Rants of the Week

If You Bump Into Me Or Poke Me In The Eye, I Will Kill You: Part 1:

2008-11-25T19:32:00.000-08:00

So it has been a long time folks and I applogize for not posting for more than a month. With the stresses of life I had not been able to sit down and actually write something for you. I have been the servant of both the system of capitalism as well as educational theories that mean practically nothing to those who you teach. Ugh. So while I have been slacking others have not. Enter Francesca....

Dear Citizens of New York:

Bravo to you. I’m here to congratulate you on successfully pissing me off two days in a row, just days before my favorite holiday and mini-vacation.

I’m aware of the reputation us New Yorkers carry amongst other citizens across this great country and those citizens who grace us with their presence from across the Atlantic or even the Pacific, sometimes the Caribbean Sea as well, but I never thought that I would ever be so angry with all of you, the people I share these streets with on a daily basis.

What have you done to piss me off?

The other day I was taking the #6 line downtown from the Upper East Side during rush hour, and normally rush hour really doesn’t bother me. I understand this is a big city and that there’s only one subway line that runs through the Upper East Side, I get that. What I don’t get, however, is why when there’s barely enough room on the train as it is… that the women of this great city feel the need to occupy space with gigantic OVERSIZED BAGS equivalent to the size of Panama. That is my first problem. I’m a woman, and I know all I need are a few tampons, chapstick, wallet, keys, and cellphone. All of these things fit like little sardines in a reasonably sized handbag that I can carry with my hand, not one that needs to be thrusted over my shoulder every 2 seconds. Ah, just wait.

“Um, excuse me, but I go to the gym after work and don’t feel like going back to my apartment.”

-Good for you! I encourage you to take time and exercise after eating 1,000 calories worth of Starbucks and another 3,000 for your burger and fries during lunch. How’s this? Bring your ratty broken down Nike sneakers most likely made by a child laborer in Indonesia and leave them in a drawer at work! Atleast you can roll your sports bra and athletic pants into a little ball and stick it into a decent sized bag that won’t jab into my arm every 2 seconds.

“I need a big bag for my band aids, hand sanitizer, mace, colored pencils (I’m an art student!), two different scented creams, pair of flip flops if it’s over 50 degrees outside, daily planner, 5 bottles of water. And my umbrella!”

-You think I’m kidding, but I know people like this. It’s endearing at first, and when you accidentally get a paper cut they’re always the first ones to offer up some Neosporin and a bandaid, but do yourself a favor and try to work on travel sized items. You can go to the nearest Wal-Mart to buy half these things in miniature sizes. This way I won’t hate you so much.

“I carry a pocketbook AND a bag. You must despise me!”

-Truth be told…Yes, I really do. The only people I make an exception for our professors and teachers. These people have papers to grade and kids to fail for the fifth time.

But for those of you who refuse to change your ways and won’t even try slimming down your oversized bags, then I ask of you to please have some train etiquette. I’m tired, too. I get up at 6:30 every morning and get on a train and take the subway just like you do. The last thing I need is a fist full of bag in my face. And why is it that every time you hit me with your bag it feels like there’s a dead body in there?! Think about it, you shouldn’t be carrying something that heavy around because you just might hurt yourself.

So, ladies, take some time after reading this to inspect your bag. Just the essentials, and if you’re feeling wild, you can even go to Sephora and buy a little case that can hold up to like 10 things in one place!! I’ll be more than happy to make some recommendations. But next time you’re on the train, and you hit me with your bag, I’m going to punch you in the vagina. :0)

Xoxo,
Francesca

Although I do not take the subway everyday to work this has got to be irritating. Seriously I understand that you need a bag that can fit the cosmos just in case the world will end and you need to escape by fitting into your $1,000 Coach bag (which is terribly strange looking with the multiple color fragments attached together ranging from Lepord Skin to Human Skin...IT PUTS THE LOTION IN THE BASKET!!) but seriously do you REALLY need to bring it EVERYWHERE you go??? At least these people actually carry bags unlike the women in the world who carry the SHOPPING BAG of a Particular Department Store....I'm all for recycling but lets be honest....most of the people (yes males do this too) who actually participate in this action doesnt even know what the word RECYCLE means.....

Anyways, I must thank you and the contributor who is mighty fine for coming and participating here at Rants of the Week. I have actually thought of some rants to write so expect some more coming your way but just keep in mind that when you touch yourself God kills a kitten.

Fin.

The New York MetSox

2008-10-20T13:44:00.000-07:00

Just like everyone else I have been watching Post Season Baseball on either TBS or on Fox. Now if you ask my opinion both are terrible but I think Joe Buck’s voice make me bleed out of the eyes so I would rather watch TBS and hear Ron Darling give me in-depth pitching analysis…..and the 86’ Mets. Speaking of the New York, we all know New York has a loyal fan base. The “Win it every year” attitude that everyone possesses, even teams who hasn’t even come close to winning it like….the New York Jets and yes even…the Islanders. (they are from New York?) But this whole “Loyalty” thing lately has gone astray, especially when it comes to some New York Mets fans.

Being a Yankee fan myself I truly have no problem with the Mets, which at times gives the opportunity for my fellow Yanks fans to give me shit, but that’s fine, its all in good fun. Its hard to route against a team that your entire family roots for, including your Mom, Dad, Brothers, Aunts, Uncles and even Grandfather since the team’s existence.

Many ask, “how the hell did you end up a Yanks fan?” When I look back on the question “why” sometimes I refer to getting Winfield and Henderson’s autographs when younger but the truth was I never focused on a team until one game. Game 2, 1995 Yankees Playoffs, Donnie Baseball’s last game in Pinstripes.

But really this rant isn’t about me; it is about the extreme “New York Met fans” that root for the Boston Red Sox as well. Ughh, these people are as irritating as those Levitra commercials played every 5 seconds on Postseason TV for the guy who unfortunately thought it was smart to eat the whole wheel of cheese and now can’t get it up when finally the rare chance has it that he has the opportunity. (I know I am fucking terrible but truth is truth)

So here I am to write a letter in rant form to ALL of those “Boston Met Fans” of the world,

Dear Met Fans turned apparently Boston Red Sox fans,

I know it’s tough to be a Met fan, hell I know how it is, I’m a Jet fan. It is extremely difficult to see your team fall like the Berlin Wall or….Lindsay Lohan after having too many Gin and Tonics who lost her footing on the table she is dancing on. Seriously I GET IT! But can’t you stand by your team? Do you have ANY loyalty WHAT so ever?! I understand but don’t accept the whole entire underlying reason why for it, YOU HATE the New York Yankees and for years and years and years all the Daily News actually posted on their newspaper other than Celebrity Gossip and lies were….the New York Yankees. You hate the Yankees because they were the team that ALWAYS made the playoffs, that got the big names, that had the coolest nicknames, the love of the entire city of New York…yes even the section of Flushing where you reside. Your loathing hate for the Yankees even extends to your relationships, one that you can’t maintain because your girlfriend thought “Derek Jeter is soooo HOT!”

