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working on my sisters car, in the middle of the friggin night. its been sitting in my driveway for almost 2 weeks. just grabbin some food, then back 2 it. ill prolly just take it apart, then drop off some cash so she can take a cab to work tomorrow, and i can get some sleep.
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[31 Dec 2005|06:11pm] |
Words of Wisdom
Those who jump off a bridge in Paris are in Seine.
A man's home is his castle, in a manor of speaking.
Dijon vu - the same mustard as before.
Practice safe eating - always use condiments.
Shotgun wedding - A case of wife or death.
A man needs a mistress just to break the monogamy.
A hangover is the wrath of grapes.
Dancing cheek-to-cheek is really a form of floor play.
Does the name Pavlov ring a bell?
Condoms should be used on every conceivable occasion.
Reading while sunbathing makes you well red.
When two egotists meet, it's an I for an I.
A bicycle can't stand on its own because it is two tired.
What's the definition of a will? (It's a dead give away.)
Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.
In democracy your vote counts. In feudalism your count votes.
She was engaged to a boyfriend with a wooden leg but broke it off.
A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.
If you don't pay your exorcist, you get repossessed.
With her marriage, she got a new name and a dress.
The man who fell into an upholstery machine is fully recovered.
You feel stuck with your debt if you can't budge it.
Local Area Network in Australia - the LAN down under.
Every calendar's days are numbered.
A boiled egg in the morning is hard to beat.
He had a photographic memory that was never developed.
A midget fortune-teller who escapes from prison is a small medium at
large.
Once you've seen one shopping center, you've seen a mall.
Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead-to-know basis..
Santa's helpers are subordinate clauses.
Acupuncture is a jab well done.
Build a bridge and Get Over It!
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[17 Dec 2005|12:51am] |
A DIFFERENT CHRISTMAS POEM
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, a lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A Soldier, a Sailor, an Airman, and a Marine, all embodied by one. I puzzled, some twenty years old, All dressed in cammies, huddled here in the cold. Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled, standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear, "Come in this moment, it's freezing out here! Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve, You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift, Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts.. To the window that danced with a warm fire's light. Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right, I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line, That separates you from the darkest of times. No one had to ask or beg or implore me, I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at 'Pearl on a day in December," Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers." My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam', And now it is my turn and so, here I am. I've not seen my own son in more than a while, But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag, The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
"I can live through the cold and the being alone, Away from my family, my house and my home. I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat. I can carry the weight of killing another, Or lay down my life with my sister and brother... Who stand at the front against any and all, To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright, Your family is waiting and I'll be all right." "But isn't there something I can do, at the least, "Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?" It seems all too little for all that you've done, For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret, "Just tell us you love us, and never forget. To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone, To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead, To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust, That we mattered to you as you mattered to us
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[17 Dec 2005|12:51am] |
Twas the night before Christmas
He lived all alone
in a one bedroom house made of
plaster and stone.
I had come down the chimney
with presents to give,
and to see just who
in this home did live.
I looked all about,
a strange sight I did see,
no tinsel, no presents,
not even a tree.
No stocking by mantle,
just boots filled with sand,
on the wall hung pictures
of far distant lands.
With medals and badges,
awards of all kinds,
a sober thought
came through my mind.
For this house was different,
it was dark and dreary,
I found the home of a soldier,
once I could see clearly.
The soldier lay sleeping,
silent, alone,
curled up on the floor
in this one bedroom home.
The face was so gentle,
the room is such disorder,
not how I pictured
a United States soldier.
Was this the hero
of whom I 'd just read?
Curled up on a poncho,
the floor for a bed?
I realized the families
that I saw this night,
owed their lives to these soldiers
who were willing to fight.
Soon round the world,
the children would play,
and grown-ups would celebrate
a bright Christmas day.
They all enjoyed freedom
each month of the year,
because of the soldiers,
like the one lying here.
I couldn't help wonder
how many lay alone,
on a cold Christmas eve
in a land far from home.
The very thought
brought a tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees
and started to cry.
The soldier awakened
and I heard a rough voice,
"Santa don't cry,
this life is my choice;
I fight for freedom,
I don't ask for more,
My life is my God,
my country, my Corps."
The soldier rolled over
and drifted to sleep,
I couldn't control it
I continued to weep.
I kept watch for hours,
so silent and still
and we both shivered
from the cold night's chill.
I didn't want to leave
on that cold, dark night,
this guardian of honor
so willing to fight.
Then the soldier rolled over,
with a voice soft and pure,
whispered, "Carry on Santa,
It's Christmas day, all is secure."
One look at my watch,
and I knew he was right.
"Merry Christmas my friend
and to all a good night."
