I don't think I lead an extraordinary life by any means, but I do think I have had an uncommon number of vehicles in my life.
77 Toyota Corrola
76 Honda Civic cvcc
82 Ford Mustang
90 Geo Metro
83 Buick LeSabre
93 GMC Jimmy 4x4
93 Pontiac GrandAm
71 VW Kharmann Ghia
85 Jeep Cherokee 4x4
84 Buick Skylark
83 Honda Civic Wagon
85 Chevy S10 Pickup
88 Chevy Astro Van
90 Honda Civic Si
85 Chevey Blazer 4x4
87 Honda Civic Hatchback
88 Honda Civic LX Sedan
93 Honda Civic Coupe
93 Dodge Caravan
66 Mercury Monterey*
02 Mitsubishi Lancer OZ*
90 Civic Si (again and then a tree fell on it)
04 Suzuki XL-7*
This is just a list of the vehicles I have owned in my name. This list does not include the various honda/suzuki 2 wheels modes of transportation over the years.
* Current vehicles
What was your first car or your favorite?
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
Monday, November 07, 2005
Stop hogging the covers
There is no light for me to see with
Darkness, though seemingly lifeless, is not always silent
The drone of the environment subtly distracts
Not here and not gone
Dreams tiptoe in and out
Sudden warmth felt
An embrace to free the grasp of the dreams
Sounds grow stronger overcoming the drone
Even with eyes closed, radiance removes the darkness
Now there is just one complete feeling from two
Darkness, though seemingly lifeless, is not always silent
The drone of the environment subtly distracts
Not here and not gone
Dreams tiptoe in and out
Sudden warmth felt
An embrace to free the grasp of the dreams
Sounds grow stronger overcoming the drone
Even with eyes closed, radiance removes the darkness
Now there is just one complete feeling from two
Sunday, November 06, 2005
World in my eyes
This space was to be my outlet for me. I envisioned it as the secret little book, in the tin box, wrapped in plastic bags, buried near some ugly bush in the back yard. That one I would dig back up to see who I was, how I felt at certain times in my life, how others made me feel and finally allowed me to just vent if needed.
I am happy to now have kindren souls who through this storage meduim on a SQL server find my feelings and thoughts interesting enough to leave a part of their own thoughts here. Their thoughts and words sometimes tie in so well that it almost feels as if they are my own.
However, sometimes their comments are just spooky...
"I don't know why, but I'm surprised to hear your wife doesn't know about your blog. Not that that's a bad thing -- or good either, I guess -- just surprising." -Kay
Kay, about 30 minutes after I made the comment to you, I was trying to figure out how to save my creation from the Donald Indigo Trump take over. I was sitting in bed with my wife tapping away moving fake stocks around and explaining this game to her. The game is based on blog value. She asked if I had a blog and I answered yes. I then asked if she would like to read it. She said only if I wanted her to. So from the sanctuary of our bed, I handed the laptop to her to read my blog. A few smiles, a few giggles and some questions on how to read it all as I moved from the bed to the chair to just walking around the room - rinse repeat. I have known my wife for close to 20 years, I should have known that she would be supportive of this effort as she has always been of me. She is the inspiration to change my jaded look on life.
Plus the sex is great. ;)
I am happy to now have kindren souls who through this storage meduim on a SQL server find my feelings and thoughts interesting enough to leave a part of their own thoughts here. Their thoughts and words sometimes tie in so well that it almost feels as if they are my own.
However, sometimes their comments are just spooky...
"I don't know why, but I'm surprised to hear your wife doesn't know about your blog. Not that that's a bad thing -- or good either, I guess -- just surprising." -Kay
Kay, about 30 minutes after I made the comment to you, I was trying to figure out how to save my creation from the Donald Indigo Trump take over. I was sitting in bed with my wife tapping away moving fake stocks around and explaining this game to her. The game is based on blog value. She asked if I had a blog and I answered yes. I then asked if she would like to read it. She said only if I wanted her to. So from the sanctuary of our bed, I handed the laptop to her to read my blog. A few smiles, a few giggles and some questions on how to read it all as I moved from the bed to the chair to just walking around the room - rinse repeat. I have known my wife for close to 20 years, I should have known that she would be supportive of this effort as she has always been of me. She is the inspiration to change my jaded look on life.
Plus the sex is great. ;)
Friday, November 04, 2005
The landscape is changing
Lately it has been hard for me to concentrate at work. This new world of blogs has drawn me in, allowing me to go beyond my office and meet new people, to learn of their lives and make friendly connections. This world is so different than real life though, more compassionate and supportive. It could be that in the blog world things are not as fast paced. We are allowed to say what we want without interruption. Giving the reader a chance to hear the whole story/thought/gripe and having more time to let it settle in before they comment. I wanted this blog to be a place for me to journal the feelings I had so that I could maybe reflect on them in the future to see if I had changed in any way. Now though, I can see this blog growing into a place where I can communicate with my new friends that I have yet to meet.
Thursday, November 03, 2005
I want it all
I see a river
It's oceans that I wan
tYou have to give me everything
But everything's not enough
It's my desire
To give myself to you
Sometimes
Sometimes I try
Sometimes I lie with you
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I die it's true
Somewhere I'll find something that's kind in you
And I've crossed the line again
A line I drew in sand
And still you give me everything
But everything's not enough
I'm ready but not willing
To give myself to you
Sometimes
Come on over lay down beside me
And I'll try
Come on over lay down beside me
And I'll try
And I'll try
I want it all
D.Gahan
It's oceans that I wan
tYou have to give me everything
But everything's not enough
It's my desire
To give myself to you
Sometimes
Sometimes I try
Sometimes I lie with you
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I die it's true
Somewhere I'll find something that's kind in you
And I've crossed the line again
A line I drew in sand
And still you give me everything
But everything's not enough
I'm ready but not willing
To give myself to you
Sometimes
Come on over lay down beside me
And I'll try
Come on over lay down beside me
And I'll try
And I'll try
I want it all
D.Gahan
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Dear Miss Blog Manners
Being a relative newcomer to the blog scene I was wondering if there were some guidelines for me to follow.
I sometimes get asked questions in my comment section(I do enjoy the comments) and wanted to know, should I answer the questions in my comment section? I feel if I do this I am just padding my own blog.
Should I answer on the commenter's blog on their current post? I feel this is a kind way to repay the comment left for me. But at the same time leaving an almost cryptic comment on a different post.
Should I just do it in a separate blog entry?
I sometimes get asked questions in my comment section(I do enjoy the comments) and wanted to know, should I answer the questions in my comment section? I feel if I do this I am just padding my own blog.
Should I answer on the commenter's blog on their current post? I feel this is a kind way to repay the comment left for me. But at the same time leaving an almost cryptic comment on a different post.
Should I just do it in a separate blog entry?
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
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