Stupid People Piss Me OFF!!!

Every Where I Look...

2007-04-08T14:32:00.000-04:00

Lately every where I look I become disapointed. I was on a bike ride today and in trying to cut over from the public high school through the city park abuting it I was met by a gate. This gate for as long as I can remember has always been open; but now the city has chained it closed for fear of some one slipping on the ice while coming or going from school. When did the world become run by law suit fearing tight asses?

On the plus side I have decided to quit my job with the city. I like the job and most of the people I work with; I just can't stand the atmospere or the way everything is run. For example I missed work thursdsay so I could sno blow for my bussiness. My boss comes up to me friday afternoon, hands me my paycheck and asks me if I have and Vac/sick time in my check to make up for my absence. I tell him no, I'm still within the new hire pobation period. He knows this because he oversees vac/sick time allotment. (He hired me knowing I still intended to work over the winter for myself.) He has to verify I knew I didn't have Vac/Sick time for his report to his boss. So finally when the penitly is dispenced this will be taken into account. Now if I lied to him and said I had car trouble I would merily be told not to let it happen again. Instead I face being fired for my honesty. This is not a healthy atmosphere to promote so I'm going to leave.

With the money I have saved up from this job I'm going back to school this summer. Not much 7 credits but a start. This makes me smile inside.

Progress Sucks!

2007-01-18T17:34:00.000-05:00

Well oringinally I wanted to post a couple days after New Years; telling everyone how interesting my new years was. But unfortuanilly I waited too long and the intimancy I hoped to recapture; or at least reinstate the pursuit of, has long since expired. This was furthered by the fact that I can't get the new version of blogger because I still refuse to get an e-mail adress. No one seems to understand what it means to stand for something; to really dig your heals in and not move.

Anyway, New Years; O the places you'll go and the people you'll meet when you get there. I wanted to reflect a little before I went and ruined the icy glow by doing laundry. A euphoria I rarely feel was present the first few days of 2007. It will quickily melt in to the past like an icicle into a stream, but for a moment it will have exzisted.

Maybe I will start a new blog once i get out of this funk.

2006-12-03T20:12:00.000-05:00

The fact that I remembered how to do this is amazing. Maybe I will be inspired to blog now that the slow season is coming.

The Penalty of Leadership

2005-04-05T17:52:00.000-04:00

Well after being booted off here fore the thrid time for trying to preform an illeagle operation I decided to give up. Now almost 2 weeks later i find myself with my taxes complete and back in front of my computer... well really my parents computer. Not much is up been looking at a few peices of land for a perspective purchase; I found this in my mass media book an liked it so I fugure now I would let everyone else indulge. With the warmer wether come the riding of a bike which I have been doing some of. Bruce is still being a boob about the new bike I want. I went to a show satuarday night with Chuck and the Elm St Crew. Got chuck braces stuck in my hand as well as being beat by other kids who I don't know.

The Penalty of Leadership

In every field of human endeavor, he that is first must perpetually live in the white light of publicity. Whether the leadership is vested in a man or a manufactured product, emulation and envy are ever at work. In art, in literature, in music, in industry, the reward and the punishment are always the same. The reward is widespread recognition; the punishment, fierce denial and detraction. When a man’s work becomes a standard for the whole world, it also becomes a target for the shafts of the envious few. If his work is merely mediocre, he will be left severely alone – if he achieve a masterpiece, it will set a million tongues a wagging. Jealously does not protrude its forked tongue at the artist who produces a commonplace painting. Whatsoever you write, or paint, or play, or sing, or build, no one will strive to surpass, or to slander you, unless your work is stamped with the seal of a genius. Long, long after a great work or a good work has been done, those who are disappointed or envious continue to cry out that it cannot be done. Spiteful little voices in the domain of art were raised against our own Whistler as a mountebank, long after the big world had acclaimed him its greatest artistic genius. Multitudes flocked to Bayreuth to worship at the musical shine of Wagner, while the little group of those whom he had dethroned and displaced argued angrily that he was no musician at all. The little world continued to protest that Fulton could never build a steamboat, while the big world flocked to the riverbanks to see his boat steam by. The leader is assailed because he is a leader, and the effort to equal him is merely added proof of that leadership. Failing to equal or to excel, the follower seeks to depreciate and to destroy – but only confirms once more the superiority of that which he strives to supplant. There is nothing new in this. It is as old as the world and as old as human passions – envy, fear, greed, ambition, and the desire to surpass. And it all avails nothing. If the leader truly leads, he remains – the leader. Master-poet, master-painter, master-workman, each in his turn is assailed, and each holds his laurels through the ages. That which is good or great makes itself known, no matter how loud the clamor of denial. That which deserves to live - - lives.

If you think with your head, and not your head, you'll be ahead.

2005-03-20T11:35:00.000-05:00

I don't feel like emotionally draining myself so I'm going to try my hand at being subtle.

re. spect (rispekt') vt. [respectus, pp. of respicere, to lok at, lok back on, respect ,re-, back + specere, to look at: see spy] 1. a) to feel or show honor or esteem for; hold in high regard b) to consider or treat with deference or dutiful regard 2. to show consideration for; avoid intruding upon or interfering with [to respect other privacy] 3. to conceren; relate to-n.

Hate Breed: Before Dishonor#6

You see its not the blood you spill that gets you what you want, it's the blood you share, your family, your freindships, your community these are the most valuable things a man can share.

Frank

2005-03-06T14:49:00.000-05:00

I wanted to use the same title as the last post just to screw with yall but I suck.

Chuck the huge fuck is home from vermont. He has an interveiw tomarrow at Lucas. I'll let you all know how it goes.

It sounds like i have earned the title of boyscout on some of my cohorts blogs; whether to wear the title with honor or not I'm still undecided. I'll get back to you.

Katrina says hi to every one back home. She misses all of us and wishes she could see us. She confided in me the other night on the phone and for some reason I'm not going to spill my guts. Maybe because I feel bad for her or because I'm still not sure where she fits in to my life. I dunno.

Hey KAR we (Crysal & I) would like to come see you Friday. If you can get directions for us that would be great. She was also wondering where we are going top sleep? will your hippy roomate be ok with us sleeping on the floor?

The depressing rumor that I mentioned in the past blog was true so I'm going to try keep it small. Big Mike killed himself a little before christmas, according to his friend at the dump I talked to he was found alone in a park a day or so after. It was unclear how he commited suicide. We assume he eitheir over dosed on something or that he hung himself. Either way it hadn't really hit me until now as I type. I'm going, before I start to cry, if I findout anything else I'll keep everyone posted.

Just Checkin in

2005-02-21T20:57:00.000-05:00

Not to much going on here. Crystal is up stairs asleep and most of the rest of my family is upstairs watching tv. To be more specific they are watching the dumbest show ever; I will resist the tempation to yell about this stupuidity; if you have been reading this blog than you know what show I speak of. Lets just say that the God loving freak of a father is freaking out because he found out that his son the cop has a gun under his roof. DONE. Rick beaverski has been here most of the weekend; much to Nate's dismay. Poor Nate he won't even come around to talk to my sister when Beaverski is here. That of coarse sucks because generally when my sister is here so is Beaverski. I have a very jucy unsubstanchated rumor for the men (And former men) of the McLays crew; but untill I get verifactaion I will remain silent. Sorry Guys but this one is depressing.

Hey Chuck did you here that Hill got fired, aparentily he is now pissed. In light of Hill's release Josh got a raise and a weeks vacation. Sucks. So what time am I coming to get you Friday? Both Josh And Jermey asked today if you have an inturnship yet; I told them you are probally still slacking. So are you living up the last couple of days of class, Gettin Drunk, Eating (and sucking) meat, and fucking hoes? well at least having a good time with Christine. (I suck at spelling.)

Jimmy's truck continues to act up; that what you get when you payt 5,000 for a truck with a new enging and 120,000 miles on it otherwise. Other wise not much else to say. I enjoyed the sno I just wish it would come and go quicker. Dump all it has and then leave, but hey it did manage to cancel all my classes today. This was good becasue I was suppose to have a saftey midterm.

Warm and fuzzy inside

2005-02-16T20:11:00.000-05:00

So anyone who has been checking this blog since its conception knows that it was a project for english class. So I just went and spent more than an hour checking out our class blog http://zen-mama.blogspot.com/ and I was depressed to find that I'm the only one to have kept the blog. One girl updated mid Jan. but the rest have done nothing. As I read through everyone last posts I felt connected to these kids, I can't put my finger on why but I did. It was so nice to read someone's elses veiw of an experence you have shared. It makes me sad to see no one has kept up. I had the illushion that I would check and find half, or maybe a third of the class had kept their blogs going.

On a more interesting note
some of this cites readers will find this poem, well...
they can make their own minds up even if it wasn't written with them in mind.
http://cruella8908.blogspot.com/

2005-02-16T18:42:00.000-05:00

Chuck I will come get you on the 25th sometime in the afternoon, the weather may interfere. If we get snow may have to stay in keene and SSSSsssshhhhhooooovvvvvveeeeeeeeeelllllll! Chuck did you get a blog, the other day the comment you left had your name on it. So I think I just bombed the ass out of my management exzam. No big deal it only 40% of my final grade. Ugh. Crystal is fast asleep upstairs, she said something about looking up the gang tonight. So Nate is the smartest kid ever. He pulls into the store today and parks. He didn't quite make the parking spot so he backed up without looking and proceeded up Joe Moooodys hood. haha. Aparentily Joe's car is wrecked and Nate's truck is no worse for wear. Nate is trying to convince Joe that he was stationary and that Joe drove under him. Knowing Joe he may just convince him. Just one more reason to buy a car; so trucks can drive over you. I just decided to start shopping for a new bed, and suddenily realized that I know next to nothing about buying beds, or boxsprings, or a mattress or firmness. Well not so much the last one, hehe. Had lunch with Val the other day, what else is their to say. The dogs continue to drive me crazy but hey that's how it goes; the little one is now up to 20lbs, she is growing before my eyes. if I ever become technologically advanced I may put up pictures so ya'll can see. c u in a couple days Kar. is RICK Beverski going to be here this weekend?

Anti-America

2005-02-14T21:30:00.000-05:00

I hate the religious right. They are just stupid. I know, we should invent a "following" that condemns any form of fun and pleasure. We could say that it is okay to have sex but you must be married. All kinds of abortions are bad. That if you don't believe in our supreme being that you are going to hell and that if you ever question his existence you should be bound to hell. We could not tell our children about safe sex and then chastise them when they find out they will be having a child. We could get enraged with science for proving that evolution exists, instead of just excepting that when "god" created the world he incorporated evolution in to it. We could condemn any public display of affection beyond a simple peck on the cheek or lips.

Now that we have a loose set of rules, that we can't question because we may be eternally damned, we should instead except them as scriptue and constantly look for people to recruit to keep this bogus faith alive.

I ask myself how long will the born again Christian faith live on, and I sadly say a long time because these people are so blind to their faith (I know blind faith is an oxy moron by definition) that they will never become extinct. They are the most stubborn people I have ever met.
I wanted to blab more about corporations, conglomerates and how America the great will implode due to a handful of self-serving people but time beacons

Did I mention that seventh heaven is the dumbest show ever?

Not 2 Much 2 Say

2005-02-13T19:12:00.000-05:00

Life has ben pretty interesting, yet dull as well in this crack of the world. I was pissed that our 17-30" of snow turned out to be about 3" of slushy snow. O well. Sister was home for the weekend but she went back to school yesterday. I called chuck the baker to see if he found his keys and is able to lock his door. He realized 75 mi after we left Keene on his way back to his dorm that he set his keys down and didn't remember where. nate and i Went to dunkin donuts last night and then drove aroud. crystal has been having a rough coulple of days but i keep telling her it will get better. I'm trying to talk her into going part time at walmart, instead of full time. School goes well however i've stopped doing homework for my White Collar Crime class.

She'll B Pissed

2005-02-06T20:34:00.000-05:00

There's more to say but I will settle for this:

I try to caress You
my hand is an insect.

I hold You
You say no

Kisses and squeezes may as well go unnoticed

I set your hand on me
you pull away sternly

I will never say, I feel I disgust You

These walls bring tears that I won’t allow myself to see.

To get any sign of emotion,
I must pry till the feeling of rape.

Silently lying next to you, "what can I do?"

I try to tell you and I stutter so badly because I try to sugar coat it.You wonder why I internalize your actions; I respond by asking, "What would you do differently?"

UpDate

2005-02-04T21:55:00.000-05:00

I feel oblagated to tell those of you who left worried messages (I assume; I Havent checked yet) that I'm doing better. Though no one gets to know what it was for a while. I will eventually spill my guts. That will be either a very good thing or a very emotional thing. Going to get Chuck Sat. and tonight I bought and partially filled my first photo album. I also contracted will a local store to be their mover.

(None)

2005-02-02T21:22:00.000-05:00

Wow this semester really sucks. All my clases are emionally draing and focus on the shit world. You know all the huge problems that we as single unwealthy people can't dream of fixing because it might make the incredibly elete loose more than a couple bucks.

You ever do something so out of character it shocks even yourself? Well today I did; I would love to devulge what it was but I'm not sure I'm even confortable with it yet. I was, and still am to a degree, the person who walked around with his chest out, sure of who he was and knowing that he wouldn't do anything he would think twice about. ((I'm Very choosy about my words in that last sentance; so for everyones sake only read them as they are on the page not any deeper.)) But after today, this morning specificly, my chest deflated, and now there is a hollow spot that I'm not sure if I should try to fill / fix or open wider. My irresponcibilty has shaken me to the core, and I'm Not sure I was as ready as I thought / hoped I would be. Thought this blog is depressing I'm sure I will cheer up in the next couople days.

Stay Tuned.

Torn

2005-01-25T22:22:00.000-05:00

Well when I first started thuis entry I was going to write about how far behind I've already fallen in school and how dumb my life in genral is.

But then Crystal came down stairs and started reading ramdom entryies (spell much?) and it made me feel better because she liked what she read and I had never even intended them for her eyes.

That last part probally sounded like a waste of time to read. but the honest truth is when ever I write somthing I intend it for a specific audaince or more often a specific person. I also know what to write to get that person to react the way I want. This may sound inflated but it's one of the few things I'm really good at. Reading people. Not so much manipulation but it's a means to the same end. Getting what I want. I used to be far better at it in high school; I could try to analyize why, but I'm not even sure I want to open that can of emotional and psychological worms.

However for some reason I can't do it nearly as well as I would like to with crystal. When we first started dating I thought I could but as time diminishes I realize I can't.

see there I go again.

Anyways...

Almost destroyed my new truck by rolling off the side of Crystals driveway yesterday. Luckily gravity didn't have it's way with me or my truck and her father was able to pull me out with his truck and a lot of effort.

I'm going to try to go up and see chuckie v this weekend. If the snow and the homework cooperate.

I was able to add /drop all the classes that I wanted to this semester. So I now have 7 classes. yes, count them on both hands, seven. Why you ask??? Assisted sucide; maybe? Sato masicusum; perhaps; beats the hell out of me. (Take that as literally as you like given my last statement)

I'm still about four chapters back from where I would be comfortable in my homework.

and how about that snow huh. Money falling from the sky. more is on its way tonight. (-------)

Hey Kar
didn't know that I couldn't talk in front of crystal. I'm still curious. e-mail me, I won't share with mom.

How are your classes going?
you give me hell about my blog; did you forget about yours?
How is Rick Beaverski?
Did they figure out you broke his heart yet or what?

How To Explain?....

2005-01-17T22:33:00.000-05:00

How to explain such a long absence. Well I could say that I was only intending to keep this blog while I was in school. And in leaving town for the winter break like most keene state kids I Lost touch with the keene state world.

But who would I be kidding; Never have I really been part of the keene state world nor would anybody who reads this blog beleve for a Second that I left town for an extended period of time without telling my fellow bloggers.

so here is a quick summation of my Winter break

Shoveled some diriveways and made a couple bucks in the process

finished my "books" for my bussiness so I can Pay the goverment too much in taxes.

