Anne

This morning on the drive into work was awesome! It is like 3 degrees here but sunny as hell. The sun, I believe, can put you in a good mood after days of sunlessness. Another thing that can change your mood is good no great songs on the radio. It was almost like I owned an IPOD and was able to use the suffle of good songs that get you excited to be alive in the morning.
So I titled this Anne because a song that Anne and I used to enjoy on Friday afternoons while Sarah was at class came on. The song was by Rusted Root called Send me on my way. It is such an up beat and carefree song it just reminded me of all the fun I used to have with Anne. I remember the day that Anne decided that she was going to purchase that cd. She came down to my room and got me. We walk to the parking lot were she kept her PONY, the coolest car ever, and we were on our way. Anne bought the CD and told me that Sarah was never to listen to that CD so as not to ruin the CD as she had with so many other, example the American Pie song. If it wasn't bad enough it was a popular get out of the bar song Sarah enjoyed playing it over and over.
Anyway so on the way back to the dorms Anne and I listened to that song and the others with her portiable CD player. It was a great day a day in which I felt that Anne and I really became friends. Not to say we weren't already friends but on that day we shared something we both liked and from that stemmed many other great times and a bond I feel still last today.
I really miss hanging out with Anne and those carefree days we once had. Anne was and will always be a great friend of mine.
Anne its just like that comedian said when your a kid 1000 laughs per day, high school 400 laughs, college 1000 laughs per day, and as an adult lucky to get 50. Hopefully we can get together sooner than later and share a bunch of laughs. :)

It

I rolled over and fell out of bed. I smashed my face off the floor, got up and ran out the bedroom door. I tripped over my dog and fell down the stairs. The coffee machine wasn't working, would have worked if the cord wasn't eaten. Went to have tea, looked in the cabinet no tea for me. Got a glass to pour in some OJ the carton was empty and we were out of milk. Forgot to pay the water bill so now I couldn't take my morning energy pill. Todays a bad day just need to go back to bed before I split my frickin head.

Texas

First off Hello...I haven't posted since June and do I feel horrible but there has been a lot going on. Jen and I are now engaged and are finalizing plans for our wedding Oct 27th '07. Other than that have been really busy with work new management team brought a lot of business so it keeps me busy with lots of OT I don't get paid for. Anyway on to Texas...

So my best friend sold his house and is moving in with his parents in Plano so he can make a new life. A month ago he asked me to drive down with him in the moving truck plus car hauler with his pickup packed to the top in the cab and one of his motorcycles in the bed. I of course said yes, he has been my closest friend for years. You know the kind that if you are sitting in a room with a bunch of people you can have a full conversation with without even speaking. Anyway so we left last friday, many of you should remember this it was after that great snow/ice storm that came through TEXAS, OKLAHOMA, MISSOURI, AND ILLINOIS (these have been capitalized to stress our dumbasses had to drive though all of these states). So we leave friday with a truck that is way overloaded, i have already mentioned one motorcycle, the other was in the moving truck with the rest of his house shit. We started our journey at around 12pm since the roads seemed to have cleared up. About 20 minutes into our trip on I80 we ran into stopped traffic on the way to I55. After a hour and a half we managed to get off I80 and take back streets over to I55, this should have made us turn around. Right before we hit I55 I take the wheel, big bad moving trucker Gene, and start our move south. Around 3:30 we where about 25 miles out of Bloomington when the roads became shitty. There were sheets of ice every where and Joe was freaking out because all we saw was spun out cars/trucks(semi) all over the road. He didn't wan't anything to happen to our truck since we had every possession that he held dear to him in the truck and on the car hauler. I managed to go further to just outside Sprinfield when I decided I couldn't drive like that anymore. So we saw a sign for budget motel but didn't know it was a million miles off the interstate. When we arrived to this sheet of ice parking lot we parked the truck and made our way to the door, got to the door "NO VACANCY". We walked back to the truck thinking we may have to spend the night in the truck when a friendly guy came up to us and informed up that Central and Souther Illinois and Missouri had been hit by and ice storm and that there wouldn't be a hotel available though St. Louis. Well we decided to truck on to a bigger town and see if we could find something there. Our new friend offered to drive us back to the interstate since we were lost now. As we pulled through the ice buget inn parking lot our friend stopped us to tell us something of no importance but did so leaving our right tire in a whole filled with water and ice. Our left tire was on a sheet of it...OH SHIT we were stuck. Luck for us we had a snow shovel and dug ourselves out, but not without scaring the shit out of our pal and his wife. I felt bad the kid was trying to help but we were in no mood since our tip had been cursed from the get. So finally back on 55 we pull into a huge town with hotels out the ass problem was half the town was out of power no vacancy. Joe not wanting to give up ran into the Ramada to find out they didn't have any rooms when someone traveler checked out, Joe took the room and we had a nice place to lay our heads for a couple hours while IDOT cleaned up the roads. For time line we had gone 200 miles Friday in 9 hrs, thats about 6 hrs too many.

