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So in all of the birthday madness I forgot to talk about my trip to Towsen State down in good old Maryland. Me, Gearld, and John rolled down after I called out of work for the day at around 1 PM. Got there around 4 PM. We had the most amazing car ride because we had the greatest conversations ever. Upon our arrival we met John’s sister, Jackie, and then proceeded to lay around her apartment. After about two hours or so we went and bought Sex Juice ingredients and then took naps. To make a long story short we rolled to Fells Point with Jackie and her ZTA sisters for a night at the Turtle Pit. After proceeding to get really drunk and dancing the night away to 80′s songs we packed it in and headed back to Jackie’s. I was given her bed because I had to drive in the morning. She slept with her roommates. It was the hardest most uncomfortable mattress ever. I couldn’t even lay on my stomach it was so hard because I would have vomited due to the massive amounts of Sex Juice, Beer, and Long Island Iced Teas in me. Well headed back to Trenton at 10:30 and were back home by 12:45. Thats fabulous SeanPiotrowski driving for you…

All in all Towsen ZTA girls are a trillion times cooler then Rider ZTA girls. Thanks for a good time ladies…

The line of the night definatly went to Jackie’s roommate with the following:
After she found out that I was turning 22 she proceeded to tell me, “22 huh? You should be getting married soon.” and was dead serious about this. To of course I turned around to say, “Is that a proposition?”…

Sunday birthday festivites were fabulous with the family. We hit up Lobster Shanty. I finally got birthday presents they were: Indiana Jones Trilogy on DVD, Terminator 3 on DVD, Lord of the Rings: Return of the King for GameCube, a sweater, and a Magnetic Dart Board. Which by the way is the coolest thing ever. It was nice to be home with the family for the birthday and was a fabulous close to my celebration…

And now a dream:
“i had a dream about you guys on saturday night your best friend was my neighbor and your best friend had a party and people kept coming to my house and telling me to go to the party. so finally i went to the party and i saw your best friend and all of your friends and they were outside on your best friend’s deck and people were alllllll over your your best friend’s house. like it was packed and your best friend told me you were looking for me and that you were was inside and i went inside looking for you and it was so crowded and people were just pushing and shoving and pushing past me. i felt claustrophobic which is a feeling i never get in real life and i searched every room in your your best friend’s house and i never found you. then i woke up. but as i was searching the claustrophobic feeling got more and more intense. it was so vivid when i woke up and thought it had happened for real for like 15 seconds and i was all short of breath…”

The past few days have been interesting. I hope things all come together soon…

So finally the annoucment I talked about as part of my big 10,000 celebration:
My 10,000 visitor will be entitled to any two items of their choice from the SeanPiotrowski.net Super Store. Thats right, if you are the 10,000th visitor you can pick any two items and I will have them sent to you FREE OF CHARGE. This is my way of saying Thank You to all of you for being such loyal readers and fans. So how do you claim your prize if you are the 10,000th visitor? Easy. Just right click on the counter number that shows you are the 10,000th visitor and save it to your hard drive. Once its saved you can either send me the graphic over Instant Messanger or e-mail it to me. Once I recieve it we can make arrangements for claiming your prize. Its that easy. So keep your eyes peeled for your counter number each time you visit…

Expect special things for the 10,000 hit edition of SeanPiotrowski.net. I have a big surprise for all of you…

I’m off to go join Indiana Jones on his Last Crusade so…

Till next time…”Can you see that I am needing Begging for so much more…”

Well folks its the time of year that I love and enjoy almost as much as Christmas. On this day I, SeanRobertPiotrowski, was born at 4:45 AM on November 16, 1981 and then an hour and 15 minutes later Kay was born yet some how she was always a grade ahead of me. How does that happen?

