"Dude, what the hell happened to you?" my buddy says laughing like a hyena.
"I freaking got held up at work.....my coworker decides she wants to return whenever the hell she wants. Its so frustrating," I say as I'm walking away to get my BBQ plate; I could hear his unique laugh as I walked to the serving line in the back. Everyone in the place heard me.....its not that big a deal, and I wasn't cussing.
I had just walked into a BBQ joint that my fellow Aggie buddy like to meet at sometimes. Its a quaint place in downtown, less than a five minute ride for me and less than a ten minute walk for him. I had just arrived there to see him in a booth eating and smiling at me.......he knew what had happened.
"She does this shit all the time......it really pisses me off. Don't get me wrong, I love her to death, but man, she does her thing without regard for anyone else, I think. I mean....if you leave for an hour, you're supposed to be back within an hour,,,, right?"
"That's the way it works in working America," my buddy J says laughing.
"I'm gonna rag on her ass when I get back."
"Don't worry, I haven't been here that long."
I could tell he was telling the truth. He hadn't gotten far on his plate. I was a bit relieved. The thought of me getting to lunch late doesn't at all bother me........what bugs me is when people don't care and cause others to leave late. It really boils me!
So we are there......talking about how I should of, according to J, strutted my stuff in high school for I was a quarterback for a team who had a pretty good season. He couldn't believe that I just went to school, to practice, played on Friday night, and then cooked on the weekends for car money (Mom told me that I had to pay my own insurance if I wanted a car), and then wake up for Sunday morning Mass where I was either scheduled to serve as an altar boy or not. Then, after Mass it was off to eat with the folks or go to eat at Furr's with my younger friends. That was it.
"But Dude, you were the quintessential Friday Night Lights" he says, "Shit, I can't believe you dude."
"I'm not you. I did all that stuff....it was a job!"
"And you went to A&M and didn't hang out or party...." he says in amazement.
"Not really."
"Do you regret it?"
"Well, I do regret a few things (I was thinking of L)."
"I can't believe you!" he says shaking his head wide-eyed. He looked away into the small crowd. I managed to get a whiff of my shirt; damn, it smelled like BBQ! I love the smell, but I gotta go back to work. The place could use better ventilation : -)
"I just went to school. I can't say that I enjoyed it, but I am glad I went there. There have been times when I wished I didn't, but now I see that I was blessed to go there, a gift. Besides, I don't make habit to get attached to anything, for things come and go."
"Dude, I was nothing in high school, but I loved college even better. Dude, there you can leave your past behind and become someone. You could have strutted yourself in high school, but you didn't. You could have easily made your way into the frat houses, and they would have rushed you like crazy......but you didn't. Why?"
I sat there listening to him. I was really into my brisket and German sausage. This joint is stuffy and needs a real AC, but I really like the food!
"It was a job, whether it was going to school, playing ball, or cooking. As far as A&M, well I was more a loner. I went for the paper.....not to have fun per se. It was okay. But yeah, looking back I would have done a few things differently....(again, I was thinking).
We then went on to talk about his former job. He wasn't treated well at his former job....they were not a meritocracy, rather a system of promoting incompetency b/c they wanted to build up their little Tech proteges. It hurts my friend........I just listen.
Here it gets serious for what happened to him...........I'll say no more out of respect for him. This is why I keep my name and those mentioned here as letters, a secret. Many of the things are very very personal........that's why much is withheld. I try to keep my memoirs light!
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Monday, June 25, 2007
And He Breathed New Life Into Him
I had been in the shitter all week!
No, I was not sick or had........u know stomach problems. I was down......major down!
Nevertheless, I went about my work (it was busy, thank God), went to workout (I'm getting stronger by working smarter and harder, but timing is key) and got out of my damn apartment before I really get shitty! It was a productive day! By seeing me throughout the day, you never would know what goes on in my mind and heart.
Lately, I had ran the theory through my mind that if I had not attended TAMU, I wouldn't have the shit in my head and heart that I do now. Last night before I lay asleep, I thought of it as a meat grinder gone wild within my heart and mind. How do you rid something that is internal, intangible, life-sucking, yet has no physical features. Viruses, bacterium, fungi are all "things" that have an origin and can be seen. This shit in my system........cant be cured with an antibiotic. It sucked! To be honest, I had been getting rid of everything Aggie: t-shirts, shorts, sweaters, and the magazine I got in the mail today. I hated the thought of the setup.....until I turned on my ITunes program.
In one particular playlist.........my God I cant believe this happened........I have two band songs....Tribute to Troy and Fight On, the USC Trojan theme songs. I was thinking.....USC would have been a good school to go to. Notre Dame would have been good.....UTA would have been good too. Anything but TAMU which is the alma mater of our highly touted L. Had I only avoided applying there...........
Lo and behold! I see, as the first song on the list, Noble Men of Kyle. "What could this be?" I was thinking to myself. I played it..........it was the one song that I loved more than the others! I never knew the title of it and I never could find out which school CD would have it............I was in awe! I hadn't downloaded anything since a week! Nothing..........absolutely swear to the Almighty! Never did I see anything, download anything, look up anything.......it was just there.......on top of the list! Most downloads show up at the bottom of it, at least my defaults have it that way!
