YOU WILL NEVER GUESS WHAT I HAVE

SORRY FOLKS... ITS THAT TIME OF THE WEEK AGAIN... im hung over as all fucking hell and dont have anything to say really. i did finally manage to fix the crane though... the variable speed and variable load governor was set improperly. with out taking it apart and manually moving the rack back and forth i never would have found it. it took me two fucking minutes to fix. a hundred and sixty hours to find the problem and two minutes to fix.... gah!

but you will all have to entertain yerselves today as i am not feeling that well...

*curses that damn bottle royal crown*

dark cloud

its a dark day when a local dies...
its a black day when its a child...
its not a day at all when its someone you know...
what is it when its all three...

there was an accident last night/this morning. a fatal accident. here at the office they have been on the phone since seven to find out who it is. its always this way. we all want to know. help. console. what else does a person do? you always hope its not true and not some one you know. but, then you are hoping it was someone else. someone else daughter, sister, friend...
who was it...
how did it happen...
who were they with...
yeah, if its who they say, we know the answer to all those questions and more. only because it so small town and we all know each other so well, almost nothing will surprise us except the when was it going to happen. i hate this shit... i hate that i might know the dad, boyfriend, sister, mom...
i hate knowing that if they are right the town will undoubtedly change for all those people....
I'll know in a minute, our office gal just went to where the best friend is reportedly hanging out and sobbing. we know her too. we know her dad. and if it is who we think, her dad would have been serving the driver of the car until closing.
it never ends.
it never fails.
it is never any easier...
as i get older, the more i see. death, love, life, new beginnings and lives cut short. it was all so long ago when it started. friends in junior high rolled a stolen car after a party. a party i was at. popular people. people who if would have asked me to go with them i would have said yes... what does it mean to be popular then... I've convinced folks into my car time and time again... luckily everything turned out... death came into my life so long ago...
not all are so lucky.
not all have survived.
less have learned from it.
office gal has been gone a long time now and when she returns this wont be pretty. this will not be a good day. she just walked in the door. and said that the parents are at fernwood waiting for a sheriff to tell them whats going on. that could take hours. we don't have cops here and they hate coming here, they hate the locals, they hate accidents involving kids and alcohol and drugs even more...
what will it be then.
who will it be now.
why them, why this time....


to be continued....



edit: yep... driver was in a dark green truck. rolled it. ejected the girl from the truck. she died and he fled the scene... fled the scene!!!! *blood starts to boil*
ideally this town will sort him out... find him and make him re-disappear... before her dad finds him...

gah, i feel so bad for her dad... his girls are his life... fuck

EDITED NUMBER TWO FOR LOCALS HERE... LINK 1
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POINTS OF INTREST...

1. I HAD NO TIME TO DO ANY BLOGGING TODAY... (did anybody notice?)
2. that last one was in caps... (perhaps you are wondering why, perhaps my passwords have something to do with it..heh heh...)
3.when i used the products i bought at fifty percent off yestarday and got some of the concentrated shit on my hand it really burned... (idiot)
4. im well on my way to a nice buzz... (uh yeah, night time post...duh.)
5.when i dont blog, im fuking irritable... (fuck you, see what i mean?!)
6. i never thanked bob for the cool thing he elected me for. (im lame, thanks just bob!!! i mean it!)
7. cheeses mom is here as i type. (does that make her the big cheese? she is very pee-teet.(cant spell, so thats what you get. anyway, meaning to say shes not very big... large boobs, but not big lady... so she might be um.... someone come up with something i can nick-name cheeses mom wouldjah?!?!?)
8. i stole this listy thing idea from random chic. (any body wanna meet up in the beginning of october in the city? i think catscrtch is trying to do the same thing! lets all do it!)
9. my "silent" dishwasher sure is noisy...(i'll have to put the smack down on that old chineese lady doing dishes in a minute)
10. i just want to post something of substance soon for my readers to comment on... (fat chance eh?)

