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Sunday, July 5th, 2009
5:34 pm	Writer's Block: Listen to This If any of my friends were to ask me about new music, I would have to recomend One More Girl.  One More Girl is a Canadian  duo composed of country singers Britt and Carly McKillip, who are sisters. They released their debut single "I Can Love Anyone" in 2008. It debuted at #42 on the country singles charts in Canada in December 2008.They followed that with another good single "Misery Loves Company". I really enjoy Britt and Carly's voices. They play well, sing well and just generaly seem to have "IT". You cannot find their debut Album "Big Sky" in the US yet, however you can find it for sale on-line. The girls can also be found on Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, and Youtube. If these girls look familier, it is likely you have seen them on TV as both are good actors as well. Britt most notably played George's little sister Reggie on "dead like me", and Carly for "Alice, I Think" a Canadian program  for The Comedy Channel, and CTV. Britt and Carly have both done a number Voices for animated shows and features, several Guest starring roles each. If you like Country music, or Female vocalists I think you will enjoy One More Girl Current Mood: contemplative (Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 30th, 2009
2:08 am	School My Wifey completes her first semester tomorrow. Good job baby, I am proud of you and I love you. (Comment on this)
Saturday, June 27th, 2009
10:16 pm	Saturday Night... Saturday night and hear we are all together, sort of. Razz crashed out at something like 7:30pm, the girls were zonked by 9, and the boy just fell out about 5 mins. ago.  I really can't blame Razz, between work, school, being sick and her new meds, it is a wonder she isn't sleeping more. I on the other hand am still firmly in the grip of the insomnia I have suffered since childhood. The peaceful night wherein I seldom find peace. When I was a child and I could not sleep, I would go to the kitchen,and look out the window at the lights on the opposing hillside. For hours I would sit there on the counter with my feet in the sink. Staring out at the lights across from me, I'd wonder if this light was the house where KJ got the springer my dad named Ike. Or maybe that light is a house of a friend from school or Cub Scouts. Sometimes I would just wonder if there on that other hill there was someone else looking out at my hillside with similar thoughts and wonders. I have no hillsides to look at here, just the angelic sleeping forms of my wife and children. So now I wonder how many other fathers/husbands are, at this moment, watching thier families sleep. As I do, I go over the days events in my mind. I worry and question myself. Did I miss any opportunities to uplift or encourage them? Will thier dreams be fulfilled? Spammy wants to be a dancer on So You Think You Can Dance, Bernie wants to be an artist, and The Boy,...Um, what was it this weak? Clown ,cowboy, cop, princess(yep, you read that right), robot, ninja, superhero, Pizza delivery guy, all of the above, and/or combination thereof. ninja clown robot, maybe? I can't keep up. What did I teach my children today? Was it enough? It never is. Maybe that is what keeps  me up at night. Current Mood: contemplative (Comment on this)
Friday, June 26th, 2009
1:16 am	MJ It seems like I only do this when I am sad, but I have some things on my mind, and it helps a little to share them with the zero people who read this. For most of the people I know, love him or hate him, Michael Jackson was a part of thier life. He was one of the most recognisable persons in the world. He died today at 3:15pm pst, in a hospital in southern California. For me his music did what good music does, it made me feel. I won't write out that cliche list (It brought me up when I was down...etc), but yes it did do all those things. Even if you hated him, you have to admit, if you're being honest, the man changed pop music forever, he changed dance forever, and he changed music videos forever. Through the pain and sadness I feel over his passing, I also feel the acrid taint of shame. I failed as a fan, no, I failed him as a fan. I thought Chris Crocker was a nut, screaming "leave Brittney alone!"� Who was there to scream "Leave Michael alone", not me. Though I loved his music, and would talk it and him up one on one with anybody, I was a secret MJ fan. It was all the jokes and accusations, I just didn't want to hear them. I did not want to go through defending him and his action to another person who had only listened to half the facts. As far as the accusations go, he could have saved himself a lot of trouble, if he had crushed that first woman who came screaming for money, not justice, when she said he molested her kid. Really?!?!? you� say this guy was touching your kid? and you are not trying to kill him or put him in jail?!?!? you just want some money?!?!?! I gotta tell you if anybody touched one of my kids I'd want blood, not money. The kid was the reason he didn't totally destroy that woman. He knew that the kid would need his mother, and he was a compassionate man. A better man than me, I would have obliterated her. And where were we, his fans? Well if you are anything like me you just didn't talk about him for a while. Instead of hiding my fandom I should have been screaming out from the tiny screens on you tube, "Just leave Michael alone!" Sorry I didn'y have your back mike, I hope you can forgive me. (Comment on this)