I just looked up............A SIGN. I knew it! No "buts" about it. It was a gift! Out of the blue when I was feeling regret for a gift given me back in younger days for something stupid such as a girl..............I now know in my heart..........there is a reason for this! I was meant to go there and go through this anguish due to this girl...............in knowing that.............it gives me peace!
Mother Theresa..........."you have to have the utmost confidence in that God has you exactly where he wants you."
I have new life.........I'm at peace, nor do I regret anything any longer........there is a reason.....time will tell!
I was telling a friend the other day that.............."you have to see the big picture.........for God does that all the time. How do I know this? Easy......he allows (he doesn't create it) evil to happen to bring out the greater good." God is a big picture kind of guy.......which means that little details are not perfect nor all that important, but the end game is the most advantageous to all parties, even the person going through the crap. He's interested in souls for his kingdom, not ours.
The big picture.........I knew that through all of this mess I would be fine.....in some weird way. I knew I'd be okay, but I would have to go through Hell to get there. The big picture.........please God be easier on the details with me next time..........please : - )
No, I was not sick or had........u know stomach problems. I was down......major down!
Nevertheless, I went about my work (it was busy, thank God), went to workout (I'm getting stronger by working smarter and harder, but timing is key) and got out of my damn apartment before I really get shitty! It was a productive day! By seeing me throughout the day, you never would know what goes on in my mind and heart.
Lately, I had ran the theory through my mind that if I had not attended TAMU, I wouldn't have the shit in my head and heart that I do now. Last night before I lay asleep, I thought of it as a meat grinder gone wild within my heart and mind. How do you rid something that is internal, intangible, life-sucking, yet has no physical features. Viruses, bacterium, fungi are all "things" that have an origin and can be seen. This shit in my system........cant be cured with an antibiotic. It sucked! To be honest, I had been getting rid of everything Aggie: t-shirts, shorts, sweaters, and the magazine I got in the mail today. I hated the thought of the setup.....until I turned on my ITunes program.
In one particular playlist.........my God I cant believe this happened........I have two band songs....Tribute to Troy and Fight On, the USC Trojan theme songs. I was thinking.....USC would have been a good school to go to. Notre Dame would have been good.....UTA would have been good too. Anything but TAMU which is the alma mater of our highly touted L. Had I only avoided applying there...........
Lo and behold! I see, as the first song on the list, Noble Men of Kyle. "What could this be?" I was thinking to myself. I played it..........it was the one song that I loved more than the others! I never knew the title of it and I never could find out which school CD would have it............I was in awe! I hadn't downloaded anything since a week! Nothing..........absolutely swear to the Almighty! Never did I see anything, download anything, look up anything.......it was just there.......on top of the list! Most downloads show up at the bottom of it, at least my defaults have it that way!
I just looked up............A SIGN. I knew it! No "buts" about it. It was a gift! Out of the blue when I was feeling regret for a gift given me back in younger days for something stupid such as a girl..............I now know in my heart..........there is a reason for this! I was meant to go there and go through this anguish due to this girl...............in knowing that.............it gives me peace!
Mother Theresa..........."you have to have the utmost confidence in that God has you exactly where he wants you."
I have new life.........I'm at peace, nor do I regret anything any longer........there is a reason.....time will tell!
I was telling a friend the other day that.............."you have to see the big picture.........for God does that all the time. How do I know this? Easy......he allows (he doesn't create it) evil to happen to bring out the greater good." God is a big picture kind of guy.......which means that little details are not perfect nor all that important, but the end game is the most advantageous to all parties, even the person going through the crap. He's interested in souls for his kingdom, not ours.
The big picture.........I knew that through all of this mess I would be fine.....in some weird way. I knew I'd be okay, but I would have to go through Hell to get there. The big picture.........please God be easier on the details with me next time..........please : - )
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Do As I Say, Dont Do As I Do
I love that phrase! Don't you?
Anyway.....if you read my blog.....I wanna know about it......especially Aggies and Texans in general......don't be shy...I'm not : - )
All comments of indifference, condescension, praise and especially sarcasm are all welcome!
Anyway.....if you read my blog.....I wanna know about it......especially Aggies and Texans in general......don't be shy...I'm not : - )
All comments of indifference, condescension, praise and especially sarcasm are all welcome!
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Split The Difference
There we were speeding along a curving main road in my hometown. It was four lanes wide, two lanes going and two coming.
"Don't you ever follow the speed limit?" my brother asked sarcastically.
"Whats the speed limit..." I asked coyly.
"Bitch, you know the limit........you haven't been away from here that long," he shot back.
As he said this I was passing a car which was on the right; it was red. As I turned my attention back to the front, I noticed my speedometer was tapping 58 while the limit was a 40. As I had the sense of amusement, for I knew the limit and was just in a hurry to go eat, I noticed a Camaro on the near opposite lane wanting to turn ahead. The turn was going to cross my path and that of the car that I had just passed. No biggie.....it would just have to wait until the red car and I cleared........well little did I know the Camaro was for student drivers........
The student driver began his half-ass turn and decided to stop. The problem is that there is no turning lane on this four lane road. His fucking nose was three to four feet into my lane which is already narrow as it is. He decided to stop......... Anyhow I put on the brakes, but my momentum was just carrying me through and through........the back brakes locked up and the rears skidded. I wanted to swerve to my right, but the red car was upcoming.
