Steve's Place!

Hello ppl

2006-08-16T14:00:00.000-07:00

If you want to learn a little about me... like about 1%... go down to August 2005 Archives, click on it and scroll to the bottom. Thats where this thingy starts. Also, you can click on the pictures to enlarge.

This point is the end... and I can't say some of the later stuff I wrote tells much.

Thank you, Steve

Thoughts for today...

2005-11-22T21:06:00.000-08:00

You know, poetry really kinda sucks. But it does make your mind focus.

Heard any good jokes lately?

Kids are such a hugh blessing, while being a hugh sacrifice at the same time. I think it's worth it... sometimes.

Does anybody need an ex-wife?

lol. That made me think of that country song... OH, I'm sure gonna miss her... well looky there, I got a bite.

Today is partly cloudy.

Friday was on an Island.

Who's on first.

I don't know.

a life for the taking.

2005-11-22T20:39:00.000-08:00

Which direction do I go... up, down, left or right.
Maybe I should wish upon a star... I wish I may, I wish I might.

It seems there are blocks to stumble on... all along the way.
But somehow we seem to make it through... be it night or day.

It's really wierd how this all works out... and I really don't care why.
Because you see... its your life for the taking... so please, choose to soar high!

copyright 2005 by sgk productions.

Hey! It's been a long time!

2005-11-22T20:12:00.000-08:00

So, whats up ppl. Samo samo here. Just thought I would stop back in and say hello :) Life happens! So, I must carry on. Good bye for now.

Steve

Here is a poem I wrote that kind of co-incited with the poem below... about 2001 sometime...

2005-09-28T23:08:00.000-07:00

I wrote this for a girl I meet that told me she never got up early... and never saw a sunrise...

Here comes the sun!

It's another beautiful day!

Smile!

I can't believe you haven’t seen a sunrise!

There is nothing more beautiful!

Well, no sun yet, but my hopes are high and I can see it's trying to break out from behind the clouds and fog.

Did you not see a sunrise... or is it that maybe you didn't pay attention?

Even with fog and clouds, it is absolutely beautiful outside.

It's another beautiful day.

Another day I'm glad to be alive.

Smile!

Here is the poem I submitted for the below honors...

2005-09-28T22:58:00.000-07:00

It was something I wrote when I was going through my divorce and sitting in my one (1) bedroom apartment, on my couch, looking out the front window at my bird feeders one early morning in 2001...

Smile!

Here comes the sun!
I’m watching the birds in the feeder, and its such a simple beauty.
Peacefulness.
Serenity.
Another miracle of life.
But you can see the different breeds of birds, more so as individuals,
battle to be next in the feeder.
Patience.
Persistence.
A testament in survival.
Every day.
Every hour.
Every minute.
It’s another amazingly beautiful day.
Here comes the sun!

Well.. what do you know... I do enjoy writing poetry but what is this?

2005-09-28T22:55:00.000-07:00

Dear Steven,

The Best Poems and Poets of 2005

Congratulations on your accomplishment, Steven. Your poetry will be featured along with the work of a distinguished group of approximately 200 of the Best Poets who were selected to participate in this special project.

And that's not all. To honor the accomplishments of this elite group of talented individuals, we have established a separate contest with over $4,000.00 in prizes to be awarded among you. You will automatically be entered into the final competition, but you must submit a new unpublished poem on the attached entry form (if you have not already done so by mail). Prizes will be announced by Spring 2006, with an anticipated publication date of Summer 2006.

The Best Poems and Poets of 2005 will be among the finest quality books we have ever produced. Every aspect of publication and design will convey the quality craftsmanship and attention to detail that will go into the production of this special edition. This coffee-table quality book will be printed in two colors on fine-milled paper and will feature a highly detailed and ornate cover, and quality typography throughout. And best of all . . .

. . . this special edition will feature an entire page devoted exclusively to a new, unpublished poem by

Yea... right! I'll send the money now.

~ LYRICS ~ I STARTED A JOKE

2005-09-16T10:56:00.000-07:00

Written by:
Barry Gibb
Robin Gibb
Maurice Gibb
(1968)

Lead vocals:
Robin Gibb

Album:
Idea
(1968)

I started a joke,
which started the whole world crying,
but I didn't see
that the joke was on me, oh no.

I started to cry,
which started the whole world laughing.
Oh, if I'd only seen
that the joke was on me.

I looked at the skies,
running my hands
over my eyes,
and I fell out of bed,
hurting my head
from things that I'd said.

Til I finally died,
which started the whole world living.
Oh, if I'd only seen
that the joke was on me.

I looked at the skies,
running my hands
over my eyes,
and I fell out of bed,
hurting my head
from things that I'd said.

Til I finally died,
which started the whole world living.
Oh, if I'd only seen, oh yeah,
that the joke was one me, oh no,
that the joke was one me, oooooh.

Good Morning!

2005-09-16T05:39:00.000-07:00

I woke up at 4:00 am this morning. I heard the rain outside and could not get back to sleep. I got up and decided I would post something on my blog but, now that I'm here, I can't think of what to write. I'll start with the rain.

I love a rainy day every now and then. I opened up the 3 windows that surround the computer. It's too dark outside to see, so I turned on the outside lights. A cold breeze is blowing through and my feet are getting cold. It is so nice though. I hope it keeps raining until after it is light outside.

I spent the last few days being sick with what I think was the flu. My boy Alex had it also. We got some cold/flu medicine that basically knocked us out. Needless to say, not much got done the last few days. Alex ended up missing 2 days of school. Jef told me yesterday morning that he was sick (and stayed home) but, by noon it was obvious he was not. Emily is just a trooper and keeps on going. She told me even if she is sick, she is not going to miss school. I'm glad she feels that way.

Well, its about time to wake the kids up and get them off to school. If all is well and I can get them all off to school today, I will love it. Again, I hope it keeps raining. I will just sit and stare out the windows and watch the rain for awhile. Other then that, I have a lot of laundry and cleaning to do. hmmm... maybe after a nice early morning nap to the wonderful sounds outside.

Take a quiz? These are my results.

2005-09-05T21:32:00.000-07:00

You are funky, outdoorsy, and down to earth.
While you may not be a total hippie...
You're definitely one of the most free spirited people around.

You are very impulsive - every day is a new adventure.
However, you do put some thought behind all your actions.
Still, you do tend to shock and offend people from time to time!

The World's Shortest Personality Test

hmmm

2005-09-05T21:30:00.000-07:00

You Passed the US Citizenship Test

Congratulations - you got 8 out of 10 correct!

Could You Pass the US Citizenship Test?

more hmmm

2005-09-05T21:25:00.000-07:00

Your IQ Is 135

Your Logical Intelligence is Exceptional
Your Verbal Intelligence is Genius
Your Mathematical Intelligence is Genius
Your General Knowledge is Genius

A Quick and Dirty IQ Test

Ok

2005-09-05T21:20:00.000-07:00

Your Kissing Purity Score: 29% Pure

You're not one to kiss and tell...

But word is, you kiss pretty well.

Kissing Purity Test

This is me

2005-09-05T21:18:00.000-07:00

Your Hidden Talent

You're super sensitive and easily able to understand situations.
You tend to solve complex problems in a flash, without needing a lot of facts.
Decision making is easy for you. You have killer intuition.
The right path is always clear, and you're a bit of a visionary.

What's Your Hidden Talent?

Really... I just have holes in my pants

2005-09-05T21:16:00.000-07:00

Your Fortune Is

Man with hole in pocket feel cocky all day.

The Wacky Fortune Cookie Generator

The tin man has no pants pockets does he?

2005-09-05T21:15:00.000-07:00

You are

What Rejected Crayon Are You?

I found a bunch of these blog quizes... click the link below the pics to try some.

2005-09-05T21:10:00.000-07:00

Your Blog Should Be Blue

Your blog is a peaceful, calming force in the blogosphere.
You tend to avoid conflict - you're more likely to share than rant.
From your social causes to cute pet photos, your life is a (mostly) open book.

What Color Should Your Blog or Journal Be?

Interesting stuff

2005-09-05T21:08:00.000-07:00

You Are 20% Weird

Not enough to scare other people...
But sometimes you scare yourself.

How Weird Are You?

Thoughts for today...

2005-09-04T06:51:00.000-07:00

It's 6:51 am right now.

Yahoo messenger has got an update available. Improved voice chat. Thats amazing! Next thing you know, their going to invent the telephone!

Chief Justice Rehnquist dies

Weather - Extended Forecast
TodayMostly Sunny hi 77°F - lo 53°F
TomorrowSunny hi 81°F - lo 56°F

Isn't the spelling... high?

Whoa! Read this...
http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&u=/ap/20050904/ap_on_re_us/hurricane_katrina

I started golfing this year. I think it will be a nice day to go play a round.

Have a good day!

Oh... I have a bunch of pics toward the beginning of this blog. I noticed I've just been writing ALOT on here lately with no pics. Maybe if I get time, I'll put more on. Maybe not... something better to do may come along.

Mudding drywall is not fun. Just got home and checked my e-mail.

2005-09-03T22:03:00.000-07:00

I wrote this poem awhile ago and was just reminded of it by an e-mail. It was a thought I had when I was told a story about a wife that waited faithfully for her Soldier Husband to return from duty.

"Her Kiss"

To find such a love
In this day and time
Is something I pray
Will one day be mine

It would bring me great joy
Happiness and bliss
To know I have waiting
Such a woman as this
To simply tell me she loves me
As she saves me her kiss

Integrity. What is your price to lie?

2005-09-01T20:00:00.000-07:00

I'm thinking the best answer to that question right now, here in Michigan, is a job. Like, any job.