it never ends

its Tuesday and feels good. so busy at work. there is some drama here lately and people are all edgy and panty wedged about it. today I'm trying to get out of the office to go to town and get some personal shit handled on the company dime... problem is I've now put myself in this struggle of individual power between two dudes.
one dude has been taking a company truck home and isn't supposed to. he leaves his car in town somewhere and drives the company truck home. at first it was a...
"well i worked late that day and had to drive it home."
now its... "well, I've been doing it for two weeks now, i don't see what the problem is."
so management has asked/told him to stop doing it. seems though, the guy is always ahem, working late when he needs to be getting a ride home to get his personal car.
so... i suggested that he deliver a truck to town that needs to go in for warranty work later this afternoon. then i could pick him up at the end of my "town run" and bring him to his car. then he would be stuck in town without a company truck to drive. perfect right? meh....
dude who has been driving the truck sees where this ploy is going and refuses to be a part of it. surprised? so now boss man is going over to dudes job to finish it for him so there will be no hanging out late for company truck driving homing... but dude somehow found out it was my idea and now i have to spend thirty minutes driving around after work with him... sweet eh?
all this so i can go to town and meet a friend who can get me a mega discount at the store she works at. normally id say fuck it and do it on my own time and just pay the full amount for the shit.. but i need several hundred dollars worth of this "shit" and with a fifty percent discount, its hard to pass up...
is a couple hundred dollars worth the pain of sitting in my truck with some pissed off dude who has no right to be pissed off... sure is!!!
have a great day y'all!!!

no time today kids!!!

sorry folks, extremely busy today... Monday work, work, work, right? well the rifle I've been waiting, drooling, dieing to get showed up today!! i bought a Winchester .300 Remington ultra magnum with scope (not pictured here) but that's it!!! it will be a little confusing for those not in the know, but each manufacturer made a rifle to fit each others cartridges. so you will have a win rem mag and a rem win mag... yeah what ever..

other than that we had a great weekend. spent Saturday in the gardens and relaxing. had a buddy come over and went down to the creek, sat in the sun, built a swimming hole and drank some beer. went to town had some overpriced sushi and went to see "tropic thunder". if you are a Ben stiller fan, you will like it. other than the few other chuckles, we didn't think it was that good.
Sunday cheese had to work, so i had some buddies come up and do some skeet shooting and BBQ. did some more gardening and drove the quad around a bit...

nice and mellow, finally calmed down and enjoyed a day off... must get back to it all out in the yard!!! have a great week yo!

wedding piss--- err.. bliss

a friend of mine is getting marred in mid October... i mean married. i just got the (whatever the fuck you wanna call it) wedding invite on Tuesday. standard packaging with little RSVP envelopes and bits of fancy paper and shit. i start reading the invite and it goes as follows...

so and so what you to join them IN THEIR LONG AWAITED EXCHANGE OF VOWS...
sounds pretty bitchy to me...
at such and such a place. THIS IS YOUR FIRST AND LAST CHANCE TO RSVP BY SEPT. 1ST.
what? fuck you... my RSVP envelope doesn't even have a stamp on it! bitchy fucking stupi---

my bad, its their wedding and they can say what ever the hell they want eh?
also included in the invite package was a little card saying where they were registered. Macy's... with a typed note saying that this is where they would like us to shop for their wedding gifts. um, okay... do they sell condoms at Macy's... cause if you guys breed any more fucking Little bitches like her---

whoops there i go again, its yer wedding and i guess you can request/demand where i may choose to shop for your gifts.

also included in the package of doom, errr... wedding invitation was another slip of paper which said, instead of a gift we can also give them money for their bonvoyage box to help with their travel plans for their honey moon. but it should be a one or the other ... WTF??? what if i buy him a hatchet so that two years from now he has something to hack you to pieces with so its easier to bury your fucking ass---

dangit, there i go again... i guess like any other good American you should start you lives off in massive debt by having a wedding and honeymoon you cant afford... its all up to you both i suppose...

