Friday, March 31, 2006


Can't seem to get a smile on my face. This year just seems determined to suck the life out of me. Everytime I try and cheer up something else happens. I just can't win. Can we just fast forward to 2007 already?

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Todays Standings

Today I am:
The Tumble and roll champion
2nd place winner of the backwards dizzy run
Assistant commander of the Lego army
Runner up of the stuffed animal lasso games
Winner of the water wars
The voice of Skeletor
Generalmisso of the bookmaze builders
Domino expert
Giant sock monster of Doom
Master of the Lizard kiss
Burper extrodinare
3rd Master of freeze tag
Amazingly Great egg juggler
and also one very tired Uncle. Sometimes it does a world of good to go play with the Nephews and Neice. Now if you'll excuse me I need to go fall down. I'm so getting old. Heh.

Oh, and Lone- the reason I never answered the job question is because I'm not sure myself. I'm looking in retail and have done several differant jobs in my life, but am kinda playing it by ear as to what I'm looking for. Mostly anything that doesn't include clothes or commison pay. I'm even looking into night time security at some places. It just depends on what I can find in the area.

Friday, March 24, 2006


I'm coming undone
I'm coming undone
Too late
I'm coming undone
What looks so strong
So delicate
I'm starting to suffocate
And soon I anticipate
I'm coming undone
What looks so strong
So delicate
Korn 'Coming Undone'
Just some random thoughts.
News in the paper says someone desicrated some old graves. They stole civil war memorial signs from a graveyard and tore up flags as well as knocking over some headstones.
Crap like this pisses me off. There are certain things in life that really get me mad, and this is on the list. Growing up I spent some of my best days hanging out in graveyards. they were quiet, no one bothered you there, and you could feel the touch of past ages there. The idea that some freaking loser would go in and purposfully destroy things in a graveyeard make me hope they catch syphilis and slowly rot to death. People suck.
I'm trying to space out my picture postings. I've had quite a few friends give me the go-ahead to use picts of them (actually only one married couple said no so far, which is what I thought most would do). So while I do have quite a list of picts to put up I don't want to make it just a whole bunch of photos back to back.
Oh and on that note, BS I was planning to do one of you next, but I have a theme of putting up ones with me and the person in them and the only one I've found so far of the 2 of us was from that long lost party we went to in collage and in the pic it looks like I'm trying to stick my tongue down your cleavage, so I figured I'd keep looking for another one. If you have any of the 2 of us please e-mail it to me. I love and miss you.
The job hunt continues, and it goes slowly. Never thought I'd miss working, but sitting around all day just sucks the life out of you. No money to do much, and all my friends are at work. I'm not the TV type which does leave a lot of time to fill between interviews. Theres just so many times you can look through the classifieds.
I had sent out a group e-mail survey, and to my suprise the first person I got it back from was Heaven. I just don't get it. She doesn't seem to want to talk to me, she returns none of my e-mails, yet just when I'm ready to give up she does something like this. To hell with all the baggage, I just miss my friend. Maybe she just needs time to remember that before anything else we were close friends.
Oh, and Jay my old blog friend, you'd have no fear when it came to height. I have had very few friends my size, even UG is shorter, I'm just hunkered down in the picture. Actually, most of my friends are quite shorter than me, closest I've ever come to people my height was either Ogre (6'3") for men or the Demon (6') for women. Maybe someday we'll get the chance to talk face to face and you'll find that if we sit down neither of us will need get a sore neck.
Not that anyone else probably cares, but for the first time in years I'm not looking forward to Wrestlemania. Talk about a lackluster line-up. To have the majority of the talent in the business and this is the best they can do for thier biggest show of the year? Sad.
Finally shaking that dang cold. Now if I could just lose this cough.
Anyone out there have any info on the disease Fiber Mongolia (yeah thats spelled wrong but I can't pronounce it right much less spell it. If you know the disease this'll be close enough) or Lupis (isn't that a wolf in latin?)? My friend KellsBells has been diagnoised with both and I would just like to know what the hell they mean. She seems so dang worn out and out of it it just breaks my heart.
Useless knowledge for the day: Rubies are in reality just red sapphires.
Useless knowledge for the day 2: the reason Tomatoes are considered vegetables is because the Government changed thier designation because vegtables were taxed and fruits wern't.
Hope everyones doing great, Peace