Anyway, what almost turned out to be a birthday disaster for the 2nd year in a row was saved at the last minute by my birthday buddy Kay. Kay and I were going to go for a Snazzy steak dinner at Mercer County’s own K.C. Prime home of “Great Service and Fuckin’ Tasty” and not to mention “The World’s Greatest Waiter in the history of Resteraunting” but apparently you need reservations on Saturdays. Who would have thought? We ended up at the Macaroni Grill where there was a bagillion minute wait and as it turned out Housemate Rick’s girlfriend, Ashley, was working as a hostess and we were seated in like 15 minutes. We had a good dinner and they sang Happy Birthday to us and we split some Strawberry Swirl Cheesecake. After that we went and saw Kill Bill because Kay hadn’t seen it yet and has been wanting to since she found out it almost made me cry. She enjoyed it a lot. Which I was happy about. And allthough I did not get anywhere as near as choked up as I did the first time I saw it, it still was very powerful and I loved every second…

Afterwards we came back to 404 and hung out. Ate some ice cream, got her caught up on two episodes of Carnivale that she missed thanks to On Demand, and then it brought us to about 3 AM…

I must say it was a great birthday and I’m glad that so far its started off on such a good note. Thank you again Kay and I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did…

Tommrow morning I am heading home to celebrate birthday number 22 with the family and friends of Toms River. I am looking foward to this very much and hopefully I’ll have something exciting to tell you about tommrow’s events…

Till next time…”Its your birthday…Happy birthday to ya…”

Its 2:30 in the morning. I can’t sleep. I could really use someone to conversate with but alas I’m tapped out of people to call so I decided to just write. This week has been an interesting one for me. Not just this week but the past couple of weeks have been emotional roller coasterish. Lots of things I don’t understand are happening and I cannot explain why they are the way they are and its starting to take a toll on me. Enough emo livejournal talk…

Tonight I finally was able to watch Bowling for Columbine. I’ve wanted to see this movie for quite sometime due to the fact that I am very anti-Michael Moore and that this movie has been very controversial. I will say this movie definatly deserved the Oscar that it won. This documentary is executed very well. Michael Moore has a message that he wants to convey and he does it well. Allthought I do not agree with this message I will say he effectively communicated his message. It really is a well done documentary even though I disagree with it. It was a very thought provoking piece of cinema and I am glad I saw it. I am also glad that I was educated on my own on many of the facts Mr. Moore tried to bend and twist to convey his message to his own adjenda. God bless being an educated person and God Bless America…

As many of you may or may not know Sunday Nov. 16, 2003 marks my 22nd birthday. I am starting to feel old. 30 years of age is now only 8 years away and rapidly gaining. I really am not feeling any excitement about this up coming birthday other then, “What will I get for my birthday?” I know its shallow but seriously its the only thing I am really looking foward to. I decided I am going to go out Saturday night in honor of my birthday so that I can spend Sunday with the family. I am at a loss for ideas on ways to celebrate. If you have any suggestions or are having an event on Saturday please let me know. Me and the 404 Crew would love to attend plus wouldn’t it be nice to say you threw a birthday party for the great SeanPiotrowski…

Tonight I’m either going to Maryland or staying in Trenton. But as it stands right now its looking like I’m going to Maryland. 404 is rollin down to Townsend to hang out with housemate John’s sister and her sorority. I think thats what the plan is. I might be making this up. Who knows? Its always a good time when you got 404 showin’ everyone how we do things…

I don’t know if you guys have noticed but we’re approaching 10,000 hits. This is a very monumental event and I will be announcing a very special promotion in honor of it. So keep it locked here to find out what it is…

Freakin’ New Kids on the Block are playing at the Sawmill in Seaside. People this is legit I’ve done some research and this is infact real. Check it out…

This wind we’ve been having is very crazy I think its insanity…

Well I seem to be getting sleepy now…

Till next time…”To me you’re like a setting sun you shine then you’re gone…”

As I drove home from work on Saturday morning I glanced as I always do at the McDonald’s on Olden Ave. right before the street I turn down to go to my house. For some reason on Saturday I started thinking about McDonald’s in a way I never had before. I went on a trip down memory lane and recalled many things about McDonald’s through out my life…

