9/25/09

Back from the dead? It's posting time


Lets start out slow because I am bursting with built up posts.

Why do convenience store clerks think they are funny? You spend 8 hours jockeying a cash register and apparently the only thing that takes your mind off the enormous failures in your life, and a bad Master Cuts trim job, is finalizing a sale with a little fill-em-up humor. What I really find interesting is that no matter the color of your stained and stretched out company polo the jokes are universal. Is there a manual you get at corporate training week. "So lets see class, today we are going to start the morning off with authorizing pump 3 for a cash fill up....move right into proper cleaning of the wiener roller and just before break.....closing the sale with a friendly have a good-un."

There must be a bar that offers pump jockey appreciation night and they all get together to share stories of who has the weirdest bathroom key security device. While sharing a can of ass-deodorant they obviously try out their latest comedy routines. So just in case you zone out when picking up that Goody powder 2 pack and a 25 cent swiss roll, here are the worst of the worst common gas jockey sayings:

1. "Have a good one" (or good UN, if you are south of Huntsville Alabama). This is the universal transaction close.

2. Your bill comes to $4.21 and you get the classic "Four hundred and twenty one pennies". It's just not funny anymore! How about just getting my change right you &^%$#$er.

3. "You need a bag for that" ....Yea this 16 ounce Pepsi just feels naked when I take it outside uncovered.

4. You: "Give me 5 on pump 3"......Jockey: looks out at pump 3. is he checking to make sure I am not on a horse or just to make sure I'm in the right car? What really pisses me off is when they check to make sure you know what car your driving...."In the blue truck"....No dumb ass in the other car parked at pump 3.

5. "Debit or credit?"...assume anything under $2.00 is a debit.

6. "Slide your card again"...$%$#@

And just to leave you with a true conversation from the BP at Cottage Hill and Hillcrest....Lady is on the cell phone and asks me "Don't you just hate it when you aint hearin from yo family members until they call you from Metro(the jail)".

Until next time......FILL THE DAMN WINDOW WASHER CLEANER THINGY WITH WATER!

6/6/09

Wow I have not posted in some time now....working for a living will do that......I know working is against the Meeker code, but we got to pay bills

Damn the demands of being a blogger. The constant content and the pressure to deliver that one perfect post is overwhelming (that's the only big word I know). All the Nanner regulars are probably long gone by know as the posting has been few and far between. To Hell with you part timers! Nobody puts the Nanner on a deadline! So here I sit on a Saturday afternoon dreading the workweek that is inching towards me like a slow lava flow. Is this all there is left? Is this my big accomplishment? Wait a minute.....strike that last line. I have never needed an accomplishment. All I want is to listen to some Bob Marley and ride a jet sky in Pensacola sound every afternoon.

Every time I decide to just empty the mind bank in one of these posts, I find myself wanting to wander off into other topics. I could be the only blogger who could start a post about the struggles of the West Indian egg trade and end on the off taste that results from wax lined cafeteria cups. So why the Hell are you still reading at this point? Who the Hell knows but I applaud your commitment to paragraph completion. I also wonder if you television is broken.

I made my way down to shell-ies today to pick up an ice cold Pepsi One. Shell-ies is a Shell station just down the road a piece from my house and is famous for the communal dog that lazily occupies the entrance. He just hangs out there most days and waits for the left over chili dogs or tater logs that Mrs. Sharon plates up for him around 4:00. God Damn I love that dog! So anyway, I stopped in and noticed all the regulars. The kids who drove the camo golf cart up for a day ending pizza. The trio of Mexicans who finished that lest yard for Gulf coast Landscape were loading up on cold Butt-weiser for a night of headaches and lava soap. The lady with the big boobies (I only call her that because she obviously has some long standing feud with a brazier) was headed out of town on vacation with her daughter and had stopped in for a few red bulls and funions. This is the first time I had seen her in "street" clothes and her daughter is one ugly pierced up wammer chic who was just waiting for the right opportunity to cut her arms up with a razor blade. The girl behind the counter is rather new but remembered me buying two Pepsi's for my taste test (regular versus the new traditional). I found it funny that the guy in front of me payed with a hundred dollar bill. Whats so funny about a hundo you ask? Nothing except that he was buying a pack of rollos and a canned Cola. The funny thing is that the new girl broke out her fancy counterfeit busting marker and proceeded to draw that line across the front off the bill. Whats so funny about that? nothing, except that she turned it over and did the same thing on the back. Have I been out of the loop here or what? I did not know that there was a rage of bastards circulating a hord of counterfeit backside hundreds. It must really be hard to take a good C-note and just dummy up the back.

