First I want to give a shout out for my friend, Matt's blog
http://myregisblog.blogspot.com
If you know about Mormon culture then you should be able to understand it.
I currently have 2 blogs.
1: My at work blog, where I put things I think are interesting while I am "working"
http://notourways.blogspot.com/
2: My other blog that is private, it is a work in progress so don't feel bad that you aren't invited. Nobody is yet. This will probably become my real blog once I feel like putting any real work into it.
http://voxexpavesco.blogspot.com/
3: Last is the blog that hasn't been made at all yet. I planned to make a blog with Garrett of all the resteraunts in the areas near thanksgiving points and stretching outwards. The idea was that we would go to a different place every day for lunch and rate them, etc... it was a good idea since we had paid lunches (um... we were done with our work, that means we get to take a paid lunch, right?)
Then we got laid off with 1/3 of the company... so... that plan got foiled. But I still think it is a good idea, I might have to be rich first.
Final note, this blog is still dead.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Blog Closed
I am done with this blog, and have decided to start another.
A couple, actually.
I will probably be starting a new one some day for stories about whatever is going on with me at that particular time.
Why start a new blog? I dunno, it just seems like what I would like to do.
The one that is currently active is about stupid people who email or call into the place I work, so it is not that great right now. Just funny for me, and my fellow co-workers.
If I ever get the desire to finish describing my Bnrooo experience I will make sure to post something here, but... That may never happen.
Feel free to remove this blog from any listings you may have entered it into.
I will post here if I do make any other blogs... Um...
That is all.
A couple, actually.
I will probably be starting a new one some day for stories about whatever is going on with me at that particular time.
Why start a new blog? I dunno, it just seems like what I would like to do.
The one that is currently active is about stupid people who email or call into the place I work, so it is not that great right now. Just funny for me, and my fellow co-workers.
If I ever get the desire to finish describing my Bnrooo experience I will make sure to post something here, but... That may never happen.
Feel free to remove this blog from any listings you may have entered it into.
I will post here if I do make any other blogs... Um...
That is all.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Things to come.
Well I have written enough for one day, so say we all. (See the 3 posts below this one)
Here is a preview of some of the things I will talk about once I get to writing more (anywhere from 1 day to 2 months from now)
Iron & Wine
Sam Beam, what a guy.
I miss what may have been the best part of the entire festival (My Morning Jacket) because I wasted my energy at Metallica's set.
Looks like somebody was willing to make the sacrifice for both.
And Last but don't let him know that...
Kanye... Good morning, no look... it is morning already.
Here is a preview of some of the things I will talk about once I get to writing more (anywhere from 1 day to 2 months from now)
Iron & Wine
Sam Beam, what a guy.
I miss what may have been the best part of the entire festival (My Morning Jacket) because I wasted my energy at Metallica's set.
Looks like somebody was willing to make the sacrifice for both.
And Last but don't let him know that...
Kanye... Good morning, no look... it is morning already.
Bonnarood part third
Thursday.
We wake up around 4-5 in the morning, stow some of the gear we got out to sleep, and head over to the festival.
I think the timing was just right as we beat the BIG rush of people whose cars I believe were lined up on the side of the interstate. We left most of the drinks in a spare refrigerator at the manchester family's home and brought enough for about the first day. The car was a little less full since Chelsea left most of her stuff at the house.
We slowly follow the lines of cars as they filter through the entrances to be searched for contra-ban and the like. no hitches so far, nice. We get to the camping area and see all of the cars being directed to line up and set up their camp. We ask one of the volunteers what we should do if we want to do day-camping so that Chelsea can use the car. "Oh, just over there is fine." We head over to where all of the cars are parking/camping. I pull towards our designated space and start putting the pieces together. We have about 4 feet on either side of the car... 1 foot behind the car between us and another car, and a tent place in front of us... there is now way to get the car out of here without running over a bunch of hippies... ... ... I think... ... ... I think we are stuck. "Hey guys..." ... ... .... ...
Brandon goes with Chelsea to talk to some people about what we are supposed to do, but it is REALLY really too late... there are already 2 rows of cars behind us, 4 rows ahead of us, and 20-50 cars in either direction to the sides... we are stuck.
Looks like Chealsea's mom was right to be worried about her getting totally screwed.
Both Zach and I get out of the car, look at each other and shake our heads. Unless Brandon comes back with a crane the car isn't going going anywhere for 4 days.
We start setting camp knowing that the other two are going to come back pretty upset, but at this point there is absolutely nothing we can do about it. We get the tent set up when chelsea and brandon get back and surprise, they are upset. I can't blame them. We talk about it for a while and I am just waiting for it to set in that we can't do anything about it so let's just go forward from here with plan B. Everybody sleeps at the campsite and we try not to take advantage of poor Chelsea.
As we finish setting camp we can feel that it is going to be a hot, hot week.
Hot.
We talk to a couple people in the camps near us, just to be neighborly. We have come from further than anybody we have met so far.
um... we eventually head over to the festival's event entrance.
There are about 10 people waiting there, since there isn't much more to do.
we stay there for about 20 minutes and decide to walk around some more.
We walk around some more.
Time-warp!-> -> ->
It is time for them to open the entrance. Nice.
They open it up and there are more than 10 people waiting. It takes about 45 minutes to get from the point where we are standing in the picture to the archway/entrance.
There aren't as many things going on thursday, so we kind of walk around the place just chekcing out the various wares and boothes that are set up. I find the sweet spot of the entire place, The semi-airconditioned movie tent.
I am still feeling from the two days of driving that should have been 1 day of driving and 1 day of rest. This causes me to lose interest in all of the bands that I have never heard of (Backdoor slam, MGMT, The Sword) and spend a couple hours watching movie shorts that are pretty much boring. Yes, the earth doesn't do well when we abuse it... we get it already.
Brandon and Chelsea leave to see MGMT, I think, while Zach and I get ahold of passes to see the comedians of that day (Mike Birbiglia, Janeane Geraffalo, and Leo Allan).
As we wait int he line for the funny show, we are offered our first pipe of the festival. We are the only uncool people and pass... we are so lame.
Looking back I wish I could have had some for the third part of the show.
Leo was first, he was fairly funny but had some timing problems and I didn't feel like a very good continuity.Not much to talk about really... he had some really good punchlines and was fun to listen to... just not amazing.
Here we have me and Zach having a laff.
Mike Birbiglia (Whom I had never heard of before) was HIGH-larious! This guy is funny. Everybody was having a great time and he made a great impression on me.
Then Came out the star, Janeane... Oh lord, she isn't being funny at all? Everybody is still riding on the jollies from Mike B, and staring at her waiting for some punchlines... or something. Are these inside jokes, because they don't really sound like any kind of jokes. She jogs around the audience, maybe to try to wake herself up... it was pretty sad... nobody was laughing and there was a constant trickle/flow of people leaving... she was bad and she knew it.
C'mon Jeneane! just make fun of George bush and you'll be fine!! I wished I wished... she just rambled about random subjects from pain medication to having sex with a mentally retarded fireman...
At least it was out of the sun.
After the show we leave and get some lunch. Everywhere we go, if you stop and wait in a line you end up talking to everybody around you. There was a really, really friendly attitude during the entire festival. I can't remember seeing any sort of violence other than at the Kanye event (which I will cover later).