I'm looking for a way to reply to this invite. so if anyone has any ideas of an equal and smarmy response... feel free to lay your ideas down in the comment box!!! have a great Friday all!!!

are we/i getting old

what does it mean when you turn down an invite to go to San Fransisco and party the weekend away because you have some gardening to do? what does it mean when you would rather wake up in your own bed and have a cup of coffee and play electric Yahtzee all morning instead of going out and having spendy mocha's, visiting museums and having brunch with with friends? what doe it mean when one would rather sit around the house and do laundry and put away clean dishes instead of hitting up the bars and taking your girlfriend to the strip clubs?


i know what it means... those weren't real questions...


but....


that's what id rather do this weekend. i saw a bit of let down in cheeses eyes when i told her id rather stay home this weekend. she agreed that it was the better idea. sometimes the better idea isn't always the right thing to do though... soon, cheese wont have to work weekends and will have Friday afternoons off.. then it wont be so much so of the "hurry up and hammer to the city, get drunk on the way so we can be on the same page as everyone else when we arrive, spend a wad of money at the bars so we feel like we are keeping up with our more affluent friends, take them out to breakfast and jam home so we can get cheese to work on time" routine. soon we will have a more relaxed schedule where we wont feel so guilty when we opt to stay at home...

errr... party like its 1999.


so i will try and do something nice and youthful for cheese in the next week or so. she is ten years(or more) younger than me! hahahahaaa... dancing, dining, art, a play... whatever. she is refined and enjoys cultural events... she is world traveled and is excited about a trip to baja Mexico come November... not so much excited about a trip to the mother land to visit family... whatever she wants...

what the fuck has this post become??? lame... I'll try again.

looking forward to the weekend.

yeah... cant wait for it.. id like to get some stuff done. or not. maybe go to the city. our friends in the city texted me last night and want us to come up. they say there is a bitchin little bar down the street they just stumbled upon for drinks and after hours sushi. sounds good. ah whatever. i generally like to sit home and watch the garden grow if you know what i mean...
with all the overwhelming things going on i seem to be only conveying the stressful portions of my life here. reading a few of my last posts makes me realize that's what you all think is going on. the only things going on... this is not true. I've always used this little portion of my life to vent and spew anger and sadness. at times i blow out here as well.. I'm not always like this. i don't walk around with this black cloud over my head nonstop. most people i deal with don't even know something is weighing me down...
i want you all to know that even though I'm quite honest here it is only a glimpse at what really happens with me on a daily basis. (no shit Sherlock eh?) but i do want you to know that things in my life are fucking great and couldn't be better. asides from the same shit we all want. more money, time off, bigger feet, newer car, more chest hair, etc. the usual stuff.

i was just making that clear!!!

things are great. hot chic, bad dogs, toys enough to be the winner when i die, gardens galore, future travel plans, savings account, steady money coming in, blah, blah. i don't want for much and if i do i make it happen. i visualize having it already and it appears... most of the time... I've been dreaming of the Swedish bikini team for years and those bitches never show up.
perhaps they are afraid of my big gun....

anyways folks i don't want you all to think I'm fucking wasting away here in self pity and job misery... I'm just a guy plodding along through life that doesn't mind sharing the highs AND the lows. have a great Thursday and I'll try to make it back to post something interesting for a change...

edit: after scrolling through the picture from the link above i do believe these ladies were thinking about joining us at our house in the sur. in this link the picture clearly shows the two women preparing to surprise me!!! isn't she putting tanning lotion on the other one in the shape of the letter Z... yeah dreams do come true. *walks off sniggering to self*

broken among other things....

this past couple of months I've been working on a big project. i took it on to show myself i could do it, show the company i could do it and to justify taking some time off and ask for a raise four years in the making... its broken me. everything was going along according to my mental schedule.
transmission out and delivered to rebuild store. check.
engine torn down and parts ordered. check
engine rebuild and trans pick up. check.
huge life changing town altering fire... uh... check?
three weeks behind schedule but still within budget. check
trans install and test. check.
remove and rebuild main boom cylinder. not only check but done in record time and for next to nothing. fucking check baby.

at this point I'm two and a half weeks behind schedule, but sixteen thousand dollars under the cheapest bid to farm out the work and right on the mark for the money i budgeted... then everything goes awry.

