Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Life as I Know It
I've pondered recently the possibility of writing down my life story, with all of its twists and turns. Then I thought that maybe no one would want to read it. Hell, sometimes I don't even want to have lived it. But, I guess I feel the need to put myself out there for better or for worse. So I'll come here and write in anonymity about this life of mine.
I'm in a bad place right now. It's not something new but I guess that this time I feel more lost than ever. By all rights I am privileged and in a better place than most. I don't have to worry about where I will live or where my next meal is coming from. I remember that feeling quite well, however, and my heart goes out to anyone living such a life right now.
I'm in a bad place right now. It's not something new but I guess that this time I feel more lost than ever. By all rights I am privileged and in a better place than most. I don't have to worry about where I will live or where my next meal is coming from. I remember that feeling quite well, however, and my heart goes out to anyone living such a life right now.
Friday, October 20, 2006
Friday
A rainy Friday here in Hawaii, and I have no motivation. It's like a huge vacuum has sucked the will to get my ass in gear right out of me.
Today is the memorial service for the Marines they lost in Brian's unit. I'm going to go, just to be there for him and to pay my respects. Loss is a difficult thing. There's nothing anyone can say, it's the final word; it just is. Everyone processes the experience differently, too. Some go out and get fucked up. Some retreat into themselves.
I mean, even if the Marines who died weren't their best friends, these guys are all subject to the aftermath. They see the families suffering, and know it could have been them. Rough times for all involved.
I read that they found more body parts down manholes at the WTC site. Didn't anyon think to check there? Whole operation seems pretty haphazard to me, especially with rubble and remains being taken to the landfill for 'sorting'. Good thing, though, that the powers that be can still use 9/11 for political fodder. At least something good came of it for someone....
x
Today is the memorial service for the Marines they lost in Brian's unit. I'm going to go, just to be there for him and to pay my respects. Loss is a difficult thing. There's nothing anyone can say, it's the final word; it just is. Everyone processes the experience differently, too. Some go out and get fucked up. Some retreat into themselves.
I mean, even if the Marines who died weren't their best friends, these guys are all subject to the aftermath. They see the families suffering, and know it could have been them. Rough times for all involved.
I read that they found more body parts down manholes at the WTC site. Didn't anyon think to check there? Whole operation seems pretty haphazard to me, especially with rubble and remains being taken to the landfill for 'sorting'. Good thing, though, that the powers that be can still use 9/11 for political fodder. At least something good came of it for someone....
x
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
And the "Hits" Just Keep Coming
Something is wrong with the world when CNN's "breaking news" consists of this:
"Christian broadcaster Pat Robertson apologizes for calling for the assassination of Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez. More soon."
Who gives a fuck? I mean seriously. An apology for an assasination call? I assume the dialog went something like this:
Robertson: "Ya'll, I apologize for callin' for the killin' of that nice brown fella down in Venezuela, and be with the starving pygmies down in Africa. Amen."
A different article goes on to say:
"In Havana, where he had met with Cuban President Fidel Castro to discuss ties between the two countries, Chavez told reporters he had never heard of Robertson.
Asked about the broadcaster's call for his assassination, Chavez said, "It doesn't matter to me."
"I don't know who that person is," he said. "As far as his opinion of me goes, I couldn't care less.""
He then remarked, "STICKS AND STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES BUT WORDS WILL NEVER HURT ME. NYA NYA."
"Christian broadcaster Pat Robertson apologizes for calling for the assassination of Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez. More soon."
Who gives a fuck? I mean seriously. An apology for an assasination call? I assume the dialog went something like this:
Robertson: "Ya'll, I apologize for callin' for the killin' of that nice brown fella down in Venezuela, and be with the starving pygmies down in Africa. Amen."
A different article goes on to say:
"In Havana, where he had met with Cuban President Fidel Castro to discuss ties between the two countries, Chavez told reporters he had never heard of Robertson.
Asked about the broadcaster's call for his assassination, Chavez said, "It doesn't matter to me."
"I don't know who that person is," he said. "As far as his opinion of me goes, I couldn't care less.""
He then remarked, "STICKS AND STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES BUT WORDS WILL NEVER HURT ME. NYA NYA."
Monday, August 22, 2005
I Don't Know Why...
