a break

If there were some things you could easily change about yourself, what would they be?

You know, the key word here is easily. I'm pretty content with the here and now about myself, i guess. The stuff i do wish i could change, it's not so easy. and even some in that list, as easy as it sounds, it's become so much of a habit that i'd have to break out of it.

and that's not as easy as it sounds.

one of the things i do, and a coworker actually pinned me on it, is that i tend to run scenarios in my head over a given situation, and then after conceiving every possible option, still somehow pick one that seems pessimistic. which sucks because otherwise, i'm optimistic. no. correct that. i'm extrovertly optimistic.

i could always use just a lil bit more patience, but that i can actually work on. don't get me wrong. it takes a good deal to get me, but there are some instances that just bypass that. but i guess that's just normal.

i don't know. this is the shit i get for not having a lot of sleep and not eating as much as of late. thinking is dangerous. :)

A story continued

The young woman had grown up now. At 19, and an expecting mother, she had been granted a new sense of motivation and responsbibility to life. What to name the child? She had some ideas. But that was pointless. You see, his family said the new child shall have the name of his grandfather. He shall be the third. She questioned this, but the fact that they said the hospital bill will not be paid otherwise... she had to concede.
All she could do was talk to her unborn and find consolation.

The grandfather died just shortly before the child was born. The childbirth was an ordeal for the petite young woman, but in the end, she was fine and so was the child. Except... the baby was blue, and so was taken to the incubation room for three weeks. The baby did not cry and was thought to be deaf or mute. Soon enough, the child would start making sounds, to everyone's relief.

The young mother's full attention was on her baby. Her own father told her to finish her education, if not for her, but for her child. Somehow, he knew her anguish. They all did. But what could be done? She would talk to her child, who of course did not respond an adult might, but just stared back at her, smiling, cooing, doing what a baby would do. As for the father? Well, he stuck around and behaved for a few. But that didn't last long. He was back to his bad habits. But this time, she didn't care. She had her baby. She had her life ahead of her.

a story

It happened...many years ago. It's like a story told and retold, but this time, it comes from my own words. My own take to the story. I begin to share it now, lest the impending silence of forever quiets this whisper in my mind, telling a tale of life. Of lives gone. Of lives to come.

His mother was carefree and had a good head on her shoulders. Charming and pretty, she drew attention to herself just by entering the room. His father wasn't exactly the best. He was always scheming, always lying. He could take what you say and twist it around against you. To say the least, his siblings could care less for him. It was your typical poor girl, rich guy story.

Her parents were endearing and educated. Her father was a lawyer for the people. When the clients couldn't pay with anything more than food, he was content to accept it. He was a fair and moral man. Her mother was experienced in education, having taught for many years, rising to superintendant of many schools and had survived World War II during the Japanese occupation. The home she shared with her parents and siblings was humble, but it had love.

His parents were proud in the sense that they had an air about them. His father was a well respected lawyer, a law professor at the national university with many works under his name. Just prior to his death, he was nominated to become a national supreme court justice. His mother was a lady of high society. Their house had a very big receiving area with three sets of couches and other receiving room furniture. The farther into the house you go, the more expensive the furniture. The guest status determined where one sat.

The two had met in college through social gatherings, and it was a twisted form of fate that they met. She was of youthful beauty while he wasn't exactly good looking. At most, he had some sort of charm. I cannot remember the details of how they became a couple, but it seemed to work. In the beginning. Her parents were cautious, and his parents were cool towards the relationship. She knew his sisters before they had met.

In time, they decided to run away together. However, it was thought that everything should be formal, and so a grand wedding was to be. Her wedding gown was designed by a nationally known dressmaker, and was attended by the dignitaries and acquaintances of the father-in-law to be. But by this time, her Cinderella dream was beginning to unfold, and the outlook became less dreamy. Unfortunately, she was still too young, and now she was marrying at a very young age. It became more of duty than anything else.

The new couple was married. Happily? One can never be quite sure. Through time, which in this case, did not span ages, he became more controlling and manipulative. Change was counted and verified. Excursions were watched, and sometimes followed. And why should he be jealous? Of course, she was beautiful. And she was of a free spirited nature. You cannot contain such, and to do so would be to condemn that spirit to torture. But he did. For he had a secret to hide. While she was true to him, he began having mistresses, sometimes giving them the false hope that he would leave his young bride for them. But she never suspected a thing.
At times, maybe she would, but being naive, trusted that he really was working late hours or doing errands for his grandmother then living.

As she lived in his household, the mother looked upon her as one of the other house servants. During Christmas, while she would give her daughters and sons the finest that the stores had to offer, she would give her daughter-in-law whatever was left in the bargain bin. Unfair as it seems, she graciously accepted it.

She had dreams of being in the martime industry, with the fisheries and what not. To their controlling end, his family convinced her that it would be best to be a good wife and switch to something like home economics. They helped pay for her schooling, so how could she resist?

You cannot really hide the truth. The saying goes that the truth will set you free. So much so, that it also frees iteself. A few years had past since their wedding, and one of her sisters-in-law asked, don't you wonder sometimes? Wonder how he's gone? But to her, she was losing care, losing love. And yet by advice, maybe giving him a reason to stay at home would help.

Elf

I just saw Elf for the very first time, and it was a pretty good movie. Will Ferrell did a pretty good job as Buddy, while Zooey Deschanel was pretty lovely. I actually can't wait to see how Curious George will end up with Will as The Man in the Yellow Hat.

The movie had some funny moments, and also had the typical make ya stop and root for the good elf moments. The horsemen did remind me a little bit of the Nazgul riders from Lord of the Rings though.

Will and Zooey also sang "It's Cold Outside", and really sounded really nice too.

It's a recommended movie.

My fave sad moment was where Zooey said, "You Missed" after Will kisses her cheek.

Another one from Amy

Amy loved to send forwards, and every now and then, she'd send the fill-in-the-blank ones where I got to know more about her, and vice versa. I'm bored and procrastinating watching a DVD, so here. More useless info.

1. WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR KITCHEN PLATES?
Paper plates with floral design
2. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?
Re-reading Memnoch the Devil by Anne Rice
3. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
N/A
4. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE BOARD GAME?
Sorry, or whatever else.
5. FAVORITE MAGAZINE?
Playboy. heh, j/k. sorta. Um... Newsweek.
6. FAVORITE SMELL?
gardenias, or...what's her name's shampoo.
7. LEAST FAVORITE SMELL?
rotten eggs or animal waste
8. FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING?
Oh shit! It's WHAT time???
9. FAVOURITE COLOR?
Midnight blue, Silver/grey, forest green
10. LEAST FAVORITE COLOR?
yellow/orange
11. HOW MANY RINGS BEFORE YOU ANSWER THE PHONE?
2-3
12.FUTURE CHILD'S NAME?
Daughter: Princess Son: dunno yet
13. WHAT IS MOST IMPORTANT IN LIFE?
To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of the women! Just kidding. Having and sharing happiness.
14. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA?
both
15. DO YOU LIKE TO DRIVE FAST?
yep.
16. DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL?
nope.
17. STORMS-COOL OR SCARY?
cool and beautiful when with thunder
18. WHAT TYPE WAS YOUR FIRST CAR?
93 green camry
19. IF YOU COULD MEET ONE PERSON DEAD OR ALIVE WHO WOULD IT BE?
Jesus Christ.
20. FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK?
Crown and Coke with cherries
21. WHAT IS YOUR SIGN & BIRTHDAY?
Libra/Scorpio - Oct 22
22. DO YOU EAT THE STEMS OF BROCCOLI?
Sometimes
23. IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB WHAT WOULD IT BE?
A Doctor..or a pimp heh heh.
24. YOU COULD HAVE ANY COLOR HAIR WHAT WOULD IT BE?
As it is, I'm ok with dark hair with highlights
25. iS HALF FULL OR HALF-EMPTY?
half-full
26. FAVORITE MOVIES?
Forrest Gump, Bedazzled
27. WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED?
swords
28.FAVORITE QUOTE:
"I hope I never get so used to this world that it no longer seems wonderful"-Ashleigh Brilliant (R)
29. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER?
8 and 22
30. WHAT IS YOUR SINGLE BIGGEST FEAR?
Dying alone
31. FAVORITE CD?
Vienna Teng, spanish guitar CDs, Garden State soundtrack
32. FAVORITE TV SHOW?
dunno at the moment, but collecting Alias season DVDs
33. KETCHUP OR MUSTARD?
Mustard
34. HAMBURGERS OR HOT DOGS?
both
35. FAVORITE SOFT DRINK?
Pepsi / Coke
36. THE BEST PLACE YOU HAVE EVER BEEN?
Greece and Norway/Sweden.
37. WHAT SCREEN SAVER IS ON YOUR COMPUTER RIGHT NOW?
B/W pic I took of the Leaning Tower of Pisa
38. DO YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND?
No.
39. WHAT ARE U WEARING RIGHT NOW?
White t-shirt and jeans
40.WHO DID U LAST TALK ON THE PHONE WITH?
Kerry / Kerry's Mom
41.WHERE DO YOU WANT TO GET MARRIED?
where-ever. As long as it's a place we would both pick.

Amy's email list

Amy had sent me this email...one of those fill in the blank things. It's been a year, and so these are the current answers. Anyway, here's some responses.

----------------HAVE YOU EVER---------------
1) Been so drunk you blacked out: Nope. Not really. Hee hee.
2) Been hurt emotionally: Yeah, I reckon so.
3) Kept a secret from everyone: Yepppers.
4) Had an imaginary friend: Say Hi to....heh, just kidding. no.
5) Cried during a Movie: misty yeah. Cried, no.
6) Had a crush on a teacher: I got it bad, got it bad, got it bad, I'm hot for teacher. There was this pretty nice cute blonde substitute teacher...aww yeah. Afterclass meeting? Thank you, ma'am, may I have another?

7) Thought an animated character was hot: GIJoe (Scarlett, Lady Jaye, Cover Girl, and Jinx), and the Princess from Voltron.

8) Had a New Kids on the Block tape: No!
9) Been on stage: Several times
10) Cut your hair yourself: yes

----------------Favorites------------------------
11) Shampoo: Herbal Essence or American Crew
12) Color: Midnight blue, blood red, hunter/forest green
13) Day/Night: 24/7
14) Season: Spring and Fall
15) Lace or Satin: Whatever she's wearing
16) Cartoon Character: Scooby, Garfield... Bugs Bunny
17) Food: why, yes. oh, wait. um.... American, Italian, Mexican, and Chinese
18) Movie: Forrest Gump, Bedazzled, Finding Nemo, Garden State, several others
19) Ice Cream: coffee, jamoca almond fudge, mint chocolate chip (or Coffee Lovers @ Cold Stone)
20) School Subject: math, science, A&P, and lunch.
21) 'Normal' Drink: ice water w/ lemon, or coke/pepsi
22) Alcohol Drink(s): crown & coke with cherries
23) Person(s): friends and family, and whomever I have a crush on at the moment

----------------RIGHT NOW-------------------
24) Wearing: white t-shirt and jeans
25) Hair: lil longer, dark brown/black with yellow highlights
26) Drinking: ice water
27) Eating: Russian dark chocolate that Herbert got for us.
28) Thinking about: life, this one person, this other person... and other stuff
29) Listening to: the silence
30) Talking 2: no one at this time

-----------IN THE LAST 24 HRS-------------
31) Cried: no
32) Met someone: yes, (Kerry, Erica, Tim, Marshall, and several others)
33) Done laundry: not in last 24 hrs
34) Drove a car: yes

-----------DO YOU BELIEVE IN-------------
35) Yourself: 98% of the time
36) Your friends: i do
37) Santa Claus: yep. Santa's a frickin' pirate, man
38) Tooth Fairy: not as much as Santa though
39) Destiny/Fate: yeah, and Destiny's taking too long, and Fate keeps fuckin with me. :)
40) Angels: yes, and my poor Guardian Angel seems to work overtime for me a lot
1) Ghosts: Not so much as ghosts, but more of spirits.
42) UFOs: yep

---------------FRIENDS AND LIFE----------------
43) Like anyone? yes...
44) Who's the loudest: hmmm...i think i'm the loudest, but....
45) Who's the weirdest: we all are.
46) Who do you go to for advice: KC, Kerry, Jessica
47) Who do you cry to: my pillow or best friend
48) What's the best feeling in the world: having friends and family who love you regardless of how fucked up you think you are... and still somehow making a difference for the better

Update to FAQs - 11-27-04

Ced asked some questions in the ABOUT ME/FAQs, so they've been answered.
Any other questions?

http://tamug99.blogspot.com/2004/11/faqs.html

Oh yeah...Thanksgiving day events

Let's see...
While Mom and Dad did some errands, I drove to pick up Grandma and my other relatives to bring them over to the house. Just after getting back home, my aunt and her friend Bert arrived with fried turkey. And pie. pumpkin pie. I don't know who brought the chocolate mousse and lemon merangue pies either, but mmMmm...pie.

