Every once in a while I am inspired to write about certain things. It doesn't happen too often now, since I am more concerned with work and hanging out with my girls after I get home from work. But today I saw a post on Facebook that reminded me of one of the darkest memories of my childhood:
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Chinese Water Torture, Waterboarding, and Fabric Stores
Posted by The Donald at 12:38 PM 9 comments
Labels: fabric store, Hancock's, living hell
Monday, October 3, 2011
Choffy is Brewed Chocolate! Buy Yours Today!: You want to buy Choffy but don't know how? Then c...
Choffy is Brewed Chocolate! Buy Yours Today!: You want to buy Choffy but don't know how? Then c...: Buy Choffy Brewed Chocolate
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Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Looking to buy some Choffy? Then check out this video
Many of you know by now that Choffy was featured on the Dr. Oz show as a product that can "Burn Fat Faster". Since that episode aired last Monday, Choffy has been swamped with orders. Not orders in the in hundreds, but by the thousands! Now it is your turn to discover what the rest of America is starting to discover; a healthy way to enjoy chocolate...guilt free...with no sugar, fat, chemicals, or dairy. It is brewed bliss in a cup.
I made this video a couple days ago to walk new customers through the buying process. So why am I posting it here? Simple. To get the word out. Even though I haven't written a blog post in over a year, I still get random people visiting this blog. Maybe...just maybe, I can pick up a couple new customers.
Easy breezy huh? Also, if anyone is interested in becoming a Choffy distributor, feel free to ask me about it. For a small yearly fee you can not only save a bunch of money on buying Choffy for yourself, you can also make a few bucks on the side. Email me for more info!
Have a great week everyone!
Posted by The Donald at 10:36 PM 0 comments
Labels: antioxidants, breakfast, brewed choc, brewed chocolate, buy choffy, cacao, chocolate, Choffy, cocoa, Dr. Oz, organic
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Choffy was on Dr. Oz!
In case you didn't know, I sell and amazing product called Choffy. What is Choffy you ask? Choffy is 100 percent organic Cacao beans that have been roasted and ground like coffee, but it is chocolate! Not only is it chocolate, but it naturally has no sugar, no fat, no dairy, and has more antioxidants than two servings of blueberries! It really is an amazing drink. And just to show how amazing it is, Dr. Oz had it on his show yesterday! Here is a clip from the September 19th, 20011 Dr. Oz show:
Burn Fat Faster
How cool was that? Now I know you would LOVE to try some for yourself wouldn't you? All you have to do is visit www.drinkchoffy.com/divine, and within minutes you can order yourself a bag of Ivory Coast or La Espanola Choffy, and be one of us cool kids who are enjoying chocolate guilt free!
Posted by The Donald at 3:44 PM 2 comments
Labels: antioxidants, cacao, chocolate, Choffy, cocoa, Dr. Oz, healthy
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Updates From Lee...Whether I Want Them Or Not
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Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Rednecks...They Aren't Just In The South Anymore
So yesterday at work I was showing one of my co-workers how to send YouTube clips via email. You see, I am kind of the unofficial computer support technician for my fellow co-workers. In fact, it has been said (Not only by the women at work, but by my lovely wife too.) that I cannot die any time soon, because if I did too many people would be inconvenienced by my passing. Of course all they would have to do is go on over and visit my Uncle Mike and he would be able to answer any computer related questions, but I prefer staying alive to help personally.
OK, so there I was, showing her how to copy and paste the YouTube links into her email when I saw it: A video called "Completion of the new redneck roller coaster". I must admit I was intrigued. Rednecks and roller coasters sound like they could go good together. Upon finishing my tutorial on the art of emailing links, my curiosity got the best of me and I checked out the link.
It was about what I was expecting. Redneck had put a platform on top of his car, and through good ol' fashioned redneck ingenuity, rigged up a steering wheel, gas pedal, and shifter so they were able to drive the car....outside of the car. After one redneck took his turn, he passed it off to his friend so he could take his turn to drive. Redneck #2, who was sporting the gnarliest mullet I have ever seen (Imagine a man in his mid 40's who is going bald and has no hair on the front part of his head. Now imagine that same man with hair down to his belly button. You get the picture) hops right aboard and takes the "roller coaster" for a spin.
Now up to this point everything sounds pretty run of the mill redneck tomfoolery. That is what I thought too...until I started to pay closer attention to the accent of these rednecks. It wasn't a southern accent. It was....Canadian? I started the video over and turned the volume up. Sure enough, my suspicions were confirmed. These were Canadian rednecks!!!
I was blown away. I did not know that such a creature existed. Instead of every sentence followed by an "ohm" it was followed by "eh". Instead of drinking Pabst Blue Ribbon beer they were downing Labatt's beer. And instead of the Navy Jack flag being flown all over the place, they proudly flew a Union Jack flag. (I don't quite get that one...are they trying to show the frenchies of Canada they prefer the England flag? I might need to research that one.) It was as if some rednecks from the south got lost many years back while riding their lawnmowers to the beer store and ended up north of the border, ran out of gas, and cross bred with some local Canadian folk.
