Bitter News with Pictures

It's my second my second langauge after bitterness and before English.

It’s my second langauge after bitterness and before English.

Sarcasm is my second language.  The only reason it is second is because Bitterness is my native tongue.  I hope to someday learn English fluently.  When I get really ambitious I might learn Spanish bitterness, then possibly Spanish sarcasm.  Don’t ever expect me to learn Spanish though.

Here you go.

I love when people correct my grammar.  This is for all you wonderful people.

There is finally a way to express my heartfelt love towards all my fellow earth dwellers.  I am just really bitter that my keyboard didn’t come with this required key.  I need to write the manufacturer and find out what happened to the Sarcastises employee the day they were working on that part of my keyboard.  Were they sick that day?  Were they feeling a little bitter?  Did they know that I would be the lucky recipient of this keyboard and do it on purpose knowing that I would wear it out and need the manufacturer’s warranty and cost the company too much money and cause them to go out of business?  Just wondering.

That's what she said.

In honor of the Office ending this week, and causing me bitterness, I present you three simple words that end up being four. That is some good math.

I am crying bitter tears of bitterness this week because after The Office ends, we will be left with only one completely underwatched comedy, Community, on NBC.  On the other hand, bitterness will increase as we are forced to watch the unwatchable comedies of CBS like Two and a Half Men, and other such duds as every other comedy on CBS.  Worldwide Bitterness will increase as the people of China and Russia mourn the loss of The Office and the fact that Community only got 13 episodes.  The worldwide economy will then crash and we will be left with a zombie apacolypse.  Perhaps they can replace it the Zombie Apocalypse The Office.  The zombie HR guy could still be played by Toby.

The Sonics won't be back.

Sonics won’t be back. Where else am I going to overpay for parking?

In the last piece of bitter news, the Sonics won’t be back in Seattle.  That means I won’t be able to see the Spurs play twice a year.  It has been reduced down to zero times a year where I will be able to drive downtown in crappy traffic, pay $20 for parking, $60 for a ticket to watch the concrete pillar front of the baskeball game, nearby a bunch of rabid Sonics fans who hate the Spurs fans, while eating a $50 microwaveable pretzel.  I am so bitter that I won’t have that to look forward to.

Have a bitter Thursday.

Arrrrghhh

Bitter Ben

 

 

Wanted: Bitter Rival to Share Bitter Feud with

I want to stare at you bitterly before destroying you in debates, long feuds on the beach, etc.

I want to stare at you bitterly before destroying you in debates, long feuds on the beach, etc.

Hi, Bitter People and others.  There is something that I want to get off my chest.  I have to admit that lately I’ve been feeling empty.  Don’t get me wrong.  Being bitter is great and all.  But I have been missing something my whole life and this morning I finally figured what it was.  I need a bitter rival to share a passionate bitter feud with.

I want what these guys have.  Bitter looks and the intent to destroy each other.

I want what these guys have. Bitter looks and the intent to destroy each other.

If Auburn and Alabama, Superman and Lex Luthor, Batman and the Joker can have that special Bitter Rivalry, why can’t I? All my life, I have stood alone in my bitterness and that’s what I thought that bitter people were supposed to do.  Every once in a while someone would come along that I would feud with that would stoke the fires of my bitterness for a time, but then they would just get comfortable with me and tolerate it.   I need more people.  So, I’ve scoured the malls, climbed high mountains(hills really), sought them on television and books, I even tried bitter sites on the internet like bitter.com, bittersweet.com and even tried Bitterrivals.com and found nothing.  So I have swallowed my pride(not at all) and decided to place a personal ad for a bitter rival on my blog.  Here goes:

40 yr old Bitter Male, seeking Soulfeud with Bitter Rival, Enjoys: long feuds on the beach, blog, outside, inside, upside down, inside out, in a box, with a fox, in a room, with some doom, in a boxing ring, with a spoiled king, bitter eggs and ham.  Also, enjoys sitting on couch fuming, watching television stewing, and being passive aggressive at all times.

Things we can Feud about: sweet people, nice things, small talk, phones, animals(cats especially), trees, plants, fresh air, exersize, candy, poetry, flowers, bright things like diamonds, the sun, light, good grammar and spelling.

Places we can feud: WordPress, Twitter, Facebook, inside, outside(prefer inside)

You could exersize while I spot....

You could exersize while I spot….PHOTO COURTESY OF http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.co.uk

Attributes I’m seeking in a Bitter Rival: Positivity, inner goodness, optomism, passion to find something good in even the most vile, willingness to overlook bad things happening in life.  Must enjoy: making me bitter without knowing it, being outdoorsy, hiking, tenting, biking.  Enjoys talking and filling every empty awkward silence with more awkward dialogue about nothing.

Superpowers preferred but not required.

