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Every move you make, every breath you take I'll be watchin you...
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Posted:Jul 14, 2005 6:05 pm
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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Hey I have a offical fan now that has posted a thread about me in their blog. I knida like the idea of being watched....
Elysia2005
Taking my cloths off....
Walking around slowly in my room.....
What?
Well crap it's another kind of watching she's talking about. And I thought I was about to get a replacement for the I suppose gay hillbilly that lives down the road that has nothing better to do but watch thru my windows at night.
But anyhow....
Elysia2005
[blog Elysia2005]
Check out her blog as it's great! I enjoyed it quite a bit and loved reading her work.
Those who fail to read her blog will be whiped with a string of rotten weeners and then fed to a pack of starving badgers.
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Hot sun..burning down..burns my......
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Posted:Jul 14, 2005 2:30 pm
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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Today I had to drive into Dallas. It was wonderful as the A/C in the blazer thought life sucked and died. Though the wonderful GPS system in the blazer worked wonders.
Also working fine was the time and temp.
105F.
That's hot.
Too hot.
I had to dress up today as well. Suit, Tie the whole nine yards.
I was just about drenched in sweat in my blazer with the wonderful dark interior and leather seats.
Why in the hell does it have to be that hot?
But that's Texas though I guess.
Driving back rain coulds taunted me in the distance.
My passenger said "Oh it's going to rain!"
Having lived here my life I just laughed and said not us...
Sure enough by the time I was home the phone was ringing and my mom was caught in one hell of a thunderstorm about 80 miles from my house.
Roads flooded and rain so thinck you could not see three feet in front of your car.
Looking out the window here, 103F. Down just two degrees but clear skies and no chance of rain.
Ahhh Texas.
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Holy crap batman!
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Posted:Jul 14, 2005 12:19 am
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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Affairlook actually has someone on the job!
I posted tonight..
I showed up tonight!
Fast!
Amazing.
Dude or dudette...
GREAT WORK!
Just as I was about to give up blogging here somones actually making it fun again!
Thank you veryyyyyyyyyy much.
I was getting all down about waiting all day and then having no one see my stuff because it was usually 4 am when it showed up.
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Budget Crunches
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Posted:Jul 14, 2005 12:01 am
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Last week some friends and I were sitting around drinking beer and, it goes without saying, discussing the Texas system of taxation. Here in Texas we have a sales tax, which is a total pain in the ass because (a) you have to pay it (lame), and (b) it means that your average item in The Dollar Store costs some ridiculous amount like $1.31 and you can't figure out the real price of things without resorting to irrational numbers and you have to carry around your spare pennies instead of throwing them at like you would do in other states. True fact: When 50 Cent was here in concert last, he was legally obligated to perform under that name "67 Cent." (Whoa, that joke was even worse than I had anticipated.)
Anyhow, we were wondering how much of sales tax revenue goes to health care programs. More every year, we guessed, since, statistically, Americas are becoming ever more out-of-shape. But you got to figure that a lot of that revenue goes to administrative costs and middle-men, not to mention that health care tends to be reactive rather than preventive. We decided that there must be a better way.
That's we came up with this great idea for a General Health Tax: for every dollar you spend you must do a sit-up. Want the new No Doubt CD? No problem: fourteen bucks and two dozen sit-ups, please. Got a two pack-a-day cigarette habit? Well now you have a six sit-up-a-day habit as well. Just bought a brand new Ford Excursion? Fantastic. That will be 50,000 sit-ups over the next 10 years, plus 60 sit-ups every time you fill up the tank -- BET YOU WISH IT DIDN'T GET ONE MILE TO THE GALLON NOW DON'T YOU SUCKA?!
I think we should pilot this plan in Texas, and then extend it to the entire United States. Conspicuous consumption would go way down, people would have a great incentive to save, and America would quickly come to dominate the United Nations Council On Killer Abs. Also think of how we could always be prepaired for the olympics! Plus, what tax payer doesn't want the opportunity to check "no" to "Would you like to do three sit-ups for the Presidential Election Campaign Fund?"
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Living My Dreams
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Posted:Jul 13, 2005 11:51 pm
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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This morning I had a chocolate chocolate-chip muffin with root beer for breakfast. And for lunch I had macaroni & cheese, chicken strips and Coke.
When I was six, this is pretty much what I envisioned adult life to be.
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Moo-la?
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Posted:Jul 13, 2005 11:47 pm
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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I just received email in my regular email with the subjectline:
What's a Money Making Cash Cow?
What the hell, is Laffy Taffy sending spam now too?
Contributor of the best punchline in the comments wins a hug.
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Cold Comfort
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Posted:Jul 13, 2005 11:45 pm
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A man stands on a corner in downtown Dallas. He is loudly sobbing, with one hand over his eyes and the other dangling at his side clutching a cell phone. A woman stands at his side, consoling him with one arm half draped over his shoulders. As I pass I hear her say, "I don't know why you are so upset. She's nothing but a ho."
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Someone Needs A Smiting
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Posted:Jul 13, 2005 11:42 pm
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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Overheard on the bus.
Guy 1: Did you hear they made gay sex legal?
Guy 2: Yeah, disgusting.
Guy 1: [Surprised] What do you care?
Guy 2: I care because it says in the Bible that gay sex is a sin.