Today, I ended the Michigan Works program that I was in for the past 3 weeks. It is a long story of lies and deception on the part of the Peckham/Michigan Works employees. I'm going to shorten it down quite a bit and not cover all the B.S. Now, I do have to back those employees to an extent, because of the people they have to deal with that really take advantage of the program (lie). But, that’s about it.

I've been driving my car to the program (30 miles one way), which has no insurance and expired plates. I was told by my FIA worker I must attend this program to get a $135.00 disbursement every 2 weeks. Ok, no problem. I thought it would be interesting and educational at the same time. It was.

In the program I was assigned an "Employment Specialist". The one I received (I'll call her Jane) was in her 3rd month of employment with Peckham/MI works. She said I could be helped with gas reimbursement and other things and told me to get her 2 estimates for insurance and the price to register my car (they would help get that started). I got the 2 (PLPD) estimates through "legitimate" insurance companies. The prices were as follows. $512.00 for 6 months... or $718.00 for 6 months. I had the break down faxed to Jane.

In a morning "meeting" with others, she then told me those prices were way to high and told me to try another place. A person in the "meeting" told me to try LA Insurance. I did. Their price was $420.00 every 6 months. Great! I had it faxed over to Jane. Problem... according to Jane, the primarily Arabic speaking LA Ins. Rep. faxed over 2 (TWO) estimates for some other person. She showed me the form but I can't remember the name on it, but it wasn't mine. Well, what can I say... I spelled out my name for the guy. I guess he goofed (or did he?). She then told me I could not be reimbursed for gas because that would be condoning driving illegally. hmmm... I called back and got a hold of another guy. His English was a little better. He found my info on the computer and had it faxed over to Jane. 2 days later, Jane tells me.. "I told you I need 2 estimates!" Hmmm... I thought I got you 3 now? She said she needs another. Ok. I got another one faxed over. Shewwww. Done as far as I know. Didn't hear any more about that.

Now, to get insurance, you must have registration. A project for me to do (per Jane) was to get a written estimate of what it would cost. My old registration renewal was stolen from my mail box. A story in itself. So... Jane told me I could get it on the Mich.Gov website. On the website, it tells about how the price is based on the weight of the car and so on... but no price. So I print that info out. But before I give that to her, I call the Sec-of-State "Help" line. I give them my name and the cars V.I.N. They pull it up and say $50.00... and then they give me a reference number. I ask them if they could fax me a print out of that. NO! We don't do that here... you will have to call a branch office. Ok, do you have their phone number? NO! Its in the phone book! ok.

Guess what, their is no branch numbers in the phone book. I call back. They tell me I'll have to go to a branch office. I go to a branch office and wait in line with my #75 for almost 2 hours. I get up to the lady and explain my situation. She tells me they don't print out anything for anybody. hmmm...Ok. I asked her what I was to do. Tell them it will cost $50.00, she said. I said they won't go for that. So she grabs one of those pink "while you were away" pads (but it has the Sec-of-State seal on it) and hand writes $50.00... then stamps it with a date and time stamp. OH GREAT! So the next day, I explain it to Jane and I gave Jane the "vehicle weight" print out, the "reference" number and the "pink slip". She took it. Thank you Lord! Its the weekend! I enjoyed my weekend.

Monday morning in the "meeting" Jane tells me she needs the price in writing. I explained it to her again. She said she will see about that! I then say this... "let me run this scenario by you, I'm driving here illegally. I could get stopped and get in trouble... or worse". What is an alternative?" She said, "if you would like, I will have a bus pick you up". I said, "considering the gas I use in two weeks coming here costs about as much as my disbursement, that may be an option I take up". "But, if it takes me at least 50 minutes to get here (127 construction), how long will it take for a bus to get me here??? And if I'm not here by 8:00am, will I be in violation?" Her answer was "well, they are doing away with the rural bus service, but if you decide to do that, you will probably be late and also have to make several bus transfers... but we can excuse that". I said "let me think about that awhile!" Nothing more was said.

I leave and do 2 interviews and put in some Apps. I arrive home about 6:00pm and find a message on the phone from the bus company CATA. They state they will be at my place at 7:00am to pick me up. WHAT? Tuesday is my kids first day back to school and I then remember I have to go up there! I then call and cancel the ride. I then call and leave a message for Jane. Hmmmm.... interesting.

I go in to "MI Works" Wednesday and no "drama". Nothing new. Time to continue my job search... and I have another interview at 11:00 am. All goes well. I get home and have a new message from CATA asking where my house is! The message was left at 8:00am... I have to leave at 7:00am to make it to "MI Works". Apparently, they were dispatched AGAIN! "I CAN"T BELIEVE THIS!"

I show up to "MI Works" Thursday morning (today) and in the "meeting", Jane starts, more or less, accusing me of playing games with "them". She said "the bus company called her and pitched a bitch about the situation". She then told me she needed to see me in her office after the "meeting". I go with her to her office. She tells me she contacted the Sec-of-State and the price was going to be $100.00 for registration because I have to pay for the past 2 years, regardless, because that’s the way it works. I said "Really?" "They didn't tell me that"! "But I'm sure you guys will only pay the $50.00, and I will have to pay the rest... so I am guessing that make it irrelevant." She said, "NO... we are not going to pay any of it now... AND we will have to write up a notice of compliance for you to sign. " A notice of compliance, I said? For what? She said, " first off, I don't know what kind of insurance you were trying to get on your car, but the prices were outrageous... second, is you asking for a bus and having them show up at your house and not being there (I was all ready at MI Works...and I didn't ask for a bus)... third, is you were dishonest about the price of your registration and I had to spend time yesterday calling on it... and last, your getting estimates on insurance and so on, on "MI Works" time. Your not allowed to do that!. I couldn't believe it!

This was almost unbelievable... but I'm not as familiar with this "program" as I would like to be. I know it is about money and grants from the government (to Peckham), but in what fashion? And what cost to the "people"? Obviously people don't matter... money does. At that time I said, I guess I will have to pull out... because basically your calling me a liar. You give me no choice and you have all ready explained your not helping me with anything I need. I saw a CHA-CHING in her eyes like she was relieved I was pulling out... and money in. There is more to this but that is the gist of it. hmmm.....

Funny thing is, I know Jane was doing all of this for her "job". She was really being directed by her "Bosses". It was in her eyes and in the way she acted and turned and looked toward her bosses cubical many time as she spoke of my "violations". That’s sad to have to do that to people for a job.

For the past three weeks, Jane wore a Cross around her neck. Today she was not wearing it. She spoke this day in our "meeting" of how she was having a hard time, when she got home, with what she had to do to people. The last words I spoke to Jane as I looked her squarely in the eyes was... "I will be ok Jane, but this will have to be on your conscience, and I'm sorry". She broke eye contact and looked completely to her side and up... and I left.

FYI

2005-08-28T23:45:00.000-07:00

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We ate about 9 lbs of shrimp at Arts...mmmmmmm

2005-08-28T23:26:00.000-07:00

This is what I had to say (about 5 times over) at Arts as we ate shrimp ...

Well, you can have Baked Shrimp, Baked Stuffed Shrimp, Fried Shrimp, BBQ Shrimp, Coconut Shrimp, Drunken Shrimp, Shrimp Scampi, Shrimp Shack Pasta, Shrimp Kabab, Butter Shrimp, Shrimp on the Barbie...........

Miscellaneous

2005-08-28T23:20:00.000-07:00

I Don't Wanna Be.. Lyrics/Artist: Gavin Degraw

I don't need to be anything other than a prison guard's son
I don't need to be anything other than a specialist's son
I don't have to be anyone other than a birth of two souls in one
Part of where I'm going is knowing where I'm coming from

I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me

I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by a deadly crisis everywhere I turn
Am I the only one to notice?
I can't be the only one who's learned

I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think about me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me

Can I have everyone's attention please
See, not like this and that
You're gonna have to leave
I came from the mountain, the crust of creation
My whole situation made from clay, dust, stone
And now I'm telling everybody

I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I'm trying to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me
I don't want to be
I don't want to be
I don't want to be
I don't want to be

Thats a good jam... especially really loud. I remember Bo doing it on American Idol. He did an awesome job. Thats when I really started liking it. I look at my life that way a little lately.

Yes, I'm an American Idol addict. I love to see people have good fortune. It makes me feel good. My other favorite show to watch... even if its re-runs is Extreme Makeover, Home edition. I always cry at the beginning when I hear the "story"... and then have another happy cry at the end when they come home and see it. Yea, I cry. alot it seems.

I love kids! My ex was here again with her 1 yr 3 month old daughter April. April loves me :) She is so awesome!

Something about kids. I always pay a lot of attention to them and try to make sure they are happy and occupied. I always leave with April when my ex is here and we go for a long walk (with stroller) and search for wild flowers to pick and smell. April likes flowers, it seems, as much as I do. Maybe thats part of the reason I'm divorced... I had 3 kids to pay attention to... and didn't give enough to a certain someone. But also, for the last 20 years, I worked for an average of 60 hours a week. I'm never gonna do that anymore. So thats part of why I'm where I am. Another long story.

When I was at Michigan Works, a girl (lady-white) came up and started talking to me... she was in my classes and we talked a bit . Well, she had been through some bad things over the past few days and ended up in the hospital. They think it was just, like bad heartburn or something, but she and others thought it was a heart attack because of her family history (one of the bad things she is going through is she was taking care of her uncle who is in the hospital dying). Her arms were all bruised up where they were sticking needles in and stuff. But she was feeling pretty mellow and happy that day as she spoke with me if you know what I mean.? After talking awhile, all I could think was to give her a big hug and tell her to just take it easy. So I did. I'm just a huggy kind of guy.