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let me see... trans. is still crap. started workin on new truck today. got quite a bit left. need a shower. gonna go take one.
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[27 Sep 2005|12:31am] |
well, lets see....
in a hotel room w/ 2 less than brilliant, far from mature, constantly arguing sisters...fortunately, im going back with a.j. jeff and chris went northeast, and wound up going back to lamarque. mike and kitty are in san antonio, travel time, 24 hrs. alan garner is in conroe, travel time, 20 hrs. glad i didnt mess w/that crap, 9 hrs was plenty. just hope i can pick up my truck on the way back. this hotel dousneven have cartoon network, so i missed adult swim :(.
o, well. prolly gonna goto bed now and pray i dont wake up to the music of shattering windows, seeing as we are on the 3rd floor. keep safe, everyone.
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[25 Sep 2005|07:30pm] |
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is it possible to fart in your sleep? rebeccas snoring like a 747, and somethin smells alittle funky, and it sure aint me
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[25 Sep 2005|06:52pm] |
lets see...
evacuated t.c. wed. night. anyone who had to see katrina before they realized just how powerless we really are against nature is frikkin stupid. cat 1, ill stay, so long as it isnt crawling like alisha was. cat 2, i think about leaving. cat 3, i modt likely will leave. cat 4, chunk deuce, im gone. cat 5, you are freakin stupid.
learned a valuble lesson. my fog lights seem to drain my battery when my truck is idling. made the mistake of turning it off for a few mins. on the parking lot known as beltway 8. had to push it to the side of the road. its still there, far as i know. o, well, i was runnin out of gas anyway. i just hope it doesnt get flooded, looted, or blown away(but it would be kinda cool to see it fly by on the news, especially if its flyin backwards). crashed out hardcore for six hours hen i got here. prolly cause ofthe 9 frikkin hours!!! it took to get here. it made me kid of mad to see houstonians clogging the main evac. routes more than 24hrs ahead of schedule. there is a reason they made the dadgum schedule and postded if on every friggin news network ya jackasses!!!! o well were ok now. but the last few hrs stuck in half a backseat(rebeccas crap was crammed out of half my seat to make "room" for me, never mind hw completely useless half of it was, and she complained when i brought my laptop bag, which also held some clothes and other minor things such as deodorant) made me appreciate the first few hrs of peace and quiet i had in my truck.
time for me to find some food. lata.
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[08 Sep 2005|03:50am] |
i just pulled this off of a message board, i think its a relly good idea...
With the price of gasoline going up more and more each day, we consumers need to take action. The only way we are gonna see the price of fuel come down is we hit them where it REALLY hurts - in the cash register by NOT buying their gas...
And we can do this without hurting ourselves.
Since we all rely on our cars, we just can't stop buying gas. But we CAN have an impact on gas prices if we all act together to force a price war.
Bust this-
For the rest of the year, DONT purchase ANY gasoline from the two largest companies (Who are one now, by the way), EXXON/MOBIL. If they are not selling any gas, they will be inclined to reduce their prices (Supply vs.Demand). If they reduce their prices, the other companies will have to follow suit to stay competitive.
But in order for this trick to work, we must reach out to MILLIONS of Exxon and Mobil customers. It's really simple to do. I hope no one wimps (sic) out at this point... Keep reading and I'll try to explain how this works.
I've composed this very same text and sent it out to maybe 30 people. if each of you send it to ten more (30 x 10), and those sent to 10 (300 x10) and so on... by the time the message reaches the sixth generation of folks, we have reached over three MILLION people! If it goes one level further, you guessed it... 300 Million!
Again, all you have to do is send to 10 people and don't buy the gas from Exxon or Mobil. It's that simple. NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF MOMENTUM... Let the Oil companies know, to steal a phrase from that movie: "We're mad as He**, and we're not gonna take it anymore"
'Nuff Said
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[29 Aug 2005|11:47pm] |
lets see...
finally got moved into jeffs.
work is cool.
ducked yet another cop on wed.(i think they know my truck)
workin on my sisters car.
truck still doesnt go backwards.
lata
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[22 Aug 2005|11:47pm] |
sup peeps
havent posted in a while, so i figured i could find sumthin to say.
so...
truck still doesnt go backwards.
moving in to jeffs tomarrow.
tryin to fix my sisters car.
workin.
sleepin.
bowlin.
gettin a new(er) truck in october.
but i gotta put it back together.
