<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:07:40.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Matty's House</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-2685088252632192205</id><published>2009-05-20T19:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:15:12.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Sevens</title><content type='html'>Last night was a big win for the Yanks it looks like they're out of the funk they were in. Here are some cool facts about the game. Keep the number seven in mind. Sabathia #52 (5+2=7) struck out 7 batters in 7 innings. The Yankees also scored 7 runs in the 7th inning to give the their 7th straight win, and now Sabathia is 4-3 oh yea (4+3=7)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-2685088252632192205?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/2685088252632192205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=2685088252632192205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/2685088252632192205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/2685088252632192205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2009/05/lucky-sevens.html' title='Lucky Sevens'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-8359787766029386510</id><published>2009-04-05T10:11:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T11:25:29.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yankee Stadiun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321210166136042770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 429px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Sdi8c_-8dRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TL_utyuuIYI/s400/old+yankee+stadiun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The old house with the "Big Bat" of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321210845137620418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 428px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Sdi9EhdiTcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/r883LUpajRU/s400/new+yankee+stadiun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A shot of the new place walking up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321211540973963906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Sdi9tBp2SoI/AAAAAAAAAGk/HSHNTuAdxMA/s400/monument+park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All the times I've been to Yankee Stadium I never made it to Monument Park. So of course I wanted to go this time but when we got their it was already closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321213136590502578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Sdi_J5yeerI/AAAAAAAAAG0/kykf9LvYcg4/s400/wang+warms+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Who knew Wang loosened up by having a catch in the out field.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321217865096204066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/SdjDdI2FjyI/AAAAAAAAAHM/K9-ZWDUbd90/s400/04-04-09+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Boy is that screen big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321219789540739602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/SdjFNJ9ayhI/AAAAAAAAAHU/txeJJO1_6lI/s400/reggie+first+pitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Reggie Jackson throwing out the first pitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321214008054528226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Sdi_8oPsOOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/8DIMmyuIJaA/s400/wang+first+pitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The first pitch STRIKE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321216367277394706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/SdjCF9CQSxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iiNvXsVLx68/s400/04-04-09+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yankees coming to bat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321221317365319154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/SdjGmFjLxfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/QtVRVPfu8To/s400/04-04-09+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Yanks win 7 - 4 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321221817058206290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/SdjHDLDQIlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/0pSjw09aSfw/s400/04-04-09+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Happy Yankee fan. &lt;p align="left"&gt;All in all the stadium is a really nice place. They really thought of everything when putting this place together (except the blind spots from the bleachers) Of course it will be hard to get use to because even though they did their best to keep things the same, but better it's just not the old place. I'm sure that when fans of the original stadium came to the remodel in the 70's they were like this isn't our stadium. Just like I was thinking something just seemed weird about the new place. I guess when you hear that this place is something like 66% larger then the old one, but it just feels more compact. Maybe because the scoreboard is so dam big (but very cool) or maybe the restaurant in center field I don't know just yet but it is a nice place to call home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-8359787766029386510?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/8359787766029386510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=8359787766029386510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/8359787766029386510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/8359787766029386510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2009/04/yankee-stadiun.html' title='Yankee Stadiun'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Sdi8c_-8dRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TL_utyuuIYI/s72-c/old+yankee+stadiun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-1535975501158622021</id><published>2009-03-01T00:56:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:46:49.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up time</title><content type='html'>We'll here it is people I finally have so time to type plus my buddy Rich said he's tired of seeing my last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;entry&lt;/span&gt;. I'm still at the new &lt;a href="http://www.aflwebprinting.com/"&gt;job&lt;/a&gt; its been a year already. Where does the time go? I work so many dam hours I always forget what day it is. The kids are good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jyllian&lt;/span&gt; is going to be 13 soon and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Alyvia&lt;/span&gt; is 8. Where the hell does that time go? I voted for the first time in my life and it felt real good. I got probably one of the coolest games ever &lt;a href="http://www.guitarheroworldtour.com/"&gt;Guitar Hero World Tour&lt;/a&gt; complete band set with an extra guitar. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Alyvia&lt;/span&gt; needs to play this game so much she says every Friday is Guitar Hero Friday. We just bought a new car a &lt;a href="http://www.chevrolet.com/2009traverse"&gt;09 Chevy Traverse&lt;/a&gt; this car is great and we got such a good deal we could not pass it up. My parents are doing good too I mean as good as their gonna get. This past Friday night Crystal an I went out to eat with Rich and Brooke. We had such a good time, we went to this Thai place in Old Bridge called Thai Thai. The food was really good and at a good price we all ate for under $100 and we had plenty of food. I recommend it to any one who wants to try Thai or already like it. After we went to this little bar next to the restaurant and did a lot of catching up.  Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all for now I'll try harder to keep things up to date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-1535975501158622021?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/1535975501158622021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=1535975501158622021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/1535975501158622021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/1535975501158622021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2009/03/catch-up-time.html' title='Catch up time'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-8640432671738473255</id><published>2008-05-10T19:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T08:54:22.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So I tossed a salad</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was going to be a good day and night I got to sleep with out having to get up in the morning, and at night I was going to one of my buddies weddings. So I got home from work around 5a.m. Friday which was okay because Crystal was off so I didn't have to get up at 7:30a..m. to take Alyvia to school I got to sleep to 1:30p.m. I felt great. I got up ate something small because Crystal said that the place where the wedding was going to be has lots of food then I took out my suit for the wedding and proceeded to get ready around 3:30p.m. We got to the hall around 5:40p.m. we got to see all my friends and talk for a little while. The service was short and nice, around a half hour the best part was when they left the alter they walked the the Peanuts theme music. Now it's time for the cocktail hour all the different foods I didn't know where to start. As I walked around the second room looking through all the food I see some ice sculptors as I get closer to one of them I realize that it was the one an only Mr. Met that's right the Mets guy with a baseball head pretty cool even to a Yankee fan. Now It's time for the party My friend and his new wife walk into the room to the music of Superman COOL, so we're all having a good time the best man who was also my best man gave a really good speech guess it helps that he writes for a living. The appetizer was pene with vodka sauce I got a little nervous eating it because I have a problem with cream sauces. Now the salad Cesar I love it I ate the whole thing. I just can't wait for dinner I got the Prime Rib when it came out it looked like a work of art and the smell was out of this world, but wait why does the room feel like it's starting to spin I only had like 5 beers and they were mini glasses it couldn't be that. I have to get out of this room all I can hear is my buddy Joey telling his girlfriend that he can't stand her and he wants her to leave now and the banging of the music. I run to the bathroom grab the stall with a sink in it so I'm thinking it's the pene so I quickly took off my white shirt because I wasn't getting red on my dress shirt, but when it happens all I tossed up was the salad I just didn't under stand why. I felt better already so now I'm cleaning up my mess when I hear the best man and ask him to tell Crystal that I got sick but I'll be out soon. So I get back to the table and Joey and his girl are still fighting and now I'm starting to sweat a lot I run back to the bathroom fearing the worst but nothing happens now I got my friends checking on me (thanks guys that meant a lot) when I come out again everyone said that I was as white as my shirt, and that no one else ate the salad because it tasted sour, I'm so stupid. I was okay the ride home and fell asleep as soon as I got home. I was able to get up at 8:30a.m. starving had some toast took my youngest to Wal-Mart (sorry Ken) and did some yard work. So I'm feeling a lot better I just feel bad that I couldn't say goodnight to Mikey and his wife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-8640432671738473255?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/8640432671738473255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=8640432671738473255&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/8640432671738473255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/8640432671738473255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-i-tossed-salad.html' title='So I tossed a salad'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-1442500105372003225</id><published>2008-05-02T20:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T20:28:51.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ironmanmovie.marvel.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; movie rocked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-1442500105372003225?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/1442500105372003225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=1442500105372003225&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/1442500105372003225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/1442500105372003225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2008/05/3-words.html' title='3 Words'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-6442136445022016294</id><published>2008-04-20T15:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T20:29:58.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>Okay so its been a while since I've written anything, so where do I start? Work is going good I work around 45-50 hours a week and I really don't mind besides I love the overtime pay. My kids just got back their report cards and Alyvia made Honor Roll for the second time this year. That's more I can say for myself. Jyllian did good but not as good as she can do (she doesn't like to do her homework) Jyllian also turned 12 yesterday and for her party she had a sleepover. She had 3 girls from school 1 from dance class and 2 cousins... THEY WERE UP TILL 4 IN THE MORNING AND UP AT 8!!! But it did go better then I thought it was going to. Well it's back to work tonight and I'm trying a new shift 10pm-6am but some days I have to go in at 8pm tonight is one of them. My mom is doing real good her hair is growing back and is back to work full time. Overall she's feeling pretty good. So this weekend coming up I have to go to a Mets game, and I'm asking all my fellow Yankee fans that are attending to where their Yankee hats out of respect for the real New York team. I'm not a Mets hater, its just that I'm not getting a Mets hat just for this occasion. Well looking forward to seeing everyone next weekend gotta go the battery is going to die soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-6442136445022016294?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/6442136445022016294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=6442136445022016294&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/6442136445022016294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/6442136445022016294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2008/04/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-1769604899085366083</id><published>2008-02-23T14:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T15:10:05.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A new begining</title><content type='html'>So I started my new job this week and it went really good.  I work with some nice people and the Plant Manager is cool too.  As of now I work Sunday-Thursday 6pm-2am I haven't worked a 5 day week in over 12 years and I sure was tired by the time Friday came around.  I'll say this that I had no idea what a state of t he art pre-press was like till now.  All I do is baby sit 2 robots check date lines and page numbers.  