So here I sit all happy with the nectar of the Gods (anything that says diet soda) and I find it hard to muster anything blog worthy. I just wish I had a cold oatmeal stout and a Cubs game to watch. I find myself drifting off on a regular basis to Auburn Alabama and that broken recliner by the window. The Brooks apartments on a Saturday afternoon was better than a visit to Dr. Phil. The twilight in Auburn is a true thing of beauty. I could sit with the window open and watch the sun slowly slip behind the farmland. I could drift off to sleep and know that by 5:00 I would be awakened by the sound of hungry ducks from the nearby lake or the occasional neighbor stopping by to see if I wanted a burger from Nifers. Those times will always be special. Now I sit here worried about what has to be done at work on Monday and what I have to do on Sunday to get prepared. Although the money train is backing up to the bank on a regular basis now, I still find myself unsatisfied with the twilight of Mobile Alabama.

So what is it that I have to say? Nothing really except that life has a way of beating a man down. Wouldn't it be nice if we could all just be surfer dude. I did have some good news today! My friend Brice and his GF could possibly be moving from WV to Georgia. I am so juiced about old tea bag moving to the south. They will be a fish out of water for a while but I am sure they will find their groove.

Another 60 hour work week awaits......so stay tuned for the suicide note!


Until next time..........keep dreaming of that sandal hut!

5/20/09

This is off the hook and the best video of the year!

5/4/09

Tracy Rocker Ghost Rides Hummer whip today! You are the man!




Tracy Rocker apparently pulled off an impromptu..."Ghost Ride" on the Tiger Prowl today or yesterday in Alabama. I would have loved to see this 300 pounder Ghost the full length of the prowl while Chiz rode in the back!

The Nanner doing a littleSpring cleaning......enjoy the junk we found in the bottom of the file cabinet!....OH SHIT the Swine Flu is in my office!

1. Laugh like there is no tomorrow at this Hipster fool pic site...WTF

2. keep an eye out because it is officially Alabama Wolf Spider time. They are poisonous but not deadly. The can ruin your month!

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5. Just remember...the Jews are the "Good Guys"...Yea right....sounds like a little Hitler wore off on them.

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7.LOVE THESE GUYS...Watch more of there stuff on Youtube

8. When it comes to the saggy rapper pants......I hate them like everyone else, but Think we need to play fair. I say the black kids can be made to pull their pants up when white people stop dressing up like cowboys, stop putting roll cages and tin can mufflers on Honda Civics like they are extras in a 2Fast2Furious movie and stop with the Justin boots on a 100 degree summer day.

9. Cartman does his take on the Somalian pirates...FUNNY FUNNY Click HERE

10.Swine Flu is old hat....The news makes it sound like this is something new and is going to kill off the planet....check out this 1976 commercial about....you guessed it....swine flu. See if you can also catch the sexual innuendo!Click here and get the Swine Flu

4/24/09

*NEW* Slightly Comical Friday......post #1

4/22/09

It's not the heat.....It's the garbage! If you choose not to read....Please at least watch the video and give me your feedback!