So where can you go to feel the comfort of hating the Yankees and avoid the embarrassment of actually BEING a MET FAN, losing over and over and over again? I present to you the Boston Red Sox. A team who I respect less than the prostitute that you asked for directions trying to get out of Purple Stadium after Aaron Heilman gave up a three run shot in the 8th. But don’t you realize that by rooting for the Boston Red Sox that you are rooting for a team ALMOST exactly like the New York Yankees?

Now I say ALMOST because they are the cheap, 99 cent store version of a team whose history runs so deep that they don’t just represent Baseball history but the history of the United States. Babe Ruth? Lou Gherig? The Mick? Yogi? I could go on but this is not about specifically the Yankees. It’s about YOU, the Met fan, hating EVERY aspect of the New York Yankees and routing for a team that truly ISNT YOUR TEAM. This Boston team you route for spends 133,220,112 million dollars, has MORE “front runner” fans in the country with the girls who wear the pink Boston hat, whose Red Sox Nation is WORSE in slurs at stadiums than the Bleacher Creatures ever could be, who has been winning the championships and playoff games, more than any other team as of recent.

Truth is you route for Boston because it is out of spite against the Yankees. You would rather wear your crisp Boston fitted hat and newly pressed Youk jersey because that ratty Met hat and Mike Piazza one just is too “embarrassing” to wear and to me THAT’S SAD. Can’t you stay loyal to your team?? I mean hey, I loved it that the Rays beat on the Red Sox after a terrible and embarrassing year for the New York Yankees but am I going to go out and buy a Rays hat and Longoria jersey because the demise of the Red Sox and Pappelbon filled me with so much happiness that if I could bottle it I would be able to heal the world from War, Fear, and Poverty? NO! I would NEVER do that; even if it was the freakin PHILLIES who beat the Sox I would never stoop that low! NEVER! You are the person who looks at the score of the Red Sox game before the Mets because your hope is that the Sox took a game from the Yanks in the standings. WHAT DOES THAT SAY ABOUT YOU!? You are NOT a New York Mets fan….you truly are a NEW YORK YANKEES HATER.

So here is a suggestion for you…. Stuff that shirt you wear every day that clearly states “I root for Boston and anyone else who beats the Yankees” and wear that old broken down faded blue and orange hat and start routing for your team instead of spending your entire life putting your hopes in another team and the demise of a team who you say “buy” their way into everything because you should take a good look at the list for overall payroll[1]….. it’s not about who spends more, who gets more coverage in the Tri-State area…its about Loyalty, about Pride in ones team, something OTHER Met fans have WITHOUT routing for ANOTHER team whose win percentage is better than yours because that is what we call a disloyal irritant.

1. NY Yankees
207,108,489
2. NY Mets
137,391,376
3. Detroit
137,290,196
4. Boston
133,220,112

[1] ESPN.com

So that is the end of yet another rant. On a side note lately I keep thinking whether or not to keep updating this blog but every single time I post a new rant I see on the counter I keep more than 30 people a day coming to the site for a week who read these rants and even lately have been getting AIM messages, and even personally telling me that they read it everytime I post a new rant. So with that said I want to Thank You for reading and approaching me about how much you enjoy these rants. I truly appreciate it and I hope these writings make your day alittle better in some way, either by entertaining you by laughing or by pure anger. Thanks again folks...ok enough of the emotion drama...please join us back for another rant and remember... punctuality is the thef of time.

The Friend vs.The Significant Other

2008-10-04T15:44:00.001-07:00

For many people reading this I believe you can relate to this recent rant but since I only know one side of an issue, it is the only side I can actually write and sound like I kind of know what I am talking about. So I apologize girls BUT you can get a kick out of reading about some insane women that most likely you are not like due to the fact that you have a sense of humor (this being evident of you coming to this site) But I myself have delt with this situation in the past, though I wouldn't call myself an expert on the issue I at least have enough experience to write a rant about it.

Every single person has had to deal with a friend’s significant others, whether you become friends with them or whether you become mortal enemies you still have to experience many moments with that particular person.

If you happen to become friends with them, good at least you can co-exist in the world in which consists of you and your friends as long as you do not become….too close. Again this whole debate whether or not men and women can ACTUALLY be friends I will not elaborate on. If you feel creative enough I suggest opening Microsoft Word or whatever the hell program you use and create a debate/rant on that but for now I will just stick to this subject (can I really ever still to ONE subject??).

But lets be honest, 9 times out of 10 you most likely have had an unpleasant experience with your friends significant other in some way shape or form. In some way you are the freakin competition, she wants to drag you friend to see the new Nicholas Sparks movie about some guy who was a not so nice but the woman changes his ways….(because it really does happen! Right??) While on the other hand most likely the person’s friend wants to drink an entire bottle of John Daniels (if I may quote “ He may be Jack to you son, but when you've known him as long as I have”) and end up spending the night talking to Tammy about what kind of car you drive trying to be your friends wingman even though at the end of the night, after a 2 hour talk about fashion which made you want to break your Amstel Light bottle over your head, he responds “Ehh I wasn’t really that into her”. Thanks bro truly enjoyed learning about the difference between Mark Jacobs bags and Paris Hilton’s influence on it.

But can you see the over-all picture between the two people in the persons life? Competition. And most likely when you friend tells his girlfriend about the night (and yes….he will, he ALWAYS tells) this will create what we called “tension”

By definition “tension” we could say is a reaction force applied by a stretched string, rope, or other object on the objects which stretch it or on a 110 pound red haired girlfriend who is seriously debating cracking you in the face with the nice “commitment” ring your friend got her. Trust me, that cold hello she gives you most likely isnt because the new Harry Potter movie has been pushed back to 2010. Its because SHE knows that YOU pose a threat to her world, the control world.