I also volunteered to help out in the mailing department we label around 3,000 papers for the NY Times which has been keeping me at work till at least 3 am.  I'm getting use to the drive, I drive more in one day then I used to all week at the old job.  One night as soon as I got on the on ramp to go home there was an overturned truck blocking where I had to go that was a 20 min. delay and Friday with all that snow and working till 4am I didn't get home until 5am.  I just can't wait for the work to pick up so we have work the whole night instead of trying to find things to do.  So I'm happy that I chose to work for &lt;a href="http://www.aflwebprinting.com/"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; guys I can tell it's going to be a good place to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-1769604899085366083?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/1769604899085366083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=1769604899085366083&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/1769604899085366083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/1769604899085366083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-begining.html' title='A new begining'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-2516140147911453114</id><published>2008-01-22T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:23:38.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Training</title><content type='html'>No I'm not talking about any sport I'm talking about my new job. I had a meeting today and was told that I'll be starting this Friday. I will be hired as a part time employee until my job closes it's doors. I'm so glad that they finally got the ball rolling so I can get the training I need so when I'm full time I know what the hells going on. I am a little nervous but I guess that's normal for starting a new job.  So only time will tell if this is the place for me, and remember if you know any press or pre-press jobs that are hiring give me a shout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-2516140147911453114?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/2516140147911453114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=2516140147911453114&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/2516140147911453114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/2516140147911453114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2008/01/winter-training_22.html' title='Winter Training'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-3715657498546875731</id><published>2008-01-14T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:31:05.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO!!</title><content type='html'>I just found out today that my job will stay open an additional 2 weeks (maybe more) because the new place is not ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-3715657498546875731?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/3715657498546875731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=3715657498546875731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/3715657498546875731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/3715657498546875731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2008/01/boo.html' title='BOO!!'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-8808968764883159429</id><published>2008-01-03T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T14:04:37.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>1.  Try to lose some weight and by some I mean something like 120 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Succeed at my new job.  That's right for those that follow I got the new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Try not to piss off my wife as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that's a good list I'm sure I'll do good with #2 but the rest who the hell knows.  Also for the people that know my mom's situation we just found out yesterday that her cancer is all gone and will be coming home soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-8808968764883159429?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/8808968764883159429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=8808968764883159429&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/8808968764883159429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/8808968764883159429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2008/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-3893217837479569160</id><published>2007-12-31T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T09:53:05.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-3893217837479569160?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/3893217837479569160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=3893217837479569160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/3893217837479569160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/3893217837479569160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-6294232969113229667</id><published>2007-12-05T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T23:08:01.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 7 weeks left</title><content type='html'>So it's true my job is closing down, February 1, 2008 is the magic date. I will say I was mad when I first found out. I mean I put 11 years into this place and soon I'll have nothing to show for it. Now with everything going on with my mom and some other small things I think the upset part is setting in. I will miss allot of the people I work with, I've known them for a long time. But now on to bigger and better things I have my first interview this Friday with these &lt;a href="http://www.aflwebprinting.com/"&gt;guys&lt;/a&gt;. I'm nervous and excited at the same time I mean I've never been on an interview before. Greater Jersey Press was my first job and I didn't have to do anything, just fill out an application and I was hired. So I'm really hopping to get this job hopefully I'll get hired and get to start when GJP closes down. If I don't I think I'm done with printing, bad thing is I don't know what I'll do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-6294232969113229667?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/6294232969113229667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=6294232969113229667&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/6294232969113229667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/6294232969113229667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-its-true-my-job-is-closing-down.html' title='Only 7 weeks left'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-6998279551744761584</id><published>2007-11-25T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T11:00:39.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>October 2008</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a while but I really didn't have a reason till now. First I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving, now that's out of the way back to the reason of the blog. I love video games my wife hates the fact that I love them. In fact I've been told countless times that she is going to rip the PS3 out of the wall and throw it out. Now I also love to watch movies, I'm your typical action/sci-fi movie guy. Now last night when we brought in the mail (I forgot what day it was) I got the new issue of Gameinformer and on the cover was the picture from one of the greatest movies soon to be the best game of all times. In fact this game is so big that they brought in the original writers from the two movies to write the game, and they might even call it part 3. So big they're bringing back several cast members to do the voice overs form their rolls in the game. Do you know what it is yet? If you do shame on you for not telling. Wait for it here it comes &lt;strong&gt;Ghostbusters&lt;/strong&gt; that's right people it's finaly coming. So next October when they say "who you gonna call" don't call me I'll be busy playing the best game ever made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-6998279551744761584?