A lot of really cool people, as I expected, who were just excited to see a lot of really great performances. This energized me quite a bit and I felt like trying out some new band I hadn't heard of.. But then I ended up here.
Make new friends, but keep the old...
Walked around for a while longer listening to a single song here and there, but nothing special to report so far.
next thing you know it is getting dark, so walk back to the campsite to see if we can't link back up with brandon and chelsea.
We find them and head back to the events to see some sort of goth group, "Vampire Weekend". Not what I was expecting. They were really fun. I was dead tired already, drained from the sun and one really unfunny lady.
Vamp-weekend pumped me back up with one song, and I joined in with the swarm of people yelling and singing along with the band. Pretty cool.
A really fun band. They finished and we walked over to where Lez zeppelin had already started their set.
Yaaaayy...y.....oh. They really are just a mediocre lesbian themed coverband. Hmm. At least they seemed pretty mediocre live.
So we went back to camp.
We stayed outside and enjoyed the cool air. Promised no funny business to chelsea, and figured out a way to have padding enough on the ground for everybody to sleep soundly.
Day 1 complete, push start to continue.
We wake up around 4-5 in the morning, stow some of the gear we got out to sleep, and head over to the festival.
I think the timing was just right as we beat the BIG rush of people whose cars I believe were lined up on the side of the interstate. We left most of the drinks in a spare refrigerator at the manchester family's home and brought enough for about the first day. The car was a little less full since Chelsea left most of her stuff at the house.
We slowly follow the lines of cars as they filter through the entrances to be searched for contra-ban and the like. no hitches so far, nice. We get to the camping area and see all of the cars being directed to line up and set up their camp. We ask one of the volunteers what we should do if we want to do day-camping so that Chelsea can use the car. "Oh, just over there is fine." We head over to where all of the cars are parking/camping. I pull towards our designated space and start putting the pieces together. We have about 4 feet on either side of the car... 1 foot behind the car between us and another car, and a tent place in front of us... there is now way to get the car out of here without running over a bunch of hippies... ... ... I think... ... ... I think we are stuck. "Hey guys..." ... ... .... ...
Brandon goes with Chelsea to talk to some people about what we are supposed to do, but it is REALLY really too late... there are already 2 rows of cars behind us, 4 rows ahead of us, and 20-50 cars in either direction to the sides... we are stuck.
Looks like Chealsea's mom was right to be worried about her getting totally screwed.
Both Zach and I get out of the car, look at each other and shake our heads. Unless Brandon comes back with a crane the car isn't going going anywhere for 4 days.
We start setting camp knowing that the other two are going to come back pretty upset, but at this point there is absolutely nothing we can do about it. We get the tent set up when chelsea and brandon get back and surprise, they are upset. I can't blame them. We talk about it for a while and I am just waiting for it to set in that we can't do anything about it so let's just go forward from here with plan B. Everybody sleeps at the campsite and we try not to take advantage of poor Chelsea.
As we finish setting camp we can feel that it is going to be a hot, hot week.
Hot.
We talk to a couple people in the camps near us, just to be neighborly. We have come from further than anybody we have met so far.
um... we eventually head over to the festival's event entrance.
There are about 10 people waiting there, since there isn't much more to do.
we stay there for about 20 minutes and decide to walk around some more.
We walk around some more.
Time-warp!-> -> ->
It is time for them to open the entrance. Nice.
They open it up and there are more than 10 people waiting. It takes about 45 minutes to get from the point where we are standing in the picture to the archway/entrance.
There aren't as many things going on thursday, so we kind of walk around the place just chekcing out the various wares and boothes that are set up. I find the sweet spot of the entire place, The semi-airconditioned movie tent.
I am still feeling from the two days of driving that should have been 1 day of driving and 1 day of rest. This causes me to lose interest in all of the bands that I have never heard of (Backdoor slam, MGMT, The Sword) and spend a couple hours watching movie shorts that are pretty much boring. Yes, the earth doesn't do well when we abuse it... we get it already.
Brandon and Chelsea leave to see MGMT, I think, while Zach and I get ahold of passes to see the comedians of that day (Mike Birbiglia, Janeane Geraffalo, and Leo Allan).
As we wait int he line for the funny show, we are offered our first pipe of the festival. We are the only uncool people and pass... we are so lame.
Looking back I wish I could have had some for the third part of the show.
Leo was first, he was fairly funny but had some timing problems and I didn't feel like a very good continuity.Not much to talk about really... he had some really good punchlines and was fun to listen to... just not amazing.
Here we have me and Zach having a laff.
Mike Birbiglia (Whom I had never heard of before) was HIGH-larious! This guy is funny. Everybody was having a great time and he made a great impression on me.
Then Came out the star, Janeane... Oh lord, she isn't being funny at all? Everybody is still riding on the jollies from Mike B, and staring at her waiting for some punchlines... or something. Are these inside jokes, because they don't really sound like any kind of jokes. She jogs around the audience, maybe to try to wake herself up... it was pretty sad... nobody was laughing and there was a constant trickle/flow of people leaving... she was bad and she knew it.
C'mon Jeneane! just make fun of George bush and you'll be fine!! I wished I wished... she just rambled about random subjects from pain medication to having sex with a mentally retarded fireman...
At least it was out of the sun.
After the show we leave and get some lunch. Everywhere we go, if you stop and wait in a line you end up talking to everybody around you. There was a really, really friendly attitude during the entire festival. I can't remember seeing any sort of violence other than at the Kanye event (which I will cover later).
A lot of really cool people, as I expected, who were just excited to see a lot of really great performances. This energized me quite a bit and I felt like trying out some new band I hadn't heard of.. But then I ended up here.
Make new friends, but keep the old...
Walked around for a while longer listening to a single song here and there, but nothing special to report so far.
next thing you know it is getting dark, so walk back to the campsite to see if we can't link back up with brandon and chelsea.
We find them and head back to the events to see some sort of goth group, "Vampire Weekend". Not what I was expecting. They were really fun. I was dead tired already, drained from the sun and one really unfunny lady.
Vamp-weekend pumped me back up with one song, and I joined in with the swarm of people yelling and singing along with the band. Pretty cool.
A really fun band. They finished and we walked over to where Lez zeppelin had already started their set.
Yaaaayy...y.....oh. They really are just a mediocre lesbian themed coverband. Hmm. At least they seemed pretty mediocre live.
So we went back to camp.
We stayed outside and enjoyed the cool air. Promised no funny business to chelsea, and figured out a way to have padding enough on the ground for everybody to sleep soundly.
Day 1 complete, push start to continue.
Bonnaroo Too (The drive)
The trip to Teenneessee.
You could set up your tent at the Bonnaroo campsite Thursday near noon, which is what we wanted to do. (Which made me wonder, and ask, "Uh, if Chelsea is taking the car, can we still camp at the Bonnaroo site? It says all over that you get your cars parking space and the 10-15 [I can't remember exactly] foot squared area in front of it.")("Uh... it should be fine, there is day parking..." [uh... oh....kay])
So we Set off tuesday morning with me driving. We went up and took the interstate that goes through wyoming and across the motherland to ... some state over there -> (east), where we take another road that connects to some thing that goes over to the, hey manchester! (This is how directions work in my head, in case you have ever given me directions to anywhere, I am not the best interstate navigator.)
After a couple hours I can tell that I hate driving when it is so very, very bright outside.