If you think you have what it takes to be my bitter rival, leave something in the comments below, so I can bitterly oppose it.

I can’t wait to bitterly destroy you in all our future feuds.

Arrrghhhh

Your Bitter Rival

Bitter Ben

Tent Bitterness

This tent is a little cheesy.  Whole-y cow. Is anyone else feeling a little tense?

This tent is a little cheesy. Whole-y cow. Is anyone else feeling a little tense?

Welcome to Shelter 102 in The B.I.T.T.E.R. school of Bitterness, Bitterian students!  If you are here, you should have taken the pre-requisite, Shelter 101, Idiots that don’t know anything about Shelter. I hope you all had a dreadfully bitter weekend .  Address any complaints to way overwhelmed TA.  If you did happen to have a good weekend, don’t worry, the worst day of the week, Tuesday, is coming.  So, let’s get started.  By a raise of hands, Who here likes tents? Anyone?  No?  Oh we do have someone here like likes tents.  You sir, big hair gel guy. Why don’t you come up to the front of the class and tell everyone all about your love of tents.

Big haired gel guy who loves tents: I just think ….aaaahhhhhhh…..

Dr(almost, I’m 2-10 credits short). Bitter:  Oh, I’m really sorry about that trap door to the bottomless pit that I accidentally released, Big Haired Gel guy. Next time I won’t put the switch so close to my thumb.  Oh well, I’m sure he can find a tent to give him shelter half way down the bottomless pit. Now, anyone else want to explain about their love of tents? No one? Okay let me start the lecture part of class where I bore you to bitter tears.

My kids decided that they wanted to have an outing and put up the tent so they could sleep outside this weekend.  By outing, they meant the front yard.  By put up the tent they meant, I would put up the tent.  By sleeping outside they meant put their clothes and mattress and sleeping bags outside while they slept comfortably inside.  And by clean up, they meant Bitter Ben cleans up while they play Minecraft.  Thankfully they brought all the mosquitos, flies and bees inside.  I guess they didn’t want to sleep in the tent either.

Tents.  The hairnets of shelter.

Tents. The hairnets of shelter.

Tents are like the hairnets of shelter.  The material of tents are somehow connected enough to be above you in case of weather, but they won’t protect you from it.  It also breathes not at all, and traps heat so that you will feel right at home if you are a resident of Sun.  One time when I was a young camper, we went on a campout with a “waterproof” tent that only allowed a tiny lake in the middle of our tent.  I decided to sleep nearest the side of the tent where the tiny babbling brooke was instead because I was getting my swimming badge the next day.

Now class,  can anyone here tell me about that game that the girls used to play called MASH, where you got to find out your future husband’s name, the kind of dwelling you would have, the job and how many kids you would have?  In the dwelling section, M stood for Mansion, A for Apartment, S for Shack and H for house.  No one remembers that?  Okay you all get F’s.  Why would they not include tents in the dwelling?  Because people would rather live in a shack than a tent, because solid walls. Because tents are made of a material that is less than a millimeter of canvas, held down by stakes and held up by poles.  And don’t even get me started by what separates you and the ground.  Basically your clothes.

Now class, is there kind of tent that would be acceptable?  Yes?

Yeah it looks nice, but just wait until you need to get all the furniture and moved and the floor swept...

Yeah it looks nice, but just wait until you need to get all the furniture and moved and the floor swept…

Slightly evil, too smart for her own good girl in the front:  “There are two kinds.  The Richy Rich double decker mansion tent, or the very similar Harry Potter Wizard tent.  They have all the ammenities of home: the king sized bed, the big screen TV, couches, and the lazy boy recliner.”

Dr. Bitter: ”Wrong, slightly evil, too smart for her own good girl.  Any shelter you need to drive somewhere, set up and sweep before you put it away is too much work.  You guys are all going to fail this final.  I would suggest you go home, avoid studying and think less. By the way, the test will be at 2:00 am.  At the TA’s house.”  TA has look of horror on his face as this will wake up not only him but his quadruplets that just get to sleep at 1:30 am.

Well, that sounds like the bell.  Gotta go!

Arrrggghhh

Professor Bitter Ben

Mother’s Day Bitterness

 

Good thing my dad knows stuff works or I would be teaching my mom how to open apps.  Push the button mom!

Good thing my dad knows stuff works or I would be teaching my mom how to open apps. Push the button mom!

I’ve noticed around the Blogimunity, facebook (facebook doesn’t get a capital letter), and Twitter that many people have been saying really nice things about their moms.  It seems like that there has been a simultaneous, worldwide niceness towards moms.  I guess everyone has just been really sentimental towards their moms and for that I say what is going on here? I guess since I like to copy everyone else, because I am not original at all,  I would like to tell you some bitter things about my mom.