Hung out with my sister and her new boytoy some.

Hung out with crystal alot. Yeah, it's strange, we are still together, and I have no desire to throw her out the window. (It's an inside joke, if you know me; and my past relationships; you'll understand. & No I don't actually throw my x girlfreinds out the window.)

Unfortuanally didn't hang out with my freinds as much as I would have liked to. although the few times we did chill were great. Still hang out with nate pretty regularly (I suck at spelling and life)

Went up and saw chuck christmas night, it was different than I expected. Although with chuck I never know what to expect.

Bought a truck from another previosily unmentioned friend. it was cheap but needed some work and cost me an assload to inshure for as the inshuance company put it "Artisian" use. (it was something like that, right now I am too lazy to go up stairs and pull the policy to see if I spelled it right.)

We got another dog. Well puppy if you want to be right about it. it's cute of corse but it does find ways to annoy me and turdely.

I also packed up all the legos that were in my basement. this is the only goal of the three I had in mind that I accomplished over break.

For those of you who care Jimmy got a new to him truck with 120,000 miles on the truck, but only 20,000 on the new engine. this thing sits so high; its a dodge ram 1500 with either a 6 or 8 inch lift. it is big.

Murry went to court and lost his licence for a year. he also has to have conceling and has a large fine to pay.

A Quickie

2004-12-23T15:13:00.000-05:00

I know how everyone loves the occashional Quickie so here we go nice and qiuck:

My sister is home from school and got her grades yesterday; all A's and B's. A 3.52 gpa

Crystal and I are doing great today is 1 Month. Last night we had a long Q&A Session and it was awsome. She didn't end up leaving the house untill about 2:30A.

I'm worryied that crystal is cutting into my other friend time; Sucks. I tryed to bring it up to Nate but he just kinda laughed it off. He's not used to me talking, specifically about my feelings.

Again, thank you Crystal for making me realize that I have feelings. Ugh.

going up to see Chuckie V Saturday Night, Mullett will join. As Nate put it there is a one in three chance he will go to PA to see his family.

Ran into Dent Boy (J. P.) at Video HQ last night. Apparentily he lives there for at least the last four nights.

Was going to buy a second truck but had my mechanic check it out first. It needed an everything. The best thirty dollars I ever spent; saved me $4000.

My drunk driving licence looseing friend said he would sell me his truck instead; for $500.

Oh yeah The reason I decied to post my grades came back. An A and an AB. A 3.6 Horray!
Now my Cumulative Grade Point Average is 3.372. Its a start.
My father finally got Crystal's father to agree that he would accompany Crystal to christmas dinner at our house, instead of sitting at home by himself.

Chuck

2004-12-19T18:07:00.000-05:00

What is this I hear about some chick playing pin ball on the interstate?

I'm Wound..

2004-12-19T17:50:00.000-05:00

I don't know why but right now I have so much energy. I will try to keep this post small and keep it from sounding like a sixth grade note. Last night after many a scheduling conflict I went over to Jess's and exchanged gifts with the girl freinds. It was a good time and I got all sorts of good gifts. The only thing that seemed out of place was the lipstick I got from Jess. (?) Crystal is here right now but I decided that it would be a good time to play blog... so yeah here I am. If all goes well I'm Going to see Chuck Saturday night. I will hopefully bring a few freinds in tote. I went out for dinner last night and it was delishious. (spelled wrong.) Didn't mean to be a dick Nate, but seriousily you have a job, what do you do with all your money????? (Don't give me that bills shit; It must go up in smoke) Always looking forward to something and soon the holidays will be over. Off to do the New Englander rendition of the rain dance; the snow dance.

Take A Deep Breath...

2004-12-15T10:53:00.000-05:00

Hold it for as long as possible and then exhale. You feel that burning in your lungs, that is the feel of me hating technolgy and of finals being finished. Not much goes on here, anymore. The last push for my final portoflio in english I thought would kill me but unfortuannily it didn't. The fact that I was still alive let me get up yesterday to find that my beloved coumpter lost a twenty five page spredsheet from work. I was so excited that I sat in front of this stupid machine for six hours yesterday fixing and up dating the back up I had. (A little note don't drop a "floppy" disk. If you have to break your neck so that it doesn't hit the floor, Do it. It will save you alot of agravation.) A side from that life couldn't be going much better. That is just what those vermont pesimists wanted to hear wasn't it Chuck? Oh Yes Everyone I'm welcoming chuck the fuck to this site. It only took him forever to finally get his thumb out of his ass and type the adress in. As far as Crystal and I go you don't want me to open those flood gates because you will have a lot of weird things come out of me that I nor You are used to me having. (Emotions; Scary.?! Weird.........) Later tonight we will be going over to miss Jessica's Apt. and having a birthday gathering. I'm Happy My freind from Kentucky is coming home for the weekend. I'm gonna get to see her for the first time in a while. Cool. She said she cut her hair to about 2" and then spiked it. She said she also put on about 10Lbs. I just can't picture it. I'll just have to wait and see.

Chuck The "Huge" Fuck

2004-12-15T10:23:00.000-05:00

Chuck The Fuck You found it. How is life in Verrrrmont. Ha.

My sister comes home thursday; she has her new whipped boytoy bringing her home. I'm Trying to con nate in to coming up and seeing you with me around christ mas . he was wining saying that he may go to PA, Big surprise huh. how did hanging out with that woman go. You know the one that isn't sara moore, speaking of sara moore you hanging out yet? finals are finally complete so now Ican focus on work and how much i hate technology

Magic

2004-12-07T19:52:00.000-05:00

Does your mind wander when you read? Mine tends to, I'll pass a phrase and it will remind me of something. Although my eyes stay on the page and I keep reading the words my mind wanders. After reading the last chapter in Writing With Power I have statred to wonder if the reasoin my mind wanders is because the witers mind has wandered or is not fully focused. My mind wandered very in frequentily in the last couple chapters. Perhaps this was because I understood what he was saying or maybe I unconciously became interested, I don't know. Eariler in the book their were a couple of chapters that my mind could not stay focused on. My mind would wander off, then when I try to fugure out what was being said and I would have to back a couple pages and start over. After a while this became frustating and I stopped reading before the chapter was over. I do not intend to go back and finish reading these chapers, even if I did remember which ones they were. Maybe the reason I could not focus was the tone or perhaps the writer did not win me over. Who knows; his guy suggested so many possible reasons through out this book that I don't remember them all.

Favorites

2004-12-07T11:57:00.000-05:00

So I don't remember what exzactily the assignment was. O Hell I don't remember the assignment at all, so I decided to put a couple of favorites from each month up. I remember that we were suppose to go through our blog and post about something...

September '04

http://turdely.blogspot.com/2004/09/how-i-write.html
This was a cool assignment, but I didn't spend as much time as I would have liked to on it.
we had to describe how we go about the writing process.

http://turdely.blogspot.com/2004/09/class-exercize.html
I thought this said a lot about me, but now I'm not really sure. Maybe I just don't want to be introspective right now.

October '04

http://turdely.blogspot.com/2004/10/conclusion-is.html
I liked this because it talks about all the shit that went down that weekend. Two words have been used to describe this post by class mates; Blunt, and Concise.

http://turdely.blogspot.com/2004/10/this-weekend.html
Or
http://turdely.blogspot.com/2004/10/none.html
Its a toss up really, I cant make my mind up.
The first one I just liked; it was fun to write; although it didn't happen then.
I posted the second one because I liked the third part of it. I felt, and still feel, that it says something about a part of me; What, I don't know.

November '04

http://turdely.blogspot.com/2004/11/free-blog.html
My class mates liked this, so I look back and decide it dosn't suck as bad as I orginally thought it did. It origannly wasn't intended to win awards but hey, what the hell.

http://turdely.blogspot.com/2004/11/guts.html
A more recent version of a essay I did junior year in high school. Most of the people mentioned in the first version have showed up in the second. This is Me. And I still think this is one of the best assignments one could ever recieve as a student.