I instantly forget how sleeping in a car is ALMOST as worthless, rest-wise, as sleeping in an airplane. So I let Zach take over and pretend like I am going to be able to fall asleep in the middle of the day.
Zach drives for a while through wyoming and it feels like he is softly jerking the steering wheel back and forth but really he is just trying to adjust for the ridiculous winds that sweep over this flat and arid sorry excuse for a state. Sorry Dad/Grandpa.
I don't really get any sleep, especially when we take the time to stop at the worlds largest dust fabrication facility. Show here.
OR when we start our 20 years of The Carpenters Sing-a-long Marathon...
♫... the world lookin', down on creation...♫
Zach was not pleased by the marathon to say the least.
Brandon did what Brandon does best, complained. Juuuust kidding... just kidding Brandon. Just playing, man. But seriously, he complained that Zach was weaving all over the road and was curious if Zach was tired and wanted to take a break. This question come in the following form, over and over it was repeated whenever we are driving, "Hey Zach, are you ok?" "Are you ok to drive, Steve?" ... Like nails on a chalkboard.
I decide that I want to try to sit in the backseat as it might provide better sleeping conditions. Brandon takes over driving and Zach takes a break.
"Oh wow, this wind is crazy!" I wake up (Not really asleep, just forcing myself to shut my eyes...) "Brandon..." "Yeah?" "Brandon, are you feeling alright? You are swerving all over the road!" Me and Zach give a satisfying chuckle. Medicine is a prescription best served to people in a snarky and sarcastic way... and cold.
...
Here is another picture of Zach.
You're welcome.
We drive a lot, and the sun slowly sets behind us. The horizon fades from white to dark blue, and finally black. Our eyes are allowed to leave perma-squint mode and I take up my position as lead night-driver. Brandon gets this wise idea that we shouldn't drive through the night... Pffft. I try to ignore him and hope that he falls asleep only to awake in the golden fields of teenneessee. He stays awake (Of course, you can't really sleep in a car) and it starts to lightly rain. Blast...
Brandon lays another question on me, "Hey I think it is better if we stop and stay somewhere for the night, and then head off again in the morning." My option are: A)... Okay, that is probably a good idea.
(If he feels unsafe then I would have to be a real dick to ignore him.)
We stay at some comfort in, or something... it has a shower, and that pretty much rocked. I really did feel ocmpletely safe at that point, so I was kind of upset since driving at night seems ideal temperature and eye-damage wise.
We get up, say a prayer, and head out on the road again in the morning. (Yes, Willie Nelson was playing at bonnaroo too.)
Oh, We listened to 1984 on the way up which was really interesting but hard to pay attention to and try to sleep at the same time. Interesting book.
We tried to listen to a couple other books on tape but none of them really stuck, so we ended up just listening to music.
Driving back east is a lot more pleasant than driving around Wyoming, and this helped distract us for the last section of the trip.
We eventually get to Manchester and find the house of the family where Chelsea is going to sleep. When we step our of the car we can feel how muggy the air is. This is going to be painfully awesome! The family is REALLY cool, and extremely kind. They offer to let the guys set up the tent in the back yard for the night... and then they say we can crash in the living room on their couches. We follow procedure and say that it is okay, that we will just sleep in a gutter or something, but they insist. "Oooooookaaaay." We enjoy the last taste of air-and comfortable sleep for the next week.
Before sleeping though we go over to walmart to pick up some perishables. The walmart parking lot is covered with festival goers. The entire parking lot, full... at walmart. Seriously.
The single most important item that we (I) had hoped to buy at the walmart is not to be found. Bagels... all the god-forsaken hippies took every last bagel. None left, not even a smashed week old bag of onion-blueberry-oat bagels... Damn hippies.
You could set up your tent at the Bonnaroo campsite Thursday near noon, which is what we wanted to do. (Which made me wonder, and ask, "Uh, if Chelsea is taking the car, can we still camp at the Bonnaroo site? It says all over that you get your cars parking space and the 10-15 [I can't remember exactly] foot squared area in front of it.")("Uh... it should be fine, there is day parking..." [uh... oh....kay])
So we Set off tuesday morning with me driving. We went up and took the interstate that goes through wyoming and across the motherland to ... some state over there -> (east), where we take another road that connects to some thing that goes over to the, hey manchester! (This is how directions work in my head, in case you have ever given me directions to anywhere, I am not the best interstate navigator.)
After a couple hours I can tell that I hate driving when it is so very, very bright outside.
I instantly forget how sleeping in a car is ALMOST as worthless, rest-wise, as sleeping in an airplane. So I let Zach take over and pretend like I am going to be able to fall asleep in the middle of the day.
Zach drives for a while through wyoming and it feels like he is softly jerking the steering wheel back and forth but really he is just trying to adjust for the ridiculous winds that sweep over this flat and arid sorry excuse for a state. Sorry Dad/Grandpa.
I don't really get any sleep, especially when we take the time to stop at the worlds largest dust fabrication facility. Show here.
OR when we start our 20 years of The Carpenters Sing-a-long Marathon...
♫... the world lookin', down on creation...♫
Zach was not pleased by the marathon to say the least.
Brandon did what Brandon does best, complained. Juuuust kidding... just kidding Brandon. Just playing, man. But seriously, he complained that Zach was weaving all over the road and was curious if Zach was tired and wanted to take a break. This question come in the following form, over and over it was repeated whenever we are driving, "Hey Zach, are you ok?" "Are you ok to drive, Steve?" ... Like nails on a chalkboard.
I decide that I want to try to sit in the backseat as it might provide better sleeping conditions. Brandon takes over driving and Zach takes a break.
"Oh wow, this wind is crazy!" I wake up (Not really asleep, just forcing myself to shut my eyes...) "Brandon..." "Yeah?" "Brandon, are you feeling alright? You are swerving all over the road!" Me and Zach give a satisfying chuckle. Medicine is a prescription best served to people in a snarky and sarcastic way... and cold.
...
Here is another picture of Zach.
You're welcome.
We drive a lot, and the sun slowly sets behind us. The horizon fades from white to dark blue, and finally black. Our eyes are allowed to leave perma-squint mode and I take up my position as lead night-driver. Brandon gets this wise idea that we shouldn't drive through the night... Pffft. I try to ignore him and hope that he falls asleep only to awake in the golden fields of teenneessee. He stays awake (Of course, you can't really sleep in a car) and it starts to lightly rain. Blast...
Brandon lays another question on me, "Hey I think it is better if we stop and stay somewhere for the night, and then head off again in the morning." My option are: A)... Okay, that is probably a good idea.
(If he feels unsafe then I would have to be a real dick to ignore him.)
We stay at some comfort in, or something... it has a shower, and that pretty much rocked. I really did feel ocmpletely safe at that point, so I was kind of upset since driving at night seems ideal temperature and eye-damage wise.
We get up, say a prayer, and head out on the road again in the morning. (Yes, Willie Nelson was playing at bonnaroo too.)
Oh, We listened to 1984 on the way up which was really interesting but hard to pay attention to and try to sleep at the same time. Interesting book.
We tried to listen to a couple other books on tape but none of them really stuck, so we ended up just listening to music.
Driving back east is a lot more pleasant than driving around Wyoming, and this helped distract us for the last section of the trip.