Well here we are once again celebrating "National Hug A Tree Day" and the environmentalist are spreading the word of our impending doom. Not just any doom but that pressing day that we all turn into Kingsford charcoal and flame up under the heat generated by all those unregulated 89 Corollas. Wait a minute.....we might just all drown from the tidal wave of Arctic water that surges from those melting polar ice caps. I wonder if the polar bear will become the new state animal of lower Alabama? Either way the battle of global destruction rages on.

People who do not really know me that well tend to throw me in the environmental wacko category because I (like most sensible humans) care about the environment. The problem is that I see the problem slightly different from those chaining themselves to the largest tree they can find. To me it seems like we are all on the sinking Titanic and people are up in arms about the possibility that the boat may catch on fire.

When it comes to environmental issues I prefer to focus on issues that do not take 25 years of research to figure out. Every time someone asks me about global warming....I say if the smartest scientists on the planet can't seem to agree on whether this is scare tactics or true science......how the Hell am i going to know. every month the earth is getting hotter according to some and colder according to others. The truth is we will never know who is right because we will all be dead before they come to some agreement. So what is it that I am concerned about? Well the Meeker considers himself a common sense kind of guy.



I give you my official stance on the environment in two simple causes that I feel passionate about......and they have nothing to do with global warming!

Somehow we have replaced the word POLLUTION with GLOBAL WARMING. People understand pollution. Pollution affect everyone RIGHT NOW! There is no guessing and no debate about dirty air and water. When I was a kid, you could grab a fishing pole and head out to any body of water in Mobile and eat what ever you caught. You could swim with your mouth open! You could lay in the salt water of the beach and clear up a dozen mosquito bites in one vacation day. I would not eat a fish out of dog river or swim in Mobile Bay if you paid me. At least a dozen times a year we are alerted to the ever familiar warning of contaminates in the water way. Don't swim of this beach. Don't eat fish from the bay. Don't get in the water with an open wound if you like having flesh cover your bones. A few years back the Press register had an article revealing the mercury count in fish along the Gulf Coast. Let me tell you that it was not something to brag about. Not even a month ago we were alerted to the coal sludge that was pouring into the bay over at Mcduffie Terminal. By focusing all this time and effort to something that might eventually happen with the temperature, we have neglected the things that have an IMMEDIATE impact on life at this moment. I am not as concerned about the chance of global temperature rise in 100 years because we are all going to be standing around with our thumb up our ass scared to do anything. Lets think about quality of life people. Lets think about preserving and protecting what we have right now. You do not need a PHD or a Verizon style network of politicians to tell you that we are dirtying up or own porches. What a disgrace to think that we are already to the point where eating fish that is not stamped Winn Dixie is something they did before your time.

MY BIGGEST complaint is that we are not focusing on a problem that a 6th grader can see. It's not so much about temperature folks. It is about garbage. People always wonder why I am against all the plastic crap that we like to produce and use. All those damn Walmart bags and bottled waters do not go anywhere. They do not turn into dirt. They do not just disappear when you chunk them in the BFI can. Where do we think all this garbage is going? For on week just look at the amount of garbage you throw out. Now just try and think about where all this crap is going. You can keep digging holes and filling them over with dirt but eventually you are going to run out of room. The land fills are becoming such prized real estate that the Mississippi river has become a log jam of garbage filled barges headed to the less dense southern states for dumping. Other countries have resorted to just dumping their garbage right in the ocean. This has led to a wonderful phenomenon of destruction. So I beg all you tree hugging people and Prius owners to take a step back and start looking at things that are not up for debate. Try putting more time into preserving what planet and beautiful land we have or who will really give a sh%$ if we eventually burn up. We will be so tired of the mountains of garbage and the smell that we will gladly line up for the barbecue. So on this Earth Day, please take a moment to consider a problem that is not going away and is increasing every day. Try getting off the plastic bags and don't be scared to recycle the plastic you do use.

"Americans use 2 million plastic drink bottles every 5 minutes......every day"

4/15/09

That Guy! a brief explanation of some of those people we all know.

This bearded beast is in no way connected to the description below.