Ahh the control world….. with many women the entire GOAL of a relationship is to control almost every aspect of their significant other. Clothes, Food, Music, Friends, Jobs, Intakes of breath you name it. (Excuse me?! Did you just breath 5 times?! I TOLD YOU HOW MUCH THAT BOTHERS ME!! WE NEED TO HAVE A SERIOUSLY TALK!!!) She knows most likely she will be able to win control of her significant other. But do you blame a women?

For example, for the men out there picture this. You are a women or a young adult, you have developed into an absolute gorgous speciment in the world and every waking moment you experience in your life is most likely a guy trying to con his way into your life and….well…other things. If you have already had control over the majority of men in your life due to this extreme advantage over all these years WHY wouldn’t you have control over your significant other the same way?? What is in it for them? You have it…Control. We, the male species are simple beings, but understanding women is like fucking rocket science, you need a Ph.D to figure out why for the last hour she was yelling at you for hanging out with your friends when she CLEARLY said to you “No babe that’s ok, you need time with your guy friends.”

But heres the catch, what if you have to deal with a woman who has nothing to offer you…?? If you are a good friend chances are if you are dealing with a friend’s girlfriend she has NOTHING to offer you only your friend’s happiness and lets face it, at times that seems to run thin. So here it is, the fucking title fight of a life time!!!

DING!
DING!
DING!

“In this corner weighing at 145 pounds from New York, New York, the man who don’t give a damn, the punk who loves to get drunk…….[Insert Male Name] The Friend Of Freedom!!”

“In this corner weighting at one hundred and……[silence]….moving on….from New York, New York….the bitch who wants to get hitched…Your Friend’s Crazy Girlfriend!!”

Ali and Frazer has got shit on this match. Even Rocky can’t save you. Even if you work out in the dank gym or come out to the Russian National Anthem guess what? YOU CAN’T WIN!! You are a threat to a world she has desired for her entire life and now YOU are going to stand in her way?! Lets put it this way, you are like Poland in World War II and if you have no idea what happened to them…wikipedia it. There is NO stoping her, she will dominate, play dirty with looks, rumors and traps like “I got this new shirt today”….”oh it looks nice”……”DAN YOUR FRIEND IS HITTING ON ME!!” Seriously there is no way you can win you can only do what we call apease them.

So suck it up my friends, there is no way of stopping them just hope that one day she’ll get a message that says that she won a trip to the South Pole and she takes it thinking it was South Beach instead because most likely, though clever…she is that stupid.

A Catcher in the Rye Rant

2008-09-30T14:21:00.000-07:00

So I was extremely tempted to put a tabloid subject as the title for this rant like "Catcher in the CRY" or something ridiculous that the Post or something would publish but then I would probably want to punch myself in the face, hence the dry subject title. But in short, this was given to me by an individual online about the famous modern classic (I know...tech. its not MODERN but please...spare me the specifics.) Some of you may disagree; some may thank the stars above and agree. So here you are folks.

"First, during my long and illustrious life in the academia, I've been brutally forced, through the required curriculum, to read Catcher in the Rye about 8 times. Now, I know all my teachers don't congregate together and discuss ways of avoiding my reading the same book twice, but this is getting out of hand. It's not that I'm reading the same book 8 times, i've read the same book multiple times. It's just this one. I know some things are considered classics, and inevitably you're going to come across the same one a couple of times. But for it to happen 8 times, this hideous practice must be wide spread. It's emo trash literature that no serious reader can find any merit in. This confessional whining of a narcissit literally makes me ill to read. The book is about a pitifully vapid existence of a mediocre person and pretends that such a confessional diatribe is (a) interesting and (b) meaningful, when it's neither. I get more angry each time i'm forced to read this crap. To make matters worse, I have to cave in to the subjective grading of my evil professors and write essays based on how they think i should feel about the book, not on how really feel about it. If they really wanted my opinion, I'd tell them to take the book and shove it up their fucking ass, but they don't want to hear that. Why can't I read Don Quixote 8 times for school? Of course not, i like that book. I have to listen once again this semester as that prick Holden pukes his feelings out and demands that he be taken seriously ... and it is absolutely terrible. "

Ok so the advantage of being the administrator of this site is....my ability to respond! (though you could if you wanted to through posting comments!) Although I love this book and is one of my favorite books, I actually like this rant! Most people you talk to usually say "OMG I LOVEEEE THAT BOOK!" and in all honesty....its annoying. Most of them read it "in high school" and "really connected with it!" but really most of the things they do in their life Caulfield would be physically sick like this ranter. But truly this book was monumental when it came out Salinger was doing something many during his time would not do (this was in 1945) describe how pathetic many situations seem, teenage angst and changed literature forever. Its so easy for us to feel and express our angst these days because we have grown up with its expression as the norm and its like everything else after it is done the first time....dull. True today you have these absolutely terrible authors trying to imitate this and talk about "their experience" and publish these horrific books but I truly find this book is not in that category. Is it not amusing? True in situations what and who he describes makes him not the greatest of people but thats the point. What does that say about me? It is because of people like Salinger and Holden's story that allows me to even think the way I do and be able to publish blogs like I do. Is there not an underlying theme as well? It is that last effort to establish a world as one psychologist stated the feeling of "building a world that exists apart from adult parameters and demands" (Nakkula, Understanding Youth) Many of us actually do it whether we realize or not and I can relate with the character and the tragedy of finding out this can never be possible.

Anyways! Please stay tuned for ANOTHER edition of Rants of the Week and keep sending me rants! I get lazy some times and don't feel like writing and just remember if she said "its not you, it's me" most likely.....it was you, not her.

Internet Display of Affection-CAUTION:Hazardous to your Mental Health

2008-09-15T06:55:00.000-07:00

NOTICE: So if any of you know me personally most likely you know that I truly care for my friends. This has been a constant characteristic of mine for quite awhile (at least in my opinion though some could argue with it). It really is hard to find extremely good friends that actually do give a shit about your normal shit problems and so on. Just the other day a good friend send me and many of my friends a drunken text thanking us for being good friends, something I and many of us truly appreciated. With this said I would like to emphases that the rant I create is inspired by one of my best friends who is extremely a great friend (I’m getting all emotional on you folks! Time to listen to Dashboard Confessional and express my feelings!!).

But this rant ISN’T just about him, it is about ALL OF THE PEOPLE WHO DO THIS which is something that DOES drive me and I do believe others nuts when we see it. So to my good friend, I dedicate this one to you, you are my boy but this needs to be done or at least attempted.