We eventually get to Manchester and find the house of the family where Chelsea is going to sleep. When we step our of the car we can feel how muggy the air is. This is going to be painfully awesome! The family is REALLY cool, and extremely kind. They offer to let the guys set up the tent in the back yard for the night... and then they say we can crash in the living room on their couches. We follow procedure and say that it is okay, that we will just sleep in a gutter or something, but they insist. "Oooooookaaaay." We enjoy the last taste of air-and comfortable sleep for the next week.
Before sleeping though we go over to walmart to pick up some perishables. The walmart parking lot is covered with festival goers. The entire parking lot, full... at walmart. Seriously.
The single most important item that we (I) had hoped to buy at the walmart is not to be found. Bagels... all the god-forsaken hippies took every last bagel. None left, not even a smashed week old bag of onion-blueberry-oat bagels... Damn hippies.
Bonnaroo - 1
I wanted to write this up sooner, but I was fairly busy looking for work and trying to still hold on to those things which relieved a majority of the stress in my life.
So, now I have some spare time and I will try to get down as much as I can still remember.
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Early in the spring of 2008 Brandon was mentioning something about a music festival he was thinking of going to with our mutual friend Zach. He listed a few of the bands that were going to be there some of which I was familiar, and others that I had only heard of... so it goes with music. Metallica, Pearl Jam, The Raconteurs, Lez Zeppelin.. Oh really?!? oh... Lez... The Allman Brothers (Who ended up canceling, sad), Iron & Wine, Kanye West?, Sigur Ros, The Swell Season, My Morning Jacket, Death Cab for Cutie, Robert Plant & Alison Krauss, and Aimee Man... to name 12... which is a fraction of the bands that were there.
Chris Rock, Mike Berbiglia, and David Cross (Canceled) were also scheduled.
They would camp out there and spend the weekend (Thursday-Sunday) going between the different stages listening to the groups. It sounded great, but the sounded like brandon wasn't really presenting me with an invitation, so I just told him, "That sounds cool, man." and I thought that was it.
A couple months later it the festival came up again in conversation and everybody who was there was asked if they were interested in going. I definitely was, and so I started making plans and getting ready to take time off from work. Lucky me, I got laid off so I didn't have to take ANY time off! YAY!
Hurray!... Woohoo.
...
Skip to the end... After a few months Bonnaroo was less than a week away. Days before we were going to leave half of the group found out that they couldn't go. This sucked... but there wasn't really anything we could do to help them. So we ended u0p with out final group. Me, Zach, Brandon, and Chelsea (Brandon's GF). We decided to take car because it is of holy make and we knew that it would serve us well. *(spoiler... it did. I love what you do for me.)*
Bonnaroo takes played near Manchester... near? I think it is in Manchester... Anyway, Manchester, TN. So that is a ~24 hour drive, either consecutive hours or whatever...
Chelsea's Mother is afraid for her safety with 3 virile young men such as we, so her mother contacted a friend that actually lived in manchester and arranged for Chelsea to sleep. These plans for her were laid down and agreed upon... then they called me to see IF it would be okay for her to take the care back and forth between the friends home and the festival... So... My option are: A)to say yeah, that is fine I guess.
Lame. I don't want to sound like I am unwilling to let people borrow my car or whatever, but... I dunno... something int he back of my head was telling me that was going to cause a bunch of problems. So I really didn't want to, but they had already made my bed so I lied in it and said I didn't have a problem. *Sigh* Wait to see how that turns out*
This was what I labeled as sign *A1 for things that were going to bother me about having Brandon's Girlfriend there.
... I guess I should give a general idea of who Brandon's girlfriend was without giving it away to somebody who doesn't actually KNOW brandon.
Pros: She is a little younger, and she is perky and chearfull, and she participated in beauty pagents (I can't remember the exact detail, if she was in a specific one, or muliple pageants or what...) Did I say Pros? I meant cons... yeah...Cons.
Real Pros: She knows about video games and movies, so she isn't that bad.
I actually like Chelsea a lot, but I just don't like spending a lot of time around her... Kind of like how I like sunshine, but I can only take SO much, ya know? like when you wake up and the sun is already out (those were the days) and you despise it and wish it were raining.
Chelsea is kind of like that, and on top of that friends don't USUALLY like their friends girlfriends, especially when said girlfriend take up almost all of your friend's time. (You know, like when your friend just disappears and it always 'busy')
Back to Bonnaroo. We make some purchases like snacks and drinks for the ride there as well as for our camp so that we don't go overboard on spending. As long as chelsea is going back and forth between this house and camp we figure she can bring us some cold supplies as well.. So that worked out pretty well.
I purchased a Cal Berkley hat for the single reason of protecting me from the tyrannical sun and I like the color... I only mention this because I am wearing it in most of the picture I will post up, so I am not especially a Berkley fan. One person, as I predicted, walked up to me (drunk) and said, "Berkley, huh?" to which I responded, "Go Golden Bears!" (written on the back of the hat) and then had to explain that I didn't go there, live there, or have any loyalty to the school. Sorry drunk sir.
We made certain to purchase a large amount of energy drinks to help us stay awake when we wanted... to. For me energy drinks have the same energizing effect as a glass of cold water, only I start feeling much more sleepy minutes after drinking one.
Loaded up everything and set off.
So, now I have some spare time and I will try to get down as much as I can still remember.
-=-
Early in the spring of 2008 Brandon was mentioning something about a music festival he was thinking of going to with our mutual friend Zach. He listed a few of the bands that were going to be there some of which I was familiar, and others that I had only heard of... so it goes with music. Metallica, Pearl Jam, The Raconteurs, Lez Zeppelin.. Oh really?!? oh... Lez... The Allman Brothers (Who ended up canceling, sad), Iron & Wine, Kanye West?, Sigur Ros, The Swell Season, My Morning Jacket, Death Cab for Cutie, Robert Plant & Alison Krauss, and Aimee Man... to name 12... which is a fraction of the bands that were there.
Chris Rock, Mike Berbiglia, and David Cross (Canceled) were also scheduled.
They would camp out there and spend the weekend (Thursday-Sunday) going between the different stages listening to the groups. It sounded great, but the sounded like brandon wasn't really presenting me with an invitation, so I just told him, "That sounds cool, man." and I thought that was it.
A couple months later it the festival came up again in conversation and everybody who was there was asked if they were interested in going. I definitely was, and so I started making plans and getting ready to take time off from work. Lucky me, I got laid off so I didn't have to take ANY time off! YAY!
Hurray!... Woohoo.
...
Skip to the end... After a few months Bonnaroo was less than a week away. Days before we were going to leave half of the group found out that they couldn't go. This sucked... but there wasn't really anything we could do to help them. So we ended u0p with out final group. Me, Zach, Brandon, and Chelsea (Brandon's GF). We decided to take car because it is of holy make and we knew that it would serve us well. *(spoiler... it did. I love what you do for me.)*
Bonnaroo takes played near Manchester... near? I think it is in Manchester... Anyway, Manchester, TN. So that is a ~24 hour drive, either consecutive hours or whatever...
Chelsea's Mother is afraid for her safety with 3 virile young men such as we, so her mother contacted a friend that actually lived in manchester and arranged for Chelsea to sleep. These plans for her were laid down and agreed upon... then they called me to see IF it would be okay for her to take the care back and forth between the friends home and the festival... So... My option are: A)to say yeah, that is fine I guess.