She raised 4 wonderful children and one really bitter one.  She was a pretty important part of my survival, but I am kind of bitter that I had to spend 9 months comfortably inside her belly eating whatever she ate (why couldn’t she have eaten more pizza?). I am also bitter that I had to spend 18 years living comfortably in her and my dads house, eating their food, living in their house for free, and accepting their charity of clothes, gadgets, presents, and hugs (How am I supposed to be bitter when you are hugging me all the time?).

Mom always had a way of getting me to do chores without speaking.  Weirdo.

Mom always had a way of getting me to do chores without speaking. Weirdo. (Not the actual mom.)

She barely ever made me do the dishes and she only embarrassed me every once in a while by doing Russian dances in Nordstrom’s while buying me clothes.  Why couldn’t she neglect me and make me suffer like other mothers? While many people can claim that they got all of their good traits from their moms, I cannot do so.  She was never bitter, or angry and never complained about having to deal with 4 good children and one bitter one.  I can wholeheartedly say that I got none of my bitterness from her and for that I have much bitterness.  I had to cultivate and grow this trait on my own, with no help from her.

So I wish you a bitter day mom.  Could you be bitter just once? I didn’t think you could.  Have your “good” day then.

Arrrghhh

Your Bitter Son Ben

Meeting Bitterness

We are here in this meetin to discuss the meeting about meetings.

We are here in this meeting to discuss the meeting about meetings.

Okay everyone, meeting in the conference room, 5 seconds.  Alright is everyone here? Today’s meeting is to discuss further the meaning of a meeting.  You know that expression “Unnecessary is the mother of all meetings?”  No?  Well, it’s new.  I just made it up.  It’s also true and it is the bitter topic of the day, so it was necessary to invent it.  And make a saying about it.  So deal with it.  If you ever have to quote this, and trademarked things like sayings require payment, just know that I made it up, this was trademarked and the proper way to quote me is this.  “Here is all my money, Bitter Ben”.  And then you send it the mail, or Western Union or checks.  I am one of the few stores in the world that still accept checks.  See how I am rambling and getting off track here?  That is a meeting.  And now it is dismissed.  After you read all these things that make meetings bitter.

1. Meetings are a black hole of information.  If you came with information, it will be gone before you leave.  If you leave with any, it doesn’t make sense or words are missing.

2. Meeting are a great way to talk about things that relate to me not at all.

3. Meetings are like that prison that in the original Superman with the rotating rings around the SuperVillan prisoners.  Even Superman couldn’t escape meetings.

4. Meetings are like the hospice of good ideas, creativity and enthusiasm.  Except hospices give your ideas dignity before they die a slow, painful death.

5. A place where heavy sleep and nightmares get interupted by a more terrifying thing called work and reality.

Even Canaries can't deny the allure of an interesting meeting.

Even Canaries can’t deny the allure of an interesting meeting.

6. A magical way to take a discussion that would take 5 minutes between two people and cause it to be a 2 hour discussion between 10 people.

7. A way to discuss things like productivity, efficiency and teamwork, and condensing it into a two hour fight session.

8. A way to forget things by discussing them over and over again.   So you can..uh what were we talking about?

9.  Meetings are the one thing that is more boring than work.  Talking about work.

10. A good way to learn work related skills like work avoidance, eye rolling, muttering things under your breath, glossed over eye look, heavy sigh and heavy snoring.

11. A way for the group know it all to display their skills of talking endlessly about nothing.

12. A way that you can learn technical knowledge that you can easily forget before you even learn it.

13. By bringing your smartphone or laptop to a meeting you can get caught surfing the web in a whole new way.

A way to make meetings more interesting.

A way to make meetings more interesting.

14. A way for the least funny person in the room to practice how their stand up will be in real life.  Also to a silent room.

The ironic thing is that I came up with all this in a boring meeting.  Meeting dismissed.  Get back to doing your bitter jobs.

Arrgghhhh

Bitter “Dying slowly in a meeting” Ben

Bitter Contest Loser

Cause I'm not sure that anyone would want to be found that actually won.

Cause I’m not sure that anyone would want to be found that actually won.

Remember when I decided to do a Bitter contest where you could win something?  Last week or the week before or something?  Well I rang up the results of those who actually entered and I did some math and found through my amazing..ly horrible math skills that we are all losers of the contest.  Mostly me though.

Loser #1: Me. I didn’t realize that most people wouldn’t do any work for a prize.  This is America, dang it(at least where I live) and we don’t want to have to do anything to win something for nothing right(confused yet?)?  Also, I thought my followers from other places might step up and make the Americans look bad.  Apparently followers of my blog in other countries are also lazy.  Congrats on that other countries.  So I underestimated the laziness of people that read my blog.  I’m not sorry about this, I’ve just learned my bitter lesson.