... this made me laugh. What a slap in the face, check it out:
ELGIN, Ill. -- Philadelphia-based Comcast is apologizing for an insulting epithet on a bill.
LaChania Govan made dozens of phone calls to the cable company to complain about service, but she said she was never rude.
So the Elgin, Ill., woman was shocked when her bill came and had the insult printed where her name should be.
Instead of her name, the bill had the "b" word printed on it.
I guess the squeaky wheel really does get the "grease", ba dum bum CHING!!!!
ELGIN, Ill. -- Philadelphia-based Comcast is apologizing for an insulting epithet on a bill.
LaChania Govan made dozens of phone calls to the cable company to complain about service, but she said she was never rude.
So the Elgin, Ill., woman was shocked when her bill came and had the insult printed where her name should be.
Instead of her name, the bill had the "b" word printed on it.
I guess the squeaky wheel really does get the "grease", ba dum bum CHING!!!!
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Yet Another Reason....
...to buy Mac.
WASHINGTON (CNN) -- A computer worm shut down computer systems running the Windows 2000 operating system across the United States on Tuesday, hitting computers at CNN, ABC and The New York Times.
So all it takes is a little worm to hobble the media computers? Who would've thought. I don't know about you but I had my fill of Bill Gates' software turd about a year ago with the last worm. I found sweet refuge at the Apple store. Yum.
WASHINGTON (CNN) -- A computer worm shut down computer systems running the Windows 2000 operating system across the United States on Tuesday, hitting computers at CNN, ABC and The New York Times.
So all it takes is a little worm to hobble the media computers? Who would've thought. I don't know about you but I had my fill of Bill Gates' software turd about a year ago with the last worm. I found sweet refuge at the Apple store. Yum.
Saturday, August 06, 2005
Been A Long Time
What lop I have become. Shame on me, ignoring my poor bloggy.
Well, yesterday was my 21st birthday. Hahahaha. Not! At 26, I am no longer as they say, a spring chicken. But seriously, who ever wanted to be referred to as a "chicken" anyway? One thing I certainly am not, friends, is a chicken.
Let me fill you in, though, I had the most perfect birthday I have ever had. It was like something greater than myself looked into me and gave me everything I wanted. Yes, it was that good.
Hopefully this next year will be better than the last year of my life. I have a feeling that maybe it will.
Well, yesterday was my 21st birthday. Hahahaha. Not! At 26, I am no longer as they say, a spring chicken. But seriously, who ever wanted to be referred to as a "chicken" anyway? One thing I certainly am not, friends, is a chicken.
Let me fill you in, though, I had the most perfect birthday I have ever had. It was like something greater than myself looked into me and gave me everything I wanted. Yes, it was that good.
Hopefully this next year will be better than the last year of my life. I have a feeling that maybe it will.
Friday, June 03, 2005
WhAt a Pain in The AsS
Lawsuit claims exploding toilet burned man
Friday, June 3, 2005 Posted: 10:30 AM EDT (1430 GMT)
MORGANTOWN, West Virginia (AP) -- A man who says he was severely burned when a portable toilet exploded after he sat down and lit a cigarette is suing a general contractor and a coal company, accusing them of negligence.
John Jenkins, 53, and his wife, Ramona Jenkins, 35, of Brave, Pennsylvania, filed the suite Tuesday in county circuit court seeking $10 million in damages from Chisler Inc. and Eastern Associated Coal Corp.
The lawsuit claims Jenkins' face, neck, arms, torso and legs were severely burned last July after the cigarette ignited methane gas leaking from a pipe underneath the toilet unit.
"When I struck the lighter, the whole thing just detonated -- the whole top blew off," said Jenkins, a methane power plant operator with North West Fuels Development Inc. "I can't tell you if it blew me out the door or if I jumped out."
Bwahahahahaha.The horror! You know, when I was younger I used to be afraid that Ghoulies would eat my ass as I sat on the can. Poor guy. Good thing he's from Brave.
Friday, June 3, 2005 Posted: 10:30 AM EDT (1430 GMT)
MORGANTOWN, West Virginia (AP) -- A man who says he was severely burned when a portable toilet exploded after he sat down and lit a cigarette is suing a general contractor and a coal company, accusing them of negligence.
