FULL OF BULL

After eating an entire bull, a mountain lion felt so good he started roaring. The Lion kept this bullshit up until a hunter came along and shot him, took him home and ate him.

The moral of the story: When you're FULL OF BULL, keep your goddamn mouth shut...


I'm sick and tired of running into people who think they know EVERYTHING. It seems to never end and as life goes on and people grow older, this phenomena festers. Experiences, strengths, and situational disparities become GENERAL rule, and no matter what you know when you run into this type of person, you are ALWAYS wrong.

My dad likes to refer to these people as "KNOW-IT-ALLS"...

You see, there are two kinds of people in this world. Those who know how to keep their TRAP shut, and those who don't. I have learned the hard way... Learning that sometimes its necessary to walk away KNOWING you were right, rather than PROVING you are wrong! I have met many people (of all ages) in my day who were so in love with themselves, that they found it absolutely necessary to prove it to me in the context of regular conversation. In many cases, it almost seemed like they were diagnosed with some kind of PRIVILEGED information that has not been revealed to anyone else. Now, I don't know everything, nor do I claim to; however, I am willing to admit my shortcomings and pay attention to CERTAIN people I can learn from.

Most of the time I am setting myself up for disappointment. During many of my routine encounters, I really have no business striking up conversation with these SHIT HEADS that I know are only going to blow hot air up my ass. I don't know if the prize inside their CRACKER JACK box told them to act like a goddamn MENSA member, but the reality is that they are ARGUING what SOMEONE ELSE once told them.

Like many youngsters, I learned at a very young age the concept of WHISPER DOWN THE ALLEY. The idea that information received via WORD of MOUTH is not reliable. I forget what grade I was in, but the teacher wanted to demonstrate to the class how information can be COMPLETELY misrepresented as it was relayed to more and more people.

Like many things at that age, this exercise started off oh so innocently...

The teacher kneeled down and whispered into Jamie Hess's ear... "This year for Christmas, I want a remote control car"... Jamie passed it on to the next kid, as I sat and waited until my buddy next to me got the "secret" and then told me. By the time I had got the message, it went a little something like this..."This year for Christmas, I hope my daddy gets me a 2-stroke, oil and gas-mix, Automatic clutch, chainsaw DILDO attachment for my barbie doll set!!!!"

For Gods sake.

Obviously I'm exaggerating a tad, but for arguments sake; it demonstrates that some people should not be repeating what they heard at the BUS STOP, because they are simply wrong.


More and more people in today's world tend to uphold GRAPEVINE information as notable "work cited" references. Which brings to mind another experience I had with a MOUTHBREATING pig looking at old baseball cards in my local mall last Saturday afternoon. I was in the mall picking up the newest copy of Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 at GameStop. (Yes, I do still play video games) When I happen to walk by a kiosk in the middle of the mall and saw a customer who was rifling through a pile of mint condition rookie baseball cards. Among the pile was Jose Canseco, Mark McGuire, Orel Hershiser, and many other rare, valuable cards. As I stopped to see what all the excitement was about, we got to talking casually about some of the cards he had in his hand. I mentioned some of my favorite players as a kid, and told him about some of the cards I had in my own card collection. We got to talking about my favorite card. A 1983 Topps Juan Samuel rookie card. Now, I'm not an expert on collectibles in any form, but I do know about how much this thing is worth.

In between dipping his Bavarian pretzel into a plastic condiment cup overflowing with curdled nacho cheese, this guy was telling me he was absolutely sure that my 1983 Juan Samuel Philadelphia Phillie rookie card was only worth $6.00, when all the research I did as a kid says otherwise. I surrendered on the spot, waved the white flag and RAN away from him so fast that Security thought I was shoplifting. I just couldn't bring myself to argue to days end with this guy about an old baseball card that I probably lost. It was one of those moments that I said to myself "This is one of those people who thinks he ALWAYS right."

Am I the only person who cant tolerate the stubbornness of other people?

It's unbelievable.

I almost hate talking to people that I don't know anymore because: What used to be considered innocent conversation has all of a sudden become a PRIZE FIGHT - A "weigh in" followed by a 12 round "knock down - drag out" bout, complete with ring girls and MICHAEL BUFFER announcing the winner.


I told myself when I started writing THEBASESLOADED blogspot that I would not incorporate my religious beliefs on here and I hate to get all HIGH AND MIGHTY, but the reality is; I was raised in a Catholic school and one of my favorite life lessons is found in Proverbs 17:28. It goes a little something like this:

"Even a fool is counted wise when he holds his peace; when he shuts his LIPS, he is considered perceptive."


Very similar to the more recent saying: "Better to be thought a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt."