43 Questions

These questions were on my friend Bob's website and I thought It would be a good thing to answer when I had nothing else to write about. Thank you for the feedback howmanytimes from Moscow and Tanya from Russia, maybe you'll answer these 43 questions as well.

1. What is your occupation? General Operations Manager.
2. What color are your socks right now? White.
3. What are you listening to right now? Frosty, Heidi and Frank on Free FM.
4. What is the last thing you ate? A burrito.
5. Can you drive a stick shift? Yes, I have owned several.
6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? I'd like to be the crayon sharpener on the back of the box.
7. Last person you spoke to on the phone? A customer.
8. Do you like the person who sent this to you? Sure, he's an inspiration to many.
9. How old are you today? One day older than yesterday and yet, still thirty-five.
10. Favorite Drink? Guinness.
11. What is your favorite sport to watch? Women's Pro Beach Volleyball, the only sport worth watching :)
12. Have you ever dyed your hair? When I was much younger my girlfriend tried to bleach my hair blonde, it turned orange.
13. What color? See above.
14. Pets? None right now.
15. Favorite food? Yes, food is my favorite.
16. What was the last movie you watched? The Guardian with Kevin Costner and Ashton Kutcher, good flick.
17. Favorite day of the year? Halloween.
18. What do you do to vent anger? Get even.
19. What was your favorite toy as a child? My radio.
20. What is your favorite season? Spring.
21. Hugs or kisses? That all depends on who.
22. Cherries or blueberries? You can't go wrong either way but I'll say cherries because it sounds a little kinky.
23. Do you want your friends to email you back? Stupid question, if not why would you email them to begin with.
24. Who is most likely to respond? All of them.
25. Who is least likely to respond? George Bush (cheap Hurricane Katrina shot).
26. Living arrangements? It's the basic walls and roof deal, three bedrooms, two bathrooms and no roommates.
27. When was the last time you cried? The last time I wrote a check for my living situation.
28. What is on the floor of your closet? I don't know. I don't go in there, it's dark.
29. Who is the friend you have had the longest? My friend Mari since high school.
30. What did you do last night? I watched Scrubs.
31. Favorite smells? Rain, the desert and teen spirit.
32. What are you afraid of? Monsters.
33. Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers? Cheese.
34. Favorite dog breed? German Shepard.
35. Number of keys on your key ring? Too many to count.
36. How many years at your current job? Ten years.
37. Favorite day of the week? The last day.
38. How many states have you lived in? Texas and Arizona.
39. Favorite holiday? Ground Hog Day.
40. Ever driven a motorcycle or heavy machinery? Fork lift at work.
41. Who's your favorite NFL team? What's the NFL?
42. Do you have a house phone that is NOT cordless? No.
43. 10 inches of snow or 100 degree weather? 100 degree weather, you don't have to shovel heat.

I Want My MTV?

August 1st 1981 Mtv debuted with the Buggles Video Killed The Radio Star. Mtv soon became a household name and gave rise to the expression the Mtv generation. I was 10 years old, making me part of the Mtv generation. Using that line of logic, anyone in the age range of the early thirties to the early fourties is the original Mtv generation. My question is why do I not find on any of the three so-called music channels, anything geared towards anyone over the age of nineteen?

I've heard that there is supposed to be an Mtv for my generation but it's nowhere on my basic cable service. I would really hate to shell out the extra money to find out that it's just as bad as regular Mtv. I can only imagine that the programing schedule would be full of "reality" television and Celebrity Death Match reruns.

I think Mtv should realize the potential for recapturing their original fans. The idea would be to mix the "oldies" of the eighties with music geared toward people in their thirties and fourties. I'm sure there are plenty of artists that would benefit from a mature Mtv. What ever happened to that guy that sang the song with Santana? Rob something or the other? What about that band from Seattle? Pearl Cream? Not Pearl Baily? Oh! Pearl Jam. Who knows, maybe they have a new album that very few know about.

This brings me to Beavis And Butt-Head. I've got the first season on dvd. What I didn't understand at the time was that the videos and their commentary were the best part. The stories were secondary. On the dvds they take the videos out. Bummer.

Maybe I just can't embrace the "music" of this generation. I merely believe that there are very few things more pathetic than being thirty-five and listening to Ashley Simpson or Kelly Clarkson and dressing like I'm in high school.

Congradulations Eddie And Steph!

At 9:37 last night, January 18th 2007, I got a text message from my good friend Eddie Elliott saying "Jack was born!" Jack is the name Eddie and Steph picked out for their new baby boy. I'll be drinking a toast to the Elliott's new addition Jack Elliott tonight.

I turned Eddie on to the series 24 back in 2005 and he ended up renting the dvd's. I wonder if Jack is named after Jack Bower. Hmm.

Legalize It?

Mary Jane, pot, smoke, green, dope, bud, just some of the words used to refer to marijuana. I know more people that are completely screwed up on pain medication than marijuana. These are people that would never dream of smoking the illegal "herb" known as pot. They are physically addicted to pain medication. When they run out, they'll steel it from old people or buy it from people that stole it from old people and they'll pay a lot for it. So much for pot being a "gateway" drug. I've heard it said that pain killers will destroy your liver when used long term.

I think all addiction is unhealthy but I don't see them making chocolate illegal. What is the worst thing anyone has ever done while under the influence of marijuana? It's much like drinking, you shouldn't drive a car or opperate heavy machinery. When was the last time someone woke up in the morning after smoking pot with a splitting headache and wondering what happened during the black out?