test hydraulic system and replace final panel. no check. engine fails to maintain rpms during relief valve operation.
tear down hydraulic system for second inspection. ugh check..
tear down upper engine for second time to see if we did anything wrong. yes, nothing wrong and check.
restart and retest. complete system failure during over center valve operation. no check.
tear down slewing ring and tower hydraulics.
retest. still not able to put a check mark in my imaginary box....


this was three weeks ago. i have torn down and rebuilt everything twice now and exhausted every mechanical mind i can bend with what the fuck my problem would be... two nights ago i had a dream of the solution. i was excited to come to work and fix it. i knew i had finally stumbled upon the answer. i was confident enough to tell the bosses id have it fixed that day.

i spent yesterday doing absolutely nothing productive. my dream had failed me. it was not the problem. i failed again... and people noticed. it killed me. i left work choked up. two weeks ago i had to pull over on the side of the road and weep. i have NEVER not been able to fix something mechanical. given enough time i could build you a fucking space shuttle...

this morning i come in and the boss pulls me aside and says...
"dude, you've put your time in with this machine. let it go. we will help you find someone who can fix it. "
"i know I'm close, if you find out everything the problem is not, there is only one thing it could be... I'm right there..." my eyes well up.
"leave it be man. park it, move on... thank you for everything you've done, we need you not to stress out about this anymore. we need you back."


this part was edited out for the fact that it felt like a poor me thing and was only written in subconsciously at the time... thank you for all who commented on this portion of the post and most sincerely appreciate your words... other than that i've let the damn crane go and will be parking later this afternoon... its Wednesday and ive just given seven hundred dollars to a buddy to pick me up a fancy rifle at the gun show... i'll feel better turning rats into vapor at three hundred yards next week...

for now a picture....

i'll be back later....

WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?

Things I heard and variations of things I've said this weekend!!!

"hey babe, I'm so fucking wasted... i think I've been drugged. i had such a hard time keeping the truck on the road tonight. not like my normal wasted double vision, close one eye and smoke driving but the cant keep the truck on the road kind."

"you are going to have to kick me outta here tonight... oh, you want me to leave now?"

"is that dart board on a string like a wind chime or something? it keeps blowing around in the wind" *dartboard was firmly mounted to the wall*

"lemme make some shooters for the road first... anybody else?" *everyone else had one too*

"it smells like shit in here... oh its you..."

"i don't normally want to kiss men, but there is something about you..." *i replied with "i think you've had enough to drink man..."*

"i haven't had enough time to sober up this morning, I've been drinking since dawn." *my buddy said as he was fishing for an invite to come over*

"lets stop at fernwood for ONE DRINK." *as we walked into our local bar, later payed our seventy dollar bar tab and left*

"do you remember what you said last night?"

"stop watering those plants so much... you need to be giving them more water...." * i meant to say more water less often. after saying that though i don't think she trusted me.*





that's all folks... i need to hurry up my day so i can go to work after work this afternoon. i need to drive to the south coast and help a buddy fix his dozer... enough with the broken dozers already!!!

and I'll get to commentsie backsies soon, i almost promise!!!1

HI KIDS

thanks for all the bitchin comments... i am doing really good and went out on saturday with cheese to a BBQ. got superuberfuckingwasted and rolled home late last night!! whoops. i dont think cheese was too happy about that.. my bad babe... normal blogging and commenting will resume early next week. right now i need to go lay back down as my head is swimming... *curses rum drinks and late night dart game* thanks again!!! have a happy sunday.

whoops...

its that time of year again.

cheese and i got fucking plastered last night... stopped at my old house at south forty and its gone!!! nothing there except meager bits of foundation... so many memories had in that house...

it was a very emotional night all around....

NOT A CAPTION COMPETITION

EDIT: this post has been edited for your viewing pleasure! thank you all for your awesome fucking caption entries. all of them could/should be the winners!!!

TESTICLES
Natures Way of telling you your the boss

Every one here know how much i love putting fucked up and funny photos on this blog. i do invest/waste endless hours having another window open up on the computer perusing photo caches and Google image searching... recently there have been a shit load of motivational poster spoofs available and some of them are fucking great.

