out FOR you.)

50 greetings or more and Ms. ASB has promised to send me pics of herself in her birthday suit! Of course I’m not supposed to pass them around…

… but you’d think some people should know me better by now. :0)

Sorry, can’t resist

“One thing is for certain, though, about me, and the world has learned this: When I say something, I mean it. And the credibility of the United States is incredibly important for keeping world peace and freedom.”

President Bush – 04/13/04

Hoo boy.

  • Trust, Don’t Verify – Bush’s incredible definition of credibility (Slate)
  • Read it already, George (Reverend Mykeru)
  • And for the “Bush inherited the recession” crowd, Blunted on Reality offers rock-solid proof the recession began in March 2001 (A little after Slick Willie’s reign).

It’s not been a good week, has it?
As Robin Williams once said: “Reality, what a concept!”

Personally, I never touch the stuff.

That the best you got???

It appears some naughty little monkey or two has been HAVING fun in my Guestbook. In the past week or so, I’ve had to DELETE several hundred entries where they just keep pressing “submit”.

I figure it’s more than one because every 2nd or third IP address is the same (yes, I have your IP’s. Read the source code on the Guestbook page, Sherlock.).

Of course since I have an enemy list 2 miles wide I won’t speculate, and I never bothered to run trace routes on your lame ass. I put in a few safeguards, and quite frankly you barely register on my radar as a “nuisance”.

Perhaps if I’m bored one day, I may hunt you down and suck your eyeballs out.
No promises.

I just wanted to use this as an excuse to mention my Guestbook, and I’ll be bringing back the “Guestbook FROM Heaven/Hell” real soon.

I may rig it so the screen explodes in a spammer’s face.
If only I can stop giggling at that thought long enough to write the code.

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