I finally Received my X-mas Story

You know the really sad and pathetic part is that this year I was missing my Christmas story. I have for you know as many years waited to hear a great Christmas story. Well eventhough its 2006 and that Christmas was a week away I needed my Christmas fix. So this adaptation of the Night Before Christmas has really made me in the festive mood.

A Very Rumsfeld Christmas
A Visit From St. Rummy

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through IraqNot a soldier was peaceful, prepared for attack.Their weapons were hung on their shoulders with care,For fear that insurgents soon would be there.Their comrades were nestled restless in beds,While sad dreams of families danced in their heads.The trumpet hailed darkness with a rendition of Taps,And all settled in for their uneasy naps.When out on the runway there arose such a clatter,Soldiers sprung forward, fighter jets scattered.When, what to their wondering eyes should appear,But a spectacled man in full battlegear.With a manner abrasive, and a little faux-chummy,They knew in a moment it must be St. Rummy.With reckless bravado, his entourage came,And he whistled and shouted and called them by name:"Now Wolfie! Now Pearly!Now, Cheney and Condi!On, good old boy Bremer!On, General Tommy!To Baghdad! Fallujah!Don’t tremble or fall!Soon Tehran and Syria!We’ll blast away all!"His jaw firmly set, his eyes tightly squintedIn the lens of his glasses, confidence glinted.A national icon, a media charmer,He knows that real men don’t wear body armor.His rumbling swagger and grumbling tones,Shook all the world to the core of its bones.Nothing about him was frivolous, jollyOr flaky, effeminate or subject to folly.He’d come to give soldiers their holiday presents:Perpetual violence and local resentment;Cutting pay & vets benefits and even more:He’d signed all of them up for an additional tour.Strong peacetime strategy? A good exit plan?Not from our Rummy, a true manly man.Instead he gave greeting cards wishing them health…but didn’t take time to sign them himself.He snapped a few photos, was then on his way,Readying his return to the U-S-of-A.,The soldiers missed home, their families and pals.Rummy offered a word to boost their morale.“We fight wars ,” he explained, so firm and so gaunt,With the armies we have, not the armies we want.”Then shouted as the chopper lifted from sight,"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good fight!"

Well, if that isn't a great story I don't know what is. For me a staunch liberal, its a great story and It can be shared to many who agree with me.

Well happy 2006 to all of you. I hope that you all follow your resolutions till the end of the month. I guess I should start with mine.

Hey A Lot has happend.

Hey Readers,
Don't Think I have forgotten you all,but I have been busy. I have had a busy December. Well for starters my family is in town. Both my grandmother and uncle are here visiting me. I love that they are here but at times it gets to be boring. Plus I have been very sick. So what do you expect me to do. I am sick and I rarely get the chance to write on here since everytime I try to I am interupted by doing something else.

Well for one thing, I am glad I have the house finally to myself to write. I hope that everyone's Christmas was well. Mine was awesome. I finally got all 4 Superman Movies. So that is a great thing. Well, I have also got a lot of clothes. Which I needed since my wardrobe was beginning to look dull. I have some new underwear and t-shirts. So I am set for life. I also have been busy writing a new book. Yea I am excited I haven't really focused my time in writing my blog so I am sorry. My family has taken way to much of my time.

You know the silly thing, is that eventhough I am sick. I am trying quickily to feel better. I have had terrible headaches as well as pain in my jaw. :-( Well I am doing well. I have been thinking alot and I have been counting down the days till they are gone.

I mean I am sicker now that everyone is at the house and that I can't breathe because its so dry. Well I am still single. And I began to think how excited I am that I am going to start a new job, in 2 weeks. I am going to be a ghostwriter for a columnist. So I am going to have a lot of fun. Well I wish I was rich though, so I wouldn't have to ask about money but again I am still finincally broke. I am going to try something new, I am going to save my money and quit smoking. Yea I know I've said that before but seriously though, I am going to economize my money. I am going to save every cent I make. So I can be able to buy some clothes like I did last week.