In December with the end of the semester fast approaching my friends have more / less taken over the focus of my blog. It has been a great semester and I plan on continuing to check on some of my classmates blogs so they better keep blogging! When I first started this thing I thought that it would be really dumb. But as time has gone on, it has allowed me a way to comunicate with other kids on campus without being confined to snap judgements and stero types. In the three years I have been here I would have never thought that could happen.

Comment on This!!!

2004-12-07T10:18:00.000-05:00

Here
Figure this one out –

Could god create a rock so heavy he himself cold not lift it?

He created everythingIn creating everything he had to move it at some point.

So?

Could god create a rock so heavy he himself cold not lift it?

Yletal -

2004-12-05T01:34:00.000-05:00

Not much going on here. I wanted to post eariler but I ended up falling asleep; the was lucky enough to get woken up by my dear freind NE to go see his brother play with his(?) band at the college. Bastard. why do people wake up people that are asleep. bad plan; it just tends to put them in a cranky mood; as we have often learned from Nicole. It's at this time I will apoligize to anyone who Crystal and I may have kept up or woken up last night. Now just to get things straight for those of you that read this and wonder why we would have been keeping people up. We we not sexing, we just ended up havingone of those long heart to hearts untill about four thirty in the morning. Needless to say last night I spent at Jess and Nicoles. I fugured when I went to bed last night that I would get home at a reasonible hour and still get some home work done. Bbut when I woke up the atmospere was so chill that I decided that I would stay late. I got home right around five, went out and ate with my parents and then came home dove two pages deep into our english text and fell a sleep like like a freshily cut 97 year old red oak log. It didn't last long thought because of the previously mentioned "concert". It wasn't bad but CE's singer sucked; you couldn't understand her. I liked the last band to play called Bacon Head. I guess they are local guys from campus. they were pretty good. Well got to go i have to work on my eng portfolio. God I'm not even sure I spelt that right.

KATRINA, MULLETT, & CHUCK if you guys show up and read this let me know. I like to know who has been here. I don't care if you don't write a book back, just say hey so & so was here.

Here

2004-12-02T19:42:00.000-05:00

Hey KR how goes it? Dad took the car in to day and they tightened some bolts and the leak "went away". We’ll see how long that lasts. Tonight I’m going bowling with moody Chris and Nate. Our league starts tonight; hooray. I thought it didn’t start until next week. Any way I have been hanging out with crystal a lot. It’s so cool but I’ll spare you the paragraphs of explanation. The only thing though is that I no longer seem to hang out with the girls; which sucks. Crystal and me took Turdely on a walk across Surry damn last night around midnight. It was incredible out, a bit cold though. I have to take some time from work next week because I just found out my final is due Thursday of next week. Now I find myself praying for no snow. I wish I could make up my mind. Katrina called the other night, I’m going to try to get down to Kentucky and see her over break. Of coarse that is if weather permits or I can find a trustable person to shovel for me. We will see. I’m still waiting on my bike parts from Andy’s. You should post something soon, I checked the other day but the newest entry was a couple weeks old. Working all day tomorrow but will be home most of the weekend. I sent an e-mail to Becky today. We will see if I got the right address, as far as I know she is still in England. Did you send out the money for your speeding ticket?
C U Around
Ben

Hey KR how goes it? Dad took the car in to day and they tightened some bolts and the leak "went away". We’ll see how long that lasts. Tonight I’m going bowling with moody Chris and Nate. Our league starts tonight; hooray. I thought it didn’t start until next week. Any way I have been hanging out with crystal a lot. It’s so cool but I’ll spare you the paragraphs of explanation. The only thing though is that I no longer seem to hang out with the girls; which sucks. Crystal and me took Turdely on a walk across Surry damn last night around midnight. It was incredible out, a bit cold though. I have to take some time from work next week because I just found out my final is due Thursday of next week. Now I find myself praying for no snow. I wish I could make up my mind. Katrina called the other night, I’m going to try to get down to Kentucky and see her over break. Of coarse that is if weather permits or I can find a trustable person to shovel for me. We will see. I’m still waiting on my bike parts from Andy’s. You should post something soon, I checked the other day but the newest entry was a couple weeks old. Working all day tomorrow but will be home most of the weekend. I sent an e-mail to Becky today. We will see if I got the right address, as far as I know she is still in England. Did you send out the money for your speeding ticket?
C U Around
Ben

A Free Blog.

2004-11-25T17:27:00.000-05:00

Well, when I first started doing this blog thing I thought I would die when the class was over. But as time goes on and I learn that other friends of mine have blogs I find it will be harder and harder to kill this. Every thing here goes well. it Thanksgiving and that means this whole damn town has shut down. It feels like a holiday but it’s not the normal holiday feeling. I don’t know why exactly but I have a few hypotheses none of them much good. The most likely is the fact that all the neighborhood "kidz" are gone. Mullet and Chuck are at school; Nate is gone to see the cousins in Epping. My sister is here but she is busy or I am. Mostly me. Normally I can depend on Nate to break up this craptactular feeling with a phone call or a surprise appearance. Well as I type this I insist that I will keep some entries strictly class related, not include any details about my life but with out those I would have nothing to talk about. so I guess I will just let the gates open and only make one entry instead of two.

So much has happened to me and inside me since my last entry that there is no way I have time to go through and analyze every little change I would be for a good six hours and I don’t believe that would cover everything. Of coarse I could sum it up in lamens terms but simplicity sucks so anyhow.

Jess – well I went to your blog to see if you made any entry that would clue me in on how you feel about Crystal and I. No luck! Her maybe this will help you open up.

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I watered it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew it was mine

And into my garden stole,
When the night had veild the pole.
In the morning glad to see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

(William Blake, 1794)

Don’t stew (salmagundi) over it much. I don’t hate anyone but the best way to deal with the situation and feelings at hand would be to let them all hang out like a ninety year old lady.
As for Crystal I don’t know what to say. There is much to say but I don’t know where to start, so I won’t, just yet. I do like her and although I stumbled over my words, we are dating; Somehow. Never have I learned so much in such a short time about life and myself, as I have hanging out with You, Val, Erica, Nicole, and Crystal in the past month or two.

Keep On Keeping On

2004-11-20T14:47:00.000-05:00

My last post I tried to create a new sub division in my blog and ended up creating a whole new blog. I cut and pasted it to my original it’s titled "Guts" I hope you all like it. (If you want to "know" me then read it.) That button that says create a new blog is not kidding. I thought it would write like a new chapter in mine but it didn’t. I guess I still have some learning to do.

KAR - Well last night I went out bowling with JM and CE. Yes that’s right, Joe Ben and Chris all bowling together again. All the lanes were full of little kids so we had to bowl with Krista (freak arm swing) and her incredibly beautiful but whorish friend Brittany. Needless to say Joe left with Brittany but he only wanted to get to know her better. Pretty much she shut him down before they even got back to his house. Poor Joe; she was only eighteen though (surprise surprise). The rest of the night was fairly uneventful; had a couple of shots of tequila with the boys and then came home. Joe has decided that the four of us (Nate included) should join a bowling league again. Ha! Right! Nate called into work sick yesterday; he had been sick most of the night and didn’t feel like working. He took a nap and then we dropped the truck in troy and pulled the rims off. Afterward we got home and took Turdely around goose pond; she loved it. That’s pretty much the summary of the last couple of days. I have been working some, we just did a 450 ft water line in Marlboro that I will have to finish up next week. All should go well, it has been pretty straightforward so far. UPS showed up yesterday and made me sign for an envelope; needless to say dad and me flubbed up the liquidation of that stock that went missing and I ended up with more money than I expected. O-well now I have to future out how to avoid paying taxes on it. I’m going to hang out with Jess L tonight; she went to the doctor yesterday and found out she has some weird disease and may need to have surgery. We may go see Jess S tomorrow. The doctor said she might actually be able to make it home for the holiday.