Well anyway, she came over to introduce me to her daughter and also tell me what was going on with her life. People always do that to me. I'm easy to talk to I guess. Well, her daughter was a little cutie. Her name is Lyric (half white-half Af-Amer). Lyric is going on 5 years old. So, of course I talked to Lyric awhile. I always give kids money, and had just come from the bank with money for LP gas at my house. I reached in my pocket and grabbed out a wad of cash and started pulling out a bunch of ones. I put it in Lyric's hand and told her to hide it and later, buy something nice. THAT ALWAYS puts a smile on a kids face!

When I got to the LP gas place, I found I was missing a $20. I recounted it several times and figured out there was only one time I pulled out money from my pocket... and that was for Lyric. In that wad of $1's I gave her was a $20. That made me smile even more. I bet she was the happiest little kid around when she found that. I hope she gets something nice.

Just to let you know, I'm not interested in dating that "lady". I'm just that way... in real life... to pretty much everybody. Everybody, especially kids, seem to like me. Thats why one day I will be "working" with people. But I know it will be a long while before I finish my degree stuff. Have to get my kids up and on their own first. One of the things I plan is to work at the Gesundheit! Institute . I will get there one day I hope.

What a weekend.

2005-08-28T22:30:00.000-07:00

My brother Art picked up the kids friday afternoon and took them to his place. He has a very nice place on 16 acres of land in the country. I just stayed home Friday and went to sleep early. By early I mean 9:30pm. I don't stay up much past 10:30pm anymore. Saturday morning I went to Erics to work on mudding the drywall up stairs. Eric and I ended up going out and taking pictures of his new tractor (he broke his other new one, had it taken back and got an even bigger, better one) before he got it dirty. I alway take my trusty Sony digital camara where ever I go and I'll post more pictures later.

We ended up dragging a hugh tree stump to an area for burning and then started filling in and leveling a big hole the stump came out of. Three hours later we finally stopped playing with the tractor. That was fun. I was on it about an hour (the second of three hours) as Eric was watching, and then Eric waived to me to take over. I told him "no, you can't have it!" I guess the time flys by and keeps your mind occupied when your doing something like that. I probably sound wierd talking about a tractor... but if you get a chance, get on one and get to "playing" and then tell me what you think.

We went in to work on mudding, got rid of old drywall stuff and cleaned up but couldnt find the mudding tools. We cleaned them up last weekend when I was there and thought we left them on the back porch, but they weren't there. We did end up finding them but by then it was close to 4:00pm. I was going to be to Arts by 5ish. So we just didnt do any mudding.

I got to Arts and the kids were in the pool swimming and goofing off. I picked up some liquor and proceded to mix up some drinks. After catching a little buzz on, I went for a walk in the woods. It was so nice to be out there. Peace, quite, serenity. I really needed it after being in Lansing for the past 2 weeks.

I was feeling how I was having difficulty just slowing down from the pace of being in a big city. Its odd how you can be "different" when exposed to large numbers of people versus being more alone out in the country. It made me think of the fact that large cities tend to be much more liberal. Of course "Liberals" tend to be more the type to allow people to do what ever they want even if some of it is quite offensive to others. My thought on that was that being in the city for the past 2 weeks with all these people and hearing alot of whining made me feel like they could do what ever the hell they want as long as they don't bother me. Maybe thats the bottom line with the Liberals... let everybody do what ever the hell they want... as long as you don't bother them. Hmmm.

So it got dark and the half pint was gone (Art didn't have any, I drank it). My brother Art stocks up on everything, so he broke out some good wine and we started drinking it and playing pool. He has a big pool table, really nice and coin operated too. After about 100 games and 5 or 6 bottles of wine... about 2 am. We finally gave up. Talk about drunk. 2 drunks actually. We were playing, cranking the music really loud, singing... I was anyway... a least trying... and just yelling about every shot. I think I won about 2 of those 100 games... but can't remember.

I woke up the next day about 10:30am. I was definetly not feeling so good. I figured out thats why I don't drink much anymore. I like to enjoy my days, not feel like that! But it WAS fun while I was doing it :)

After drinking a pot of coffee and eating, I think, three hugh pancakes (the thin ones)... I went and passed out a couple more hours. I felt a little better after that. I took all kinds of pictures of all of us through out the night, but downloaded them on Arts computer. I went and clicked that little box that deletes them for your "device" as I was downloading them (habit). So now I dont have them to put on here. Boy, that was stupid! I'll have to have Art send them to me.

Well, we finally got home. I'm soooooooooooooo glad to be home! I Like being home.

Thoughts for today...

2005-08-27T08:30:00.000-07:00

Hmmm! Not quite sure what to write. As you can tell, I have not written much in awhile. I guess I’ve been really busy lately with Michigan Works, looking for a job, and getting back to work at Eric’s for some side cash. My brother now has some side work for me too, so after Eric’s, I’ll be heading to Kevin’s I guess.
I know what I can write about, because its on my mind a lot. Women… or maybe a woman. Not any particular woman, but a woman that I feel can fit my “bill”. That’s where the problem seems to be. I have built up certain “requirements” and they are pretty hard to stand up to I guess. Actually, they are pretty simple, but are in a category that seems to be unique. But if you look at it for what it is… that I’m a man and I probably will never understand woman… then it makes more sense.
Hold on… I’m quite different then a lot of men. So I’m the problem. Hmmm. Na, that’s not totally it either. I mean I love woman and as a man, find their beauty just awesome as God created them. Yea, I have my dirty thoughts too, but am not the type of person to go around banging chicks left and right. I have to feel a connection, get to know them and so on. And of course I have to feel they are into me. More hmmm.
My ex-wife said I could easily get a girl, and they flirt with me all the time but have no clue on seeing it. I guess it’s just my life, how I was raised, the business I was in, and all that jive. To an extent, my ex was a jealous person, so I’m not sure how that adds into the equation. I believe my one special gift in life is connecting with people on a personal or maybe a professional level.
Here is the most recent example… I’m in the Michigan Works program… first off, woman want a man with money typically. I’ve done the money thing, and if I can get my priorities straight again… that won’t be a problem. But I got to a point where I don’t care about money much. I give a lot of it away.
In my “works” program, there was 37 people… two of which were guys… me included. My ex also said I was the smartest person she knows which may not be saying much, but from what I hear, women like that too. That, it seems, is what showed up in the works program.
After Going through the class for a week and being my normal self… asking lots of question, challenging the topic’s, and bringing up many points that flabbergasted the instructors (or pissing them off), all these woman started coming up to me and just talking to me like I was their best friend. While in the class, one African-American girl would just sit and try to make long eye contact with me (she is really hot) . I figured it out and obliged on occasion. I would also notice she had a jealous or upset look on her face as I spoke with other women. I guess that’s a little of what my ex was talking about. I’m trying to pay more attention to that stuff now-a-days but could that be trouble?.
Anyways, all these women coming up to me… they know my name real well (which is easy to remember when everyone makes fun of it), I don‘t know theirs… and add to that, that I’m not that aggressive which is another thing women like…. I’m just left wondering. Hmmm, Hmmm!
I guess it boils down to me being too or maybe very picky. As for the online thing, forget it. I don’t recommend it to anybody. If you can’t meet in person… then it’s not worth wasting your time.
OH, I have a great example of that. I started this stupid blog because of a girl named Rhonda. I stumbled on her blog one day and every thing she was writing really matched my thought and opinions. It seemed her life story actually mirrored mine quite a bit too. But at the time I told myself I was not going to waste time chatting online. I left a comment on her blog… and all of a sudden she’s contacting me… I said oh fuck and started by blowing her off because I kinda knew what the outcome would be..
That’s another thing… in a relationship, men look for similarities… and woman look for an emotional connection…. Which you will NEVER get online, so if your trying… forget that too.
Anyways, all the similarities really drove my interest… (even though she died her hair blonde… and I’m not that into blondes and think you’re at least a little insecure if you have to dye your hair for no reason other then to get attention)... In fact, she was writing about things I was going to write about before I had a chance… like within a day or within hours before. Then I didn’t write them because I thought she would think I was writing the stuff to follow up on her stuff. So that really kind of sucked! I think I had some good stuff to write until I saw her updates.
I did write a lot of stuff to try to show what I was like. But also with my craziness, I wrote a lot of stuff that probably freaked her out too. There is absolutely no emotion online. I just really have a sense of humor and like to have fun with it (which don‘t always show up online), and she apparently did not get it or maybe has no real sense of humor. That may be why she wrote that she has come to the conclusion that she is boring. Maybe she is.? Or maybe more so the fact that she could be a real bitch. That’s another thing that makes me wonder about divorced woman. Hmmm.
But anyways, She finally got pissed at me for what I believe to be the fact that she really didn’t understand where I was coming from. Another reason I would guess why she is “still single”. She needs to get out…Hey, that’s the same for me too, so I guess I shouldn‘t talk. Soooo… she ended up telling me to never contact her again or she would call the police. Yea… ok… just what I fucking need. I’ve been dealing with the police and the courts for the last 4 years thanks to one nutty fucking bitch. Let alone another one thinking of some nutty shit. Fuck that!
Obviously, her stated 4.0 in psychology came within the Baker guidelines of retaining students and making money… psychologically adjust their mind to make them think that are the greatest thing since sliced bread and they will happily keep coming back… and spending MONEY. I don’t think she will figure that out any time soon. But I sure didn’t contact her again. I think she may have deleted her blog. But oh well. Spent a lot of time writing it to delete it… over me? Hmmm... Ok! And then there was Ian. I won’t even go there! That was way to seriously funny, yet very serious. The man obviously has a good heart and means well ... So… more hmmm.
I think Rhonda thought I was obsessing with her and that I was a freak. All right… let me look up that word….
Obsession: 1. Compulsive preoccupation with a fixed idea or unwanted feeling or emotion, often accompanied by symptoms of anxiety. 2. A compulsive , often unreasonable idea or emotion.
Oh shit! If that’s what she thinks, well… she is pretty much right. Stupid me huh? Its not the fact that I was obsessing with her, but the fact that I “obsess” too often with finding a true love that matches my criteria. Does anybody else do that? I guess it comes and goes… like if you are busy or if your all alone as it gets dark and no one is there to love or have love you. After all, I truly am a “dreamer”, which I think happens to be a good thing… to an extent. I just have not come across what I felt, as for her writings, for a person in a while . She displayed herself very well in them. I felt quite interested. She, I’m sure is really an awesome person. Too bad she dyes her hair…lol.
I seemed to learn a lot about her. But as people may know and have felt… being alone can creep up on you at times and then really make you dream or wish on something… to have “unreasonable ideas or emotions”! To write it down and think someone will understand it online is really stretching the dream. So don’t obsess over it. Gotta run, take care and have a wonderful day :)

Go Blawgerman!

2005-08-24T20:17:00.000-07:00

I was online searching for Michigan unemployment information tonight. I am "enrolled" in the "Michigan Works" jobs (haha) talant bank. This is due to the great psychological wisdom within the F.I.A. It is necessary for me to show up at 8:00am and not leave, unless I have a good reason (a job interview) until 5:00pm. They say drive time counts too, which is a 1 hour drive (one way) if construction on 127 is moving quickly. Hmmm... thats an 11 hour day I'm away from my 3 kids at home (I'm a single parent). But what trouble can 2 teen boys and a girl get into while I'm gone? I'm sure they will grow up be be just fine even without parenting. I asked about what the 2 hours drive time counts for, and they have not come up with an answer for me as of yet. I still have to be there 8-5.

Anyway, my plan is to find a bunch of facts on the jobless rate in Michigan and send it to any one of the different printers they have in the place. Being that they don't allow anybody other then staff near the printers, copiers and so on, I know what the outcome will be. A staff member (making minimun wage and unable to "sort" 20 copies of my extensive automotive resume on the copier) will pick up the pages from the various printers, and announce the titles loudly to the mass of people in the room. I have found some great "titles" for tomorrow, so this should be good.

While searching for great information, I stumbled apon a wonderful blogspot. The writer is truly a brilliant man and one I will follow, and look up to. Go Blawgerman!

Here is his link... http://imokyousuck.blogspot.com/

t.g.i.f.

2005-08-19T23:47:00.000-07:00

Today was the last day of my Michigan Works classes. Next week I start my job search. I really had fun in my classes. I have a bad habit of commenting or challeging the teacher, but I do it in a positive way so... I have fun! It is very educational to the class also. By bringing up all the details of the subjects, indepth conversation takes place and... VOILA... you learn. My feeling is thats what is most important, people learning. You know how people are about asking questions in a large group. ?

I was thinking about my poetry the last couple days. I found 3 of them on an old web site. I wrote them shortly after I moved too Spring Arbor, MI. That was at the start of my divorce and a time when self analysis really kicked in. But, Its something I would not want to change. What an educational experience! I had a one bedroom apartment that I totally refurbished inside. New tile in the kitchen and bathroom, new faucets, new toilet, paint... and of course pictures and art. The best part was the frontroom window. It was a three piece with up/ down sliders on the sides and a 5X6 in the center. I had three bird houses hanging from the overhang outside the window. It was my piece and quiet. Anyway, I wrote this stuff (poetry) near the bottom of the link, and the dates are at the very bottom. Check it out... http://www.lovepoetry.com/search.asp?x_curPage=2&x_key=king&x_Author=Author&x_Title=&x_PID=&x_Action=find&x_curSection=1

Thoughts for today

2005-08-15T06:18:00.000-07:00

I have the news on. They are talking about people "celebrating" the anniversary of WWII.

Today is my first day of Michigan Works classes.

Wow, how facinating...

2005-08-13T22:43:00.000-07:00

http://postsecret.blogspot.com/

Emily beat me 5 out of 8 games of game cube Mario Cart.

~Good night... and sweet dreams~

Thoughts for today

2005-08-13T08:10:00.000-07:00

Today is the first day of the rest of my life.

A very good (educational) book from a bright man; http://www.cbn.com/700club/Guests/Bios/James_Maas081005.asp

I wasted a lot of time on this computer over the last few weeks... I enjoy spending the time with my kids much better. You should try it.

What have you done wrong if your wife keeps coming out of the kitchen and yelling at you?
Made her chain too long.

What is the difference between a girl friend and a wife?
About 45 pounds.

What is the difference between a boy friend and a husband?
About 45 minutes.

A bowl of stupid is better then a bowl of ignorance.

Who said that?

What time is it?

Lyrics - What a Wonderful World ~ Louis Armstrong ~

2005-08-12T22:31:00.000-07:00

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see 'em bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

I see skies of blue, clouds of white
The bright blessed days, and dark sacred nights
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow
Are so pretty in the sky
It's also on the faces
Of people goin' by
I see friends shakin' hands
Sayin', "How do you do?
"Fairies sayin', "I love you."

I hear babies cry, and I watch 'em grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
I think to myself, what a wonderful world

Lyrics - Hibernation ~ Ted Nugent~

2005-08-12T22:30:00.000-07:00

Life Happens

2005-08-12T22:20:00.000-07:00

"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming -- WOW -- What a Ride!"

Thoughts for today

2005-08-12T06:10:00.000-07:00

We now all have something in common... and that would be ME :)

Why did (your friends name here) cross the road?
Because his dick was stuck in the chicken!

A skelton walks into a bar and orders a beer and a mop...

Hmmm... It's been a loooong time since I lost a eucre game. Actually, it's been a long time since I played eucre!

~~happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me ~~

I'm a fool. Why do fools fall in love?

Life happens... hope ya have a good one.

Thoughts for today

2005-08-11T08:15:00.000-07:00

A man is but half a person without a woman.

If a woman gives a man respect, she will receive unconditional love.

Could it be that love has found you, but you refuse to see or accept it?

Miracles are happening all around us. It just depends if you choose to see them or not.

James Alphonsus, "DAD"

2005-08-10T22:00:00.001-07:00

A little history on my Dad. He is from Nova Scotia, Island Canada originally. http://ca.maps.yahoo.com/maps_result?addr=&csz=Nova+Scotia&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;country=ca&new=1&name=&qty

I spoke with my Dad a few years back about him growing up. He told me about working several jobs, one which was working with his brother who was a master woodworker, if thats what they called it. He helped build cabinets, dressors and such. Correct me if I'm wrong Dad! He then told me at 17, he left the job and started a job working on a ship (in Canada). It was his first voyage and the ship sunk. Below is the information I looked up and found. This is something new Dad, that I found since the last printouts I mailed you. This is actually one of your ship mate's from the RMS Nascopie at the time it sunk. Your ship mate submitted this info below. I will also add links of the stuff I found before... just to build all the history I can. Your grand-kids deserve this Dad. Please help?!

New stuff... I first found this from a man who was on the ship with my dad at the time it sunk in:

TheBeaver, Canada's history Mag;

Recognition requestDear Editor,

I was drawn to the website shipwreck central . com by your note on page 7 of the December 2004 issue, in which you lament the absence of reference to the sinking of the Edmund Fitzgerald in 1975 in Lake Superior.
But did you notice an even more egregious absence, that of the Hudson Bay Company's RMS Nascopie, which was wrecked off Cape Dorset in 1947? As a crew member on that last voyage I found that deficiency too great a challenge to ignore, so dusted off some old records (and memories) and have made a submission about the Nascopie to (don't click yet!) ShipwreckCentral.com. Let's hope it qualifies.
J. Gilbert Hill, M.D.Don Mills, Ontario

This is what J. Gilbert Hill (Dad's crew member/note submission date below) submitted and is on noted link:

Type; Supply Ship
Tonnage; 2520
Displacement; Not specified
LOA; 93.6 meters
Beamwidth; 14.4 meters
Draws; 6.6 meters
Nationality;British/Canadian
Captain; J. Waters
Era; 1911-1947
Year Built; 1911
Place Built; Swan Hunter yard, Tyne River, Scotland
Year Launched; 1911-12-07
Place Launched; Tyne River, Scotland

Service History; 1912-1947 In summer (July to October) carried supplies to HBC trading posts in Eastern Arctic; also carried federal government officials (including post office), RCMP officers, health care workers, missionaries. On return voyage, carried furs and other materials, e.g., salted salmon.

1912-1930 In spring, participated in sealing expeditions on Labrador Front.

1916-1918 In winter, carried supplies to Russian arctic ports.

Last Voyage; Departed Montreal 1947-07-05 (Saturday). Travelled to Cartwright (Labrador), Lake Harbour (Baffin Island), Sugluck and Wolstenholme (Que). On Monday 1947-07-21, at 15:30 struck reef approaching Cape Dorset (Baffin Island). All passengers and crew removed safely to Cape Dorset, and eventually carried on the CCGS NB McLean to Churchill, Man.

Year Sunk; 1947-07-21
Place Sunk; Off Cape Dorset, Baffin Island
Cause of Sinking; Struck reef
Passenger/Crew List; Not specified
Loss of Life; Not specified
Body of Water; Hudson Straight
Depth; Not specified
Condition; Not specified
Latitude; N 064o 015'
Longitude; W 076o 029'
Vessel Cargo; Mail and supplies for HBC trading posts
Vessel Discovered By; from http://www.divelog.tv/filmakers.html, see “Paul Beilstein . . . . in 1997 lead a successfu
Date Discovered; Not specified
Was Salvaged?; No
Submitted By: Gilbert Hill
Date Submitted:2004-12-18
MEDIA GALLERY

Here is a info/history with a map link to Cape Dorset, Baffin Island...
http://www.inuitarteskimoart.com/About-CapeDorset.html

Here is a link with names of woman/men of the area and it mentions the RMS Nascopie;
http://www.pequotmuseum.org/Home/CrossPaths/CrossPathsSpring2004/ProfilesofNineCapeDorsetWomen.htm

Brief info at bottom of this link...
http://www.ccg-gcc.gc.ca/usque-ad-mare/chapter04-05_e.htm

from what I remember, Dad stayed with the Eskimos in the area.? One of the links above tells more of the use of the ship for housing (if it is correct). My dad knows of the bell and clock that was removed from this ship as it sat on the reef. Dad said the tide would go up and/or down and they would go out while it was down... and the ship would be lifted in the air. I can not find the link to the son of another man that was on the ship that turned the bell into the Maritime Museum. It had pictures of the man (another of Dad's ship mates) as well as links to the bell and ship memorials. I left a letter on that link (back when I found it), but got a negitive response from someone not involved with the story of the bell. It is explained at that link. If Dad still has those papers... we need the link from it!