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

These are the people in my neighborhood: Ug

He calls himself the Eventual Dream on his blog, he's been known to answer the phone as Satan, but to me he's always been Ug. Despit the gruff exterior he is a superb singer and a pretty good poet too. He is a giant teddy bear to his kids, as well as a great climbing mountain.
I first met Ug while working at a comic store back in 1993. He ended up working there with me and we somehow became friends. He was the first person I'd known with longer hair then me (although he is bald these days). We spent many nights drinking and playing Magic the Gathering (hey Ug, oi oi oi!). He even ended up living at my house for about 8 months (I think) and at one point set me up on a blind date with his future wifes best friend Rie, who ended up being my girlfriends for about 2 years. He now lives in the arctic regions of Maine, and considering how he hated the cold I still can't figure that one out. Although we don't keep in touch as much as we once I will always consider him a good friend and hope someday his path will lead him back down the coast. If nothing else he needs to come back to get some more Foxon Park cola. (For those who don't know Foxon Park is a local soda in the C.T. New Haven area. You can find thier soda at just about every pizza place around New Haven. Ug used to work for them and when I helped move him out of one of his appartments we found aprox. 200 empty bottles of thier soda in the apt. Yeah, he can be a slob sometimes.) Despit several health problems that have slowed him down the past few years he can still blow the roof off any kereoke bar with his singing of any Meatloaf song. He was one of the first people to say yes to me posting thier pictures on here so I figured I'd introduce you all to him. He does blog about once every year so if you feel like reading his poems hit the link on my side post. Here's to you Ug, hope to get to see you in person again someday, but until then drop a line and let me know how your doing. Peace

Sunday, March 19, 2006

7 songs

The Lone Rangers tagged me recently with top seven songs.
List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your blog along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to.

1) Mark Bruossard - Home (I love this one too Lone)
2) Bare Naked Ladies- Tonight is the Night I fell Asleep at the Wheel
3) Billy Joel- Lullabye (Goodnight my Angel)
4) Jack Johnson- Breakdown (introduced to me by Mom Thats Nuts)
5) Metallica- Fade to Black
6) Jethro Tull- Wond'ring Again
7) Beatles- All You Need Is Love

So hard to choose from so many. BM would complain I have too many "hippy" song on here and would be mad I didn't include Toxic Waltz, but I only have 7 spaces.
So as for 7 people lets see:
1. Joy
2. Beconing Chasm
3. Mooker
4. Neverending Rainbow
5. Alekx&Burfica (since they're sisters I'll cheat and put them in one slot)
6. Mom Thats Nuts
7. Ug (if he ever actually reads this)

Saturday, March 18, 2006

Stop the Earth, I want to get off.....

I'm half asleep so forgive me if my math is wrong. Lets see:
33 years
365 days in a year
8 leap years
24 hours in a day
Earth rotates aprox. 900 miles an hour

so I've traveled aproximatly 260,344,800 miles in my lifetime in a big circle.
No wonder I feel a bit dizzy this morning.

Friday, March 17, 2006

When Irish eyes are smiling.....

They say mother earth is breathing
With each wave that finds the shore
Her soul rises in the evening
For to open twilights door
Her eyes are the stars in heaven
Watching o'er us all the while
And her heart it is in Ireland
Deep within the Emerald Isle.

We are forty against hundreds
In someone elses bloody war
We know not why we're fighting
Or what we're dying for

They will storm us in the morning
When the sunlight turns to sky
Death is waiting for its dance now
Fate has sentenced us to die.

Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone.
I am reaching out won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland.

Oh the captain he lay bleeding
I can hear him calling me
These men are yours now for the leading
Show them to their destiny
And as I look up all around me
I see the ragged tired and torn
I tell them to make ready
'Cause we're not waiting for the morn.

Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone.
I am reaching out won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland.

Now the fog is deep and heavy
As we forge the dark and fear
We can hear their horses breathing
As in silence we draw near
There are no words to be spoken
Just a look to say good-bye
I draw a breath and the night is broken
As I scream our battle cry.

Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone.
I am reaching out won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland.
Yes I am home Ireland

We Were Forty Against Hundreds.....

"Ireland" Garth Brooks

Hope everyone has a great St. Patty's Day. I remember a friend of mine from work once telling me that St. Patty's Day isn't about being Irish, it's about looking at the world the way the Irish do, at the beauty and wonder of every day and everything. Or maybe about drinking beer. He wasn't quite sure. Maybe we should ask Kerry.....

Monday, March 13, 2006


Well, today starts my countdown to crap. I would have had to have started a job today in order to have had a chance to make enough to cover the bills that will be coming in April. Which means that unless a miracle happens then April 8th will mark the first time I've ever been late on my payments. Which wouldn't be so bad if there wasn't so many to be late on at the same time. I don't even have insurance through my job anymore so driving my car into a tree is even out (just mostly kidding). I'm totally out of ideas and getting to that point where I'm going t just say screwit and stop caring out of frustration (at least I wish I could do that, I've never been that good at giving up.). So if any of you are the praying type any help would be apreciated. Thanks.

