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Well some things have changed. I'll be heading westward this evening with Christy to meet up with Chris and Dyann in Ft. Walton Beach. Chris and Dyann just purchased a speedy type boat and they have to drive to Ft. Walton to get it so we are gonna drive over that way as well and try to have dinner with them after they get the boat and all that.

Since it is a 50 minute drive or so they will probably be ready for dinner around the same time as me and the blondie monkey. And if not then I still promised to have dinner with Christy and I get to ride to the outlet mall thingy.

Maybe find some new shorts. All I know is, there will be joy and jollyness either way.

Saturday fishing with Chris is probably out of the quesiton as I am sure he will want to take the family boating and I don't want to butt in on that action. So I may still go by myself. You never know.  Will probably go hit golfballs with Rob this weekend at some point. Maybe go to lunch.  And this weekend is the fixing my new office space in the third bedroom weekend. WOOHOO! I may even get to see Andrea. Who knows.

Wish me luck, have fun.

Well I didn't do anything this past weekend.  I was going to see Andrea sunday but we spent so much time on the phone it got late enough that I didn't want to go out cause I still had laundry and dishes to finish up.

It was cool though. I really like talking to her. It's different than talking to Christy or Nichole. (especially since I haven't even talked to nichole in weeks and she is probably going to chew apon my ass after reading this lol) Cause she is a woman that is interesting to me but also someone I could see myself dating, and someone I am interested in that way.

I hope I get to see her this week. Though I am going to try to play it up the way everyone is telling me. Just be the man. Try to be reasonable but for the most part. Be the man. Fine I get it. I have to "play" my part. I can do that.

Apparently I am going out to dinner with Christy friday night. That is unless I make plans with Andrea. Christy already ok'd it. If I get to go out with Andrea she knows I will ditch dinner with her hahaha. She insisted actually. And that right there is why Christy is my chick buddy yo! She's my Chica-Dawg!

But anyway. Rob called saturday to go hit golf balls about ten minutes after I watched the Weather emergancy warning thing for thunderstorm and lightning activity. So I bailed on that.

I'm headed over to his house tonight to work out some parts from his old computer into my "new" computer.  And I think I may try to talk Chris into going fishing this weekend.  Nahhh, For a second there I was thinking we could get Christy to go too but that would take all the machismo out of it. Gotta keep that machismo factor workin.

 I'll post again this week. It is already looking like a slow week so I am sure I will want to point that out again in a couple days to make it even more drawn out and annoying.

Bye!

I don't remember what happened monday. I know I came to work. I know I went home. But other than that I can't tell you what I did monday. It's just a total blank. Oh well!

Tuesday I went out with Arthur. He took me to this cool little italian place with a bar and good food. We got polluted and I got home around nine in the pm so I didn't get to talk to the kids. That place was just full of hot women. I don't even know where to start. Seriously. Hot. Nasty Hot. Wicked dirty nasty hot. All over. Up and down. So we drank. Made a lot of jokes and generaly goofed around. It was good stuff. It's difficult to hang out with Arhtur and not have fun. You really have to make an effort to not enjoy yourself. Though I have never bothered to try. I am sure it is possible. But I won't commit to that level of work just to "not" have fun.

Wednesday I went fishing. Yeah baby! Me and Chris purchased some sandles since we both showed up to work without any footwear fit for going fishin. So we were stompin around the Bayou in our hard ass $7 K-Mart sandles Yo! Then we purchased some beer. Blu purchased the bait and helped us with our "rigs". We went to a spot near Blu's house off a little bridge and we were fishing for trout and mullets. Thankfully noone caught a mullet cause none of us has a rusty muffler-less IROC-Z to fully espouse the wonders of that particular catch.

As a matter of fact the only person to catch anything was Chris. And it was an undefined little creature maybe 4 inches long. Fish like as it was we didn't get much time to inspect his catch. It wasn't so much that he "caught it", it was that it hadn't decided to let go of the small bit of shrimp it was latched onto. So when he pulled it out of the water it did indeed let go and disappear back into the inky depths from whence it came.

There is a little marina bar next to where Blu took us fishin called "the Dog house" which had the sweetest most southern little fat bottom mamma I have seen in quite some time. This story is totally true. We had a beer at the little place. This woman is so cute I can't even describe her adequitly. We finished our beers and started on our way and she yelled after us to come back after we were done, and she waved and the guys both made commitals and I stopped dead in my tracks and turned and yelled to her, "I'll miss you!". SERIOUSLY!

It was so funny. But I totally meant it. She was that cute.

But the night went on and we didn't catch any fish but we had alot of fun. And that's the important part. Chris had similar sentiments to my own.