A/The link with pictures of the ship I gave dad...
http://www.pinetreeline.org/other/other8/other8ce.html

A book/link on the ship...
http://www.gazellebookservices.co.uk/ISBN/0919614701.htm

Misc. links...
http://www.qikiqtani.nu.ca/english/communications-community-profiles-cape-dorset.html

http://www.capedorset.ca/en/tourism_town_history.asp

SGK WAS HERE !

2005-08-10T20:40:00.000-07:00

http://profiles.yahoo.com/sgk_0013

A good site

2005-08-10T17:30:00.000-07:00

http://www.lovepoetry.com/

Oh, how time flies...

2005-08-10T17:15:00.000-07:00

When I looked at these old pictures of "my boys", I thought of the movie "Patch Adams". There is a sceen of a dad in bed moments from dying of cancer. As Patch walks in, the wife and 2 boys walk out. The dad then says to Patch, "my boys... did you see my boys?"

Me

2005-08-10T16:29:00.000-07:00

I realized I didn't really have any new pic's of me, so here are a few. My boys said I look old with my hair this way. Thanks guys.

boys will be boys

2005-08-10T11:20:00.000-07:00

(my boy) Alex is the one with the funny grin. he must really be getting into the game. "Hursh"(friend) is behind Alex, and Terry (friend) (yes, a boy) is the one experimenting. The boy's stay up all night these days (or nights) and play online diablo II, Soldat and some Renaissance fighter game (maybe thats Soldat?). They have DSL in Hursh's basement with several computers. I guess maybe I stayed up all night in summer at their age too.

Jefrey

2005-08-10T10:42:00.000-07:00

Jefrey entered a skate board competition yesterday. He came in 10th place out of about 200 kids. I've been telling him to do it for awhile, but he's a little shy. He finally did it. I'm so proud of him :) He said he is going to Eric's with me tomorrow to learn about remodeling. Then he can fix the porch... hehe

dad's little girl

2005-08-10T10:26:00.000-07:00

What more can I say?

"egg in a basket"

2005-08-10T07:33:00.000-07:00

Butter a hot frying pan. Cut a 1 & a 1/2" hole in the middle of a piece of bread (a shot glass or folding bread and biting it works good). Put bread in pan and let fry one minute. Crack an egg and put in hole (don't break yoke). Flip once, but make sure yoke stays yokey... thats the best part. remove and enjoy...mmmmmmm

Thoughts for today

2005-08-10T05:54:00.000-07:00

How many A.D.H.D. kids does it take to change a light bulb?

Who cares, lets ride bikes!

New reports show a very large number of young girls have gone un-diagnoised, yet are"suffering"from A.D.D. The remedy??? Medication. A few things that is "funny" about this... the studies/research is funded by... and primarily conducted by the pharmaceutical companies. Can you put two and two together here?
From what I see, the number of A.D.D. kids is about to surpass the number of kids "without" it. If this is the case, this means that the A.D.D. kids will eventually/soon fall into the catagory of being "normal". Wow, what a concept! Does this mean the "meds" will stop? No, I don't think so. Now, if you knew me, you could probably argue the case for A.D.D. and "normalness", but in the broad view, maybe it has been normal all along.? I would recommend Dr. Dobson's 6 CD set on "boys". Look it up, it hits the nail on the head. This is the direction I think the pharmaceutical companies will/should go. I came up with a name and it is Attention Conformity Disorder (A.C.D.). This relates to children who can sit, day after day, in a very quiet, well lit room and read/study. When prompted, they are able to go home and continue this process with "homework". The medication I would come up with would "hype" these kids up and they would get outdoors and explore the world around them. They would become creative with nature, arts, interaction with other kids and so on. They could learn things like catching frogs and snakes, climbing trees, setting up pinics in the woods, swimming at the beach and just plain let their imagination run wild from there. But the problem would be to get these "damn kids" to sit still and not say anything. hmmm... I'll have to think about that some more.

My life story?.....

sgk, Meet your Matches!
No new matches.
Sincerely,Member ServicesHeart2Heart Personals

The space shuttle reminds me of the Yugo. Drive it a couple times and throw it away. But how much does a space shuttle cost?

Scientists have found a new, 10th planet beyond Pluto. Gosh these "science" guys are good. I wonder how much that costed? Can you imagine if their was a "higher power" that created more then we, as humans, will ever know? Na, it's gotta be a accident.

Very little is known about the bottoms of the oceans. Oceans are on a planet called Earth. They cover most of Earth. Have you ever seen some of the rare studies of the ocean bottoms. talk about facinating and "beautiful". It's amazing!

"Condemned are those that are misunderstood" ~Stan "Tookie" Williams~

I can't imagine what the "run-a-way" bride is going through, or has been through. And they make fun of her on national TV. ?!

What time is it?

Father Tom

2005-08-09T20:10:00.000-07:00

A quick story about my friend Father Tom. I attended a saturday Mass just before holloween a few years back. At the end of Mass, he invited everyone (about 200 ppl) to the rectory for cider and donuts. 3 Nun's, 2 older couples, my brother Jim and I were the only ones to show up. Father Tom said "well, I guess they can all go to Hell". lol

If you only knew father Tom.

Michael Buble

2005-08-09T17:55:00.000-07:00

I've been a "fan" since I saw him on the Today Show (new artist) back in 2003. What a voice! It's started as primarily remakes of "big band" stuff which is great, but he also did other neat little things like the Bee Gee's "How can you mend a broken heart" with Barry Gibb doing background vocals.

This is his latest, and my favorite song right now. It's on the CD (or album for you youngins), "It's Time" (2005) I have to buy it! Gonna check my BMG to see if its online yet now.

"Home"

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home

Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
But this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
And even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be allright
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home

Dating

2005-08-09T15:30:00.000-07:00

What would be your ideal date?

Early morning thoughts for today...

2005-08-09T06:15:00.000-07:00

I found it is best to get online early in the morning so I don't have to take the rath of teenage boy's that want to play video games online with their friends.

If I fill my coffee cup full of sugar, and almost fill the sugar bowl with coffee, Does that mean I'm getting old?

I miss my daughter Emily. She is on a road trip with a friend and her family. Cedar Point, then the water park, then Sea World. She will be gone until about Thursday. I know I tought her well about seatbelts, but still really worry about that. I remember when she was younger, as she was getting in the car, I would take off before she had her seatbelt on, and she would scream at me STTOOOOP! lol, I loved it. It would almost bring her to tears and she would be sooooo mad at me. I hope she still feels that way and not like she is to old and wise to not take dad's advice.

I have the news on. The space shuttle astronauts are playing the song "Good Day Sunshine" on the shuttle. Time to shut the news off and play some music.

I'm a non-practicing Catholic. I think there may be too much of a wild streak left in me. Or maybe I'm lazy. Anyway, I remember a few years back when I was in a real "tough spot", I began to pray alot. What else was I to do? 1 big miracle happened, along with a bunch of little one. I guess it's just how you chose to see it, but I sure know what the result was.

I was at a Chinese restaurant not too long ago. They gave me 2 fortune cookies after my meal. Wierd I know, but it's not the first time they did it. My 2 fortunes this time was "Learn to listen, not hear" (is that a fortune?) and "You will always have good luck in your personal affairs" (thats better) :)

The birds are starting to sing outside. I'm gonna open the windows and listen.

My car is soooo clean inside now. I think I should quit smoking. I have been cleaning around the house too. wierd, I feel like I'm nesting or something.

Gordon Lightfoot - "Beautiful"

McDonald's breakfast; "I'll have a #4... and please add cheese... with an orange juice to drink".

Radio Station

2005-08-08T17:11:00.000-07:00

Peter Jennings Dies of lung cancer.

I'm out cleaning my car. I havn't done that in a year (with a vacuum at least).

I listen to a radio station that is now called home fm. I really like it. It has a NEW format, so I think it's really, really good now. I recommend artist/song, Michael Buble/Home

I moved to Spring Arbor for awhile starting back in August 2001. While I was there, I meet a girl named Michelle. She was just an aquaintence, but happened to be Rachel Ryders dorm partner. Michelle told me about the station and her friend Rachel. Listening to the station is what started my liking of popular christian music. What she said about Rachel was the initials RR made people joke with her by rolling their tongue to the R' s of her first and last name. Try it. I've always thought Rachel did a great job.

She mentioned a link on her blog. It is suppose to be by Forbes, and fantastic looking, mouth watering, dishes of food that are bad for you. Take a look, I will soon.

http://www.home.fm/

Grandma and Grandpa

2005-08-08T13:00:00.000-07:00

I recieved this pic while in Florida a few years back. Kevin had this, along with my "mom" and "dad" pic's below, made into 8x10's for us. I don't know much about it. I don't even remember if it is my Mom's or Dad's parents. I'll have to find that out. But it's a neat picture.

