Sports of our lives...

What have sports come to now a days? Who the frig knows anymore? Tonight I was ridiculed for saying that I thought sports were scripted, but in a way it seems to be, but its actually more like a soap opera. Everyday there is something new, someone is coming out of retirement, another big star connected to steroids, someone gets a death threat, basketball has turned into the WWF, (ok, WWE, not the WorldWildlifeFoundation, WWF is so much better though). What next? I really think there isnt much more, but never be content with that thought because someone will slap you upside the head and prove you wrong. SportsCenter has gone from score central, which it still does, best chance is by watching it for the BottomLine, but it is now a soap opera. Now, this doesnt completely bother me because If I had to chance to become a sports reporter I wouldnt really have to look far to find a story, but nothing is consistent anymore and its kind of a shame, but its how you look at it. Its hard for our future generations to have role models, because they are all cheaters or law breakers or selfish selfabsorbed asses. I fear for the future because more and more the focus is going to go from the score of the game to whose doin what. I think single handedly the media is to blame for the corruption of sports. Sports, unfortunately, will never be the same again, never...

So til next time followers, Goodnight and Goodluck.

The Art of the Psycho Ex

A topic I've been meaning to discuss for a long time and now I'm going to investigate...How do that do it? THEY SHIT! THEY SHIT! THEY SHIT! The bloody psycho ex shits! Out the baby! At least in my case they do. But really how do they do it? What are the genetics? What is in their blood? I don't know and I really wish I did. Ok lets investigate...They chase you around Marlton, they claim to have had your child, then it was a miscarriage, then its a syst, but theres shitting and pissing involved. They try and be a part of your life, they im, they call, they message, they threaten your now girlfriend, they flip your trays in dinning halls because you got your food earlier and claim if I cant eat, neither can you, or they get an annoyingly level of drunk and are with other guys and expect you to be ok with living with other guys! Oh my God!?! What has this world come to? Is it in the way we talk, is it in the way we walk, or is it in the way we stare, or is it our fabulous hair. Do I just have the Kelso affect and am man pretty? Scratch that, just kidding! Psych, I mean it,(Im not cocky Im confident, but when they say Im the best its a complement!) yeah you fuckin do! But are we blind to the fact that they try to manipulate us? Do they judge our character and think we're weak, well guess what psycho bitches! We arent! Simple as that. As I further investigate by each passing day, I need your help to figure out, why are ex-girlfriends psycho? I've said time and time again, shes gonna be the death of me, help me to survive and live to see 30.

Thanks fellow followers, til next time, Go Fuck yourself Psycho Bitches!

Alright...

New post since the whole Udeezy weekend is behind us now. What do we wanna dish about today?.............ticker is flying by in windings right now............today is random......."I can say whatever I like............OK.

Lets start with a small American Idol update, Kris Allen is really good, so if you happen to catch AI, and I aint talkin about Iggy or Ivy, but American Idol, check it out, because Kris Allen is something else and I usually dont endorse American Idol, but this season has actually been a dandy one.

I got the IM today everybody - SteyGuy (4:22:11 PM): superbowl here we come - thats right, Dan Steyer the realist spoke the hopeful truth, the Birds are flyin high right now and the season once again is hopeful and im hoping for the super bowl, but I guarentee in January I will be in complete and utter sadness (I hear you on this phrase Diego)
--O shoutout to steyguy to his short lived blog, you crazy dawg and thanks for the shoutout, get it killer.

Rutgersfest was today, and who didnt go? Me, the unbareable rain was the downfall of my chance on missing out on N.E.R.D. whatevs, people actually wanted to visit Rutgers and Im sorry but I'm a loser and barely have any friends here o well, this wasnt supposed to be a depressing blog.

Phh didnt call me and hasnt even given me a real chance to apply...I suck at life, now I gotta go get a job, damnit.

Im gonna stop blogging now, before I turn you all into manic depressives.
So until next time friday fight followers, holler at me baby!