Fishing was one of those things we were never interested in early in life. But it is something we can absolutely appreciate at this stage in our lives. Just the relaxing part of it is made better by the fact that your outdoors and all that nature action. So I am sure there is more fishing to be had in the future.

AND it gets me more in line for taking the boys fishing more. And I should. We need to do that stuff. They need it and I need to be with them when they do those things. Instead of just chillin at home all weekend and things like that.

Well, I'm out of here. Love you guys!

Friday night was awesome. Earlier in the week was pretty awesome as well.

And Fathers day was awesome!  I had an awesome week.  The kids called me regularly and I called them. Of course they never want to talk much they are too busy playing. I got to talk with my mamma a good amount this week. And I got to talk with pop a good amount too. Always good.

Got to talk to Berta! Forgot to call Joe. Apparently my nephew hurt his head over the weekend and I didn't call him. So if you get to read this I'm sorry. Berta told me. I'll try to call tonight or tomorrow.  I know Nichole called me this week and I missed her call. And so you know hon my cell gets rather sketchy signals all over town and when it is on the charger it is in my little office isolated from the rest of the house and I can't always hear it. Sorry I haven't called you back though. No excuse, or good reason for that.

Just being selfish and lounging really.

So friday night several people from work meet up at Applebees for some drinks and food and general goofing around.

It was great! I had a lot of fun. Met a new person too. Guy! Guy works over at AFCESA I don't know what he does but Sarah knows him and he was very funny. All the regulars were awesome of course. The Melanders were a riot. Dave and his fiancee "cute as hell" I think that's her name. I can't remember. I just remember she is so sugary sweet it made my jaw ache. But the joy really jumped out of the box once her and "Second Berta" (that means Christy) started doing shots of Petron! Then they were all giggley and sloshy and hangin on each other.  Yeah! It was all like that! 

Sarah and Lila were there and again I didn't get to talk to Lila nearly as much as I wanted to. I always shoot myself in the foot cause I cheese out and start asking her about work and then she obviously thinks enough about work she doesn't want to keep talking about it and "always" politely has a way of just getting rid of that topic.

After that I don't know what else to say, but I want to. Lila is one of those people I find interesting but I don't have enough information to really start talking her up and I feel invasive prying at her like I do most people. Beth is another one of those people I don't like to pry at. She is reserved enough I don't want to just start blabbing at her in order to unlock conversation cause it makes me feel rude and provincial. Beth was there also celebrating her birthday and she is always fun. Mr. Blu Webster and his girlfriend were present. I didn't to talk much with Blu and Becky as they were at the other end of the table. Becky is fun though I had dinner with her and blu at their house and I still have to figure out a time when I can have them over. Art was a joy as always and much much merryment was had by all.

Everyone was especially amused with my retelling of another event that happened earlier in the week with me and Rob.

Rob came over to watch some movies he rented on my TINY little television since we were both bored and had nothing else to do. We watched the Chronicles of Narnia and at one point in the movie the kids are all lined up to meet the lion and the lion comes out and says "Welcome Peter", to greet the kid and I just busted out "OH thank goodness, for a second their I didn't think the giant hairy pussy was going to be welcoming to the peter"!

And that was it, me and Rob were off on an hour long side splitter about how sexually suggestive the hole damn movie was as soon as you stop saying "Lion" and start saying "giant hairy pussy". Cause then they gang up on it, and another chick gets all involed and is stroking it before she stabs it deep and hard, but that's only after they shave it.

And then a teenage girl comes along and finds it splayed out all over the place and decides to love on it. It was just SERIOUSLY MESSED UP! lol I laughed so hard I almost had an accident.

 Yeah I know it was wrong. But it was damn funny!

And then there was sunday. I talked to my sister, talked to the kids, and then I went on a date. Yeah baby!

I'd asked this woman out earlier and we met at starbucks and that went well. Then some time went by and there was some miscommunication, but she called me on Saturday and we made plans to have dinner together on sunday and we did. It was awesome. I was so nervous and she looked splendid. She is a very attractive woman. And she seems really kind. She laughs frequently and wonderfully and I totally appreciate that. But I'll just finish by saying I had a nice time, and the only problem is there never seems to be as much time as we would both like.

Unfortunately that is only going to be more of a problem once the boys come home. But I'm not looking for a wife or a girlfriend right now anyway. I am being true ot myself at least in that I just want to make some more female friends, and I think I can be friends with her so easily that it is totally worth it.

SO, kind of a big update huh!  I have other things going on as well. But they are not worth mentioning until they actually happen or I see some results from them.

Love you guys!

~Kevin~

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If music is the food of our souls call me Mother*uckin Tanuki Yo!  That's Tanuki,  not Tanuki Yo!