I watched a few more videos, but after a while the fun wore off. If I am going to spend my time watching videos on YouTube of rednecks, I am going to go with the red blooded American type. The type that can turn a rake into a deluxe hot dog cooker. The type that can flash fry a whole turkey in 20 seconds, pull it out, smother it with more butter batter, and fry it again. You might have come a long way Mr. Canadian redneck, but you still pale in comparison to our homegrown model.
If you are as intrigued as I was, check out this hybrid species of redneck here. And as a little enticement to get you to check out the rest of the Canadian redneck videos, here is a little sample:
Posted by The Donald at 10:55 AM 5 comments
Labels: Canada, davidsfarm, redneck, Redneck roller coaster, YouTube
Monday, May 17, 2010
And The Finalists Are...
Here we are, almost to the end of yet another season of American Idol. Of course that means it is time for 2 hour episodes of A.I., with only about 10 minutes of that time actually pertaining to the outcome. As everyone knows this was the first year without the habitual drunk Paula Abdul as a judge. While that has cut down on the vanilla flavored criticisms of the contestants, (Which I must admit has been nice, but I do miss the ramblings from the washed up pop star who thinks she still has it.) it has given birth to Cara Dioguardi, who is always referring to Randy Jackson and Ellen Degeneres as “The Guys”. But the big hit will come next year, when A.I. will be without the man America loves to hate, Simon Cowell.
With the quest to find Simon’s replacement for next year still ongoing, I feel the time is right to name my top finalists to take over his position, and the odds of them taking the job.
Ahh, the Donald. First off, lets take the chair he would be sitting in. It would be a leather high back chair, and knowing the Donald he would not be happy sitting on the very end of the table. The first day of auditions he would tell Cara to switch him spots and if she refused, he would buy her house, tear it down, and build a few more Trump Towers. Once his rightful spot behind the table was established, the judging would start. I have a feeling it would go something like this:
Contestant: "Uh, I am not sure, let me think...."
Randy: "Hey Dawg, why you askin' about her cash flow? This is a singing contest, not the Apprentice dude!"
The Donald: "Randy, I am disappointed in you for cutting off the contestant while she was trying to answer. For that move...Randy, you're fired."
Randy: "What? You can't fire me dawg, I am Randy Jackson. I wrote some of the biggest hits of the 80's!"
The Donald: "Of course I can Randy, don't know know who I am? Next contestant please."
Ellen: "Now Mr. Trump, that is just darn silly. Randy is part of our team of judges."
The Donald: "I know, but he was the weakest link. He is not the type of person I want for a project manager."
The Donald: "Why are you still here contestant? Leave me boardroom, you were fired too. And take Randy with you. Next contestant please."
Randy: "Dang dawg, I can't believe I just got fired."
OK, maybe Donald Trump wouldn't quite work out for American Idol. That brings us to the next finalist.
FINALIST #2 Jim Rome (40-1)
Jim Rome, one of the most influential voices in sports today would bring one thing to the table that Simon is taking with him. Attitude. For those of you who listen to, or have listened to Jim Rome in the past know that he is a master at coming up with nicknames. So much so, his radio show has its own language called "smack." And smack is just what ol' Jim would lay down on the contestants. It would go something like this:
(Contestant has finished singing. Randy, having been rehired after the whole Trump incident, liked what he heard. Ellen follows up with how the contestant sounded OK, and Cara exclaimed that the contestant didn't make the song his own.)
Ryan Seacrest: "OK, now we are to Jim. What did you think of the contestant Jim?"
If you thought Paula heaped on the praise heavy, you have no idea what Don King could do:
Ellen: "Well, at least you have your health, right? I like your style, but there is no substance to your singing. Kind of like my ex-girlfriend."
Cara: "You know what, I think I am going to have to agree with the guys. I just don't think you are right for this competition."
Ellen whispering to Randy: "Did she just call me a guy again? I know I switched teams a while back, but to call me a guy? Who does she think I am, that Bono girl? Uh, I mean..guy?"
Don King: "THAT WAS THE GREATEST! I MEAN THE GREATEST! YOU ARE THE SINGER WHO WILL WIN IT ALL! NO DOUBT ABOUT IT, YOU ARE THE CHAMP! STOP THE PRESSES, WE HAVE THE NEW SUPERSTAR! ALL THE GREATS ARE NOW SECOND PLACE TO YOU! DON KING FOUND THE BEST YET AGAIN! GOD BLESS AMERICA! ONLY IN AMERICA COULD DON KING FIND THE BEST SINGER OF ALL TIME!"
Yesiree, Don King would be great on American Idol. And I bet he would do it if asked. I don't think he has any major fighters right now he is promoting, so why not jump on Idol?
Well, that is my top 3. Of course the problem American Idol is going to run into next year is that it is going to be a shell of its former self. The two most controversial judges will be gone, leaving not much else to get excited about. I am sorry to say that much like The Office, American Idol is past its prime. And also like The Office, it has no idea it has turned from being a national sensation to something that is DVR'd but never watched.