P.S.- People read my blogs and give me feedback if possible!

Part Deux

So after a friday 0f convulsions about dogs not mating at night and shitting, I woke up early saturday to dan watching sportscenter downstairs, we then played some mario kart wii. Got the crew up and went outside frisbee and football throwing where guess who was outside, the neighbors and their drinks. The heat was already unbareable but whatevs, UD style do it up and dont complain....that aint their slogan but thats not a bad one, at least I feel that way, its hard and badass....anywho, we had to wait for Todd WinterFRESH to get his ass over so we could have softball practice. We walked to 711 then to the field we were suppposed to play at but many fields were takin until we left Delawares campus and found a field that was ours for the taking. Errbody were flashing the guns, leather, and metal as practice went well for we havnt played in many months, well at least me, i just remembered as I typed this that they practiced last week without me.....its cool guys....thanks for the invite.....anywho, we all were bunrt as hell but its all good because it turned to a tan. We arrived back for some of us to be bombarded with waterballoons, but I was not one because i bitched and went around front cause i didnt wanna get wet, then we went to kfc, i ate a beastly meal giving me a slight case of ?diarrhea? ?'s front and back of a word show im not exactly sure of the spelling. Then got back to the house to watch what I've been waiting for for the past 2 months.....The NFL Draft.....no moves for Boldin but Maclin, McCoy, and Ingram are making me feel good about this season and I will have a post on the offseason soon once I feel our team is closer to competion for the '09 season. While the draft wore on I was in and out where guess who was out there, the neighbors and their drinks. Then Adam and I ventured to wawa to acquire dinner, then I ate and showered, debated over many styles for the night cause im a dumbass who didnt bring another good shirt but i brought everything else. Then the drinks flowed and so did the busting out of Adam and his guitar and Eric and my rap battles, in front of our largest crowd and in front of some familiar faces and some not so familiar, but good entertainers go on and do their biz, so thats just what I did, it was sick, slandered some people that I dont like and killed it but it wasnt as noticable to the others cause they dont know me yet, still got some rave reviews but friday afternoon was the best by far. Kept drinking and it was all good. So from the pregame at 127 we ventured on to a land far far away, to a land that I have no clue where it was cause my ass was drunk on "SHOTS! It burns so good!" Got to the party and there were someones parents dancing on the middle of the dance floor. Well let me tell you, you will never see Vince and Sue partyin in a college house dance floor. Steve Adam and Ryan bounced....lame, so it was me, eric, tim, allison, and amanda at the party and it was all good then the bartender handed me a shot and said drink it, so i did. Could be swine flu infested, but its all good, cause thats what I do. Then headed outside to a rap battle that would insue a spark that turned into a flame....Since "I drink too much" DMB bitches!, I ensued rage in my outdoor battle with eric and apparently said "youre gay and your a faggot" in different ways in a public party and onslaugthed eric with slurs that were offensive but lets just consider that more of an Eminem "Kim" kind of moment. After gettin in erics face he spilled my beer mostly into his lap for attention and anger towards me then i attempted to leave alone then eric caught up with me and we went back to 127 and I drunk dialed my girlfriend who could just tell the alcoholo level was up with me. Then what I thought was a forgiving Eric and Amanda went to d.p. dough for me to grab a box practically out of a guys hands and pretty much fall asleep sitting up and then gettin back to the place and ending the weekend.

Delaware this past weekend gets the grade of F/A - Fucking Awesome! Cause thats what Udeezy does. All I came home with my pride, dignity, and swine flu, so now as I always say til next time followers, count it!