I made a stop this afternoon at the good old Cottage Hill Park (I know it is Medal of Honor park, but I just can't get that in my head). It is apparently softball season and it got me thinking. If you have never heard Jim Rome spout of in Dennis Miller type rant(minus all the big words)about softball guy....check it out here....Jim Rome Softball Guy. I sat in my truck for a good 15 minutes taking mental notes for the editors of the Nanner Stand.

Softball Guy is that squirmy little fella who usually has that mangy half grown in beard or ratty looking goatee. He has the good old college ball cap with a bill rolled tighter than a Taco Bell bean burrito. They roll up in a company truck with a dented fender and a magnetic sign on the door offering reasonable plumbing rates. The tailgate drops to reveal a red dirt stained igloo cooler overflowing with Miller Lite tall boys. The sound of beer cans popping only seem to signal the over-make-uped wife who got knocked up minutes after the last prom song was played. They walk half cocked from spending their teenage years lugging a dirty foot baby around on their hip. They run around the parking lot chasing little rat tailed offspring as Bubba recounts the homer he hit off Silacaga pipe and supply last week. The worn out common law wife jerks one kid by the arm and threatens another all while managing to keep her shower shoes on. Eventually the posse of sliding short all stars grows to "Good ole' Boy" status and anyone not of old english blood takes a wide path. Tthese lords of the short field...these Gods of thigh rash....these half cocked Kings of bad form take the field with more gear bags than a rock climber. I personally love the guys with the matching tight pants and bat bag. Nothing says I got game like beer fat and polyester/lycra. AS the kids run barefoot through the park with their Popsicle stains on their chins and dingy hand me down Elmo shirts, daddy pulls out his $600 bat and spits out his Red Man. After a mesmerizing night of awkward stances and drawn out words like "Shhhiiiiit", the band of merry necks make their way back to the company truck for another round of those good old American hops. The wives load the sugared up younguns in the Silverado with that look that lets you know just how excited she is to work up another tax break later that night. All this 4 nights a week.

Please never ask me to join a softball team!

Updated Global Terror Incedent Map......This is awesome ! services are limited but check out the real time map!

CFLICK HERE and then click the tiny word "map" close to the top left hand corner
The site will let you see the map without logging in, but I sure wish I had the 100 bones to get the full service. This is some sweet stuff!

Hot... I-Pod update.....The Meeker brings you the Junior Boys.....you will thank me later!

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Really super bored site of the day...try searching all kinds of stuff....some what fun but really just a time waster

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really super bored site of the day...try searching all kinds of stuff....somewhat fun but really just a time blower.

Podcast......New to me but really cool. This place has thousands of them....check it out!

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I say we can the American Idol and get this instead.

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4/13/09

Unbelievable......This weeks SHOCKING "Living the Meeker" lifestyle award

CLICK HERE AND LET YOUR JAW HIT THE FLOOR

4/11/09

Wilford at it again.......FUNNY....(not appropriate for work viewing)

Marylin Manson roadblocks Bill Oreilly

I do not personally care for Marylin Manson. I find his music and videos weird, dumb, over dramatic, obnoxious.....I could go on but I am not that great with words. Having said all of that, I think the man does what he does well. He has am act, a gimmick, a persona that he has created and he manages to sell it. He looks like a guy that kills animals and drinks blood while burning the bible in a human skull. It is safe to say that a MM album is something most parents would not want to find in their kids CD player. I would not want my kids having that kind of stuff floating around in their heads. He just plain scares the Hell out of me!

Over the past few years MM has been tagged as the poster child for child corruption. After Columbine was over, all of the hatred and anger seemed to make beeline for this "devil worshiping" singer. He became this generations Charles Manson. Parents and youth pastors across the Bible belt were blaming his lyrics for causing kids to kill kids. His concerts were banned, protested and surrounded by cops just waiting for him to step over that blurry line of decency. So what should we do with this guy?

