Welcome back true believers. It has been a long week for me...a lot of school work, baseball, yard work, and new episodes of Bob's Boneyard ! (there is a link there for a reason...go check it out and download the podcast on iTunes). Enough promotion...who am I; Don King? Dana White? Puff Diddy Daddy Farty Licky? Oh yes....there it is. P.D.D.F.L. You have all been wondering what the hell the title of today's blog meant, and now you know!
Sean John Combs. Intern for Uptown Records, climbs his way to Executive at Uptown...then is fired from the same company. Uptown Records brought you the likes of Guy, Heavy D, Mary J Blige, Jodeci, and Al B Sure. Sean was a super producer (like Herbie Luv Bug) that went by the name of Puff Daddy. Puff Daddy...pretty cool name for a hip hop/ r&b producer. We all grew to love Puff Daddy as a producer. But then he decided (with Bad Boy) that he wanted to come out from behind the board and get on the microphone and say "uh, uh" and "Bad Boy" every 12 seconds on every track his artists put down. He was often referred to as Puffy or Puff...that is alright, it is just a shortening of his chosen name.
Next, out of nowhere, he became P. Diddy. P. Diddy was shortened to "Diddy" and I guess that is alright. Then he wanted to be known as Sean Diddy Combs. Let's not mention that he used Biggy Smalls' death as a launch point for his "rapping" career. I use the term "rapping" very loosely, because he is straight up garbage when you put a microphone in his hand. (See earlier notes on "Bad Boy" and "Uh, uh").
P.D.D.F.L has become a pretentious prick over the years. I take nothing away from his talent as a producer, hell..I wish he would go back to producing! He came to town a few weeks ago, and my friend Alfredo Torres had the "honor" of working his show. He said that his rider was full of stuff and he didn't touch any of it. He just wanted to know that they would get it for him because he was P.D.D.F.L. The fact that he has two restaurants, two clothing lines, a movie production company, and Bad Boy proves he knows how to make money. He was estimated at 475 million dollars net worth this year! What it doesn't prove is that he has any actual talent aside from changing his name.
Speaking of changing his name...that is what brought me here today! Apparently, he is making a comeback. I am not sure where he is coming back from, or what he is coming back to...but he is coming back. And in "honor" of his comeback, he is changing his name yet again! But he is only changing it for one week. That seems like a short comeback to me. He has decided that we can all call him "Swag" for the week. I am told that this is short for the term Swagger, which is "how one presents himself to the world". I always knew Swag to mean "Stuff We All Get". Yet no matter how hard I try, I just don't get this guy. So we are allowed...nay..encouraged...nay nay...expected to call Sean John Combs "Swag" for one week, and one week only! He should take a page out of Chad Johnson's play book...changed his name to Chad Ochocinco until even he realized how stupid that sounded. So he reverted back to his given name.
This guy is such a prick. I can't stand his attempts at rap, I hate that he has 5 kids (and is the unofficial step father to Al B Sure's child), I hate that he has a movie production company (maybe so he can get himself into films that no one would ever cast him in). He is just an overall douche! So I refuse to call him Swag for a week...if anything, I would call him "Douche Swag". Hey Sean, either go back to producing mega hits, or go join your meal ticket Biggy Smalls. Either way...get off the microphone and stop changing your friggin name! I can see his tombstone now... Here Lies Sean "Puff Daddy, P. Diddy, Puffy, Diddy, Douche Swag" John Combs. Fuck a comeback, how about doing a goback? Go back to producing! Until next time boys and girls...Stay Salty.
-Salty Dog
Monday, May 23, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Aggression
Welcome back true believers. As some of you may recall, I started this blog to let out thoughts and feelings that, if kept inside, would eat me alive. I have not needed to use it for anything but promoting my friends' endeavors and exploiting stupidity in the news for a long while. Today your friend, and humble narrator needs to unload.