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/6998279551744761584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=6998279551744761584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/6998279551744761584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/6998279551744761584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/11/october-2008.html' title='October 2008'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-1925231531183945516</id><published>2007-10-17T22:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T17:38:13.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plate is full</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a while but the plate has been very full. So where to start about 3 months ago I get a phone call from my mother and she tells me that's shes in the hospital with very bad stomach pains. Okay so they do a bunch of test an find nothing. After being their a while they find a mass on her liver now when you hear about things like this they're only a few centimeters long, my mom's 6 inches long, but they don't know what it is. Lets skip ahead 6 weeks when her insurance tells her that she's been in the hospital long enough and has to leave even though they still don't know what is wrong with her. So she goes out to Pennsylvania where my aunt has a friend that works in a hospital in Philly and gets my mom in right away. It doesn't take them but a week to find out that she has a form of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lymphoma"&gt;Lymphoma.&lt;/a&gt; So it took 2 months to find what was wrong that's 2 months of lost treatment time. Now she has to stay out their because she can't drive and neither can my dad so with him being a sick man with Diabetes and heart problems he needs to see doctors out their also. Well he finds out that he has a bone infection in his big toe and he has to get a partial amputation done. I mean I just don't know what to do anymore, now my job the press where I've been working for the past 12 years looks like it's going to close up. I've been trying to take things in a positive way but I don't know how much longer I can do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-1925231531183945516?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/1925231531183945516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=1925231531183945516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/1925231531183945516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/1925231531183945516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/10/three-strikes-and-im-out.html' title='The Plate is full'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-4422320697241667565</id><published>2007-09-13T01:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T14:09:59.784-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PS 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RujMpEhdZgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9FxXv-wIMHY/s1600-h/ps3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109558783212611074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RujMpEhdZgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9FxXv-wIMHY/s400/ps3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I finally broke down and got myself a PS 3. I know that Probably should have waited till after Christmas and the price would of dropped but couldn't wait any more the PS 2 was of the fritz and would not work all the time. So I gathered up 20 of the games I wanted to get rid of and the old PS 2 and I traded them in. I did pretty dam good I got $130.00 for all that. So I got the 80 Gig. with the free game Motor Storm and bought one of the best games I've ever played Resistance Fall Of Man. The game takes place in the 50's there was no WWII, an invasion of Russia from some creatures can't tell you where their from outer space or some type bio weapon gone bad. Well you know the deal it's&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RujTi0hdZjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8sBtKCzJ2HM/s1600-h/F+O+M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109566372419823154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="201" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RujTi0hdZjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8sBtKCzJ2HM/s200/F+O+M.jpg" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; up to you to save the world. I was a little upset when I first hooked up the system and tried to play Motor Storm (notice I said tried) the system did not have the verison needed to play the game so I had to hook the PS up and download the newest one so me and the kids could race. It's an okay game nothing to do flips over but my kids love it they just can't get enough. I crack up every tine Jyllian tells me her favorite car is a Mud Plugger. So I'll definitely say that it was worth the money plus I'm getting 5 free Blu-ray movies just for buying it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-4422320697241667565?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/4422320697241667565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=4422320697241667565&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/4422320697241667565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/4422320697241667565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-i-finally-broke-down-and-got.html' title='PS 3'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RujMpEhdZgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9FxXv-wIMHY/s72-c/ps3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-8161363824279875876</id><published>2007-08-22T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T01:00:21.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>30!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>You are not going to believe &lt;a href="http://msn.foxsports.com/mlb/gameTrax?gameId=270822201"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;! How the hell does something like that happen? I mean really I thought it was a type-o. I think I would of quit after it was 24-3 did the Orioles think they were gonna score 21+ runs in the 9th?  I thought the Home Run Derby was in July?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-8161363824279875876?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/8161363824279875876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=8161363824279875876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/8161363824279875876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/8161363824279875876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/08/30.html' title='30!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-6598901728329605544</id><published>2007-07-05T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T00:49:26.509-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats Up!</title><content type='html'>Just want to say hi to all family and friends. I don't have anything new to write yet but here's some things that's happened the last couple weeks. We're on our fourth Orthodontist for Jyllian and looks like this one actually cares about the people he works on. My brother Andrew from California made a surprise stop in NJ after a week long vacation in Iceland. It was really cool to see him even if it was only for a few hours. Other good news my father doesn't have to start his dialysis yet seems his new doctor thinks he's in better shape then the other one did. We leave for vacation in one week from tomorrow we're going to Branson,MO. Trust me there's allot to do out there it's one of the new up-in-coming vacation spots in the states. I hope everyone had a nice day off and had a safe holiday. Hope to see some of you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-6598901728329605544?