Review of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy (Widescreen Edition)

Now let me start by saying I never did read these books. I dunno why. I just never have. After watching the movie, I probably never will. That's ok though. I live with someone who has, and if I have any questions, I just ask her. So let's get on with the review.
This movie was silly. It had funny moments. It has it's share of momenst of hilarity. But it's also dumb. But, for some reason that in itself is also kind of funny. The visuals were stunning. The shining moment is when they hit the "Planet Showroom" aka a warehouse of terraforming delight. In simple words they make planets. They design the land, sky, air, flora, the oceans and people and animals. Of course some of the gags do get old. But it is a comedy. In the end it does its job. It entertains you. Now Season said, "it was quite faithful to the book, although it didn't cover everything." Now for me, that's a good thing. Who wants to see a movie that is a word for word retelling of a book. I had the Read-Along records and tapes as a kid, and I personally don't want to have one as a movie I will pay $15-20 to see in a theater, and personally all the so and so said's would get annoying, but that's just me. All in all, I was entertained. Mostly by Marvin (who was voiced by Alan Rickman and played by Warwick Davis) as the manic depressed, completely ignored and forgotten robot who verily enough, saves the day.
so on this Friday, I remain

Jose

from Earth...

Mostly Harmless.

SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT

something to think about...because I agree....so does Season...well with the political aspect (well kind of) of it, I dunno, you read it and tell me what ya think.

From the Dec. 29, 2005, editions of the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel
Gay marriage ban isn't fair

By DEAN MUNDY

There are two bills just passed by the Wisconsin Senate that will most likely be up for referendum in the near future. I must admit, I'm torn between the two sides on each bill.

The first is the amendment to the Wisconsin Constitution defining marriage as being between a man and a woman. It looks like a sure thing to pass the Assembly and be on the ballot in November. The second is a bill to ask the public if Wisconsin should reinstitute the death penalty. I will tackle that in a later column.

First of all, I'm a conservative. I'm a Christian, yes, even one of those "fundamentalists" who believe one should do what the Bible teaches and who many suspect are trying to take our country down the road to theocracy. Whatever.

I admit that the Bible, for me, clearly teaches that marriage is between a man and a woman only. You don't have to read far to see that. In several places.

The most widely quoted by opponents to a biblical view is the verse in Leviticus about stoning homosexuals. Unfortunately opponents usually ignore Paul's teaching in Romans 1, what God told Adam and Eve early in Genesis, and, most importantly, Jesus' repetition of that definition in Matthew 19.

Now why this makes me a "homophobe" or a person who hates homosexuals, I have no idea. I believe smoking is wrong, but I don't hate smokers. I believe getting drunk is wrong, but I don't hate drunkards. I believe divorce and adultery are wrong, but I don't hate divorced people or those who commit adultery. I believe, well, you get my drift, I hope.

Many on the left see this amendment as a political ploy, and for many who voted for it, that would be true. But I think there are others, many others, just like me who believe homosexuality to be wrong. They feel we need to do something about it.


But I'm not in favor of this amendment. For me, it's a matter of fairness and justice. Homosexuals should have the same opportunities that heterosexuals do. It's as simple as that.

I believe that under our form of government, people should have equal protection under the law. This would include homosexuals.

My fellow conservatives and friends in the religious right are, no doubt, readying e-mails and letters to straighten me out. Hey, I know what they are going to say. The arguments are familiar. I've heard them and made them myself before.

They will write me about how this will lead us down a slippery slope to a time when polygamy, etc., will be made legal also.

They believe that we must defeat this is to defend marriage. If so, it's a last-ditch defense.

Look, marriage and families have been under stress for years and not just from homosexuals and liberals. Poverty, single parenthood, materialism, the feminist movement, divorce, people living together and other things add to the stress. We on the right are wrong to just blame the homosexual "agenda."

Other conservatives might insist that homosexuals receive equal treatment now. They can marry anyone they want as long as it's someone of the opposite sex.

Isn't this a little bit like Henry Ford when he said one could have any color Model T they wanted as long as it was black?

I'm conflicted, I admit, because like everyone else, I tend to vote my values. Those on both sides of the issue say the values are clear. I'm not so sure.


As one seeking to minister Christianity, I have to go back to how Jesus lived his life on Earth. Contrary to the opinion of most, it's not that Jesus never got angry (look at how he cleansed the temple and condemned religious leaders, for example).


But he did respond to the down and out with compassion. The adulterous woman was saved from her rightful doom. Lepers, prostitutes, tax collectors, drunks - he sought them all out to do good to them. I cannot do less to those who are homosexual.


As I've mentioned, other people whom I believe are living wrongly are free to do so legally. Why shouldn't homosexuals have that opportunity?


It's only fair, really.


Dean Mundy of Waukesha is a self-employed missionary. His e-mail address is thoughtfulconservative@gmail.com


Jose

Review of Shut Up

WOW!! You know when I first heard this CD I was umm well, kind of impressed. She has that whole punk/pop thing going for her, along with being the daughter of one of the greatest rock/metal dad's of all time. So Season played this CD for me, and well umm...I really liked it. It's been burned and is one of the staple road trip CD's in my car. Which kind of says alot. It's in the company of Vai's Sex and Religion, Pearl Jam's Ten, Beggars and Thieves, Vain's No Respect, Jellyfish's Bellybutton, and Little earthquakes by Tori Amos. So it is in the company of some really great music and some great musicians. Now don't get me wrong some of the songs are kind of lame, but the overall vibe is truly awesome and most imprtantly....FUN!!! So check it out.

Jose

IT'S BEEN A LONG...ALTHOUGH IT HASN'T

Ya know one of the greatest things about life is the people you meet. I have met some great people in my short existance, and I've met some extraordinary people in this short time I have spent on this little blue planet we call Earth. And there are times when I meet people who will forever be in my heart and my prayers. By chance today, I was going thru my yahoo mail list, and found a couple who had inspired me in looking for true happiness with my partner. The worst feeling is that I can never tell them that, because to do so, would cause the self righteous drama queen from hell to go off and I would never want for them to deal with that. They are probably one of the last "GREAT COUPLES" I will never ever get the chance to see again. So I will never be able to tell them how fortunate I was to meet them. How it fills my heart with absolute and true joy and that they inspired me, to find my true love and to tell her what she means to me. How to this day I still do, and will always consider them one of my truest friends. I will never be able to tell them any of this, and because of that, my heart is heavy and sad. But I hope that if J & R still read this lil waste of space I call home, I hope they will know that I am truly thankful to them and that my heart beams with absolute joy for them. I hope that they know that I am grateful for them in so many more ways than I can ever tell them and never be able to TO tell them. So thank you my friends. ABove and beyond everything else thank you.

Jose

Confessional

THE ICE, THE FOG, THE SIBLINGS...A MERRY KISSMAS...MUAH, MUAH


Well hello and Merry Christamas to all of you from all of me. It seems like it's been a long time since I came on here armed with a cigarette (a whole pack so I'm ready to write for a wee bit) a few beers (BUD light Baby), and with some piss and vinegar. So let's get to it.
Day 1simply called the drive. You see we had the weatherman tell us the forecast, which called for freezing rain for most of the state. Well I'll be damned, that grimy lil bastard was right. We thought we could actually beat this forecast, considering they are usually wrong, well for once they were right. Luckily it wasn't until we hit Wasau that the weather decided to take a big ole stinky on us, which it very gladly did. Up intil this point we were making good time. I was jammin out to Kelly Osbourne (look for the review coming up soon), when all of a sudden, the pavement stopped making noise. Now anyone who drives on the expressway, knows that there is usually a sound as the tires of your 2+ ton vehicle makes on the road. Well we had nuffin. No noise. No "bumps" I mean it was smooth as glass. Well. let me tell you slowing down, turning Kelly off, and the seat belt coming on(in that order) was my new reason for being. Season was sleeping and I was NOT gonna wake her up for that. As a sidebar, I am REALLY glad I got new tires the weekend before. So we went from trucking by at 72 MPH to cruising by at a crisp 30-40 MPH. The usual 4+ hour drive became an almost 6 hour trek. Thank goodness that we eventually ended up behind a salting truck. It did make the drive feel a lot safer...at a blistering 20-25 MPH. FINALLY we get to our destination. One of Season's high school friends runs a resort, and she had a vacancy, so she let us stay there. We crashed hard. we slept. All was good.
Day 2 we went to mothers house. Although technically it was day 1, we finally got some sleep, so for arguments sake let's callit day 2, ok? We got to mothers house, and it was a very cool time. We talked, we laughed, a general sense of well being was had. THAN...the siblings started to arrive. First are Seasons 2 sisters. Umm did you ever watch the Disney movie Cinderella with the wicked step sisters Well make them real sisters and we got it pretty close. It was again another UNIQUE experience. The drama queen and the baby of the family, storm into the house, mother MUST tend to the 2 precious (dripping with sarcasm) darlings. Than it became a little more than this man could take. Thankfully a heavy fog, a 15 minute drive and the whole "YAAAAWN! You know we did come in pretty late today, and we need some rest" excuse came in handy. We said bye. We went "home".
Day 3, or DAMNIT TURN OFF THAT ALARM CLOCK!!! So yeah we said we would join them for breakfast. Ok I know that breakfast at McD's ends before I get up. But for the love of god...I would wake up at 6am if it meant having HOMEMADE CRAMEL ROLLS again. I would betray Christ himself and gladly take the name Judas 2.1 if it meant having (did I mention) HOMEMADE CARAMEL ROLLS. So we devoured, and by the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, we did devour what was left of these little oven warmed bites of sin. Than we left. As my momma used to say, "never overstay your welcome", so we didn't. We hung out with Seasons HS friend and her husband. We chatted for a bit. Than we had to get ready for the Christmas Eve with and...did I mention and yet?? YES I mean and her brother. Well you know Rainman. Well take away the autism, the likeable factor, the people skills and common sense...well there you go. Nuff said.
But over all it was a really nice Christmas eve. In the end there was a lot of laughter and joy. There was family and togetherness. But most importantly there was the a begining and an end.
Day 3...ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow. Yes there was soreness. There was exhaustian. There was the need for much and many fluids. Than there was the passing out, yet no alcohol was involved this day. Just a whole lot of passion, sweat, love and desire.
Day 4, the vacation ends. It did. We drove home, spent 4 hours or so on the road. Spent 2-3 hours with my mom. Did some most absolutely neccasary clothes shopping at Wal-Mart. Came home. Christmas weekend over...
God that really sux.