Three different types of turkey. Honey glazed turkey breast, some other turkey breast, and a whole fried turkey. mmMMmmm... turkey. Oh yeah, and honey-baked ham. which rhymes with pam. and spam. but NOT turkey. (Before you ask WHAT THE FUCK IS BUM TALKIN' ABOUT???, when I was in London in 1992, there was this show called The Big Breakfast and a caller named Pam called. And the one guy on the show said... Pam? Your name is Pam? Hmm. Pam. That rhymes with...ham...and spam.... but NOT turkey. Sad, I remember shit like that). So yeah... turkey and ham. and dressing. mMMmm dressing. and cranberry sauce and gravy and potatoes and candied yams... and ... did I mention pie?

So, after we ate, we looked at some pictures and stuff from our recent trip to Europe. That was followed up by karaoke madness. We didn't get to watch Elf but...it was non-stop karaoke. for hours. no alcohol involved. The shit is catchy, man. See, you sing the song, and after you're done, it gives some sort of score.

My uncle can sing, but he was only getting 85s and 89s. You have me and Bert fuckin' around, and we pulled 100s with him doing Georgia on my Mind, and me doing Elvis and other songs. Next time I go out with Big Ern and Pink Tiger to karaoke, I'm gonna do a rendition of Britney Spear's Hit Me Baby One More Time. Funny shot, man. Sound like Smashmouth, and it sounds all good. or so we thought.

After enough karaoke to satisfy a Japanese sushi bar, my aunt and Bert headed home, while Mom and I drove the relatives back home to the island. Grandma decided to stay the weekend.

So...the next thing was to try out Hitman: Contracts on XBOX. That kept me up til 4:30am Friday... :)

So, that was Thanksgiving 2004 in review. Hit me Baby one more time...with that turkey and pie.

It's a Great Day to Be Alive

ok...last night, or rather, this morning, at 430am, i decided it was finally time to go to sleep. History loves to repeat itself because it's now 410am, and i'm awake entering this cuz i'm still awake. Got home around 3:30am after seeing a few princesses and my home away from home.

So yeah, i woke up late...like...around 11:30ish. i think. well... yeah, but didn't really have it all together til 1:30pm when I was chatting with KC. So, I missed out on the day-after-thanksgiving-sale rush. Eh, fuck it. Sleep costs more and is healthier for me anyways.
So... saw parts of the TX A&M/Texas game, but after a bit, i figured how it would end, and opted to just ...hell, i can't remember what i did. Chatted a lil bit more with KC... then got ready to see Ker and Erica. I know she jokes, but Kerry can kick my ass. Forget the fact that I'd prolly let her, she can be feisty. Which isn't a bad thing. Damn, I'm a masochist.... anyways, so i drove up to see them, but Mother Nature always decides to rain hard on the freeway everytime I go on up there. if to visit anywhere else in that area, sunny. There...rain. Go figure. :)

So I got there, and soon, the motley crew of Ker, Erica, Tim, and I headed over to see Cory Morris. For some reason, I kept wanting to say Clay Morris, but only cuz Kerry and I saw Clay Walker earlier this year at the rodeo. Show didn't start til 11:30pm, so we sat there chatting and listening to music and what-not for 3 and a half hours. The company was great, and ...yeah, I am a photo-slut. I think Tim got a picture of me standing next to 7 different waitresses there.
"Oh, it's his birthday, would you take a picture with him?"
Too classic. I might post them up sooner or later, I guess. But the reason why it was so much fun was because I hadn't seen Kerry in so long. Ditto with Erica. Absence makes the heart grow fonder for me, I know, but yeah, it was really nice to see them. Cory Morris finally got on stage, and it was pretty cool. I didn't realize he sang A Great Day to Be Alive, and found myself singing along to Straight to Hell. After here, we headed on to Midnight Rodeo. They took the mechanical bull away, so, ... yeah, I have to wait another time to ride that bull. The Darths were there, and so were a few other familiar faces. We danced. and danced. and it was hella lotta fun. Ker even got me to two-step.

It was a fun night.
FROM: A Great Day To Be Alive - Cory Morrow

Sometimes its lonely,
Sometimes its only,
Me and the shadows that fill this room,
Sometimes I'm fallin',
Desperately callin',
Howlin' at the mooon .....awhooooo,...

And its a great day to be alive,
I know the suns still shinin when I close my eyes,
Theres some hard times in the neighboorhood ,
But why can't every day be just this good

Also had a chat with the Darth Mother. She prolly won't remember what I said, but yeah. :)
Anyway... it's now 4:25am. A song for an insomniac is playing in my head, sounding very much like a well-known Brooks and Dunn country song, and I find myself singing along. beneath the lights. of a neon moon.

11/25/04 - First Things First...

My parents. Thank you for putting up with me. Yeah, I know you're stuck with me, but beside that, thank you for all you do for me. Thanks for being there....for always being supportive. For giving me the best birthday ever. For giving me being.

My extended family. Same goes for you all. And the ones who just joined us here early this summer, I hope that this, your first Thanksgiving, is the first of many where we have so much to share and be thankful for.

My unnamed coworkers. I spend more time with you all than anyone else. It is you who see me during my bad days, as well as wonder what the hell I'm doing outside a mental institution on my good days. Surely seeing a 27 yr old skipping down the hallway at work is grounds to make you wonder. But thank you for supporting me when I need it at work, being good with the lab, and just for all around being there. And some of you...for the Entertainment Purposes Only (E.P.O.)

Jess, Mike, and Jose. Each year, I find myself getting out of my shell. If this were a project, you sped up the schedule while still keeping it quality. (No FIARs from Jose, now, though he still says he wants to kill this motherfucker...with a smile. Heh.) Jess, especially for putting up with me this semester. We're gonna deliver that mofo even if it kills me. If I ever had a younger sister (just one), I hope she'd have been as cool and as sweet as you. Mike, for being someone cool and fun to hang out with. At first I thought, aw shit, a laid-back quiet motherfucker...man, I wonder if he actually hangs out with people. Glad I am getting to know y'all all better, and it's never a dull moment, and it never gets old. Jose, I still cannot believe I'm older than you, bish. But you keep me honest. You're fun, and you're patient. But stop calling me Vance, motherfucker. heh. Just kidding. But really, you three... thank you so much for being first and foremost, my friends.

Stacey. You're awesome cuz you actually keep that other team together. Thanks for looking out after me after having 4 consecutive crown and cokes, and ice cream. I'm sure the entertainment was good, but I don't remember a lot of it. Thank you also for getting the Mickey Mouse Hands earlier this year. :)

Megan. You are also an awesome friend. You've taken me to the waterwall. You introduced me to Vienna Teng's music. You went with me when we went to her concert. We always seem to get lost when we go to Houston, but always find our way and have fun doing it. You've got a great listening ear, and I hope you're happy. I'm smiling. And it's always a neat thing when I can find someone who is as electrically...heh... eclectic.