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/6598901728329605544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=6598901728329605544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/6598901728329605544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/6598901728329605544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/07/whats-up.html' title='Whats Up!'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-7126500199015508705</id><published>2007-06-13T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T02:00:01.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sopranos Ending Explained?</title><content type='html'>If you didn't see it yet , don't read this first... watch the episode and then if you have figured it out.&lt;br /&gt;If you paid attention to the show or are just a fan of well developed well thought out plots that all tie together and have the memory of an elephant to remember it all the ending was simple, HE GOT KILLED, but let me tell you why and the explain.&lt;br /&gt;There were 3 people in the room who had reason to kill Tony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The trucker was the brother of the guy who was robbed by Christopher in season 2. Remember the DVD players? The trucker had to identify the body.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The two black guys, they were paid before to kill Tony but he was only shot in the ear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last the guy sitting on the stool, who the camera kept focusing on, that is Nikki Leotardo, Phil Leotardo's nephew, he was in one of the early season episodes where Phil and Tony have a sit down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Tony's walking into the diner you see the camera focus on him, then it switches to his perspective, and you see him look at the booth hes gonna sit in. Then the camera switches back to Tony's face, and then again back to his perspective, and it shows him looking at the door and at the people coming in. Every time the door opens the chime sounds.... Carmela walks in, chimes AJ walks in, now we go to Meadow is tyring to parallel park. At this point we see the trucker who goes to the bathroom. Meadow finally parks the car and starts to run over to the diner, the door opens you hear the chimes Tony looks up, and nothing.... no sound, no picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now this takes us to the previous episode were Tony just lies down and has a flash back to when him and Bobby were talking about death. Bobby says "at the end, you probably don't hear anything, and everything goes black."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So in the end the Journey song is playing, the chimes on the door sounded but when Meadow came in , the guy in the trucker hat came out and killed Tony. The reason you don't hear or see anything was that it was from Tony's perspective. DEAD!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All this info was taken from several web sites, but so far it looks and sounds the best to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-7126500199015508705?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/7126500199015508705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=7126500199015508705&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/7126500199015508705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/7126500199015508705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/06/sopranos-ending-explained.html' title='Sopranos Ending Explained?'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-8204988339926905604</id><published>2007-06-07T00:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T01:37:39.754-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RmeJrAxF6DI/AAAAAAAAADw/TL_jB7k6tiI/s1600-h/scan0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073174877289441330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RmeJrAxF6DI/AAAAAAAAADw/TL_jB7k6tiI/s400/scan0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to the parents of this beautiful baby boy. He weighed 8lbs 0oz and was 20 1/2" long. He was born today June 7, 1976. That right it was me LittleMatty. So I turn 31 today I don't feel happy or sad, what I mean is I'm grateful to make it through another year of my life but my kids are more excited about my birthday then me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the first time in 12 years I will not be working on this day, but my wife has off also and their is already a list of things to be done. It was very nice of her to let me know that she didn't take the day off and why am I wasting a day for something like my birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking about going to the movies but I don't think that's going to happen. On a good note there is a good dinner planned Steak &amp;amp; Shrimp but I have to cook it witch is okay with me. Another year older another wiser? Maybe, Another year older still freakin' tired? With out a doubt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-8204988339926905604?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/8204988339926905604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=8204988339926905604&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/8204988339926905604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/8204988339926905604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/06/birth-announcement.html' title='Birth Announcement'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RmeJrAxF6DI/AAAAAAAAADw/TL_jB7k6tiI/s72-c/scan0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-828171156470556088</id><published>2007-05-02T21:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T20:05:54.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>May Flowers?</title><content type='html'>The saying goes "April showers brings May flowers" so where the hell are all the bee's. This whole story starts out when I went to visit my old man a couple of weeks ago like any good son should do, even brought him an egg sandwich w/coffee. So I sit down to eat knowing that I'm going to get my share of him telling me that my brother is a bum. So I change the subject a few times and then he starts going on how the bee population is down like 70%. Now I'm thinking to myself where the hell does he come up with this stuff I mean he's home all day does he just make stuff up. I'll say the way he was going on it sounded like some apocalyptic movie that all the plants wont be pollinated crops wont grow I'm sure you get the point. Now tonight I'm sitting here at work and got time to kill when I come across &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/18442426/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. What the hell is going on!! People will say that the end of the world has already started, I guess all the events are in place.  What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-828171156470556088?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/828171156470556088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=828171156470556088&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/828171156470556088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/828171156470556088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-flowers_02.html' title='May Flowers?'