I wanted to stop but I was going too fast. The next course of action......TURN INTO THE FUCKING CAR! There is a problem with that........the opposing lane furthest from me, nearest to the student driver Camaro was a large Chevy SUV. Two sets of cars even with each other going in their respective directions, not much room for error.
No time to think! I turned into the Camaro and the on-coming white Chevy and hoped to split the difference. Sure enough there was room for the Camaro had pulled enough into my lane to free up space between his car and the adjacent truck. I squeaked through there as nimble as a cat. By this time, my bro's ass was off the seat with a big time "shock and awe" look on his face.
"Fucken eh baby!" I said so excitedly for I had pulled off a total disaster. I had been tested and passed! I kept my nerve in the face of sure disaster and possible death. At no time did I ever think of the pain or loss that would have been experienced in the coming moments. All that ran in my head was, "how do you play this?" "How do you avoid disaster?" I passed with flying colors. My bro and I were stoked about it afterwards. We high-fived each other and laughed. I was totally ripped to do anything. The adrenaline was phenomenal.......
Its been 8 hours since it happened. I know for sure that the occupants of those four cars/trucks will have a story to tell from here on out. Death was cheated today!! I know that later on at lunch, my brother seemed a bit held back a bit.......I guess the reality caught up to him of what had happened and what could have been....... After all, he has a daughter.........I don't have shit.
I'm sorry that I had put him through that. His ass was out of the seat hollering through the whole dilemma. He values life a bit more than I do. Amazingly, I was calm afterwards.......no shakes, no sweating, no sense of loss, no sense of remorse, no thanks to God for averting disaster..........I was cold about it. I joked sparingly about it. In fact at lunch, my mother had talked about a funeral she attended.........."well, you almost attended two more today, let me tell ya," I chimed back.
Cynical about love, happiness, and now life.........my God, what has happened to me............
"Don't you ever follow the speed limit?" my brother asked sarcastically.
"Whats the speed limit..." I asked coyly.
"Bitch, you know the limit........you haven't been away from here that long," he shot back.
As he said this I was passing a car which was on the right; it was red. As I turned my attention back to the front, I noticed my speedometer was tapping 58 while the limit was a 40. As I had the sense of amusement, for I knew the limit and was just in a hurry to go eat, I noticed a Camaro on the near opposite lane wanting to turn ahead. The turn was going to cross my path and that of the car that I had just passed. No biggie.....it would just have to wait until the red car and I cleared........well little did I know the Camaro was for student drivers........
The student driver began his half-ass turn and decided to stop. The problem is that there is no turning lane on this four lane road. His fucking nose was three to four feet into my lane which is already narrow as it is. He decided to stop......... Anyhow I put on the brakes, but my momentum was just carrying me through and through........the back brakes locked up and the rears skidded. I wanted to swerve to my right, but the red car was upcoming.
I wanted to stop but I was going too fast. The next course of action......TURN INTO THE FUCKING CAR! There is a problem with that........the opposing lane furthest from me, nearest to the student driver Camaro was a large Chevy SUV. Two sets of cars even with each other going in their respective directions, not much room for error.
No time to think! I turned into the Camaro and the on-coming white Chevy and hoped to split the difference. Sure enough there was room for the Camaro had pulled enough into my lane to free up space between his car and the adjacent truck. I squeaked through there as nimble as a cat. By this time, my bro's ass was off the seat with a big time "shock and awe" look on his face.
"Fucken eh baby!" I said so excitedly for I had pulled off a total disaster. I had been tested and passed! I kept my nerve in the face of sure disaster and possible death. At no time did I ever think of the pain or loss that would have been experienced in the coming moments. All that ran in my head was, "how do you play this?" "How do you avoid disaster?" I passed with flying colors. My bro and I were stoked about it afterwards. We high-fived each other and laughed. I was totally ripped to do anything. The adrenaline was phenomenal.......
Its been 8 hours since it happened. I know for sure that the occupants of those four cars/trucks will have a story to tell from here on out. Death was cheated today!! I know that later on at lunch, my brother seemed a bit held back a bit.......I guess the reality caught up to him of what had happened and what could have been....... After all, he has a daughter.........I don't have shit.
I'm sorry that I had put him through that. His ass was out of the seat hollering through the whole dilemma. He values life a bit more than I do. Amazingly, I was calm afterwards.......no shakes, no sweating, no sense of loss, no sense of remorse, no thanks to God for averting disaster..........I was cold about it. I joked sparingly about it. In fact at lunch, my mother had talked about a funeral she attended.........."well, you almost attended two more today, let me tell ya," I chimed back.
Cynical about love, happiness, and now life.........my God, what has happened to me............
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
The Past Draws Near
I've noticed things lately that have brought back the past.
The stamp on my client's papers today was her birthday.
I accidentally called a friend from my past......I'll see him soon within a month or so.
When I dialed and accidentally got my friend, I was actually calling my Ador.. coordinator. She is wanting me to cover the Wednesday 2 AM hour for a person. It happens to be an hour over my college hour back @ A&M---Wednesday 1 AM.
I see the bike again at work............I KNOW I ALWAYS MENTION IT A LOT.
I'll be taking accounting or statistics to freshen up on my learning.......either way will prove me well for later career opportunities. Wow, college again!
Fortune cookie....."Luck is coming your way." Who gives a shit about a paper in a piece of dough. Although, months ago a fortune cookie said, "You will have a peaceful life." How I want to believe! I'll take the latter any day of the week.