Jose

Review of The Redemption of Althalus

This is one of those books that starts out fantasic. It has great likeable characters. It has witty dialouge. It has fantastic feel. But it has a weak ending. Sadly, for me the ending was so weak, that it actually took away from the overall enjoyment of the book. The book has gods, magic, thieves, sorcery, epic battles and affairs of the heart. I guess the way the book was feeling I expected more of a bang to finish it. But it doesn't have that. It has an ending. It fit the story. I just think it left the reader wanting, ok, so it left thisreader wanting just a little bit more.

Jose

Review of American Gods: A Novel

Fun? YES!!! Enlightening? ABSOFRIKKENLUTELY!!! A solid book with all the joy and heartache that any book can give you. It belongs in your collection. It truly does. So go out and check it out from a library or buy it from your local bookstore, either way....YOU WILL NOT BE LET DOWN.

Review of Maximum Ride : The Angel Experiment

Read it!!!!!!! Love it!!!!! It's a fun book. Although it does belong in a young readers collection we adults will love it too....DID I MENTION THAT YOU SHOULD READ THIS BOOK!!!!!! NOW!!!!!

Jose

SEASON SAYS

I think too much. At first, we spent between 10 and 12 hours a day together. Then we moved, and spent 24 hours a day together until he found a job. That cut it back down to 12 hours a day together. Which was tough, but we still got to see each other a lot. Then I got a job. Now we have 4 hours a day together. So, when he gets home, I'm waking up. I don't wake up well. It takes at least 20 minutes for my brain to function, but it can take up to 2 hours. That makes every second we have together so precious to me. And I think I should tell him this, I should tell him that....but it all seems so trivial. And I don't want to waste a second, and instead, I end up wasting all of it. When he gets home, he wants to relax, of course. And I want him to, so a lot of times, I don't say, please come here, sit by me and talk, hold me. I say, are you hungry? I'll make you something, what do you want to eat? And I say I love you a lot. But that's almost all I say. I don't say, I miss you. I hate sleeping without you. I hate that we don't have as much time together as we used to. I say nothing. Then, if I decide to jump into the silence with something, I say the most inane bullshit that I possibly can. And I wince inside. Because I should be telling him how I feel, other than watching him, loving him in silence, and being caged by it.
But, I'll be damned if I continue making the same mistake. Because I love him, I miss him, and, yes, I need him. I refuse to let myself throw away the best thing in my life.

Season

SILENCE...THE WORST SIN

I'm wrong a lot. I accept that. It's the nature of being the human animals that we are. There are levels and degrees in all the things we do, that drive and steer us in the directions that we eventually travel. And the worst way to travel that road is in silence. Silence destroys relationships and people. Silence is the worst sin. It is worse than lying because even when lying there is some form of communication, although it is misinformation, it is still a passing of ideas between two or more people. Don't get me wrong, they're still both wrong, but silence is worse. There are no thoughts expressed. No feelings shared. No truths are being told. There is nothing at all. The reason that this sin perpetuates is because it takes two or more people that continue to feed it. When one person stops talking, so does the other. When that happens, it becomes easier and easier to not say anything. Soon nothing is said at all. Silence has grown into a completely different beast. It becomes a chasm. A great emptiness, that now has a life of it's own, and it's stifiling. It's a terrible cancer to any life. I know this because I have lived through it more times than I really care to remember, but I do. And I'm scared it's starting again. My life has been a long string of silence. I've accepted that. I've perpetuated it. I thought that part of my life was over when I met Season. We would spend seconds, minutes, hours and days talking. We couldn't stop talking. We couldn't stop communicating. Whether it was verbal or physical, we shared everything. Than...we stopped. I don't know when it happened. I just know it did. We still have some moments, but the silence is still king. The silence still rules. Season has grown up in a world where silence was and is the rule of thumb. In the beginning, there was no silence at all. All there was us. All there was communication. All there was pure joy, pure love and pure hope. Now as we fast forward to the present, it's not like that anymore. Silence. Goddamn fuckin silence. It's like feeling the hands of fate closing around your throat, squeezing until you can't breathe anymore. Choking you with a steel grip until you hope and pray that it just stops. But it doesn't. You look up and see beautiful eyes staring down at you. And you are grateful for the few minutes that you share together. And if God willing you get another day with the woman who fills your heart and soul with the simple idea of love and joy. It's all true. I love Season. I am a nonexistant entity without her. I am nothing. But she fills me, enriches me and she fill's me with hope. Well you know what...fuck it...I'm done. I'm crashing now. I'm gonna get some sleep. Good frikken night.

Jose

I'M ON A LAME TRAIN, I GOT A FIRST CLASS TICKET ON THE NON STOP TO NOWHERE

where it takes me I don't know, I guess the tracks you make are your own.....

and I wouldn't have it any other way. Hello again one and all...finally got the I-net connection going,and if all is good it'll last more than the 3 days it lasted last week. Now thank you Faster Pussycat for the lyrics to Nonstop to Nowhere from their seemingly rare 3rd cd Whipped. It seemed only fitting. Why?? Well let me tell you. Hehehehe. You see, I'm back where I began...sorta. I'm back in my apartment, where I started to write this thing on a almost kind of regular schedule. It's the same apartment, where I met the people from Rivendale, where I moved out of (kinda sorta) and where I'm back again. But this time it's different. I first moved in because my girlfriend at the time had pretty much told me to hit the road. So I was miserableand and usually drunk or high, for the first 2 months. Than I got a roomate, that was a mistake. He was a mooch and about a month after that I told him he had to get out, because my cousin was moving in. That was a little bit better. Atleast now I had a guy who was willing to share some of the living expenses aka he paid for some of the booze and pharmaceuticals. Now although this was a better situation, I was having a crisis of my own. You see by the time he moved in, I was seeing this girl, and I was really interested in one of her friends. Well blah blah blah...I moved to Rivendale, blah blah blah fell in love, got engaged and moved back to Waukesha.
I had told my cousin he could have the place, because Season and I were gonna find one of our own, and moved into my soon not to be stepfathers house. That was a frikken nightmare. That actually tested Season and myself more than anything. We stayed there for about 7 weeks, and my cousin had some troubles (more on that later), so we ended up moving into my old apartment, and that brings me to here.
Well I guess if for some reason this is your first time checking out my lil waste of space, I think I just clued you in on the last 20 months of my life. If you been reading this for a while I just did the first season recap you get in the first episode of a second season show. So now that I got that over with...
Ok where do I start. Oh yeah I got a job...and as usual, I hate it. I work in a metal fabricating place in Wales, WI. It's about 15-20 minutes from the homestead, so it isn't that bad of a drive. I've officially become a CNC operator/ material shearer/ material former. What the hell does that mean? It means I cut metal, put holes in it and I bend it into funny shapes. The plus...I only work 4 days a week (Mon-Thurs 330 PM till 2AM), I get paid every week and I have a really cool boss. The downside (and I expect this little bit of news will make one person happy) I only get a weekend of Season, meaning just Saturday and Sunday and I work with a misogynist.
Now don't get me wrong, I'm grateful I have a job, and I'm grateful for what it pays, but I just wish there was more brain work involved. But it is a job and I'll deal with as long as I have too. Albeit, there is one thing about this job that has me in stitches everytime I work. There is a sign above the urinal (hand written on a peice of painted white aluminum) which reads "PLEASE NO BUTTS IN THE URINAL". Now if for some reason you have no clue what a urinal is...
well there you go. It's a place where we men can do our business standing up. Not to be confused with a where we do other business... but you get the point. So as you can tell, There is only one place where "BUTTS" can go and it aint a urinal. And now you know why that sign kills me everyday.
So what else is there...oh yeah, I'm working on and archive/poem/song/story blog because blog-city only allows a finite number of blogs postings for us cheap bastards who don't want to pay money to fill the I-net with ramblings, so look for that in the near future. Well my little chitlins,I think I've wasted enough of your time today, but don't worry. Tomorrow will bring yet another thrilling (YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) adventure of yours truly. So as the morning sun comes up, I'm going down...hehehehehehe.

as usual I remain
Jose

SOMETHING TO TIDE YOU OVER

Just a damn good post...http://waiterrant.net/?p=211 oh and if you aren't reading it you should...

TTYS
Jose

THE TRUTH OF WHAT MAKES MOMMIES AND DADDIES

I was out walking with my 4 year old daughter. She picked up something off the ground and started to put it in her mouth. I took the item away from her and I asked her not to do that.
"Why?" my daughter asked.
"Because it's been laying outside, you don't know where it's been, it's dirty and probably has germs" I replied.
At this point, my daughter looked at me with total admiration and asked, "Wow! How do you know all this stuff?"
"Uh,"...I was thinking quickly, "All moms know this stuff. It's on the Mommy Test. You have to know it, or they don't let you be a Mommy."
We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes, but she was evidently pondering this new information.

"OH...I get it!" she beamed, "So if you don't pass the test, you have to be the daddy."

"Exactly" I replied back with a big smile on my face and joy in my heart.

Enjoy...
Jose

JENNY AND TROY'S MARRIAGE ADVICE

Here's a tidbit of information, that I think needs to be said....
http://www.blackscliff.com/bloggie/index.php?mode=viewdate&date_no=22&month_no=11&year=2005
enjoy.....
Coming soon....updates!!!!
enjoy and see y'all very soon.
Jose

CEREALITY

hehehe tooo cool, a cereal bar....I shit you not...enjoy

Jose

OK OK OK...VERY VERY SOON...I'LL HAVE A FULL BLOWN UPDATE

Just got the i-net going, and it's friken late at night or early in the AM, depending on how you look at it....but within the next few days I'll be back on a regular schedule....kinda like taking metamucil for the blog......be back in just a bit to let you all know what the hell my simple life is up too.....

Jose

HELLO AND I'LL BE BACK ON HERE AGAIN...VERY SOON

Well well well, I stil have people who read this...good for us...well I'm sorta back for a second today and very very soon I'll be here to let you all know what I've been doing since I have been net'less for almost 2 months....for now this will be the end, but I'll be be back to do my halloween updates...a man's gotta have hobbies and masturbation tho it is fun, does not count as a hobby.
Jose

HELLO AND GOODBYE...SORTA

Hello all you fiends and fiendettes, I have some very cool personal news. I was at Shopko last week, and we walked down the bathroom frillies aisle. Now most men don't even know this aisle exists. I was one of them, but I was looking for something and by Odin's good eye, I had to have it. Not to buy you silly dilly, just to use. I found a scale, not for cars or cows, but for people. So low and high I searched. In the automotive section, in ladies lingerie (now I didn't actually hope to find it there, I just wanted to be around the lace and satin....I"M KIDDING!!!!!!!!) and than the toy section. Nope didn't find the scale there at all...but I did find a very cool singing deer head (that Season refuses to let me purchase:( ). So Season finally askes me "What the hell ARE you looking for?", now those may have not been her exact words, but damnit it's funnier this way. So I tell her I need to see a scale, so she starts singing "DO RE MI FA SO LA TI DO", and than starts giggling. I was unamused. She than takes me by the hand, and walks me down this aisle. Did you know that toilet seat covers come in wide array of colors? Or that you can buy porcelain toothbrush holders that can match a plastic garbage can, and a plastic soapdish? Also did you know that there IS a difference between a shower curtain AND a shower liner? Well I do now. Because that was where the scale was, in the bathroom frillie aisle. So Yup, I grabbed a scale ( a cheap one just in case it broke and I actually had to buy it). I was hoping for it to lie to me. Last time I jumped on a scale, I was 356 lbs. Yes I was officially no longer just fluffy, I was damn near chunky monkey. So I stood on the scale. It went around and around and than it slowed down and stopped. It didn't keep going like an airplane propeller. It actually stoopped. It kept hopping from 219 lbs to 227 lbs. So I avereaged it out. I'm as close to 224 as I can be right now. I'm actually aiming for 200 lbs, and I'll be as happy as a prostitute and a gyno convention. Oh and good bye for a little bit, sorta. We're gonna be getting dial up so the updates will be a little more spread out for a little bit. As in every other or so day. Just to let y'all know. Ok Like some belly buttons, I'm outtie.
Jose

ONE OF THE FUNNIEST THINGS I'VE READ IN A LONG TIME

http://www.deadpan.net/housewife/2005/08/02/may-the-force-be-with-you/
Good lord, and I thought I was a SW junkie...LOL
Jose

A RECENT NOTE LEFT FOR ME

I love you. I can hardly wait for work to be over tonight so I can see you. I miss your smile when you're not here, but when I close my eyes I can see it. And then I smile.
wow, I'm all mushy in notes. weird
Love you
your wife

I love you too,
Jose

INTRODUCING SEASON

LOL...Season will on occasion be joining me on here. To add clarity and sometimes a whole lot of humor. And I guess there might even be an occasion when she will fly solo to tell you stories, anecdotes and yes even the embarrising tale once in a while. So say "HI" to her. Cuz if you don't...I'll have to put the pic of my thonged ass on here....than you'll be sorry!!!!!
jose

THE STORY OF THE NETHER GARMENTS or HOW MY UNDERWEAR SELECTION CHANGES OVER NIGHT

Ob-la-di, ob-la-da life goes on - bra... For some reason when I sat down today I had that damn song run thru my feeble brain, and since I didn't know the lyrics, I looked them up. So when it got to the line up there, I said hehehe "he said bra". Which made me remember that over the last month or so, Season and I have umm...expanded our nether region garments. It helps when the person you're with makes you feel special (no not the short bus kinda special, I mean c'mon here, I'm trying to be honest and romantic) that it also makes you feel beautiful/handsome. So needless to say we have started to let each other pick out lower coverings for each other. Me being the more shy and conservative have picked out some elegant yet tasteful garments for her. Now she on the other hand, well let me just tell you the whole story....

Over the weekend we stopped at K-Mart to shop because K-Mart still has some awesome deals. Well we were looking at the Led Zeppelin

and the Guns N Roses

lounge pants. I than remembered that I didn't do laundry...aka no clean bottom garbs, so I said I need to purchase some...thus giving me another laundry reprieve. So I was going to pick out my usual very conservative boxer briefs but alas Season would say "NAY, I forbid thee to PURCHASE SAID PRIVATE FINERY!!" Who knew she could talk like a Norse God? So anyway, she stands there like the statue of liberty holding up a package like it was her torch and her hand outstretched palm open saying is a thunderous tone "WRECTHED MAN, I NEED GOLD TO BRIBE THE KEEPERS OF THIS TRADING POST, SO THAT I MAY LEAVE HERE WITH MY NEW FOUND TREASURE!!!!!" There was a really scary gleam in her eye. So I gave her my wallet and what I can only describe as the most horrifying sound I ever heard she made this gutteral scream, (which I later found out was her hunt/kil victory scream). So when we got home, I was forced upstairs by sword point (where and when she got a sword is still a mystery to me) as she forced me to disrobe. Making lewd and suggestive comments the whole time. I was scared, but I love her so I did was I was told. Than she took her booty (you know what she got at the store...perverts) and tore open the package like Golem tearing into a fish, and threw an item at me. I caught it and she in a Xena "AIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAI" scream said put them on. Much to my horror and dismay she had bought man thongs. She wanted me to put on a thong. I gulped in the sheer horror of being so, dare I say the word?, exposed. But my love for her is great, that and the fact that she also had a crossbow pointed at me (where the hell she keeps her armory is still a mystery to me). So I did. Well they weren't that bad, but the evil glimmer in her eye....

OW!! OW!! STOP HITTING ME!! DAMNIT THAT HURTS!! NO BITING NOOOO BIIIITING!! HEY OW OW OW DON'T PULL ON THAT!! STOP PULLING MY HAIR!!!!!!!!

Ok, Season here to set the story straight. I can't believe the pack of lies he's spouting. I THOUGHT this was called the "Confessional" and would then have truth, but obviously I was grievously mistaken. "Oh lie to me Pinicchio, lie to me!!!"

So, yes, I too hate doing laundry, so I was going to purchase some new underwear and I truly was in need of new bras. Now, normally I get panties and bras similar to these. Hey, they're underwear, I wasn't seeing anyone, so what difference did it make? They were comfortable dammit! Well, obviously, they weren't sexy enough for him. So, I told him, "fine, go ahead, pick something out." I just gave him a few groundrules...nothing pink, no jewelry crap on it, no cutesy sayings (I'm too old for that shit thank you very much). I think he wandered around in the intimate apparel section for at least an hour, stopping at the flimsiest, filmiest, and yes, sometimes trashiest stuff they had there. I just rolled my eyes and walked away. The worst part was the little old lady in the section giving me looks that screamed "TRAMP!!" And the mother with her 3 young children who looked at me with sympathy. She whispered, "oh, one of those huh?" I looked down and nodded. "I share your pain," she replied.

So, after much fondling of lace and netting, drooling the entire time, he chose a variety of colors of these bras and these...thongs! Oh my dear Lord, he's making me wear a thong. Worse yet, I'm paying for these things! Ok, I can deal, again, they're going to be under my clothing and I can always wear the old panties/bra when I go to the doctor right?!? But then....he heads over to a different section. Then I knew I was in trouble. Yep, the trashy section, the one with the matching sets. The ones with chains, the ones that look like the stuff white trash girls Madonna-wannabes in the '80s wore. And he picks out...this (gasps) only this picture doesn't have the leather laces on it, so yes...the reality is worse. Give me strength! The strings on the thongs don't go up my butt as badly as I thought, I'm used to them now. Plus, since it's over 90 degrees, less fabric is cooler, so I can handle it.