I finally understand that Money doesn't grow on trees. Maybe with a new wardrobe I'll be able to find the mate for me.
Hehe!
Well I haven't doing much to change my behavior but I have changed my outlook on things. Its a great thing I guess. Well what else.

While I should be confident I am lacking a few things. Well I am tired and I want to go to sleep but I realize that could be just a sign of me being lazy. I don't think I am lazy but I just want to stay focused on my book. Or writing my blog. I have a lot of things to talk about. But I guess it would start with the fact that my uncle is in town. I am pretty excited that he is here but at times I feel as if he is acting lazier then me. I know that seems like a shock! But He is a great guy and I have fun with him but I don't really have anything in common with him. I thought I would but I was wrong.

Well, my grandmother is always cold and I am sweating bullets. Its a terrible situation, and to make things worse when I try at least to put the A.C. on she turns the heater to 89 to 86 and I get sick. My grandmother is a great person but just to much is to much.

Well, I am going to write some more later.

Shark on Roof

Just Imagine Explaining This Mess to your Insurance Company.

Gotta Love Office Space

My Hero Milton!

Cold !!

You know you hate the cold when this happens at work. Thanks Steph for the photo.

So shoot me,

Dearest Readers,

It has been a long time since I have written anything on this blog. Well a lot of things have happend since my last entry. First off I am sorry that I kept you guys out of the loop. Well I have been busy with holidays and me going to support groups. So when I do find time to write I get side-tracked and totally lose intrest. Well a few things have changed since my last post. First I have stopped drinking. Yeah I have stopped for now, a good 21 days since I last tasted alcohol. And you know what, it feels awesome. I have actually lost some weight and I am no longer as swollen as I used to be. Why I quit drinking is a choice I made. I realized that I could of been an alcoholic, but rather than admitting I have a problem, I decided to stop.

Well, aside from my abstinating of Alcohol. I have been busy being more socialable. I have been working on a new story idea. My latest idea is following or learning about the tailgate culture here in Houston. Doing so, I have followed people's tailgating and learned a few secrets that could be used for my next book. So I think. Well I think that so far, tailgating is basically fans who don't want to spend a lot of money on Beer inside the stadium.

Well, some tailgating things are great, while others I feel as if I am an outsider looking in.

So anyway, I have decided to follow tailgate. I have also been busy looking for a publisher. So far, I haven't one that really impresses me. I am still writing but I am mostly writing notes for my book.

Well, I have seen a few old friends that I haven't seen in ages and told them the news about my sobriety. I saw my first love, a few weeks ago, which was great except that I made a total ass out of myself. She wasn't mad, but I could tell that mom was. She is so understanding, Stephie. She is working so hard to get recognized in the fashion industry. She works for such prestigious cliental,that I am surprised that I am not seeing her on any of those glamour magazines.

Well, one thing that struck me with Stephanie, is that she is so relaxed and that she smells like lilac. Its a nice smell, but when she dresses up, when she meets clients, she looks really sexy. When its just the two of us,she dresses, Annie Hall like, wearing a tie and button shirt. It's kind of weird but she still looks good either way.
She asked me something that really stuck to me,she asked If I still had feelings for her. That question really made me think, do I? Well, she told me she had strong feelings for me but didn't know what to do. I told her I wish I had the answer quickily. My heart had told me, she was meant for me, but my brain can't stand the long distance part. So I had told her I needed to think it over.

Aside from Steph's arrival. I dealt with a major loss.A friend, I met at one of my support groups, who was battling, the same problems, that I faced died. It was a huge loss for me , cause she seemed to understand me more than anybody else. I didn't react to her death until a Sunday. Then I felt like my whole body was drained. That really hurt and I feared I may of stepped into psychosis. So I became alienated and oblivious to anyone or anything surrounding me. So I thought write about it.

Well anyway, My grandma is in town. I am happy that she is, that way I can raise hell but also be good at the same time. We are still the greatest of friends but sometime she acts like she is getting old. I never found that. Well I am thrilled she is spending X-mas with us. So is my uncle, so we can truly have a X-mas to remember.