My first exposure to the creature behind the jet black hair and goofy contact lenses was in a Michal Moore documentary. I was absolutely shocked by his ability to speak. the guy comes across like an English professor in a Halloween costume. There was no character.....no sales pitch. I could not believe what I was seeing. These days entertainers (especially rappers) seem to never break character. Not only was he talking like a normal well educated guy.....he actually made some great points. So I stumbled upon this video of MM on Bill's show. those of you familiar with the "Factor" know that Bill loves to get people on and grandstand like a conservative hero. he cuts people off mid sentence. He raises his voice and insults the intelligence of his guests. He always seems to get the best of every guest and will often just end the interview by calling the person a moron if he starts to lose his foothold. This interview threw Bill so far off of his game. he was expecting to beat up on this Satan worshiping hack and save the worlds children. UH OH....Bill apparently was not prepared for MM the man. Manson was prepared, made his points, held his composure and even complimented Bill on his concern. I may not agree with his message and I really think the guy could use his talent in a more positive way, but in no way should we censor expression. Manson feels like he has a message and has done nothing but publicly denounce instances of violence like Columbine. It is time to stop blaming Manson for parents failure to raise their children. The decline of youth in this country is not because some singer acts a fool on stage. Kids killing kids is not the product of music. Like Manson said "Maybe if parents spent more time listening to their kids and less time listening to his lyrics.....they might be able to notice their kids need help". I guess Elvis can relax now because someone else is ruining America's youth.

SAY NO TO CENSORSHIP AND YES TO BETTER PARENTING!

ielly

4/9/09

This weeks "Living The Meeker Lifestyle" award winner.....

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4/6/09

The downtown delima and the Facebook group I refuse to join!

COME ON DOWN TO MOBILE AND BEFORE YOU TAKE THAT CRUISE OUT OF THE GREAT PORT CITY....YOU CAN ENJOY OUR FINE ENTERTAINMENT DISTRICT AND MINGLE WITH SOME OF OUR LOCAL FOLK. ISN'T THIS THE PLACE YOU YOU HAVE ALWAYS DREAMED OF LIVING THE GOOD LIFE.
I signed on to the old Facebook today to see what was happening in the world of social networking. I had a hot invitation in my mailbox to join one of the 7 million groups that exist in this cyberspace playground. Normally I just ignore most of these unless I am just bored tired of receiving the same invitation every day. SO I notice I had been sent one of these golden invites to join the "Make Some Noise" group for downtown Mobile. My first thought was.....is this some kind of new save the polar ice caps approach?

I managed to get about half way through the description tag when I started to shake my head. What is wrong with this community? Where are the people with an interest in progress? Why are college kids running this city?

This loosely formed group of rabid music fans are highly pissed off that some of the new residence in the LODA are upset with the late night party scene. Wow, imagine that! The late night party crowd has taken a territorial approach with the belief that they were there long before these new squatters invaded their little mecca of cheap beer and amateur music. So who is right in this epic battle for lower Dauphin?

Before you start calling me a big fat hypocrite, I will say that I had my fair share of fun as a young man under the watchful eye of the green Admiral Semmes statue. Those days are long gone and hopefully for those of you reading this post. So what is my take on this whole situation?

I am amazed every time I drive down Dauphin street at how slow the area is changing. It has been a decade now since we first heard of the "String of Pearls" that was going to turn downtown into an entertainment district similar to other cities our size. Other than some wider sidewalks, couple of trees, some bike stands, and Cathedral Park, what has actually changed. All this better walking area still leads to the same type of business.....the ratty bar! Lets be honest with ourselves. There are now a few art places and the theater has a face lift, but the majority of money spent is from drunk college kids shooting purple hooters. Is this really the long term plan the city is banking on for economic growth?

