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Friday, September 27, 2002
Alright...
I think I'm satisfied with the new look. Again, thanks to the dotweezy.com lady for contributing this template (which I've modified a bit) to blogskins, and for teaching me how to abbreviate hex codes. I may make redesigning an every six months project, unless I'm too busy/lazy. Any other suggestions for the blog? By the way, if anyone else wants help doing a new template, let me know. It's actually kind of fun to me, now that I have 1/10 of an idea of what I'm doing. Now, it's time to redesign the archives So, I sat around at home today, and did jackshit. Actually, I kind of took care of my Mom, who has come down with some type of stomach flu. Lorene also came down with said flu, last night. She wasn't even able to talk to me on the phone, as she was in hell. Poor sweetie. Send her some love. As of the last time I talked to her tonight, she sounded like she was doing a hell of a lot better. I'm glad she has the weekend to relax, if she will. The funeral for my great-grandfather on Tuesday was relatively painless. I was able to avoid my father's mother, for the most part, and got to sample the delicious phenomenon known as funeral potatoes (that is spelled with an "e" in the plural form, isn't it?). And somebody (I'm fairly sure it was Satan herself) made raspberry chocolate chip bars that were to die for. The oration mainly consisted of the patriarch talking about my great-grandfather's history (as penned in his autobiography), and mispronouncing everyone's names. There was a lot of unbearable singing, too. I hate that. I made Lorene promise me not to have that fucking "and he walks with me, and he talks with me" hymn sung at my funeral, if I go first. I would actually prefer no singing, unless it's a song I like. Maybe a Jayhawks or Matthew Sweet song or something would be nice. Or if they could just play some Toy Dolls or Cock Sparrer songs in the background, that would be ideal. Anyhow, back to grandpa's funeral. It was nice, but too hot in the church with too much singing. Very few tears, which was a nice change. Oh, and my Dad decided that he couldn't wait to go behind the hearse, and several people followed him. I thought that it was going to be a horrendous fiasco at the cemetary, but my Dad stood at the exit and waved the hearse in through the exit instead of the entrance. *big Scott-like sigh* Anyhoo, glad it's over, and am hoping not to have to endure any more deaths before the end of the year. Christmas will be wierd this year, without grandpa there to tell us all the same stories that he always used to tell us again and again. Why couldn't it have been another particular someone instead of him? Yeah, that's evil to say...but I don't give a fuck. I never claimed to not have some severe hate in my heart. Music: "Big Girl" by Civ
Thursday, September 26, 2002
Okay
It's time. Blog is officially under construction. Don't know how long this is gonna take. Music: "Under The Gun" by the Circle Jerks
Monday, September 23, 2002
Change? Yea or Nay?
I've been considering redoing the whole blog, maybe using a template similar to the Top Tens page, then eliminating the Top Tens page itself. Using different backgrounds, images, etc., as well. I don't want those images from the Circle Jerks website to go to waste, however. I just don't know, but I do know that I like to change this thing every so often. Tell me what you think. Should I change it or leave it the way it is? Music: "Proven" by Hatebreed
Thursday, September 19, 2002
Here goes...
I wasn't going to burden y'all with this, but if you've read Rene's blog tonight, you know that my great grandfather's kidneys have been failing this week. Well, I got a call at 6:00 tonight, from the nurse, telling me that he would probably not make it anymore than a couple hours. I called my Mom, went and got Rene, and met the rest of the family at the hospital. He wasn't conscious (as far as we could tell; although my Dad is certain that he responded to him a couple of times with a tear and direct eye contact), but we all said our goodbyes, got him more morphine just to be sure he would be able to pass in peace, talked amongst ourselves, and waited. I saw him take his last breath at approximately 9:00pm. He was 93 years old. There's no need to call me, email me, visit me, or respond to this post. I'm just fine. He has been unhappy for the last few years, as he has been very weak (probably due in large part to his leaky heart) and had lost most of his vision. His only real happiness was conversation and company, which he enjoyed up through last night. Rene and I were up there for the last 2 nights, just visiting and making sure he was as comfortable as possible. Lorene has been an angel (literally) to me and my family. I don't know what act of sainthood or suffering I must have engaged in in prior lifetimes to deserve such a wonderful human being at my side. But, I am so grateful. She was so gentle, sweet, and patient with him the last 3 nights. And she made certain that he got treated as perfectly as possible by hospital staff. She even got him eating, drinking, and laughing the last 2 nights. How did I get so lucky? Anyhow, this has been the most healthy death I've ever experienced. It was how people are supposed to die. Peacefully, and surrounded by loving family (not to mention having lived a long, overall good life). Not slipping in a shower, dying of a hideous, deteriorating disease, a car wreck, a shooting, or suicide. I am sad for the loss, but I'm not in pain. Finally, a death that feels right. So, don't worry about me. Just send me a good thought. Thanks. On an interesting note, I got an email from my uncle's widow (the one we thought died of a mentally dehabilitating disease) a few weeks back. The final autopsy results finally came in, and he tested negative for any of the diseases we thought he might have had. His death is a complete mystery.