Saturday, October 6th, 2007
10:58 pm	Being an avid vidio gamer, comic book reader, sci-fi fan, and Star Trek cast member, Wil Wheaton spends a lot of time at sci-fi and comic, and gaming conventions.  He wrote in an artical, not too long ago, some guidelines for behavior at these cons that can be summed up as just one simple mantra; Don't be a Dick!  As I was reading these guidelines, it struck me that these guideline are not just for geeks.  They are aplickable to nearly every aspect of life.  A,sort of, "All I Needed to Know in Life I Learned From Ubergeek Wil Wheaton".  The wisdom fo the ages, Don't be a dick, and everything will be ok.  Wil's blog, if you are interested is at wilwheaton.typepad.c­om Current Mood: contemplative (Comment on this)
Sunday, September 30th, 2007
4:26 pm	Kids... So my mate and spawn just got back from the groomers, Wifey says,"did you give Daddy his suprise?" Bernie, my oldest(by 15 mins.), then holds out a jar of Planters Dry Roasted Peanuts.  Very proudly proclaiming,"Here's your nuts! In glass... in a jar, a glass jar." Kids are funny, even when they don't know why.   Current Mood: bemused (Comment on this)
Sunday, September 23rd, 2007
3:06 pm	Well, it has been a while but let's see if I can think of any thing to write.  Well, it has been a while but let's see if I can think of any thing to write. In the morning (about 3am) I get up with my wife. I help her get ready for work and, with the kids still sleeping, it is time for just us two. Everyday when it is time for her to go, I walk her out to the driveway or wait in the doorway to see that she gets headed off to work ok. Then I go back inside, turn off the lights, and go back to bed. As I lie there alone in our bed, holding her pillows to my face and chest. I try to ward off the crushing lonelyness, with little success, as her now cold pillows are a poor substitue for her soft warm skin against mine. This whisper of the spinning ceiling fan mocks the memory of her heartbeat and lullaby rythum of her beathing. And the faint hint of her scent that clings to her pillow jus makes me long to press my face into her hair. Body and soul, I ache for her touch. Sometimes even when she is only across the room. Current Mood: calm (Comment on this)
Friday, April 28th, 2006
1:40 am	A belly full of beer, an' a possum in a sack... OR got nuthin left for me an' mine, I'm going home. Sacramento. I never feel quite right anywhere else. After Sept. I am going back Current Mood: contemplative (Comment on this)
Monday, August 1st, 2005
4:48 pm	Summertime and tha livin's easy... Yesterday was great. we got up early and went down to the park. It was a sunny morning well before the heat of the day began. The kids were eager to get to it so Razz and I set up the kites as quickly as we could. In all this was a rather disappointing part of our day, there was too little wind. We decided to pack it up and head off to a local festival. The festival was on it's last day, so most of the vendors didn't bother to show up. Disappointed, we headed to a local fountain where they let kids play. It is one of those where the water shoots straight up from the flat pavement. Razz and the kids had a great time and me not being so big on the public wetness, enjoyed watching my little family frolic in the water, like happy river spirits. So after two strikes we hit a homer on the third swing. Yay team us!! Today, we had family lazy day. Nothing on the schedule, no obligations ...until. Sis-in-law calls asking could we watch some of her many youngin's so she can take one to the doc office. Well ok, after all it is just for a couple of hours. Four hours later. Where could she be? No word. No call. Nothing. This is indicative of the treatment Razz receives from her family on a daily basis. But She has an amazing capacity for forgiveness. See they think they are taking advantage of her, but you cannot take advantage of somebody as generous as her. She does it all out of love, even for those @$$#*!&$. I have so much to learn from her. Current Mood: good (Comment on this)
Saturday, July 16th, 2005
11:57 am	Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter. I am never 100% sure of anything. Who is? I look at my son and see so much joy, his sisters were already trying to be sneaky at 3yo. He is so open, often telling the plain truth even if he Knows he will be in trouble for it. I envy him in that, he comes by naturally what i have worked so hard to gain. And maintain. I don't think I was ever the "typical" boy, and I worried that he would be odd as well. I needed not worry, he is perfect in his boyness. He hits his sisters,is too aggressive with the cats, is so very preoccupied with anybody with superpowers, and anything with a motor. He fills his time wrestling, or playing with his cars or planes. when he is not playing with the toilet, toilet brush, or plunger. several times a day, I find myself mentally quoting Hank Hill,"That boy ain't right" But I know that he is, just like the sinking suspicion that the twins are going to be all girly girls no matter how tuff I try to make them. Well at least they are smart. Nobody likes a slow witted girly-girl, except those who wish to take advantage of them. I have many hopes and wishes for my children, and foremost is that they will find in life only the things and people that make them happy. Current Mood: amused (Comment on this)
