September 2007

Madeline McCann is the British girl that went missing in Portugal a while back. At the time I posted about her on all of my sites as well as another I was guest blogging at. Her parents have been very instrumental in keeping her in the public eye while Portuguese police have been trying to find her. Apparently they have been named as suspects in her disappearance by the Portuguese police. More on the story can be seen at Fox news.

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I stopped by Eric’s site earlier in the day before I went to work and finally put up a post. Being as how the last time I was there I crapped all over the place with my poorly executed Photoshop and left the refrigerator door open I though that perhaps I would post something at least resembling writing before things degenerate too much. Of course there is always later in the week…

Hang out over here for any length of time and one cannot help but start reminiscing about past events and childhood. I don’t know what it is but Eric just brings out the child in some of us. Maybe it’s that poetic prose that lulls me into a numb sleep or maybe it’s just that guy lurking in the background with a shovel ready to beat the hell out of. I guess we’ll never know. Shovel Boy and the wife should be in Europe by now and I hope they are having a wonderful time. I was pleasantly surprised when he asked me to come back after posting that picture of his manboobs the last time he was on vacation…

One thing I was reminiscing about was my tenth birthday, which is one that I remember with great clarity, or at least enough fondness to retell the story enough times that I won’t forget…

We never had a great deal of money growing up. We weren’t by any means poor, but sometimes it was a stretch to make ends meet. One year my dad decided to go out with a friend from work and help cut down trees. I don’t know if his friend sold firewood or what, but he got paid and got some firewood so it took care of a couple of birds. It so happened that he was going on my tenth birthday and dragged my ten year old self with him.

I do remember that we got up at the crack of dawn, earlier than I was used to at that time, although now it doesn’t seem such a big deal since I do it every day.. Before meeting his friend we stopped and had breakfast at a Denny’s, just me and the old man. French toast and sausage. I guess the palate holds memories for awhile as well, because I can still remember the smells.

We spent the great majority of the day (or so it seemed to a 10-year-old) out there cutting wood. I carried logs, but mostly rolled them. I am not a huge man by any means and 30 years ago I was most definitely smaller than I am now so I probably rolled most of them. I don’t remember if I was really any help at all but at the end of the day I received $10 from my old man and another $10 from his friend for working. Holy crap! Back in 1976 $20 was like a million for a ten-year-old. I don’t remember what I spent it on. Most likely candy and other garbage the kids buy, but I remember thinking I was just completely rich and I remember the feeling I got when my dad thanked me and handed me the cash. Appreciated. That was a nice feeling.

I had more to say on it this morning but have run out of words. It’s been a hella long week and I have to get ready for work shortly. Luckily I am off tomorrow and may get a bit of nice shut-eye tonight provided everyone shows up for work.

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…again.

I came home long enough to throw on a pair of shirts and a T-Shirt. The Taste of Carrollton is outside and it is usually pretty hot. Hopefully I will be home before it gets too late and will get a bit of time on the PC before I hit the sack. Only one more day and I get one off. I’m off on a Saturday woo hoo!

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I’ve got the Taste of Carrollton to work tonight so unfortunately this will most likely be it until some point this evening. I am hoping to get out of there at a decent time. I didn’t sleep worth a crap last night (obviously) and just want to come home and nap.

The big problem with naps is that if they are too long then you can’t sleep at night and the merry-go-round continues. In my case it doesn’t matter if I nap or not I am going to get 3-5 hours of sleep on the average. Some days that starts to wear on you a bit.

For those of you that are into that sort of thing I actually started a site called Sexy Thongs recently. All of the stuff that I post on Thursday Thongs will be there. I haven’t decided for sure but I may also be moving Tramp Stamp Tuesday and Thursday Thongs over to Skullfucking.net. That’s my site that I recently started. This will be the one and only time that I will link to it here. Mainly just me bitching. No ads, no paid posts, really no centent whatsoever but who cares, you just want to see the thong anyway.

Without further ado I give you a patriotic thong courtesy of HornDog3 below the fold…

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I don’t know what it is today. I woke up on time and showered but all day long I slept-walked my way through. I felt as if I were inside a bubble and couldn’t wake up. Everything else just sort of added to the day.

I had to go out about mid-morning to get some carbon paper. My store that has been having so many problems with the manager and the associates is just getting out of hand. I used to be able to order duplicate copy guest checks from our company but they are no longer available so I decided I would make my own. I went to the Wal-Mart and they had no carbon paper. No big deal, I figured they must just be out. On my way out of the parking lot I was almost hit no less than three times. I’m not one to slow down if I have the right of way but these people just weren’t stopping. I had to slam on the brakes twice to avoid an accident.

I went down the street to the Ingles and looked through their school supplies. No carbon paper. I repeated the search at the local CVS pharmacy and they didn’t have any so I decided to ask. I stood at the counter for ten minutes while this MANAGER jacked her damn jaws on the phone. She finally hung up as I was on my way out the door and said “I’m off now”. Go fuck yourself. I have no time for a business that treats it’s customers that way.

I ended up across the street at the Rite-Aid and they had none either. I don’t know what’s up. Did they all have this gigantic run on carbon paper, or maybe the carbon paper thief is back in action again trying to clone himself? Anybody else tried to buy carbon paper recently? There is no office supply place in town that I know of so I called one of the other district managers that has one across the street from one of her stores and asked her to pick up a pack for me. We have the Taste of Carrollton to work tomorrow evening so I will pick it up then.

I don’t know what it is but I just felt invisible to these people today and by the time I was driving home I was in the mood to run people off the road that got in my way.

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