"where do they come up with that shit"
"that's fucking great"
"oh my god, that's really funny"

those might be some of your responses to them. i know mine have been like that at times... take the image i posted in the last post... yes the one with the cupcakes no one seemed to notice... i love me some cupcakes...(not really, but it depends on what you view as the "cupcakes"...)

moving on... here at the voices there are some pretty funny fucking people. y'all take pride in being sarcastic mother fuckers sometimes... some of you have that extra dry wit that takes a moment to set in before i blow coffee onto the screen. and some of you can be down right dirty...
well i challenge you all to a sort of caption contest, but more of a motivational poster creation contest.... the posted pictures could be a phenomenal posters... anybody got the stuff to turn them into one? lets see what you all come up with!!!

MISUNDERSTANDING
Not what they meant when they said come on over and shoot the shit.

changing things up!!!

so on Monday i was having a shit day and it definitely carried over until Tuesday. beast had mentioned that his Monday was fine due to the fact that some one brought in cakes to work... now i see why his Monday was good... too bad the ladies in my office didn't bring in any cupcakes to work today!!!


so yet again I've added and subtracted some blog links on the side bar. did you get cut out? did you make it in??? funny on some blogs yer in like Flynn and others you have to work and work and give blow jobs and send money, send in photos of yer bums just to get on their blogrolls... uh....

for me, when you are on my blogroll, its my way of saying thanks for all the blow jobs and reach arounds, the money is great and i'll expect the next check at the end of the month... later on some of you will be over mowing the lawn at my house and raking leaves, i appreciate that too!!! so if you haven't made it on there, please remind me what it is that you would like to do for me and i'll link yah up...

this post was a joke, only a joke and nothing but a joke

not one of my paybacks, but close enough

don't fuck with me... ever. if we are friends and you fuck with me i might just fill your car with dog shit and roll the windows up on a hot summer day. or super glue your keys into your ignition. cover your car windows with surf wax. paint your cat neon green. shit in the back of your toilet. unplug your fridge while you are away for the weekend. that's just if we are friends....

its been rumoured that I've set shit on fire. expensive shit. but i cant tell you if that's true or not. you don't want to know anyway...
my father believes and has told me in the past that revenge is served sweetest cold. i am a firm believer of "ice cold". you don't even remember my name, what happened or why your new truck has dog food going through the engine and out the tailpipe... or why you suddenly seemed to be signed up for every magazine subscription on the planet.(wink, wink) wow your work email address is maxed out daily with gay black porn video links.
wow, your phone wont stop ringing with people calling you about the cheaps room you have for rent or the motorcycle you have for sale? whats that, you have neither? i wonder how they all found you on Craig's list....
interesting that the police showed up at the bar just when you were leaving totally wasted last month... they weren't looking for you, but good thing they showed when they did eh? hows that DUI working out for you asshole...
i understand that your propane tank mysteriously drained its entire five hundred gallon contents three times last year, boy that must have been expensive...
so you, new jackass, when you come to my work and you mad dog me, talk shit to the gals in my office(who I've worked with for eleven years, cried with and buried loved ones with...) and expect me not to hear about it in less then the two seconds it takes you to get back in your truck? you bet you have another thing coming... not today, tomorrow or next month... there will be a time and a place for unpleasant awakening...
enjoy your day shitlip, I'll be sure not to even notice you from now on....

moday

this explains how moy monday is going... hows yours?

what really happened...

hahahahaaaa...

* rereads the post from saturday, laughs and trys to remember exactly what he managed to do*


after jumping right into the drinking pat of the day, i did manage to get all the watering done. chickens and turkeys fed and pool filled. except i forgot the i was filling the pool after my eleventeenth beer for a couple hours. went back outside because i had this nagging feeling that i was doing something earlier. gahhh!!! the pool had been over flowing for several hundred gallons. whoops!
whatched two movies instead of hiking up the moutain. drank an another eighteen pack of beer. then jumped on the quad to check the water tank. full and filling, but not very fast. waited for cheese to come home and fixed us up some kamakaizi shooters. convinced her to come down to the creek with me to check on the water system. also convinced her that we could get the quad down the new little dozer cut to the creek. very exciting. (more on that later)
rebuilt the series of small dams that we use as a collection area for our water. shoveled sand and moved rocks till dark. also drank a bunch more beers. climbed out of the creek bed in near dark and turned the quad around. a ten point turn. the dozer cut which was no problem going down with two was not so easy to get out with two. after almost pitching cheese off, she dismounted and climbed part way up as i tried to get a running start at the hill. she gasps and covers her face as i get it on two wheels sideways going in reverse...