Lame. I don't want to sound like I am unwilling to let people borrow my car or whatever, but... I dunno... something int he back of my head was telling me that was going to cause a bunch of problems. So I really didn't want to, but they had already made my bed so I lied in it and said I didn't have a problem. *Sigh* Wait to see how that turns out*
This was what I labeled as sign *A1 for things that were going to bother me about having Brandon's Girlfriend there.
... I guess I should give a general idea of who Brandon's girlfriend was without giving it away to somebody who doesn't actually KNOW brandon.
Pros: She is a little younger, and she is perky and chearfull, and she participated in beauty pagents (I can't remember the exact detail, if she was in a specific one, or muliple pageants or what...) Did I say Pros? I meant cons... yeah...Cons.
Real Pros: She knows about video games and movies, so she isn't that bad.
I actually like Chelsea a lot, but I just don't like spending a lot of time around her... Kind of like how I like sunshine, but I can only take SO much, ya know? like when you wake up and the sun is already out (those were the days) and you despise it and wish it were raining.
Chelsea is kind of like that, and on top of that friends don't USUALLY like their friends girlfriends, especially when said girlfriend take up almost all of your friend's time. (You know, like when your friend just disappears and it always 'busy')
Back to Bonnaroo. We make some purchases like snacks and drinks for the ride there as well as for our camp so that we don't go overboard on spending. As long as chelsea is going back and forth between this house and camp we figure she can bring us some cold supplies as well.. So that worked out pretty well.
I purchased a Cal Berkley hat for the single reason of protecting me from the tyrannical sun and I like the color... I only mention this because I am wearing it in most of the picture I will post up, so I am not especially a Berkley fan. One person, as I predicted, walked up to me (drunk) and said, "Berkley, huh?" to which I responded, "Go Golden Bears!" (written on the back of the hat) and then had to explain that I didn't go there, live there, or have any loyalty to the school. Sorry drunk sir.
We made certain to purchase a large amount of energy drinks to help us stay awake when we wanted... to. For me energy drinks have the same energizing effect as a glass of cold water, only I start feeling much more sleepy minutes after drinking one.
Loaded up everything and set off.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Don't call it a comeback
Because ... just don't do it.
Some day I will detail my most recent adventure to Tennessee. (Bonnaroo)
For now, I just want to make sure that everybody knew about this, if they haven't seen it already.
http://seriouslysoblessed.blogspot.com/
I suggest starting at the oldest posts and reading to the newest.
Update: Currently working again, doing Tech Support for Dell.
Some day I will detail my most recent adventure to Tennessee. (Bonnaroo)
For now, I just want to make sure that everybody knew about this, if they haven't seen it already.
http://seriouslysoblessed.blogspot.com/
I suggest starting at the oldest posts and reading to the newest.
Update: Currently working again, doing Tech Support for Dell.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
There Will Be Blood DVD : The 3rd Revelation Edition
Ladies and gentlemen... I've gathered over half of the DVD collection I have now in just this last year. I couldn't reach my current total sooner because the older DVDs were still coming in at Coyote Hills and I had to see about them. That source has increased the quality of my collection by two-thousand percent and it's entertaining me and mine to the tone of five thousand smiles a week. I have two others shipping and I have sixteen producing at Antelope. So, ladies and gentlemen... if I say I'm a DVD man you will agree.
Now, in the theaters I enjoyed the film The Will Be Blood several times, and when I heard it was out on DVD I set a specific time apart to obtain it because That was one goddamn helluva show.
At a local retailer I stopped and looked for said DVD in the front area where newly released titles were typically displayed, but all I could find was a teaser version in a folded piece of cardboard.
Wait, wait, what is this?
The folded piece of cardboard WAS the DVD's Case!?!
I simply couldn't believable.
Now... I have a competition in me. I want all of my DVDs and their cases to look pristine. Most DVD releases are alright, and some are even quite nice. On the other hand, there are times when I look at DVDs and I see nothing worth liking. The sight alone of the There Will Be Blood DVD furrowed my brow and dropped my jaw.
While my face frozen was shock, my shoulders pushed closer to my neck and I raised my arms with my palms turned upwards as if lofting some invisible offering to the DVD Gods. Another surveyor of DVDs was standing next to me, and from the expression on their face I could tell we shared the same concern.
"Why would they put them out in such a matter? Have they lost their minds?" he asked, looking to me for some sort of explanation.
"I don't know." I replied exhaustedly, "Maybe it will change. Does your mind come back to you? I don't know. Maybe no one knows that. A doctor might not know that."
The prospector turned to me and queried, "What would you tell the people responsible for these DVD cases if you met them?"
"Hmm...," I pondered out loud as I raised my hand to my chin, "One night I'm gonna come to you, inside of your house, wherever you're sleeping, and I'm gonna cut your throat. "
...
With that the prospector left me in search for greener pastures.
Well I purchased the the special edition DVD seeing as it had 3 folds of cardboard instead of 2. Much nicer... There was still a surprise in store for me.
The discs were held in these cardboard sleeves, and very tightly. So tight that it was difficult to carefully remove them.
No worries, H.W., I am sure the DVD distribution companies know what are doing.
Why would they design packaging that damage their product? They must have been working for quail prices.
Since I splurged to get special 2 disc edition, I pried out the extras disc as carefully as was possible given the circumstances. The Extras that were included were indeed sub-par. Oh well, I will just drop it back into its papery place... (Spoiler: It doesn't just drop back in to place... it must be forced.)
I was as carefully as I could possibly be, using every technique to have less abrasion on the data surface of the disc. These were the fruits of (the devil) my labors.
Whichever Steinberg it was who decided this was the best way to keep my DVD safe... "I told you what I was gonna do. "
It doesn't look too bad in the picture, bit it is scratched (not smudged) in two different places from pulling and and re-inserting the disc ONCE!!! (with the actual feature disc, I never put it back into the cardboard case. It hid away in some neutral case until arrangements could be made.)
...
No use crying over spilled whiskey-milk. Time to work that old Porter "Fix-it" magic. Not on the extras disc, forget that. The case needs be corrected.
I happened to have this freebie case lying around the house. I take out the cover of the case and measure it up with the TWbB case. Pretty close.
I pulled out my always handy Razor blades and went to work.
Snip snap, snip snap indeed. (If you are looking for a detailed "how to" discription: Cut the thirde section out containing the Extras disc, and then trim the left and right sides so that it fits in the plastic. Don't worry about the "binding" part of the cover. It is meant to look like an old book [bible] so creases only add to it.)
Then slip it in! I was not particularly concerned with hiding the fact that I had to butcher a DVD's original case to make this, so the edges are not very pretty.
The side of the DVD doesn't have a title on it, so you will have to remember what movie it is. It actually fits in nicely with the other film cases that are meant to look like books. (Royal Tenenbaums and Army of Darkness 2 in my case)
With the third section of the special edition, you can slip that on the inside holder of DVD case. It will still scratch the hell out of the disc, but I wouldn't worry about too many people wanting to see what is actually on it.
I'm finished.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
"Free" time.
Well, Thursday of last week I was let go from my job of 3.17 years at XanGo.
Quite a few people were let go actually. The company "Reallocated" us to not employed by them anymore.
I am actually not upset about getting laid off (is it a lay off?) because I was done there, and had already applied to a new job and was looking for options for gainful employment.
I am glad that I didn't quit, because then I wouldn't have received a very fair severance package from the company. Very fair, and based from how long I had worked for them.