Guy 1: The Bible says all sorts of stuff is a sin. It says you're not supposed to shave. It says that masturbating is a sin.
Guy 2: Yeah, but ... you know. <shrug> I don't think there's anything wrong with masturbating.
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For no one
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Posted:Jul 13, 2005 11:39 pm
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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Kinda reminds me of my lost beaming smile and my ex wife at the same time.
Your day breaks, your mind aches
You find that all the words of kindness linger on
When she no longer needs you
She wakes up, she makes up
She takes her time and doesn’t feel she has to hurry
She no longer needs you
And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years!
You want her, you need her
And yet you don’t believe her when she said her love is dead
You think she needs you
And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years!
You stay home, she goes out
She says that long ago she knew someone but now he’s gone
She doesn’t need him
Your day breaks, your mind aches
There will be time when all the things she said will fil your head
You won’t forget her
And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years!
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For curious minds. I keep being asked about my kitchen.
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Posted:Jul 13, 2005 5:12 pm
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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lol. Ok after I chose this photo:
To be the main photo for my profile I have been asked about a zillion questions about the stuff in the background. I swear people must have boring lives. So here at last. Like some long lost episode of cribs mixed with pop up video. Is a showcase in detail...
Of my everyday kitchen.
Drool! You know you want to!
Ok the sink is a double stainless steel regular kitchen sink. Ok to spice things up I've had nookie before leaning up by it. 
On the counter you may see examples of various asian culture. Having lived in Japan I picked up the pottery in Okinawa while working for JAL.
The candles you see are some of maybe 800 I have within my home.
The candle holders came from pier 1 as well as the bamboo mat. Done in modern/asian style.
The Bamboo in the foreground is my only bunch to survive. 3 years old now and going strong.
Picked up in a knick nack store.
In front of the sink is a African ZZ plant.
One of those plants perfect for the single person as in the fact that they hate water of the point of only being watered twice a year.
On my fridge is a wonderful collection of modern art by my held in place by various magnets. Some like the alphabet.
The Jeff Gordon mags on the fridge are a left over by a evil EVILLLLLLLLLLLLLL ex wife who shall remain somewhere in the darkside within this world.
On top of the fridge is my idea of chaos that works, light bulbs, bug spray for the giant Texas bugs that love country front porch's.
The classic Texas staple of ice tea bag's and all the crap I had no where else to stick.
To the left of the microwave is a bottle of prised Turkish olive oil and some various rare oils and spices. I love to cook and took classes for it in Italy. I cook like the devil and have people hooked after the first bite.
To the far left is my massive mound of bread that I have to keep. Between my and myself we go thru a loaf a day. AND TO HE*L WITH THE LOW CARB FOLKS!
(I still look 18 at age 27, I am solid as a rock body wise, eat and do whatever I want )
The person on the floor is my best friend Donnie....Tying his shoes.
The shirt I am wearing in this photo is a silk one. Along with Calvin Klein black slacks.
Just came in from a going away party of about 98 folks buying me beers and crap.
Oh it was also around 3 am after this pic was taken.
The haircut was done by a old Mexican barber that I have gone to for around 7 years. He is in his 80's and one of the last out there that good. The haircut was done by razor. Sissors have not touched my hair in around 9 years.
I don't use hairspray as God gave me wonderful hair that women love to touch and I keep it in a buisness cut most of the time. Though at times I look like a Beatle when I let it grow.
I hoped you enjoyed this tour of the not so rich and famous. Next week my bathroom....
Maybe not.
Now quit asking me whats in the photo!
Now with some hope some somewhat local woman will say.... hmmmmmmmmmm... sexy man and he cooks like the devil?
I must write him!
lol.
Night
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The real tomb raider.
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Posted:Jul 13, 2005 4:32 pm
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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I swear....
That Jersey girl..
KittyElsa
She's got to be the real tomb raider.
Just something about her I can't put my finger quite on.....
Cheers Ms. Elsa.
My gaming girl friend from New Jersey.
Thanks for being a fan. 
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Tired
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Posted:Jul 13, 2005 4:27 pm
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For some reason I had not slept all night.
Sent the to my sisters and went to bed about 8 this morning. Just woke up and it's 6pm.
I feel like crap. All night I just tossed and turned.
Argh
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Die, T
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Posted:Jul 12, 2005 1:28 am
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You know who drives me nuts? Door rushers. You know who I mean everybody's seen these guys in action. I bet the Germans even have a word for them, Die Türblitzen or something. Türblitzen are the folks who stand right in front of the elevator doors while waiting for a car to arrive. And the moment the doors open they rush forward like they've been shot out a cannon.
Türblitzen always seem completely flabbergast to discover that an elevator already contains people who inexplicably want to get out they always sort of cry "oh!" and pull up short. But do they then get out of the way? No, they do not. Instead they just stand there dumbly, occluding half of the doorway like cholesterol in an artery, forcing disembarking passengers to squeeze around them.
Holy smokes, I hate these people.
Fortunately, I totally figured out how to solve this problem. All buildings should have a hardwired algorithm that makes elevators doors on the third floor or higher occasionally open when the car isn't there. By my reckoning, the scourge of Türblitzen would take care of itself in about a month.
Somebody please get on this.
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