woo hoo!!!

left a teepee shaped squeeze in the leather on the seat after that one.... hehehehee..

came home and made some noodles with cracked eggs for dinner and had a little bit of movie enhancer before watching a movie for the second time that day. had another couple kamakazis and passed out on the couch...

woke up this morning to coffee in bed and...
"you are such a fucking asshole, you know that?"
"uh, yeah..."
"i just wantd to cuddle and you told me to fuck off.."
"no i didnt, i was asleep. it doesnt count..."
"you need to work on your sleeping habits!"

later on when she was headed out to work i did indeed apologize... for being unmanageable in my sleep....

thats what really happened...

a day in the life of voices

***this is cheese with one of our sunflower heads in hand... she is standing in front of some of our heirloom tomatoes. in front her are some of our smaller sunflowers. fun pic taken with my lame blackberry****



so with nothing else to post today, i thought i might give you all a quick run down of what today might bring for me... meawhile im trying to upload a photo of cheese in the garden. it took me half an hour to figure out how to fucking get it off my phone with the blue tooth bullshit...grrrhh.... and we will see if dialup will let me put it on the post....

on with the show....

i got up this morning with chuck (cheeses lab) snorfulling at the foot of the bed wanting out at sixish a.m. an hour later i went down stairs to let the doga back in and had a nice outside naked morningwood pee in the yard. (complete with arching and aiming at bees). back into bed and shortly there after some mornng aheming... ahhh....

ya'll can tell you'll be enjoying this post already can't you?!?!

cheese jumps in the shower and i bust out the scrabble game on my old phone. still trying to beat that old record of 2100 points... get pushed into making some coffee and stand around naked in the kitchen while the dogs pester me for another unsupervised jaunt outside... kill another yellow jacket with the yellow stream of death and finish making cheeses morning coffee. she laughs at me for standing around with no clothes on in the kitchen for so long....

whatever, its saturday...

after checking/adding some oil to her subaru, shes off to work.... i waste some time and try the picture internet thing and here we are at the present... exciting huh?!?! on my third smoke of the day and pondering the idea of having a puff. really slow my day down. right now the movie "alive" is on in the background and im blowing ashes off the keyboard of the crap/mac top.

here we go into a possible future. everybody have their time machine selt belts on?!?!

i plan to go out into the yard and water the sections of the garden that are not under automated control... bring the scraps of veggies up to the chickens and harrass them a bit. throw some snacks at the turkeys. idealy at this point i will have aquired enough energy/motovation to hike up the mountain... where i will spend the next four hours hiking up and down....

wow, you say!!! so much to do and what an amazing man you must be! i know, iknow... pat me on the back later. i'll be full of bug spray and sweaty as can be...

i forgot to mention that ive got several coors lights in the freezer chilling and by the time i get back to the house i'll be well on my way to another fulfilling round of "how many beers can i drink today"! (the movie is at the point when people are getting sucked out the back of whats left of the plane!! fuck...) then i'll start to rewater the pumpkin patch... fuckers drink water like no other. we just harvested our first red pumpkin! so sweet, its huge for a red pumpkin. why we have pumpkins already? i dunno, they volunteered... then i'll crack open another beverage and repeat as required.

you all are thinking i must be wasted by now... nope, the joys of coors light are many... they are "the drinking mans beer", you can drink that shit all day!!! woo hoo!!!

then i might jump on the quad and take a rip up and down the road, blow the dust off, you might say. pop over to my neighbors house and interupt their chores and afternoon... i'll have to re-up on the bugspray and begin harvesting some tomatoes and beans. perhaps pull some carrots and scallions. cheese wants to head home after work, so maybe we will make some dinner... i think there are some crook neck squash ready to pull too!!! the sun flowers have been blooming and last week we cut one that had a twenty four inch head on it! (its the one in the picture if it loads....)