Loser #2: Everyone else in the world that didn’t try my contest.  I understand that some people out there have important things going on that prevent them from entering the contest on my blog.  Jobs are an important one I’ve heard of.  I’ve also heard social lives(I also tweet and Facebook, so I’m social too.) But I know there are people that approach my level of laziness.  If they are out there and there are no more infomercial repeats on, and they have reached the end of the internet, there is one more site out there.  This one.  You could have entered.

I award this to myself for never getting to the point of what I was trying to....

I award this to myself for never getting to the point of what I was trying to….

Loser #3:  The one person who actually won the contest.  They will never be able to live this down with their friends, family and most especially enemies that they won something from a dude on a Bitter Blog.  They will feel shamed that they wasted 10 minutes to figure out the clues.  They will be sad when they see that the prize is not a Hawaiian Vacation.  Why did I choose to associate with this Bitter Guy? they will think.  I used to be such a positive person.

Regardless someone had to lose(by winning) or the internet Sweepstakes Board of Sketchy contest would have come after me and made me award someone something.  So here it is.  The winner is:

LOLO KIRBY

Congrats on your reason to be bitter.

Call, text, email, facebook, or twit me and I will send it off to you.  You can give me a fake address or a PO box or send a messager, or a hit man to come get it from me.  Just let me know what you wanted and your bitter wish is my command.

Bitter losier Ben

Mailman Bitterness

I finally found out why my mailman

I forget to tip my mailman 1 time and all of a sudden he’s really bitter.  Maybe next year I won’t send the 300 million Christmas cards I sent to the population of the United States.

I appreciate my mailman’s efficiency.  If I wouldn’t have locked the door, he wouldn’t have had to pummel the glass to get in to give me my junk mail, worthless magazine, and monthly eviction notice.  I keep getting these crazy telephone calls at 2 in the morning from a guy name Biff that says something about breaking legs.  I know that he’s just wishing me luck on my acting gig as extra #43 in Bitterness of a Salesman, but does he keep having to call me so early?  I’m just getting to bed and it makes it hard to fall asleep for my early morning noon pm brunchfast.

I’m just bitter that the mailman left the packages outside.  Can’t he punch a bigger hole in the glass so he can fit them in?  Also, it is nice that the camera caught this on tape, so I know who to thank.

On to more important news.  I have begged been asked to do a guest blog on Sass & Balderdash.  It is clearly an honor for her to have someone as bitter as I am to balance out all the good over there.  I kind of feel bad for her that she has to put up with the bitterness for the day, so please just give her a like and a comment in support of this difficult time in her blog.

Arrrghhh

Bitter “Post”Man (Get it Postman?) Ben

 

Bitter Yardwork

I should have.

I should have.

The weekend.  A time where you stop working and relax and spend time with your family.  Go to a movie or relax on a hammock, sit around and watch TV and lay on the couch.  That kind of thing.  Whatever I do, I make sure not to exert any effort.  Cause you know effort means work and that is what you shouldn’t do on the weekend.

So what did I do?  I woke up at 8, spread bark in our yard until 12, then rode bikes with my kids, in get this, the sun.  Then 4 O’clock came around and I watched someone install windows and decided to help them.  Am I insane?  My back thinks so.  What was I thinking?  Of course I never learn my lesson, so all I have to show for it is some burnt skin, some sore muscles and one less day to be lazy.

So bitter

Arrghhhh

Bitter Bent over backwards Ben

Riot Bitterness

We are going to have a riot today!  Happy 5th Buddy!

We are going to have a riot today! Happy 5th Buddy!

Yesterday was supposed to be a riot. But not the kind that actually happened. After working for 12 hours on Tuesday to close out the month of April, I was looking forward to being lazy yesterday.  At work, I was able to succeed at that, and it was also a day to celebrate my son’s 5 year anniversary of being legally adopted by us.  We were going to have a little celebration with him and visit a park, buy a cake and make it kind of a big deal.  Of course, he just wanted to eat hot dogs at his friends house, so we let him and went and got him a cake.  We had the cake, got the kids ready for bed and I sat down in my very comfortable lazy chair and prepared to zone out for the rest of the night by ignoring what was on the television, while reading and commenting on other people’s entertainingly not bitter blogs.

How am I supposed to ignore Agularia's bitter looks, when a riot interupts the Voice?

How am I supposed to ignore Agularia’s bitter looks, when a riot interupts the Voice?

The television just happened to be on NBC, which would have been The Voice.  When it is on, and nothing else is on I will watch it.  But instead we got Breaking News(is this a new program?).  Apparantly people in the Seattle area like to riot about things.  The news alerted us that last year there was a May Day riot and the police force is ready for the people that caused last year’s “May Day” riots.  So I figured that meant there wouldn’t be any.  Wrong.  Riots make me so bitter.