The point I'm trying to make is that I think the law enforcement agencies should concentrate on the things that really are harmful to our communities. Methamphetamines are bad for individuals but I'm not out to save them from themselves. What I care about is the crime that is involved with the habit. People on methamphetamines can't hold a job, meth costs money, therefore it inspires burglary, prostitution and various theft. What does marijuana inspire? The munchies man.

Nice

My friend Eric invited me to join him for beers with a new friend of his. She is the cutest guy I've ever met. If it weren't for her boobs and feminine looks you'd never guess she was a chick. She was that cool.

She told us stories of having sex with women and her reason for not doing it anymore. She said she'd be at a club dancing with a cute girl that was all over her and how the minute a guy would come up to them the girl she was dancing with would go off with the guy. She said "I got tired of being teased." "So you know what it's like to be a man." Eric and I replyed in stereo.

We moved on to the next establishment for a change of scenery. "I think Jim should feel my boobs" she said out of nowhere. I looked at Eric and he said "Go ahead." I thought is was strange but if Eric didn't care and she was offering, why not? Very nice indeed. That's were the night ended for me. I knew she was totally into Eric so I said "Goodnight" and went home.

Eric stayed up until 5:00 in the morning with his new twenty three year old friend. The poor guy. I couldn't feel sorry for him. I know they didn't stay up that late talking. Good going E.

For The Record

I guess I had a few of the facts wrong regarding my travel companion. Her card was "eaten" while making an ATM deposit. I also found out that that wasn't a deciding factor as to her going or not. So my not meant to be theory, which everyone can't seem to get enough of telling me, is bullshit.

I couldn't possibly feel any worse than I already do about the situation. I can't dwell on the negative, there's too much of it. Hopefully one day I won't be filled with so much anger and disgust for myself. As for now I'm going to climb down from the cross, use the wood to build a bridge and get over it.

Making Plans Is The Surest Way To Hear God Laugh

Airline info and cruise tickets, check. One unstamped United States passport, check. Luggage packed and ready, check. Book, magazines and mp3 player, check. Transportation to and from the airport, check. Alarm set for 3:30 a.m., check. Waking up in time to catch the plane, oops.

I haven't had more than three days off in a row since the year 2000. I was awarded a cruise to the Caribbean from my employer and needless to say the time off to go. You have no idea how devastated I was to wake up to find that I litterally "missed the boat" on this.

I was so excited to be going to Jamacia and Grand Cayman that I couldn't fall asleep. I was looking forward to this for three months. My travel companion called me seven times to try and wake me. She decided to go on without me, I don't blame her. When she put her credit card into the machine to verify identifacation the machine "ate" her card. It was the very same card she would be using to pay her cruise account with. She didn't end up going either because she would have no way to pay for anything. Her boyfriend got back from Iraq the night before so at least she'll get to spend time with him.

Instead of sitting on a Caribbean island sipping drinks with umbrellas in them, I'm at work. Between the two problems, it seems to me that there were forces that were against us on this. I may not ever find out just exactally the cosmic reason for this. I will eventually be more at peace with it but it still stings. I really wanted to go. Perhaps it will make sence to me someday.

Cuz

My friend Bob Makela www.thegreatestyearofmylife.com reminded me of someone that I could write about. His name was Jim O'Kelley from Florence, Alabama. I met him while surfing the web for O'Kelley web sites. I saw a message on the message board from Jim O'Kelley and thought the name is familiar but I don't know any family with that email address, so I wrote him. He responded to my email and we became friends via the internet. He worked drug enforcement in Alabama. We talked about everything under the sun. He refered to me as his cuz although we never found out if we were blood relation. He loved his wife Gina, God, his Harley Davidson motorcycle "Thumper" and being a cop. He said the one draw back to working drug enforcement is that he could no longer smoke a little bud now and then because they test their agents for drugs. We shared a love for the old west. We were making plans of visiting Tombstone when I recieved an email from his wife telling me he died in a motorcyle accident. I was stunned. It was surreal. I wondered how this could happen. I spoke with him on the phone just a few weeks prior. The man rode that motorcyle everywhere and was a very good rider. It smelled suspicious to me. I called his wife and she too was very suspicious given his profession and the fact that he was such a good rider. I felt horrible for Gina losing her husband of so many years like that. I would never have believed in soul mates if it weren't for those two. He helped me through a lot of hard times and made me laugh out loud when reading his emails. His nickname was "outlaw" because he said he looked more like a crook than a cop. I think of things he told me and I still smile. Some people are just too good for this world. Rest in peace cuz.

My Favorite Number

A lot of people have favorite colors, favorite songs, favorite wars and so forth, but I've never understood the favorite number. I guess I'd have to say that I'm partial to 1 through 10. One is the loneliest number. Two can be as bad as one, it's the lonliest number since the number one. Three to get ready now go cat go. 25 or 6 to 4. You're going to cry 96 tears. If I had a dollar I might give you 99. People like to incorporate numbers into songs but what do they mean? 867-5309 I understand, it's Jenny's phone number. Damn Tommy Tutone didn't include an area code. Oh well, I'm sure she's moved by now.

Many people think they are clever when they say that their favorite number is 69. Stop. It's been over done. I really don't want the mental image of most of the people that would give that as an answer anyway. There are those that like the number 666. You know who you are.

Some people say that they have a lucky number. If I were to win the lottery then that would be my lucky number. Does anyone have a favorite or lucky letter? My favorite letter is "A" because it was the first one I could write.

I'd have to say that right now my favorite number is 2007. Happy New Year.