I'm on a Boat

After a thursday night of anger and frustration and drunk tweeting and blogging, the only cure was delaware. So I did just that. I flew down the turnpike friday afternoon like I was on a dolphin doin flips and shit, gettin everybody all wet. I may make too many of those references in this blog.....................o, anywho. Once arriving I have a great football catch with dan adam ryan and brandon while he was going aorund in his inside outside socks, mingle with the common folk of the university commons to the likes of the jenn campbell house and to the neighbors of 127 who wed see a whole fucking lot of. Once all of us departed to the interior of 127 we found ourselves in rap battle mode, yeah thats right, where it seems that I emerged and comments went straight to the head of mine. Adams superb guitar playing and Erics lyrical humor envigorated me to spit some shit all over these knuckleheads. Then ate dinner, and whatevs and then the party began ladies and germs, after a kmart liquor store trip some of the fellas and I came home to flashing green ligths and the sight of eric diego ready to party as we scurry to shower and get ready to feast on alcoholic beverages and enjoy life before we mostly get married and wilt away to our deaths and have no fun. Ryan's energy to I'm on a boat put me in the greatest mood and I dont know what, im obsessed with the song, thanks ryan. The Second rap battle of the weekend took place for the neighbors who I barely knew, but when tomo drinks, all inhibitions and cautions are to the wind, even though there was no wind caust it was hawt as balls. Anywho, my flow was good, not great, not as sick as earlier in the day, strangers and just mind block, Eric highlighted the show calling out his hatred towards twin steven whose goin to die first out of all of us, saying I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, DIE DIE MOTHERFUCKER IM GONNA SHOOT YOU, gun noises, I know this isnt accurate but thats what the ticker is giving me, its in windings Adam. The drinks kept flowing and we floated over to Jenn campbells pad to party and play beer pong, Dan and I, were a solid team, even though we one one out of three times, i know that asian ali chin and the big bird blonde cheated. Its fine, then we went to dria's place a couple minutes away and barelay stayed there, but the walk there made it all worth it, erics beligerent rants and throwing of sandals across the street when cars are pretty much passing by was hilarious and that was only the beginning of his madness....Diego was possessed and even though me adam dan ryan and steve were dying laughing, this was a serious matter, his THE DOGS DONT MATE AT NIGHT CAUSE THEY SHIT, THEY SHIT, THEY SHIT was insane and him flipping over his balcony made the night and he freaked out all these random kids who walked in the house, including fandy.....And that was only friday! Part two comes later................

Who the F*** knows?

ahhhh, this is what im thinking.....ahhhhh....who knows what the hell is going on in my complex yet melloncholly brain of mine....crazy on here talkin drunk as a skunk in a trunk....that shit must smell bad as funk...like a punk who got punked.....ashton kutcher bitch....o, wait, thats me, crazy fuckinshit bullmother fucken balls....all over jenna jamesons fuckin twat face......ahhhhhh.....did i really just say that on my blizzog? o yes a i did.....check,,,,funniest blog of 20009, 10 and 11....................................

till tomorrow my followers fuckers, im marc tomasini?

Who even knows anymore?

What am I thinking right now?

This is what Tomo's blog is all about right? Well its an aspect. Lets see....what am I thinking right now? Well Im sitting on my green couch on my lap top, Adam would find humor to that...The Bernie Mac show is on, about to change it now that I think about it...ESPN, YES! Just changed it. fuck its otl(outside the line) Mike and Mike is on ESPN2 maybe thatll be more interesting. Anywho, cant wait for the warm weather and the NFL draft....in the state of Delaware bitches, who woulda thunk it? ME! So excited. Hmmm....purdue buffalo chicken tenders are in the oven, tyson is so much better but purdue was cheaper. I dont have classes today, did a paper, feel good about that. Need a shower before I go to livi to get dinner with some of the peeps. yerp, anything else? Ummm......the annoymous on Eric's last blog is making me think? Maybe Eric writing on his own blog to put me down? (Have my thoughts on that) But am excited to see Best Friend Eric tomorrow. Eagles should get Gonzo with a 2nd or 3rd and Boldin with the first. Lets get er done!

Till next time fellers.... Sayonara!