"I'm sorry to inform you that Starbucks is out of coffee.  Wait....stop...people please don't riot...there will be coffee tomorrow....gasp...."

“I’m sorry to inform you that Starbucks is out of coffee. Wait….stop…people please don’t riot…there will be coffee tomorrow….gasp….help…HELP!”

First of all, I have no idea what this one is about. (Did all the Starbucks run out of coffee?  Is it the two straight days of sun that protesters won’t put up with?)  I guess if I paid attention when the news came on, I would know.  I would watch the news if other things like Seinfeld reruns weren’t so interesting.  I mean the one about the golf ball in whale was on!  I can easily ignore the news at that time.  But when the news interupts when I am trying to watch The Voice, or NBA basketball, then I get bitter.  Can the riots just wait until prime time is over?

It's the one where the golf ball gets stuck in the whale hole.  Otherwise I would switch to the news.

It’s the one where the golf ball gets stuck in the whale hole. Otherwise I would switch to the news.

Also I was trying to concentrate on reading blogs.  There was screaming and loud flash bombs and fireworks and people screaming profanity.  Could the riot keep it down a little?  My kids shouldn’t have to be subjected to the noise when they are trying to sleep.  Haven’t they ever heard of Quiet Riot?  So instead of having a riot celebrating my son’s adoption day, we watched a riot on TV.  They will do anything for sweeps week I guess.  Bitter.

Arrrghhh

Bitter Quiet Riot Ben

Bitter Pic of the week

I prefer to have everything asked of me all at once, so that there is no stress.

I prefer to have everything asked of me all at once, so that there is no stress.

I love the end of the month, because it is a way where we can all come together and assign tasks to each that we have been procrastinating for the whole month.  I think it brings us father apart as friends and family and co-workers.  I like to think of the last day of the month, as a house building project.

The end of the month is the part where the electrical people leave the wires sticking out, the basement crew leave a faucet running that starts a flood, the heating duct people turn the heat all the way up, and window people break the glass in the windows.  The heat starts a fire, the water connects with the electrical wires, there is glass all over the ground, and the house burns to the ground and everyone in the house comes out of the house, burnt, electrocuted, bloody and glass shards stuck in their skin.

Then, the next day, the first of the month we regroup and build the house again.  Bitterly.

Bitter Ben

Wreck-It Wralph Wreview Bitterness

Little sweet people make me so Bitter!  I'm gonna Wreck them!

Little sweet people make me so Bitter! I’m gonna Wreck them!

If you have seen the movie video game movie Wreck-it Ralph(which I may or may not have forced my kids to go to), then you know that it is all about a bad guy named Wreck-it Ralph.  If you haven’t seen it, then pause this blog, go get a 60 HDTV, with surround sound, a bluray players and start watching it right.  You might want to get 3D versions of those too while you are at it.  Done watching?  Okay.  Not that it is necessarily a good movie, but because this blog will make so much more sense if you have seen it.  Okay, bad to the blogcast.  Ralph is a bad guy in a video game called Fix-it Felix.  Someone steals his stump that he sleeps in(come one man, it’s his stump!), which causes him to destroy the building to get revenge on the Nicelanders and Fix-it Felix who stole his stump.  So far, so good right?  Wrong.   He goes to a meeting of bad guys that tell their problems.  Here he tells the other bad guys in the arcade that he doesn’t want to be the bad guy anymore.

Why so sad Wralph?  You get to do whatever you want in your dump.  Besides your dump is bigger than most apartments in downtown Seattle.

Why so sad Wralph? You get to do whatever you want in your dump. Besides your dump is bigger than most apartments in downtown Seattle.

Why would Ralph give up all that alone time?  He lives in the dump with a stump.  In his off time (after the arcade closes) he has all the time in the world to ignore the annoying small talk that takes place at the boring parties in the penthouse.  He can listen to the music that he wants and not that annoying Sugar Rush song that everyone else likes.  He can destroy all the bricks he wants in his house without Felix “fixing them” all the time.   And no one will interrupt him when he is watching the big game every year and asking him to mow the lawn or look at their outfit to see if it makes them look fat.  He can eat whatever he wants and if the chips spill in the bricks, no one will make him clean it up.  Why would he even give up on that kind of independence?

Ralph going Turbo(rogue for those not cool enough to see the movie) makes me bitter.   I would kill for a gig like that.  He is blowing his opportunity to be bad. First of all, it is a job.  There are thousands of bad guys out there that can’t find a decent gigs, video game or otherwise.  It’s a tough economy and bad guys are a dime a dozen.  They are out there pounding the pavement(literally), going to evil Headhunters (literally), and throwing over tables and destroying chairs at interviews to get an evil job.  Ralph has already put in 30 years in the bad guy business.  He could put in another 10, collect a few more gold coins for his 401K and retire to a nicer stump near the Dead or Alive Beach Volleyball game.