C U Ya soon looking forward to Thanksgiving

Guts

2004-11-18T11:23:00.000-05:00

MY GUTS More and more lately I have begun to appreciate what is around me. Not just my town (or as some call it city,) but the beauty of New England. I find a deep satisfaction just riding my bike through the woods by a pond whose trails I’m familiar with. I appreciate the leaves falling from their trees and floating through the air like beautifully colored butterflies. The more I fall in love with New England the harder it is to put my finger on what it is I’m actually falling in love with. I love the trees and being able to see the potential in a piece of land; this love is partially due to working outside as much as I have been lately. In starting my own business I have learned that nothing is impossible. I started out as a young kid with a piece of crap truck and no way to fix it. I needed money and once I got it running I was determined that I would make my money back with it. I started helping a couple neighbors take stuff to the dump and do things around the yard that needed a truck to complete, and now here I am five years later without a "job" and doing just fine. I More / less buy my own food pay for my own car insurance pay the few bills that I have come in each month and still have some money left over. My customer list just past fifty people, though not all active it gets me by. The word business still roles off my tongue in a foreign way. When I say I own my own business I’m still afraid that people will see through me and my inflated success, and still see that high school kid driving high truck around for pennies a day. One way I could solve this would be to move out of my parent’s house and make myself support myself. I compare it to the mother bird finally deciding that her kid should fly so she kicks him out of the nest to see if he can. I’m not getting kicked out of the house but I should try to fly before my self-doubt clips my wings. Now I started writing this with the intention of writing about the people who mean the most to me, but as often happens work got in the way. (Weird, for the first time in a long time I’m sitting down writing for pleasure. It feels good to not care about audience.) Lately, as my social life has recovered from near death, I find myself looking around at my friends and wondering how I made it this far without them. in high school I was one of those kids that floated around from group to group. Not one of those annoying gossipy types, just someone whom knew a large variety of people. Now being in college I talk to very few classmates and their for my life lacks the variety I was so accustomed to in high school. This is good and bad. Bad in the fact that I actually "know" less people and allow my mind to run on snap judgments and stereotypes. But good in the fact that as my group of friends has become less, my group of close friends has grown both wider and deeper. I have my crew of neighborhood kids that I will do most anything for. We have even taken to calling ourselves the neighborhood old guys, after some of the old timers we see waking through the neighborhood. Sometimes, at night, the four of us that are left (The core of the group) will gather in the street and just talk about life. Nothing big, so and so said this or someone did that, we may talk about other friends or the small market around the corner where at one point or another we all worked; most of us together. We keep tabs on each other’s families and pets; as well as what is going on in the neighborhood.

The ladies. I don’t know what I can say about these women other than some how I fit in to their lives and they into mine. I only met them six months ago if I’m lucky. We met through a common friend that I have had since grade seven. She has always been there for me. Over time she has introduced me to many people, but introducing me to Val and Erica turned out to be people that stuck. I can hang out with the three of them and totally be myself and they love it. Also Nicole often hangs out with us. I used to work with Nicole and now her and Jess work together. Jess and Nicole recently just got a place together and often I eat dinner with all four of them. When I’m eating with these for girls we don’t see each other as girls and boys or overweight and skinny or as gay and straight we see each other as people. And that provides me with a felling I can get no where else. Like a surrogate family almost.

Then I also hang with a few kids from town that got jobs directly out of high school. Most of these guys mean well even though they have all had there underhand dealings at one time or another. Some have had multiple slip ups with the law but have bounced back. Most of these guys you can find in an empty parking lot after dark spitting and shooting the shit before they go home and go to bed. These guys remind me most of the people that songs are written about. Some are inadvertently the outlaws while others are the kids who always get caught in the wrong place at the wrong time and are too loyal to sell their friends down the river. All of them are hard workers. These are the guys that make the world go round, they are the mechanics that fix your cars when they don't start or after you have crashed, they are the guys that pump your gas to support their kids. They are the guys that mow your yard and pave your driveway, and most importantly, they are the guys that cook and deliver the food right to door while it is still hot. These guys are looked down upon by society but without them we wouldn’t have a functional society. We only complain when our food is cold or they over pump the twenty bucks we have allotted for gas money. One thing I have learned over time with these guys, a simple thank you and a handshake goes further than you can imagine.

And of coarse my family; without them I would be nothing. I say the least about them but they mean the most. Although new challenges are thrown at us daily we work together (no matter how far apart we are) to over come them. And to my sister, even though you’re not near now you’ll always be close to my heart.
As I sit here typing this, I slowly realize why I have started to fall in love with New England. It’s because I have; and have started, to put down roots here. With each day I find my bonds growing tighter with the community and the surroundings as I get to know more of their idiosyncrasies. And as much as it troubles me to be stuck in this town, the shoe is starting to fit, and it is surprisingly comfortable. I find my urge to travel and conquer new lands slowly dimming to an incondessant glow.

Lay Summary

2004-11-16T20:27:00.000-05:00

My paper concerns the pros and cons on NHSI (New Hampshire Saftey Inspection). I argue that we, as a state, should no longer require it. Mostily, I use common knowlage and real life examples, to make my points. Also I have thrown in some statistics and cited information. The maint points are cost (both in time and money), The unessary hassle and new saftey technology that make state insepction unessary.

Same old Same old

2004-11-14T16:20:00.000-05:00

Hey KAR

Not to much going on here chuck is home for the weekend. Nate and I went over to Sahnnon's last night and ate cheesey bread with Chuck and Hill. Hill, Josh, And Whitey, now live on the bottom floor of Shannon's so we hugn out their. Shannon, her boyfriend Johnson, and Jermy Miller joined us. Nate actually juct chilled out and didn't make an ass out of himself by trying to be the center of attn. Worked on my truck for most of the day today; I'm staying in tonight to work on homework. Went over to Jesses and ate dinner with Her, Val, & Erica; It was pretty chill. Should be done with the truck Monday, I go pay for my storage compartment tomarrow. Bussness goes well People are calling pretty steadily; I Yes I actually told 2 People just the other day that I couldn't help them. Mom Has convinced dad to get another puppy (Turdely 2). We get her in Janaury. Jess Sweeney asked how you were. I went up the hospital last night and saw her. I told her you were well. I think that is it for now. c u later

So much 2 say

2004-11-13T18:04:00.000-05:00

I don't know where to start. Well last week I found out that one of my friends from high school
has leukemia. She didn't have any idea!; She went to the doctor thinking she had a cold, he sent her home with a perscription, she still felt crappy two days later so her family convinced her to go back to the doctors office. She went and the doctor did some tests and found she had leukemia and if she had waited but more than another couple hours she wouldn't have even made it back to the doctors office. So a majority of my night last night was spent in hanover at her bed side with her husband and some close friends. She may live, but the doctors can't be sure. Her immune system is basically gone, so if she even catches a cold she will die. I would hate to see her go. She had alot more strenght than I thought she would when I hugged her. I tell very few people that I love them; but before I left I hugged her and told her I loved her. It's odd, I don't doubt this new found love for a glimmer of a second.

M. I. A.

2004-11-09T10:26:00.000-05:00

Well went to class and found out their was none so I fugured I should at least do something class related. Well what did you all think of the first Snow? it was kinda pathetic but more is to come; much more. I was planning to do this when I got home from work tonight but hey I got the time now and what the hell. So I "missed" class last Thurs, it was canceled this Tues, and we don't have it Thurs due to Vetrans Day; Good Deal.

Kar - Not much going on here. Same old same old. 2day is my last day of work untill the real snow falls or cleary decides to give me the other truck. I sold the red bike to Watson at the store. Nate was complaining because Lenny is Gone!!! That's right he quit and he now works at PC Connection. Mom is trying to convince your dearest dad to get another puppy so that ruby has a play mate. Really mom won't admit to it but she is getting tired of playing with ruby. My truck will go into storage pretty soon if I can find a compartment; I knew I shouldn't have waited till the last minute
C U At Thanksgiving

Absent

2004-11-04T21:08:00.000-05:00

Although I wasn't in class today (Due to work) I do have a different rendention of my paper ready to go. Here is the beginning and the conclusion.