Friday, March 10, 2006

Back to scratch

Well, the job I had lined up for April fell through. So I'm back to square one. Money is running low and so am I. This so sucks. Oh well, I'll figure something out. Maybe I'll finally get off my a** and see about selling stuff on E-bay just so I have some money coming in.
Babushka's sick. She spent the night and all she did was cough. I made more tea yesterday than I have in years. I hate when she's sick. Nothing like having a pair of boobs in your face and not being able to play with them.
I need to find time to post more picts. I've been e-mailing people to get approval and so far no ones turned it down, although Isis said I could post her but not the kids, so no picts of my Ant for now. I also told people if I didn't hear back from them then I'd assume they don't care and I can post. Either that'll get a few of them to write me for the first time in a long time, or I'll at least get to put up pictures of them. Heh. I love a win-win situation.
Hope evryones doing good.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006


You know, I don't watch much TV. But being unemployed gives you a lot of time to do things you don't normally do. So now that I have more time to sit in front of the Tv I find I have rediscovered some of my old favorites. Such as MASH. I forgot how much fun this show was. It could be anywhere from funny to serious to sad. I so used to love this show. Hawkeye, Hot Lips, Radar, Max Klinger, Charles Winchester, Frank Burns, Henry Blake, Col. Potter, Trapper John, Sidney, Sgt. Rizzo, Father Mulcahy, B.J. Hunnicut, and Chef Igor. It is just one of the best shows that has ever been on TV. It lasted 9 years, 3X longer than the war it portrayed. Not all the charecters got to go home either, who can forget the loss of Henry Blake? In order to try and get the most emotion they could the dirctors didn't tell the cast that they were going to kill him off. They had them all set up for one last shot after the episode was done and handed Radar a piece of paper and told him to walk in and read it, just so they could get the actors real reactions.
But MASH is also one of those rare shows that did get to have an actually ending. The 2 hour final was both touching and heart reanding. So if you have free time during your day, or at night, make sure you try and catch a few episodes of this show. Unlike many of the shows of today you end up really caring about the charecters, watching the hell they go through along with thier little victories.

Saturday, March 04, 2006

Almost Dead

Ok, ever done something stupid without realizing it? Well, I just scared the hell out of myself. I had gone out to the bank to deposit a check from my Cuz who owed me a bit of money. I come home and pull into the garage, shutting the door. As I'm sitting there just about to turn off the car the radio starts to play "Wild Horses" by the Rolling Stones. So I lean back and listen to the song, singing along with it. As it ends they follow up with "Ramble On" by Led Zepplin, and who can really turn that song off. Then they play "Old LA Tonight" by Ozzy, and it's half way through that song that part of my brain kicks in and informs me that I'm almost totally asleep sitting in a closed garage with a car thats been running for almost 10 min. I force my eyes open, sitting up and realize the place stinks of fumes and it's hard to breath. I reach out, turn off the car, hit the garage door opener, and get out of the car. My head is now pounding, my stomach is slightly sick, and I have a strange feeling I just came close to sleeping away to the radio for good.

Ok, maybe the stress/depression/agrivation is getting to me more than I'd like to admit or show. But if I'm going to die it will not be to Ozzie Osburne, no matter how much I like his music. He hasn't really been the same since Randy died anyways.

I think I need to find a job soon. Too much free time is not good for me.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

These are the people in my neighborhood: Midget

This picture was taken last year at or friend Clapton's wedding. I first met Midget in collage, we made quite the pair roaming around. Several people would comment to the fact that we looked like a mad scientest and his monster. I've had the pleasure of watching him go from a young man with little direction to a man who has his life pretty well together. He is engaged to Amazonia (who's picture I may put up in a latter post if he can control his jealous streak), manages a store, and can't seem to keep a car on the road (sorry Midget). Despite a few years between leaving collage and when we saw each other again he has been one of the constants in my life. While we don't get to see each other as much as we would like we still get together for dinner when we can and I am slated to be in his wedding party. He does sometimes comment on my blog, and will probably be here to stare lovingly at himself once he knows the pict is up (kidding). He is one my my few friends who if I don't get a chance to call him for a bit will actually call me to make sure everythings ok. He is a very talented artist who unfortunatly has never followed through with it. He is a comic collector like myself, and we have had several total geek conversations about comics over the years. We also have a history of playing D&D type games, a pastime that time doesn't allow these days. But no matter how much time may pass between visits we both know that as time moves on we will always stay in touch.