Posted by The Donald at 9:35 PM 9 comments
Labels: American Idol, Don King, Donald Trump, Jim Rome
Friday, May 14, 2010
About Ready to Start Again, But Until Then, a Word From Our Sponsors...
OK, It is Friday night, and I just finished packing up my clothes for my looong flight back to the good ol' Tri-Cities. I wowed the fine citizens of Anchorage with my mad karaoke skills, and have met several nice people, but alas it is time to head back home. After being in Anchorage for the past week, I have felt the urge to start writing for this little ol' blog again. No really, I mean it.
Now I know what El Donaldo fans worldwide are saying right now. (Don't forget, I was voted the #1 blog in Liechtenstein for the third quarter of 2007!) You have all heard this line from me before. In fact it was about 3 months ago. But this time I mean it. Even though I hate doing it via email, I have some great things I want to write about. And if I have to do it in between handling Plutonium, then so be it.
So look forward to this Monday for the return of El Donaldo. But until then, go back into my blog vault and chew on some of the morsels I have left behind. I will even make it easy on you. Below you will find some of my favorite posts. Read them. Re-read them. Share them on facebook. Start an internet phenomenon by forwarding them to your friends.
First off, if you have never read my Workin' For the MAN! series I wrote a couple years back, check them out here:
Workin' for the MAN! Part One
Workin' for the MAN! Part Two (The Fast Food Years!)
Workin' for the MAN! Part Three (The Mall Rat Years!)
Workin' for the MAN! Part Three Continued... (Best Eddie Bauer Story Ever.)
Workin' for the MAN! Part Three B (Still a Mall Rat)
Workin' for the MAN! Part Four (The Bindery Boy Years)
After WftM, check out these favorites:
Ugh...Not Earth Day Again
Stories from Wal-Mart
The Triumphant Return of Alpha-Bits
Lies, Mistruths, and the Mindless Internet Users Who Forward Them.
Travel John
My Lesbian Dogs
Please, read my old work. And if you like it, I have many more good posts in store. Until then, have a good weekend.
Posted by The Donald at 1:02 AM 4 comments
Thursday, February 11, 2010
A.D. is for Annoying Drivers
I know I have brought this up time and time again on this blog, but I have a commute that many others in the area I live in also have to endure day after day. From my garage to my parking spot it is approximately 38.7 miles. Well, unless I decide to stop by Sonic and get a breakfast burrito…then it is about 39.1 miles, but I digress. In the last ten years I have been making this drive, I have discovered that my fellow drivers fall into one of four categories. So today, El Donaldo brings you the, “What Kind of Driver Am I?” test. There are no right or wrong answers, but if you fall into categories 1 or 2, don’t be surprised if I (category 3) pass you out on my way to work.
The Grandma driver is also known to slow down to a near stop when coming within ½ a mile of a traffic light, because if their words, “You never know when that darn gummed light is going to flip to red on you.” This action then raises the chance of being rear ended by 37 percent. Roundabouts are also a point of contention with this type of driver, as they are known to stop in the middle of a roundabout to let another car go by. Unfortunately, this only causes confusion among the other drivers waiting in line to enter the roundabout. That is unless the next in line is a fellow grandma driver; then they know exactly what the other driver is doing. On rare occasions, both grandma drivers won’t want to cut the other off, and you will have what is known as a “Grandma Roundabout Standoff”, or GRS for short.
Posted by The Donald at 2:49 PM 14 comments
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Living off the grid...kind of
Picture if you will: You are out with that special someone on a nice drive through the countryside. You have a wonderful picnic lunch packed, and in the next hour or so you will arrive at your destination, and enjoy what in your mind will be the perfect afternoon. You arrive at the park with the luscious green grass, and the wind is blowing softly through the trees. You are about to take a bite of your sandwich, and RIIIING!!! RIIIING!!! You cell phone goes off. It is your boss, he has forgotten how to get to his email, and he needs you to come back right this minute to show him how to do it. This situation sounds like it would really suck huh? Well, unless you are me. I don't have this problem. You see, El Donaldo doesn't have a cell phone.
Of course part of me feels sorry for when Alexandra asks me for a cell phone. I figure around age 10 she will start hitting us up for her own phone. It is going to be one of those moments where as a parent I am going to crush my child's dream. Kind of like when I was little and my parents took us to see Grand Coulee Dam, and all Heidi and I wanted were some twinkies. We begged. We pleaded. And in the end...we left sans twinkies. Unfortunately for Alexandra, that cell phone she will want in a few years is never going to materialize. In fact, I know exactly what I will say to my oldest daughter..."Sure Lex, you can have a cell phone...as soon as your old man gets one." I was really hoping that she wouldn't start hating me until she was a teenager. Hopefully buying her a car will make up for it.
Call me crazy for not wanting to pay upwards of 100 bucks a month just so I can talk on the phone in a place other than my house or work. Just be sure to do it while I am at one of those places, or you might have to leave a message.
Posted by The Donald at 6:11 AM 10 comments