My mom Anna Marie

2005-08-08T08:50:00.000-07:00

Since 20 (years old) is an even number, I would guess this is from about 1952. My mom meet my dad at GM, but shortly after became a stay at home mom. I guess after 11 kids, her time was taken. What a sacrifice. She was a living Saint. All the kids in the neighborhood loved her.

I remember she would use army size kettles/pots to cook for all of us. My favorite was her meatloaf. She would mix ground beef with ground pork, add green peppers, diced tomatoes, bread crumbs, and other good stuff like MUSHROOMS! YUM! I make a close duplication, but it's not quite the same. I found adding a can of Bush's baked beans is really good too. And don't forget to top it off with lots of catsup... mmmmmm good.

My dad James Alphonsus

2005-08-08T08:30:00.000-07:00

A guess is, this pic was from about 1950. Dad would be somewhere around 20. Dad worked at GM for 35 years before retiring. He worked most of that time at the Ypsilanti "Hydra-Matic" plant. It's called GM Powertrain now. He worked on or as assembly, building maintenance, Financial Secretary and President within the UAW Union 735. Mary told me he just Got an apartment on/at Palm Coast in Florida. You never know where he is going to be though. He always jumps in his truck and drives all over the US and Canada. I don't know how he can drive so much.

Smokey

2005-08-08T07:43:00.000-07:00

This is/was my kitty cat, Smokey. Krieger's sister. The cats were helping me put this log across the river in the back yard to build a walking or BMX bike bridge. The river is really low at this time. The boy's and I have a neat BMX trail in the wooded part of the yard out back. I just got all the wood to finish the bridge this week, so I'll probably do that this coming weekend (and I'll watch for poison ivy). The boy's aren't into BMX anymore, But I enjoy walking out on the trail. I know Jef will be using it as a short cut to the side road for his mini-bike though.

I'm not sure what happened to Smokey. She just dissappeared. I have a big owl that lives out back just across the river, and think that the owl may have got her.

Would anyone like a kitten?

2005-08-08T06:42:00.000-07:00

This is my cat Krieger. As you can tell, it is a "she". The boy's named her Krieger after one of their friends. Their friend Krieger though, is a boy. It's just they both have certain mild temperment and/or personality and shyness.

My cat Krieger had these kittens yesterday morning 07AUG05. I heard them meowing in the drop ceiling in the morning after they were born, but didn't look for them until the afternoon. I didn't want to bother them. In the afternoon, I spent about an hour looking for them in the ceiling. I was having a hard time because I could not see up there well... so I came up with the idea to use my digital camara with the flash to try to locate them. I would put my arm up in the small space and just take a picture, then view it to see what I would see. About 40 pictures later, nothing. Then I heard a little meow. She had moved them right under my bed.

The kittens look like the neighbors cat. I didn't pick them up yet, but my guess is their is only one girl. Something I learned a few years back (as in Krieger and her sisters case), is calico's are all female. Their is no male calico. Interesting huh?

Whats in a name...

2005-08-07T13:50:00.000-07:00

Your probably wondering where I would get a nic like Steviegeevie. I guess the thought came back to me when I was reading info on another person's blog. I remembered my sister Mary (she is so cool) having a book when I was down in Florida. The book was kind of large, about 18x20, and had a bunch of renaissance art pictures in it with brief stories. It was so awesome, I loved it. I meant to buy one, but got busy, forgot the name, and time just flies by to fast I guess. Well anyways, I just got off the phone with Mary and she said it was a library book she just happened to have at the time. She said she was going to the library this afternoon, so she would try to find it again. I will post the info if I (we) find out. Back to my nic. My sister Mary would call me that when I was around 12 years old. It started with Stevie Wonder, then, I think, Stevie G (my middle initial), then progressed to Steviegeevie somehow. I just never forgot it. So thats where my nic came from.

Good Day Sunshine

2005-08-06T23:29:00.000-07:00

(The Beatles - Revolver)

Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine

I need to laugh and when the sun is out
I've got something I can laugh about
I feel good in a special way
I'm in love and it's a sunny day

Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine

We take a walk, the sun is shining down
Burns my feet as they touch the ground

Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine

Then we'd lie beneath the shady tree
I love her and she's loving me
She feels good, she knows she's looking fine
I'm so proud to know that she is mine.

Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine
Good day sunshine, good day sunshine, good day sunshine...

Just some more thoughts I guess...

2005-08-06T22:30:00.000-07:00

I'm not quite sure what to write right now, even though a million thoughts are going through my head. But, I'm having a little chat with a certain someone and it's making me think of the difficulties of finding a "special someone". People can be so easily misunderstood because of what I probably knew, but had reinforced in college psychology. "snap judgement". Snap judgement is your first reaction to another person. Typically, it is based on their words, looks, clothes, size, color, and so on. Almost every time a "snap judgement" is made, the person making that judgement does not tend to sway from their original thought or feeling. It can be very difficult to form a "connection" with each other from that point.

I would have to say I started out from a bad angle with this certain someone due to something. Thats piddily anyway.

The picture above is what comes to mind at this point. I was riding my mountain bike down an old trail I hadn't been on in almost 20 years. It brought back lots of good memories. One bad memory too that I won't go into on this blog ever. But on this particularly beautiful day, as I rode along enjoying God's blessings (with my camara handy as usual), I came across this. Wow, a beautiful butterfly! If only I could get close to it... and take a picture... hmmm. I hopped off the bike and slowly approached, camara ready. I could not believe my eyes and luck. It wasn't flying away. Their was a certain peacefullness that overwelmed me. It felt like it was ment to be... Untill I figured it out... The true story below...

How quickly thought can change...(Story starts at above post, start there)

2005-08-06T22:29:00.000-07:00

After a moment or two, I decided to "shew" off that butterfly. It didn't go. I attempted to lift it with a finger while trying not to touch it's wings. It grabbed my finger and I then felt a "tug-o-war" begin. This was wierd. It was a strong pull, and not from the butterfly. The butterfly had a good grip on my finger and as I pulled back harder, I finally saw the true story. You can see it in this pic. This spyder had a hiding spot under the flower pedal on that flower. Maybe it was it's home. Out of all the flowers around, the butterfly just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Such is life.

If you look at the previous pic, you can see damage to the butterflies wings. It must have been fighting for a while... to be free. I got it away, but it was too late. The butterfly was dying. Have you ever felt like maybe you were in a situation of feeling it was "too late"?

I guess things aren't always the way they may seem to be. But if you do not explore to find the true story, you will never know.

You might just be a red neck if...

2005-08-06T19:01:00.000-07:00

lol... j/k. I made it to Eric's with no problem with the car. It's just been a good day for me. Even on the way home, as I got on the highway "Good day Sunshine" came on the radio. It was a nice added touch. As I was pulling up to Eric's, he was working at the end of his driveway with his new tractor (bottom pic, me in top pic). He was facing away and really into what he was doing. I pulled up and held down the horn. You know these new big tractors have a spring loaded seat and when you sit down they "spring" about 4 inches? It REALLY added a special touch of "FREAK OUT" to the moment. HAHAHAHAHA!

We took a little break and went inside for a pop (soda for you Floridians) and to check out his new window blind... yes one. Gotta make sure the color is right first, huh?. There was a new infomercial on TV for this big machine with different "straps" and what it does is "vibrate" the fat (no, not p h a t) off of you. I didn't think it was legal to show girls in g-strings on TV. Let alone close up's of the machine "vibrating" the fat (there was NO fat, believe me) off of that "troubled" area. Then to top it off, they were playing it in slow motion, over and over and over again. What was I talking about? Oh yea, blinds. We decided the "Milk Chocolate" brown looked good. Then back to TV. The next infomercial was "the 50 Greatest Hymns". Well, no need for a cold shower now!

Plan for the day...

2005-08-06T09:13:00.000-07:00

I have to get away from this for awhile. I am getting absolutely nothing done. I woke up this morning thinking about Mom's meatloaf. Hmmm... I'll give the details in another post sometime. I was also thinking I had 2 pillows in my bed I never use.? Oh well.

The kids are not home and since I'm in a pretty good mood, I've decided to crank up my Chicago, greatest hits CD. It's a 2 dics set, but I really only listen to the first one. It's thier pre-1980 stuff. It's upbeat and since I'm an old trumpet (coronet) major from high school, and I think I can sing to it pretty well... ha, thank goodness I can't hear myself... I like it!

Do ya think my tractors sexy? Thats my Plan. Eric just bought a new, like, really big John Deere tractor. I get to go drive it... hehe! I wonder if my car is going to make that noise again and/or break down? I guess their is one way to find out. Wish me luck!

Brown Nosing?

2005-08-06T08:51:00.000-07:00

This is a stab is the dark but, HI to a certain someone's Mom!

Another flashback...

2005-08-05T23:36:00.000-07:00

Wow, this is old. About 1993. I don't know where it came from but I'm glad I got it.

I remember I was at work (1994) and my now ex-wife Sue called me on a friday afternoon like she did many times before. What she would do is come up with some emergency to get me to come home. She knew when I got my check, so she waited until after that time. The "emergency" this time was "THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE"! Yea, right Sue. She said "No, I'm serious"! I said "I can't leave, I have too much to do"! Then someone else got on the phone. Talk about an empty feeling. By the time I got there, there was nothing left. I had about 50 plaques of accomplishments. All gone. GM and Nissan could or would not replace them.
Not to mention a bunch of award winning model cars I built... and actually, all the proof of "My Life". Hmmm... But when God closes one door, he (or she) opens another.

Life continues...

2005-08-05T23:00:00.000-07:00

Gosh, time really flies bye. Thats my Mom's handwriting.

A child of God...

2005-08-05T22:33:00.000-07:00

I'm really proud of this. Thanks Mom!

A baby boy is born!

2005-08-05T22:23:00.000-07:00

Wow, that must have hurt! 10lbs? Holy cow!