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-7127023455394867975</id><published>2007-04-11T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T23:51:21.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To funny</title><content type='html'>I bet you &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/18054665"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; guy is kicking himself in the ass. People really need to plan these types of things out a little better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-7127023455394867975?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/7127023455394867975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=7127023455394867975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/7127023455394867975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/7127023455394867975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-dont-even-know-that-to-call-this-one.html' title='To funny'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-7286107076119939967</id><published>2007-03-28T20:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T20:20:09.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This isn't good</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/17842304/"&gt;title&lt;/a&gt; says it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-7286107076119939967?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/7286107076119939967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=7286107076119939967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/7286107076119939967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/7286107076119939967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-isnt-good.html' title='This isn&apos;t good'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-4937825568035755244</id><published>2007-03-14T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:33:26.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RfiS0yJjfTI/AAAAAAAAABs/7nyWWyZiwI4/s1600-h/spring.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041941218353970482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RfiS0yJjfTI/AAAAAAAAABs/7nyWWyZiwI4/s320/spring.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well yesterday people sure must of had it because we had two people out in our department alone.  I know that doesn't sound like much but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; half the crew.  There was at least three guys MIA on the press and who knows about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mail room&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm just glad we're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; starting to get the warm weather back. I just hope it holds out for the weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-4937825568035755244?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/4937825568035755244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=4937825568035755244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/4937825568035755244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/4937825568035755244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-fever.html' title='Spring Fever'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RfiS0yJjfTI/AAAAAAAAABs/7nyWWyZiwI4/s72-c/spring.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-4424319142561789005</id><published>2007-03-13T22:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:24:59.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's Bruno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Rfdh7CJjfSI/AAAAAAAAABk/rxDr2WjK9do/s1600-h/bruno2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041605974681681186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Rfdh7CJjfSI/AAAAAAAAABk/rxDr2WjK9do/s400/bruno2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Rfdh0CJjfRI/AAAAAAAAABc/LAgTWhZJ168/s1600-h/bruno1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041605854422596882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Rfdh0CJjfRI/AAAAAAAAABc/LAgTWhZJ168/s400/bruno1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here he is. Now this dog is the Devil in disguise. Sure when we went to pick him out of the litter he was all cute and licking our faces and would not leave us alone. Well now he's completely destroyed our kitchen set chewed all the chairs the table, and the wine cart. Forget it when he goes outside he'll eat anything grass, rocks, plants, and as you can see even his leed. I'm really surprised he's not chewing on my daughter's shoes in the other picture. I call him a little/big guy because he's only 6 months old but weighs almost 70 pounds. I guess it's just hard to let this little/big guy in because our last dog (Magnum) was one in a million an he only passed last July. But Bruno sometimes has a certain charm about him where I think with some more training and supervision he'll fit in just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-4424319142561789005?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/4424319142561789005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=4424319142561789005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/4424319142561789005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/4424319142561789005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/03/heres-bruno.html' title='Here&apos;s Bruno'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Rfdh7CJjfSI/AAAAAAAAABk/rxDr2WjK9do/s72-c/bruno2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-515724628047962723</id><published>2007-03-13T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:44:41.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Oreo &amp; Tony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RfdgKyJjfQI/AAAAAAAAABU/SZeIJKGV4wU/s1600-h/oreeo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041604046241365250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RfdgKyJjfQI/AAAAAAAAABU/SZeIJKGV4wU/s400/oreeo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RfdgEyJjfPI/AAAAAAAAABM/3l8wyVdYgY8/s1600-h/tony.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041603943162150130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RfdgEyJjfPI/AAAAAAAAABM/3l8wyVdYgY8/s400/tony.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Rfdf-SJjfOI/AAAAAAAAABE/dBxMwhekkw4/s1600-h/tonyandoreo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041603831493000418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Rfdf-SJjfOI/AAAAAAAAABE/dBxMwhekkw4/s400/tonyandoreo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's a little late their B- Day was last Saturday but here they are.  Of course their in their favorite spot my bed.  I never really thought I would be a cat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;person&lt;/span&gt; but they grew on me.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;They're&lt;/span&gt; still a pain in the ass at 6 am when they want to eat but they bother Crystal for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-515724628047962723?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/515724628047962723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=515724628047962723&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/515724628047962723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/515724628047962723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-oreo-tony.html' title='Happy Birthday Oreo &amp; Tony'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RfdgKyJjfQI/AAAAAAAAABU/SZeIJKGV4wU/s72-c/oreeo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-7380746466505747273</id><published>2007-03-13T01:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T03:04:15.