KC and Kerry. The two of you... I don't know what I to do with you, but I know I would definitely be lost without you. Your entire family, (Princess Zoey, Mav, and Dusty included) have opened your arms to me year after year after year. I heartfelt honestly feel like one of the family. Kerry, for staying up past our bedtime, chatting about who knows what, any and everything, and for just being the cute lil redhead I wish I could have, thank you. I say, pimpstress me out, I'll save for that car. KC... you and Colin took me back to College Station. I can't express how that experience was a nice one to build on. I still remember the shots after the game, but I have no frickin' idea what happened between the outskirts of College Station and pulling into Colin's apartment. Thank you for putting up with me when I call at who knew what time, just because I wanted to...and sometimes REALLY needed to talk... The saying goes... A friend will bail you out... a true friend will say, Damn, that was fun. And with you two, Damn, it's always fun!

Cath. You have the magic of putting smiles on my face and for love. You've got that magic touch. I just can't put to words. But you do.

Sue, Marla, Erin. Erin, I swear, you're one of my dreamgirls. For the chats that we have, and the perspectives you show... thank you. I actually look forward to seeing Atheria pop up on my list. Sue, You're still crafty. We don't get to chat as much, but when we do, looking back in time is always fun. You're still a princess. Princess Marla. You said it yourself. "We haven't spoken in a long time... But the ones that are solid... we always pickup where we left off, without missing a beat." I'm so happy for you with your current endeavour, and I have nothing but high hopes and wishes. I'm also glad that even when we do lose touch, when we catch up, it's as if we never miss a beat. But let's try to stay in closer touch, k? :)

My BW3 girls (first good Megan, and now Emily too). There's no other I shall want. You give to me a a lot of Coke with cherries. My cup overflows. With cherries. :) mmMmm... yeah.

Cedia, Rene, HG, Dee. You four ladies, before saying, awww shit, we got mentioned by name, sorta...in the blog... :) Ced, I've got this to throw at you. Thanks for making it feel like I'm not taking up space on this internet thingie and for leaving the awesome comments. I wish others did as often. And for being an Angelina fan. *wink* Rene, I promise I won't ramble on too much. But you're a cutie and have cool short stories. The pink wardrobe was also cool. Dee, you've got a cool perspective on things, and it's fun to read about them. I wonder how you feel about Covent Gardens.... :) HG, you have awesome art and the memoirs you share are amazing. I still stand by my statement that you are very thought and emotion provoking. And for chatting too.

And to everyone else... I didn't leave you out. I am thankful for having the privilege to knowing you, and hopefully being considered your friend. Who I am today, you have also helped shape that. Thank you for being.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone. I leave you with this, lyrics from an old Carpenters song that I used to sing.

The Carpenters (1971) - Sometimes
Sometimes, not often enough...
We reflect upon the good things.
And those thoughts always center around those we love
And I think about those people who mean so much to me
And for so many years have made me so very happy
And I count the times I have forgotten to say 'thank you'
And just how much I love them.

MTV

I was tuning into MTv (and they were actually playing music)... and they had Jay-Z mixing it up with Linkin Park. All I can say is that the concept was cool. The cd comes out on 11/30. Might have to just check that out.

And now, the 3rd episode in a row of Pimp My Ride.
Man, they kick ass.

I got an autograph in the mail today...from Christy Smith, of Survivor. :)

Tales of the Romancer - Romancer of Oz

As I was using the head model, i noticed it just...floated out there in space.
Then I thought...just like in Wizard of Oz. Pretty neat cuz HG had a Wizard of Oz theme that same night. Great minds think alike.

11/23/04 Return of the B-Dub

Hmm. Long ass morning.
Instead of making the calls I needed and wanted to make early this morning for Pink Tiger... I had to make a site visit, wait 2 hrs to make a correction to a document, only to be told that that correction was not needed, but a line-out would work. And then the original will need to be revised accordingly. And then faxed. Well... that one was lined out, but the keeprs of the original had no idea where it was, but were sure it'll get back to them shortly and eventually.

Good grief. Didn't get the drinks to the cooler to get them all cold. Luckily, they chilled a bit for the all hands lunch. The boss kicks ass that way. She looks out for her peeps.

We ate a lot. Well. no. ok. so Big Ern ate a lot. heh. Just kidding, Ern. But yeah, we all did. Saved some space for pie. mmMmmm pumpkin pie. pie pie pie.

My desk computer is still fucked up. I shouldn't have turned the technician away last week just because it started working again. I should have just said, eh, it's working, but wipe it out....ALL of it anyway. Hrm. At least there's always a spare machine around to work with.

But took care of a few other items that I could check off of my list to do.
Went to Best Buy after work today. Picked up The Terminal and Harry Potter III, as well as Ghost Recon II for XBOX. Saw my old friend from school, and old crush, Starrla. I'd miscounted. She has like 6 piercings per ear. Still cool, still cute. Still Starrla. We chatted as we looked for the items we wanted to get, then checked out. We must have just joked around and talked in the parking lot a good 15 or so minutes just talking about who knows what. ADHD between us is great. But if there ever was a cool chic, she's one of them. After that, she went off to finish her errands, and I went off to BW3's and meet up with Big Ern.

It'd been more than a month since I went to BW3's. Which means equally the same amount of time since we got to say hey to Good Megan. But, she was there and smiled. However, tonight, Emily took care of us.
And I'm in lust. She gave me as much cherries as Good Megan would. And to top that all off, Good Megan said, if I'm not here, she'll take care of you. She then instructed Emily that anytime I'm in, and order a coke with cherries, just bring out a separate container of cherries just for me. Heh. Awesome.

That's about it for the night in review. Wonderful day. :)

Tales of the Romancer - Asians Eleven

Tank full of gas: $ 35.00
Drinks and smokes: $ 65.00

Romancer wasted, and turned into a moviestar:
Priceless

Tales of the Romancer - Right Said Vince

"I'm too sexy for this post."

Right Said Fred was awesome.
Fun to do at karaoke.
And here... well...

Tales of the Romancer - Agent Vince

Agent Vince: 'eeeeeeey, Mr. Anderson. (Just one) Welcome back, we missed you.
[Agent Smith pauses and looks around at the multitude of clone....ssss he has created]

Agent Vince: Like what I've done with the pla'e?

Neo: You're dead to me Monday to Friday after 5pm, and all weekends.

Agent Vince: You WILL go to Thai Cottage. That's why rest of me is just going to enjoy the ha-ha because we already know that I'm the one that beat you at beer-ling.

Tales of the Romancer

Tales of the Romancer is a fictional collection of random thoughts (more than one), short stories, and what-not. Think of it as a satire for entertainment purposes only. i.e. E.P.O.