Replacement.

2005-08-05T21:58:00.000-07:00

I found some stuff my Mom saved for me that I'm going to post. This is a drivers license I got when I was 18. At the time, I was going to go in the Army... because of the college stuff, right? Well, I went throught all the recruiting stuff and stayed at Detroit MEPS for 3 days doing all the testing. The recruter said to call before I sign up to let him know how things went. I passed with flying colors and was on my way to sign, so I called, and he then told me my test scores were screwed up and I didn't qualify for the college fund. Jerk. I was on the bus home. When I got home, I hopped in my Camaro and drove to Indiana. A female friend told me to come down to get my mind off things. While I was down there, I was having so much fun, I got my drivers license taken away for wreckless driving through Fort Wayne. Just because a car is going sideways between other cars does not mean your being wreckless. I mean there was 3 lanes, come on! When I got back to Michigan, I went to the Sec-of-State and said "I lost it"! Hence my replacement. By the way, I grew up at that addy, but don't live there no more.

Cast your vote!

2005-08-05T21:11:00.000-07:00

Who makes the better ferry? My daughter Emily, or my son Jef? Lord, help me.

Memories...

2005-08-05T20:54:00.000-07:00

I think my sight got a little depressing, so I might as well get it out of the way and try to move on. So, here are some pic's of friends that are no longer with me.

At the top is my, well, ex-father-in-law Julian. He was my friend. He was a great inspiration to me because of his wisdom. Whenever I felt like I needed some direction, I could always stop at his place and just sit and talk with him. He experienced a lot in his life and it always facinated me to listen to his stories. He grew up in Germany during WWII. He said he watched his best friend pick something up in the field, and his friend disappeared in pieces. But that was just the beginning of a life of stories. He was so cool. I miss him. He died at age 64, in 2001 of a triple A.

In the middle is Angel. She lived for 6 years with systic fibrosis. To speak with this girl was like speaking with a brilliant college professor. She totally blew people away with her wisdom. It was her gift from God. You might think people say stuff like that about people that have passed... but it was really true.

I was out driving the other day just enjoying different hidden away parks in the area. I came accross these beautiful, big yellow wild flowers, not sure there name, but they look like small sunflowers. I'm the type of guy that pic's wild flowers and finds someone to give them to... just because. I couldn't think of anyone at the time, so I thought I would bring them home, take a picture, and send them via e-mail to a certain someone I think I like. As I was kind of lost and driving, I came accross an old graveyard. It was where Angel was at. I whipped in, and stopped. The grave sight was a little messy, so I cleaned everything up. That is where I left the flowers. Sorry certain someone. The grave stone said Granddaughter, 1985-1991.

On the bottom is Thomas. Angels brother. He was a friend of mine and my boys. He lived 15 years with systic fibrosis. He spent a lot of time in the hospital but was still always upbeat when I saw him. I remember he got a new go-cart from the Make-A-Wish foundation. It was so awesome. But he sure knew how to be a little stinker, let me tell ya. He passed away in 2001.

A day in the life of a " Professional Test Driver"

2005-08-05T14:45:00.000-07:00

I was driving around town today taking care of business. I was on my way back home and pulled into the gas station because I couldn't pass up the $2.45 a gallon gas price. As I turned the steering wheel, a REALLY LOUD metal breaking noise came out from the front end. I checked it out, didn't see anything and drove home. I'm just gonna pretent that didn't happen.

The pic above is the result of "professionally" jumping my car 50 feet through the air. That was about 9 months ago and I fixed it back then. Oh yea, remember, I've had lots of advanced driver training, so again kids, don't try this at home. I worked midnight shift at the time and was on my way to work. I don't remember what happened for about one mile, but I remember looking up just in time to see a 20 mile an hour corner. I was doing 60, so I knew if I tried to turn, I would roll. At the same time I remembered that straight ahead was a tree farm field full of trees. If I could point the car just right, I could land straight down the rows. Yeeee haaaaw... I did it! Perfect landing. I got out and checked things out. Every thing was good. I couldn't believe it. Thank you, Lord!

Since I was right in the middle of the rows and it was dark, I could either back up a long way or try to turn around. Since my adrenalin was pumpin', I quickly decided to drive down the lane to find a turn around. Ha, A turn around spot! Cool! The next think I knew I was looking straight down in a really big hole. You know those things they use to "pluck" really big trees from the ground? Some nin-com-poop decided to use it right in MY turn around spot.

Crazy?

2005-08-05T11:40:00.000-07:00

What does it mean when you comment on your own posts?

OH, GROSS!

2005-08-05T10:15:00.000-07:00

Kids, don't try this at home! This, I had done in late 2001 or early 2002. It was like a last ditch effort to "spice up" my failing marriage. My ex talked me into it. Wanting love can make you do some pretty foolish things.

I never liked tatoos or piercing because Mom always told me it was desecrating Gods/my "temple". My view is that there is something wrong with you if you do this.

I decided to come up with a story about it and here it is...

I'm keeping this to remind me to not make a mistake in picking a lady to be, eventually, my wife (I hope). I guess I'm really picky when it comes to that, because it seems so hard to find someone that has an upbringing and beliefs (and goofyness) like mine. The lady that is right for me will not like this kind of stuff and together, we will remove it to "set me free" from the chains of disappointment. Its going on 4 years and counting. hmmm...

Best friends forever

2005-08-05T09:51:00.000-07:00

This is my bestest friend Eric. I woke him up early to get working on remodeling his house. We meet when my family moved to Gregory, Michigan in about 1972. Speaking of his house, I have to Get back over there to finish his upstairs. I'm only a little beyond the "have a seat" pic at the beginning of my blog. I think he is wondering if I'll ever get it done. You ever run into a time you feel just totally un-motivated?

Mom and Dad

2005-08-05T09:24:00.000-07:00

This was taken about 1999. It's been in a frame since, and somehow is in pretty rough shape. This probably tells you I have my scanner working :)

Dad's name is James Alphonsus and Mom's name is Anna Marie. Well, back in the frame it goes.

Mom and Dad meet in Detroit Michigan in about 1953. They both worked for GM at the time. Dad is French, Scotch and Irish and from Nova Scotia, Canada originally. Mom is Polish and from the Hamtramek area. Thats an odd place for a Pol huh? I remember, when I was little, my dad said to all us kids... " hey everyone, wanna see a Polish train?" We all jumped up and down and yelled, "YEAH!" He said, "follow ME". We all followed him out the back door, around the house, back in the back door, around the inside of the house... and finally figured out we were the Polish train.

SWEET DREAMS

2005-08-04T22:00:00.000-07:00

I have to go to bed. Speaking of that, here is some useless information about me. I have 4 pillows in my bed. 1 for my head (main pillow), which if it's not right, my neck hurts in the morning. 2 for the right side of the bed, because I dont have 2 of these>, and one of those big long one's for the left side of the bed. I call it my huggy pillow. I start on my right side with my hands under the main pillow. Then, I roll on my stomach for usually 5 or ten minutes. Then, I roll to my left side. At that point, I can hug my huggy pillow, but I usually put my hands under the main pillow. I always stick my huggy pillow between my knees though. I bet your glad you read and know THAT now, huh? Good Night!

Just because...

2005-08-04T21:00:00.000-07:00

My new bachlor pad was the result of going through divorce. I do not recommend it to anybody. I remember I went to a Catholic "shrink" to help me cope... and she told me, "dump the lady!" Being Catholic and a Catholic place, I expected just the opposite. Needless to say... it messed with my psychological programming. The lady told me to start writing down my feelings and reflecting on my life to "understand." My previous post pic was a result and here was my first journal writing...

"The Ride"

Life is like a thrill ride. There are lots of ups and downs and everything else in between. You try to hang on tight and do everything you can to seem and act like your not afraid. You know that the next corner up ahead may be a big one, and you’re not sure if you’re traveling too fast or too slow. In the back of your mind your thinking, maybe I don’t want to do this. You can let me off here, please! But then you think, if I get off here, what is it that I’m going to miss around the next corner? So you stay seated for the ride to see what the outcome is. Time passes by. Time seems to be moving so slow. Is that clock working right?
Whoa… Slam on the brakes! Did I just go around that corner? I totally missed it! Should I tell everyone I want to back up and do it again? No, I can’t do that… I don’t want them to know I had my eyes closed the whole time and that’s why I missed it. Should I really care what everyone else thinks? Hey, I’m just going to go with the flow. That’s the easiest way through this.
Your going up a really big hill and the anticipation of what is over the top keeps your wheels rolling on the track. All kinds of thoughts are racing through your mind. You think back and reminisce of the things you have already been through. You think to yourself, I bet that I’ve seen everything there is to see! What else could there possibly be out there that I have not already been through?
Oh no! Did we just go racing over the top of that really big hill? I totally missed it! How could I have missed that? It was right there in front of me! I know I had my eyes wide open! Maybe I can blame it on someone else who is on this ride with me?! You drift off and think… that’s exactly what it was. I was distracted by the actions of the people around me and that’s why I missed it again.
Now your feeling like you should be more demanding. Lets go back and do that really big hill again! Does it really matter what everyone else thinks? I’m going to tell them exactly what I think this time!
You sit up straight and tall in your seat. You think to yourself, I’m ready to tell everyone just how I feel! You think… for a moment… what you will say. How will I present this?
Awe man! Here we go. We’re pulling in to the station and it’s the end of the ride. How could I have missed all of that? I was totally paying attention… I thought!? I had my eyes wide open. I think I was listening to everything around me. I thought that I was able to say what I really wanted. Why is it that I didn’t say it? I really thought about it hard and now that the ride is over… I can’t understand what I did wrong. How is it that I missed all of that once again? I know! I was distracted by the actions of the people around me. Yes! That’s it! It’s everyone else’s fault! I know just what I’m going to do! You find yourself back in line at the beginning of the ride. You’re thinking to yourself that this time it’s going to be different. You’re not going to let the people on this ride distract you. You’re going to pay close attention and say what you want as soon as it comes to your mind. This time around it will all be much better because you know there is nothing you have not been through. You think to yourself that you know you have seen everything there is to see. There is nothing I have not been through already. There is nothing I haven’t already done! I know I can handle this without missing a beat this time! The line seems to be moving so slow! Could it be that the clock is not working right? I know I have been paying close attention! No one can distract me this time! I can do this!
You’re on that ride again, and the corner up ahead may be a big one… but your not sure. I thought I was just there! I thought I knew what to expect! You hang on tight, and act like you’re not afraid. You think to yourself that life is like a thrill ride… lots of ups and downs and everything in between… as you pull in to the station at the end of the ride.
How could I have missed all of that? I swear I had my eyes wide open! I know exactly what it was! I was distracted by the actions of the people on this ride with me! That’s it! I knew I was right!! I know I won’t let that happen again!
You think to yourself… I’m going to try that one more time… As you reminisce on the things you have already been through… sorry… the ride is now closed.