Come on Ralph, don't make the goon be the bad guy.  You would be so much better than this guy!

Come on Ralph, don’t make this goon be the bad guy. You could be so much better!

Bad guys have more fun.  Do you have a loud cackle of a laugh? Join us at Bad Guy Inc.  Have an obsessive love for gadgets?  Welcome to the club.  Who doesn’t want a hovercraft with extra cup holders? Have a tic, a large scar, and anger problem, or been in an industrial accident in a vat of acid or get made fun of by kids in the first grade?  We all got emotionally or physically beat up.  Do you like giving speeches in front of good people when they are trapped, in order to give them to time to get away?  Or do you have hundreds of incompetent minions that always fail you?  Let us help you channel you bitterness into a mean, no so lean, evil fighting machine.  Just make sure you have a glowing dot on your shoulder or your stomach that easily points out your weakness, so the good guy know how to defeat you.  Do any of these things describe you? The game just isn’t the same without a fun bad guy.

What makes me the most bitter is that this movie could have been so great.  The definition of insanity is doing something over and over again and expecting a different result.  My definition of bitter is watching Wreck-it Ralph over and over again and expecting Ralph to want to stay bad.  So bitter.

Arrrghhh

Bitter Game Ben

Bitter Pill Pictures of the Week

Guess what no one cares.

Scientists designed this pill especially for me.

 

The bitter picture of the week is for me.  As a Phd in bitterology, I took a lot of classes in things I didn’t want to take, like for instance, all of them.  I took classes in small talk, phone ettiquette, and politeness, interviewing and job hunting, and traffic.  I excelled in getting bitter in all these classes and my teachers saw big promise for me in bitterology.  But then I had to take harder upper level stuff like, pizza and video games, and basketball.  I really had to stretch myself and dig deep to find things wrong with them, but I found a way.  But then in my final thesis, Living in a mansion and doing nothing all day, was so hard, I just didn’t know if I could make it.  Finally I almost cracked.  I couldn’t do it anymore.  I tried to use the Kardashians as inspiration, but even that didn’t work. I almost gave in and enjoyed myself and thought, “There’s nothing wrong with this.  I can actually enjoy this!”  but I found the product above and it helped me through the most difficult thing I ever had to be bitter about.  I would recommend this product for anyone trying to find their inner bitterness.

 

Back to our regularly scheduled Bitterness:

I tried once and got too tired.

I tried once and got too tired.

Doing your taxes is hard.  That’s why they have accountants.  Learning all the complex laws that have been put in place in this fine country take a lot of work.  That is why we have lawyers.  Math is very complex.  Algebra, Geometry, Trigenometry, all the ometry’s are hard enough, but figuring out where X goes? I’ve got no idea other than it should be after W and before Y.  Quantum physics, heart surgery, astrophysics, working a full time job and having kids?  All these things are really hard.  You know what else is hard to do?  Clicking on things on the internet.  Sometimes I need to take a break from clicking on the internet, and do some quantum physics or practice heart surgery, because all that clicking is so much work.

Next time the prize will be Hawaii and a boat.

Next time the prize will be Hawaii and a boat.

I put out this contest two days ago that required people to surf the internet.  It probably made a lot of people bitter.  I understand how hard it can be to read stuff at this site, but now you have to type and search for things?  I definitely crossed the line.  I am really sorry.  I know that clicking on links and typing things in boxes to get you to certain spots can really hard and for that I apologize.  Next time I will make it much easier to enter my contest.  All you will have to do is be somewhere near my site(all you have to do is type www.) and you will be entered.  And I definitely need to make the prizes better.   Perhaps a trip to the moon and a trip to Hawaii, or a mansion and car collection(none of this or stuff).  However, if there are people out there that are up for some work, and still interested in the current lame contest, it is still open.  I know it is especially hard to do on a day when people don’t really work (especially Friday afternoons).  Click the page above for more Bitter contesting.

Or a mansion and cars...

Or a mansion and cars…

 

Arrrghhh

Bitter working Ben

 

Bitter Contest Where you could win something

Like the Da Vinci Code, but without the big payoff at the end.  I call it Duh Vinci

Like the Da Vinci Code, but without the big payoff at the end. I call it Duh Vinci

I have long been a fan of the lottery and it’s miniscule chances to win billions of dollars.  I am a sucker for not buying lottery tickets and hoping to win the big prize.  Bitterly, I haven’t won yet and I blame the system for not allowing me to win it just by wishing and dreaming about what my Bitter Palace will look like.  I will never get over this and will forever hold a grudge against all people, places and coincidences that get in my way of winning the lazy man’s dream.