Have you ever been standing in your kitchen making breakfast...no one around to cause you any reason to be irritated...the skies are sunny, the birds are chirping, yet out of nowhere you feel the need to tear someone's head off of their neck? Well that is where I am today. Let me first state that no one has done anything to me today to put me in this mood, it just kind of happened. Steve, I know you are going to read this and yes...your wife will probably be mentioned as the page goes on...I don't know yet. I tend to write what comes to mind, which is why my blog is sometimes incoherent (but read the title..I have said that would happen from day one).
As most of you know, I have an overwhelming love for old school hip hop. This is usually my music of choice during the day. I will put on my iTunes and let Run DMC or the Fat Boys roll all day long. Or I will turn on Backspin on XM and enjoy the ride. Today has been different...I started my day with Hatebreed's "I Will Be Heard" and it has gotten more and more aggressive as the day has drawn on. Static X's "Bled For Days" has been the highlight of my day. What is the problem? Am I being possessed by the spirit of some whiny emo kid? Am I doing my impression of Droopy? Nay nay... I am just fed up.
I love coaching little league baseball. I like being on the Board of Directors for little league. I am at the field between 4-5 days/nights per week. I love being out there and helping the kids get better, watching them grow as players and as people. What I hate is the bullshit that goes on with the adults that are supposed to be there for the kids. I say the "adults" and use that term very loosely. There are coaches out there that have no right being role models for children. Yes, they pass the background check. All that means is that they aren't kid touchers. There are adults out there arguing with each other in front of the kids...adults that are "coaching" the same team! Adults that can't handle a simple dispute with two children on the field or in the dugout. Adults that coddle their children like they are 4 years old and alienate others on the same team. As for the board of directors portion...I have two roles on the board. I am the Secretary and the Sponsorship Coordinator. I am not Fred Grandy from the Love Boat. There are 11 members of the board...and let me say that most of them are very active in the league. But the members that are very active do EVERYTHING. There are members that don't do shit. What do we do about them? Nothing..we just do the work for them. Are these people on the board because we need to fill positions? Are they there because they are friends of other members? I can't answer that question because we are too busy doing their jobs to worry about it.
Baseball...love it. Next issue? My home. My wonderful wife told me when I retired that I needed to go to college because the VA was going to pay for it..as well as pay me to go. So I am now a college student. My poor wife is also a college student, and working two jobs. I never get to spend time with her anymore. I thought being retired I would have all the time in the world to hang out with her. Go to movies in the middle of the day, go out to lunch whenever we felt like it...pipe dream, I know. But with school, work, baseball....I never get to see her anymore.
I would apologize to you all for dumping this here, but this is my blog..not yours. For those that made it this far...thank you for indulging me. For those that didn't...well they aren't reading this anyway. I am hoping that all of this aggression will work its way out of my system before 5:00 this evening because I have a baseball game to manage tonight. Unlike some of the other "adults" at the field, my team looks to me to be the stable one on the field. Until next time my friends...Stay Salty.
-Salty Dog
Have you ever been standing in your kitchen making breakfast...no one around to cause you any reason to be irritated...the skies are sunny, the birds are chirping, yet out of nowhere you feel the need to tear someone's head off of their neck? Well that is where I am today. Let me first state that no one has done anything to me today to put me in this mood, it just kind of happened. Steve, I know you are going to read this and yes...your wife will probably be mentioned as the page goes on...I don't know yet. I tend to write what comes to mind, which is why my blog is sometimes incoherent (but read the title..I have said that would happen from day one).
As most of you know, I have an overwhelming love for old school hip hop. This is usually my music of choice during the day. I will put on my iTunes and let Run DMC or the Fat Boys roll all day long. Or I will turn on Backspin on XM and enjoy the ride. Today has been different...I started my day with Hatebreed's "I Will Be Heard" and it has gotten more and more aggressive as the day has drawn on. Static X's "Bled For Days" has been the highlight of my day. What is the problem? Am I being possessed by the spirit of some whiny emo kid? Am I doing my impression of Droopy? Nay nay... I am just fed up.