Now, in retaliation, I purchased these mesh trunks for him, which he likes because he says they breathe more than the standard cotton ones he normally gets. Plus, they make his butt look AWESOME!! *evil grin* A few weeks later, he came home from Wal*mart all upset because, since I was wearing thongs for him, he thought it would be nice to wear thongs for me. But, they only had string bikinis. Well, when we were out of town, we DID find some thongs for him, which he picked out by the way. He just is too embarrassed to buy them if a female cashier is working. So, that's my job. The first set of thongs are nice, but they don't fit him that comfortably (see, as a woman I'm worried about his comfort). The most recent set, again his idea thank you very much, are much more comfortable for him. Of course, the minute we walk in the door with the new underwear, he just has to go on the runway, humming "I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it hurts...", and struts around the apartment, posing and acting all come-hither.

"HONEY I GOT YOU A DOUBLE HOT FUDGE CHOCOLATE SUNDAE!!!!!"

Wow and good frikken lord, I never thought she would leave the keyboard. Truth told, Season and I did go shopping for intimate apparel, and we did pick out the things you have seen in the links. But we did it together. Not for any other reason than the way we see each other, and the way we want each other to feel. You see she makes me feel handsome, and she tells me that I make her feel beautiful, and when we are around each other, we make each other feel sexy. So we did the underwear thing, as a way of letting each other know how, we see each other. Yeah, it sometimes gets a bit embarrising, but were in this together. As a couple. as a partnership and a very soon to be newlyweds. This was always about love and trust. Yeah there are times when doubts and fears rear their ugly heads, but we work through them. There are times when we doubt the way we look, but we look into each others eyes, and we can see how we look at each other, and how that makes us feel. So I hope this little retelling and truth saying was both fun and enjoyable. But it really was just us having some fun with truths mixed in....until next time I remain

Jose...and she remains

Season

TOO BORED TO WRITE

La la la la la la la la la la. me me me me me me me me me me me. Nothing to say today. So I' thought to do nuffin but waste some time. Ok I'm done.

Jose

I GOT A WEDDING TO GO TO

and it's not mine...well not yet. My step brother is getting married next Saturday. Season and I are going. Mostly out of obligation on my part. I really don't want to, the only real plus, is I'm going to XF's house to fill out my application for the boys home. Season get's to meet both XF and PW (Police woman who also happens to be his fiance'). They have been great friends, although sometimes XF gets a little clingy. But if it helps us move down (with a job for me) than I'll deal with it. There's a 50/50% chance that i'll even be moving back into my old apartment. Which will be nice. It wasn't much, but it was a nice place for me. Also, that way I don't have to stay with the 'rents. And...well it would be our place. When I left I told myself the only way I'll go back is if it's with all my dreams next to me. Well I'm coming back with more than just my dreams, I'm coming back with my soul and with my (by than) wife. Ok talk to you soon.

jose

WELL WELL WELL...NEW UPDATES

Hello again all you crazy cats, I just got off the phone with XF (he's a friend from the old stomping grounds, who works at the boys home I used to work at)...and he said there's a pretty good chance I can get my old job back...in a different department. Yay me...and boo me. You see emotionally it was a taxing job. The money and OT (overtime) were good. But to the soul it was draining. But that was also before I had Season. I know that no job is ever easy. But I also know with her by my side, nothing is impossible. So I gotta call his boss tomorrow and hopefully all will go good. I'll let you know what happens.

MILLION DOLLAR BABY

OK ok, yes it won a lot of awards. Yes it made a lot of money. Yes it had a lot of hype. Well IT REALLY deserves them all. All I can really say is WOW!!!! Season said "It was awesome." Yeah It was. Ok just had to say that. See y'all later.
Jose

DEAR LIL ANGEL

Dear lil angel,
I know, I ain't been writing. I been keeping you in suspense as to what I'm going to say next. Well I'm here to talk you about a angels. I don't mean the ones that have wings and play harps.
I'm not talking the Nicholas Cage version from City of Angels. Nor am I talking about the baseball team. I'm talking about the ones that we see in our everyday lives. The ones who very honestly don't see in themselves the light and beauty the truly posess. I'm talking about the ones who let us down by making sure they kill that light inside them to become little, bitter and devoid of any goodness. The ones who turn into little monsters who have nothing but hate towards the people who were willing to listen to everything they said. Who understood all that they were going through, only to run those feelings of understanding and trust through, figuratively and literally, the proverbial pile of dog shit. The ones who run away from all their issues and than blames everything they have become on everybody but themselves. The ones who use sex as a tool to try and keep someone, only to be pissed and hurt when the "sex trap" doesn't work. Than blame the person and make it all their fault. I'm talking about the ones who won't say a damn word to your face but when you aren't there, they try and ruin the lives of the only people who still have respect for them. I'm talking about the ones who can talk shit about a race, and yet the person who still sees them as an angel is a part of that race. I'm talking about no one, because you simply stopped existing, the minute you tried fucking with my family.

Jose

STUPID PEOPLE...CAN YOU PLEASE SUCK SOMEWHERE ELSE

I know for a fact, stupid, ignorant and mean people suck. I mean the kind of suck that pulls the excrement straight from the bowels. Now I can respect a mean mother fucker, who's mean to your face. I can respect the stupid person who knows he's being stupid. I can even excuse the ignorant person because simply, they don't know any better. It's when the spineless bastards (or bitches...gotta be gender friendly) decide to be all bad ass, when you're not around, that really lights my fuse. Now when they do this and try to plot to get you fired, that's just a god damn waste, especially when other bosses here you conspiring. What makes this even funnier...your partner, just quit, so that leaves you alone in said agenda. But how well did you know your partner in crime?? Did you know your partner talked more smack about you than anyone else in the department? That many of your co-workers, don't really like you at all, but don't want to deal with the drama that you will and do bring to the table? You see, I did shorten the name of my lil waste of space, because it really needed to be more precise, and well maybe if you want to be that petty, well so can I.

But I won't.

That would mean that I would have to acknowledge your existence. Honestly, my life has to many important and wonderful things happening right now to want to do that, and trust me, I really don't want that at all. But as my life continues to prosper with my future wife and family, I realize all you are doing is making it easier by removing the things in my life that I simply don't want anymore. So as my existence continues, it does so with 2 less cancers than it had just a week ago. And you know, I'm happy with that. This subject matter is done.

Jose

I DON'T GET IT

Hey all sorry again. For the last 4 or so weeks I've had to work overtime, which means that the Confessional suffers, because taking the time to write takes a backseat to my life with Season. Well over the weekend Season and I had a chat, and I realized that I don't get it.

Get what??

Labels, I mean. I mean everything from Mexican-American and African-American to 10% and "Butch". Yes I've used labels before, but I'm trying (and being pretty successful by the way) of not using them. But the more I don't use them, I have come to realize that EVERYBODY else still does. Everyone is a category. You're either Black, White, Gay, Straight, Conservative or Liberal. You're either a Caucasian or an "other". When the hell did all this happen, and why is everyone adding more groups to this list? When did we stop realizing we are human beings? And when did we all become a sub-group to the human race? You see one thing I do understand, is there is one common thing that unites us all.

Hate.

Hate is the one bond that connects all members of the human race. Blacks hate whites and whites hate blacks and it goes on and on between all peoples. I mean there is even a "Hate Directory" on the net. WHY?? Anti men, anti semitic, anti white, anti black, anti Christian, anti gay, and anti every god damned thing. The worst part of this is that there are 133 pages, and 2 of them tell you what it is...so that leaves 131 pages. Of those 131 pages....130 of them are hate sites. 130 ARE FUCKING HATE PAGES!!! There is one single solitary page that has sites that are fighting hate. One single fucking page. I don't get it at all. This is the thing I'm talking about. i don't get it. When did we stop a human race? When did we stop being a people? For Christ sakes, when did we stop loving? This little revelation has done one thing for me that I didn't think I could do anymore. It has made me question this. Why don't we just end it all? Let the warmongers have their day in the sun, let loose the dogs of war aka nukes, and just let the human race die. Season just said cockroaches could do better. And I agree. We live to hate. The dawn of tomorrow seems a lot further away than I thought just an hour ago. I don't get it. I don't think I ever will. For once, I don't want to at all. I still look for hope. I still look for the silver lining. Hell, I still look forward to opening my eyes after a nights sleep. I keep hoping that there is a better tomorrow. There isn't. There will never be. I know this. But that doesn't keep me from hoping. It won't stop me from praying for it. I know tomorrow, I'll be waking up at 8 AM. I know when I open my eyes, I'll be wiping the sleep boogers away, but I also know that I'll also be wiping away dried tears. Not for me. But for all of us. Because I know that we can't stop hate. I just know, that I'll be the one who sheds the tears for all of the sins that we as a race commit. I may be the only one, but I am used to being alone. It's not a new feeling. But after seeing and reading and writing this...I really wish it was. So today...well I leave you, a broken hearted man. A single solitary man, who doesn't want to feel hate in his life, nor around him (especially now that I know what happiness is).