It draws near...........the rest of the year will be interesting!
Funny thing......year 4 and 5 are ones of growing. In high school, I started rough and grew b/c of sheer force. I had to.... I had no choice. I had to fight through pain when I was younger. Same the past few years.....growing pains at my first two jobs. I had to push myself like I did back in high school. But, I grew! I grew b/c I pushed myself.
Funny thing...year 6 is more of a constancy effect. I was constant in 96. Not too much growth b/c I had grown. I was in stride. I was stronger. Again last year, I was striding. Finished my old job strong and began my new one quite easily. The transition was easy, not too bad.
Funny thing.....year 7 was strong and tough at the same time. My high school year was like this tried my nerve with a girl A; I also was strong in athletics and school. It would later turn into a year of closure on things toward the winter. I ended my football season on a high note.....then it was freedom at last. Seems this year 7 started out tough with finding out of her marriage. I was stronger with a tough Lent. I went to communion and confession more than I had in the past five years combined...... It woke me up. I didn't sleep well, eat well, think well................its milder now. I was humbled. I predict that the rest of the year will be easier, for it will only get better somehow.
Funny thing,,,,,year 8 was newness. Back in 98 I experienced a huge liberty and a newness as far as responsibility, schedule, and adventure. '08 should be an interesting experience with something new coming on. In addition, I had a small crush on a girl in 98. Maybe that will happen this time around.
Funny thing........year 9 is a pull back year. Reality set in 99. I went into it cocky but by mid year it sat me on my ass b/c I wasn't serious. 2009 could break me if the pattern holds up b/c I get too cocky etc. Take on a challenge, but be ready to work for it.
Funny thing.....year 0. Year zero was a steady year. Nothing too erratic that I can think of.
Year 1.........I got to know of L, she was gone, and 9/11 happened. Year of delight and then loneliness/despair. 7 9 1 are very significant years. They set up as launching pads for the downs that follow.
As far as the past goes, if I could do it over again..............I never would have gone to Aggieland. I would have probably went to another university. As far as the bullshit involved in people and work, I'd take it on again.
The stamp on my client's papers today was her birthday.
I accidentally called a friend from my past......I'll see him soon within a month or so.
When I dialed and accidentally got my friend, I was actually calling my Ador.. coordinator. She is wanting me to cover the Wednesday 2 AM hour for a person. It happens to be an hour over my college hour back @ A&M---Wednesday 1 AM.
I see the bike again at work............I KNOW I ALWAYS MENTION IT A LOT.
I'll be taking accounting or statistics to freshen up on my learning.......either way will prove me well for later career opportunities. Wow, college again!
Fortune cookie....."Luck is coming your way." Who gives a shit about a paper in a piece of dough. Although, months ago a fortune cookie said, "You will have a peaceful life." How I want to believe! I'll take the latter any day of the week.
It draws near...........the rest of the year will be interesting!
Funny thing......year 4 and 5 are ones of growing. In high school, I started rough and grew b/c of sheer force. I had to.... I had no choice. I had to fight through pain when I was younger. Same the past few years.....growing pains at my first two jobs. I had to push myself like I did back in high school. But, I grew! I grew b/c I pushed myself.
Funny thing...year 6 is more of a constancy effect. I was constant in 96. Not too much growth b/c I had grown. I was in stride. I was stronger. Again last year, I was striding. Finished my old job strong and began my new one quite easily. The transition was easy, not too bad.
Funny thing.....year 7 was strong and tough at the same time. My high school year was like this tried my nerve with a girl A; I also was strong in athletics and school. It would later turn into a year of closure on things toward the winter. I ended my football season on a high note.....then it was freedom at last. Seems this year 7 started out tough with finding out of her marriage. I was stronger with a tough Lent. I went to communion and confession more than I had in the past five years combined...... It woke me up. I didn't sleep well, eat well, think well................its milder now. I was humbled. I predict that the rest of the year will be easier, for it will only get better somehow.
Funny thing,,,,,year 8 was newness. Back in 98 I experienced a huge liberty and a newness as far as responsibility, schedule, and adventure. '08 should be an interesting experience with something new coming on. In addition, I had a small crush on a girl in 98. Maybe that will happen this time around.
Funny thing........year 9 is a pull back year. Reality set in 99. I went into it cocky but by mid year it sat me on my ass b/c I wasn't serious. 2009 could break me if the pattern holds up b/c I get too cocky etc. Take on a challenge, but be ready to work for it.
Funny thing.....year 0. Year zero was a steady year. Nothing too erratic that I can think of.
Year 1.........I got to know of L, she was gone, and 9/11 happened. Year of delight and then loneliness/despair. 7 9 1 are very significant years. They set up as launching pads for the downs that follow.
As far as the past goes, if I could do it over again..............I never would have gone to Aggieland. I would have probably went to another university. As far as the bullshit involved in people and work, I'd take it on again.
Its Been A While
Its been a while........where do I start?
Lets start with........
1) I'm benching more than 225 now.....shoulders are stronger according to my military press. Squats are strong too @ 225, 8 reps. Not bad for a stiff back. Exercise ball really helps the back. Damn I need a new mattress.
2) I maybe going to Kansas City in late July/early August; I'll skip the Vegas trip.