I love coaching little league baseball. I like being on the Board of Directors for little league. I am at the field between 4-5 days/nights per week. I love being out there and helping the kids get better, watching them grow as players and as people. What I hate is the bullshit that goes on with the adults that are supposed to be there for the kids. I say the "adults" and use that term very loosely. There are coaches out there that have no right being role models for children. Yes, they pass the background check. All that means is that they aren't kid touchers. There are adults out there arguing with each other in front of the kids...adults that are "coaching" the same team! Adults that can't handle a simple dispute with two children on the field or in the dugout. Adults that coddle their children like they are 4 years old and alienate others on the same team. As for the board of directors portion...I have two roles on the board. I am the Secretary and the Sponsorship Coordinator. I am not Fred Grandy from the Love Boat. There are 11 members of the board...and let me say that most of them are very active in the league. But the members that are very active do EVERYTHING. There are members that don't do shit. What do we do about them? Nothing..we just do the work for them. Are these people on the board because we need to fill positions? Are they there because they are friends of other members? I can't answer that question because we are too busy doing their jobs to worry about it.
Baseball...love it. Next issue? My home. My wonderful wife told me when I retired that I needed to go to college because the VA was going to pay for it..as well as pay me to go. So I am now a college student. My poor wife is also a college student, and working two jobs. I never get to spend time with her anymore. I thought being retired I would have all the time in the world to hang out with her. Go to movies in the middle of the day, go out to lunch whenever we felt like it...pipe dream, I know. But with school, work, baseball....I never get to see her anymore.
I would apologize to you all for dumping this here, but this is my blog..not yours. For those that made it this far...thank you for indulging me. For those that didn't...well they aren't reading this anyway. I am hoping that all of this aggression will work its way out of my system before 5:00 this evening because I have a baseball game to manage tonight. Unlike some of the other "adults" at the field, my team looks to me to be the stable one on the field. Until next time my friends...Stay Salty.
-Salty Dog
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Obama Bin Laden
Welcome back true believers! Some of you are already wondering, based on the title, what the hell am I going to be writing about this time? Let me first start off by saying I have no political affiliation whatsoever. If I were to lean one way or the other, I guess it would be to the left (but I think that is because I dress left). So...back to the lecture at hand...I am tired of hearing that "Obama didn't kill Bin Laden, the US Military did", or "Why is Obama taking credit for this? He didn't shoot him", or other comments of the sort.
I don't want to come off sounding like some crazy, disgruntled, leftist war vet...but let me tell you how the Salty one sees it. For the past 20 years, I didn't have a President. I had a Commander in Chief. It was my job (as my contract stated) to "support and defend the Constitution of the United States of America, against all enemies foreign and domestic, and to bare true faith and allegiance to the same. To obey the orders of the President of the United States, and the orders of the Officers appointed over me." Every member of the Armed Forces reads, signs, and recites these lines every time the enlist/re-enlist. The President is "the boss". So, the President IS a member of the United States Military. Consider him the Manager of the team. Did Derek Jeter win the World Series 4 times in 5 years? Nay nay...Joe Torre did that. Joe didn't run around telling everyone that he won the World Series, he gave credit to his team. But in the end, it was Joe's knowledge of his players, the information he had on the other team, and how he used all of those tools, that won the World Series. Just as the Commander in Chief used the knowledge of his players, the information he had on the other team, and other tools to kill Bin Laden.
Just because he didn't walk into that "Pock E Stahny" village with an M-16 in his hand, doesn't mean that he doesn't get some sort of credit for this happening on his watch. Do we take credit away from FDR and Truman for winning WWII? Do we take away blame from Eisenhower for the Vietnam "Conflict"? Or credit for the first Gulf War from Daddy Bush? Hell, let's take away all of the aircraft carriers that carry their names too! Nay, that is not how this works. A President who is in office during a victory gets credit for the victory. A President who is in office for a defeat, carries that defeat. Can we blame "Dubya" for all of the lives lost during OIF/OEF? He didn't pull the trigger or set the IEDs. We went in there to "support and defend the Constitution of the United States of America against all enemies; foreign and domestic".