Here we go……

Sticking with the online theme many of us have AIM on our computers. Some of us of course have it at work to which I would like to call you folks and any Syracuse Alumni, “Spoiled Brats” (PLEASE Syracuse! YOU HAVE ACTUAL RESTURANTS AS DINING HALLS! MY DINING HALL WAS A MAN NAME MARCUS PICKING UP THE TRASH SERVING IT TO US WITH A SIDE OF E-COLI, Don’t believe me? Ask the New York Giants….)

Most likely if you have AIM, 98.9% of you folks check away messages, and please don’t deny it. Every person who I know who has denied this fact, so far I have actually physically SEEN you do it. We are all curious and that’s what makes us human. I won’t deny that I don’t do it. If I didn’t I may not have this fantastic rant I am presenting today for you. So while we secretly don’t admit we check away messages….we all do and chances are if you do, you have seen what I am about to describe…and its irritation at its best….

[The scene opens with me at my computer….with the mouse I toggle down the AIM list]

Me: hmmm I wonder what PhAtTyBoOtY23 is up to??

PhAtTyBoOtY23: RubBin AgAinst DeM pOlEs At Da ClUb!! YoU KnOw ItTt!

Me: WOW….ok let’s never check that again……actually lets just delete her all together…..hmmm ok well my boy gotta be doing something cool! Lets check that shit out! [The left mouse clicks on ScArElEtBeGoNias56]

At this moment I would like to pause and back track into the past….this is what ScArElEtBeGoNias56 would have said before having a girlfriend

ScArElEtBeGoNias56: Out with da boys, drinking whiskey, causin a ruckus watchin the Yanks game and you best leave your girls at home because you know how we do and its too dangerioussss!!

Me: Fuck Yeah BRO!!! I’m fuckin goin kid!!

[Enters my girlfriend]

Girlfriend: You’re going where?!

Me: The Bar babe! Gonna Drink Me Some whiskey with da boys and watch My Main Man Wong throw a 2 hitter YEAH YEAH!!!!

Girlfriend: Guess no sex for you tonight…….

At this point most nights, I would have sighed, gotten back into bed, proceeded to watch some god awful show about Denise Richards getting her hair done until the Yanks game was on with my girlfriend sleeping with her stuffed animal beneath her head. But whiskey? The Boys? Probably not….but no tears need to be shed. Soon enough my friends would be going out again especially ScArElEtBeGoNias56, he’s unstoppable, no chick can hold him down. He’s like James Dean and 007 in one, with the exception of his musical taste in Billy Joel, he’s an icon.

Now lets bring us back to…the present. I toggle down to see what people are doing

Me: Man I feel like boozing! I’m sure he’d (ScArElEtBeGoNias56) be down!

[Left click on ScArElEtBeGoNias56]

ScArElEtBeGoNias56: KICKING SOME ASS AT THE GYM SO I CAN CRUSH KIDS IN HALF……..then going to my darling lovable dove’s house where we will together make tea and crumpets with her lovely family and play “Who can guess the Broadway show tune?”!! I LOVE YOU SWEETIE PIE!!!

Me: huh……what? Am I in Bizarro World….hold on a second……..[Shouting] Baby….I’m going to the bar with my friends, I will be drinking massive amounts of alcohol and watching the Yanks. I’m gonna need a ride home……..

Girlfriend: Ok babe, just make sure you call and when you get back we’ll have the greatest sex of your life…..

Me:…… I AM IN BIZARRO WORLD!!!!

So after that screen play my girlfriend is most likely going to call me and tear me a new one and try to make me watch some god awful movie like The Notebook (though I will secretly place Full Metal Jacket in the DVD player until she gets annoyed and falls asleep), but seriously, WTF MATE???? So hold the fucking phone, this guy, balls of steel, the George Washington of relationships who was more inspirational than the time I watched the movie Rudy for the first time, has now gone down into the zone? The IDA zone? I mean as you can see from my screen play I am no fucking Don Juan but are you serious??

Now I’m sure you are asking….”What’s the IDA zone?” and if you didn’t happen to notice the huge title at the top of this rant than I shall tell you what it means. It is a disease called “Internet Display of Affection”. If you have been afflicted by Internet Display of Affection that most likely means you are extremely OVER AFFECTIONATE to your significant other….publicly ONLINE. No matter WHAT you do, you UNCONTROLABLLY have to tell the person you are dating that you love them. Eating, Working, Breathing, Picking your Nose, ANYTHING you do must require an Affectionate message….. Take our good friend Robert Falk, a 24 year old bank clerk. He was fine most of the time until he met the love of his life, Wanda……”Robert is: work sucks! I LOVE YOU WANDA MORE THAN ANYTHING! YOU MY GIRL SON!!!!”

But what about other people with IDA?

The next victim:

“Peeing like a race horse and throwing up due to all the Jager Shots….. but I LOVE YOU BABY!!!!!!!”

And my personal favorite:

“Out with my girlfriend, walking on the beach….I LOVE YOU MUFFIN!!! YOU’RE THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE!!!”

>!?@!?@!(*@)(!*!!?? HUH!?! EXCUSE ME!?! BAKING POWDER?! You are WITH your GIRLFRIEND!!!!!! YOU ARE SERIOUSLY NOT EVEN 2 FUCKING FEET AWAY FROM HER!?!?! WHY DO YOU NEED TO TELL HER ONLINE THAT YOU LOVE HER?!?! CAN’T YOU DO IT IN PERSON?!?! Just TURN around and say “babyyyyyyyy I LOVE YOU!!!” Wouldn’t that be more affective than actually posting it on your away message with everyone in the entire world to see but most likely not her considering SHE IS WITH YOU and if YOUR not on a computer guess what? SHES NOT EITHER!!! Hence SHE WILL NOT SEE YOUR MESSAGE!!

This does not make logical SENSE!! But that is some of the side effects of IDA…. didn’t you read the small print?

“Some side effects of IDA may cause:
· Depleting funds in the bank
· The watching of terrible shows on the CW
· Actually knowing the cast of American Idol
· Caring about what your girlfriend’s friend Chrissie did at work
· And not making ANY sense

Oh and one more thing….

“IDA may cause extremely loveable away messages which may create irritation in the brain for everyone else in the entire world. If you have friends or loved ones please inform them that they maybe losing their sanity slowly every affectionate away message they read posted by you.”

