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Well, should I call it a milestone?  Do I get a gold star to post on this ting?  Ooh!  I know!  I can print this photo out and hang it up on my mom's fridge.  I know she will be proud.  What exactly is it that I'm celebrating?  Why, I've hit 1,000 views on this small, humble little blog.  Yes indeedy.  One.  Thousand. I know what you're thinking.  Why in the world would anyone visit this blog, and not just one time by accident.  Like, multiple times over a few months.  Honestly, I don't know.  It's just an over-hyped journal with no real literary merit and nothing to offer the poor sap that reads it.  But take a look at the screen shot I posted and let me point out some pretty cool stuff. First off, seven other countries are represented besides the United States.  The most views coming from Germany with 62.  Yes, I can hear you screaming, "But that doesn't mean anything!  Someone could be using a VPN and bouncing off of a server in Germany."  T

It's another Throw Back Thursday, and I plugged in the old hard drive to dig through some old stuff.  I use to have a blog in college and even though I did not write all that much on it, the things I did record I cherish.  I honestly do not remember some of the stuff I did but there is a written history of it, and I think that's pretty cool...a little scary, but really cool too. Nothing much happened today.  I hit the gym later in the afternoon to blow off some steam and then on to work where it really wasn't all that busy.  Still working on a few sewing projects and I really need to get my other pair of gym pants finished.  I spoke with DAB briefly tonight but I really want to get this post up and then get to bed.  He is up in Pennsylvania for the next few weeks visiting family.  He did not seem very happy with me when I told him I couldn't talk.  Story of my life...just seems like all my friends are mad at me these days. Enjoy the throwback from The Life and Times

Yo, it's a What Up Wednesday! So what does a crappy day call for?  The beach, duh!  Had to check out the sunset today.  Talk about washing away all my stress and worries.  Things are just right when I get out here, breathe in that crisp, salty air and dig my toes into the warm sand.  I don't even get into the water...well, I'm physically unable to get into the water, but that doesn't matter.  Just being there, soaking in those vibes, feeling the waves pull and tug at me from the shore...heaven.  Getting dookied on by a sea gull couldn't even spoil a beach trip for me, I'm just that locked in. Today I told one of my managers that I was searching for a new job.  The entire restaurant probably knows by now, and I really don't give a crap.  I knew full well that saying anything to anyone would mean that it would spread like wildfire, which is just another reason why I need to leave that place.  I also asked if she could put me on mornings.  I knew it wa

That's been my motivation today.  Never settle for just okay.  I've been saying to my family for months that I needed to find something better than the job I currently have.  I've been dragging my feet on it.  I have been settling on what I have, because it's safe and comfortable.  Nope, no more. I've put in three applications so far today and I feel really good about all three of them.  I'm highly qualified for these positions and I'm a good fit for them.  I have a few more that I need to stop at before the day is out.  I'm not satisfied with just okay.  I'm not satisfied with just being where I'm at.  This job has nothing to do with my goals in life except for a pay check.  I'm grateful for the chance to work, but I can only take so much of being stuck in a rut. In all honesty, though finally being motivated to do better with my life is a big reason for my current job search, another aspect is that where I'm at now is a toxic enviro

Step one: Tell them the truth. That's it, that's a comprehensive guide to pissing people off.  Tell them the truth.  Never thought it was so simple, eh?  No need to hatch a master plan or set up a series of triggering events.  You don't even have to get on the Facey Book thing and post a comment, unless that comment is the truth, then that might work.  Come on, it makes perfect sense. For instance, have you ever told a mother that her precious little angel is actually the devil incarnate?  That kid could be pure evil, a little terrorist in the making and it would absolutely just piss the mother off.  There's no WAY that little Johnny would ever hurt a fly.  Yeah, but he was trying to set my cat on fire.  Oh, he was just expressing himself.  No, he shot me the bird and told me to die as he was chasing me with a pair of scissors.  Your child needs to be evaluated.  If you've never been in a situation like that, then lucky for you.  For the rest of us...how did the

It's Sunday and I know I've not posted lately.  I'm instituting some changes, putting some lines back down, trying to get off this path I'm on.  It's a dead end so honestly, what's the point?  I'm missing out on life just sitting here waiting on the sidelines so...change.  How am I going to do that, what am I going to change?  I have no idea and if I'm honest with myself, I don't really want to do it.  I don't want to change anything.  But like all progress in life, it's not going to be easy or comfortable or enjoyable.  It's just necessary. The first thing I need to do is institute some boundaries between me and a few people.  I've allowed myself to get drawn into things that I wasn't really comfortable with and now I sort of feel trapped.  When you start erasing the lines you set for yourself, it's an uphill battle to gain that ground back.  Feelings are going to get hurt, but it just has to be done.  If these people are f

Wednesdays are stressful for me.  It's hard to explain, because it's not like a high blood pressure, seeing red type of stress.  It does not make me angry or sad or suicidal...it's just stressful.  This does not make a lick of sense, I know, but that's the best way I can think to explain it at the moment. Last night I was up way too late, but I was happy to do it.  A friend needed to talk so I burned the midnight oil well into the wee early hours of the morning.  It's just what you do, no questions, no complaints.  That made getting up to open prep this morning at work a little difficult.  I was like the Walking Dead this morning.  The snooze button was hit several times and I was nearly late.  In fact, I ran out the door without a few things I needed to have with me.  But not the coffee...I can never forget the coffee.  I will be five minutes down the road, realize that I forgot my coffee, turn my tail around to get it and deal with the ramifications from my boss