In other words... in the real world... this is one of our coping mechanisms.
Otherwise, the real Romancer will drive a hell of a lot of us crazy.

NOTE: No Romancer was hurt or injured in the making of Tales of the Romancer.

I am Sin Personified

You scored as Lust.


Lust --- 100%
Pride --- 100%
Sloth --- 100%
Gluttony --- 100%
Wrath --- 100%
Greed --- 100%
Envy --- 100%

Seven deadly sins created with QuizFarm.com

I jokingly say I am the 8th deadliest sin... being evil personified.
This just proves it.

The FAQs

There's a place that I frequent every now and then where they have a hotseat for one person, and they ask the person on the hotseat almost any question, and that person asks it.

Well, I'm gonna do just that on here, so ask any questions. This will be ongoing for the duration of this blog, I guess. I'll reply. And link this particular one to the side.

Who'll be the first?

This is. Me. Looking Back. At what I am today.

This is who I am, unchanged...
This is what I am, looking back...
This is where I am, facing forward...
This is when I am, one day at a time...
This is why I am, soul searching and searching my soul...
This is how I am, take it or leave it.

Taking a moment in time, I think of who I am and what tomorrow will bring.
I don't know anymore.

I'm gonna ramble on because I can't sleep and I just feel like rambling. This isn't your normal, regularly scheduled inane chatter from the mind of a hyper minded 28 yr old, but more of just sitting back on this chair reflecting on some things I hold inside and normally at the end of it all end up saying Eh, FUCK IT. Between this paragraph/thought until the last paragraph, i'm gonna reflect, smile, laugh, bitch, reminisce... considering it's a long ass post.... you decide. but in the end, i'm thankful.

Growing up in that small town was an experience. Started out in private/catholic school. been an altar server since i was about 6. raised by nuns. my influences. moved to public school in the 6th grade. Had my fair share of getting bullied, cuz i was the shortest, til I learned it was ok to beat the shit out of someone the next day cuz they did it to you the previous day. funny how that goes. only one other person didn't learn their lesson. no one already liked his punk ass. so he picks on and jumps me. have no idea how, but i had everyone and their older sibling asking how they could and should get him back for me. i wonder what ever happened to him now.

In high school, it was an adventure. An experience, such as what everyone else esperiences, with cliques and all. fucking preppy's. always thought they were better than everyone else. better than the band, the choir, the theater folks, and everyone who weren't preps. fuckers. ah, but that was then. i made some really great friends, some i still stay in touch with now. got over stage fright when i got on that stage the first time. Vernon always put me as comic relief, it was surprising that i get noticed when i did the serious parts. thespian troupe 1 3 4 2. many fond memories. many lessons learned. and still more to learn.

When I was younger, I could tell you...when I turn 18, etc., etc., etc.
I turned 18. Freshman in college. My friends and I went to Chuck E. Cheese for that birthday. Accidentally elbowed Chuck E. Eh, they sang happy birthday, then Jason spun me around then all I see is this grey fur in front of me, so I go aaaaah! and well.... you get the idea. 18. La di fuckin da. Heh heh. Came and went. Uneventful. To some degree.

My first shot of Jack Daniel's was in Starrla's dormroom back in 94/95. I'd been burned out from high school and was more or less just going through the motions of the concept of school. I had anticipated 19, and when it arrived... I didn't greet it with all the fanfare. I'd just gotten over some form of heartbreak. Well... no. It was ongoing. All remnants of 1995, that one semester, I've held onto a few precious ones that can make me smile. No, I can't say that it was the lowest anyone could be as far as disposition on life, considering a whole lot of others have gone down a more trying path. No. But for me, this was a depressive instant-gratification seeking friend needing moment that just ... came and went unanswered. I knew afterwards what i would look for when it came to friends. I may not hold grudges, but my memory is unrelenting. Hyprocrisy, i say. To my own self. But I readily admit to it. Exposure to a breakdown of trust that year, as well as other torpedoes on my little happy boat knocked some good sized holes...but maybe some remaining hope kept me afloat.
Odd. maybe that's why they say Hope Floats. 19, you were a fucked up year, and I'm glad you've come and gone.

i can't even remember 20. 1996. shit, i can't remember. i should have had a journal then. all i know is, i thought to myself, i done fucked up and i sure as hell don't wanna anymore. So i got my act together and started giving a damn again. Sometimes you just need to get your ass kicked hard enough in a direction that you eventually go on and git and learn your lesson.

and now, a pre-emptive shut ass. Just in case you've bothered to read this far...and have a smart comment about my next deal. Just kidding. i finally got the nerve to ask Suraida out in sept 97. i'm thinking it was sept. 25, 97. took my ass long enough to ask her out. yeah, i'm a late bloomer. it'd been 2 semesters. my first date. not including high school prom. it was fun, got to walk along the beach, went to putt-putt and chatted the entire night through. had pizza too. good times, good times. 21. heh. it was in 1997 i believe that i first met KC. hell broke loose. we broke it. :) i'd started making a close knit group of friends within my major and graduating class, while still keeping close a few that i started out with. I actually owe my fortune of this job because of some advice from one of them. Things happen for a reason. 2000, she said go to the job fair. i went. 2001, we had layoffs... i got her transferred to a new position so she wasn't let go. she's still an older sister to me. oh yeah. and smoking is bad for you, especially when you kick a soccerball around. 21 was fun.

2000. i'd worked for the Colonel and the Admiral too a little over a year. Colonel knew I was looking for another job, and he encouraged it, but instilled some good lessons before i left the Center for Ports and Waterways. for an italian, he was weird simply cuz he could not stand garlic. but he did take out the office for margarita dinners.

24 yrs old and counting. finally settled in to the really, real world. carefree, but focused. my coworkers had started me off since day 1, agreeing that instead of having one assigned mentor, that i would be trained via the village approach. then some fuckers decided it was a grand idea to take inventions of wonder and turn them into weapons of mass destruction. so maybe we didn't find any if at all WMD abroad. When you can take a commercial plane and use it to kill many, anything can be construed as a WMD. it was a strange morning. got up early, even dressed up with a long sleeved shirt, tie, etc. we got the report of the first and second planes.
after we were released, some of us met up at Hooters for lunch. It was surreal that day, even as i went to class that night. but after class, i went home, ... i never cried at funerals, or whatever. but that night was the first time i think i ever opened up myself to the idea of mortality and loss of a loved one. the following days and weeks at work were numbing...just go to work and be done with it.

fast forward to today. right now. because it's late, and this is the point that i mentioned earlier where i say Fuck it. things happen for a reason. we'd left one place looking for a dream. my folks held onto that dream and worked hard. two jobs a piece, and taking classes at night to hope for a better living. it paid off.
i remember growing up and salvation army and goodwill were wonderful. they still are, and we try to give back. maybe that's part of the reason the child in me is the way it is now is because it did not have the means then. things happen for a reason. daily. whenever. i've got some issues, i've got some complaints. but in the long run... i'm thankful. i'm content. i've got my loved ones. i've got my friends. i've got some form of health. mental and physical. they, these people and experiences, have taken me and have helped make me what I am today.