In case you are saddened by the awesome, yet very sad, homeless picture I have included Rawr cat.
It gives me enough to last for a while as long as I don't go out and buy a new TV or have some huge repair on my car. It let me Zero out what I owed on my credit card, which I had already lowered pretty well before that.
Now I don't really have any specific responsibilities to focus on.
I guess it means it really is time to go Back To School.
(Da da daaaa)
And get a part time job.
[Kind of Sales-Pitchy here, so... don't mind this part.
I didn't really mean to go into this with so much detail, but if you are interested in what my plans are, here was the sales pitch version ;) the short version is I will be trying to become involved in the distribution of this financial tool, and if it doesn't work out then no harm done, really.
--
I have a particularly interesting opportunity to be a part of a company called UWin Financial. The company uses some online software that looks very handy in becoming more, as they are putting it, "Financially Intelligent."
What it does is lets you input your various loans and payments you make on you car, house, electric... all of the things you pay for basically. Then calculated the interest rates and the other things that effect how much TOTAL you will end up paying based on your current patterns.
In the end it is a very sophisticatedly programmed financially planner that you gain access to online by paying the subscription fee.
This is something that will help me, since I can be a little careless with my finances (Most times I don't even think about it... which is less stressful, but not exactly wise).
On top of that, the company is pretty unique in their market. Where many other direct sales products are new aged health juices, and health products. This company is the only one the actual product is aimed at helping people financially, while at the same time aiding them through residual commissions.
If I find a few people who need the product and are willing to use it, then that will cover the cost for me to use it myself, which is cool.
If I find 3-4 people who want to actually be serious about distributing it to people, then I could really do well. And I wouldn't have to have a part time job outside of working with them while I go to school. I could really appreciate that with how much I detest schoolwork.
Well, that would be great, but I will have to see what the interest is before I put a lot of weight into that system. (Hehe, if anybody is interested in either aspects, let me know. Don't do me any favors or anything like that... but if you are going to do somebody a favor let it be me :D )
--Sorry for the shameless pluggery
I am also working out now, which is nice of course. It comes in pretty handy living so close to provo canyon, and the trail is pretty calm. I would rather be biking than running any day, but the bike I have now is... about three million years old. so what was once a wonderful 10 speed, is now a worn down 2 speed.
It was kind of scary to ride the bike too, as when I got to the steeper parts of the trail and had to put some muscle into it, the chain started skipping and I immediately braced to fall face first into the pavement.
It didn't happen, but I was convinced enough that it wasn't going to make it to bridal vale, much less nuns park or vivian's for that matter.
So... not really that far. I guess running will have to be good enough. (more impact, less travel... boooring.)
So another request... if somebody out there wants to buy me a new mountain bike for no good reason, let me know. I promise to ride it and wash it and all of those things.
Quite a few people were let go actually. The company "Reallocated" us to not employed by them anymore.
I am actually not upset about getting laid off (is it a lay off?) because I was done there, and had already applied to a new job and was looking for options for gainful employment.
I am glad that I didn't quit, because then I wouldn't have received a very fair severance package from the company. Very fair, and based from how long I had worked for them.
In case you are saddened by the awesome, yet very sad, homeless picture I have included Rawr cat.
It gives me enough to last for a while as long as I don't go out and buy a new TV or have some huge repair on my car. It let me Zero out what I owed on my credit card, which I had already lowered pretty well before that.
Now I don't really have any specific responsibilities to focus on.
I guess it means it really is time to go Back To School.
(Da da daaaa)
And get a part time job.
[Kind of Sales-Pitchy here, so... don't mind this part.
I didn't really mean to go into this with so much detail, but if you are interested in what my plans are, here was the sales pitch version ;) the short version is I will be trying to become involved in the distribution of this financial tool, and if it doesn't work out then no harm done, really.
--
I have a particularly interesting opportunity to be a part of a company called UWin Financial. The company uses some online software that looks very handy in becoming more, as they are putting it, "Financially Intelligent."
What it does is lets you input your various loans and payments you make on you car, house, electric... all of the things you pay for basically. Then calculated the interest rates and the other things that effect how much TOTAL you will end up paying based on your current patterns.
In the end it is a very sophisticatedly programmed financially planner that you gain access to online by paying the subscription fee.
This is something that will help me, since I can be a little careless with my finances (Most times I don't even think about it... which is less stressful, but not exactly wise).
On top of that, the company is pretty unique in their market. Where many other direct sales products are new aged health juices, and health products. This company is the only one the actual product is aimed at helping people financially, while at the same time aiding them through residual commissions.
If I find a few people who need the product and are willing to use it, then that will cover the cost for me to use it myself, which is cool.
If I find 3-4 people who want to actually be serious about distributing it to people, then I could really do well. And I wouldn't have to have a part time job outside of working with them while I go to school. I could really appreciate that with how much I detest schoolwork.
Well, that would be great, but I will have to see what the interest is before I put a lot of weight into that system. (Hehe, if anybody is interested in either aspects, let me know. Don't do me any favors or anything like that... but if you are going to do somebody a favor let it be me :D )
--Sorry for the shameless pluggery
I am also working out now, which is nice of course. It comes in pretty handy living so close to provo canyon, and the trail is pretty calm. I would rather be biking than running any day, but the bike I have now is... about three million years old. so what was once a wonderful 10 speed, is now a worn down 2 speed.
It was kind of scary to ride the bike too, as when I got to the steeper parts of the trail and had to put some muscle into it, the chain started skipping and I immediately braced to fall face first into the pavement.
It didn't happen, but I was convinced enough that it wasn't going to make it to bridal vale, much less nuns park or vivian's for that matter.
So... not really that far. I guess running will have to be good enough. (more impact, less travel... boooring.)
So another request... if somebody out there wants to buy me a new mountain bike for no good reason, let me know. I promise to ride it and wash it and all of those things.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
We helped you out!
It is easy enough for me to ignore email forwards, as they come in our email and I can tell I don't want to even open it based on the sender and the subject.
However, Xango LLC has sirsrumvrented the law of email tricks and has force all employee's web-browsers to automatically and constantly be reset to the companies inter office website. (String of explicatives...)
Its not a huge deal, but I have this crap pop up in my face whenever I use my AOLinterwebnets.com
(If you want the code, send me a PM, I will see you THERE!)
I instantly feel embarrassed for me and my company, thus making me check over my shoulder to see if anybody noticed.
It is a constant barrage of advertisements.
Seriously?!
Ask any fat ass (like me) with a pass to Golds how much Gold's Gym will try... nay, THINK of motivating you to attend their facilities. I would never go there if it weren't for racquetball.
(if you want to play ball or run a few kilomiters on the mill, send me a PM and I will meet you THERE!)
It isn't just the subject matter either, but there presentation of the information.
ex:a
Good lord...
Ok, Anectdote intermission.
XanGo Christmas Party 2007 - Worst yet.
and I quote one of my favourite company founders (founder, lol, that is funny to me)
"Do you want this gift, or whats in my pocket [inappropriate]... Pocket? Alright, hmmm... Ooohhh, Money! There are 18 bills in here with a President who's name starts with B!" - A.G.
My dad says, "Uh... Bush? do they know that Franklin was NOT a president?"
-- End anecdote.
Apparently, almost 3 months has passed and they STILL aren't sure about that bit of trivia. (Heads up guys, Alexander Hamilton also wasn't a president, for future money references)
This is one of three where they say, "thank the gods we don't have to work!" when many people in the company did, in fact, have to work.
