December 29, 2005

Stevens and Huckabee

Stevens and Huckabee are two of my foremen. As you all know I own a construction contractor in Corona, CA. Last Sunday during their holiday after Christmas Stevens and Huckabee went to see an evening flick. They like me are cowboys. So naturally they went to see the latest western to come out. It is called Heart Break Ridge or something like that. Ever since that day they have been acting strange.

Today, I went to the Peterson remodel where Stevens is over-seeing the cabinets and Huckaby is in charge of the bathrooms, I found Stevens giving Huckabee a neck massage. I asked them what was wrong. They told me that they were now in.... Well then they asked me to join them for a three way. I told them that I would not pay the extras in phone charges that always come with using that type of features in local phone services and that we could talk in person if we had anything to say.

They told me that I needed to switch teams. I told them that I had given up sports with my bum knee five years ago. They sure are acting strange. I hope that Heart Break Ridge is not sending the wrong signals to construction workers throughout the world. I will report back with a review soon. As long as Dumbass lets me keep posting here.

I am Steve Bozell, like what I write or I'll sue you. Oh, and just in case any of you were wondering I am wearing my duster today only because there is a chill in the air. Not because I am trying to compensate for... anything.

This blogging thing is better than talking on the C.B. radio using my base station. I have spent all night for the past two nights doing one, the other or a combination there of. I really am into this whole blogging thing. I think I may have to set up the Steve Bozell blog. This is going to be so good. I would stay here and share my thoughts with the world but, well, you all know that I am too good of a blogger to stay here for long. Besides Jess is a jackball. I called his cell phone this morning, and he was too busy getting a non fat latte or some shit. He was talking to the girl at the coffee shop. What a jackball. I drink my folgers for about nine cents a cup. I oft times drink it in my boots, spurs, hat, and nothing else. I would live to see him go to a coffee shop nude. He did not have time to talk to me, he said he would call me back. I'm still waiting. Ha ha. Boo yah Bitches. The Bozell Blog will kick major scrumdiddly umptious rump. Any suggestions on where and how to get started? My e-mail if any of you want to talk directly is

I just read this fella called The General. I like his politics. His wrestling infatuation kind of scares me but all's well. This fella seems pretty good too and he is even in L.A.

Posted by SteveBozell at December 29, 2005 09:04 PM | TrackBack

Well, good morning Steve... when exactly *did* you discover blogging??? Really, don't be shy now!

Posted by: JulieB at December 30, 2005 11:45 PM

Heart Break Ridge-the General would be proud of you. Ha-ha- should be Broke Butt Ridge! Damn French, anyway.

Posted by: bronco214 at December 31, 2005 01:33 AM

Are you implying that I am not a real blogger with my two weeks of experience. That general he is a good fella. If he ever comes to Corona he can join me and the boys for a night of bowling, shooting, and Huckabee mentioned that he was going to take me for a pettacure. Whatever that is I hope it involves petting some fly ass honeys. Bozell out.

Posted by: Steve Bozell at December 31, 2005 12:56 PM
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