And I'm thankful. Moreso now that I can appreciate it all much better than an 18 or 19 yr old me could ever imagine.

Terror Alert Level System

I've implemented a Terror Alert level system for this blog. Thanks to geek and proud.

Vienna 's Autograph

Vienna Teng, 10/12/2004
Ok, I know I'd mentioned this earlier...
so here's the autographed picture...

For Bum,
Thanks for this,
Vienna Teng

So cute. So talented.
Anyway, if you haven't already, go visit her website.
You can read up more on her, or her music.

My favorites are... who am I kidding? I like all of her songs. But to name a few,...
Harbor, Shine, Mission Street, The Tower, Gravity, Soon Love Soon, and Lullabye for a Stormy Night.

If you like her, spread the word.

Personality test... again.

The Other Half
You would be a great parent, in fact your children
or spouse would be your ideal full time job.
You would also be good at working with the
children or the elderly, or being an assistant
to someone. You could are very patient and can
deal well with very obnoxious people. You are
strong willed, however, and you could handle a
job that would put the pressure on you, as long
as it was in the best interest for your family.Your love interest would ideally be someone who
would depend on you, and you in turn, would
depend on them. Even if the love fades you
would still live for them and work for them.
You are very mature and responsible, of course,
since opposites generally attract, your mate
would be rather silly and maybe even lazy.
You want someone who would live and breathe for
you, and not only love you but NEED you. Youre
dream men would be Bruce Wayne (Batman), Jay or
Silent Bob, Dawson Leery, or Joey from Friends.
Your ideal woman would be Druscilla from Buffy
the Vampire Slayer, Jenna or Heidi from
Survivor, Trini from Power Rangers, or Princess
Buttercup from the Princess Bride (you want to
rescue your love from the evils of the world!)You most likely are a Libra, Sagitarrius, or
Gemini. You most likely enjoy family oriented
movies and prefer to do activities with another
person. You most likely want children in your
future, or you already have them. You most
likely purchase items that dont just benefit
you.You would get along well with Other Halves, Child,
or even Villians. You would ideally be with a
Child or Leader. You wouldn't get along with
Creators or Dreamers.

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X-Mas List Item - 11/22/04

Dear Santa,
I know I haven't been a saint,
and I know I ask for a lot of unattainable (in my opinion at times) wishes,
which is why I sometimes lose a lil faith in wishing...
but not really cuz i end up wishing at a fountain, a star, or an occasion anyways,....

i digress.

Since long term gratification isn't so imminent right now,
how's this for instant gratification...

Santa, here's an item on my list:
http://www.thinkgeek.com/gadgets/electronic/655e/

Santa was a pirate.
Holdin' the bag of loot over his shoulder, shoutin' (yo) ho, ho ho,
with that funky pirate hat.

Pirate Santa.... heh. awesome.

So yeah. an item for my list.

[ untitled snapshot of the hippocampus ]

God, grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change...
the Courage to change the things I can,...
and the Wisdom to know the difference.
- The Serenity Prayer

Man is the only animal that laughs and weeps: for he is the only animal that is struck with the difference between what things are and what they ought to be
- On wit and Humor - Wm Hazlitt - English Essayist


...sunbeams are not made like me...

Happy Go Lucky

Granted I look a lil retarded, this is from last Friday during Megs' night out for her b-day. We were walking along the promenade thingy place, and we came across this water fountain. She -knows- I'm a sucker for most bets, so she bet me to get in the water fountain, or get wet trying. I thought...hrm...

Then J-Dubs double dared.
So... I gave them my camera in case I did go for a swim, and hopped on.
They said stand still...and here I am, looking a lil sleepy or whatever and silly.

Hrm.
Blah.

"Yeah" - Romancer style (for the gang) (just one)

[Romancer:]
Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah
Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah

[Romancer (Verse 1):]
I'm at Red Star with my homies, try’na give a lil P-I, keep it down on the low key,
cause you know how it feel (just one).
I said Bindu, she was checkin up on me,
Bake me yell’ cake with choc’late frosting, Duncan Hine if you please
She just laughed in my face.

Conversation got heavy,
ninety-eight percent English, yeah I sound just like you! (Watch Out!, What’d he say?)
She saying, Vince you silly, yeah you silly,
So I got up and followed her to the floor, with my rave shoes and mo’,
When I told her, I said

[Romancer (Chorus):]
Yeah (yeah) Bindu got down to come and get me
Yeah (yeah) I got so caught up I forgot she told me
Yeah (yeah) Cause she my girl and it'd be best to hold me
Yeah (yeah) Next thing I knew she was all up on me screaming:
Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah
Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah

[Romancer (Verse 2):]
She’s all up in my head now,
but her friend keep saying that I had too much to drink, just cuz my whole face is pink.
Now I gotta keep it real now,
cuz I’m the Romancer, I’m a player, it’s just the Laosian in me.

Everybody come with me, (come with me)
It tuesday, we need to all go beer-ling
You have nothing better to do
Or have a house pah-tee (house pah-tee)
Lot of dancer and stripper who over here too
We can go dance on balcony
And I said

[Chorus]

[Big Ern:]
Pepe!

[Pepe (Verse 3):]
Daaaaaaaah!
Hey man!
I’m in love, she look so good
She all dat with some attitude
And rrrRRRrrrrowr, I’m so drunk, but it’s all good
Drinkin’ margaritas with Mexican food
Buuum! I’m a ki’ dat maw’der Fokker, he crazy, man’g
Dressed up like a hood (ah jajajajajajajajaja), like in a gang

I got a new haircut, but it was expensive too
Cost me one hundred dollars for this ‘do’
Bah, Lets drank you the one to please,
Pepe fill cups like double d's.
Me and Big Ern once more and we drink ‘em down,
we want a round of drinks starting with diet coke and crown

[Chorus]

[Pepe (Bridge):]
Take that and rewind it back, Big Ern got the rhythm make ya booty go (clap)
Take that and rewind it back, Romancer got the voice make ya booty go (clap)
Take that and rewind it back, Pepe got the flow make ya booty go (clap)
Take that and rewind it back, Big Ern got the rhythm make ya booty go (clap)

Lyrics on a Sunday Evening

The Rainbow Connection
Words and Lyrics by Paul Williams and Kenny Ascher
Why are there so many songs about rainbows
And what's on the other side?
Rainbows are visions, but only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide
So we've been told, and some choose to believe it
I know they're wrong, wait and see

Someday we'll find it, the Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me.