A man simply named Jose...a damn Mexican (a label) living in America (another label), and wondering what ever happened to the dream (a myth?)...or was it just a lie (a truth?)?

Confessional

WELL WELL WELL


Just checking in to say that nothing much is happened today. It was a pretty low key day with the usual lazy day/hate my job attitude. So sadly the confessional is closed today. Try again tomorrow...
Jose

OH THE HU-MAN-ITY...AN OPERA

Today at work, I had to pooh and I was just getting comfortable when someone knocked on the door. So as usual I replied "it's occupied". Well for some reason I had this revalation. I had to make a musical on the humerous ways that we men, justify our existance. And I thought of it as a rock opera. So yes in my head I started to write an opera for men. I mean picture this...

curtain rises, a sole man standing in the "loo", newspaper in hand getting ready to "follow standard imperial procedure".
A knock on the door..."are you almost done?"
the man looks to the audience and in a very melodic and somber tone starts to sing

"why can't I pooh in piece, why can't I sit and release
all I ask is for 10 minutes alone, why must I share my throne..."

cue the lights and all of a sudden there are 30 dancing girls all doing a burlesque/bump and grind/go go dancing routine.

as the man continues with "WHY CAN'T I POO IN PEICE"

next there are song and dance numbers with songs like

"Never use the word little" -it's not a little car, they're not my little friends and the super bowl is NOT a little game

"Beer IS a food group" -it fiils me with happy thoughts, it fills me like pork chops, if it wasn't for my meal of beer, you wouldn't be here

"Its not a problem (if it's only you that has a problem with it) -yeah that would be the chorus

some random song titles

"Sunday is sacred (cuz kick off is in 2 minutes)"
"Monday night is sacred too"
"It's beer night with the boys"
"The strip club is hallowed ground"
"please oh please say yes tonight"

and these are just working titles. Yes, when I get the lyrics worked out I will put them here.

and through all this time the 30 dancing girls are dancing around on stage...

yes that would so be an opera that all men would want to see, and all women would go..."MMM..HMMM!!!"

and no not in the good way.

I remain a man with way too much time on his hands named
Jose

I HAD A DREAM

I had a dream the other night, where I was having an argument with a priest, and I uttered 'by the holy hands of christ, you're an ididot.' Well in my dream the priest was shocked and abhorred by that statement. Well since than, that little sentence has made it into my everyday speech patterns...boy do I get funny looks.
Jose

THE WEIGHT OF SILENCE

hello hello hello, my cats and kittens. How the hell are y'all?? Sorry it's been a lil while since I've been on here, but I've been going through some emotional saga's. You see, I'm the happiest I've ever been. Period. I'm in love for the first time. Period. And, because of everything I've gone through, I'm have this nasty habit of pushing people away. You all know know the mantra..."They'll probably leave so why not make them leave" or however you wanna put it, but you all know what I'm saying. Well she aint leaving. I've never had anyone fight so hard to get through the defense mechanisms before. She fights, she waits, she forgives, she understands and she still loves me, even after all that. No matter what she still stands there by my side. Even if I withdraw into myself, she's standing there, to take me into her arms, look into my eyes and she says nothing. But the weight, passion, love and strength of her silence speak in ways that no words could ever elucidate. It's an amazing gift she has. To say nothing at all, yet convey all her feelings in just a look. I'm truly blessed. I'm truly a luck man. I'm a better man, now...
named
Jose

Confessional

I GOT A LOT TO SAY TODAY or GOING MULTIPLE UPDATE CRAZY pt2


SAD AND ROMANTIC

I know this couple, that are so perfect for each other, that when you mention one you also mention the other. It's like "Jack and Dianne", like "John and Yoko", like "Adam and Eve", like "Superman & Lois Lane" and like "Robin Hood & Maid Marion". Well when I first moved to Rivendale, he was working 2nd shift and she was working 1st shift. She was miserable. She was alone. And I didn't get it. I mean space "makes the heart grow fonder" right?

No it doesn't.

I was always jealous of the love and bond that they shared. If you ever met them, you would understand. They are the embodiment of true love and happiness. They are the exemplification of a great marriage. Plus, they are both the quintessence of two people in love.
Shortly after moving here, he went back to 1st shift and the apotheosis of happiness and joy was together again. And we all rejoiced because she was able to be blissful again. Well at work a lot of things have happened, and he's back to 2nd shift again. And she's back to that "F&S widow" status again. Her heartache is is apparent. Her smile doesn't carry the same luster it used to.

And I finally get it.

I finally understand how much it hurts to be apart from your heart. I finally understand the weight that seems to grow daily when your partner isn't there. I truly understand what it feels like to be incomplete. I know she reads this this lil waste of space on occasion, and I guess this is my way of telling her I understand what it is she is going through. Because I finally know what it is to truly be in love with someone. And I know what it means to be sperated from them, even though it's only for a little while, and how empty that feels.

Jose

I GOT A LOT TO SAY TODAY or GOING MULTIPLE UPDATE CRAZY pt1

THE SILLY

First things first...I made it through another 4th of July, with all appendages in tact. That my friends is a very good thing.

So I gotta tell you all about the cats and their momenst that lead to the loss of dignity, and for a feline that's almost worse than death. On Saturday as Season and I are laying in bed I happen to look over and wacth as 'lil Girl' saunters over to her favorite "going to jump to the window, and just soak in the night air" spot. Well since that particular eve, the weather had decided to become like the heart of Alexis Carrington and drop to almost subarctic degrees (ok it was in the 40's but when you sleep in the pajamas that God gave you, it's pretty frikken cold) Season decided to close the window just a little while before. So as 'lil Girl' is about to commit herself I watch and think to myself "Ok I know cats can see better in the dark and I KNOW she can see the window is closed" at that moment the super-feline-abilities (that only super feilnes have, of course) jumped into action...

she leaped...

she hit the window with a thunderous "WHACKKK!!!!"...

the window held...

hit the floor with a titanic "THUDD!!!"...

walked around with the "WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED!!!" dazed look...

Season asked "what the hell was that?" and I answered inbetween laughs "'lil Girl' just whacked into the window!!"...

Season looked over at the dazed and confused feline and ERUPTED into hysterical laughter...
kitty pride-0
kitty humiliation-1

so in the morning as we lay in bed and recount the poor 'lil Girl's' moment of shame, 'lil Girl' decides to jump on the bed...

walks along the edge of the mattress...

slides off the mattress...

laughter ensuess...

same "WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED???" look in her eyes...

kitty pride-0
kitty humiliation-2

Sunday afternoon s we are getting dressed up (to get some burgers) for no reason at all, 'lil Girl' decides to follow us and goes to stand in the dirty laundry basket...

there is an empty card board box right there...

she goes to jump into said box..
.
from the edge of the basket...

said basket moves as she pushes off...

sending said kitty into a mad "FLOPPPPP!!!"...

right onto the floor...

laughter ensues...

kitty pride-0
kitty humiliation-3

yuppers, that was the weekend when kitty pride...lost all of the pride...

LMAO

Jose

I WISH I WISH I WISH THIS WOULD HAPPEN IN REAL LIFE

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20041018.html
nuff said
Jose

LOL SEASON THIS IS YOU

HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE


http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20041009.html
hehehehehehe
Jose

ME THE NEXT DAY

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20041004.html
I shit you not
Jose

THIS IS DAMN SCARY...I REALLY MEAN IT

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040928.html
except I call it Jack Daniels
Jose

YEAH I KNOW...JUST KEEP READING CUZ IT'S STILL THAT DAMN GOOD

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040924.html
I don't know how she does it...but is she tapping my brain????????
Jose

AND THE READING OF

http://devilspanties.keenspot.com/



http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040918.html
you and me both....hubba hubba hubba hubba

Jose

HOW TO MAKE A PENIS LAUGH

The boss of a Madison Avenue advertising agency called a spontaneous staff meeting in the middle of a particularly stressful week. When everyone gathered, the boss, who understood the benefits of having fun, told the burnt out staff the purpose of the meeting was to have a quick contest. The theme was Viagra advertising slogans. The only rule was that they had touse past ad slogans, originally written for other products that captured the essence of Viagra. Slight variations were acceptable. About seven minutes later, they turned in their suggestions and created a Top Ten List. With all the laughter and camaraderie, the rest of the week went very well for everyone. The top ten were:
10. Viagra, Whaazzzz up!

9. Viagra, The quicker pecker upper.

8. Viagra, Like a rock!

7. Viagra, When it absolutely, positively has to be there overnight.

6. Viagra, Be all that you can be.

5. Viagra, Reach out and touch someone.

4. Viagra, Strong enough for a man, but made for a woman.

3. Viagra, home of the whopper!

2. Viagra, We bring good things to Life!

And the unanimous number one slogan:

1. This is your penis. This is your penis on drugs.

MAMEY YOU WOULD RIGHT?

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040805.html
God I sure hope so...
Jose

HOW TO GET A GEEKS ATTENTION AT ANY CON

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040623.html
(trust me it works)
Jose

KOSEY SPEAKS

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040525.html
again...it's damn true
Jose

IT IS NOT FIXING...ITS CALLED BREAKING THEM

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/20040524.html
'nuff said
Jose

SEASON DARLING...WHY DID I ALL OF A SUDDEN THINK OF YOU HERE?