I am ready to start my day. I hope that this is all I have to say for now. Once again, I am sorry for not writing anything sooner. I promise to write more the next time.
For now, bye.

A Day A Night A Whole Fiasco.

I first wanted to say that I had an eventful weekend. I of course figured I can write about it without fear of persecution and fear of getting beat up again. This past weekend, I was in my first fight. Of course I didn't fight back I just left. Some people just want to start trouble and even though the idea of fighting is a terrible idea. I didn't fight back. The whole fight was started by being with a crowd that didn't even want me there in the first place. I only went to the group because a friend called and told me to come. I realized that if I wasn't in the group with them, I wouldn't feel sore.

I knew when I arrived I didn't belong and I wanted to leave before getting there but I was being nice and thought it was ok to just visit the group. I learned that the group had one guy who was a total asshole and that he had a short fuse. The guy started by insulting me and basically belittling me and I would react calmly by just laughing it off and didn't think about it. Then I had to open my mouth and say jokingly Screw You. I had enough of being insulted and I thought he was going to laugh. Well he took that as an insult and started hitting me. I had told him I was simply joking and I didn't want to fight. Well, he didn't see my sense of humor and started punching me. I knew I could of fought back but I was worried I would get in trouble myself with the law. So I decided to let the guy hit me. Once I was on the ground, he started kicking me in the ground and hit my back. He seemed like he was happy that he fought me. And basically put me down. I never felt so angry in my life.

When I was getting up I told my friend, take me home. She took me home and I told her that I will never go back to a college football game on that campus especially if you call and invite me. I don't trust you and I know I don't belong with her clique. She seemed oblivious that I didn't feel comfortable there. I left and went home. I was to tired and especially sore. But I felt angry and sad that I didn't fight back.

I called my mom, to tell her about the fight and she told me I did the right thing. So that made me feel better but I felt as if I hurt my manhood. So I didn't think much of the fight, I told my dad when he came home from work that night and he also said I did the right thing but I still felt as if I should of at least had one swing.

Now its Monday and I still feel upset. I began to ask random people whether I did the right thing or not. A few said that I did the right thing while a small portion was undecided. So I figured it was easier not to dwell on it.

I just wish my emotions were able to control myself. Cause I feel extremely angry and really sad that I was in a fight and I didn't swing back.
But being a pacifist is who I am and thats what the Buddhists believe in. So I did right. Painfully, and true, If I swung back he would of got me more.

Oh well. I am still sore and won't be fully back to myself for a while. But for now, I am just going to avoid the people and the campus.
I am going to stick to Rice University.

Well,I will write more today but for now dad needs the computer.

Stewie is a Grown Man.

You agree with me. What the Duce. Stewie Griffin has grown up and was dry humped by actress Drew Barrymore. I always wondered what the hell could I say. This picture has made me laugh and I figured what the hell.

Taking a picture or at least how do I find the Flash.

How Do I Work This Camera

Luigi

Doesn't Luigi look curious to realized that his brother was a flammer.

Super gay Mario

This Picture is by far the strangest one I have ever seen. Take Gay Pride and Add it to Mario. This pic was submitted by my friend Jillian.

Youppi and Bob Gainey a match made in Heaven.

Well since the Expos left, Youppi needed a job, so how about being with Bob Gainey as a member of the Canadiens. We will always praise Youppi for he is so cool. And no Youppi is not muppet he is a really cool mascot. He is better than the Philli Phinatic. Youppi is one who makes me laugh and he is a good friend to me. So I thought what better way to welcome Youppi to the Canadiens hockey club by being with General Manager Gainey. Way to Go Youppi you rock. He will help the Habs clinche there Stanley Cup this year. So Go for the Gold with my hero, Youppi

Youppi

Fully Dressed is Youppi

i thought this was halarious with Ralph Wiggum. 

Thanks for my friend Ben for sending me this e-mail

Elmo has been spotted again. My friend Ben DeFrancisco has sent me a great picture of Elmo with Natalie Portman. Way to go Ben and I am posting your e-mail and this halarious pic and caption of Laura and Big Bird and Elmo

Glamour and Dogs.