Oh! THEN GOOGLE IT!  TANUKI

Yeah the GOP is back on the fag bigotry as a platform motivator.  

Lets pull out this dead horse we refused to beat for the last 6 years and wave it in all the right wingers faces so they will get off their asses this november. We have no interest at all in actually stopping gay marriage, we just love having such a huge carrot to dangle!

 I don't care what your bible says dude. Your bible does not, should not, and hopefully never will BE IN CONTROL OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.

It is as simple as that. One religion cannot dominate the government for it's interests without opening the door for ANY religion that comes into the majority to be able to do the same.  In that model we are no different than the thinly masked theocratic dictatorships we are helping "liberate" in the middle east.

And if I wanted to live in Bhagdad that badly I would just sign up with the Army infantry as an APC crewman.

The other thing I want to point out is that all these national level speakers from churches and even congress and state legislatures are standing up and saying to the world, "Jesus says it is ok for me to be a biggot based on who you have sex with."

I think they are spending way too much time worrying about who everyone else is having sex with.  I'm a conservative, and I aint "gettin any" and I don't spend all day talking about who is and who it is they are getting it from.

It's none of my business. And it is none of theirs either. There just isn't anyone who will stand up on a national podium and say "It is not very christian like to stand around all day gossiping about other peoples sex lives, in this way it seems very much like you must be coveting that which you condemn."

And if someone does stand up and make a statement it is some moron like Alek Baldwin who just seems to be a Nazi in liberal casual wear. "Lets chop their heads off" That doesn't sound very progressive Alek. That sounds despotic.

Bill Maher is a good representative of the liberal side of the street. A little too militant and unwilling to admit that their are any good attributes to conservatism but all in all he comes across as an honest well meaning person who's ideas are firmly gorunded in common sense, the tradition of compassion as a nation, and honesty.

But because he is a liberal all of those "versions" of his ideas are doomed to turn you into a homosexual communist baby eater.

Sheesh. And why doesn't anyone listen to Scarborough either??? He is a reasonable guy as well. Again, honesty, common sense and the tradition of america as a compassionate nation.

LOST on most people because he doesn't make crazy over the top histeria like O'Reilly.

It's pathetic.  We are allowing so much more showmanship from our social comentators that the only commentary we get is rediculously sided and is nothing more than bitterly sarcastic satyre of the mostly middle of the road reality we all live every day.  If this Country was so bitterly partisan, like so many commentators are we couldn't function on a daily basis. We would all fight to the death as soon as we stepped in the office every morning.

The only bitterly partisan people I know of  are politicians and commentators whose job it is to sit around and act like "the other side" is to destroy "our" way of life. When all they are really doing is SELF GENERATING A FRICTION TO KEEP US ALL COWED AND CONFUSED ABOUT WHAT IS BEING DONE VERSUS WHAT COULD BE DONE AND SHOULD BE DONE.

It's like Morpheus told Neo it is "the world that has been pulled over our eyes to blind us to the truth".

They keep pulling the world over our eyes knowing that there is just too much information for us to really process it all.

They just want us to focus on the sound bites they provide so we don't have to bother ourselves with anything else.

And we just keep falling for it.

The boys are having fun at mom and pops.

They'll be motivating around to the other families adobes anytime soon now. I'm still just milling about, not sure what to do exactly. I need to buy a lawnmower very badly. My grass is starting to get tall.

 A guy at work "Blu" had his first gallery showing of his art this past friday.  It was really cool. I had hoped to have a date for it but it didn't work out so I went solo. Bumped into some other people from work and we had a good time hangin out and goofin off.

Blu's work was nice. There are some peices I would like to have but I can't afford them right at the moment lol. Too poor to buy another poor guys art.  But since he has art that is too expensive for me to buy he may not be poor long.

Definately made me want to get a little more active with my hobbies. Though painting is probably out of the question. I have enough commercial art side projects to keep me busy if I actually choose to do them. lol that is the hard part. Getting off my butt and doing them. I feel really unmotivated with the boys gone.

I think I might be sinking a little into the "post breakup" funk. I knew it would happen. Breaking up requires you to get everything in hand so you can break up. After it is over you have to sit back and deal with the reality of it.

Oh well. Still the right decision. just gotta get on with things.

Yeah I just don't know what to do with myself. I miss the boys.

Christian and Aaron are with my mom and dad for the summer and Brandon and Dylan are with Tami. It used to be I couldn't go 5 minutes without a littleboy asking me something or wanting to show me some goofy thing. It made it hard to get anything done or even relax for a little bit.

Now I am drowning in relaxation. I don't have much else to do but relax. And I don't think I like it so much.