Sunday, July 10th, 2005
4:13 pm	nothing realy matters... I could wish for a lot of things right now. Wishing has never realy done it for me though. So, now I can try to get the things I want, or decide that I don't realy want them. There has been a lot of pushining the boulder up the hill, only to lose it inches from the top and have to start over. Let me just say that the health care at my work is a joke, completely useless to people in our situation. In order to feed my family, I have to set the paqyrole dedution for health insurence at the minimum, and that sets the deducable at it's highest. The problem is that the first time i have used it since my son was born, and i am paying all out of pocket. I am so frustated and angry, I have dumped thousands of dollar into this and got nothing in return, NOTHING! My son broke his leg and the $900+ ER bill is coming out of my pocket, except I. DON'T. HAVE. $1000. IN. MY. POCKET! where the hell did all that money go? I've been with this compny coming up on five years, most of which I have been paying into these a-holes and getting nothing back. I mean if I have already paid between five and ten thousand bucks to them why do I still have a deductible? And why should it be more than $50 or $100? Wile we were getting his cast put on one of the PAs said,"At least you have insurance to cover this." HA! Anyway, the fury is cooling just wanted to get that of my chest. Current Mood: angry (Comment on this)
Tuesday, May 3rd, 2005
7:41 pm	Ah, Date Night! You Singles out there don't *really* appreciate or value Dating, and I'll tell you why. You see dating as a means to an end, and not something to hold in it's own right. It is like the saying 'Youth is Wasted on the Young', Dating is so often wasted on the single. My wife, Razz, and I have , like so many other couples these days, Date nights. If you don't know, Date Night has a few simple rules; 1) Don't talk about Date Night, No really, if the kids hear you are going to the movies Project: Grown-up Movie, gets dumped down the porcelain round file. 2) don't talk about the kids or house or bills. See how simple that is? So, Sunday. Date Night. Plan; Dump kids w/ responsible 3rd party, Movie, Dinner, then home to bed or... *whatever*. Oh, cruel Fate, how oft thou interfearest w/ the plans of men. Reality; Responsible 3rd party...unavailable, Last min. sub Razz's g-ma w/ whom kids overnight=not an option, also I lost track of time, and it being my day off had not even changed out of me PJs at ten 'til we were s'posed to ditch kids and hit the movie house. So, I go into Super Sparky mode and, in the time it takes Razz to lode the kids in the van, I; put in contacts, shave, shower, brush teeth and hair, and change into appropriate Date Night attire. And off we went to lose the kids, then giddy w/ kid-free-edness, on to the movie. We saw Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy...!!!LOVED IT!!!, so did Razz. Next, on to dinner,where we acted like Jr high crushers, we talked and laughed and teased the wait-staff and flirted w/ eachother. It was awesome! I love Razz everyday, and it is somehow aplified on Date Night. It is hard, ya know? The day to day, forever in danger of letting "I love you" turn into something we "just say". We already cut out all of that," you too," crap. You know how one of you says I love you and the autonomic responce u2 or luv u2 just falls out of the other persons mouth, no thought, just autopilot. We decided not to do that any more. See, I figure in that split second it takes to actualy respond with the full I love you and not u2 , luv u2, or even i luv u 2, you are stating something and not just recipricating thier statment. That is what bothers me, if you say i luv u 2, all you are realy saying is that you might not have said it if they had not said it first. And that SUX!!! In summation; don't take dating for granted, things rarely go as planned, Do see hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, and Say,"I love you", not,"I love you, too". Current Mood: loved (Comment on this)
Monday, May 2nd, 2005
5:57 am	1. What's the first movie you ever remember seeing? Wow, that does take me waaaaaaaaaaaay back. It was this great movie called 'If You Could See What I Hear'. It was about this blind guy. Incidentaly he went on to teach Ben Afleck to act like a blind guy in Daredevil 2. what's the worst lie you ever put on a job application? To the best of my memory, I do not think I have ever lied on an app. 3. Would you rather have the ability to turn into a female version of yourself, or be ten years younger with all of your current knowledge? Female ver. of me... 4. If you had to have one, would you rather have a hamster or a tortoise? tortoise, definately, and without question 5. If your best friend told you that they were really an alien, what proof would you require before believing them? From my BEST friend, nothing Rules: 1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me." 2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions. 3. You will post the answers to the questions (and the questions themselves) on your journal. 4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post. (or a separate post, but not too long after. Be honest here, people!) 5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. Current Mood: okay (Comment on this)