'subout it.
lata, peeps
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[08 Apr 2005|01:15am] |
ahhh grasshoppa, very funny...
learn chinese in 5 minutes....
thats not right-----------sum ting wong
are you harboring a fugitive?-------------hu yu hi ding
see me asap--------------kum hia nao
stupid man-------------dum fuk
small horse-------------tai ni po ni
did you go to the beach----------wai yu so tan
i bumped into the cofee table----------ai bang mai fa kin ni
i think you need a face lift-----------chin tu fat
its very dark in here-------------wao so dim
i thought you were on a diet-----------wai yu mun ching
this is a tow away zone-------------no pah king
our meeting is scheduled for next week--------wai yu kum nao
staying out of sight---------lei ying lo
hes cleaning his automobile-----------wa shing ka
your body odor is offensive----------yu stin ki pu
great------------fu kin su pah
nuttin much goin on........
still need a transmission........
works a'igt. changed a gearbox today. yay!
felt sick the last couple days, but a little better today
s'about it.
later
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[25 Mar 2005|10:54pm] |
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normal day at work...
did sum work...
fixed 2 machines...
got paid...
already broke...
went to fix lane 24...
finished...
uh-oh...
right hand side pit ushion arm was cracked.
bad thing.
so i tried to replace it. but of course, there were no spares.
worse thing.
so i had to weld it.
yay!!!!
i like welding.
'sabout it.
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YAAAAAAAYYYYYY!!!!!
lisas friend john moved down from ok city mon. night. he was desperate for cash
so he sold me his $1500 laptop for $500.... sweet deal...most heda gotten at a pawn shop is $475....
so now im typin this (very, VERY) slowly on MY comp instead of lisas.
he also gave me asmall usb mouse (optical), a webcam(wtf am i gonna do w/ a webcam???), and.... a wireless network card!!!! so i can get on lisas wireless router and get dsl for free. SCORE!!!
alan and i spent, like, 5 hrs formatting the hard drive and downloading updates from microsoft (5 of them, about 10 million items, stupidly fast after he set up her router properly). well, he did it while i watched lol.
still need a new trans. 4 my truck. funny how much u take going in reverse and going above 55 for granted untill u cant anymore.
g2g eat now. lata
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[24 Feb 2005|01:20am] |
this is so lame its funny
1. 2 antennas meet on a roof. they fall in love & get married. the ceremony wasnt much, but the reception was exellent
2. 2 hydrogen atoms walk into a bar. one says"ive lost my electron."
the other asks "are you sure?" the first replies "yes, im positive."
3. a jumper cable walks into a bar. the bartender says,"ill serve you, but dont start anything."
4. 2 peanuts walk into a bar, and one was a salted.
5. a sandwitch walks into a bar. the bartendersays, "im sorry we dont serve food in here."
6. a dyslexic man walks into a bra.
7. a man walks into a bar with a slab of asphalt under his arm and says,"a beer please, and one for the road."
8. 2 cannibals are eating a clown. one says to the other,"does this taste funny to you?"
9. man: "doc, i cant stop singing 'the green green grass of home' "
doc: "that sounds like tom jones syndrome."
man: "is that common?"
doc: "its not unusual."
10. 2 cows are standing in a field. daisy says to dolly,"i was artificially insemenated this morning." dolly said, "i dont believe you." dolly said, "its true, no bull!"
11. an invisible man marries an invisible woman. the kids were nothing to look at, either
12. a man takes his rottweiler to the vet and says, "my dog's cross-eyed, is there anything you can do for him?" "well" says the vet, "lets have a look."
so he picks up the dog and examines his eyes, then his teeth. finally, he says, "im gonna have to put him down." "what? because he's cross-eyed?!" "no, because he's really heavy."
13. i went to buy some camoflage pants today, but couldn't find any.
14. i went to the butcher the other day, and i bet him $50 he couldn't reach the meat on the top shelf. he said,"no, the steaks are too high."
15. i went to a seafood disco last week and pulled a mussel.
16. what do you call a fish with no eyes? a fsh
17. 2 termites walk into a bar. one asks,"is the bar tender here?"
18. a polish immigrant goes to ger his driver's liscense. he has to take an eye test. the optician shows him a card with the letters "C Z W I X N O S T A C Z". "can you read this?" the optician asks.
"read it?" the polish man replies, "i know the guy."
if u hate these jokes, blame it all on my ast. mgr., he braught them to work.
disclaimer: this post is for amusement purposes only, and does not express my personal views. i have nothing against antennas, peanuts,sandwitches(mmmmm, sandwitch), cannibals, or any of the other social/ethnic/food/animal/etc. groups mentioned here.
no animals or polish immigrants were harmed in the making of this post.
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[23 Nov 2004|09:15pm] |
Finally got around to changing my brakes today...had to do both back ones (my truck actually stops now). Had some fun testing them in the parking lot. Not that anyone cares but i have a journal and might as well use it.
-Steve O
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