Conclusion

Anyone who knows a mechanic personally has at some point heard the term preventive maintenance roll off their tongue. Now I’m not going to deny that state inspection is a good way to catch minor problems before they become serious, but their has to be a better, more cost efficient way, in terms of time and money to do this. The solution could be as simple as us all slowing down a little and listening to our car when it makes that odd noise; instead of turning up the radio and hoping it goes away.

Opening

New Hampshire shouldn’t have state inspection for a number of reasons. In the following argument we will take a closer look at some of the more common problems, as well as suggest causes and solutions to these problems. We will also make common observations that the majority of people overlook or underestimate. Though we do not conclude upon a way to successfully rid New Hampshire of safety inspections, we have provided a stepping stone in which someone later in time, with further research and studies, will.

Hey Kait..

2004-11-04T01:35:00.000-05:00

This weekend was a good time, I went and hung out at a Halloween party with my friends. first real party i have been to as a college kid. it's rather late at night so im abandoning all hopes of good spelling and grammar. So you'll never guess what happened to me on the way to class yesterday. I was sitting in traffic and some guy ran right into the back of my truck. my beloved bumper stopped him dead and didn't allow him to hurt my truck; his surburban however will need to be fixed. he hit me from behing while i waited for traffic to move. their is no way this could be my fault. so i got a letter from jess in the mail today; i dreaded opening it because i knew what it was going to say. to sum it up quickily she inists she is in love with me. I don't know how to deal with that; she cool and all but not on that level. so how's life in maine? not much going on here. i watched nate give birth to a dog tonite (Turdely); they were wrestling. I hurt my back some how, it's not major but i'm pretty sore. due to this i have someone helping me with work untill i can lift again. go fugure, we knew it would happen soon enough. i'm not going to be able to do this every day but i will make an effort to do it more often

untill later see ya; I'll tell mom and nate you say high.

Dumb

2004-11-02T11:14:00.000-05:00

Journals only (3 out of 6)

Title Journal of comparative psychology / bottle nosed dolphins / p.160

How does it get your attention? Stared with broad concept then narrowed it down

Info provided / assumed? Provides background to study / also how conducted.

How Does it prove point? Cited out the ass

Conclusion Many examples that relate to study or study relates to.

Title Human organization / forest in a tzeltal maya community / p. 189

How does it get your attention? Starts describing surroundings/ narrow to people.

Info provided / assumed Description / assumed interest in people or culture

Prove point Charts and some citations

Conclusion Restates importance of study.

Title Journal of environmental economics and management / entice endogenous technological change / p. 742

How does it get your attention? Right to the point / possible outcomes and biases

Info provided / assumed different answers; counter arguments

Prove point Talks very knowledgeable / math equations & graphs

Conclusion ???? didn’t have time!

The Movie: SAW

2004-10-29T23:34:00.000-04:00

I like movies but this one is... I don't Know. I could compare it to Seven and the reaction that it generated, but that wouldn't be enough. If everyone reacts like me and my friends then prepare to be shocked. It starts skepticaly but it will suck you in; no it WILL suck you in. Their were these two high school kids on dates with their girlfriends sitting behind us, they were shooting their mouth off and making fun of the movie. I wanted to say something to them because they were starting to piss me off, but about halfway through the movie I realized they had shut up. I can't imagine why?

Conclusion Is...

2004-10-24T13:44:00.000-04:00

Pumpkin Fest-

Fri Night
- My friend calls and says I should ride up to Vermont to pick him up with his totally chill friend. She was hot and cool at the same time. (That's a first)

Saturday
- Chilled out and finished my potato gun.

Sat Night
- Went to pick my friend up and totaled my parents SUV. Flipped a second Chevy blazer on to its roof and it slid into a third car. Closed west St. for a little more than an hour.

Come home after the accident and find out that one of my friends stepfathers molested his little sister.

Then I find out one of my closest friends has been bulimic for three years, & I never knew. All I can do is feel it's my fault because I picked on her as a little kid for being fat. I picture her making herself sick and thinking of me when she does.

Sun
- My friend has decided that he is going to drop out of culinary school and blow the $30,000 he paid for the first year. He says it sucks in Vermont?

Technology Sucks

2004-10-21T09:50:00.000-04:00

Well work has slowed down and even though I have a long way to go with this Reaserch paper we had due today, I have the first draft done and that's more that half the battle. I wanted to post this great poem I read last semester in eng. class but I have no clue where or how to find it. It was about a pretty popular subject around here, Pitching; you know like pitching in baseball, against the yankees perhaps, oh wait, no they are still in New York where we showed them how to play ball.

Finally!!!!!! Eat a big bowl of dick NY.

I was also thinking of commenting about the pumpkin fest. I think I will refrain though, I'm still undecided as to how I feel about Keene being invaded by a zillion people. Of coarse their are +/-'s.

Not My Opinion

2004-10-12T23:13:00.000-04:00

Clear Cutting
Clear Cutting is the process of going in to a wooded area and cutting everything down. This often receives criticism due to the fact that it is considerably unsightly and that it "ruins" the ecosystem. Since I can remember, the popular media taught the viewer when they see a clear cut site the should be disgusted and go to extreme lengths to prevent clear cuts, (chain themselves to trees, sit in front of moving heavy equipment and so on). Yes I will acknowledge the fact that most if not all the native critters are displaced. You must realize this is only temporary. If clear cutting is not done in epic proportions the animals will hide in the remaining woods and as the newly planted trees grow, life will slowly return to normal. The key is not to cut everything at once, cut enough so that when it grows back up animals will have appropriate shelter and hunting grounds. Don’t cut so much you leave the animals without a place to live or leave them with a small patch of woods that will be grossly populated. Most lumber companies are required by law to replant trees after a clear cut to prevent erosion. Most of these trees are a more disease resistant hybrid that will also grow and mature quicker, in turn allowing the lumber companies to come back quicker and re-cut.

The Worst Assignment Ever!!!!

2004-10-12T11:32:00.000-04:00

We are supposed to write an essay in class in less that 40 minutes cutting and pasting from previous blogs. Here it goes.
When I get passed on the highway by an eighteen wheeler pulling a full load logs, (hardwood or not,) two things happen: First, I get a shiver up my spine when I think of what would happen if say those truck straps broke. Then I think about how beautiful that wood is going to look cut to length and stacked up in someone’s yard. The yard is picturesque, with smoke rising from the chimney of a dimly lit small log cabin, with the sun just about to set. The woodpile is on the outskirts of the yard, but not so far away you’d have to freeze while getting firewood in the middle of a New England winter. I have never tried before now to understand my love for firewood; I just knew it was something I could relate to. Now you’re thinking, "hold the boat here, this kid can relate to firewood; Um Crazy" It’s not just firewood; it’s a smell, it’s the sweat on your brow as you swing the awl and see the log fall in half; and in half again and again. It’s doing something that people have done for hundreds of years; it’s survival. It’s seeing that perfectly stacked pile of wood after you’re done; and knowing that you made it. It’s feeling the heat of the wood stove when you walk in from a bitter January night. This weekend I saw someone pushing a man down the sidewalk that was so handicapped he had to have a seatbelt to hold him to his wheel chair and he was drooling on himself. I approached the lady and asked her why she was pushing him down the sidewalk, she simply replied "So he could see the pretty colors of the leaves." I said I understood and walked away. Following them was a woman seat belted to a large tricycle; she had a helmet on and was also being pushed.
The people I saw this weekend were handicapped because a chain broke on a passing log truck and all the logs spilled onto the highway crushing their car to a dead stop from 50MPH. The hot shit secret service man that investigated the accident tried to write the driver up with murder then busted it down to vehicular homicide. He eventually dropped all charges and blamed faulty equipment.
With the way the secret service was acting, I was worried that I would get blamed because I asked the logging company to clear the land so I could ride my bike. It’s amazing how even thought the world is huge it can feel so small.

This Weekend...

2004-10-10T01:43:00.000-04:00

I saw someone pushing a man down the sidewalk that was so handicapped he had to have a seatbelt to hold him to his wheel chair and he was drooling on himself. I approached the lady and asked her why she was pushing him down the sidewalk, she simply replied "So he could see the pretty colors of the leaves." I said I understood and walked away. Following them was a woman seatbelted to a large tricycle; she had a helmet on and was also being pushed.