Sunday, May 1st, 2005
3:25 pm	Your brain: 140% interpersonal, 100% visual, 80% verbal, and 80% mathematical! Congratulations on being 400% smart! Actually, on my test, everyone is. The above score breaks down what kind of thinking you most enjoy doing. A score above 100% means you use that kind of thinking more than average, and a score below 100% means you use it less. It says nothing about how good you are at any one, just how interested you are in each, relatively. A substantial difference in scores between two people means, conclusively, that they are different kinds of thinkers. Matching Summary: Each of us has different tastes. Still, I offer the following advice, which I think is obvious: Don't date someone if your interpersonal percentages differ by more than 80%. Don't be friends with someone if your verbal percentages differ by more than 100%. Don't have sex with someone if their math percentage is over 200%. My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 95% on interpersonal You scored higher than 67% on visual You scored higher than 74% on verbal You scored higher than 62% on mathematical Link: The 4-Variable IQ Test written by chriscoyne on Ok Cupid Current Mood: restless (Comment on this)
Monday, April 25th, 2005
9:44 pm	It's funny... I just found out some rather intimate info on a relitive online tonight, yup, on...line. this person is family! Well if I am finding these things out over the 'net, I am not paying enough attention to my family. GRRRR! In my youth the greatest thing in the world to me was my family. Tho my parents were no longer together the vast majority of thier families all lived within the same county. They were Always there, always. Then one by one they began to pull my world apart. I don't blame them, they were doing just as I would in turn do years later. but at the time it was nohing short of devistating. I missed them teribly, and I still do. I find it to be a little bit worse, now as I had tried to replace them with friends, who also in thier time left me behind, or were left behind by me. I must admit I am now a little skittish about make a connection with any one as the pain of parting, hovers over me always. Of all the pains I have felt in my life that is the one that cuts deepest. The Baboo's birthday is tommorow. That is my son, and he is a good boy. I know it is corny to say, but I see in him all th potential in the world. I look at him there watching a movie, clapping at the end, and hope. I hope he has a famly of his own someday. I hope he is more able to show his feelings to his loved ones. I hope most of all that it does not take him 25 yrs. to realize that happiness is more important than neerly anything else. My little man is growing up, He will be three years old, and we can finnaly stop counting his age in months. Although I have decided to staet counting my age in months, I'm 367 months old. Well, it is late, gotta work tomorrow time to put me and the kids to bed G'nite Current Mood: hopeful (Comment on this)
Tuesday, April 5th, 2005
9:06 pm	Grrr... It is late. Later than I should be up. The kids should have been to bed hours ago, but they are cleaning thier room. Well Razz is making/helping them. She was kinda proud to have all of the laundry caught up, no small thing in a household of five. Then she found the kids' room in total disarray. We have no way of knowing if the clothes on the floor are clean or not, so into the hamper it goes. She is raely into it now, Barking commands, like a cap'n on deck. She is angry, and I don't blame her. Our kids are in trouble, see, they know what to do, and can do it. It is thier choosing not to that makes Mom mad, and I get to be the bad guy. By the time our disapinary systen rolls around to any physical punishment, she can't do it because she is upset. We don't let each other punish the kids when we are upset, so I step in calm, and dole out the swats, one for each year old. It is nessasary, but unfortunate, and now I have to go to bed with that being the last ineraction with one of my babies. And thelast thing for her tonight is swats from Dad. That sucks. That's life. Sometimes life sucks. Current Mood: disappointed (Comment on this)