I would like to thank my good friend for being such a good spirit; it is the reason WHY he is a good friend, that we can joke about this shit. But I can’t keep this up or else their will be a revolution against me so write me some rants at rantsoftheweek@gmail.com and please remember IDA is a disease and we can all help, by making fun of these friends often.

But remember they are not the only people to ever have IDA, just look at some historical figures who have suffered from this terrible disease.

(From 1941-1953, Joseph Stalin suffered from IDA)

(While fighting for our Independence, Thomas Jefferson suffered from IDA)

(From 1206-1227, Genghis Khan suffered from the terrible disease called IDA)

"Be advised, If you drive a Beamer you may need a Penis Pump...."

2008-09-10T05:17:00.000-07:00

So I recieved this rant recently and I figured I would stop being a Sally and actually post it instead of being lazy and working all day at work.
By the way can anyone comment on this picture to the left? How incredible is it? To me, it is as incredible as this rant. Enjoy

When it comes to the road, there are many things I could complain about…people not signaling, people with cell phones attached to their head cutting me off, annoying State Troopers waiting at the bottom of hills, etc. However I have decided to focus on one particular qualm I have with the “state of the road” and that is BMW drivers.

I’m sure we’ve all experienced driving on some parkway, and it doesn’t matter if you are traveling at 55 mph or 80 mph (it doesn’t matter what lane you’re in, they’ll find you), there is a sudden speeding car in the rear view mirror. All of a sudden it is behind you, tailgating you, flashing its lights because you’re in their way, and then, finally passing you, nearly hitting you in the process. Or maybe it was that time where that one driver decided that he was the most important person in the world at the time, and could make whatever illegal turn he wanted, saving him all of 6 seconds, and nearly killing a dozen or so people with his impatience. Or one of my personal favorites, you are waiting at a red light and will proceed to continue straight when it turns green. On the other side of the light waiting to make a left is another car. When the light turns green, the car proceeds to make his left in front of you, rather than wait the 2 seconds it takes to correctly give you the right of way.

Do you ever realize that the car is always a BMW? Seriously, through my study and calculations, I have come to the conclusion that 94% of BMW drivers are absolute assholes who have no regard for anyone else on the road. Do these people all have surgeries to get to? Is there some sort of dire emergency that allows them to drive with the skill of a blind, one-armed, drunken mental patient? Perhaps they are just missing a chromosome which, for some reason, draws them to the sacred elitist BMW symbol. My own personal theory is that once a person buys or leases a Beamer, they proceed to the back room of the dealership, where a sales representative sits them down in a comfortable chair and explain to the buyer that they no longer need to follow the rules of the road, since, by purchasing a BMW, they have proven themselves to be better than everyone else alive. I also have another scenario that involves a lobotomy and a disgruntled beaver covered in gravy, but I will save that for another time. Nothing says, “I’m better than you and I have a small penis” quite like a sweet new Beamer. Now they have proven to the world that they are “superior”, they don’t have to play by anyone’s rules anymore. They can run over dogs at will or park on your lawn, for they drive an elite automobile, and you don’t, so you don’t count.

So I don’t exactly know why these people drive like complete douchebags, but perhaps the “why” doesn’t even matter. All that matters is that I avoid these people at all costs, as they have the decision making ability of George W. Bush. So for those who are lucky enough to end up with the financial capability to purchase a “luxury” car, please choose something other than a Beamer. Hell, Mercedes-Benz drivers only have a 86% asshole factor, maybe pick up one of those bad boys.

"Don't mind me, I drive a beamer, I can park where ever I want"

"JaGeR ThAt ShItTEe Up BrAhH!"

2008-09-05T07:15:00.000-07:00

Since we have already been introduced to the “powers of the internet” and since most of the people who read this blog seem to be alittle shy on creating rants on things that annoy the hell out of them why not create another one? So here it goes my friends. Like everyone else in the entire world I at times check on how other people are doing that I have previously known in my life through internet means we have previously talked about (isn’t that the point of these sites??). Many of which I don’t really talk to anymore due to whatever reason (see last rant), but being friends on these sites I on rare occasions see how and what they are doing with their lives. Some I smile and am glad they are doing ok (“Look at her kid’s melon! It’s got its own weather system!”), others I slap myself on the forehead and ask “what the hell happened to you!?”

But in many of these cases I always see them having a good time and far be it for me to ever take away a person’s good time…but in my Keith Hernandez way… I’m going to….. It is almost like clock work that every time I sign on to Facebook SOMEONE has uploaded pictures, ones you curiously look at, but almost every time you look you usually will see something along with it… the shit brown drink that taste like ass. Yes you know the drink; you know you’ve taken it….Jager. Now I must say I have drank Jager in the past, in my year of being 21 it was the “Yo BrOoOo!!! I WANNA GET FUCKED UP!” drink, but it was after my twenty first year that I actually gained taste buds and intelligence. However I can’t help but notice that almost EVERY person in pictures, at the bar who pound multiple Jager shots….really should be prevented from procreating. (I know, I’m awful) Seriously, you know who they are.

Male Jager Drinker

If you see them in pictures it’s most likely the dude who should have laid off the last shot he injected in his butt full of roids. He also feels the need to “Rock Out!” with some sort of metal sign clearly showing his AWESOME TRIBAL tattoo (which by the way can someone make a rant about THESE things…worst idea of all time, PLEASE STOP!! You’re not part of a fucking tribe and it looks awful, I mean I would rather see the “I Love Mom” Tattoo!!)

Usually the guy has the discontent face on because lets face it, being pissed is “cool” (as you can see I’m cool because I’m pissed and write rants about being cool….hmmm not the same? Oh well) but that’s not where it ends either. He most likely will have gotten into 3 fights that same night those pictures were being taken because the dude across the bar looked at his Heineken wrong (ARE YOU MESSIN WITH MY HEINE BRAH!?!) or just most likely he’s pissed about learning his female “friend” was hooking up with that dude just 3 minutes before (“Yo bro we have good talks, she loves my blow out….and she gives good head, she’s the one to marry….whatevs”) Regardless they usually look/sound like they haven’t read a book since “The Giving Tree”…. (“Yo Bro! Whatever that was a really giving tree man!!”)

Female Jager Drinkers

For the women they are what we would expect. Large tits which are BARELY hanging on to the loose piece of black cloth and are about to fall out ANY SECOND but that’s no concern of hers because making the “kissy” face is WAYYYYYY more important than anything else!! He He He MY FRIENDS ROCK! The night would not be complete without the group photo because without that the world may not go on living.