It isn't always bad... there are a few that are pleasant. (counting 2/41... so far... both icecream)
Am I looking a gift horse in the mouth? I really don't think so.
...
So the point is I hate all this trash that the company is trying to force onto us. Like freaking telemarketers!
Hey wait... How about this one?
Betty Sue got an email from her 127 year old grandmother, which gave our entire company a heads up!!! here it comes!
While the do not call register is real, it isn't needed. I double checked the interwebs to see if this was still the case, and it seems to be that cell phones are still safe.
Here is a site at least that says so.
it is from October, so...
I guess maybe it is old.
I will not be surprised to see them put something up about a Nigerian prince who has a million dollars, but needs somebodies bank account to transfer it to the united states. If you are interested contact Kelly in HR.
However, Xango LLC has sirsrumvrented the law of email tricks and has force all employee's web-browsers to automatically and constantly be reset to the companies inter office website. (String of explicatives...)
Its not a huge deal, but I have this crap pop up in my face whenever I use my AOLinterwebnets.com
(If you want the code, send me a PM, I will see you THERE!)
I instantly feel embarrassed for me and my company, thus making me check over my shoulder to see if anybody noticed.
It is a constant barrage of advertisements.
Seriously?!
Ask any fat ass (like me) with a pass to Golds how much Gold's Gym will try... nay, THINK of motivating you to attend their facilities. I would never go there if it weren't for racquetball.
(if you want to play ball or run a few kilomiters on the mill, send me a PM and I will meet you THERE!)
It isn't just the subject matter either, but there presentation of the information.
ex:a
Good lord...
Ok, Anectdote intermission.
XanGo Christmas Party 2007 - Worst yet.
and I quote one of my favourite company founders (founder, lol, that is funny to me)
"Do you want this gift, or whats in my pocket [inappropriate]... Pocket? Alright, hmmm... Ooohhh, Money! There are 18 bills in here with a President who's name starts with B!" - A.G.
My dad says, "Uh... Bush? do they know that Franklin was NOT a president?"
-- End anecdote.
Apparently, almost 3 months has passed and they STILL aren't sure about that bit of trivia. (Heads up guys, Alexander Hamilton also wasn't a president, for future money references)
This is one of three where they say, "thank the gods we don't have to work!" when many people in the company did, in fact, have to work.
It isn't always bad... there are a few that are pleasant. (counting 2/41... so far... both icecream)
Am I looking a gift horse in the mouth? I really don't think so.
...
So the point is I hate all this trash that the company is trying to force onto us. Like freaking telemarketers!
Hey wait... How about this one?
Betty Sue got an email from her 127 year old grandmother, which gave our entire company a heads up!!! here it comes!
While the do not call register is real, it isn't needed. I double checked the interwebs to see if this was still the case, and it seems to be that cell phones are still safe.
Here is a site at least that says so.
it is from October, so...
I guess maybe it is old.
I will not be surprised to see them put something up about a Nigerian prince who has a million dollars, but needs somebodies bank account to transfer it to the united states. If you are interested contact Kelly in HR.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Here is one of them
Wonderful.
I apologize to Zillah if you happen to have thought this was a new post, only to find that I am redirecting you back to your own blog.
Any people out there that actually like anything I have ever said on my blog should be reading hers for it is ______ times better than mine.
I apologize to Zillah if you happen to have thought this was a new post, only to find that I am redirecting you back to your own blog.
Any people out there that actually like anything I have ever said on my blog should be reading hers for it is ______ times better than mine.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
OMG muslims!
I am borrowing this from a forum thread titled "Repository for offensive E-mail forwards".
It pretty much makes me as proud to be an American as I can be.
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We must get this message out to all we can, before this country has a Muslim as our leader--can you image what better way to conquer a country than from the inside? This is serious folks and we need to get this into the homes of as many voters as possible. I sent a picture not long ago of this man with his back to the flag while Hillary and Edwards had their hand over their heart--reciting the pledge of allegiance. Why would he use the Koran and not the Bible when sworn into office as a congressman IF he were, indeed, a Christian? Anyone can lie and profess faith in Jesus Christ and I certainly think that ALL of this points to his doing just that. Why would he not pledge allegiance to our flag, unless his allegiance lies elsewhere?? What does this man have to do to prove he is anti-American and anti-Christian. The Bible tells you they will come as lambs--but inside are as ravenous wolves--WE (you and I) are the infidels that they pledge to wipe from the face of the earth. What more proof does the American populace need?? One last thing--where do you think the money for his campaign is coming from--oil cartels--Osama Bin Laden???? It's time to "Wake Up America!!!"
I don't know about you, but this scares the beejeebers out of me! Please pass this on--IF we can reach as many households as is possible before election day--just maybe (and I PRAY) it will make people stop and think and vote for a tried and true American!
Who is Barack Obama?
Very interesting and something that should be considered in your choice.
If you do not ever forward anything else, please forward this to all your contacts...this is very scary to think of what lies ahead of us here in our own United States...better heed this and pray about it and share it.
We checked this out on "snopes.com". It is factual. Check for yourself.
Who is Barack Obama?
Probable U. S. presidential candidate, Barack Hussein Obama was born in Honolulu, Hawaii, to Barack Hussein Obama, Sr., a black MUSLIM from Nyangoma-Kogel, Kenya and Ann Dunham, a white ATHIEST from
Wichita, Kansas.
Obama's parents met at the University of Hawaii. When Obama was two years old, his parents divorced. His father returned to Kenya. His mother then married Lolo Soetoro, a RADICAL Muslim from Indonesia ?
When Obama was 6 years old, the family relocate to Indonesia. Obama attended a MUSLIM school in Jakarta. He also spent two years in a Catholic school.
Obama takes great care to conceal the fact that he is a Muslim. He is quick to point out that, "He was once a Muslim, but that he also attended Catholic school."
Obama's political handlers are attempting to make it appear that that he is not a radical.
Obama's introduction to Islam came via his father, and that this influence was temporary at best. In reality, the senior Obama returned to Kenya soon after the divorce, and never again had any direct influence over his son's education.
Lolo Soetoro, the second husband of Obama's mother, Ann Dunham, introduced his stepson to Islam. Obama was enrolled in a Wahabi school in Jakarta.
Wahabism is the RADICAL teaching that is followed by the Muslim terrorists who are now waging Jihad a gainst the western world.
Since it is politically expedient to be a CHRISTIAN when seeking major public office in the United States, Barack Hussein Obama has joined the United Church of Christ in an attempt to downplay his Muslim background. ALSO, keep in mind that when he was sworn into office he DID NOT use the Holy Bible, but instead the Koran.
Barack Hussein Obama will NOT recite the Pledge of Allegience nor will he show any reverence for our flag. While others place their hands over their hearts, Obama turns his back to the flag and slouches.
Let us all remain alert concerning Obama's expected presidential candidacy.
The Muslims have said they plan on destroying the US from the inside out. What better way to start than at the highest level - through the President of the United States, one of their own!!!!
Please forward to everyone you know. Would you want this man leading our country?...... NOT ME!!!
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There is one thing I really liked about this though.
It would be great if he took his oath of office on the Koran!
I would love to hear all of the people crying about how that is somehow any different from taking an oath on a bible.
It pretty much makes me as proud to be an American as I can be.