I saw a show today "The Fabulous Life of Celebrity Pets" and I have been convinced that Maxine needs a look to make her look girly. I know that I should be happy that she is my puppy but I want or need to give her a makeover. I like the way she looks and maybe since she is my baby doghter but I want her to be pampered and look good for Saturday's football game. If I can get Maxine the look of AWW How Cute. know I will achieve something. I am thinking of what she needs is a wardrobe like Tinkerbell but without the whole glamour hoopla. I am thinking maybe I get her clothes for when she goes out with me. I mean she is fine, without any fancy clothes but something that shows people she is a pretty lady dog. I am thinking of what Maxine needs is a beautiful dress or a puppy raincoat if it rains.

I will check out clothes at PetSmart and see how much they are so I can makeover the dog. I was thinking of doing this while she gets groomed. I am thinking if she wore a hat or something adorable, then chicks will like that. I want dress her like my little baby. I have thought also of going to Resale shops and find some baby clothes for a 2 yr old. She would look cool and would fit my budget. I know what your all thinking but if she looks good I assume I will to. But I also know I shouldn't dress her just because she is a dog. But her look could change people's perspective on what I am as her father.

I know I shouldn't be making a big deal out of the thing but I am just thinking of the perspective. I always think she looks cute but with a girly thing she could look really adorable. I am just thinking of what should she look like and how she should behave if I take her out to the world. Its just a fantasy but I want her to represent me,and have girls all stare at her and think she is good.

Well aside from the Glamour of the dog, I am thinking of clothing myself I am trying to revamp my sense of style. I am thinking I want to look like someone my age rather than looking like a bum always wearing a T-shirt and jeans. I want to look modern and 25. I have many t-shirts and I always look sloppy even if the shirt is clean. I have to think of ways to change my style without going over the budget. I have a large selection of dress shirts and jeans but I want something that can easily designed for a modern hot male like me. I am thinking I should start Ironing my clothes once they are out of the dryer,but I am thinking of what can I do. I also have to shave everyday and wear better socks then the socks I have normally. I realize that I shouldn't over do my new look but I just want to stop being single and look good at the same time. I am trying to figure out what is a great look for me. I have finally lost the weight that was bulging me and I am eating right but I just want something that makes me look hot. I have seen so many average looking people get hot women and I feel envious. Its just me but I am tired of looking plain. I am trying to find something that looks good. I hate that I feel ugly with a world of pretty people but thats me.

I sometimes explore myself and wonder do I have the right look. I tend to neglect the fact that sometimes my look is that of a yucky man. I also realize I have to much body hair but I don't want to shave my whole body but I just want to be clean cut and look good. Its just a personal belief I have. I also want to stop having black heads on my nose and have a good haircut. I am trying to think of what and how I should look. I want to look like a GQ model but right now I look like a D&D Quarterly. I am just trying to find something I can do to look good. I have thought of ways to change my look and afford good clothes to match the body. Hmm! I can quit smoking,but its hard. I am also trying to find ways to quit without killing me. I have ideas but I am trying to solve the issue. Once I quit smoking maybe the tan on my hand will fade away. I doubt it,but I am just seeking some solution to help quit. I hate to that I am so image conscious but I hate being single.

Well anyway, I am going to start a new project today and I will keep you up to date on it.

Again a thought.

Jack Kerouac and François

Hey readers,
I have thought of this before and have mentioned in previous entries that I am the Kerouac incarnate. Jack and I seem to find more paralles then before. I have slowly discovered that Kerouac has taken over my life and that we are so closely similar. I figured that once I get my book published I will need to have a group of bizarre poets and hang out with them just to get my way across. I figured that Jack and I have another thing in common, Kerouac's mother was named Gabrelle mine is Danielle freaky. Both Jack and I don't drive but we both know how to. We are both severe drunks who are friends with some poets. I figured that Kerouac and I have a few other things, we both seek the wisdom of something higher up. He has been a great source and role model for me. I have always admired Jack and I began to explore more about him and found that he too was Mentally Ill. I find these similarities and that I am closely related to Kerouac then I thought.

