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Thursday, January 23rd, 2014
1:36 pm
Hello lj
Longtime reader, first time (in a couple years) poster.
Friday, April 13th, 2012
12:09 am
A friend recently asked me, when I professed my lack of religion, "What caused this crisis of faith in you?" I had to laugh, because it's really the only part of my life that's not in crisis, right now.
Wednesday, March 30th, 2011
1:28 am
Sunday, February 6th, 2011
4:43 pm
The Muslim world is in the midst of revolution and I'm sitting at a bar in the middle of the largest Muslim country in the world (by population) watching CNN tell me about it. I'd like to tell you that I'm not freaked out about it, but my actions do not prove one way or the other. I'm going to get drunk, wake up, and write reports. Then I'm going to try to not skip double dutch to the airline office to buy a ticket to Singapore. Ticket from Singapore to Houston is already bought.
Saturday, December 25th, 2010
10:51 pm
Hi, kids.
Hope you're all enjoying your X-Mases and stuff. I'm listening to Indonesian pop music (I think it's a Lady Gaga song but since I don't understand the words, I'm not offended by the banality) and drinking water in preparation for another trip to the jungle. This work is fun and challenging, so you forget that you're in a country that generally doesn't believe in toilet paper. Until it's time to poop, anyways. Anyways, I gots to make some money so I can bribe the local Polisi to let me take a monkey and a Mynah bird home.
Thursday, November 4th, 2010
4:47 am
I should just go ahead and accept the fact that I am lactose intolerant and should not eat pizza, but there was a documentary on about marijuana legalization on the History Channel and I totally got sympathetic munchies and called Pizza Hut. On the positive side, watching Home Movies and farting sort of go together.
Thursday, September 9th, 2010
6:15 pm
I'm banned on posting on ginky's journal. Sorry for whatever I did, Amy.
Friday, September 3rd, 2010
12:17 am
Also, I tend to make my points known in a very melodramatic way, these days. Maybe I did it in the past, too.
12:03 am
I am feeling very unsettled. It's not like I have ever been settled, so maybe I am missing that feeling of having a "home."
I don't like it, right now.
Wednesday, September 1st, 2010
7:53 pm
Screw you guys. All my livejournal posts will be cross-posted to twitter and facebook. And vice-versa. I will make an endless feedback loop of crossposting that will destroy all the social networking EVER!

Okay, not really.
Tuesday, December 15th, 2009
11:15 pm
With apologies
Sorry I haven't updated here in a while, but facebook and twitter get all my attention, these days. It's just easier to microblog and then promise myself I will make a post with some substance later based on my previous mircoblogs, but I am lazy and unwilling to repeat myself.

On Monday morning, I was told by my cow-orker that there had been a murder in South Austin, at the corner of Stassney and Congress, an area that I know well. You see, there are two taco stands that are my customers down there, with two more customers spitting distance from there. When I found out that somebody shot and killed a taco-stand worker, my heart sank. I hoped, first, that it wasn't Juan from Chilangos, and then I found out it wasn't and felt guilty for trying to pick which taco stand worker got shot and then felt even worse when I found out it was the guy from La Sureña, who I liked, but not as much as Juan.

They were newcomers to the area, and made some good tacos, and were regular customers, I saw them twice a week.
Part of my job is meeting new taco stand customers and introducing our propane deliver service to them. Yes, you can find cheaper, but they don't show up at your doorstep regularly to free you up for customer service, and fifty cents per tank is not that much cheaper when it comes down to it. That's what I do.

Monday was busy, but not as busy as usual. A small thought hung over my head, though. "What made someone want to shoot and kill the guy from La Sureña on a Sunday at 3PM?"

We got there at 3PM, today. We got to see the police "crime scene" stickers and the bullet holes. I got to talk to the shop owner, dressed in all black, whose parking lot they occupied. "Why?" we asked each other. It's all so senseless.

Three tortillas and two little heaps of meat sat on the grill, waiting to be made into tacos. A vent over the grill had an incongruous hole in it. "He must've been shot in the head. I hope he didn't have to suffer," said my coworker.

