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Umm I hate to rain on your singular parade CBOATS, but COdy well being was perfectly intact at the end of 9. He was content in the world. See no character in peril, no flaiming biz jets... no missles... no WMD's perfectly safe and happy.

Hrmmm nope I did not mean touche... and no, not in the least dyslexic.

Touchy..... And I rather thought the restroom scene was settled... geesh whats with people wanting everything spelled out for them?

ROTFLMAO!!!!

Much less preferable then last week. It started out more or less the same. Monday brings work, then the phone call came. The phone call its self wasn't all that surprising. I have an aunt who has been... existing in Oregon. Living in the trailer park with her husband, and her daughter (who is about a month younger then I) and her 4 (?) kids. Anyhow she has been calling lately, mending bridges she burned a number of years ago with a bad real estate agreement. My mom has been sending clothes, and christmas gifts up via some curier service or another. Anyhow, this Aunt called Monday morning. "It's January again," she said in resignation. The paramedics had just left. Her husband had passed sometime in the night. Massive coronary inclusion they said. Dead before he hit the ground. I'm confused about it though. I feel no remorse for the man. I feel bad that my aunt is in the situation, but not overly so because she should have walked away from him a long time ago. I wonder, if this basic lack of sympathy makes me some sort of monster? I'd like to think not. He was the monster, with wandering hands for his step children. I don't understand why my aunt ever got back with him. when he was out of the picture serving his court mandated "time away" she had a clean house, her kids listened. As soon as he came back into the picture it was udder chaos. All he did was sit in front of the tv and drink pepsi. Well aside from messing with the kids. I guess I'll never understand, and I'll never take pause in his exit from this world. My sister asked if he ever tried anything with me, if that was the reason I am the way "I am". No I never spent enough time at that house to be indoctrinated into such... things. I guess I am lucky in that regard, but now I wonder how many will think he did and because he did that is the reason I am the way "I am". I don't know if he was sorry for what he did. What i do know is that sorry doesn't always fix things. Sorry doesnt instantly rebuild trust where it was wasted, or give birth to it, where it never existed before. Point is I guess, even if he did regret. Regret is not enough, it's a step in the right direction even if you had made one step forward and two steps back in the past.

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I can tell you exactly when I post the last chapter of "Dreams and Cliffed Wings" Never. I don't write a story by that name, did you just leak the name of your next spoof serial? Graeme Graeme!!! get him

now wait a minute... I think it should go by number of nominations... and that was my understanding from last year. the three highest nominations are what went on the ballot, after that other nominations where dropped.

Now now graeme... It certainly is that time. We all have to nominate Cj for king to ensure his place on the ballot. You know that after all the top four authors with the most nominations will have their place secured Oh we should all nominate Krista as well.... We are STILL waiting on a conclusion for christian

I like that story. It seems so senseless on the surface, so insignificant. Funny how its always the times that seem that way end up being the moments that change our lives. She sounded like a firecracker.

Have you ever had somebody, through their actions, ruin something for you? My brother is the only of my parents four children to spawn grandchildren. I know my hang-ups, I can't say what it is with my sisters... that's a whole different subject. Anyhow seeing as he has the only grandchildren he thinks he can get away with stuff, or dangle the two of them over our heads. He effectively has me burnt out on children. Knowing this pisses me off at him more. I mean how selfish can you be? How can you make demands of people who buy all of your kids damn school clothes, buy all of your kids damn Christmas? Do you think all that crap actually gets delivered by a fat man in a red suit? If this wasn't enough, he... no that is not accurate, he and his wife and his in-laws give everything to the older one. I seriously have issues with the older one. Yeah I play favorites, and its not her. Her little sister got a bike for Christmas. This is the second go round for bikes, the last attempt was two years ago. The older one fell a few times, because she was too big for the training wheels and ended up bending them. Got a phone call earlier in the week. The older one was so proud of herself. She taught herself to ride the younger ones bike. Oh yeah, it has been decreed the younger one cant ride till there are training wheels. Meanwhile she gets to watch her sister ride around on her bike... Sorry its just f**ked up, and it pisses me off how those dumb ass idiots give everything to the older one, and deny the younger whatever it is the older wants. My piss ant of a brother called again to tell us how much the older is enjoying the bike. Its just aggravating. Its bad that I can look at my niece and honestly say I don't like her very much. Is it her fault? No not really. Does this make me a bad person? I dunno. I'm not happy about how all this came about. I'm not happy that it is, but the fact remains it is. meh... My Christmas was.... well said mother of these two children decided I needed a camp shovel and a camp shower for Christmas. I don't know how to feel about this. On one hand, I didn't ask for anything so no worries. On the other though, I dunno, she bought my sisters jewelry and nice stuff and I got the wal-mart mark-downs. Granted, my sisters spend a lot more time with the nieces then I do, mostly because I cant stomach then inequality, but do they honestly think the money spent on the girls comes from my sister? With her big gray truck and big gas bill for her big gray truck? On the other hand, I did get exactly what I wanted for Christmas, Now the only problem is I want more. There is so much I miss already. Steve