Most of the bars are just shitty looking! I know it and you know it. Hayles is a dump, the garage is a dump........you can just keep going down the list. If you are not embarrassed by the Heroes deck overlapping into the middle of a city street....you might need to stop reading now. Is this really the look we want people to see when they arrive in a major metropolitan city. You have to love the tourism potential of cheap paper signs, flyer's and stickers in the windows as you stroll down those neat new sidewalks. It must be some kind of Mobile "thang" that the uglier and nastier your bar looks, the more business you generate. Let me give you a clue to why the downtown crowd is not very diverse. People in their thirties and up have no interest in going to the LODA to hear broke down cover bands play music at volume 11. The people with good jobs and money to spend are looking for a night out that doesn't bring back memories of their frat days.

I went to an event at the Mitchel Center last night (I will blog about later). This was a show with huge international appeal. It was the kind of night that you actually put some church clothes on and act like an adult. I was shocked at the number of faded Polo's, t-shirts, flip flops, blue jeans, baseball caps, and tennis shoes. I just can't help but think that Mobile is becoming exactly what downtown has been all these years.......ugly. This city is set on being nothing more than casual. You see it in every restaurant. You see it in stores. This sense of ugly and poor looking is the best we can do. I am tired of going to other cities and actually seeing people who look like they have some direction in the lifestyle they want to live. It is OK to tuck a shirt in and go to bar that is actually clean. I am getting way off subject here, but this whole concept of "lower class" is something that keeps downtown Mobile under the foot of the college moron. I just wish half of Mobile would go to a city where people actually go downtown for something other than a Bud Lite and a Cowboy Junkies cover band.

Until we realize that the people making a commitment to living, shopping, dinning a and spending in downtown Mobile are more important than the nightly cover charge, the city will never progress. The opportunity to be an upscale attraction and a city with a high standard of living is right in front of our eyes. Is this the downtown that evokes the phrase..."I want to live in Mobile". Is this the city that is going to wow all those new corporations? We always hear people bitching about more culture...more art in downtown. That will never come because it will always play second fiddle to the beer stained stages and popped collars that is Mobile Entertainment. Lets get some new blood and build a city that brings in real money and real opportunity. Don't let me down Eastern Shore. If you build it, we will come! Any body got a key to the bulldozer?

NO I WILL NOT JOIN THAT GROUP!

4/4/09

Jerry Clower and the boiled okra dog fight.......Haaaawwwww

3/30/09

The Weedhawks will be playing at the Black bear tonight! This makes me very sad that I am here and they are there.

"October Sky....a must see movie I happened across this week. A true story about Homer Hickam the "Rocket Boy". Do yourself a favor and rent this one!

This is the real Homer Hickam at the Festival of Ideas at West Virginia University (the same event I met subway Jared at). After seeing this movie, I wish I would have gotten the chance to hear him speak. This movie is one of the best I have seen in some time. Homer went from a small coal mining town to NASA engineer and Alabama distinguished person award winner. His story is amazing and mind boggling how some of the smartest people in history came from the most unlikely places. Give it a shot this weekend! Here is a LINK to his bio.


Hickam also designed and built the first brass cannon that VT fires when the team scores a touchdown. He used scrap bass from belt buckles and along with his fathers help built the cannon that is now one of the most recognizable traditions at the school.


The official trailer from the movie

A quick video of Homer today

3/26/09

I have nothing!

The Nanner Stand has been somewhat quite over the last week or so. I just have nothing of great importance to pass along at the moment. Don't be alarmed! I am sure you will get a rush of posts soon. Until then, here are some things I have learned this week....

1. Dolly Parton is still hot and she is not a lesbian

2. 91 dogs in a 2 bedroom house will get you a look at the back of a police car.

3. Auburn players look really small at this point

4. A three stooges remake could be a really bad idea

5. We can stop using the phrase.."If you don't go home with me tonight, the terrorist win" and replace it with.."Stimulate the economy and come home with me tonight"

6. Why is BOG not on Facebook?

7. Everyone is talking about legalizing bingo and marijuana

8. The Fairhope Arts and Crafts show was more craft and not so much art

9. I picked a really crappy time to be job hunting...at least i am not a teacher

10. I will not be attending the big IMS reunion at Felix's Fish Camp