Most of my McDonald’s memories come from good ole’ Silverton McDonalds. You see I used to live in Stonehedge, which is NOT Silverton (Thanks Jay Eagan), but is very close to Silverton McDonald’s. To this day if I dare to ever go to McDonald’s it is to that one. Silverton McDonald’s just has something special about it for me. I remember when I had my 3rd or 4th birthday there. I had a bunch of kids there at the party: Lindsay from across the street, Shaun McHuge my other across the street neighbor, and a few other kids. I recall sitting in the party room where they had the big French Fry tree. I wonder if its still there. You see when you had your birthday they would put you in the French Fry room tree and it would talk to you. Its nose was a speaker and had many holes in the nostril area for the sound to come out. Then some guy would hide in the corner with a microphone and talk to you and of course being the young kids we were, we actually though the tree was talking to us. Then of course during this time we would stick the greasy greasy french fries up the nose of the french fry tree. I recently had a talk with my Uncle Mike about the old McDonald’s french fries. Does anyone else remember how they were when we were kids? They were super greasy. They wouldn’t even stand up straight. Yet they were so amazingly tasty. I remember ALWAYS eating all of my fries when I was a kid. Now a days you’d have to offer me money to eat an entire batch of McDonald’s french fries. I think they’re the worst things ever. Today I rarely eat at McDonald’s due to my love for the higher quality Wendy’s. I do not hate McDonald’s but I do realize they are lower in quality. To me McDonald’s will always be king of the breakfast and yes there is something magical about a McDonald’s cheeseburger. (I guess thats why you have to shit after you eat one in like 30 seconds) However one thing about McDonald’s never really made sense to me. You see we all remember the McDonaldland Characters, Ronald McDonald, Birdie the Bird, Hamburgler, Mayor McCheese, The Police Cheeseburger guy, there was that Pirate looking guy, the Fry Guys, the talking Milk Shakes, and of course the entire reason for today’s post Grimace…

First of all before we even get into my issues with Grimace lets take another trip down memory lane. You see after my birthday party was over at Silverton McDonald’s the manager gave me, because it was my birthday, this inflatable Gimace doll I guess you could call it. He stood about two to two and half feet tall and could easily be inflated by my little 4 year old lungs. It was a cool gift from McDonald’s but something wasn’t right with Grimace. Even back then I had this distrust of him and his ways. He ended up living with me at my house for a while but then one night something changed…

I was in my kitchen playing on the floor with some cars and Grimace was there chillin as he always did. All of a sudden from one of the counter tops above a ball point pen rolled onto the floor. I picked it up and put it behind my ear and continued to play. Then all of a sudden as I was playing and I looked at Grimace. He started back at me with that freakin stoner grin of his. I stared back at him. He stared back at me. Then my dog, Daisy, came running through the kitchen and knocked Grimace on his back. At this point I took the pen from behind my ear, uncapped it, let out a yell, and STABBED GRIMACE RIGHT IN THE HEART!

As he deflated on my kitchen floor my mom yelled, “WHAT DID YOU DO TO GRIMACE?!” I was not sad about the death of Grimace. Was I happy? I don’t think I was happy. But I think I did what had to be done. Because Grimace isn’t normal…

He’s a fucking purple blob, with a stoner smile, stoner eyes, short stubby little T-Rex arms, and I remember he had a low pitched goofy voice. First off he’s a man and he’s PURPLE?! Secondly his name is GRIMACE. Does anyone realize what the word Grimace means?

grim?ace (grms, gr-ms) n.
A sharp contortion of the face expressive of pain, contempt, or disgust.

WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING MCDONALD’S?! A character created for children to love and enjoy yet his name is associated with words like PAIN, CONTEMPT, AND DISGUST! What the shit is that??? You want to know why my generation loves violence, cursing, and other horrible things? RIGHT THERE MOTHER FUCKER, its all because of GRIMACE! We used to have to see him dance on the TV and help Ronald McDonald get those cheeseburgers back from the Hamburgler all the time. The whole time he was subliminally programming our minds to love PAIN, CONTEMPT, and DISGUST! Not to mention he does kind of look Ghost like…

So Grimace when I stabbed you at the age of four on my kitchen floor it was not because I hate you and what you’ve done. It was a stab at your creator and the name he gave you. You see Father McDonald made you into the horrible monstrosity that you are and today’s McDonald’s corporation realizes this. This is why you never see Grimace on television anymore. He’s been reduced to making guest appearances on the super super super small drink cup they give to senior citizens when they want free water at McDonalds. Where quite frankly he belongs until everyone has forgotten about him. It is only then when the pestilence of Grimace will be lifted off of me and my generation and only then will we be able to live normal ordinary lives. So Grimace I say one last thing to you, I killed you once with my own hands at the age of 4, just imagine what I can do to you now that I’m 21…

Till next time…”It’s a good time for the great taste at McDonald’s!”