dafey v4.0

The picture says it all. I can’t continue to hold the torch when no one is with me. I am only 1 man, I need a team - my team is….

On another note…dafey has never beaten its posts count month over month since v4.0 started back in 1/07 - if history repeats itself, the slow season is about to start.

Let the BBQ and Basketball BEGIN!!!!!

Man of the Moment…

G Master

Few men have made a impact on this world and one such is this man…

On this date 23 years ago the world was given a gift

G Master has conquered many obstacles like marathons, wrestling tournaments, making love to hundreds of women and even starred in major motion pictures such as below

Today we salute you Gmaster for tomorrow we celebrate.

Happy Birthday!

I think everyone has had a chance to post a comment on the wonderful Smai’s post about the homeless.

It makes me sad to think that it happens so to change that up a bit I found this video…

It reminds me how much I love my brother

Here is look at the numbers. As you can see Dafey usually gets around 100 hits a day give our take 20%. But if you look at Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday of this week - Dafey has been excedding 200 hits, so yes Dafey is “on fire”

Here is a list of the numbers if you don’t count reloads…suprisingly Dafey still gets about 40-60 hits from unique IP address daily. I really wonder who these people are.

A fellow Wayne State (go Warriors!) friend of mine wrote this a few days ago.  To put it lightly, I love his style of writing.  This is one of the several short pieces he wrote so far…and it’s one of my favorites from him –thought it was worth posting. 

[No Subject]

    It wasn’t always like this you know.  I had a family once; a beautiful wife and a little boy.  His name was Issac.  I mean, we weren’t the perfect family, or the richest, but we made by.  We had a small house, but it was cozy.  I mean, I tried my best to be the breadwinner and provide for my family, and, God bless her, my wife was always there to hold me when I broke down.  And I broke down a lot.  Every time we had to take money out of our savings to pay for the electric bill…or every time Sally had to pawn her jewelry just to pay for the gas.  We weren’t perfect, but we were happy.

    That all ended two years ago, when both she and Issac was hit by a drunk driver crossing the street.  She died instantly, and Issac was in the hospital for 3 weeks before they pronounced him brain-dead.  After that…it was all downhill.  I dont know how many nights I spent crying myself to sleep, and how many nights I passed out, thinking that alcohol could make the pain go away.  I lost my job.  I couldn’t pay the bills.  And after two months of missed calls from creditors and the bank…I was kicked out of my house. 

    So now, here I am, typing this in an empty coffee shop because I scraped up enough money to buy a small coffee.  You probably pass me on the street every day, even though you never notice.  I was the one under the bridge yesterday by the red light, holding up the cardboard sign.  Did you see me?  It was really cold out.  I wonder what you think when you look at me?  A homeless man?  A good-for-nothing bum?  Someone who will spend all your money on booze and drugs?  Do you know what it feels like not knowing if you will eat that day when you wake up?  Do you know what it feels like to push aside all humility and pride, just so you wouldn’t go hungry?  I mean…yesterday,  I went through the garbage and found a half-eaten cheeseburger.  It was cold, so it wasnt spoiled…but that was my only meal for the day.

    Please…if you see me, I beg you, help me.  I always tried my best to help my family, and I know, why should you care what happens to me?  You shouldn’t, but is it too much to ask?  They are going to kick me out soon.  Next time you see me, please dont avoid my eyes.  Look at me. And whether you are kind enough to help thats up to you, but just know that I wouldnt be out there begging if I had enough to eat.

written by M.N.
and no, the author (M.N.) isn’t homeless.

Granted, there are some hustlin’ homeless people out there.  But some are really just looking to scrape up enough for food/shelter.

Think: Pursuit of Happiness (the movie) ..except with a not-so-successful ending.
In short:  EMPTY YOUR POCKETS FOR THE HOMELESS!!

Here’s my beef.  You know the intersection on 8 mile and I-75 –where the many homeless men stand under the bridge.  Everytime I have spare dollars on me, the light is green, there’s a line of cars behind me, and the man is a good 20 feet away from me.  And when I have no change on me, the light is red, and there the man is, standing right next to my window. Awkward.  And why is it that when I do give them a dollar, I feel cheap.  I should not be feeling cheap!!

True story!

You got to love this guy…

This is a true story about a recent
wedding that took place at Clemson University. It was in the local newspaper and even Jay Leno mentioned it.

It was a huge wedding with about 300 guests.

After the wedding, at the reception, the groom got up on stage with a microphone to talk to the crowd.
He said he wanted to thank everyone for coming, many from long distances, to support them at their wedding.

He especially wanted to thank the bride’s and his family and to thank his new father-in-law for providing such a lavish reception.

As a token of his deep appreciation, he said he wanted to give everyone a special gift just from him.

So taped to the bottom of everyone’s chair, including the wedding party was an envelope.

He said this was his gift to everyone, and asked them to open their envelopes…

Inside each manila envelope was an 8×10 glossy of his bride having sex with the best man.

The groom had gotten suspicious of them weeks earlier and had hired a private detective to tail them.

After just standing there, just watching the guests’ reactions for a couple of minutes, he turned to the best man and said, ‘F—you!’ Then he turned to his bride and said, ‘F— you!’

Then he turned to the dumbfounded crowd and said, ‘I’m outta here.’

He had the marriage annulled first thing in the morning.

While most people would have canceled the wedding immediately after finding out about the affair, this guy goes through with the charade, as if nothing were wrong.

His revenge — making the bride’s parents pay over $32,000 for a 300-guest wedding and reception, and best of all, trashing the Bride’s and best man’s reputations in front of 300 friends and family members.

This guy has balls the size of church bells.

I just created a new word on urbandictionary.com!

Check it out! It’s the first definition of murphied.

Kristin Kreuk is Chun-Li in Street Fighter!
Source: ComingSoon.net
December 21, 2007

“ComingSoon.net has learned that “Smallville” star Kristin Kreuk will play Chun-Li in Hyde Park Entertainment’s Street Fighter: Legend of Chun-Li! Directed by Andrzej Bartkowiak from a Justin Marks script, the action pic starts filming in Thailand in March, 2008. 20th Century Fox will distribute the live-action feature based on Capcom’s video game. The movie is focused on female fighter Chun-Li and her journey for justice.”

Someone has to start a new post after the glorious Benny Lava so I figure for my 50th post I will post it up

Its hard to be big next to a giant

P.S This movie will probably bomb like no other but sign me up

Kristen Kreuk is hot

Its classic…i need say no more

This isn’t the first time I said it.

But lets be honest people…the MG sucks. I worked in restaurant for a very long time as most of you know.

I am very lenient when it comes to the quality of food and service. As long as the plate is hot and the drinks are refilled I am happy.

The MG does not provide those necessities though, it provides cold food with a dopey waiter with a gigantic ear ring that can’t “train” his trainee to refill drinks.

This isn’t the first time I have not been satisfied with the MG and it probably won’t be the last time until a certain someone realizes this restaurant is better…

Yes I know I’m complaining but come on!

and P.S their calamari sucks i had 3 rings that taste of rubber and pure salt.