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So I will start off on a sad note. Two days ago a former employee of our organization died at 32, suffering a massive heart attack. The EMT’s on shift that night had to pick his deceased body up from a Japanese hospital and transport him to another hospital. I couldn’t image seeing a dead body of someone you had an emotional connection with. All the medic’s enjoyed his company and despised his company at one point. He was a good person at the end of the day. But none of that really hits me. I mean its horrible to say but, “shit happens”. People come and go, live and die, birth and death happens every day. But what does strike my heart is his family he leaves behind. My heart goes out to his wife, his newborn and two other younger children. I don’t think I would really be thinking about this that much, but a whole lot of shit changes when you have a kid. ‘Cause all I think about is what if that was me, and I left 9 month old Kyler without a daddy. Heart wrenching, really it is. So that sucks…

Favre is on the Jets. What!? That sounds weird to say. Should be an interesting football season this year.

The Packers are dumb-asses for not keeping Favre.

The American economy will stabilize, we are not in a recession, we never were. So shut the fuck up!

Japanese cell phones are ridiculously expensive!

Grey Goose is the only thing the French has done right.

I am drunk right now and it feels good. That’s a fact!

Yes, I am drinking Grey Goose.

The media pisses me off! And it should piss you off too. Look into it, the shit that is put out on tv and the newspaper can be far from the truth.

If there is even a small chance that fluoride is bad for you, than why is it in our water systems? And since when did a fucking mining waste become good for you?

http://www.engrish.com/ is a funny ass website, check it out!

Have Heart fucking rocks! (It doesn’t matter that they are straight edge and I am listening to them while I’m drunk.)

 

In South Park episode 605 “Fun With Veal”, Stan and the boys (without Kenney, Butters instead) kidnap a bunch of baby calves from a local farm once they find out how they are treated, tortured and turned into veal. During the fight Cartman feeds one of the baby calves beef jerky. Hippies join the boys side. And after long negotiation the boys get caught. Stan turns semi-vegetarian and decides not to eat meat. By the end of the episode Stan gets what the doctors call, “Vaginitis” where a bunch of small vagina’s begin to grow on him. Moral of the story? – If you become a vegetarian or vegan you can turn into a vagina.


Because that looks like it tastes soooo goood! Yum!

That’s fucking gross! How old are they again?

Yes I do. I really do.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Apple lies to its customers in Japan. And the Japanese don’t care.

I love porn. You should too.

MTV blows. If you watch MTV and you truly like it. Kill yourself. Seriously the world would be better off. Kill yourself.

Being married sucks sometimes. But you can have sex whenever you want it.

Having a kid was the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. Doesn’t mean you should have one. Think about it.

Training for a marathon is really hard. If you are fat…

Subway is not a real diet plan. Jared is a dumbass and a fraud. But if you are stupid enough… I guess that is why Subway makes so much money because of stupid people like you.

redtube.com and pornhub.com = great porn sites.

My wife annoys me… Like right this moment. I love you too honey. Fuck.

A women sold her house to have Korean scientists clone her “life saving” dog. She now as five puppies. She is also wanted in Great Britain for molestation. I hope her new puppies are safe.

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The Cutest Baby In The World… …(Seriously)

Yeah my son Kyler Matsatoshin Wolfe is the coolest baby ever. He is pretty crazy, he likes it when I hang him upside down for a ridiculous amount of time, he can stand now and gets into everything, and his favorite food? Pop icicles, seriously. He is 9 months old now. Teeth have been coming in, so don’t stick your finger in his mouth, ’cause… …chomp! You might not have it anymore. So here some pics of him:

This picture is like a week after he was born. This one gets him good with all the ladies.

It was a hard night of drinkin’ (milk of course!). Passed out baby.

Yes I know. Look at those butter rolls in his elbow!

Yeah, he loves to skate already. Skate or die mofos!

His first big wipe out.

COM-FOR-TA-BLE!

So we both were really tired and we ended up like this? I don’t know.

What? I like to play with ALL my toys.

He’s so punk already.

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Vigilantes

No love for no fucking pig. I just want to give all away and live the way I want to. Life of a solitude man. The only motherfucker in this place that doesn’t have to give a shit about anything than himself. No love for no-fucking-body. Just give it all away. I never understood why I have to care anyways. And the decisions and choices I still decide to make. I don’t have to take this fucking world or this goddamn place. I don’t like where this world is going. And I’m scared where we’ll end. And I never fucking liked where we began. The only thing that is clear is I’m still fucking standing here. When it rains it fucking pours… a weathered man, beaten soul and a broken fucking heart. Let it fucking pour! Move these walls inside out. Crash this party and wreck these halls. I’m not keeping this in anymore. We’re taking this to the fucking city. Pilgrimage homes take this town and make it our own. It doesn’t have to start everywhere. It starts here and fucking now. This world is going fucking down. I refuse to be one that goes with it. Either I’ll go straight to hell and watch everything fall apart on top of me. Or we’ll augment this place to the way it was suppose to be. Either fucking way… I’m going down my way. When sun begins to shine and the rain begins to clear, I’ll still be fucking standing here.

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Introduction to Wolfeology and Prologue to Vigilantes

I fucking hate when myspace goes down there was some shit on there I wanted to move here, it’s fucking bullshit. Anyways, I just wanted to start posting my poems and blogs and other shit to a place where more people might read it. But, even more importantly I like writing and I need to do more of it. So this is why I’m here. I hope you enjoy my shit. If you do, tell me, if you don’t, fuck you! Naw, just kidding if you don’t, tell me too. I don’t care either way. I’ll enjoy the fact that more people might read something I wrote. 

So I’m in Japan, and it’s cool. Killing the Dream from Sactown came on tour with Ruiner. That was a fun tour. If you could have been to the last show in Shinjuku, fucking awesome! The only downside (if this is really one) KTD has a new guitarist and had a fill in drummer. So they didn’t know my two favorite songs. So I didn’t get to fuck shit up to Sick of Sleeping or By Now. But the fill in drummer is from my home town the “hub” and he is chill as fuck so, it’s whatever. The Japanese hardcore scene has some cool ass bands. As We Let Go, Silence Kills the Revolution, My Love, Endzweck, FC Five, Cleave ( fucking Cleave is awesome) just to name a few. If you like this type of music check these bands out, now!

Also, I will be posting pictures and some video of the shows later on in the week when I find the time.

On a different note, I just got finishing writing a poem earlier today. I had a lot of mixed feelings lately and this poem reflected it. It is called Vigilantes. There was (and still is) a lot of shit running around inside my head. I felt really angry, rebellious and a fuck it attitude when I wrote this poem. The first line, “No love for no fucking pig” is something I took from my friend. He created this shirt that had the line, “No love for no pig”. That line means what is means. Fuck police and fuck pork (although I like pork), it was kinda a tribute to my friend, because I knew he would read it. Because of recent events and decisions I have made; because of the way I see this country (America) and this world moving; because I sometimes I wish I was just completely and utterly alone by myself, fuck everybody else; because I will always love the things and people I have around me, that support me; and mainly because change needs to happen, this poem is about living the way you want to live, creating change and not falling victim to going down with the world. Because the world is going to shit.

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