It all started on a Sunday in January 2007. A day I stepped out of the comfortable world I knew and into something entirely different. The following 24 months have been a blur; mostly more of the same, but a trip to San Francisco and to Dallas. Those destinations are okay, what made them special was the people I met there. The smiles I received, a collection wholly owned by myself, are some of the most precious gifts I could have recieved. The friendships formed, make those smiles so much better. the first was in a crowded amusement park. Flanked by children and husband who was doing his best to look protective with out "looking" protective. the second was a smile that said finally... It wasnt a smile for me, but rather for the woman standing next to me who wore a similar one of her own. The third came a week ago. Hidden behind a column on my front porch as I opened the door to see Rich and our Viv, but not the person I had been waiting patiently to see. I was about to scowl and ask what was up when he popped around the corner and smiled. It's a great smile. I believe Viv covered the majority of this in her blog but only through Monday night. On Tuesday there was mini-golfing on the same course we play every-time it seems. Kids were present this time around so, yeah no six pack on the back nine... Wednesday I let mike drive out to visit Viv at work and have breakfast with her on her lunch break. It got crazy foggy on New years eve / morning to the point you couldn't see that far ahead. We only got a little lost on the way to drop him off where he was staying. Typical guy, in saying goodbye I forgot to tell him that I really enjoyed meeting him, and to say thanks for spending the time hanging out with me. Or that he hugs exceptionally well. He does. So if you ever find yourself presented with the opportunity to get a hug from a raccoon... take it they are the best I had a good time Mike, I hope you did as well. In other news... I quit smoking... I'm doing okay I think. I just go through idle moments and I get the craving. I'm using gum right now, but I think I'm gonna grab a bag of Jolly ranchers or something. No it wasn't going to be a new years resolution. I just didn't smoke at all when I was running around with Mike and Viv, and by the time I had a cigarette on Thursday they tasted like shit so I was all why am I doing this? So yeah I haven't had a cigarette since Thursday. Ive been hearing some crap, GA is a great place, but it doesnt insulate us from crazy. Stop the crazy okay? Stop bragging about partying, its stupid and makes you appear idiotic and pathetic. Stop going around and making a mountain out of a molehill, it only compounds the perception caused by your previous statements. Get your life in order on your terms. Don't make your happiness dependent on other people. I had fortune once, it said if you befriend yourself you'll never be lonely. Take a hint from the fortune cookie, find a friend with the person you see when you look in the mirror. Then worry about the other things. Big hint - misusing certain items is not making a friend with that person. Bragging about it is betraying that person. yeah... I think I'm done. Steve

I didn't say TWIN!!!! ... I dont think

Now see I never said Twin... I said look a lot alike. I know it sounds horrible but there is definite familial resemblance... Plus I said big difference, you smile she scowls

wouldn't it be Fo drizzle?

why do you CJ, of all goats, have to pick on the poor misunderstood goat from DnCW?

Merry Christmas to you too CJ Does anyone else find it disturbing that the goat is somehow always managing to do me GREAT harm in his serials?

what did I let your cliff out of the bag?

Dontcha know Graeme, thats where the goats Christmas tree is located. I hear he was envious of the Torrey Pine at Torrey Pines golf course, so he recreated the look of the sentinel tree on a bluff at home. Merry Christmas!

what you do is, wait till she is waiving at her mom and dad and bum rush her on the blind side. Of course you have to be lying in wait on the side of the church opposite her parents... Have fun in the snow! thgow a snowball at someone for meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