The girls all range from:

· the extremely pretty one who complains about getting fucked over too much though has most likely driven her last boyfriend insane

· the intelligent but not as pretty one wondering “What the hell am I doing with these people?” but is just as guilty due to association with morons (in a smaller world of my former work place we call that the Ashish[1] Rule See Footnote for further information),

· you will also have the really butch girl which you think likes girls (which would be fine) but in all seriousness she probably likes sex with dudes more than two porn stars put together and could most likely beat the shit out of you and all your crew if provoked.

[1] Ashish- the definition of this character would consist of constantly lying about things not physically possible (Yo bro I saw the National in Ireland Last night! IT WAS SICK!) or constantly talking about Baltimore Orioles outfielder Nick Markakis, if associated banishment will comence.

So despite the angry fights they may get into with the bouncer, despite the absolutely terrible dance music they may play on the jukebox and despite the STD they will be spreading among themselves we can’t ignore what fun they ARE having! So cheers to them! And no cheers and no night would be complete without Jager- the pure drink for irritation.

So I will be off from rants for the weekend though I will most likely will change the Annoying Picture of the Week as well as the Poll, so keep coming and voting and commenting. Also by next week my new optimisitc side will be coming out with "Review of the Week" just click the link below the poll and find out what it is. But if you are bored write a rant for us and send it to rantsoftheweek@gmail.com and trust me you are more creative than you think you are. By the way I just thought you guys might like to know the whistle goes....WOOO WOOO!!!!!

Andrew is: FaCeBoOk StATuS RaNT!@&^(*&@#

2008-09-02T06:51:00.000-07:00

Lately I have understood how technology has changed the world. Simple websites started by dorky college kids have made them multi-millionaires, an event I support because they actually started from the ground up and created something out of nothing (oh behold the American Dream) Some of these sites include one called Facebook which many of you know and most likely are on. I’ll be honest I don’t really mind too many of these sites mostly because I love to see how people are doing, many of them I don’t really get to see anymore but would like to (due to creating families…..yes weird I know, or moving across the country or even across the world)

Now it is always interesting to see people’s “status” on these sites and for those who do not know what the hell I am talking about I shall explain, no worries it is not Einstein’s theory on relativity or Nietzsche’s philosophy on God and his/her’s “non existence”

Someone’s “status” basically gives a person an opportunity to update what a person is doing at a particular moment, day, week and so on. So if I was going to get a burrito from Moe’s I could state (keep in mind your name ALWAYS comes first)

“Andrew went to get a Burrito and most likely throw up after eating so much that may cause his death in due time.”

A dramatic statement yes, although most likely true, it enables folks to be updated. Many times on mundane shit but still I guess people like to feel that others care what the other is doing.

But what I can’t fucking stand is people who decide to create a “status” without actually making sense by use of the English language or their native language at that. Maybe it’s my extreme OCD to which includes doors needing to be shut when I’m relaxed, and constantly drumming with my hands on every object I come into physical contact with. (I know man; I’m fucking weird…anyways….) It still irritates THE HELL out of me when someone decides to create something that doesn’t make SENSE!! IF you are going to write and in a small way PUBLISH something CAN’T YOU USE THE CORRECT FUCKING STRUCTURE OF A SENTENCE!?!?! Now I’m not asking for Shakespeare here though he even went against the grain of sentence structure, I’m just asking for SIMPLE SENTENCES!! Here is an example:

“Jenna Blanch is: GoNnA gEt FuCkKkKeEeDdD uP tOnIgHt AnD gOnNa FiNd SoMe GuYs To SlEeP wItH yEaHhHh FaBaLiCoUs FoR LifEeEeEe!!”

Though this sentence would cause me to have a small aneurysm I actually APPROVE of this message. Although “Jenna” may need a thesaurus and most likely some condoms to prevent from getting the Clap or the Hi-V, this really doesn’t piss me off! I truly appreciate ACTUALLY MAKING SENSE.

What pisses me off is the following example:

“Robert Falk is NEW YORK GIANTS RULEE!!@(&^!@(*! YAY!!! SUPER BOWL!!! WONDA I LOVE YOU!!”

So Mr. Falk, let me get this straight you ARE “New York Giants rule?” Let me ask you a question did you take the required course of ENGLISH in Middle School? You sound like the dude who actually makes my burritos...and hes from China. Unlike my burrito friend here, have you not spent the last 23 years of your life in an English speaking country??? ARE WE TOTALLY CLUELESS!?

You my friend have forced my hand so let me enlighten you….

How to Structure a Sentence
1) Every SENTENCE has a SUBJECT which can be a NOUN or a PRONOUN
2) After the subject is established you must actually add something we call a fucking verb. This can describe action, existence and so on. You may then add an OBJECT just to make some fucking sense.
3) Then we add a….and I know it’s a big word so stick with me……a predicative then an adverb.
4) Congradulations! You have just created a sentence!! Was it that hard?

So please if you are going to inform us about how you just bought a new bamboo bird cage for your apartment although you don’t have a bird but you just think it looks pretty or how you poop has apparently turned green and you think its just the most AWESOME thing in the world or just the fact that you are the most irritating person I have ever had the pleasure of experiencing…..just MAKE SENSE!

For your rants to be submitted and published (again your name doesn’t have to be attached to the rant) send me them at rantsoftheweek@gmail.com, also feel free to comment on any one of these rants without attaching your name to it too but remember if the glove dont fit, you must acquit.

"I am Awesome at making your life miserable"

2008-08-30T07:49:00.000-07:00

Interestingly enough I opened my email and saw a rant that I thought was quite clever.

Read the following and take notes...there will be a test at the end of this rant.....just kidding...or am I?

"We've all had at least one. Hell, lots of us probably have one right now. I'm not talking about a beer, I'm talking about a waste-of-space supervisor.

You know them well. They're people that seem nice enough - on a good day - but other than that, you're not entirely sure how they climbed the employment ladder to be in charge of anything but locking the door when they go to the bathroom.

This doesn't go to say that they don't mean well. Okay, maybe that's not true. I think what I mean, is that they mean well FOR THEMSELVES. Part of being a supervisor is, you guessed it, supervising. That means - to me - making sure your subordinates not only have their shit together, but are happy. Here's an example of good supervising:

Me: Were you able to look at that report I gave you recently?

Supervisor: Absolutely! I loved pages 1 through 3, but your last paragraph on page 4 should be left out. Let's make that change and get it!