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040520.html
just wondering???
Jose

THE TRUEST BANE OF ANY COUPLE WHO SLEEP TOGETHER (YES I MEAN SLEEP) YOU TWISTED SON OF A

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040508.html
OH merciful Minerva, that is one way you SO DO NOT want to be awakened or moved....
Jose

ROLLING ON THE FLOOR LAUGHING MY ASS OFF

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040430.html

ok ok ok...you may think this is wrong and twisted...but on my eternal soul and my http://www.transmetropolitan.com/ collection of comics....the last time I was at a porn shop...there was a couple in there, and gawd bless their black hearts, they were at least in their 60's-70's and they were looking at the Pam & Tommy Lee: Stolen Honeymoon video http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0158062/ (yeah I was surprised to see it on Internet Movie Database (IMDB for short) )...sorry I had to share that..
JOSE

DAMNIT...I WISH THIS WASN'T TRUE

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040427.html

yeah...that's us men...in all our glory......
the human race is doomed
Jose

HEY SEASON AKA MAMEY THIS REMIND YOU OF LAST NIGHT

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040419.html

when I made you watch

http://www.spoil-sports.com/Aquaman.htm

than

http://www.spoil-sports.com/WonderWoman.htm

than

http://www.spoil-sports.com/Batman.htm

uh huh and than

http://www.spoil-sports.com/GreenLantern.htm

than we finished up with

http://www.spoil-sports.com/SuperFriends.htm

LMAO...well at least they were funny....sorry I fell asleep...again

Jose

LMAO....YEAH THIS WOULD BE ANOTHER REAL LIFE MOMENT...IF I WASN'T TAPPED OUT

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040407.html
yes that wold be your local blogger with the coolest refridgerator accessory...and that would be Mamey aka Season saying "Uhhh NO!!"
Jose

HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!!!!THAT'S KIAN!!!!!!!!!

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040322.html

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040323.html

::as I look at the fat kitty sleeping on the floor::
Sorry, Kian...but damnit, it is funny!!
Jose

OH SWEET JESUS I DO KNOW THIS FEELING

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040320.html

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040321.html

It's damn true.
Jose

CAN YOU TELL I'M CATCHING UP ON

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com


http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040311.html
you know...it's just like filling out job applications....
Jose

BOYS GOTTA HAVE A DREAM

READ FIRST ---- http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040212.html

READ SECOND---- http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040213.html

yeah...that did not so work for me....but it was fun anyway
Jose

IT'S SORTA TRUE, BUT THEY GET WHAT THEY BEG FOR

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040210.html
yeah...now imagine 3 of them doing that....and getting the sweet cat loving...welcome to my world
Jose

WELL OK IT LOOKED EASY AT FIRST

Well ok destroying the earth will be a lot harder than I thought....
http://www.livescience.com/technology/destroy_earth_mp.html
well than maybe evil is for those harder working kinda fella's
I remain an evil failure named
Jose

ONE OF THE COOLEST QUIZ"S EVER

EVIL QUIZ

If you think you've got what it takes to be a supervillain, then please take the following placement quiz. This is to test your evil potential, and determine whether you possess the necessary attributes to make it in today's evil world.

QUESTION #1: How do you start your morning routine?

A) Wake up at 6:00 A.M. and sing merrily in the shower!
B) A five mile jog and rigorous set of exercises.
C) Hit the snooze alarm for the tenth time in as many minutes.
D) Have a cup of coffee, read the daily newspaper and then plot the downfall of western civilization.

QUESTION #2: Which of the following job skills do you possess?

A) Excellent management potential.
B) Ability to focus on the task at hand.
C) Looking busy whenever the boss walks by.
D) How to explain your master plan in under sixty seconds.

QUESTION #3: What did you want to be when you grew up?
A) A policeman
B) A doctor
C) A ballerina
D) Supreme dark overlord of all mankind. Either that or a lawyer.

QUESTION #4: Do you have any pets?
A) A big lovable dog.
B) A bird of some sort.
C) An iguana.
D) A white furry cat that you stroke constantly.

QUESTION #5: How do you normally spend your weekends?

A) Sports activities in the great outdoors.
B) Watching television.
C) Hanging out with friends.
D) Constructing doomsday devices in your basement.

QUESTION #6: What are your religious beliefs?

A) Monotheistic: Christian, Jewish, Muslim
B) Pantheistic: Buddhist, Hindu, Pagan
C) Atheist or Agnostic
D) I am actually an ancient Babylonian God awoken from a terrible sleep and destined to destroy all mankind.

QUESTION #7: What torments you in your greatest nightmares?

A) A fiery building from which you cannot escape.
B) Monsters that tear you limb from limb.
C) Your ex-wife demanding alimony payments.
D) Unicorns, rainbows, and puppy dogs with big eyes.

QUESTION #8: What would you say is the greatest threat to society today?

A) Crime, drugs, and gangs.
B) Corporations run amok.
C) Nuclear war.
D) Me.

QUESTION #9: What is your normal reaction whenever confronted by a holy symbol, garlic, silver weapon or holy water?

A) Feel the divine light surround your spiritual aura.
B) Bewildered confusion.
C) Chuckle at their superstitious beliefs.
D) Run away while screaming: "It burns! It burns!"

QUESTION #10: It's the end of the world. An atomic blast has just leveled the cities and destroyed the human race. Mutants now walk the streets and the seas have boiled away to nothing. You've just seen your best friend torn to pieces, and civilization as you know it is over. Do you...

A) Vow to someday rebuild society.
B) Double over in grief and wait for a painful death.
C) Try to remember the plot to "The Road Warrior."
D) Congratulate yourself on a job well done.

ANSWERS

Tally up your answers, and find out which letter you answered the most.
Mostly A's, B's or C's - You unfortunately do not possess the necessary qualities to be an evil supervillain. Please continue with your studies and apply again next year. Mostly D's - Excellent.
So you've decided to be evil is the site it came from and you can go there yourself....I got a book mark going see ------->

MEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEME

1 Full Name: Jose
2 Date of Birth: June 2
3 Place of Birth: Mexico
4 Time of Birth: 11 am
5 Location: WI
6 What are you labeled (skater, goth, prep, nerd, or other?): GDI (gawd damned individual)
7 Zodiac sign: Gemini
8 Pets: Rocky (RIP)
9 Nicknames: nope
10 Where else have you lived? WI, TX, CA
11 Hobbies: Internet, Movies, Reading, Trying new energy drinks
12 Do you have a job? Yes
13 If so, what kind of job? Warehouse Jackoff
14 If not, what kind of job do you want to have?
15 What languages, if any, do you speak? English, some Spanish and some French
16 Are you a night, day, or morning person? Night
17 Are you ticklish? Only when not expecting it
18 Do you have a car? Yes
19 What kind of car do you have/want? Have an Isuzu Rodeo, want's a corvette Stingray
Your looks: 20 fingernail color: natural colorings
21 Are your nails real or fake? real
22 Shoe size: 12 1/2 EEE
23 Height: 5’10”
24 Weight: dunno at all, but I lost over 18 inches
25 Eye color: brown (almost black)
26 Hair Color: dark brown usually, currently a rusty red
27 Hair length: a bit over the collar
28 Do you have braces? no
29 Do you have glasses/contacts? Glasses as of May
30 Have you ever dyed your hair? Well yeah of course
31 What perfume/cologne do you wear? I don't
32 If so, What color? see the answer question number 26
33 If not, but you want to. What color do you want to dye it? Royal blue with red ends
34 Do you wear a watch? Only at work
35 Do you wear sunglasses? When I can find them yes
36 Do you use nair? No
37 If so, where?
38 Do you like how you look? More so now han ever before
39 What would you change about yourself? I'd wear a size 36 waist for pants
40 Do you have any piercings or tattoos? 2 tattoos and 2 in each ear
41 Do you stand out in a crowd? Only if I don't like the crowd
42 Do you take showers or baths? shower for now, but working on getting a bath tub

YOU'VE GOT MAIL...FROM YOU'RE EX...WELL AT LEAST IT'S BETTER THAN CREDIT CARD MAIL

Hello, hello and hello to all you sassy lil wee ones who still for some unknown reason still grace my lil waste of space and read the sad lil stories this used to be fat ass bastard, but now just a simply overweight waste of air, happens to write.

SATURDAY
Well as far as weddings go, the one I went to was actually pretty fun...except for the fact that my LIL angel wasn't comfortable and I was stuck with...well how can I put this nicely....actually I guess I can't, so instead I'll just be honest. I was stuck in a car, at a dinner table and at the "drinks" table with the mother of cold, bitter, jealous and cluless harpies I have ever had the displeasure of meeting. But other than that it was a very pretty and memorable event. The bride was beautiful and the groom was handsome. The best man/maid of honor toasts were both funny and very emotional. It was just about as perfect as wedding can be. Of course there were a few moments (like in all weddings) where some things did not go a planned, but it's just like life. It's not always what you want, it's what you get. I actually did NOT and I repeat, I did NOT get drunk. Well not till we got back in Rivendale, than we stopped at Longbranch, had a few cocktails, and it was just enough to make sure that when we got home I crashed...like a nascar driver into the wall...I crashed hard.