Because I haven’t hit the crackpot yet, I am not able to offer you what I really wanted to, which is not much.  Like I would share any of my non earned money.  As a shameless promoter of the website http://www.bensbitterblog.wordpress.com I am proposing a contest to help more people read this blog.  Hey I am not beneath bribery.  If it took having bitter kittens on a video to get more people to read, I would do that.  Come to think of it, a bitter cat T-shirt sounds like a great idea for a prize(high five, me!).

Your dreams of hitting it big are almost here.  Just need to have some fun(Sorry sacrifices must be made.)

Your dreams of hitting it big are almost here. Just need to have some fun(Sorry sacrifices must be made.)

Enough of the preamble.  Here is the game.  I provide clues, you follow the clues, you put the answer to the crazy riddle in the comments, you get it correct or semi-correct and I enter you into the contest(it’s like the Da Vinci Code, but you don’t have to have bad hair or  a PHd in clueology).

Now for the prize: A Grumpy Cat T-shirt…or movie tickets…or a Bitter Ben’s Blog T-shirt(joking about this.  Why would anyone wear a dude’s bitter blog T-shirt?)…or…well, let’s just say that the sky is the limit, as long as the sky only costs $20.  If you have a favorite CD you want to get (I know, only 40 year old dudes know what CD’s are), or if you want a gift card somewhere that is $20 or for the ladies you can find some lip gloss or a pair of shoes under that price, then you can go for it.  Be creative or imaginative if you want, just know that I didn’t win the lottery.

So here are the clues:

Word number 1: Another Bitter Podcast: Word 39(update: I counted self-serving as two words)  Press the like button.

Word number 2: Earth Day Bitterness: 17th word from the end starting with season. (trees-on is one word)  Press the like button.

Word number 3: Door Bitterness: All the way at the bottom, even below the comments   (blank) —–—at WordPress.com  Press the like button.

Word number 4: The Bitterest Place on Earth the Magic Kingdom edition – Third paragraph, 3rd word.   Press the like button.

Word number 5:   the.  Press the like button.

Word number 6: The Bitter Batman: Second paragraph sixth word.  Press the like button.

Word number 7: 100th Post Bitterness: Second paragraph 16th word.  Press the like Button. (only if you want.)

Word number 8: Worst Movie’s Ever Bitterness:  Third word in the title of that blog post.  Press the like button.

Here is your map.  Follow carefully.

Here is your map. The treasure in clearly marked by the arrow.

There you have it.  The scavenger hunt.  Please feel free to look for clues on other posts that haven’t been viewed very much or in a long time(no reason).  Second thing you need to do is take a look at 5 other bloggers I put links to and check them out either here or here.  After having been in this blog for far too long you need to cleanse your mind of bitterness and read some funniness.

If you need help figuring out clues leave me a comment.  I hope at least one person goes through all this.  To the rest of you who don’t, I curse you with the bitterness of me sticking out my tongue at you.

Arrrrghhhhh

Bitter Da Vinci Ben

Bitterland

This is just one of the thousands of bugs that annoy during the summer.

This is just one of the thousands of bugs that annoy during the summer.

According to the calendar, it should be springtime.  After spring, usually there is this season called Summer.  Summer is famous for many things, like scathingly hot weather(except in Seattle), drought, kids not being in school (causing apathy and laziness), forest fires, bugs, sunburns, overpriced and terrible summer movies, and overpriced and terrible amusement parks(in other words a bitter season).  The season of summer is almost upon us and we have all these underlooked  things to dread forward to.

What more convenient way to get kids to fight than to cram them inside 4 wheel moving box.  The best part being the sun that causes drowsiness while driving.

What more convenient way to get kids to fight than to cram them inside 4 wheel moving box. The best part being the sun that causes drowsiness while driving.

To stave off the incessant boredom and apathy kids that replaces the frustration and anger of school, parents are forced to put their bitter work on hold and request from their boss time off so they can entertain their kids on a highly frustrating road trip to an overpriced location.  Road trips are a perfect way to cause animosity between family members by putting them in the confined space of a car, where there are limited options of things to do.  Electronics would be a great way to avoid talking to each other, but most electronics run out of batteries and have limited Wi-fi when constantly driving away from towers.  So I propose you try something slightly different this summer.  Come to my newly opened amusement park, Bitterland.

Welcome to Bitterland.  We take the miserable experience of all amusement parks incorporate that in all aspects of your vacation experience.

Welcome to Bitterland. We take the miserable experience of all amusement parks incorporate that in all aspects of your vacation experience.

I have done extensive research into what amusement parks do very well and what they do poorly (See my epic six part series of Bitterness at 6 amusement parks, Disney’s Epcot, Animal Kingdom, Magic Kingdom, and Disney Studios, and Universal Studios and Universal’s Islands of Adventure).   I have taken this research and have crafted a unique Bitter experience for all.