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The "shrink" had a really wierd, intense look on her face as she read it. What do you think?

Flashback...

2005-08-04T20:30:00.000-07:00

This is something I threw together for my new "bachlor pad" in 2001. It's me through the years (notice the red hair?), my first new car, my first new truck, a little venison and some misc. stuff.

I stripped my new 1987 S-10 down to the frame and detailed every nut and bolt with different colors and stripes. It was sweet! I put my 78 Camaro rally wheel, BF Goodriches on it. I still remember the VIN # 1GCBS14E8H2162215.

The 1989 Beretta GTU stayed on the showroom floor 2 days before I drove it to the prep area. I drove Alex and Jef home from the hospital as new borns in that thing. I was Servcie Manager at Rampy's at the time. I had the resourses to port and polish the intake and heads... and added a resistor to the O2 sensor curcuit... with a 5 speed... and 16 inch Goodyears... It just plan ripped out of the hole. Years later, my ex told me how her and her friends (friend was driving) would blow all the cars away in Jackson, stop light to stop light. You B!#*@! My Car!

One good reason I need a good woman...

2005-08-04T19:50:00.000-07:00

Take a look at this hunk, huh? No, not President Bush. I'm so tall I make the ceiling look low... hehe. As you can see, I have very little good taste in dressing myself. Well, maybe it's just photogenics. Got to admit, the "Levis" look good. This was taken before I figured out the date thingy.

My family all together minus Mom. Happy but sad...

2005-08-04T19:32:00.000-07:00

James G., Steve (me), John, James A.(Dad), Arthur, Allen, and Kevin.

Elizabeth (Liz), Carol, Julie, Joan, and Mary.

This is my family. It is the first time we were all together in one place in a long time. It was at Dad's place in Debury, FL. It was on about 04OCT02. My Mom pasted away... at home... from cancer at the age of 70... 01OCT02... opening day for bow. I'm a bow hunter. Well, she didn't smoke, it was just one of those things. Being such a strict Catholic, she did not feel right getting that radiation stuff. I remember the Director of the funeral home asking who would carry her. My Dad replied " her sons". I heard a mumble about heavy, as my Dad turned and pointed to his 6 boys. "Wow, ok" was the response. Tears was the only hard part about that job.

Sorry it's such a crappy picture. It was e-mailed through a couple places before it got to me. I will update it when I get in touch with Kevin.

Where I live...

2005-08-04T16:30:00.000-07:00

If you look real hard, you can see "my house" in this pic somewhere. It is the place my kids and I live in, and it belongs to my Ex-Mother-in-Law. Yes, fun. It is in the middle of nowhere and I rent it from her (for the past 2 years, kids school), but have also been slowly but surely remodeling it for her over the last 8 years. It is a custom 16 foot wide, with additions, on a walk out basement. She bought it that way and got a good deal on it. When I work on it I think of the link below...

http://www.drbukk.com/gmhom/park.html

"Toilet paper? What toilet paper?" At least thats what I said when I spoke with the Ex-Mother-in-Law the next day. I think this occured on one of my Wednesday nights. Emily was, once again, at her best friends. Her friend is Allysa, Alyssa's sister is Tiffany, and their Mom is Chris (single mom). The boy's were gone to a friends this night, so I was home alone. I was getting ready to go to bed, about 10:00pm, and a thought of my friend Eric and I "causing trouble" as kids came accross my mind. I came up with an Idea, called Chris and said... "do you and the girls wanna have fun"? Then I proceeded to give her the plan. But the plan (that I know) can not be revealed to the girls. I would leave 18 rolls of toilet paper outside, then go to bed... act real sneaky about it, come over and toilet paper the house. It worked out great but little did I know they would pick up 24 rolls more at the store! I'm still finding that stuff around here.

Christmas in August?

2005-08-04T15:30:00.000-07:00

You can't tell, but this is a pic from Christmas day, 2004. Does everybody have, like, a ton of Christmas pic's? First, left to right top are my 3 kids... Alexander, Emily and Jefrey (yes, 1 f). I have them full time. It's the best pic I have with all 3 of them together.The witdo baby is April... My ex-wife and her husband's baby girl. It's Emily's only little sister and Emily is proud of that. She is such a little sweetheart.

Oh how dare I mention my ex so soon in my blog?! Her name is Sue and I probably won't mention her name much more because she can get her own blog to do that. As for April, I baby sit her once in a while and she is trained to say "teve"... hehe... my name. She can't say her dad's name yet, that I know of, but I hear she says "teve" to her dad... HAHA!

Heck with it.

2005-08-04T14:50:00.000-07:00

I decided not to go to my appointment today. It is optional for today or Monday. I pick Monday. Plus, this is so addicting... I started looking at pics I have on file... and here I go again.

I found a recent, decent pic of me and here it is. I am wearing my favorite (new) cool weather item... my hoodie. It's the first time I had one. I got it from Diamler-Chrysler's Chelsea Proving Ground. I was a "professional" Test Driver there for 2 years. It was awesome driving for the first 2 weeks, and body wrenching from that point on. Stop-go-stop-go-really go-bounce-bounce-bounce... ouch. As for hoodies, the boys have about 20 of them.

My hair cut. is'nt it gReAt! It's called a "boy's messy hair cut". It's a new style for me. I wash my hair, shake my head, apply hair spray, "scrape" it down and viola! There you have it!
I have a colic so, as you can see, it dries crooked along the front. I have since corrected this by cutting it crooked... and it dries straight. hehe.

My glasses... I am NEAR sighted and can see (with out them) about 2 feet. My drivers license says I have to wear them. The glasses are new too. They are Gucci's and I have one word to describe them... EXPENSIVE! What was I THINKING? But I love 'em, so I'll keep 'em.

Behind me is my back yard. 3.3 acres with a river. Yes, if you may wonder, lots of mesquitos! Somewhere out there is the reason why I have had a really bad ichy problem over the last week. POISON IVY! I stand down wind from it and I get it. It sucks... and itches too!

Thats all I have to say about that.

thoughts...

2005-08-04T11:31:00.000-07:00

Out of all the food I have packed in the fridge, the boys decided to cook all the bacon last night. I have to resort to sausage links with my breakfast. Is it a bad thing if they have been open and have a crusty texture on them? Wish me luck.

I have a 500 watt Sony entertainment system and a song is on that I would love to crank up. Should I do it? Remember, the boys are sleeping. It is a song by Queen...

"Somebody to Love"

Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord what you’re doing to me
I have spent all my years in believing you
But I just can’t get no relief,Lord!
Somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

I work hard every day of my life
I work till I ache my bones
At the end I take home my hard earned pay all on my own -
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord - somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me - somebody to love?

(he works hard)

Everyday - I try and I try and I try -
But everybody wants to put me down
They say I’m goin’ crazy
They say I got a lot of water in my brain
Got no common sense
I got nobody left to believeYeah -
yeah yeah yeah

Oh lord
Somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

Got no feel, I got no rhythm
just keep losing my beat
I’m ok, I’m alright
Ain’t gonna face no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
Someday I’m gonna be free, lord!

Find me somebody to love
Can anybody find me somebody to love

My first official day as a "blogger".

2005-08-04T10:00:00.000-07:00

I was going to start by posting a picture of what I look like this morning. Wednesday nights are my "night out". I pretty much do the same thing every Wednesday... Go to a friend of mine's place and watch his band practice. Makes me think I live an exciting life. Yea, right! I always have a few mixed drinks on that night and when I get up the next day, don't always feel too well. So, starting with that pic may have showed why, maybe, I should stop that. Herein lies the problem. The kids know I do that on that night, and they plan accordingly. Emily (my daughter) always goes to her best friends, and I never know what the boys are going to be up to. Turns out, both of my boys, Alex and Jef, had friends over. I'm not sure exactly what happened, but the batteries are now missing from the camara. Of course being summer time... and being teenage boys, they stayed up all night. I can't bring myself to waking them up because maybe I'm just too nice. Or maybe it's just nice and quiet right now. Yea, thats it! I guess I'll work on that later. I have a lot to learn here, and starting with getting my scanner to have a scan less the 5250X6350 pixels (is that what they call it?) will be one of my first projects. That is, after I dig it out from under the dust. Besides this, I have a busy day ahead with lots to do. I better get moving.....

Come on, Let's go!

2005-08-03T23:59:00.000-07:00

Hello, and welcome everybody, to my blog. My name is Steve. I would like to start by giving a big THANK YOU to a very special person... Rhonda, for inspiring me to create what you are about to see and read. It is a journey into a place that is solemnly known as "My Life".

Please, have a seat!

Hi!

2005-08-03T23:00:00.000-07:00

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