SUNDAY
So Sunday was pretty much a lazy day. Mamey and I spent it part of it just lounging around, until I said we should go swimming (which we did) and for the first time in many many many years, I went swimming without a shirt on. Yes my flab saw daylight. I actually forgot how good the sun feels on bare skin. It was one of those moments, I looked around and I realized, that currently my figure matched most of the male/father's at the beach and taking off my shirt wouldn't be the usual "OH Christ on a stick, I never seen a Mexican ORCA before!!!" but a "great, he looks just like us" kind of thoughts. Yeah yay me!! Than Mamey, took me to her "fortress of solitude". It was very honestly one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. The tranquility, the beaver dams, an eagles nest, the way the sun hit you just right, I can understand how this was here special spot. Of course the double honor was she has never brought anyone else there before. So yeah Sunday was truly a heart-stirring and monumental day that I will never forget.

MONDAY
Well today I got up early (for me) and got my running around done. Than I came home, and had breakfast with Mamey and I even got to work ontime. YAY ME!!! Than my day went to crap. We're trying to use a computer program to get the warehouse working efficiently, but to do that we have to an accurate inventory...which we don't, so needless to say it was a day from hell. So I was gonna go and do my laundry tonight, but that is sooooo not happening. Instead I got a six-pack of Logjam Nut Brown Ale (now this aint their site, but a very "across the baord review"). I actually like it, you see it's a beer but without a bitter aftertaste and it's a nice "warm summer day sitting in the backyard" kind of beer. I also got Mamey some Leinenkugel's® Honey Weiss because you all know if Mamey aint happy aint nobody happy...LOL!! It also happens to be her favorite beer. I also got a bottle of Tuaca so tonight will be a relaxing evening of spirits and cinematic features (or if I am lucky...wild monkey love...I got them fingers crossed).

Now why the this particular name for today's entry? Well I happened to get 2 emails today and they were from my 2 most recent ex's. The one that I wrote on here first way back when telling me how's she's recovering from her surgery, which thank any and all dieties she's doing very well. The other email told me I had mail that I should pick up. Well when I saw that, the first thing that came to mind was the AOL voice...you all know it the "You've got mail" voice...well that popped into mah lil noggin, and I realized that it was better than the spam that I usually get. It was really much funnier in my head. Well cats and kittens, it's time that I put this lil puppy to rest and call it a night. So with that I remain a man listening to Tesla at this moment having his second beer and just chillin like only a guy named

Jose

can.

IF SEX AND SEX SURVEYS OFFEND YOU...THAN GO AWAY

BASICS
1. what's your first name?
Jose
2. male or female?
Male
3. how old are you?
33
4. What country or state do you live in?
Wisconsin
5. would you say your straight, gay or bi?
Straight

YOUR BODY
6. describe what you look like physically:
Dark hair, brown eyes, 5'10", pooh belly, broad shoulders
7. ok now guys, how big is it honestly? And girls, how many fingers can you fit?
Dunno, never measured
8. and if you haven't told us already girls, what size are your tits, and guys, r u cut or uncut?
Uncut
9. and how big are your nipples, and are they pink or brown? Small brown ones
10. what's your favorite part of your body?
My legs
11. what's your favorite body part on the other sex?
The butt
12. what's your favorite place on your body to be kissed?
My nipples
13. do you have any special names for your privates or what do u call them?
Naughty spots
14. do you shave your pubic hair, trim, wax, have a racing strip, leave it natural or what?
I shave

GETTING PERSONAL NOW
15. do you masturbate (don't lie now)?
Yes
16. how often do you masturbate?
Used to be 4-5 times a week but that's been shortened thanks to having a great wife
17. how many people have you slept with?
I don’t know
18. how old were you when you lost your virginity?
12
19. who did you lose it to?
My babysitter
20. do you regret your first time?
Sometimes, usually when in a mood
21. do you have any sexual regrets?
Yes
22. have you ever had sex with a virgin?
No
23. what's the biggest age difference between you and someone you've had sex with?
21 years
24. how often would you have sex in an ideal relationship?
A lot
25. and when was the last time you actually did have sex?
This morning
26. when was the last time you had an orgasm?
This morning
27. have you ever had a one night stand?
Yes
28. what sort of contraception do you normally use?
Condoms
29. have you ever had phone sex?
Yes
30. have you ever had cyber sex?
Yes
31. have you ever devoted a whole day 2 sex?
Yes
32. lights on or off?
A small lamp
33. do you prefer to give or receive oral sex?
Give
34. do you prefer oral sex or normal sex?

Actual sex
35. do you prefer giving/receiving blowjobs or hand jobs?
Both are great thanks to my wife
36. do you prefer eating/being eaten or fingering/being fingered?
Both eating and fingering at the same time
37. girls, have you ever used your tits to get a guy off, or guys, have you ever had a girl use her tits 2 get you off?
Yes
38. what's your favorite position?
On top
39. what's the most number of positions you've used in 1 sex session?
5
40. do you like sex best rough, gentle, fast, slow, or how?
Slow and gentle and then everything else
41. do you get turned on by pain?
Yes
42. have you ever tried anal sex and if so did u like it?
Yes, but it's not my first choice
43. how do you feel about sex when you or your partner is on her period?
I don’t mind it

ORGASMS AND CUM
44. girls, have you ever or do you ever fake orgasms?
Not a girl
45. what's the most number of orgasms you have had together, or in one sex session?
3
46. can you cum from just having sex?
Umm being a guy....well yeah
47. what sort of orgasm do you normally have (do you moan, pant, gasp, scream or what)?
Moan and gasp
48. spit or swallow?
Umm...neither
49. girls, do you like the taste of cum, or guys, do you like the taste of pussy?
YES!!!
50. have you ever tasted your own love juices?
Yes
51. what did you think of the taste?
ummmm...hmm...not my first choice
52. what's the kinkiest thing you've ever done with cum?
me? nuthin

MOSTLY HAVE U EVERS
53. have you or do you ever look at porno magazines?
Yes
54. have you or do you ever watch porno videos?
Yes
55. have you ever watched a live stripper?
Yes
56. have you ever watched a live sex show?
No
57. have you ever used toys during sex?
Yes
58. have you ever used sex toys on your own?
Yes
59. have you ever used another object that wasn't really a toy during sex?
Yes
60. have you ever used another object that wasn't really a toy on your own?
No
61. how do you feel about talking during sex?
I like it
62. Are you usually loud during sex?
No
63. have you ever woken up somebody else in the same house when your having sex?
Yes
64. have you ever had complaints from the neighbours about your noise during sex?
Yes
65. have you ever been given open praise 4 your sexual technique?
Yes
66. have you or do you ever think about other people when your having sex?
Not anymore
67. have you ever called out someone else's name during sex?
Yes
68. have you ever had sex in a car?
Yes
69. if yes, was the car moving?
No
70. have you ever had sex in the water (pool, ocean, etc.)?
Yes
71. have you ever had sex in the shower?
Yes
72. what's the strangest place you ever had sex?
Catholic church confessional
73. have you ever had sex at work or school?
Yes
74. do you ever role play in the bedroom?
Yes
75. have you ever used food for sexual purposes?
Yes
76. have you ever had a threesome or any sort of group sex?
Yes
77. have you ever had sex with more than one person during a 24-hour period but not at the same time?
Yes
78. have you ever had sex with other people in the room?
Yes
79. have you ever been caught masturbating?
Yes
80. have you ever caught anyone else masturbating?
Yes
81. have you ever been caught having sex?
Yes
82. have you ever caught anyone else having sex?
Yes
83. have you ever watched anyone masturbate?
Yes
84. have you ever let anyone watch you masturbate?
Yes
85. have you ever watched anyone have sex?
Yes
86. has anyone ever watched you having sex?
Yes
87. have you ever watched yourself?
Yes
88. have you ever kissed anyone of the same sex?
No
89. have you ever had a sexual experience with someone of the same sex?
No
90. have you ever had sex with 2 people in the same family?
Yes
91. have you ever had sex with someone related to you?
No
92. have you ever had sex with an animal?
No
93. have you ever had pains as a result of sexual acts?
Yes
94. have you ever fallen asleep during sex?
Yes
95. have you ever answered the phone while you were having sex and kept going?
Yes
96. have you ever broken anything having sex?
Yes

AND FINALLY
97. describe your worst sexual experience:
Having sex with anyone you don't really like and pretending you're really into it
98. describe your best sexual experience:
MY wife
99. describe your biggest fantasy:
Right now can't think of one...I'll get back to it later
100. and finally, what's the kinkiest thing you've ever done?
It all depends on what you call kinky

KRISPY KREMES ARE THE DEVIL or JUST CALL ME HOMER SIMPSONS BITCH

Today some of the girls brought in some Krispy Kreme's and I swear that since he used the apple On Adam and Eve, Satan has started using donuts to lure us all into pastry hell. It's true. Well anyway, not much to report today, just a usual long friday that, of course, leads to a short weekend. Got a wedding to go to, tomorrow, and we'll see how that goes. I'll try to show up over the weekend to tell you the details, but weekends I usually try to stay away from the digital portal, and focus on the waking world with my mate. So that's all I got today. I know I'm getting boring and I'm sorry. Hell I don't even have a funny story to tell. Well as I tend to say a lot...they can't all be gold, sometimes it's just aluminum. Well today is an aluminum kind of day. With that I leave you with a "talk to you all soon"
Jose

WELL OK THAT WAS A CHANGE...NOW ON TO SOMETHING DIFFERENT

Just a lil rant to waste time...

things that piss me off...

people who get credit for doing a job that someone else fixed to cover their disrespectful ass.

people who complain about someone else NOT doing their job...meanwhile they themselves aren't doing their job because they are complaining about that other person.

people who don't use turn signals, especially if I'm the one behind them.

people who for some unknown reason, even to god, cannot turn off their turn signals.

people who cannot, for some reason only known to god, can't drive the speed limit.

people who don't listen in a conversation (this happened today other party says "blah blah blah me me me " ...Jose says "the taco smells funny"...other party "blah blah blah me me me".

ummm ok I feel better now...rant is done.