3) I'll finish my pilot's license soon
4) I shorted an oil refinery....why? Well gas is going down yet refineries are on their way up.....a gift or am I fooling myself? To be frank, I've fooled myself a lot
5) I need to take more accounting; maybe I'll meet some interesting young chicks.
6) Well, I did meet an economist..........maybe I should do that. He did mention the opportunity word. Just gotta call ahead of time before my next trip to Dallas.
7) I saw someone's license the other day........she looked just like L. The person looked totally different in real life. I purposefully held on to it longer than necessary.
8) I keep seeing the bike......the girl who rides it is well off. Why is she riding that damn thing in the summer heat?
9) I think those bank girls like me.....
10) J hasn't talked to me in a while until we had that nice conversation yesterday ; - )
11) Blo isn't feeling good; she needs either a slap in the face, a good screw, or ....
12) Nash might not be with us much longer......but he will be comfy with his new hip meds
13) I really like my protein shakes.........cool cappuccino
14) Haven't seen elevator girl in a while......
15) Resigned my lease.......houses have gone up too high lately around here
16) Jeff Gordon......ur the man!
17) She left to Lubbock............you could have said good bye. I was being a gentleman to you.
18) Go to HEB after work....the babes are there! What a coincidence!
19) I was thinking the other day.......will God get pissed if I prefer not to include him in future prospects? Or is that a prerequisite for Heaven?
20) Shit,,,,,,,I cant clear my head for nothing!
21) I want to join the shooting range, but I don't want to sit and listen to a two hour orientation.
22) I could never really get into Rescue Me, but when the hell is Nip Tuck gonna pick back up?
23) I wanna go see Pirates......, Oceans 13, and something else.......I forget.
24) I cant wait until December.....bye then I would have completed another class, surgery, and another trip to training. I love the winter..........or don't you know that?
25) My rough spot went away..........very nice
26) A couple of my buddies and I went out for drinks. They are a riot......quirky laughs to condescending comments to snapping like rapid dogs. Buddy, don't call a girl Croat!
Lets start with........
1) I'm benching more than 225 now.....shoulders are stronger according to my military press. Squats are strong too @ 225, 8 reps. Not bad for a stiff back. Exercise ball really helps the back. Damn I need a new mattress.
2) I maybe going to Kansas City in late July/early August; I'll skip the Vegas trip.
3) I'll finish my pilot's license soon
4) I shorted an oil refinery....why? Well gas is going down yet refineries are on their way up.....a gift or am I fooling myself? To be frank, I've fooled myself a lot
5) I need to take more accounting; maybe I'll meet some interesting young chicks.
6) Well, I did meet an economist..........maybe I should do that. He did mention the opportunity word. Just gotta call ahead of time before my next trip to Dallas.
7) I saw someone's license the other day........she looked just like L. The person looked totally different in real life. I purposefully held on to it longer than necessary.
8) I keep seeing the bike......the girl who rides it is well off. Why is she riding that damn thing in the summer heat?
9) I think those bank girls like me.....
10) J hasn't talked to me in a while until we had that nice conversation yesterday ; - )
11) Blo isn't feeling good; she needs either a slap in the face, a good screw, or ....
12) Nash might not be with us much longer......but he will be comfy with his new hip meds
13) I really like my protein shakes.........cool cappuccino
14) Haven't seen elevator girl in a while......
15) Resigned my lease.......houses have gone up too high lately around here
16) Jeff Gordon......ur the man!
17) She left to Lubbock............you could have said good bye. I was being a gentleman to you.
18) Go to HEB after work....the babes are there! What a coincidence!
19) I was thinking the other day.......will God get pissed if I prefer not to include him in future prospects? Or is that a prerequisite for Heaven?
20) Shit,,,,,,,I cant clear my head for nothing!
21) I want to join the shooting range, but I don't want to sit and listen to a two hour orientation.
22) I could never really get into Rescue Me, but when the hell is Nip Tuck gonna pick back up?
23) I wanna go see Pirates......, Oceans 13, and something else.......I forget.
24) I cant wait until December.....bye then I would have completed another class, surgery, and another trip to training. I love the winter..........or don't you know that?
25) My rough spot went away..........very nice
26) A couple of my buddies and I went out for drinks. They are a riot......quirky laughs to condescending comments to snapping like rapid dogs. Buddy, don't call a girl Croat!
Sunday, June 10, 2007
You're Nice, But No Thanks
There I was laying down a lounge chair near the pool. I was looking straight up on this cool, cloudy Friday. I notice a jet fly by........I wanna do that someday. But for now, I'll be looking up a lot.
The pool was nice even though I just spotted the mischievous little kid, who had been running around all evening, pull out his little pecker and pee in the plucker. That damn kid really annoyed the shit out of me. His mom was cute, and she did do a good job of keeping him at bay as far as not hurting himself........Lady, be a mom and let your son fall on his ass from time to time. It'll teach him character and discipline, and the fact that he's not invincible.
I was trying hard not to look at the folks at the table next to me. We had gathered for a birthday for the evening. The majority of them were ladies; the only one near my age was a young college-bound blonde who happened to be the daughter of the birthday girl. She was cute; I loved her dark eyes. Nothing like dark eyes with blonde hair, but dark hair would be better ; - )
As I said the majority were ladies, but there were two guys from the outset who made me feel uncomfy, hence the looking around and avoidance of the talk. There was this particular guy there who was GAY. Now, don't get me wrong, I don't hate or despise gays, but this guy made me feel uncomfy. He was out-going and everyone liked his attention. However, I felt that he was giving me a bit too much eye contact.