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck O' the UnIrish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RfZHpiJjfJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YTsy6g2Y7ww/s1600-h/irish.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041295611754937490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" height="123" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RfZHpiJjfJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YTsy6g2Y7ww/s400/irish.bmp" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my buddy is getting married this Saturday that's right ST. Patties Day. So first off I would like to welcome him to the club even though it's early. So are you supposed to match your wife when you go out to weddings and thing of that nature? I've known of this wedding for quite some time now and yes I still have to get a shirt and tie. Now I thought it would be cool to get a green shirt &amp; tie because the wedding is on ST. Patties Day I tolled this to my wife as soon as I found out when the wedding was going to be. She even agreed with me, but what does she do she buys a silver &amp;amp; black dress witch buy the way looks really nice. So now what the hell do I do? Do I stick to my plan or do I get something to match. My other thing that's making me nervous is that my mother-in-law (Donna) is watching my kids this weekend a my house. Now she's very capable of doing this, but now she said that her boyfriend (Dan) might be staying their also. My wife and I have strick rules for the house we don't want anyone their wile were not witch should be understandable. I know Dan is really part of the family but I just feel weird with him sleeping in my house wile I'm not their. Also they smoke now I know the wont in my house but I don't want them sleeping in my bed. And then there's my brother-in-law's girl friend and daughter coming up from Florida. Now Donna thought Crystal (my wife) was going to let her visit at our house WRONG! When she says that she doesn't want anyone at the house she means it. Well this started an argument because she's only coming up for the weekend and could only fit Donna in on Sat. So needless to say I was getting nervous because I needed her to watch the kids, then Crystal said that she wasn't going and I freaked out, and told her to straighten everything out. Now it seems likes all is calm, but you know there's always a clam before the storm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-7380746466505747273?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/7380746466505747273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=7380746466505747273&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/7380746466505747273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/7380746466505747273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/03/luck-o-unirish.html' title='Luck O&apos; the UnIrish'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/RfZHpiJjfJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YTsy6g2Y7ww/s72-c/irish.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-749664197676759236</id><published>2007-03-06T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:42:44.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just My Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Re43Ps0OSOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BoFUVnd3-E4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039025775941929186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px" height="83" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Re43Ps0OSOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BoFUVnd3-E4/s320/untitled.bmp" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is the big day there will be a lottery drawing for 370 million dollars. Now I don't know about you but who's not talking about this especially at work. I'm sure every company that's in a state where the Mega Millions is played has workers pulling there money together for some type of pool. So I get to work the same time I do every Tues. ask how everything is going were there any problems you know things of that nature. So I get the rundown of whats going on for the day/night. I'm at work for about an hour and a half when I get some time to stretch my legs. I go to the bathroom and when I come out I see one of my buddies from the night shift waiting to start his shift. Now he was talking to by boss so ofcorse I walk up and what do I say "Did you buy your Lottery ticket?" So he tells me that he bought a bunch right before he came to work and put in 5 bucks for the pool. I give him a blank stare and say "What pool?" Oh the one the guys on the first shift put together, and he gives me all the details. Where are they,I asked. um they just left he tells me. So I say to myself maybe it was only a press guy thing which still hurt because that's where I started out at. I go back in my office to get back to work when I come to find out that everyone I work with got in the pool but me. Now I was PISSED and I let everyone know about it. I mean how do you go around collecting for a pool and not see the BIG guy in the bright red shirt. Even when I came in I asked what's going on, but does anyone say there's a lottery pool in the main office? NO!!! If they win I'll be the only one here at work tomorrow. Needless to say I an very angry and hurt that I was just looked over. Another one of my friends saw how hurt I was she told me if they won that she would split her share with me. Now I don't know about you but if you won 6.5 million would you be willing to give half away? I don't know about that, but that would be great. Should I give her $2.50 tomorrow anyway? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-749664197676759236?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/749664197676759236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=749664197676759236&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/749664197676759236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/749664197676759236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-my-luck.html' title='Just My Luck'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MkyRRt9H7Wg/Re43Ps0OSOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BoFUVnd3-E4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-5397486782489292307</id><published>2007-02-28T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T01:23:29.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Sucks!!</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here at work it's 1:00am and I should only have 2 hours to go.  But it's not gonna happen.  For people that don't know I work in the production department for Greater Media Newspapers besides our own papers we also do some outside accounts.  We do 3 papers for a group called Community Media out of New York City and they are always late.  I mean we have closing times for a reason right? WRONG!  They're supposed to close tonight at 12:00am, but they never do normal time for them is 2:00am witch is okay because I'm here till 3:30am.  So I come in today and I see instead of there normal 28-32 pages the GOD DAM paper is 64 pages.  So I try to be optimistic and say in my head that they planed this paper out and they will get done close to on time (2am not 12am).  Then it happens, unusually my phone rings at 9:30pm and it's Brett the guy from Com. Media.  He just wanted to give me a heads up that things are not looking go for tonight.  So I say you mean I'm getting screwed tonight and he straight out says yep.  