I can easily dub myself the NEXT Kerouac. I joked with my friends that I am possibly an idealist but the more I look into meditation and rencarnation. I am slowly believing that I am a closely an idealist like Jean Louis. Its ideal that it could be the similarities but I find these similarities closer to me then usual. I think if I put my imagination together I can find that Neal Cassidy could closely be Michael. But I haven't really pictured the two but I will examine further.

I began to explore the scopes of aggie jokes

I have a great friend, two of them actually who both went to Texas A&M and well they figured they were both smart enough to leave because of that wimpy storm Hurricane Rita. Both of them also figured out that my best friend is at U.T. so they sent him a copy of this halarious picture of Aggie Education really screwing up.

So when you figure out the two dumb things about Aggies, come to realize that U.T. fans will have more fuel to add to the bonfire.

Trust Me A&M may be very good education but they should stop and think before they post plywood.

Elmo Contest take pictures and find pictures of Elmo.

Elmo and Weird Al Yancovic
Kick off the new contest. Where and who is with Elmo?

Some people have asked me what happend to the weekly wacky caption contests and well I haven't had time to find any and I have been busy working.

So I have found a new way to do it. I have created Where or Who's with Elmo. Elmo you know the lovable Seasme Street Muppet who loves to be tickled. Well now we have it. The first picture is of Weird Al and Elmo.

Wereceived a few funny pictures that I thought were aptly approperate to put on
the blog. Today I have finally saw one of the strangest Elmo celebrity sightings
and I have a picture of Elmo with Weird Al. I really think the picture is to
weird to even for me and Weird Al but hey its an Elmo sighting so any pictures
of Elmo is worth posting. So I am creating a new portion of the Where is Elmo
now. If you have a picture of Elmo feel free to e-mail it to me and I will post
it once I have it. For now the first picture is Elmo and Weird Al Yancovic I
have.

This kicks off the beginning of my new picture contests who have been seen with Elmo. I figured its a great way to find many other fans of the lovable muppet. If you have pictures of other muppet characters and celebs or just you you can also send them in to. So begin with Where and Who Is Elmo with?

Contest begin starting October 5th and ends January 5th 2006

Ok Ok Ok

What an eventful week this has been.
I truly feel like things have begun as like normally as possible.
Random Generated Thoughts projected on to words on my thoughts journal.
I began to explore the depths of truths and uncovered the reality of whats missing. I discovered that I was missing happiness and surrounded by feeling of being confused. I began to feel weird. There was a void I was looking for and I had no real answer for it. I felt like I needed to solve that void with something but what. I began to examine myself with questions. Do I do this with humor, do I do it with philososphy , with my meditation. I begin to ask the questions of what or who the hell am I? I am still plagued with these thoughts. I have slowly felt my heart beating faster and faster.

I know I don't have all the answers but I am learning to find an answer. Today I am sitting here trying to understand me. What am I? I have an idea but I have no answer. I am confused with my thoughts. I am so to the point with my thoughts. Its like I am surrounded with a feeling of an immediate rush. I am an acting like an idiot in the world. I am not a stranger but I am not a fool but I am just being me.


What am I doing but writing. This is just my mind rambling with my medication but I feel still different. I feel very questionable. I am unable to answer my simple questions I am stuck in this mode what is wrong with me. Why do I feel trapped? I feel liked I am caged inside. I need an escape go back into a dillusional state or die trying. I am without boundries my mind is so full of energy its caving in.


My skin is really ready to leash out and ready to be primal. I am human but I feel like I should be a caveman. I feel like screaming but I have no voice. What the hell is wrong with me today. I started off without taking any wellbutrin and now i just feel so clear but its so wierd. What is this drama that I am waiting for and that I am still getting it. I am free to express myself.


Free my thoughts to explain this. This was just how my mind wrote today it has no meaning but to me. So if you don't need an explination just read it to see how I wrote a free base of ideas of words randomly picked to make sentences. Its my version of a lyrical device like Howl by Allen Ginsburg.

but anyway i am sorry i haven't written in a while. I will explain later how I feel.