I took several pictures with my phone, then deleted all except the "police crime scene, do not enter" sticker with the handwritten word "homicide" and the appropriate numbers to call on it. Sorry, but you can't share this shock and lack of understanding with me.
Monday, September 14th, 2009
10:41 am
Duck ride!
This past weekend, my mom, dad, brother, sister-in-law, and niece came to Austin, and we went on the duck-ride. Amphibious truck-boats take you on an hour long tour of downtown and Lake Austin. This was a fun time and Avery (niece) enjoyed herself way more than when she was in an elevator. The tour guide/driver/captain was very entertaining, and I'm going to recomend it to visitors, from now on

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Thursday, August 20th, 2009
5:41 pm
This drives me nuts.
A square block of my neighborhood closed off by police, 2 APCs with S.W.A.T. on the side, 6 motorcycle units, 20 unmarked police cars, an ambulance, 60+ policemen in my neighborhood, and I can't find it on the news.
Saturday, July 25th, 2009
12:30 am
Oh, I've seen that chapter in your eyes...
I'm still not used to this laptop keyboard, but I am getting better.
I only had to backspace three times and one of those was Radar stepping on my keyboard. (Editors note: So far)
I've been a failure at trying to keep my coworker out of trouble. Everything I say in his defense is not treated well, makes me feel stupid, and reminds me over and over why I am an employee and not an employer. I could elaborate on this if I was more eloquent, but it will have to sit for now. Other than that, work is fabulous.
Except for the whole severe dehydration thing. I am of Northern Celtic stock, and not built to survive summers with more than 8 or 9 100 degree plus workdays. I have weeks of 8 or 9 hundred degree plus days, now. What do you mean there are only 7 days in a week? I guarantee there were 10 100 degree plus days last week! I would bet my depleted gall-bladder on it!
Thursday, July 23rd, 2009
10:00 pm
Jesus, people, know your rights, okay?
Friday, July 10th, 2009
7:32 pm
My car is temporarily dead, but I am not on to let things like that depress me.
I'm letting my temporary lack of money depress me, instead.
Wednesday, July 1st, 2009
11:38 pm
The cat...
...just brought me a present. I thought Hobbes had spit a bb on me. The little metal pellet that comes out of an air rifle. The small, spherical kind, not the .22 caliber CO2 powered kind.
Anyways, the little bob-tailed bastard jumped up on the couch next to me and spit it on my arm.
I guess cats lack true lips and therefore cannot purse their mouths and properly spit like a camel or a third-baseman, therefore Hobbes really mouth-dropped his bb on me. Like a dog dropping a ball so he can fetch it, again?
Anyways, my cats don't play fetch, and they rarely bring me hunting trophies, so I assumed he had just lost interest in the damned bb. Then, he dove head first at it and grabbed it, again, and then dropped it, again, on my arm.
Then it started crawling on me. Hobbes had brought me a damned wood-louse. Or Rollie-pollie. Or Doodle-bug. Whatever.
Sunday, June 21st, 2009
3:47 pm
How redneck can you be?

Yesterday, after delivering some propane, we jumped in the pick-up and took a boat to the lake. We went bass fishing. We drank light beers, including Lone Star Light, and used a sonar fish-finder. We peed in the lake. At about 5:30, we took a break to grill steaks and french-fry some potatoes in a turkey fryer. After eating, we returned the boat to the lake and fished until 8 the next morning, while drinking Jaegerbombs. We then returned to the pop-up camper and slept until noon.

How to lose your redneck card:

In 20 hours of fishing, we only caught one fish each.
Friday, April 24th, 2009
7:44 pm
God damn it. Birthday dread, again.
Wednesday, April 1st, 2009
11:44 pm
I need to learn to be fun-loving
April Fool's Day just kills me because I come up with very elaborate, very sadistic jokes to play on people. Then I talk myself out of playing any sort of jokes.

Example: I lucked into a ticket to see Leonard Cohen, tonight, and thought of several jokes such as "L.C. just keeled over on stage! April Fool's!" Very cruel, right?

I was sort of surprised by the reaction to the suggestion that I fake my own death.

It made me want to start an elaborate hoax that didn't involve someone dying, but that just sort of curdled in my brain's mouth until I couldn't even think about it.

I'm just not as hilarious as I think I am.
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