Yes I have little projects and such, but they just don't seem so important when I actually have time to do them hehe.

So I don't know what I am going to do. So wish me luck at something!

So Tami and I seperated.

Been a couple weeks now. She moved back to her parents and I am going to try to keep the house payments up.

Such is life I guess. I am assuming right now that it is probably just not a good idea for me to have a relationship.

If things aren't exactly how I think they should be then I will only have myself to blame. Cause blaming someone else is conveniant. Not that I did or did not do that I am just saying. There is a way to gurantee that I don't have to ask myself whether or not I am guilty of that. And that is to just not have anyone around to blame.

 I think it may be better that way. Then I have more time for the too many hobbies and projects I am always interested in.

Am I ok?

Yeah, as ok as anyone else would be I guess. I asked her to marry me and I meant it. Now we are individuals again. There are a handfull of ways to deal with that. I'll eventually pick one I am sure. And no rude comments. Tami did what she needed to do and I did what I needed to do. Reasons are personal and shouldn't be considered "wrong" or "bad" from either end. People can't always live together. Sometimes it just doesn't work. End of chapter. Hehehe, my story isn't done I am sure of that.

The boys are now officially spending summer with Mom and Pop and they will be visiting Aunts and Uncles and so on aplenty. Aaron looked so wonderful this weekend. And he was very happy, and seemed ready for summer to start. I know how he feels.

I miss summer. That first week of summer vacation was always one of the greatest periods of time. Everything seemed possible and just waiting for you.

I hope things are going well for you guys. Nichole I will call you eventually hon, hehehe! Probably not when I say I will but I will get around to it. AND YOU HAVE MY NUMBER TOO BEE-ATCH! So no pointing fingers! You can dial woman!

Love you guys. Check back in a month or so and I may have added a sentence! lol.

I am turning 30. WOOHOO!

 I am neither excited nor unhappy about this event.  It was as inevitable as anything else that happens when you manage to sidestep death frequently enough. No not sidestep death. I'm not dodging the reaper. That would take effort and planning that I just can't get behind.

It's more like he doesn't have any plans for me as of now and is content to let me flop along at his leisure. Just another bug under the glass waiting for the focal point of the magnifier to reach me.

I did manage to break my big toe on my left foot.  Dastardly little buggers those toes.

They seem utterly useless 99.9 percent of the time. Some people can grab things with them and some extraordinary individuals with the need to do so can accomplish nearly as much things with toes as I do with fingers. But me, I don't use my toes.

At least so I thought. Once one is broken you come to find you used them all the damn time. How do you come to find this??? OH through trying to do things normally and encountering TERRIBLE PAIN whenever you do something out of habit that just so happens to not work with the bastardly evil that is a broken toe. Turns out I am a toe pointer! When I sit and concentrate on something, like work, or a good movie, or video games, or reading, I point my left biggie toe into the ground/carpet/flooring, whatever!

In so doing I push on my toes and bend them. Cause normally they all bend.

Well try that one out when your big toe is broken between the second and last knuckles of your toe. IT HURTS! ALOT!

And walking is interesting as well.  I didn't realize how much I roll my foot on each step. I always thought I was kind of a slouchy heel scraper kind of a walker. Nope! I am in fact a full heel to toe roller.  IT HURTS! ALOT!

I have shifted my walking to the pad area of my left foot so drasticly that my left calf muscle has been aching nearly every day because I spend way more energy using my calf muscle to steady my leg while it is tilted off to the pad side. Since I am mostly flat footed anyway this tilt is rather drastic.

Well crunchy noises aside I have learned many things about toes. And the chief thing is that they are bastardly and evil once broken.

Back to turning thirty.  It happens. I know lots of people who have done it. They all survived. The only people I know who didn't, died before they had a chance to turn thirty in the first place. They never had a chance at it.

So as long as I don't die in the next 2 hours or so I will have succeeded in making the transition from 29 to 30. If I make it through to April of next year alive then I will have mostly succeeded in surviving 30.

If I should happen to die later this year, don't  blame 30. I can tell you right now, 30 and I are on good terms, and I trust 30 completely. I don't believe it is even possible for 30 to harbor emotions of any kind, the least of all the kind of passions that would be required to kill someone, out of either hatred or love.

Nope, don't suspect 30. But you should suspect asterisks! * like that one.  I have been noticing that more and more asterisks are giving me the stink eye lately. I'm pretty sure they are planning to have me done in at some point, though when and for what reason I am unsure. Just know. I am definately uncomfortable when alone with an asterisk, and if anything happens to me this year, question them FIRST!

Well, until later!  GO BIG BLUE!