The semester is finally done. I am pretty confidant about my English Grade. I'm sure it's going to be an A. That final was really beyond easy. Only ten questions. Three of which were quotes from King Henry IV. You had to identify who said them. It very much helped that I used both of the quotes in a paper I did on the play. Another question was: "What was Ivan Ilyich doing?" I couldn't pass it up. I had to reply: "Ivan Ilyich was dying." I couldn't pass it up, I'm a natural smart ass what can I say? You see the name of the story was "The Death of Ivan Ilyich" History.. well I am kinda lukewarm about the whole history experience. It started when I turned my first paper in and only got 9 out of 15 points. That sorta set the tone for the rest of the semester. Meh... Anyhow, got a C overall... tanked my GPA in the process. Sick thing is... I chose History over algebra to stop myself from getting a C and tanking my GPA. Well, at least I don't have two of them now. Ma and I got into another row about Gay rights. The just of the conversation went like this: her - Its a choice and they just want marriage so others are forced to reaffirm their choice of lifestyle. me - you are crazy! who in their god loving mind would ever choose lifelong harassment and osterization. Thats like telling a slave in the 1800's that they chose that! Anyhow, she has the definition of the word choice screwed up I think. No one believes its a choice anymore, well save for those right wing nut jobs. Thank god they are running into the edge of mortality. Bleh! Happy Friday right? I can't escape the feeling that I owe someone an apology. I feel like I screwed something up somewhere, but I don't knw when or where it happened. What ever it was... just... just I'm sorry. Catch you all on the flip side Steve

Hrmm... not a dork, Just all beauty contestant like

I have to study for a history final... I'm not doing it though. If I did I'd probably pass out cold. Instead, I'm sitting at work, may as well be twiddling my thumbs for as productive as I am being right now. Currently four women are being busy counting every item in the store. The only reason I am here a whole twenty hours after I woke up yesterday morning is to provide access to the office computer and to make sure they don't screw up the counts too bad. This is bleh because I still have a full nine hours to go before I can quit this place, at least for this week. Speaking of my second home, if anyone is interested, the poor guy who got hit by a car and broke his hip... He is out of the hospital. The surgery to insert a pin was successful. He is at home resting, as he will be for the next two months. A fellow employee gave him a bed, because apparently he was sleeping on one of those teeny race car bed mattresses. You know the type, not really a twin, but not really a crib mattress either. I feel kind of bad about that. Here this guy is, works 40 hrs a week... always shows up. Willing to come in with little notice in an emergency, and he's sleeping on a damn toddlers mattress. He at least has a full now, and Im going to go pick him up another set of sheets. Switching gears... I can't believe there are only seven days till Christmas. Where does the time go when you are off doing other things? Worse yet, I only have like four or five gifts for people, perhaps six. I know of at least three more that I need to get, after that I'm lost. What makes a good gift? In all rational it should be something frivolous, something that the person for whom you are getting it would never buy for themselves right? ... I dunno if I buy into that. I like to get things people need, or will find use for. I guess I'm ... odd in that respect. Speaking of gifts, I'm being bombarded with the usual "What do you want?" I think I can safely say there is little, if anything, material I want. The material things I do want, are too expensive and I'd feel beyond guilty if anyone purchased them for me. However seeing as I'm going to ask you guys a question, I guess I best volunteer the info myself right? I would like a 15 inch MacBook Pro. I'd really like apple to fix the oversights/ flaws with their iPhone, and for AT&T to fix their online multimedia message retrieval system... That however is a whole separate blog I'm afraid. yeah... that's about it. simple I guess. What are you guys wishing for this Christmas? C'mon don't be shy

So it's raining, there is even talk about the possibility of snow flurries by Wednesday. It's rather sublime to live in Southern California and see the possibility of snow in the forecast. It's not the first time it has happened. It snowed some 6 years ago now, back when I was living with my Aunt on the north side of the city. It was interesting, amazing really. there wasn't much of it, an inch or less. But, enough that you could scrap together a decent snowball of the grass and toss it at the kids running around. Yeah, it would be neat if it happened again. I'm just not going to hold my breath. I know, many you folks in more "northern" climates may be blinking like mad and asking what the fascination with snow is. Its the novelty of it, something out of the norm. My graveyard shift employee got hit by a car Thursday night, while walking home. The driver failed to notice he hit another human being, that or he just didn't care enough to stop. The person behind him stopped however. Anyhow, My employee ended up with a broken hip out of the deal. No work for 6-8 weeks. That kind of sucks, especially at this time of year. but as someone pointed out it sucks anytime of year. I'm sure, however, happening now its just like adding insult to the injury. You can't turn on the TV or the radio without hearing some exaltation of the season. I just don't feel it. Are we really supposed to buy into the notion that there is a "magic" swirling through the bitterly cold air for a month. Maybe at one point I did believe that when I was younger. Now the air only brings disappointment with the season. No magic, no snow flakes, only a cold bite that blows what little warmth you can muster out of you. That doesn't however account for surprise's that do happen. I got a phone call this morning from my boss. Directing me to pay the employee who got hit two weeks worth of pay while he is out. It's a nice gesture. As novel as snow in many cases.

Pfft Steve doesnt know what he is talking about.... He says whatever comes to mind at the moment