John Jenkins, 53, and his wife, Ramona Jenkins, 35, of Brave, Pennsylvania, filed the suite Tuesday in county circuit court seeking $10 million in damages from Chisler Inc. and Eastern Associated Coal Corp.
The lawsuit claims Jenkins' face, neck, arms, torso and legs were severely burned last July after the cigarette ignited methane gas leaking from a pipe underneath the toilet unit.
"When I struck the lighter, the whole thing just detonated -- the whole top blew off," said Jenkins, a methane power plant operator with North West Fuels Development Inc. "I can't tell you if it blew me out the door or if I jumped out."
Bwahahahahaha.The horror! You know, when I was younger I used to be afraid that Ghoulies would eat my ass as I sat on the can. Poor guy. Good thing he's from Brave.
Monday, May 30, 2005
the newness ahead
Life is changing. I am moving. Away from this place and all of its history, and the past for better or worse.
It's kind of hard in some ways. I'll miss the view from the kitchen window, and how the sunlight falls through the trees at certain times during the day.
But I am off to better things. New opportunities. A new life.
It's kind of hard in some ways. I'll miss the view from the kitchen window, and how the sunlight falls through the trees at certain times during the day.
But I am off to better things. New opportunities. A new life.
Saturday, April 09, 2005
i RAN AwAY
tO the vacation paradise of downtown Waikiki. I just decided on Friday that I needed to go, get out and away.
I have a lot on my mind, plud my head has been killing me since my rendezvous with the golf ball.That whole situation has me upset. I almost got my eye taken out and all they can give me is 2/3 of my pay as a WAITRESS? Anyne who has ever done it knows that the money comes from the tips, tips that aren't computed in the weekly salary. So I get a $200/wk check. How do people survive on this?
I don't want to whine but if the manager had been doing his job correctly this never would have happened anyway. Unfortunately since the company is under the Federal government's umbrella there is apparently nothing that I can do. I really sympathise with those who have had to go on workman's comp in the past.I had no idea.
I have a lot on my mind, plud my head has been killing me since my rendezvous with the golf ball.That whole situation has me upset. I almost got my eye taken out and all they can give me is 2/3 of my pay as a WAITRESS? Anyne who has ever done it knows that the money comes from the tips, tips that aren't computed in the weekly salary. So I get a $200/wk check. How do people survive on this?
I don't want to whine but if the manager had been doing his job correctly this never would have happened anyway. Unfortunately since the company is under the Federal government's umbrella there is apparently nothing that I can do. I really sympathise with those who have had to go on workman's comp in the past.I had no idea.
Monday, March 28, 2005
JUST WHAT THE WORLD NEEDS
BURBANK, Calif. (AP) -- Serena and Venus Williams will be starring in their version of a tennis reality show.
The sisters' off-court lives -- their family, friends and the glamour of big-time tennis -- will be featured in a six-episode show that is still untitled but set to premiere on ABC Family in July.
Not that I'm not proud of the Williams sisters, but seriously. Take it as my humble opinion but Reality TV is DEAD, I tell you. DEAD!!!
The sisters' off-court lives -- their family, friends and the glamour of big-time tennis -- will be featured in a six-episode show that is still untitled but set to premiere on ABC Family in July.
Not that I'm not proud of the Williams sisters, but seriously. Take it as my humble opinion but Reality TV is DEAD, I tell you. DEAD!!!
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
31 flavors.
I remember my grandfather, who always wanted to take me out for ice cream. I remember him pacing the long wooden boardwalk, watching me play gleefully in the golden California sand as only a child can. 31 flavors. 31 flavors always seemed a world of endless possibility to me. I heard a man was murdered there. A man murdered in a place so full of possibility. How I could never come to terms with that. How sad I was, thinking about him as my sandcastles washed away in the moonlight.
Saturday, March 19, 2005
Monday, March 07, 2005
on the value of a black eye
And blindsided takes on a whole new meaning! So there I was, minding my own business on a sunny Sunday afternoon and out of nowhere comes a golf ball. Well, maybe not nowhere. I was working, if you can call driving a beer cart around a golf course working; when destiny gave me a golf ball. To the face.
I look like Quasimoto on a good day, but you know what? That's ok.