I was quiet. All I could think was, "Don't make eye contact with him, ya Fag." LOL, the fag part comes from my friend J in Chicago. She calls me that all the time.
So I paid attention to the European style townhouses that I was in the middle of...........they were nice. "Maybe I should look into buying one of these, " I thought. I liked how the pool area was enclosed by the towering homes.......lined with elaborate trees, tressels, and woodwork. Very nice, but very susceptible to home owner's association fees! Yikes!
9:30 couldn't come soon enough. I enjoyed my time out there, but it was time to go, get a burger (there was no food at the party), and go home to watch HOUSE.
I'm sleepy: I'm going to bed.
Night all!!
The pool was nice even though I just spotted the mischievous little kid, who had been running around all evening, pull out his little pecker and pee in the plucker. That damn kid really annoyed the shit out of me. His mom was cute, and she did do a good job of keeping him at bay as far as not hurting himself........Lady, be a mom and let your son fall on his ass from time to time. It'll teach him character and discipline, and the fact that he's not invincible.
I was trying hard not to look at the folks at the table next to me. We had gathered for a birthday for the evening. The majority of them were ladies; the only one near my age was a young college-bound blonde who happened to be the daughter of the birthday girl. She was cute; I loved her dark eyes. Nothing like dark eyes with blonde hair, but dark hair would be better ; - )
As I said the majority were ladies, but there were two guys from the outset who made me feel uncomfy, hence the looking around and avoidance of the talk. There was this particular guy there who was GAY. Now, don't get me wrong, I don't hate or despise gays, but this guy made me feel uncomfy. He was out-going and everyone liked his attention. However, I felt that he was giving me a bit too much eye contact.
I was quiet. All I could think was, "Don't make eye contact with him, ya Fag." LOL, the fag part comes from my friend J in Chicago. She calls me that all the time.
So I paid attention to the European style townhouses that I was in the middle of...........they were nice. "Maybe I should look into buying one of these, " I thought. I liked how the pool area was enclosed by the towering homes.......lined with elaborate trees, tressels, and woodwork. Very nice, but very susceptible to home owner's association fees! Yikes!
9:30 couldn't come soon enough. I enjoyed my time out there, but it was time to go, get a burger (there was no food at the party), and go home to watch HOUSE.
I'm sleepy: I'm going to bed.
Night all!!
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Good & Bad
Today was interesting......
Turns out a client will have to wait a bit longer for her money because I accidentally sat on her file a few days too late. She's pissed, but she'll have to get over it. She cant fire me; I'm free!
I felt a pull in my knee today when doing squats. I was doing sets of 205 and I wanted to take it up. I felt the pull and some pain, so I stopped. I'll be fine....it just needs better stretching next time.
I took a huge turd today. Us guys take pleasure and pride in that, thank you!
My boss has signed off on my advancement: more bucks, more opportunities, more satisfaction. Besides, they are glad to see me stay as opposed to taking another job that was highly touted. I like my "family." One is good-looking, another is like a mom, another is like an immature sister, another is like a girlfriend generations beyond mine. Yeah, I like it.
Turns out a client will have to wait a bit longer for her money because I accidentally sat on her file a few days too late. She's pissed, but she'll have to get over it. She cant fire me; I'm free!
I felt a pull in my knee today when doing squats. I was doing sets of 205 and I wanted to take it up. I felt the pull and some pain, so I stopped. I'll be fine....it just needs better stretching next time.
I took a huge turd today. Us guys take pleasure and pride in that, thank you!
My boss has signed off on my advancement: more bucks, more opportunities, more satisfaction. Besides, they are glad to see me stay as opposed to taking another job that was highly touted. I like my "family." One is good-looking, another is like a mom, another is like an immature sister, another is like a girlfriend generations beyond mine. Yeah, I like it.
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
The Hunt
"Dude, lets go see" my buddy J says. (I have like five or six people on my phone with names starting in J)
"Are you serious?" I reply.
"Yes, lets go. I wanna go see......."
"Fine, I'll be there in about ten minutes."
"Dude, I live at the corner of Tho..."
"I know where you live; I'll be there in ten minutes."
So there I go getting my butt ready to get my buddy. It was Monday night, and I was bored. He was bored, too. What made our night less boring was the fact we were going to go check out where this Milf lived. According to my friend, she was in her forties, well-endowed, sexy, and didnt look a day over 30. I was interested! What the hell did I have to loose?
I got into my truck and felt the dampness of the seat. I had forgotten that I had foamed and scrubbed the seat earlier that evening. Maybe if I put a towel behind me when I get out of the gym I wouldn't have to clean and scrub the plucker. Anyhow, I knew I wouldn't be getting off the truck unless absolutely necessary. I felt like I was in high school again doing God knows what.......
Anyway, after shooting my favorite expletive, I took off to the southern part of town.
It was well after 9:30 as I made my way to my friends house. I pulled over, and he came out.
"Dude, how did you know where I lived? You just drove up as if you knew exactly..."
"I know b/c you told me like five times already. Besides, you live at the corner house and your door was open out of all the houses within two blocks." I said.
"Dude, are your windows tinted?"
