My life

Is SOOO exciting sometimes, if it were any more exciting, I would be dead. Or would I?

Ahh, fuck it, I lost the moment.

Come back later

Charlie can't surf....

So, here I am again. I'm off to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, late nite (?) Back later (tho not sure HOW MUCH later) with a review.

Generally Speaking

Your Linguistic Profile:

70% General American English

15% Upper Midwestern

5% Dixie

5% Midwestern

5% Yankee

What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

Craftsmanship, we don't need no stinking badges

Well, whatever happened to craftsmanship anyways? At least Chivarly is not dead. Got my car seat "fixed" this weekend. When did it go out of practice/style to actually examine a problem, before you fix it. When a mechanic might look a little further into a problem than a layman might. Ah well, I won't do that again. Now I have to find a new card seat!

Later:
Uuuumm, How I love peanut butter!!! Not that "creamy" smooth crap, but rich, lucisous, Crunchy peanut butter! Now, distracted. Midnight Club Dub edition. Really fun racing game. Macaroni and Cheese!!! As you can tell, it is lunch time, my time zone! More later

Mobile, again

So, recovered my automobile today. Joy, and it wasn't as expensive as I had thought it would be. BONUS. Now, to get D's car fixed. Got a little extra, so I might get to get some kind of toy. Am thinkin, new barbecue, kayak...lol. lessee, decisions, decisions

Watched House of Flying Daggers last nite, that was pretty good. SOOO dramatic though. Almost like a romance novel, or something. Beautifully photographed. The colors were so rich, and the lighting was just right.

It's hot tonite. The air is thick and humid. Like wearing a wet woolen poncho. I can smell my heat, and the pungent sharp sting of the hot air mixed with my ever heated body as I type is an almost constant reminder not to move too much. And then the almost imperceptable coolness of the breeze, as it wasps almost sneakily (?) by the window. God how I despise the summer, and all that it does to me! OK, maybe DESPISE is a little strong, but DAMN if it ain't hot. I don't know how they do it further South of me! I love the Midwest, and could even move further North, if my D wasn't so cold all the time.

Interesting

So, just finished reading "Thor Meets Captain America" by David Brin (www.davidbrin.com/thor1.html). Very interesting short story (novella? I never know whats right) about Norse gods, Nazis, andWWII. That David Brin, he is a writing motherfucker!!! I'm half exhausted, but need to blog. Made a new friend through Evercrack. Lycentia. Seems to be a very interesting person, or I could just be easily fooled..

Watch Hide and Seek, with Diniro and Fanning. Quite the good movie. Nice little twist at the end. Rent it if you haven't, express your opinions if you have! Car towed for repair, cost less than I had expected. Thank you AAA! I think I will post some old hand written stuff in the coming weeks, from old journals.

What more do you want from me?

The other shoe

So, the 1st day back to work after the holiday was just weird. I don't feel like I am doing the quantity of work that I should be. And it looks like work is slowing down, and that ALWAYS freaks me out. I am very aware of that fact that I am replacable. Not that I think that anything like that is going to happen, but it is always foremost in my mind when work slows down. And with unemployment being what it is in MI, and my skills being somewhat limited.....welll, you know. But overall, things are going well. Car should be fixed next week, and that makes me a little happier.

I want to have things to say, and be all intellectual and all, but I am only a talker when talked too, so bloggin for me sometimes is difficult. I forget things that I wanted to say by the time I get a chance to say them, and by then, well, it's too late. So hard to focus on one idea/thought/thing when online. All the bombardment of flashing lights and techno-geegaws...

Ah shit, lets just call it a post

Freshness Seal

So, I am up earlier than expected, and I thought that I would be able to write down all the details of this dream that I had. Unfortunately, the ziploc baggie that is my brain must have been open, because I remember ZILCH (other than it involved martial arts, a black man dressed as the Burger King, and bad dubbing!) Also, am having some trepidation about my car, as I have not been to check on it in a couple of days (5 to be exact) so anything could have happened. I am just trusting that nothing villanous has happened. I will clean it out and have it towed to be repaired this week.

Watched Sky Captain and The World of Tomorrow last nite. Boy was that a big old can of CHEESE. Kinda pretty to look at, but what a bunch of cheese nonetheless.

So my Independance Day vacation Ends

Not with a bang, but a whimper. The flood is over, the heat is hot and tomorrow back to work. Was unable to see any but televised fireworks. It was really kind of anticlimatic. Money for car arrived, so I will have that fixed in a couple days...Wednesday pay day.

What does it say about you if the first thing a person like me thinks about you is "serial killer"? Does that make ME a bad person, to have so negatively judged a person that way?

Something to ponder

So, I am feeling a little down at this moment. In addition to the 2 broken cars, the basement window continues to leak. I had hoped it would be a better bday for DRP, but it didn't turn out very good. But I got this email, and thought I would share it. It helps at timSomething to think about........

Picture a 92-year-old woman who is petite, well-poised and proud. She is fully dressed each morning by eight

o'clock, with her hair fashionably coifed and makeup perfectly applied. Even though she is legally blind and has to move into a nursing home today, she is smiling and patient as she waits. Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making today's move necessary.

After many hours of waiting in the lobby of the nursing home, she smiles sweetly when told her room is finally ready. As she maneuvers her walker to the elevator, the attendant provides a visual description of her tiny room, including the eyelet curtains that had been hanging on her window at her home. "I love it," she states with the enthusiasm of an eight -year-old having just been presented with a new puppy."But, Mrs. Jones, you haven't seen the room yet." answered the attendant.

"That doesn't have anything to do with it," she replies "Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my Room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged... it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it. It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do. Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away just for this time in my life.

Old age is like a bank account: you withdraw from what you've put in. So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories.

Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing.

"Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

1. Free your heart from hatred.

2. Free your mind from worries.

3. Live simply.

4. Give more.

5. Expect less.

I guess I can't say anymore, or express any better sentiments for the day!

Tom Who?

So, also today, we saw War of the Worlds, for D's birthday. I have to say I was more than a little disappointed. No characters to get involved with, weak story. Ah, it was a stinker. Of course I wasn't sure how they were gonna do it as a movie anyways. I have always thought that it was more effective as a radio drama. They used to do those, you know. Back before I was born.

Just thought you might like to know.

Vacation (of sorts)

So, today is the 1st day of an extended weekend. And here I sit, trying to make some sense of....what, I'm not sure. For instance, I am quite the porn fanatic. I always browse with the inherent thought that I might stumble on to something or someone that I should not see. The internet can be a cruel and scary place sometimes!! Well, D got her loan, or rather, her car refinanced, so she can get it repaired and runnin. My check should be here in the next couple of days, so I can do the say. I felt like such a dork for a moment yesterday. I thought I had give the bank the wrong address (I have only been here 3 years now!) to mail the check too. Fortunately, I gave them the correct address, so it should be here soon.

I ramble, much like I do in my head, in hopes that something deep and profound (or at the very least, entertaining) shows up here for....well whomever reads it. For instance, I support the troops, but I DO NOT support their boss, the idea that this war is on terrorism and not for oil, or the muscleheads who say I must. AHHHHH now I have lost all sense of what I was gonna say.

So, the next gen consoles are gonna have a starting price point of $400 eh. I don't believe that anyone is buying at that price, but what the hell do I know? I certainly am not interested, I do not think. I guess I will reserve judgement until I see them.