---
We must get this message out to all we can, before this country has a Muslim as our leader--can you image what better way to conquer a country than from the inside? This is serious folks and we need to get this into the homes of as many voters as possible. I sent a picture not long ago of this man with his back to the flag while Hillary and Edwards had their hand over their heart--reciting the pledge of allegiance. Why would he use the Koran and not the Bible when sworn into office as a congressman IF he were, indeed, a Christian? Anyone can lie and profess faith in Jesus Christ and I certainly think that ALL of this points to his doing just that. Why would he not pledge allegiance to our flag, unless his allegiance lies elsewhere?? What does this man have to do to prove he is anti-American and anti-Christian. The Bible tells you they will come as lambs--but inside are as ravenous wolves--WE (you and I) are the infidels that they pledge to wipe from the face of the earth. What more proof does the American populace need?? One last thing--where do you think the money for his campaign is coming from--oil cartels--Osama Bin Laden???? It's time to "Wake Up America!!!"
I don't know about you, but this scares the beejeebers out of me! Please pass this on--IF we can reach as many households as is possible before election day--just maybe (and I PRAY) it will make people stop and think and vote for a tried and true American!
Who is Barack Obama?
Very interesting and something that should be considered in your choice.
If you do not ever forward anything else, please forward this to all your contacts...this is very scary to think of what lies ahead of us here in our own United States...better heed this and pray about it and share it.
We checked this out on "snopes.com". It is factual. Check for yourself.
Who is Barack Obama?
Probable U. S. presidential candidate, Barack Hussein Obama was born in Honolulu, Hawaii, to Barack Hussein Obama, Sr., a black MUSLIM from Nyangoma-Kogel, Kenya and Ann Dunham, a white ATHIEST from
Wichita, Kansas.
Obama's parents met at the University of Hawaii. When Obama was two years old, his parents divorced. His father returned to Kenya. His mother then married Lolo Soetoro, a RADICAL Muslim from Indonesia ?
When Obama was 6 years old, the family relocate to Indonesia. Obama attended a MUSLIM school in Jakarta. He also spent two years in a Catholic school.
Obama takes great care to conceal the fact that he is a Muslim. He is quick to point out that, "He was once a Muslim, but that he also attended Catholic school."
Obama's political handlers are attempting to make it appear that that he is not a radical.
Obama's introduction to Islam came via his father, and that this influence was temporary at best. In reality, the senior Obama returned to Kenya soon after the divorce, and never again had any direct influence over his son's education.
Lolo Soetoro, the second husband of Obama's mother, Ann Dunham, introduced his stepson to Islam. Obama was enrolled in a Wahabi school in Jakarta.
Wahabism is the RADICAL teaching that is followed by the Muslim terrorists who are now waging Jihad a gainst the western world.
Since it is politically expedient to be a CHRISTIAN when seeking major public office in the United States, Barack Hussein Obama has joined the United Church of Christ in an attempt to downplay his Muslim background. ALSO, keep in mind that when he was sworn into office he DID NOT use the Holy Bible, but instead the Koran.
Barack Hussein Obama will NOT recite the Pledge of Allegience nor will he show any reverence for our flag. While others place their hands over their hearts, Obama turns his back to the flag and slouches.
Let us all remain alert concerning Obama's expected presidential candidacy.
The Muslims have said they plan on destroying the US from the inside out. What better way to start than at the highest level - through the President of the United States, one of their own!!!!
Please forward to everyone you know. Would you want this man leading our country?...... NOT ME!!!
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There is one thing I really liked about this though.
It would be great if he took his oath of office on the Koran!
I would love to hear all of the people crying about how that is somehow any different from taking an oath on a bible.
Monday, December 17, 2007
Goodbye Orem's Rose...
My once noble chariot belongs now to another, and he may be far creepier than I am.
I know... hard to believe.
I am most lazy so I will not recount the many special workings of the truck, but you can read My Brother's Post if you are familiar with our 89' Toyota Pickup, and its legendary abilities to slip-slide its way to victory. (or almost victory in James' case... I never hit anybody with that truck. Sometimes you have to just let'er slide.)
Anyway... Carry on.
You're all doing very well.
[Also thank you to all of the people who are willing to check in and see that there is usually nothing new to see. I am sure there is some thing that lets you people know I have put something new up.]
I know... hard to believe.
I am most lazy so I will not recount the many special workings of the truck, but you can read My Brother's Post if you are familiar with our 89' Toyota Pickup, and its legendary abilities to slip-slide its way to victory. (or almost victory in James' case... I never hit anybody with that truck. Sometimes you have to just let'er slide.)
Anyway... Carry on.
You're all doing very well.
[Also thank you to all of the people who are willing to check in and see that there is usually nothing new to see. I am sure there is some thing that lets you people know I have put something new up.]
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
It is getting quite cold lately.
"And the cold is God's way of telling us we need to burn more Catholics."
<3 Catholics... sortof.
I just wanted to make sure I had a post in the month of December. I have more pictures of Movies in their Rank and File, but they are on my home computer, which has been sitting in my room, wires disconnected,and to my content doing nothing more than collecting dust.
I think that I get more than enough computing here at work, with the 7.5 hours of which I am neither doing work nor eating lunch.
I feel like I am moonlighting as an internet guardian while at work.
Huh...
Everyone carry on.
<3 Catholics... sortof.
I just wanted to make sure I had a post in the month of December. I have more pictures of Movies in their Rank and File, but they are on my home computer, which has been sitting in my room, wires disconnected,and to my content doing nothing more than collecting dust.
I think that I get more than enough computing here at work, with the 7.5 hours of which I am neither doing work nor eating lunch.
I feel like I am moonlighting as an internet guardian while at work.
Huh...
Everyone carry on.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
My DVDs : I have 192+ DVDs
Most of the posts following this one have the dvds Ranked. Top is better - bottom is not as good as those seen above.
That is a lot of DVDs.
At first I wanted to rank them all and stack them up... but that was going to take too long.
That is a lot of DVDs.
At first I wanted to rank them all and stack them up... but that was going to take too long.
My DVDs : Scary movies
These are some scary movies.
The one that looks like a necrocromicon is Evil Dead:2.
The one that looks like a necrocromicon is Evil Dead:2.
My DVDs: Collections.
These are not in any particular order.
If I had to put them in order StarWars would go on top, and Indiana Jones would go under Godfather. The rest would stay the same.
The Frightfest ont he bottom is a bunch of black and white movies. The last man on earth with Vincent Price is GREAT!!!! I laughed so hard.
If I had to put them in order StarWars would go on top, and Indiana Jones would go under Godfather. The rest would stay the same.
The Frightfest ont he bottom is a bunch of black and white movies. The last man on earth with Vincent Price is GREAT!!!! I laughed so hard.
My VHS collection: First movie I ever owned.
Son of Godzilla.
This movie is awesome, it has giant Preying-Mantum (Mantes... Mantis)in it.
It is dubbed, which is perfect because Godzilla MUST be watched dubbed.
This movie is awesome, it has giant Preying-Mantum (Mantes... Mantis)in it.
It is dubbed, which is perfect because Godzilla MUST be watched dubbed.
My DVDs : Television Shows
Here they are. I put my favourite shows on the top, though at the bottom those are also my favourite. Just less favourite than the ones on top. I am missing seasons 1-4 of BTVS because they are being borrowed by people.
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