Ah how time flies...

As I soak up the notes of psychedelic music and dream about scaling sheer marble cliffs I wonder if I will ever be anything special or amazing. I was nurtured on the word that your going to be an amazing person and a great hero and you are going to outshine the sun one day. Well I am waiting for my turn to shine so I can blind the world. I feel a power and restlessness welling up inside me and I am almost afraid of what's going to happen if I wait to long to push my self. I am pretty sure all its going to take is a little bit of self propelling and I will leave the uninitiated behind me. There are only a handful of people I feel share in the purpose that is my life and I almost fear for them. Don't get me wrong I am not the zenith of destiny I am a stepping stone and just another side to a very complex coin. One of those that shares this with me is my brother. The same face of a different coin or I am maybe a highlights of his reflection in the shade. An amazing person but one way or another he is going to be stuck with me. I don't know if anyone else in my life will be there but I do know I will know him to the end of it all. Pretty scary thought if your him or maybe comforting. I want to puss out but he is the reason I don't give up. I could not imagine leaving his side. There are a few who I know are in positions of influence but they will all be left in the grave before him and I pass and its a long and dark road ahead. Kind like getting the medal of honor posthumously for blowing up and asteroid that would eradicate the planet. Well good job your the greatest hero ever but you are also dead. Which is better? Leave the hero job so someone else who is not ready and live out my life happy or move forward down this path and die early a hero who will never have a name.

Another week conquered...

So I just finished my week of boring work and got to go to an interview for a fire department. I love the idea of being a fire fighter and I hear women love men in uniform. Also I got a call back from a police department which was cool. If I cannot get into this fire Fighter academy then I will just go be a Cop cause its easier. Yeah more politics in being a fire fighter. Oh and anyone who thinks my last post sounded a bit like an immigrant talking that's cause I am. No I just ran spell check and forgot to put the S at the end of McDonald's. My bad. In other news I am hoping to get my girl to fake some kind of sever illness to the doctor she works for to get us some sweet pain killers. I doubt she will do it but I can always use the "if you love me..." Line as cheap as that is. Addiction is a bitch people and if you don't like it then don't read. I think I also will go looking at other peoples BLOGS. I don't know if they want me to leave comments but I will do it anyway if I can. I have yet to surf others ideas and I bet that's why no one has surffed mine. By the way spell check is broke and I am too lazy right now to edit all the incorrect spellings and grammar problems in this post.

Give me safety and I will give up all my rights...

My above statement may seem insane to most but that's because most people don't know its true. That is to me and many other Americans the cry of the average city dweller. I know the distinction seems a bit strange but if you ever lived in the country you know its a different world. For one the patriot act is the biggest coup on the constitution that has ever happened. The general public didn't even notice that now just to open a bank account your information is all entered into a giant database (again) and your tracked by those E-Transactions.

You open an account in New York and then three years later you close that account and open another in Chicago. From there you move to L.A. and keep the bank in Chicago. You do all your transactions online but because of the Patriot Act your info online is still not secure. Its all released to Agent Smith because the government believes you to be a terrorist.

This whole world is a ghetto run by thugs with money. Even forms of freedom of speech such as this BLOG will soon be censored. We cannot say anything that dissents from the media induced big government infused opinion. Your all being herded because your dumb sheep. I am tired and I am going to go.

So I'm FAT

OK to all my fellow fat friends out there I want to say "I love ya!" and to the rest of you skinny people I want to just say "Its because of you I cry my self to sleep every night".
There was a time when being large was very appealing to society. It was a sign of wealth and prosperity. Now its a sign of a slow metabolism, genetic disorder or to much McDonalds. I for one love McDonalds and anything else that is "Fast Food" and if I had a bunch of money I would eat it enough to kill me. The disadvantage is if the food does not kill me the cigarettes will. My diet is mostly red meat cigarettes alcohol and hot sauce. I am two hundred ten pounds and I am only 68 inches tall. For those of you that are on the metric system that makes me 1.75 meters tall and 95 kilo in weight. Http://www.dalesplace.net/handw.htm is the site I used to figure that out. Oh and if I was made out of cocaine which is valued at 20,000 per kilo I would be worth almost 2 million dollars. Cool huh? I thought so but most of you will take those pearls of knowledge that I just spat and feed them to the dogs. I am caffeinated sorry...

A bun in the oven

Hey everyone my sister is going to have another baby! I thought that was cool so I thought I would share...ok thats all for now.

I still disapprove

Oh by the way I still dont like to sit still for so long as an occupation. Its boring and my legs keep cramping up. Also my ears hurt from answering the phone all the time and I have a wireless headset. Being prior military it was a huge shock to get something that I requested to do my job better. I almost shit my pants when They one upped me with a monitor for my desk too. Yeah so now not only an Effective at my job but my word, meager as it may be, still had some sway. Nice eh? If you never been in the military you might not know what its like to ask for something you desperately need and then not get it but be told to work as if you did.
"Chief I need this program it will make me work 80% faster if I had it"
"Pretend like you have it work 80% faster and if you don't I will put you in jail..."


no no its really like that. Believe it.
ok I am going to go and dream about going out to eat at a place that serves steak with a pulse over a bed of raw vegetables for a very low price...such a low price I can get the meat with the little change I have in my car.

Bury my head in the sand...

Ok if your reading this then I guess you still want to know what is going on in my sad life. To be honest its not that sad at all. I have the perfect girl who is growing into the most amazing spouse I could ever imagine. If you have ever been in a serious relationship you will know that no woman is a spouse to begin with, they all start out as girls. They have unrealistic ideas and fantasies about marriage and men and how things will be with prince charming. Some of them go off the path to prince charming early with an asshole in high school and some stray off even earlier. I for one found a woman who was less then more tainted by the rigors of stupidity. She had her moments as we all have but she was no where near the lass I was used to courting. If I were to compare her to every other woman she would be about 1000 times more woman in her worst moment then they are all put together at their best. If you met her you might have something bad to say but you most definitely have something good to say as well. I know I may seem like I am building her up and bringing her down a little bit but I am not going to lie about her. She is perfect...For me. She has enough spirit to keep us fighting and enough heart not to tear mine out when I am vulnerable. Lord knows I have had enough of that. She is smart enough to get into any college she applied to but not so smart as to make her cynical of truth because she was taught otherwise. She is an elegant princess when we are in public and a total Minx in the bedroom. I love her more then anything in the world and I would not trade her for all the denises or kellys or roses or donnas or karens or all of them put together. She is my golden crown. I only hope I can keep her.