| To bed with me each night |
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Sorry, no time to update!
Here you go though:

That's me with the lovely bachelorette, York Peppermint Pattie.
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| On wheels clicking silently |
[11 Sep 2006|10:46am] |
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Howard's Sept. 11th show |
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Last night, I got home from Hershey Park around 10 or so. I hung out online and went to bed by 11:30.
Right now I am listening to Howard Stern's re-broadcast of his show from Sept. 11th, 2001. I had missed it on the way home originally. I left the city after TMBG did their signing/in store performance for Mink Car. I drove home and was conking out and slept in a McDonald's parking lot for a few hours. When I stopped by my parents' house to check my mail, I turned on the tv to see that all Hell broke loose. I called my Mom at work and asked "What is happening?" She told me of the planes hitting the towers and I said, "I was just in NYC last night." She didn't know, and as of that point, I was REQUIRED to tell my Parents when I leave the state.
Before this re-broadcast, I was going to talk about my weekend at Hershey, but this is really bringing me down.
At one point, in the park, I saw the ducks and broke into tears behind my sunglasses, missing Mom. The excuse I use to go to Hershey Park, started a few years ago, when I realized that my first trip there with my family over 24 years ago, was probably the last time I was truly happy. Back then, I still had 4 grandparents, my favorite aunt, both Parents and a positive attitude about life. Less than a year later, I learned how your relatives can die, and that you can't really be ready for anything. I saw all my happy aunts and uncles being brought to tears. I went a few years ago to get my life back in order, to think of the good times in life, I don't know. In my head it all made sense. That 8 hours on the road will clear my head, that thrilling rides and the scent of chocolate would bring me back to that time in my life, and that another 8 hours on the road would give me time to reflect on my time at the park.
All the other years, it helped alot. I came back refreshed and happy, and ready to take more punches from life. This year, all I could think about was Mom, letting me drive the cars on the track, Dad taking our picture and smiling, and me having the time of my life, back then. Now, Mom is gone, Dad is a mess, and I am more confused about stuff now, than I have ever been. These moments came and went and I was still able to have a decent time, but I didn't plan on it being a sad trip. This year, I came back, feeling like I got punched at the park.
I don't know anymore. Maybe I am getting too old to get a moment of happy youth back.
Be good.
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| And in the dark deserted station, |
[26 May 2006|05:29am] |
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I am leaving work now to get on the T to fly to Chicago to fly to LA.
I am really tired. I didn't finish packing until 1:30AM. I woke up at 3:50. I never got yesterday's nap. I am conking out. I guess that is all for now.
I love you all, if I never get the chance to say it again.
Be good.
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| Mom. |
[20 Apr 2006|08:12pm] |
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I don't have time/energy to write this up nicely, so I am cutting and pasting the conversation I just had with a friend on AIM.
Funeral was tough. I held up strong though.
There was a reception at the American Legion. I did well there as well, but while walking home alone, I lost it for 2 minutes. Was fine by the time I made it to my Parents'.
Then later today, I stopped by the grave with no one else there. Paid some more respects and felt okay to finally let the tears loose.
And I cried for a good 5 minutes or so. And that might be all. I mean, Mom was always wonderful, and I miss her and all, but we said our "goodbyes" and "I love yous" and apologies and all that. It was her time to go. No suffering, no pain, just some well deserved rest for a job well done while she was here. A life well lived, and a person well loved. So seriously, no regrets, but of course I will still miss her.
Goodbye Mom.
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| now the idiots have taken over |
[11 Sep 2005|12:48pm] |
Umm...
I made these while watching House of 1000 Corpses this morning. It was an experiment, that turned out better than I thought, however, more tweeking with pens and markers that won't smear, may result in awesomeness.
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| I’m just weary to my bones |
[26 Mar 2005|08:25am] |
Okay, I was going to do some overtime at work today, but I said "Ehh. Fuck it."
So I did some cleaning around the apartment, and took a little break to do this:

I think he looks classy as the Phantom.
Be good.
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| Welcome to Good Burger, home of the "Good Burger". Can I take your order? |
[30 Jun 2003|11:30pm] |
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You must have got this message because you are not on my friends list. Hmm... Well this is the deal, I have some relatives who are substantially younger than me, and should not be viewing what I am posting in here, and I found out they have lj accounts. However, if you can prove that you are not my relative, I will let you view this journal. I know it seems like I am a dick for posting this, but whatever, it is kinda what I have to do. I am really nice and funny and honest and whatever. Don't let this be any indication of what kind of a person I am. I am usually a lot more fun. Here, look at the parade:
Okay, anyway, if you ask kindly, I will throw you on this list, and you can be in the parade. But for now, this is all you see.
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| hmm. |
[26 Oct 1985|09:45am] |
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I just did this to see what day this falls on.
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| being borned |
[09 Jan 1977|12:05am] |
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whoa, this is some crazy world. i am just being borned. cesarian. what fun. germany! nice moustache dad! umm that is all. i am going to cry and take a nap. if i find the fucker who smacked my ass, there will be hell to pay when i grow up into a handsome tough guy, like umm shit mang, who was handsome and tough back then. burt reynolds?
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