Lowspeed and Me - Lancer Initiation Party sp2005 *Just a heads up, I kinda drop an "F" bomb at the end of this post...sorry* Got a text at work today from Alex, who also goes by Lowspeed, Scope, and Sally (in no particular order).  He was picked up today for Major.  He commissioned into the Air Force in 2008 as a Second Lieutenant, or a Butter Bar as we use to call it.  Congrats bro, I'm super proud of you. Lowspeed and I go way back, like Cadillac seats.  He was in my first flight as a ROTC cadet, along with my roomie Obie.  We all became very tight that semester, fall of 2004.  Romeo Flight. In the spring of 2005, we pledged for Arnold Air Society together.  We go through hell together as pledges, pushing our mental and physical capacities to excel at everything we try to do.  It just so happens that Lowspeed and I are in the same major in school, so we just click.  We start having classes together, we go through training together, we study and hangout togethe

Meet Obadiah Last night at work, I get a text from my parents: "Baby alpaca is here!"  Well, I just had to get up this morning and go see him.  He's just the cutest little thing ever. I sent Bumpers a text and gave her the news: "I'm a daddy!"  Her reply, "A daddy to what?"  Me, "To a baby, duh."  Her, "A baby, baby?"  Haha, I thought all babies were babies.  Learn something new every day. I spent a little while out there this morning and wasn't really able to get too close to him.  Both his momma and the other female were pretty wary about my presence and kept him at a safe distance.  I was able to get some good photos, albeit from a distance.  The ones I have posted now are from my cell phone so please forgive the shoddy quality.  Proper photos will soon follow and I'm sure my parents will have them up on Facebook, Twitter and on the Barnyard website. Just before I left the farm, Laura called me.  I was so th

That's the original Power Rangers.  I remember when this show started.  To say that I loved it would be an understatement.  If it had anything to do with the Power Rangers, I wanted it.  Shoes, back pack, t-shirts, cards, toys, underwear, video games...anything.  I had dreams about being a Power Ranger, I would play Power Rangers with my friends.  I wanted to take karate classes so I could fight like a freakin' Power Ranger.  And then, this new guy pops up in the shows.  Tommy, the Green Ranger.  He had a pony tail and was strong and lifted weights.  We all wanted to be the Green Ranger. This is a panel for sewing a pillow that my mom found while she was cleaning today.  Not sure how big you can enlarge the photo, but the copyright on it says 1994.  I know it's not a Throw Back Thursday but, oh boy this makes me feel old.  I'm for sure gonna make this into a pillow.  Still on the fence about whether or not I'm going to sell it or keep it for myself.  Mom also du

I think the title says it all.  Went to church this morning solo.  Not sure what Amber was up to but dad and mom had a lot to do at the farm today.  No biggie.  And my workout partner bailed on me, but for good reason.  She had to go help her brother out at the house since he got injured and needed some help with some things.  I might shoot into the gym anyways and get in a little work out.  Planning on meeting her tomorrow morning to get pumped. The last few days have been pretty busy.  Working a lot, which is a good thing.  I had to fix Oinker's sleeping mat since it started to rip on one of the seams.  I picked up some more fabric to make myself another pair of gym pants.  These will be black and will make me look less like a surgeon (my other pair is turquoise).  I'll probably get some more jersey knit to make a few t-shirts and tanks too.  Maybe I'll start making some gym stuff and see if I can get into the athletic attire market.  Could be fun. Gotta get to work

Another shameless plug...how am I not getting paid for this stuff?  I mean, I reach like six people a day, even on day's I don't post!  So, anyways, finally got me a decent chain for my...well, honestly, I don't know what it's actually called.  It's not a dog tag.  Is it considered a charm, or is it too large to be a charm?  I don't know.  It was on this really cheap beaded necklace forever so since I'm rolling in the dough now being an honest, workin' man, I bought a nice looking chain for it. Obviously, I purchased the necklace from NYC Sterling...located in down-town Omaha.  Only kidding.  They sell on Amazon, which is where I purchased this one at.  It's 28 inches long and the links are 5mm.  It is .925 sterling silver made in Italy.  It was like, a gazillon dollars.  I put it on today and my voice lowered two octaves and I couldn't stop saying, "I pity tha fool".  My therapist was kind of worried. Went to the gym this evening

I joined a gym.  Why?  I'm the epitome of masculine physique, I know this, but still.  I joined a gym.  These are the kinds of things that happen when you are bored with no friends and nothing to do with your free time.  It was either this or a kayak...I'm starting to regret not getting the kayak.  Maybe I still will...why the heck not.  I can go to the gym, do rows on the rowing machine, then go out in my kayak and do rows in my kayak...killer! Honestly, I hate myself for joining this particular gym.  Gold's Gym...it leaves a bitter taste on my tongue.  It's so pretentious in there.  Maybe that's just a gym thing in general.  Everyone has an over-inflated sense of self-worth because they just jogged on a treadmill and pumped some iron, dude.  LOOK AT ME, I'M RIPPED!  Why are you yelling at me in all caps?  I don't care how many reps you did, can't you see I have my hater blockers in and I don't want to talk to anyone?  Anyways, I was totally con

Elmer's birthday is tomorrow (so he says...maybe I should verify this).  So, I work with Elmer at the restaurant and he is our day shift cook.  He and I goof off and joke around whenever I'm there in the mornings doing prep, which as been less and less the last few weeks, sadly.  Anyways, I had this pattern for an apron and oven mitts that I had not had an excuse to use yet so I figured an apron would be a good birthday gift for him.  I found some really good material at Wal-Mart and sewed him up a really rad apron.  Tomorrow I will swing by after church and give it to him.  Hopefully he will like it.  If not, I will definitely keep it for myself because I think it's an awesome apron.  But I'm sure he will like it...I guess I will just have to make myself one.  Football season is just around the corner so the plan is to make a Carolina Panthers apron that I can sport at work on Sundays!  Want one for yourself?  I'm taking orders, get yours made soon.