"Nope.....does it matter? Hell, its almost 10. No one can see in."
"Are you sure?"
"In fact we're gonna roll up the windows and turn on the AC. Time to get into stealth mode, baby."
I was making my way through the neighborhood streets to her house. I didn't know where she lived, but I did do some homework at Yahoo Maps. Sure enough I got a good idea as to where she'd be. I was driving and then....
"Dude, I feel like I'm in high school."
"I guess......by the way, I brought us some rubbers..." I said jokingly. He thought I was serious.
He laughs. "Dude, no way! Are you serious Dude?"
"Friggin eh dude, I figured if we got a threesome going then we'd need some protection!"
"Are you serious Dude? You're beginning to worry me now....." he said as he continued to laugh.
"No, I'm bullshitting you. Besides I'm going along on this so that your dumbass doesn't end up screwing her and getting her pregnant. Lately, you've been saintly about how God has been leading you through the desert....." I'm saying this smiling. I noticed that he wasn't laughing anymore. So I stopped. His gaze was focused on what was going by the windows and not to what I was saying.
"And there it is..." I said this in pointing out the street she lived on.
"Dude, which one is it?"
"I cant remember her address..."
"Ah shit dude......." he said half disappointed yet half- hornballed.
We drove down the street and then made a U-turn. We came back down the street. The address rang in my head, but it was too dark to see anything. As we saw the last house before turning off, I noticed the address on the curb of the corner house. Very Nice!!!!
I made a uey,,,,,,,,,,,,,,again. I went back down the street....
"Its gonna be the third one down" I said.
"How do you know?
"Because she's a five, dude" I said.
As we drove, he made the comment of how she might notice my truck. I then I had to tell him that it was dark and very little could be seen. The house was pretty much dark with a few lights on. You could tell they had a big screen TV and a computer in the bedroom.
"Lets go eat........"
"Yeah, lets go..."
"Nevermind, I forgot my wallet" I said.
"Dude, I got ya......" J was being generous, unlike his usual cheap ass.
So we went to a Taco Villa. We talked about jobs, women, bars, clubs, obsessions with older women, stuck up broads in high schools, yada yada. I decided since I wasn't paying that I'd order the expensive steak quesadilla.......I got bitched at. Oh well.
So we begin eating.........he's not the most civilized of eaters. He eats using both hands without wiping them off before putting his paws on his drink. So there I sat listening to him.......all the while looking that piece of cheese on his fingers, the cheese on the corner of his mouth and another strand on his cup of coke....
"Dude, I so want that girl......."
"No you dont, my job is to make sure you dont." I came back ever so modestly.
"Dude, I just wanna show up at her door and just..."
"Easy now, Tiger. You're not going to do that........remember ur new found spirituallity and how God has saved your ass from misery at your old j.o.b. Remember? Besides, I want you to get a hold of her and offer to meet her for lunch. Tell her that you will be joined by a buddy, me."
"Dude, I dont know. I'll try."
"No, you DO it. Anyone can try........make sure it happens. I WANT to meet her." I was being serious.
We got up, went outside, and talked more about hitting a club. It was Monday, and our attire wasn't up to par. After a while, I got tired of the bugs around us and I headed inside.
"Dude, lets go by there again," he says.
"Sure, why not? It'll only be like our sixth time doing it. Why stop now!"
So there we go........down her street. As we near her block, we see a cop car turn off early.
"J, that cop was tipped off; I know it" I said.
"Ah shit dude,," he says and immediately begins to laugh like a hyenia, as he had been all night long.
I watched the cop as he turned off. If he pulled a uey, then I'd drop the lights and turn hard right and park at a house. Fortunately, he kept going.
So after the cop was off our back, we kept on down. There it was.....the house of the MILF. Wow, lol. I kid you. He was ga-ga on this browd, broad, broud........however you spell the plucker. I just wanted to meet her..........and I just might in the coming days, pardon the pun.
"Thats her house dude," I said so we wouldn't have keep going by there.
"Okay, I'm gonna go by here tomorrow or something"
"And there's the car I'm gonna wreck into...." I said.
I had to swerve to avoid missing a parked car on the street. My attention was too much into seeing her house. As usual, my buddy J starts laughing like a hyenia. I hate hyenias.
"Dude, that would have been fucked up......" he says laughing his ass off.
"No shit, I would take off running and leave the truck behind......the title hasn't transferred yet."
"Are you serious?" I reply.
"Yes, lets go. I wanna go see......."
"Fine, I'll be there in about ten minutes."
"Dude, I live at the corner of Tho..."
"I know where you live; I'll be there in ten minutes."
So there I go getting my butt ready to get my buddy. It was Monday night, and I was bored. He was bored, too. What made our night less boring was the fact we were going to go check out where this Milf lived. According to my friend, she was in her forties, well-endowed, sexy, and didnt look a day over 30. I was interested! What the hell did I have to loose?
I got into my truck and felt the dampness of the seat. I had forgotten that I had foamed and scrubbed the seat earlier that evening. Maybe if I put a towel behind me when I get out of the gym I wouldn't have to clean and scrub the plucker. Anyhow, I knew I wouldn't be getting off the truck unless absolutely necessary. I felt like I was in high school again doing God knows what.......
Anyway, after shooting my favorite expletive, I took off to the southern part of town.
It was well after 9:30 as I made my way to my friends house. I pulled over, and he came out.