Saturday, September 14, 2002
"Look out!"
"....IT'S THE TICKLE MONSTER!" That was one of the hilarious things that Zippy's son Josh had to say when I went to Kurt's sayonara dinner at Cafe Trang earlier this week. The tickle monster was both of Josh's arms poking through the hole in his shirt that his head is supposed to go through, while he chased a grinning Jeff in circles at the Cottonwood Mall. As Kurt would say....hilarious! He also helped us to understand why Kurt can't get girls. "Kurt can't get girls....because he's a big dork"! I can't remember most of the other things this child said that night, but he kept me in stitches. I just had to share. By the way, the restaurant was pretty good, but avoid the meatball soup at all costs. Bleech!
Tuesday, September 10, 2002
That kicked some serious ass!
I'm of course referring to Joan Jett and the Blackheart's performance at the Utah State Fair, last night! Y'all missed out on a show that almost anyone coud've enjoyed. Lorene and I both thought we would not see Joan in either of our lifetimes. Another artist I can scratch off my "want to see before I die" list. Most of the remaining artists on that list, I doubt will ever happen for me. In the probably won't happen column, we have The Jam, The Clash, Gang Of Four, The Bruisers, Combat 84, Finntroll, Condemned 84, The Pogues, The Gathering, Bad Manners, Madness, New Order, Manic Hispanic, and Cock Sparrer. In the definitely won't happen list, we have Minor Threat, Operation Ivy, Dead Kennedys (the genuine article, not the Jello-less incarnation that has been touring lately), and the Minutemen. In the could likely happen list, we have Static-X, The Chieftains, The Cure, In Flames, and The Business. I am such a fucking music geek... Anyways, Lorene and I had a fucking blast both times we attended the Fair this year. Lots of fatty-foods-n-strokin'-animals! And of course, hangin' with the Netzlers is always a bonus. Work is getting slightly better. I understand some of their procedures a little better, but it's still nervewracking to be there during trading hours. And the follow-up that I do is quite a bit more than I'm accustomed to. I am potentially having a little get together at my parents house in October. I'll keep you all posted. Music: "Teenage Heart" by Cock Sparrer
Thursday, September 05, 2002
Is anyone interested...
...in storing my Love Sac (it's like a giant bean bag, stuffed with foam rubber) until I move out of my folks house? Let me know if you are
Wednesday, September 04, 2002
It's Friday...
...well, to me it is, given my new schedule. This is gonna be difficult to get used to. I'm also trying to adapt to the new job, and I'm having a difficult time. Things are so different. The methods used to do your job are very different. I don't find that the resources that I'm used to are here, and the systems are a huge change. I hate going back to square one and not knowing anything anymore. Hopefully, soon things will click and I'll be as comfortable going to work as I was at my last job. But right now, my stomach churns from the minute I get up until the minute I go home. Nothing much new to talk about, 'cept I's really excited that my parents are finally getting central air. Of course, this is happening at the tail end of me living here. 32 years of nothing better than a swamp cooler, and when I start being able to consider moving out some time within the next year or so, they get central air. It just figures. Anyways, spent a fabulous Saturday with Lorene (yes, we weren't at Grace's going away deal because of me; I wanted to spend some quality time with 'Rene before my weekends were taken away). I don't think that day could've been much more perfect, unless we'd been in Vegas. I gotta get offline. I am so fukkin' tired. Music: "It's No Reason" by The Church
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