Three articles (in Class)

2004-10-07T11:06:00.000-04:00

1.) http://www.spinergy.com/mountain.htm
CLAIM THEY HAVE THE LIGHTEST & STRONGEST WHEELS EVER. Possible, spinergy is a good name. But they site wade drooping 18 feet on a flat I dont know? i would have to try it myself ( maybe it was a real smooth traini?)
2.) http://www.foxracingshox.com/website/TechnologyDesc.asp? Market=MBike&CategoryId=14&Id=2&count=1
CLAIM MOST EFFICENT LOCK OUT SYSTEM EVER MADE. Again fox is a good name and they give diagrams to show how it works. (But here in Keene NH we have to ride up rocky slopes to get to the top to come down, even thought we are above the saddle we still hit bumps, how would it work then?)
3.) http://www.landriders.com
CLAIM mMOST USER FREINDILY BIKE EVER! NO maybe for the market they intend (old retirees that remember the fun of riding a bike years ago but get confused with all of todays "technology")

(None)

2004-10-03T22:18:00.000-04:00

Why do people decide to value smoking weed over freinds. I don't get it. I've been blown off three times this week and it is starting to piss me off. I want to publish some poetry, but I'm not feeling too creativeand I have vowed not to use anything for this class that I have written in any other classes. Soulition: I will post the intro to last weeks paper. (It's not poetry, but it will satisfy my alchol induced urges; and hey, it's picturesque.) On a more positive note I got new shoes.

KR if I remembered how to put your site in hypertext I would but for now, hey cool. Chuckie V is home for a day and half. He some how has gotten shorter, even dad agrees. Sorry I haven't Posted in a while, Surprise Suprise, I've been tied up with work.

When I get passed on the highway by an eighteen wheeler pulling a full load logs (hardwood or not) two things happen: First, I get a shiver up my spine when I think of what would happen if say those truck straps broke. Then I think about how beautiful that wood is going to look cut to length and stacked up in someone’s yard. The yard is picturesque, with smoke rising from the chimney of a dimly lit small log cabin, with the sun just about to set. The woodpile is on the outskirts of the yard, but not so far away you’d have to freeze while getting firewood in the middle of a New England winter. I have never tried before now to understand my love for firewood; I just knew it was something I could relate to. Now your thinking, "hold the boat here, this kid can relate to firewood; Um Crazy" It’s not just firewood; it’s a smell, it’s the sweat on your brow as you swing the awl and see the log fall in half; and in half again and again. It’s doing something that people have done for hundreds of years; it’s survival. It’s seeing that perfectly stacked pile of wood after your done. And knowing that you made it. It’s feeling the heat of the wood stove when you walk in from a bitter January night. This love is what made me decide to look more in depth at Logging and ‘Forestry Management.’

Six Sentances

2004-09-28T11:34:00.000-04:00

1.)So I woke up this morning and I had had the weirdest dream.
5.)For some reason this one had gotten under my skin, which is considerably unusual.
3.)I walked up to her, past an obvious suspicious character.
6.)I talked to her; Meanwhile, the president got into his car.
2.)Because i left, the dog started to howl.
4.)My mom yelled at my dad; My dad yelled back.

So bear with me here...

2004-09-24T08:08:00.001-04:00

So I woke up this morning and I had had the weirdest dream. For some reason this one had gotten under my skin, which is considerably unusual. It's gonna sound weird but I got to get it out before I forget it.

So I was a secret service man who was protecting bush, (has anyone seen line of fire when Clint Eastwood gets fired for blowing the press conference,) well I had just done that and when everything faded out this is what I remembered:

I though I was a hot shit secret service man, (due to inexperience or what I don't know) but I was protecting a president on the sidewalk as he went in/out of somewhere. I was scanning the area for suspicious characters when I spotted someone. I walked up to her, past an obvious suspicious character. I started busting her chops, asking he all sorts of questions like her name, what was she doing here, and so on. She seemed nervous and was clearly trying to squirm her way out of there, when suddenly I realized why I thought she looked suspicious. She was my dead friend from high school I called her by her name and then she gave up trying to worm her way out of getting away. We looked into each other’s eyes and I could see a lifetime of fear and growing up to fast (4 Lack of a better term). I understood instantly that she was in the witness protection program and hadn't really died. She kissed me as a lot of thoughts ran through my head, like what was in her coffin. I then noticed that we were in downtown Keene right in front of where Banagans used to be (near the circle). I had pinned her against a tree and we were still kissing. People were walking by giving us funny looks. Finally we stopped and then I think I woke up. I remember making a plan to meet with her later, but I don't know if I dreamt that or thought it as I awoke.

The weird thing is when my friend died it was under considerably unusual circumstances. The authorities figured out she was murdered but I never heard anymore about the case. She was such a sweet girl, sure she had a bit of an attitude, but she was a teenager, who didn't. I can’t get her face out of my mind; she still looks so innocent. Not little kid innocent, victim of circumstance innocent.

Well I'm now a half an hour late for my job, so I’d better get moving.

Sources

2004-09-23T11:34:00.000-04:00

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What Happened???

2004-09-22T17:55:00.000-04:00

So I tryed to publish this last night but had to run to class and apparentily it didn't go through so here we go again...

I was going to deviate from mountain biking and talk about off-roading (another hobby) but all I have is Jeep mags. Don't get me wrong jeeps are amazing, but they are not my style. What is my style you ask, well as Joe Diffie put it, "I'm a pickup man".

The first article I read was titled "Burrito Bob Shaggy vs. the United States. Pretty much these guys went to British Columbia rode some of the best trails (literally) on earth. They then came back to the U.S. and decided they would try to make a replication of what they had just ridden. Problem is that they decided to do this on National Forest Land. (Violation of federal law.) A mystery neighbor had decided to tip off federal authorities and sure enough every one was arrested. The bikers caught a stroke of luck and got let off with a small fine and community service, which they got to go to school and learn how to correctly build a trail.

The second article was "The Man Who Never Was" "Neil Murdoch" was a pioneer of mountain biking though he never realized it. He started Fat Tire Week out west, (much like Lacionia's bike week is for motorcyclists.) Fat Tire week has been held 23 years straight. This highly influential man was a drug smuggler and had "hidden" out in a small town in the mountains and avoided authorities. He had become considerably influential in the town/community as well.

The third and final article was "Riding Murderapolois" We ride along with 1 cop on his general beet while his partner figures out how to ride a bike. (Ok that was a joke, he had broken his bike and taken it back to the shop to fix it.) We are also informed about some of the training they must receive.

Class exercize

2004-09-21T13:42:00.000-04:00

If you had a TV that had any channle imaginable what would you watch?

-Moutian biking, skating, bmx, mx, bloopers
-Off road (automotive)
-fix / costom (automotive)
-discovery channel
-A music station i could turn the TV off and still listen to the music through out the house
-History Channel
-forestry/landscapes
-city confidental/ american justice

If you were stuck in a room for days and had to talk to the vairous people in the room who would you talk to?
-vetrans
-costomiziers (automotive)
-landscapers
-truck drivers
-stock broker/financhial people
-organized crime/hitmen
-FBI, CIA, other branches that don't exzist
-old people
-street bums
-Lincoln
-Old explorers/settlers
-9/11 Firefighters
-Forensic people/investagators

If you were stuck in a huge book store what would you look for (like borders)

-Music section/CD's n' stuff (No specifics, I like alot of music)
-Movies (again different selections)
-Open road books
-Books about forensics/ mysteries
-Real life books

If you had a ton of money what would you do with it?

It depends on what form it is in.
if it were coin I would go the bank.

-Land, on a mt, with nice woods, and a stream, and mabye some cliffs over looking a lake or pond
-I would build a house
-Fill the house with excessories (furnuture, fridge...)
-Vechicles (car, truck, antique, van, atv, bicycles)
-start a bussness doing some thing i love and not worry about profits
-travel
-go to school for different things (If I had to fix my house, go to school and lean the basics of carpentry)
-Food (maybe lean to be a cook so i could cook for me and my family)

I wanted to publish this last night but the coumpter wasn't free.