"Dude, how did you know where I lived? You just drove up as if you knew exactly..."
"I know b/c you told me like five times already. Besides, you live at the corner house and your door was open out of all the houses within two blocks." I said.
"Dude, are your windows tinted?"
"Nope.....does it matter? Hell, its almost 10. No one can see in."
"Are you sure?"
"In fact we're gonna roll up the windows and turn on the AC. Time to get into stealth mode, baby."
He laughs.
I was making my way through the neighborhood streets to her house. I didn't know where she lived, but I did do some homework at Yahoo Maps. Sure enough I got a good idea as to where she'd be. I was driving and then....
"Dude, I feel like I'm in high school."
"I guess......by the way, I brought us some rubbers..." I said jokingly. He thought I was serious.
He laughs. "Dude, no way! Are you serious Dude?"
"Friggin eh dude, I figured if we got a threesome going then we'd need some protection!"
"Are you serious Dude? You're beginning to worry me now....." he said as he continued to laugh.
"No, I'm bullshitting you. Besides I'm going along on this so that your dumbass doesn't end up screwing her and getting her pregnant. Lately, you've been saintly about how God has been leading you through the desert....." I'm saying this smiling. I noticed that he wasn't laughing anymore. So I stopped. His gaze was focused on what was going by the windows and not to what I was saying.
"And there it is..." I said this in pointing out the street she lived on.
"Dude, which one is it?"
"I cant remember her address..."
"Ah shit dude......." he said half disappointed yet half- hornballed.
We drove down the street and then made a U-turn. We came back down the street. The address rang in my head, but it was too dark to see anything. As we saw the last house before turning off, I noticed the address on the curb of the corner house. Very Nice!!!!
I made a uey,,,,,,,,,,,,,,again. I went back down the street....
"Its gonna be the third one down" I said.
"How do you know?
"Because she's a five, dude" I said.
As we drove, he made the comment of how she might notice my truck. I then I had to tell him that it was dark and very little could be seen. The house was pretty much dark with a few lights on. You could tell they had a big screen TV and a computer in the bedroom.
"Lets go eat........"
"Yeah, lets go..."
"Nevermind, I forgot my wallet" I said.
"Dude, I got ya......" J was being generous, unlike his usual cheap ass.
So we went to a Taco Villa. We talked about jobs, women, bars, clubs, obsessions with older women, stuck up broads in high schools, yada yada. I decided since I wasn't paying that I'd order the expensive steak quesadilla.......I got bitched at. Oh well.
So we begin eating.........he's not the most civilized of eaters. He eats using both hands without wiping them off before putting his paws on his drink. So there I sat listening to him.......all the while looking that piece of cheese on his fingers, the cheese on the corner of his mouth and another strand on his cup of coke....
"Dude, I so want that girl......."
"No you dont, my job is to make sure you dont." I came back ever so modestly.
"Dude, I just wanna show up at her door and just..."
"Easy now, Tiger. You're not going to do that........remember ur new found spirituallity and how God has saved your ass from misery at your old j.o.b. Remember? Besides, I want you to get a hold of her and offer to meet her for lunch. Tell her that you will be joined by a buddy, me."
"Dude, I dont know. I'll try."
"No, you DO it. Anyone can try........make sure it happens. I WANT to meet her." I was being serious.
We got up, went outside, and talked more about hitting a club. It was Monday, and our attire wasn't up to par. After a while, I got tired of the bugs around us and I headed inside.
"Dude, lets go by there again," he says.
"Sure, why not? It'll only be like our sixth time doing it. Why stop now!"
So there we go........down her street. As we near her block, we see a cop car turn off early.
"J, that cop was tipped off; I know it" I said.
"Ah shit dude,," he says and immediately begins to laugh like a hyenia, as he had been all night long.
I watched the cop as he turned off. If he pulled a uey, then I'd drop the lights and turn hard right and park at a house. Fortunately, he kept going.
So after the cop was off our back, we kept on down. There it was.....the house of the MILF. Wow, lol. I kid you. He was ga-ga on this browd, broad, broud........however you spell the plucker. I just wanted to meet her..........and I just might in the coming days, pardon the pun.
"Thats her house dude," I said so we wouldn't have keep going by there.
"Okay, I'm gonna go by here tomorrow or something"
"And there's the car I'm gonna wreck into...." I said.
I had to swerve to avoid missing a parked car on the street. My attention was too much into seeing her house. As usual, my buddy J starts laughing like a hyenia. I hate hyenias.
"Dude, that would have been fucked up......" he says laughing his ass off.
"No shit, I would take off running and leave the truck behind......the title hasn't transferred yet."
They Keep On Coming
"It has to happen on my time...." says Mr. Big. Two seconds later I see an interesting looking porn star.
I see the Aggie Sticker.
I see a number Hondas today; by this time before work, I had seen 5-6 things.
Waiting on the world to change........as I'm ringing stuff in my head. Just when I wanna throw in the towel........something keeps my head up.
"Trust me" he says...........I'm destined or totally screwed in my head.
I see the Aggie Sticker.
I see a number Hondas today; by this time before work, I had seen 5-6 things.
Waiting on the world to change........as I'm ringing stuff in my head. Just when I wanna throw in the towel........something keeps my head up.
"Trust me" he says...........I'm destined or totally screwed in my head.
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