8:40 pm	To all the pets I've loved before... it has been a few weeks and it has taken a kind of toll on me the mrs. is looking for work and since we have a dial-up I have to wait til after business hours to get on the net lest we miss a call for an interview or the like, so wish her luck, and our wishes will be for your good fortune speaking of well wishes, I was reading Wil Wheaton's blog and he has had to make the very difficult decision to euthinise a beloved pet, and I envy him in a small way. See, while I understand how hard it is to give up on a pet for health reasons, I have never been finantialy able to see a vet, we have to scrap to take the kids on doctor visits so spending the kind of money on a pet no matter how loved is out of the question. Fortunately our pets have rarely had health issues which require vet visits, and so have seldom had to deal with this particular hard ship. When a pet did fall ill it was hard for me to watch him die, all I could do for Mr. Biglesworth was make him as comfortable as possible and pray for the miraculous recovery I knew would not come. As hard as it would have been, I would have chose to have him put down, if we'd had the money. I would have taken him to the vet at the first sign of trouble. We loved him,and we had to watch him die. Some people think it is easier with so called disposable pets i.e. fish, rodents, reptiles, and hermit crabs, but in my experience it is not. I cried when my four year old oscar,Usul, died for no apparent reason, worried and sweated as my hermit crab, Fatboy, molted for the first time (a particularly vulnerable time for hermit crabs). Pets are an investment in love, care, and nurturing. Happy health pets are the return on that investment. So, Wil, if your out there, take comfort if you can in knowing that the vet visits and having the ability to put your cat down are more than some of us are able to do for our pets. blessings on you, Wil, for the mercy you give to Felix. This entry is sadly dedicated to all of the pets I have lost to death or in other ways, there have been many here are the ones I can remember; Rontu(dog), Squeaker(cat), Spunky(cat), Azure(cat), Spot(cat), Sydnie(cat), Sleeper(cat), Ike(dog), Rags(dog), Twerp(cat), Maj. Carter(cat), Winter(cat), Mr. Biglesworth(cat), Lil(cat), Goat(cat), Shadow(cat), Usul(fish), Whitey(fish), Hagrid(cat), Thor(hermit crab), and Chewie(hermit crab). Current Mood: gloomy (Comment on this)
Thursday, March 17th, 2005
5:16 pm	Somebody thinks I'm cool ! So, here's this guy, Derek, and he had the coolest site on the web. It was the Wal-mart recipt site, that 's right, just a site full of his recipts from w-m. People could see what he bought and comment on it. It was cool and it led me to discover that he had lots of sites with othr cool stuff. For example, http://www.blacksunn.net/11111001111/ is his weblog, this is where I found links to Wil Wheaton dot net, and other friendly blogs, then there is http://www.blacksunn.net/iam/ Where you can tell the world just who, what, where, how, or possibly why you are. oh, and on http://www.thriftshopvoices.com/ you can hear little slices of random peoples lives as D plays snippits from tapes he picks up at thriftshops. Man if I had more time I would tell you all about his coolness, but the coolest thing is that while reading his blog today I found that it had a link back here to my humble LJ, yay me! Yay D! Yay St. Pat's Day!! ^_^So go check out DE's sites, and I hope You like them as much as I do. Current Mood: touched (Comment on this)
Thursday, March 10th, 2005
7:39 pm	Stuff that fell out of my head... Strange how much like my dad I am. I had hoped to escape his shadow, and, be my own, individual, self. It seems I have failed in this to some degeree. So often I find myself doing something the way he would, or relating to others with his same manner. It's friggin' irritating, yup. What's worse is it is the same for me Mum. Here I am all grown up, children of my own, and I'm not more than a blend of Mum an Dad. Well not just that, I guess. I have figured some things out for myself, so I'm not a total Waste. Is it just me, or have parental expectations been in steady decline? People keep telling me that it is too much to expect of my kids that they clean thier room when asked. The twins are 4yo and he boy is 2, almost 3. I guess I'm just tired of people bugging me about how to raise my children. Not all of the advice is bad just, I wish folk would see if it would be welcome befor dispencing it. Gah! I love riding my bike. Given a choise and equitable conditions, I'll choose the bike. However, due to a lack of equitable conditions, and then lack of a bicycle, I have not ridden in some time. Then the tax return, just enough left after the bills to get a bike. Yay, Me! That said I had decided to ride to and from work, weather pemitting. Well, the weather was permitting, so to and fro on the bike for me. God I've gotten fat, and out of shape. I survived, so again tomorrow I'll to and fro, and thereafter. I am will power, but you can call me Will. -_^ Have you ever been trapped in a place you love, with people you just despise? My work has turned into a high school drama. I have decided today that I'll no longer participate in this. If I want high school drama I'll rent 90210. There is nothing more satisfying than a job well done. Unless you are me and never view the job as well done however good it got did. Nobody is reading this so why should I bother w/ spel chekkr? I would go back ten years and fix it all if I could. OK that is all, brain's empty now, as it should be. Current Mood: satisfied (Comment on this)
Saturday, March 5th, 2005
5:14 pm	Kill,Kill,Kill.... Such abad day at work, if I had tomorrow off I'd be Drunk by now. Current Mood: cranky (Comment on this)