The military members know that this is a job with no glory. It isn't an easily made career choice. What we do know is that whatever the President says...goes. "To obey the orders of the President of the United States, and the orders of the Officers appointed over me." We do the work, he gets the credit. He also gets the blame. If SEAL Team "6" went in there and Bin Laden wasn't there...would SEAL Team "6" take the blame? Nay nay...that would be the Commander in Chief's mistake. Again, he wouldn't have been the one that "let him get away". But that is exactly how he would be remembered.
Being a native New Yorker and a member of the military for 20 years, the death of Bin Laden was very special to me. I saw my fellow New Yorkers avenged, and I saw my fellow sailors do the avenging. No matter what happens from here on out, President Obama will be remembered as the President who avenged our great country, just as FDR was the guy that repaid the Japanese for what they did to Pearl Harbor. Just as Reagan made Gorbachev "tear down this wall". Just because we have a young, black Democrat in the office of President...stop trying to blame him for being credited with accomplishing something that no one has been able to accomplish for almost 10 years....find, track, and kill that son of a bitch Osama Bin Laden. Until next time kiddies....Stay Salty.
-Salty Dog
I don't want to come off sounding like some crazy, disgruntled, leftist war vet...but let me tell you how the Salty one sees it. For the past 20 years, I didn't have a President. I had a Commander in Chief. It was my job (as my contract stated) to "support and defend the Constitution of the United States of America, against all enemies foreign and domestic, and to bare true faith and allegiance to the same. To obey the orders of the President of the United States, and the orders of the Officers appointed over me." Every member of the Armed Forces reads, signs, and recites these lines every time the enlist/re-enlist. The President is "the boss". So, the President IS a member of the United States Military. Consider him the Manager of the team. Did Derek Jeter win the World Series 4 times in 5 years? Nay nay...Joe Torre did that. Joe didn't run around telling everyone that he won the World Series, he gave credit to his team. But in the end, it was Joe's knowledge of his players, the information he had on the other team, and how he used all of those tools, that won the World Series. Just as the Commander in Chief used the knowledge of his players, the information he had on the other team, and other tools to kill Bin Laden.
Just because he didn't walk into that "Pock E Stahny" village with an M-16 in his hand, doesn't mean that he doesn't get some sort of credit for this happening on his watch. Do we take credit away from FDR and Truman for winning WWII? Do we take away blame from Eisenhower for the Vietnam "Conflict"? Or credit for the first Gulf War from Daddy Bush? Hell, let's take away all of the aircraft carriers that carry their names too! Nay, that is not how this works. A President who is in office during a victory gets credit for the victory. A President who is in office for a defeat, carries that defeat. Can we blame "Dubya" for all of the lives lost during OIF/OEF? He didn't pull the trigger or set the IEDs. We went in there to "support and defend the Constitution of the United States of America against all enemies; foreign and domestic".
The military members know that this is a job with no glory. It isn't an easily made career choice. What we do know is that whatever the President says...goes. "To obey the orders of the President of the United States, and the orders of the Officers appointed over me." We do the work, he gets the credit. He also gets the blame. If SEAL Team "6" went in there and Bin Laden wasn't there...would SEAL Team "6" take the blame? Nay nay...that would be the Commander in Chief's mistake. Again, he wouldn't have been the one that "let him get away". But that is exactly how he would be remembered.
Being a native New Yorker and a member of the military for 20 years, the death of Bin Laden was very special to me. I saw my fellow New Yorkers avenged, and I saw my fellow sailors do the avenging. No matter what happens from here on out, President Obama will be remembered as the President who avenged our great country, just as FDR was the guy that repaid the Japanese for what they did to Pearl Harbor. Just as Reagan made Gorbachev "tear down this wall". Just because we have a young, black Democrat in the office of President...stop trying to blame him for being credited with accomplishing something that no one has been able to accomplish for almost 10 years....find, track, and kill that son of a bitch Osama Bin Laden. Until next time kiddies....Stay Salty.
-Salty Dog
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