What is the first experience we all have at an amusement park?  That’s right. Parking.  I have not only caused that you have to pay for parking, but that parking isn’t organized.  We give you your parking pass, then you have to race with other guests to find a good spot.  No parking attendants, no markers to tell you that you are in E.T. lot or the Goofy lot.  The only organization is types of cars being sent to separate lots.  For instance, the SUV lot has tiny spots that require you to parallel park for you spot, other than 1 or 2 regular sized spots(this creates the illusion that you may get a good spot, but really there is a lottery like chance that you will).  Meanwhile, in the next lot over, SUV’s can view the Smart car lot, which is 40 times the size and farther away from the park(no tram will bring you the 26 miles you must trek to get to the park).  This creates an equally frustrating experience for all and generates revenue for the park owner(me).

Bad parking is an integral part of the Bitterland experience.

Bad parking is an integral part of the Bitterland experience.

Research indicates that people like regular hours so that they know when they can come to the park.  At Bitterland, we are proud to introduce a new type of hours.  We can them flex hours.  In other words, hours change on an hourly basis.  Sometimes a minutely basis.  Some days, we are opened at 12:01 am, and close at 11:59 pm.  In this case, you will get the full value of your ticket.  But you will just have to come to the park the lucky day that happens every leap year or so.  Other days, the park opens at 2:30 am and closes at 3:30 am.  While the hours are short and it is cold out, the park is yours for the taking as very few are able to make the park at this time.  Other times we open at regular time, about 9 am, close at 10 am, open again at 11 am, close at 11:30 am, etc.  This allows for park attendees to never really feel comfortable in the park before being kicked out.  In fact, park hours are so specific that sometimes, you can be in the middle of a ride and it will shut down, spit you out just short of the entrance, and because you are just inside the park, charge you for another day. You’re welcome.

This is a picture of a crowd of roller coaster riders that got stuck for 26 hours.  They were a little bitter.

This is a picture of a crowd of roller coaster riders that got stuck for 26 hours. They were a little bitter.

Rides and shows are the lifeblood of the amusement park experience.  Our rides are meant to help you experience the maximum amount of Bitterness.  Our most popular ride is the waiting line ride.  It starts near one of our popular rides, has multiple ropes and lanes that guide you toward what you think we will an epic ride only to spit you out in some obscure part of the park.  In another area, or roller coasters get you to the top of 1000 foot peak just above the clouds only to “accidently” get you stuck at the top for hours.  We do have a service that gets you down from there(only a dollar a foot to drag your bitter self down).  Some rides get you stuck in the middle or right near the end(Again, a lotteries chance that you may complete the ride unscathed, but usually that when the riders are afraid of fast roller coasters).  Some go really slow or way too fast only to stop you on a dime.  If one bitter ride ruins your whole day, we consider your(mostly our) day a success.

Shows are another way we can dehance your experience.  We have scoured the depths of Hollywood, New York and Bollywood to find the most pathetic Hollywood Failure Stories and bring them to our shows.  If there was an actor or actress that completely ruined a movie you saw, or had a highly irritating part in a TV show you watch on a non regular basis, we’ve hired them to be in these shows.  If they can sing, but can’t act, we will feature them as an actor.  If they can act, but can’t sing, we will feature them as a singer.  We’ve also hired the least prepared and talented directors, sound mixers, cinematographers, and even best boy grips in the business.  You will feel so angry by the time you leave that will actually wish that it was -30 zero outside so you could cleanse the horrificness from your mind.

Only the worst actors can make the cut at Bitterland.

Only the worst actors can make the cut at Bitterland.

Amusement parks wouldn’t be what they are without extra things to buy inside the park.  Extra fees are what Bitterland is all about.  Do you want to take cuts in the line to nowhere line?  We have a take cuts pass for a nominally large charge.  You have to convince the others in the park that you get to take cuts, and should cause at minimum some passive aggressive stares.  Do you want food?  We way overprice ours after the Disney model.  Want to visit Bitter Castle in the middle?  Extra fee.  How about a place to park your stroller.  Extra.  Need a restraint for your roller coaster ride?  Extra.  How about souvenirs? We have the same four T-shirts in every shop and only in two sizes.  Extra small and 5XL.  Just outside the range of every person you know.  You just can’t bear leaving a park without them, so we know you will buy them anyways.

Who is ready for some bitterness this summer?  Our motto is “All the Bitterness of Disney, without disguising it”. Join me in a location just out of your comfort zone for a package just above your budget for a vacation.  Packages are online at http://www.bensbitterblog.wordpress.com.  Come on and all to experience our exorbitant fees and our ridiculous park hours.  We also have hotel packages at the Bitterland Hotel and Not so Suites, and even cruises on the Titanic Bitter Cruise ships.   They include power sometimes(and sometimes don’t crash).  More about them another post.

Arrgghhhhcation day

Bitter Excursion Ben