[I can't really say I've actually had a supervisor like that, but, in my perfect world, that would be the kind of person ideal for the situation. This is more what I'm used to:]

Me: Were you able to look at that report I gave you three months ago, that you said you'd look at, but never did?

Supervisor: Yeah, I got around to it. It looks okay, I don't really have any changes....

[two weeks later, after I've turned it in...]

Supervisor: Yeah, so I finally read your report. Pages 1 through 3 are trash, and I don't really think you're saying what you mean. It's out of context, and by the way, it doesn't really reflect MY values, and because I run this department, you really should make it seem like I wrote this.

I've had the privilege of working places where I look at the senior staff, and have thought to myself "who did he/she sleep with to get here? Whose child did they kidnap to be promoted? This person can barely spell their own name, but they're a director? No, being your subordinate does not mean part of my job description is getting you coffee, you shitbag." And worst of all - I'll call this detail "professional plagiarism."Professional plagiarism is when your supervisor takes work that you have done, and then presents it to their bosses as their own. Say, for instance, you totally fix the computer network at your job, have made your customers happy and therefor increased revenue, and also saved a puppy - Your plagiarist then swoops in like the dirty hawk they are, and runs with it, in the usual "I was able to fix the computer network while saving a puppy, and also, that increased our sales." Scumbags.All this to say, that it's not the worst thing in the world. Just suck it up, because most of those people will grow old alone and have no friends. And they'll probably end up living in an alley, because they will have been fired from a job they weren't capable of. Assholes.

So holy shit, do I know what you mean. Do we just not have enough intelligence to create our OWN shit up? My boss is one of those "Oh I did this and that...arent I sooooooooooooo SPECIAL!!" about EVERYTHING. Oh employees of yours created an interactive gym for kids to mental climb bars and thus creates a stimulant in the brain that reduces obesity and allows kids to become healthy?? What an amazing program! You must have fantastic workers..."Well you know I actually encouraged them to start it so I am the brain child of it" Did your employee just figure out a way to cure AIDS?? "Well you know it was MY guidance to allow them to figure it out" Is that your employee running into a burning building, saving children with disabilities while also gathering their pets, while on fire still manages to save artifacts that prove Noah's Arc exsisted while actually fighting the fire? "Well it is because of MY inspiration as a supervisior that allowed him to get the courage to do that"

Your guidance is irritance to the highest degree. Higher than the one you happened to randomly obtain while you were drinking sake bombs in the Financial District trying to find a "good catch"

Well my friends that does it for another wonderful rant. Again if you would like to vent about anything and see it published just like this one please send me some at rantsoftheweek@gmail.com.

Global Warming? No Such Thing!

2008-08-28T10:06:00.000-07:00

Well folks here we are again. I must say, I truly like having these rants back. It gives me something to do at work when not being harassed by people asking the stupidest questions ever conjured by another human being. “Was Jefferson that guy who freed the slaves?” “How'd Washington cut the apple tree down? With an electric saw?” and my favorite “What does the President do?” Mind you all of these questions actually came out of the mouths of full grown adults (at least grown physically obviously not in intelligence)

Don’t get me wrong, many of the visitors are actually interesting, nice and intelligent people so those people would be excluded from this rant. But it is after years of dealing with the other ones that I have realized that some of the world’s stupidest people decide to stop at my work before continuing on their holy pilgrimage of stupidity. So I wasn’t surprised to hear one day at work one person actually tell me what you are about to read.

Visitor: “So let me ask you sonny, what is a major concern of your generation these days?”

Thinking this was an interesting question I entertained with an answer

Me: “Well I think our generation needs to step up and at least start concerning ourselves with the environment and renewable resources”

Visitor: “Really? I don’t believe in that stuff….”

Me: “What do you mean you ‘don’t believe’ in it?”

Visitor: “I don’t think it exist, there is no such thing”

At this moment I would like all visitors to buckle your seat belts, place your tray tables up, and return your seat back to its full, upright position because the stupidest person on Earth has now spoken. You don’t think it exists????? I wasn’t aware that scientific FACT was in the same category as Santa Clause, the Easter Bunny and Surround Sound. (Yes surround sound is a myth; it never works even when my Technology Guy Brother fixes it)

If you are in fact in agreement with this individual then I really must say I am impressed that you were able to read up to this point. Can anyone say ignorance? You are telling me that the ice in the artic has just melted because people are farting too much? (South Park reference) Or how about the most AMAZZZZINGGG excuse ever “I don’t know…seems fine to me” Wow thank you, you sound like my girlfriend’s brother in law talking about the New York Mets demise during the 2007 season and apparently……hes a big Met fan.

So since you can not understand SIMPLE COMMON fact I will try and break it down for you. Lets give a little SCIENCE LESSON THEN, One you can understand:

1) Humans use machines that fuck up the atmosphere ( this results in shit going into our environment)

2) Due to the shit never dissolving it gets trapped on our planet..... suckage.

3) Then the really hot sun (just a mere 15 million degrees) sends down its ray

4) It then gets trapped by all the SHIT in our atmosphere…major suckage

5) Due to the SHIT blocking the REALLY HOT SUN RAYS from LEAVING our planet it gets STUCK, resulting in the Earth.....you guessed it! GETTING HOTTER.

6) If this takes place what do you think happens to the Ice caps? It Melts! FANTASTIC!! Resulting in high water levels and over heating damaging crops to name two out of MANY! YAY!!!

So now that I have brought it down to your language which it took me 30 minutes to figure out how I could make it sound idiotic for you to understand, now do you get it? Im sorry for using this sentence…… its not Rocket Science, its SIMPLE COMMON SENSE SCIENCE!! DID YOU PASS THE 3rd GRADE!?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!!

But no, Im suppose to be the one who is crazy so lets run the world as YOU would like it based upon jelly beans and smiles! Yay!

As a result I would like to thank you again for making me realize and appreciate that I have something we call a brain and that I like many other human beings on earth ACTUALLY USE IT!! So no need for convincing; your theory has obviously affected me and made me realize that irritation is just a myth that its definition is simply YOU.

The "How Are You" Dilemma

2008-08-26T05:14:00.000-07:00

Welcome everyone again. Since the first post I have gotten a pretty good responce which makes me smile (which is always a good thing) and hopefully you have gotten one too. But what else have I gotten? Rants! And being very excited about our first participant I have decided to post it! So hopefully you will read it and realize that I am not the only crazy person posting on this blog.