Reality check. Some people are born blind, right? So I guess I shouldn't bitch. In all truth I was lucky, It narrowly missed taking my eye out completely. Plus they gave me a good supply of Vicodin so I'm cherry.
kisses all
I look like Quasimoto on a good day, but you know what? That's ok.
Reality check. Some people are born blind, right? So I guess I shouldn't bitch. In all truth I was lucky, It narrowly missed taking my eye out completely. Plus they gave me a good supply of Vicodin so I'm cherry.
kisses all
Saturday, February 26, 2005
LIFE IS A DANCE
So, here I am hopped up on Thera-flu, Vitamin C, and some Robitussin thrown in for good measure. I'm smoking a Menthol Light deathstick, listening the perpetually velvet throated Patsy Cline and my dear friend Lauren is doing my hair. Strange how these things seem to happen, but I've found myself in a moment. I was reading through CNN and MSNBC, absorbing all of the crazy shit going on in this wonderful world of ours, and a thought struck me. All of this is impermanent. It's all so fluid, so intangible. We live so seriously every day for the most part. There are bills to be paid, relationshps to be maintained, and in some cases children to be reared. Still, I wonder if maybe sometimes we tend to take our lives a little too seriosly in our quest to live life the way we think it should be lived. The way that society dictates, the way our parents taught us to even.
I don't know about you, but sometimes I forget the true nature of this life I've been given. I get so carried away with detail detail details and totally forget that there is more to life.
I am swimming, but what am I swimming to?
Don't get me wrong, I am not saying that we should shirk our responsibilities or ignore what we should be paying attention to. I am just saying that sometimes it pays to step back, take a deep breath, and look at things through the eyes of impermanence.
I don't know about you, but sometimes I forget the true nature of this life I've been given. I get so carried away with detail detail details and totally forget that there is more to life.
I am swimming, but what am I swimming to?
Don't get me wrong, I am not saying that we should shirk our responsibilities or ignore what we should be paying attention to. I am just saying that sometimes it pays to step back, take a deep breath, and look at things through the eyes of impermanence.
Monday, January 31, 2005
By God
Those bitches at Go Fug Yourself have taken it to a whole new level! I would be remiss not to post their new address:www.gofugyourself.com. Game on! Enjoy it, I know I do.
Thursday, January 20, 2005
STFU
Don't you just look at people flapping their mouths sometimes and think "Shut up! Damn, just shut up"! I write this about no one in completely particular, and I do suppose that I am just grousing. I'm in a bitchy mood and I'm going to take it out on you. I got a new job. I'm a WAITRESS. Yes, a waitress. I smile and laugh at jokes that aren't funny by any stretch of the imagination. I take orders. I now know all the ways steak and eggs are served. Medium rare over easy hard well done and burn it if you can, please.
The funny thing is that I like it. I do say this as I ingest my second glass of wine; but I think I really like it. Have you ever seen the Pepsi commercial. A bunch of hip looking people dancing to this song about breaking free. "I want to break free...". Well damn it if that's not how I feel inside.
I want to go dance in public fountains and get out of my car on the freeway and leave it there. I want to dance around like a total moron in a shopping mall while everyone looks on, wondering if I am having a grand mal seizure and need medical attention or if it's a new form of modern dance. I want to walk around with a huge dopey grin on my face and not have anyone ask why I'm so happy. I just am, ok. Shit, lay off!
Where are those people who through the miracle of modern technology, all show up at the same place and do something wierd for about a minute and then run away, back to their normal life. Hawaii could use someting like that. Thw world could use something like that. A happening. Totally innocuous, mindless fun.
Anyway, that's enough out of me.
kisses
The funny thing is that I like it. I do say this as I ingest my second glass of wine; but I think I really like it. Have you ever seen the Pepsi commercial. A bunch of hip looking people dancing to this song about breaking free. "I want to break free...". Well damn it if that's not how I feel inside.
I want to go dance in public fountains and get out of my car on the freeway and leave it there. I want to dance around like a total moron in a shopping mall while everyone looks on, wondering if I am having a grand mal seizure and need medical attention or if it's a new form of modern dance. I want to walk around with a huge dopey grin on my face and not have anyone ask why I'm so happy. I just am, ok. Shit, lay off!