i'll make a few phone calls and see whats happening for the rest of the weekend. i vaugly remember being invited to a buddies house to watch some UFC fighting championships... what ever.

i'll finish filling pool and perhaps take a quick dip. possibly clean the house a bit and put away some laundry. with all this time alone at home, who knows i may even have my way with my self.. sounds good already! anybody wanna bet one of you readers is already doing that while reading this? i thought so!!! hahahahahhaaa.... later on cheese will come home and we will take some shots and discuss her day which will be filled with asshole bikers and lame tipping euros... what is with those lame tipping euros anyway... welcome to the country, learn a bit of the language and culture please!!! gah...

im already feinding the first bit of beer now after having my last sip of bailys and coffee. hmmm...weekend.

i hope you all have at least read this far if not enjoyed this days possibilities... happy fucking saturday interblogpeople!!!

A WALK IN THE PARK

i was hoping to be finished with these projects today.. come in next week and start a new... alas... no... anyways... see you soon...

RANDOM TAG...

SO RANDOM TAGGED ME WITH THIS ONE...

i was supposed to type in "your name needs" onto Google and post the top ten results... here ya go!!

1.Zack needs practice... this one seems to be a myspace tube thingy.

2.Zack needs to ride a bike...someones blog, impersonating the real Zack

3.Zack needs a belt... a you tube link no less.

4.Zack needs a shave.. a deviant art link with a werewolf pic. meh...

5.majestic Zack needs home... someone trying to pimp out their cat.

6.Zack needs your help!!! apparently this womans Zack is hung like a horse.

7.Zack needs a new home. this cat also needs housing. its good not to be a cat named Zack.

8.Zack needs one of these! they don't really say exactly what "these" are...

9.all baby Zack needs is his mum. dang, nobody loves Zacks. this kid was left in a park with his umbilical cord still attached. at 8 pounds 11 ounces he still wasn't as big as me!!!

10.Zack needs URGENT diabetes treatment and back surgery. looks like it sucks to be a baby or a cat named Zack these days. they are all getting the shaft....

so that was my top ten... not as much fun as i thought it might be. I TRIED A SLEW OF OTHER COMBINATIONS... nothing ended up being funny either... except when i tried, "Zack likes to have sex with...." apparently there are also a lot of gay Zack's out there as well... who knew?!?!? have a great day all... my back is really hurting today so i must go and fix something that involves laying on my back for the next couple hours... perhaps i should investigate what the bottom of a pint glass looks like... I'll have to try a bunch of different pint glasses to be sure I'm not getting a jaded sample....

feel free to try the tagging on your own! yours could be a whole lot more funny than mine!!

hey, mj... fucking look at all those capital letters eh?! HAHAHAHAHAHAAA....

ooooo.....

so the print showed up this morning (UPS)... excellent packaging... i am always so fucking stoked when photographers take such good care in their shipping... ahhhh... its here and in mint condition...

he gave me several paper options... i chose french made paper by Arches et canson, matte white cotton rag acid-free, 310gr/sm. it was also the photographers choice... I'm going to have to wait until i get home and put my gloves on to examine it more closely, but I'm not sure i made the right decision... at first glance its a little too flat for me... i dunno... i just peeked at it quickly.. i could be wrong... perhaps when he shot it he had a bit of an antiquated idea for the shoot or image... glossy might have made it snap out a bit more... meh...

other news?!?!? Friday after work, we went down to my favorite watering hole and got well bamboozled. there were some decent bands playing and we were swing dancing for a couple of hours... nothing like making complete fools of yourself in your home town two weekends in a row! at least cheese managed to keep her shirt on at this event!! (hahahaha hi cheese!)

i spent Saturday glued to the couch.. a perfect day off, minus the intense hang over and nausea...

cheeses oldest daughter had a birthday on Sunday. we went to the roller skating rink and then had a BBQ at our place.... lots of fun and she and her sleepover friends apparently stayed up until four this morning.... pesky buggers! and for some reason i thought that we just couldn't possibly put the jeager bottle away half full, we must empty it!!!

*rubs temples as he does spell checking***