What I Got Out of class today

2004-09-21T11:12:00.000-04:00

The first page of writing I did, I pretty much worshiped Al Capone, his Cahones, and his counter parts.

And I came up with a quote: "Power is an Illusion"

The second page proved more fruitful.

Modern day organized crime: The Cartel
- How they still function on the same principals
- I would consider these guys the modern day gangster - not the strerotypical street trash made rapper you see on MTV
- Still just a business man trying to make a living. Just their business is illegal and one few approve of.

Lately...

2004-09-19T22:57:00.000-04:00

My life is becoming more interesrting...

First A couple weeks ago I had to go to court for the accumilation of various motor vehcile violations. Much to me and my friends suprise, I won kinda. The Charges were put on file and if I'm Still being good in 90 days everything disipears. If i get a ticket in the next ninety... Kiss my licence goodbye for up to three years.

Next my sister came home from college for the weekend (Actually less than 24 Hrs). She is going through all the typical stresses of being a freshmen. She also broke up with her boyfreind (of four years) last week... ouch.

I got to Haverill MA. and back without getting lost this time in Boston. we picked up a new box for my old chevy truck.

My dog went in and returned form surgery on thurs. She has got 16 stiches in her tummy. She got fixed, and they fixed her aherniated imbilicle cord.

going out for a hike tomorrow
c u later

My Spell Check Sucks Sorry!!

Kar - How did the ride back go? Murry was amazed about MM. Chuckie V said hi, he's coing home for a day on Oct. 3-4. he'll have the internet soon. NE came over looking for a hug about ten min. After u left. O- Well. went out in the mud last night. NE ripped of his ehzaust.

Forestery

2004-09-16T11:24:00.000-04:00

Enviroment v. Bush

Political sci.

or

Logging and the enviromental impacts
new ways to save eviroment and still harvest timber.

eviromental sci.

Nature V. Nurture

2004-09-15T23:05:00.000-04:00

Now I'm not an expert, nor am I a Psychology or Sociology major, this was just a subject I had herd about in Psyc 251 I think. I know Nature V. Nurture has been, and still is a considerably debated topic. Here is how the argument is shaping up:

Nurture / Party 1: These people think that everything we do is a product of how we were raised. The strongest cases are how we interact with one another. They sometimes site the wolf boy who was found to have been raised, (to age twelve if I'm not mistaken,) by wolves. They cite his lack of human contact as a reason for his behavior. They also cite the fact he "socialized or was raised with" wolves for twelve years and now acts "like a wolf." (Wow)

Nature / Party 2: These people say we are a product of nature. That we are a feather on a breeze and we will float through life on it's will. They would say that the reason the wolf boy acts like a wolf is because that's what his surroundings required. He lived at a very primitive level and and his brain never developed to it's full potential. Most of these people will use a genetic or chemical reasoning to back it up.

Here are some web sites that go more in depth (Using different examples)

http://www.trinity.edu/~mkearl/socpsy-2.html
http://mars.unionky.edu/psy600/nature-nurture_files/frame.htm
http://www.globalchange.com/behavior.htm

The Last one I thought was the best.... It made me think.

How I Write

2004-09-14T11:41:00.000-04:00

Sometimes I can’t say what I want so I don’t say it at all, but I don’t think I have ever had writers block. Maybe a bad case of procrastination, but not all out writers block

Normally I just sit down and write free hand and a rough list comes out, then I transfer what I had on the list to the computer word for word, then I can go through and organize revise and add emotion as necessary. I will also fix some mistakes during this.

After I will print it out turn up my stereo and read it aloud. Then realize I still have some problems to deal with.

I am still a very young and inexperienced writer so I think most everything that I write is good and is the person reading it doesn’t like it well there not right. This is a disability that I hope to conquer one day but it takes time.

If the piece I’m writing is something that will be graded I normally revise like hell.
Most classes I revise stuff because even though it may not be great the professor sees all the work and effort I put in and it increases the grade.

If its stuff that I’m just putting into my personal folder that I only revise it once rarely twice and leave it be. I try to capture what I’m feeling and if I revise that too much I worry about loosing the feeling. The piece will allow me to regress to the time when I wrote it but if someone else looks at it they may be pressed for words.

*Some times I get great ideas for writing some thing but before I write them down they leave. I used to write them down on anything I could find (I mean hell, I have full poems on the back of bowling flyers) and then bring them home and transfer them into a notebook that was just for ideas but I stopped for a reason I can’t remember.

I write what I feel. Some times I’ll just sit at the computer and see what comes out.

I’d like to believe that I’m slowly growing out of procrastination but I know better even with all the hectic it creates.

Research papers take a while to finalize; many drafts necessary.

*I also used to keep a notebook of characters, for instance if I saw an interesting person as I walked down the street, I would come home and make up a background containing as to why I found the person interesting. When I would get stuck or wanted something to write about I would simply have some characters interact; say the man with the wooden leg and a carpenter?

*These were ideas that originated from my creative writing class a couple years ago. Everyone grunted with disapproval when they were assigned but everyone enjoyed them.

If all else fails I write when I’m half asleep; you’d be amazed what comes out.
This is still a rough draft but I’m posting it anyway.

Well...

2004-09-12T21:39:00.000-04:00

I Have come to the conclushion that I have an incredibily boring life. Everyone else seems to have had something interesting happen over the weekend. Me; I just worked, mowed 11 of thirteen lawns I did. I also took off early Sat, afternoon and went for a ride on the bike. I went up to one of my favorite places around here, Surry Mtn. I have pictures from a couple years ago I will eventually post. I also found an old trail that I think goes to the old Stone Quarry up there, but I'm not sure, I'll Explore it later, I hope, if time premits.

The goal was to title each entry as a shot then I realized that I would be beligerent after the second week and probally unconchoious after the fifth. So I decided that might be a bit deciving. The truth is I hardely ever drink; after being 21 for more than a year I have still only gone to the bar three times. I actually had something some what worth while to post but now that I have started rambeling I can't for the life of me remember what it was...?

*To the Kar - Life goes well. It's a bit lonely here But Hey what can you do?
- Turdely is a moron, but you already knew that, she's not quite as scared as she used to be, although a killer box tried to attack her a while ago.
- Bussness goes well, I'm going to get a new bed for the truck this week.

Whatever.

2004-09-09T11:24:00.000-04:00

How would improve on my reaserch blog?...

Well le'ts see, I wouldn't of gotten lost in Boston for seven hours and then would of gotten hoome in time to do one. Tha'ts an entirely different story about how Me and Maps don't mix; At all!!

Any how the plan was to do a reaserch blog on Mountain Biking. I Wasn't really sure how I would present it, but class today gave me some good ideas. I like the idea of showing you have an experteese; i had hoped to accomplish this by talking about some of my riding experences around here. But if the owner found out what we are doing on their land we would get in trouble for sure. Plus their is only maybe twenty people out their who could relate to the hills and identify with the surroundings and they won't ever see this so I may put a different twist on it...

Sites

2004-09-07T11:04:00.000-04:00

This site has a cool name.
http://loststarspage.blogspot.com/

This girl seems cool.?
http://cruella8908.blogspot.com/

This is the reason I'm keeping a blog.
http://zen-mama.blogspot.com/

Easy

2004-09-03T00:17:00.000-04:00

Today I went for a bike ride and tired myself out. I successfully fell off my bike three times on the way down the lower leg of the hill. I did however ride all the way up the hill, a feat I have been trying to accomplish for four years now. After word I came home took my dog (well actually puppy (6mths old) to go get a pizza. We came home, ate and watched the Simpsons; then I decided I should do some home work before dissapearing into the dark night. So I sat down and chose the thing that required the least effort; So here I sit. This was actually easy, like the title intended.

HaHa

!st Shot

2004-09-02T13:45:00.000-04:00

So I've managed to create this goofy thing but I guarantee that I will not be able to get back into it again. What do I plan to get out of this? I don't know we will just have to lay back and enjoy the ride.