Where are those people who through the miracle of modern technology, all show up at the same place and do something wierd for about a minute and then run away, back to their normal life. Hawaii could use someting like that. Thw world could use something like that. A happening. Totally innocuous, mindless fun.
Anyway, that's enough out of me.
kisses
Monday, January 03, 2005
Happy New Year
BOGOTA, Colombia (AP) -- Suspected Marxist rebels massacred 16 peasants, including women and children, in a remote area in lawless Arauca province, police said Saturday.
"The attack came last Friday less than an hour before the New Year arrived in the village of Puerto San Salvador, 230 miles northeast of Bogota, Arauca police chief Col. Rodrigo Palacio told The Associated Press.
He said the killers, believed to be members of the Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colombia, or FARC, accused the peasants of collaborating with right-wing paramilitary militias. The dead included six men, six women and four children."..........
Could we expect anything less from a group named the FARC??
I made it back from California in good condition. A little hung over but no worse for the wear. By the way, I highly recommend DayQuil or it's cheaper equivalent to combat a hang-over. But you didn't hear that from me cos' I ain't one to gossip.
Gears are turning in this mind of mine. Be back soon.
"The attack came last Friday less than an hour before the New Year arrived in the village of Puerto San Salvador, 230 miles northeast of Bogota, Arauca police chief Col. Rodrigo Palacio told The Associated Press.
He said the killers, believed to be members of the Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colombia, or FARC, accused the peasants of collaborating with right-wing paramilitary militias. The dead included six men, six women and four children."..........
Could we expect anything less from a group named the FARC??
I made it back from California in good condition. A little hung over but no worse for the wear. By the way, I highly recommend DayQuil or it's cheaper equivalent to combat a hang-over. But you didn't hear that from me cos' I ain't one to gossip.
Gears are turning in this mind of mine. Be back soon.
Saturday, December 25, 2004
Thursday, December 16, 2004
No, no, NO!
ST. LOUIS, Missouri (AP) -- The board of a St. Louis charter school on Wednesday placed a principal on leave after he had police handcuff a 5 year old and drive him around the block in a squad car to curb his unruly behavior.
Oh. dear. god.
"Principal Sam Morgan is on leave from Thurgood Marshall Academy pending an investigation into last month's incident, board attorney Wayne Harvey said.Morgan said he had police "put the handcuffs on one arm, put him in the back seat of their car and drive him around a little bit.""
And the police actually did this????? And with no permission slip..... Wonder if THE ENFORCER gave the cops a couple extra bucks to rough the kid up a little. You know, as long as there's no bruises?
There you have it folks, Missouri tax dollars hard at work. Save a criminal, arrest a toddler. Holy fuck.
BE THE COOLEST KID ON YOUR BLOCK, sign up for the official Missouri Squad Car tour.
Think about it, they could generate some serious revenue.
"Morgan added: "This kid is heading for the Department of Corrections at 5. He fights, strikes somebody practically every day on the bus. He's a constant disruption.""
HOW ABOUT SOME COUNSELLING, shithead? You know, maybe a little parent-teacher conference? Who lets these people work with kids?
On second thought, why not just throw the kid in the electric chair now and save some room on Death Row!
Oh. dear. god.
"Principal Sam Morgan is on leave from Thurgood Marshall Academy pending an investigation into last month's incident, board attorney Wayne Harvey said.Morgan said he had police "put the handcuffs on one arm, put him in the back seat of their car and drive him around a little bit.""
And the police actually did this????? And with no permission slip..... Wonder if THE ENFORCER gave the cops a couple extra bucks to rough the kid up a little. You know, as long as there's no bruises?
There you have it folks, Missouri tax dollars hard at work. Save a criminal, arrest a toddler. Holy fuck.
BE THE COOLEST KID ON YOUR BLOCK, sign up for the official Missouri Squad Car tour.
Think about it, they could generate some serious revenue.
"Morgan added: "This kid is heading for the Department of Corrections at 5. He fights, strikes somebody practically every day on the bus. He's a constant disruption.""
HOW ABOUT SOME COUNSELLING, shithead? You know, maybe a little parent-teacher conference? Who lets these people work with kids?
On second thought, why not just throw the kid in the electric chair now and save some room on Death Row!
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