Saturday morning 5am up and at em. We were on the road by 6am heading to St. Louis were we where supposed to pick up I44 and take that to TEXAS. I was behind the wheel while Joe and his dog sat there being no help. About a half hour before we hit St. Louis I asked Joe to check the instructions because St. Louis can be confusing when you cant change lanes super fast. Anyway he refuses so when we get there he grab them telling me to get on 255 south... many may know but 255 doesn't go south. See Joe didn't read the next line that said 255 to 270 and 270 about 3 miles to I44. Because of this I stayed on 55 south because it didn't make since to stay on 255 since it goes back towards chicago. I also have to mention that Joe had made the trip 4 times before he drove, he couldn't remember. Needless to say I was pissed. So about 1 1/2 hours down 55 I'm asking did we miss something "no" he keeps telling me 55 runs into 44. MY ASS it does. Anyway his parents call they are looking at an atlas the tell us the bad new I pull off at the next gas station. We gas up I buy an atlas because it will be a cold day in hell if i'm back tracking 60 plus miles there had to be a way. Thanks to the old guy that hangs out at the gas station to give directions to lost assholes he showed me that route 32 connects to route 8 which drive right into 44 by St. James Missouri. Looking at the atlas these roads looked fine and we would be saving ourselves about 2 hours of what could be lost time. Well these routes as it turns out aren't meant for over loaded moving trucks, I swear I felt like I was in the Mountains. That truck had the hardest time getting over some of those hills and I swear at one point I saw a lady with a walker passing us going up hill. This route did end up saving us time but believe me I would have rather lost the time and went back through St. Louis.

We made it to 44, yipeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!! NOT. I don't know if it was just this weekend or what but MDOT decided it would be a good idea to stop traffic for snow removal for around 3 hours. When I say we where crawling I mean it. we got off, got gas and some food and got back on and no one from earlier passed us. Finally we got through that traffic but both of us had to go bathroom by then but we made a pact that we weren't going until we were at least 3 hours infront of those snow plows. We stopped right before we his Oklahoma stretched and got back on the road. Our spirits where up and we where moving out until about 5 miles into that great state when traffic just stopped. 2 1/2 hours later we passed a mangled truck that was only 5 miles or so up from where we had stopped in traffic. After that it was smooth sailing. We arrived at his parents house in Texas at 2 in the mooring. that was 20 hours on the road that day plus the day before makes 29 hours of drive time to get to Texas.

WHAT A SUCK!!!!!

666

Can you believe its finally here? Do you care? I don't but lets have fun. The day of the devil. Everyone Shout Shout Shout at the devil and send him packing. I was standing at the fax machine today and someone informed me that people had actually had scheduled to have their babies delivered yesterday so they didn't have a demonic baby. I could not get over this I think they saw Omen too many times. I thought how cool would that be if Jen had a baby today, we could name him Damon and when he got older get him a tattoo reflecting his birth date 666. But fortunately for us Jen isn't and wasn't pregos.

I'm surprised that I didn't see more on the news today with the Christian groups call for mass prayer services or something so that way the evil spirits wouldn't present themselves. Best joke in my eyes for today would be go to church, get some of those costume contacts that make you look evil wear sunglass pop a couple of alchezelsers start shaking and speaking in tongues. I bet that would freak everyone out. This would be funny.

On the lighter side Jen showed me last night that she may be a peeping Tom. Our neighbors left their windows open last night with all the lights on in their house and where walking around naked like no one could see. I think they were confused with how that works. Bright lights outside dark inside makes it hard to see in, bright lights inside dark outside hard to see out. We got a kick out of it for a minute then went to bed. That was almost as good as my friends parents house and their neighbor. See they live on seven acres our in Indiana but their neighbor is still relatively close enough you could yell hello everyday and they could reply back. Well it seems the neighbor lady likes to do all of her gardening toppless. Seems she doesn't want to get dirt on her shirt, she must not know what a washer is. So my friends dad and mom sits in their house with the binoculars watching this like its a ball game. Not saying I would look but I wouldn't stare either, its not a strip club.

We got it

We got a new 6 month old American Bulldog puppie on Tuesday. His name may or may not be Samson, his previous owner called him Brindle which is his color. Jen and I like Samson but we are still deciding. He is the most awesome dog not problem child there.

Dog

So last night I received my 4th call this year from a friend saying that they know someone giving away a free puppy.

Jen wants a dog very very very badly. She is worse than a little kid wants a puppy. She is always asking for a puppy. But because the breeds that she picks out are super expensive I have to save, but I also have to save for a ring and if I asked her which is most important the ring would win. Many people have told me to go to the Humane Society and save a dog. I am an animial liker so don't get me wrong when I say what I'm going to say...Fuck the Fucking Animal Shelters, Society's, and anything along those lines. Here is the reason I've gone to them and they have all said NO because of my/Jen's schedule. They never fully hear me out that Jen leaves later than me, only works 10 minutes from home, and gets home earlier that me. They tell me that its not right for the dog. So my take is they would prefer one of us to quit our jobs and take care of a god damn dog when I wouldn't do this for one of my kids(when I have them). I just hope when they have to destroy these dogs they think of us and how we could have provided the dog with a great place to live.

Anyway so back to the calls, we have gotten 4 calls three of which have fallen through for free puppies/dogs. Last night we got the 4th and this one, if it doesn't work out, will hurt her the most. See she wants an American Bulldog and this so happens to be a 6 month old full bred AB. I am still waiting on the call back especially since they told me they would call me back last night.

I really don't know why I'm posting this I guess I'm just mad because if we don't get this dog I will have to go friday or saturday and buy her a cute little puppy that will end up costing me about $1000.

F

Why is the letter F so cool? Lets analyze it. The letter F starts out such words as Fast, Furious, Finger, and a multitude of other words that I may know or may not know. My favorite F word has to be FOOD. I love food in fact if I didn't love food I know I'd be very good looking. My other favorite F word that I would have to say I use more frequently that I should is Fuck. I love this word because it can be worked into any sentence no matter what the circumstance whether it is proper or not. For instance "Do you take this Fucking Bride to be your Fucking Wife and do take this Fucking asshole to be your Husband."

Please let me know what some of your favorite F words are.