The worst thing about this is I get up at 7:30am after leaving at 3:30am Mon. - Thurs. to take my kids to school, I just don't want to be here past 4:00am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-5397486782489292307?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/5397486782489292307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=5397486782489292307&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/5397486782489292307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/5397486782489292307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-sucks.html' title='This Sucks!!'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-117134952504078771</id><published>2007-02-12T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T01:55:54.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Slam WHAT?</title><content type='html'>On Saturday I was sitting down eating a late dinner with my oldest daughter (10) just the two of us. My other daughter (6) doesn't eat food only if it's a Pop Tart and my wife was off in the other room screaming and yelling about something I did or didn't do, I still have no idea what the problem was. So when my wife gets mad she cleans and I don't mean she dusts, she goes in our rooms and starts to throw stuff out with out even asking if you want it or not. So trying not to pay any attention to my wife my daughter and I were talking don't remember and you'll so see why. Now before I go on you must know that we talk very highly about the oldest on how she's always kind to others and things of that nature and we didn't do that just because she's our kid she really is or I should say was.&lt;br /&gt;Okay here we go I was almost done eating when I hear my wife coming down the stairs. Now I don't want to look at her so she won't yell at me, then I hear a slam on the table when I look over I see what is my oldest daughter's journal then I look up at my wife to see tears in her eyes and see tells me you better read that and then looks at my daughter and said I thought we raised you better than this. Now any one who is the father to girls knows we don't want to read that book. Because I got sick just thinking of what I was going to read. As I pick up the book my daughter begins to cry an I think to myself holyshit what the hell is in here. I remembered the other day she had that book in her bookbag for school and when I went to pick it up she freeked out saying don't it's my journal leave it alone and pulling it from my hands.&lt;br /&gt;So I open the book and my wife says turn the page and when I did I could not believe what I read. It turns out my daughter was writing horrible things about her classmates, words that I never thought I would ever hear let alone read. This one's a &lt;a href="mailto:Bi@th"&gt;Bi@th&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="mailto:MotherFu@king"&gt;MotherFu@king&lt;/a&gt; this one and this one probably would have sex with the principal and have 1000 babies and this one's mother is this and that and so on and so forth. I was relieved in away that only a father could be, but then I was so angry that she would do something like this. So I found myself yelling "What gives you the right to write these things about other people?" She said that they were mean kids I told her that she was no better for what she was doing. My wife told her that she knew that it was called a Slam Book, A Slam What I screamed the only thing that should be getting slammed is your ass with my hand. It turns out that she was not the only one writing stuff in that book, she had two other girls writing as well which I do believe because you can see the different handwritings. I don't know how I controlled myself but she did not get smacked at all. She did get a list of punishments that will be in place for a long time. We also decided that we would not say anything to the other kid's parents but might say something to the teacher so he knows whats going on in the class. So what would you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-117134952504078771?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/117134952504078771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=117134952504078771&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/117134952504078771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/117134952504078771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/02/slam-what.html' title='A Slam WHAT?'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-117012801668166261</id><published>2007-01-29T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T00:38:26.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The not so BIG game</title><content type='html'>As some people know I have been having Super Bowl parties for the last 6 years. It's very hard to say that this year we will not be having one. To tell the truth I have no idea why. Mabe it's because it Sunday or mabe it's hard for some of my friends to make it or the fact that my wife went on a shopping spree and spent around $7500.00 on all new furniture for the Living Room and our Bedroom. Now I realy don't have a problem with that because our bedroom set used to belong to my Grandparents. Thats right it's about 33 years old even though it is in very good shape. I said who the hell cares no one else goes in our room but us (I hope) but I guess its a woman thing. Now I have be saying that I'm going to get a new TV for about a year and she has stood strongly against the idea. I've been told that I will have to live in the box if I bought one. So through this whole shopping thing I kept my mouth shut and I guess she felt bad and said "I guess if you want to by your dam tv you can". So we are now getting a new 50" HDTV and the kicker is I'm not even going to be home to see the game on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-117012801668166261?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/117012801668166261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=117012801668166261&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/117012801668166261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/117012801668166261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2007/01/not-so-big-game.html' title='The not so BIG game'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21964638.post-113908058823105099</id><published>2006-02-04T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T13:19:34.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Ethic</title><content type='html'>A good friend and I were talking today about how we're sick and tired of all these people at work that don't do their job, and then managment does noting about it. Now if him or I were to slack off we would probaly get an ear full or worse. For some reason when he started telling me his story I was not supprised at all, it just seemed like I was listening to myself talk. When he said that it wasn't fair I told him life was not fair, and if your not going to do something about it nothing will ever change. So I guess my question is, are we all in the same sinking boat just in different parts of the ocean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21964638-113908058823105099?l=bigmatty29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/feeds/113908058823105099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21964638&amp;postID=113908058823105099&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/113908058823105099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21964638/posts/default/113908058823105099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmatty29.blogspot.com/2006/02/work-ethic.html' title='Work Ethic'/><author><name>Big Matty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04289071043461754173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