Who said that ev'ry wish would be heard and answered
When wished on the morning star?
Somebody thought of that, and someone believed it
Look what it's done so far.
What's so amazing that keeps us star gazing
And what do we think we might see?

Someday we'll find it, the Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me

All of us under its spell,
We know that it's probably magic.
Have you been half asleep and heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name
Is this the sweet sound that calls the young sailors
I know it's one and the same
I've heard it too many times to ignore it
It's something that I'm s'posed to be

Someday we'll find it, the Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me.

Are You A Toys R Us Kid? a mallrat? a shop-a-holic?

i don't wanna grow up, i'm a toys r us kid.
there are lots of toys at toys r us that i can play with.
from bikes to trains to video games, it's the biggest toy store there is.

so i don't wanna grow up cuz maybe if i did, i wouldn't be a toys r us kid!

I'm now 28. I'm still a toys r us kid.
Some might say that's cool, so am I.
Some might say, Dude, that's lame.
But from my perspective, my mind's still young, and I'm a toys r us kid.

Went there today. They got in the new set of McFarlane Football players, so I picked a few up.
There were lots of new folks working there today, most likely cuz of the holiday season starting up. None of the regulars were there that I could see, at least. Anyway, he asked if they were for my son. Heh, no... these are for me. I'm maybe years or so away from even that idea, I'm guessing. Unless my pimpstresses or I change that, at least. Oh, and the Las Vegas Elvis is also out.

Yesterday, I did some errands with my mom, picked up a few things at Garden Ridge, and also had lunch at McDonalds. McRib's back. Somehow, the Fall season can't pass without us stopping by Mickey D's for that damned McRib. Heh.

Most of yesterday was spent at the Marshall's Megastore though.
I'd picked up some pretty cool brown dress shoes. Well, they're dress shoes, but they're more of everyday shoes for me. Also picked up 3 ties, some handkerchiefs with 'B' embroidered (damn, and to think I HATED being a preppy-type in HS), a pretty cool dark brown sueded shirt, and a nice beige corduroy light jacket/button up shirt thingie.

Ok. so plain and simple...i'm a mallrat and a shop-a-holic. And I like it that way. :)

Somethin' I read on Special Forces

US REDNECK SPECIAL FORCES (USRSF) .

The boys, Cooter, Bubba, Hoss and Bobo will be dropped behind enemy lines and given the following information about the Iraqi Insurgents:

1. The season opened last weekend.
2. There is no limit.
3. They taste just like chicken.
4. They don't like beer, pickups, country music, or Jesus.
5. They are DIRECTLY RESPONSIBLE for the death of Dale Earnhardt.

The war should be over in a week.......

Wal-Mart - a southerner's paradise

A friend called and asked what I was up to. I said I was bein' a good redneck.
Now, before some mofo gets all uppity and thinks I'm bein' sarcastic, you have to understand...
I've got friends from even Tennessee and the Carolinas who say I:
-have a hick accent
-am a redneck

That in itself is scary. Oh, but read a bit further down. Things to do at Wal-Mart. :P

With that in mind, my friend then said, "So you're at Wal-mart?" "Yep!"
You can NEVER be true and go to Wal-mart and not get at least one item. That shit just does not happen. You can NOT say Wal-Mart didn't have what I was lookin' for. That just means ya didn't look hard enough. Heh.

15 Things to entertain yourself at Walmart while your significant other is taking their sweet time shopping:

1. Get 24 boxes of condoms & randomly put them in people's carts when they not looking.

2. Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5 minute intervals.

3. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the rest rooms.

4. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone, "Code 3" in housewares and see what happens (best if timed just right with #2).

5. Go to the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&M's on lay away.

6. Move a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.

7. Set up a tent in the camping department and tell other shoppers you'll invite them in if they bring pillows from the bedding department.

8. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask ''Why can't you people just leave me alone?"

9. Look right into the security camera, use it as a mirror and pick your nose.

10. While handling guns in the hunting department, ask the clerk if he knows where the antidepressants are.

11. Dart around the store suspiciously while loudly humming the theme from 'Mission Impossible.'

12. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna look" using different size funnels.

13. Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through, say "PICK ME! PICK ME!"

14. When an announcement comes over the loud speaker, assume the fetal
position and scream "NO! NO! It's those voices again!!!"

And last but not least:
15. Go into a fitting room, shut the door and wait a while and then yell loudly "There's no toilet paper in here!"

There ya go.

Mena Suvari

It started with American Pie.
Then came American Beauty.
She's not a Loser.
She's Sugar & Spice.
She's American Pie x 2.
Mena Suvari's one of my celebrity crushes.
And here she is.

You can do anything, but

Lay off of her Hot Pink Shoes.
One of my co-workers said, Hey Bum! Check these out!
Hot pink shoes. no...Hot pink tennis shoes. no...Hot pink tennis shoes....WITH HEELS?
For those on the go, be in the know
Like to live wild and shoe some style
nothin's says it all other than Hot Pink Shoes.

They're just as cool as my purple/silver platform disco shoes.

Dancin' in the Rain before Ice Cream

Haven't posted in a few days... Let's see if I can recap some of the mundane and mix in something humorous in my head. If it doesn't make sense, just nod your head and smile anyway.

Wednesday, work went ok. I think. If I remember correctly... Came home, played Ace Combat 5. Beat the campaign the first time. Played it s'more then called it quits to get some sleep.

Thursday... stayed up late to make a spanish guitar/latin dance music mix cd. My inner latino wanted a mix CD of his own, I guess... so... I put one together. More spanish guitar than latin dance, but I'm fairly happy with it.
Closed my eyes every 30 or so minutes til 3:45am rolled around and i said fuck it, shut the computer down and went to sleep.

Friday...today... dragged my ass to work. If I had to rate how much better I feel compared to last week, I'd say i'm back to 100 out of my usual 110% energy efficiency. I had a list of things to do that I wanted to accomplish today, and actually got them all done. Lunch was a quick run to Wendy's. Cheap. Fast. Wendy's. Got mistaken for someone younger than 18 yrs old. Hmm. For a few moments today, I had lost 10+ yrs off my age. Neat but weird feeling.