"I deal with about 100 people on any given day. These are my clients and I love them, BUT, what I don't love is not receiving the same consideration as I give. For example:

Me: Hey Michael! It's Francesca at ********.

Michael: Hi Francesca.

Me: How are you!?

Michael: Good.

::Awkward Silence::

Me:... Good!! Well, I have something for you for tomorrow....

Are you SERIOUSLY not going to ask me how I'm doing?? And are you seriously not even going to say Thank you when I ask how you're doing?? Who on Earth do you think you are? A simple "Good, thanks. How are you?" is all I'm asking. It doesn't have to be real, you don't have to really care, but atleast PRETEND TO BE NICE TO ME!!! I somewhat control your career, dammit, the least you could do is ask how I'm doing. I promise I wont rant and rave about my weekend and I promise I wont tell you that I had great sex or that my mom was pissing me off or that I saw a really cute puppy. All I'll say is, "I'm doing very well, thank you." That's it. 6 little words. Don't make me feel like I'm a nobody!! Note to actors: BE NICE to your agents or else you might not be called for mysterious reasons AKA my boss will put your name down on a list and we'll get you a time for an audition but I'll refuse to call you because YOU SUCK.

For me I can relate to this, at my own job I have to deal with shit like this all the time. Being in my awfully looking uniform I always have to ask people "How are you doing today folks?!" with a stupid grin on my face. I can not tell you the irritation I feel when I only get the responce "Good"........Well I am happy that your happy but what about asking me? The person who can actually "help" you today, working hard for you moron. I must say though what irritates me more is when I say "How are you doing today?" and someone says "How are you?" back.....I JUST asked you a question and you respond with a question? Can we not make a decision on how we are? Irritated is the answer to your question that you answered with a question sir, irritation. Good rant Francis.

For the rest of you keep reading, keep writing and keep it real, but not too much because sometimes keeping it real could go wrong.

"Thanks for the Ride, Now let me annoy you as much as humanly possible!"

2008-08-24T15:55:00.002-07:00

Dear Ladies and Gentlemen,

Let the Rants begin. So I haven’t done this in awhile so bare with me as much as you can. Recently I have been wondering what really to rant about. I understand life is beautiful and I enjoy it….alot but there are some things in the world that do just annoy the average human being and I think venting about it is usually the best thing to do instead of bottling it up so here I go to begin things and start things off.

Most likely if you have been in my car, I probably enjoy your company enough to invite you in it. I usually like driving, unless I have a thousand things in my backseat like for example: my entire drum set, my clutter of Poland Spring bottles from when I was probably hung over, an array of books ranging from James Joyce to “The History of Ice Cream” (I kid you not…I own this book).

So yes it is true, I like driving around, it is the only time I can listen to the music I truly want to listen to at that particular time period but there is ALWAYS ONE thing that annoys the HELL out of me when driving some people. Here is a simulation of what annoys me…

[Person 1 Enters a 2008 Mazda 6]

Person 1: HEY!! What goin on!? Thanks soooo much for picking me up! Way appreciate it.

Me: No problem are you kidding? I love driving plus Im probably gonna beat your ass in Air Hockey anyway so its cool…….and….

[Person 1’s Cell Phone Goes Off…It’s the theme to Sex and the City, they proceed to pick it up]

Me: ….ok I guess…its…important….

Person 1 talking to person on phone: OMG! HEYY!!! WHAT UP SON!? Nothing, just driving around……YEAH I KNOW! CRAIZNESS! But seriously…..What? Oh yeah I know what you mean…Seriously? I know. I cant believe that either! What a slut!

Me: Wait…whose a slut?? Huh? Por Que?

Person 1 speaking to me: No not you, only take a second

Person 1 back to phone call: I KNOW!!!! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!!! THE MOST INSANE THING I HAVE EVER HEARD IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!!! HOLY SHIT I KNOW!......... I cant believe her seriously Mandy really needs to lighten up…..

[After 12 minutes on the phone]

Person 1…yet again on the phone: FOR REAL SERIOUSLY! I know I have to get a new toothbrush my shit is NOT doing the job!!

[After 15 minutes]

Person 1 talking on the phone: I know…seriously, worst gas I have ever had in my LIFE!

Me: uhhh…huh?

Person 1: Oh not you.

[Destination arrived, the car trip is over and finally the telephone call is as well]

Me: Wow, so whats goin on? You sounded really concerned and troubled…..

Person 1: Nothing

Me: What do you mean nothing?

Person 1: Nothing, just chatting…

So let me get this straight? I picked you up because I was being courteous and now all of a sudden you are going to get into a 30 minute conversation with someone talk about something COMPLETELY OVER my head and not even let me listen to my music because you tell me “its too loud”???? The irritation meter….has just been filled. No need to stop and purchase irritation at $3.50 a gallon…..its just been filled.

So word of advice folks, forget “Be Kind Rewind” here is a tip for you [and excuse the language but I think its appropriate] “Be kind and end the fucking phone call”.

I hope you enjoyed the first of many [I hope] as much as I did and clearly I should write for Hollywood and get rich and marry Scarlett Johansson and never have to work again.

Till next time folks, I bid you farewell!

A Nice Beginning Back

2008-08-22T11:56:00.000-07:00

Well here we are again, yes my friends the rants are apparently coming back in full force. Now if you ask me why I started this again, I couldn't tell you. Call it boredom at work, call it a profound hatred of man, call it a sign...yes the rants are back.

But I must feel like I should explain it again for those who were not with us previously. This page is meant for venting in any context you can think of (with minor exceptions). I, the administrator will take ANY rant that you create and post it here as long as it meets the requirements:

1) It is actually readable
2) It in no way shape or form has any bigotry in any way due to race, religion or sex

Also, Please don't post the actual name of your significant other for this will cause more of a problem for you in the end, though I'm sure if you're on this page you are most likely smarter than that. If you aren't...well you probably should click that little red X in the top right corner of your computer screen.

Many of your views will be different than those posted on the page and that’s cool. If you would like you can comment on them as long as it is in the appropriate manner.

Rants will be most likely weekly just because there are times I can not update it (due to things beyond my control...like hurricanes and Barry Manilow). But again this blog is FOR YOU and FOR EVERYONE. If you create it, I will post it. Simply put.

Welcome to Rants of the Week. Enjoy, Vent, and feel better knowing you are not the only person who feels the way you do.

To have a rant posted please send ALL rants to: rantsoftheweek@gmail.com

All rants are subject to editing, content will NOT be edited only grammar if need.