After work, visited Target to see what they had. Then went home, changed, and went off to Megs' place to pick her up. Todd the God was there, so picked him up too. Drove on to J-Dubs and her man to pick them up. Traffic was blah going up to our destination, but it was ok cuz the company's enjoyable. We met up with one of their coworkers as well as Megs' man and ate dinner. Our waitress was ...well, we didn't even say anything. Granted our expressions looked blah, but it was because we were tired... All she did was make up some excuses for this and that, which she didn't have to do. We walked around for a bit until it started to sprinkle. They had a Cold Stone (ice cream place), and so we ventured there. Megs took a picture of me holding my waffle cone of 1 pound of ice cream. I think I won't have an ice cream craving for a while, but it was yum good.
They also dared me to jump from the edge of this water fountain to a rock in the middle of it. Ah, so as I wondered what they would do if I did, I got the upgraded double dare. Needless to say, did the jump, and then they took pictures. To end the night, we sat outside one of my oldest friend's danceclub/bar that's fairly well known, ate ice cream, and people-watched. That alone made the trip memorable. Some you'd think the club would turn away because of their outlandish ...costumes for lack of a better term... but no, they too were taken in. In between, I danced in the rain.

Long night, but it was a calm end to this week. 2am, and I'm wanting to turn it in.
NiNight

Incredible 11/16/2004

Paraphrased....
What are we going to do after work?
B-Dubs? Big Ern and I were thinking B-Dubs.
Ok, that or a movie. I want to go see a movie. It's been a long while.
Ok. I'm cool with that. What movie?
The Incredibles!!!
Ok....*smirk*...

Today was a nice day at work. Got in, picked up some stuff for a project from another building, took it to ours so I could play with it... Then went off to a meeting with Pink Tiger. Meeting was pretty nice, and time didn't seem to drag as it normally does...whenever I attend. I think I may have been busted a few times by the girl sitting on the other side of the room by semi-staring at her, if that's what I could call it. She's cute though. And at least not married. Ah, but I digress...

Text-messaged during the meeting with Megs. She saw the state that I left her desk area in...around a lil after 10am... she liked it. I'm glad. Balloons, happy birthday banner, streamers, candles, and a lil fairy. After the meeting, the call of the wild shouted for Freebirds burritos... so we went. The rest of the day went pretty well, no complaints at all, and did get to do some things on my checklist to accomplish for the day.

And then... the debate on what to do. Still not in the mood to go back and bowl. Scary thought, considering it -was- a Tuesday night ritual. But... I didn't want to stay out TOO late, finally being a lil under the weather again. So... after work, went off to Best Buy and picked up The Chronicles of Riddick, Kiddy Grade #7, and Elf, as well as a CD for Mom and Dad. Decided to visit some folks at Toys R Us since it'd been a bit more than a month since I visited. One of the guys actually wondered where I'd been. Go figure. Anyways, back to Best Buy. I'd met Dani there back in 2002. I know cuz it was 2002 cuz we had talked about Spiderman just coming out. So anyways, I ran into her at Best Buy tonight, after not seeing each other for months. She'd quit after graduating, and started working elsewhere. She still looks good, and it's as if we never stopped talking. So after talking for about 10 or so minutes, and catching up on where we were in life.... we went and ventured off into the store and got what we were looking for.

After that... The Incredibles. The movie is awesome. I would recommend it. HOWEVER... at the beginning of the movie, there was a short "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT" cartoon about a little lamb who loved dancing as if it were the Lamb of the Dance or something... and even got some prairie dogs (six of them) to move to the beat. If you ask me, all i could think of when I saw the prairie dogs was that game at the arcade where ya bash the heads down and later collect tickets. Trust me. I felt like doing so. Back to the lamb. The lamb gets sheared, feels all is lost. Then this jackalope comes out of nowhere, starts bouncing around, lifts up the lamb's spirits...all the while, I'm thinking, this shit is prolly better under some form of influence, even alcohol....
and so the jackelope convinces the lamb that being sheared is ok. After this, the lamb starts bounding around and eventually grows his wool back... and even assumes a position (that would make some backwoods people smile) so that it could get sheared, and then they all dance off the screen happily ever after. Again, I ask, WHAT THE FUCK was THAT shit for?

But again...the Incredibles... it was a good animated movie. Pink Tiger, Pepe, Big Ern, Jake, and I saw it, and laughed through a good part of it. Oh yeah... and for the record, Elastic Girl has a nice ass. grrRRrrrr.

That's the day in review. Another one for the history books, and it was a good one.
:)

on Bob Hope:

Bob Hope is one of my most dear ones. I think it's mainly because of the type of person that Bob was in real life. Most celebrities, you kept an eye on because of what they did on film. Bob Hope was great both on and off-screen. He's sometimes more well known for being there for our troops... a fact that Congress did not forget.

When I was growing up, during the summer, when I sat at home watching tv, they would show the old movie classics, and I would watch him in some of his Road to... movies, Cassanova's Big Night, and The Princess and the Pirate (Yeah, at a young age, I already thought pirates were cool).

I sent an email to his assistant, and she directed me where to direct my letter. Well, during that time, he was in the hospital, and so she sent me an email saying that he was not able to respond right away, but would do so when he had been ok and out of the hospital. I thanked her and said, I just hope he got better.

Well, he did, and then one day, I got this.

Trivia:
At 69 years, his marriage to Dolores Hope holds the record for the longest Hollywood marriage.

Just an Idea

So...it's 1:30. AM, not PM. Heh.
The insomniac inner child of mine said, Stay up, you old mofo.
So... I am still up.

But, HG gave me an idea. And so did Ced. Don't worry, Ced, I haven't forgotten about you...

Next few blogs...well..several...til I get tired.... I'll post a few of my fave signed pics...and add a story about them. I'll be an equal opportunity poster and post male and female celebs. :)

Ok. time for me to catch that dreamgirl.
Heh. Laters.

24 Hours - Nov 15, 2004

It's now 9pm, and I've just eaten dinner, checking my email, and have a headache I hope tylenol will shoo away in a little bit. Still have a sinus headache, and still nasally congested. But, for a little while, I sounded a little like Rod Stewart. Heh Heh, it was classic.

I woke up this morning, (as all blues songs start, it seems)...
I got out of bed
Walked 'round like a zombie
Cuz I still felt dead

Went an' took my shower
Put on some clothes
I skipped havin' breakfast
cuz I was on the go

Dressed up real nice today
from my shirt, pants, and coat
put on my nice black hat
and that's all she wrote

Did my work as I planned to
Got my paperwork done
It was a Monday at work day
But still made it fun

Went to B-dubs today
Big Ern came as well
On the way back, we took a pic of the sign
Vince Vance it read, it was funny as hell

Now after work today
I scoped out her space
Got my materials
and decorated the place

Tomorrow's Megs' birthday
I told her some lies
Said I went home early (cuz I was sick and all)
but planned a surprise.

Now ends tonight's tale y'all
I'm feelin' bit dead
gonna rest on up a bit
and lay on my bed.