Jose

THE DEVIL YOU KNOW AND THE DEVIL YOU PUT UP WITH

Hola, Hola and hola mi amigo's. It seems like there is a chance I can get my old job back. I just don't know if I want to do it. But at least I know what to expect and it'll get me back down to my happy hunting grounds. I've had a long time to think about what I want to do. I'm going to start paying off all my old bills (well as soon as I am able to stop living payday to payday), so I can do what it takes to go back to school. You see I wanna retire as a teacher. Specifically an english teacher. Part of the irony here and can you imagine...

"Hello my name is Jose and I'll be your english teacher this semester"

That always makes me giggle. But anyway that's my current goal. Get outta debt long enough to put myself right back in debt by becoming a teacher. With that i remain a man on a mission named
Jose

OH SWEET HEAVEN I PLAYED WITH 12 INCHERS

Hello, hi and good day to you all. Today I had a fathomless joy that I cannot truly explain (insert extreme sarcasm here). I played with bull penises today. No lie. I did. At work we have these things called pizzle chews and they are bull penises. I tell you it was a pissed off woman who made these up. I can picture it now...

woman speaking

"Oh how I hate him...how can I get back at him? I know I'll sever the penis off his prize bull and make it into a dog treat and feed it to his dog...MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! Than I'll get the other girls to do this and not only will we make money, we'll get back at those rat bastards for leaving the toilet seat up...MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Yup that was the highlight of my day. putting dried up penises in bags so they can be sold and than fed to dogs. I need to get a new job.

And with that I remain a pizzle handling fool named

Jose

CULTURE CULTURE CULTURE...I'M BEING CULTURED AND NOT FOR MEDICAL REASONS

Well hello cats and kittens...time for my ritual updates on my lil space on the www, it seems like I do this a lot more often. Yay me!! Well the weekend was again great. On Saturday we went swimming after a rainstorm (even though the water made the "boys" find warmth somewhere near my spleen), had ice cream, did mad libs and than had some beers at home while watching movies. Sunday was a domestic Sunday, did some house work watched the Life of David Gale and than Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. Both are very very cool. For dinner we had pancakes, eggs and bacon. Than we went to sleep. All in all and awesome weekend.
Now mamey and I have had some serious talks over the last 6-7 weeks and one of them is about leaving...Rivendale. You see we both have not been very happy here for a long time. Sure it's gotten better since we started our relationship... but...it's not our "home". So we'll be moving within the next few months. If any of you have any good ideas of where we should set our roots, let me know at confessionsofacerealeater@yahoo.com. Right now we are thinking of the Oconomowoc/Watertown area of WI. I talked to one of the guys at work and I told him this and he said "well Jose, you don't fish or hunt. So there is really no real reason you are staying here. Your girlfriend wants to move, and I think it's a pretty good idea for you". So yes the moving process will start again, this time with a little more planning. Well kids...it's been swell....and that's why I gotta go pee...

till next time I remain

Jose

FULL THROTTLE STUPIDITY AND SOME TENDER MOMENTS

well well well...It seems like another year has passed and my life has actually hit a very nice place. I am in a stable relationship where communication is NOT an issue. We tell each other everything from "I miss you" (even though only a few hours passed by) to fears and secrets we never shared with another living soul (only because anyone else who hears it automatically things we're insane...more so than usual). My relationship with my family is stronger than ever. I have a job that I may not always like, but is tolerable with a few shining moments. I found out over the weekend that I can fit into a pair of size 38 pants (which so totally rules!!!!!!) I also found out that my mom is seeing a new guy, and I have never seen her happier (which of course makes me truly thrilled...the happy part). I introduced mamey to my Papa Galdino (that's my so totally righteous grandad). I really can't believe how much my lil life has changed so much. I went from being an angry fatass bastard, to a decent human being...and that's SO COOOOOOOOL!!!

Ok now for some updates...

06-02-05
my birfday was as usaual a drunkards embarassing moment. I guess I slapped the fiance of the very cool bartender's ass (with the permisson of mamey, the bartender and the fiance). I showed all that looked my boxers (not my choice but I forgot my belt and my damn shorts fell....not once, but 4 friiiiiiked TIMES!!!! to the 3 mentioned above). I almost repeated my 30th birfday experience by falling out of a parked car, but mamey came to the rescue by pulling my non-responsive legs out of the cab (which sad to say we needed to get home...because we only live like 6-7 blocks away from Longbranch). I found the 2 most comfortable places I ever had...one being in the front lawn and the second being on the driveway. So nothing was broken. I didn't do anything truly stupid (the boxer thing and the slapping the ass thing, was recieved with much humor, and of course stories to embareass yours truly).

06-03-05
Drove down to Waukehsa, WI in a furrymoan filled car. Hung out with moms and sister, and once my cousin got off work we went out for a 2nd round of birfday drinks, and all it cost me was a cab ride home. Than we listened to the cuz play his guitar, than called it a night.

06-04-05
Hung out with moms, sis and the cuz, watched Dodgeball (and nearly pissed myself laffin so damn hard...again) Than we went shopping...found nuffin. Had dinner at Mama Mia's (home of the most AWEsome garlic bread), went to the apt. and crashed.

06-05-05
Hung out with moms and sis, than went to the cemetary where I into'd mamey to my grandad. Than began the long drive home. All in all....one hell of a weekend, and it's still getting better.

HAPPY BIRFDAY 2 ME...AND BOOZE WILL BE FLOWIN A PLENTY

it's mah damn birfday (actually mah damn birfday was on June 2nd).......and I'm still getting older (and older and older and older)...going to Longbranch for a few drinks (already went) and I'll let you know how it went (just read above). That's it for now. Like a belly button I'm OUTIE...

Jose

A WONDERFUL WEEKEND

Well well well...what the hell am I gonna talk about tonight? I got Kessler's and Diet Coke w/ lime, a fresh pack of Pall Mall Light 100's and Motley Crue on the cd player. OH MY GOD I'm a FRIKKEN teen in the 80's again!! Damn it I even have my hair in a headband. Cripes I'll never grow up and I'm ok with that. Well let's start with the weekend. Saturday I met Mamey's mother, and I think it went pretty well. I came to an actualization, that when it comes to sarcasm I am but a padawan learner, and Mamey's Mother is the jedi master, I mean we're talking the Yoda that'll kick your ass kind of jedi master. Oh and if you're ever in Minocqua, WI you have to stop at the Island Cafe, because it truly rules. Awesome food, awesome ambience and some truly magnificent murals, what else do you want?? Well than on Sunday we did even less. We went to Taco Bell went to Sam Goody, because I had a 5 dollar off coupon and I bought the new Audioslave cd for only 7 bucks!!! Oh yeah and for the record, the album so truly and righetously rocks. We fooled around a lot than took some naps. Heheheheheheheh!!! We also finished watching TRIGUN. Which also RUUUUUULES!!!! Than on Monday more fooling around and some time spent on a pier with feet in a lake and just a whole lot of talking. All in all, it was an awesome weekend.
Jose

A Moment Of Silence redux

A Moment Of Silence


Now those of you that actually know me, know that I'm not a pro-military person. But I do have a respect for those that do choose this way of life. Yes, it is a way of life. It takes someone of a special courage, an unbelievable strength of character and a love for their family, home and friends, to join the military. It takes someone who is afraid but won't and didn't let that stand in his or her way. It takes ultimate sacrifice, for those that laid it all on the line, because whether they lived or died, they're the ones who pay the price of freedom. I may never know all of you, but to you all I do say "thank you"! To the families and friends of these courageous individuals, my prayers are with you. To those who never came home... a moment of silence.

CONNECTED TO ANOTHER REALITY

You know I got this great compliment today...well I don't know if it was compliment but I took it as one. You see One of the "lil freaks" i work with said I was pretty weird, just because I made this statement;
"Hey Ray Ray (her name is Rachel) you're here to work work, not play play"
to which she said.."Jose you are pretty weird." Like I said I took that as a compliment, because that meant that she accepts me in her world. I know because I asked her what she meant. She's a unique individual with her own way of looking at life and people. So because she made that simple statement she let me a part of her world. And that's my little hooligans is a great and fantastic compliment.

Jose

I HATE IT HERE...THE END

You know, when I left work today, I was full of piss and vinegar, bile and venom and a wanting to release hate from my finger tips. But that didn't happen. Instead, I started to catch up on this awesome web comic called Venus Envy and after reading it, I realized something. I'm not angry or bitter anymore and the pool of anger and rage that used to boil in my soul, well it just doesn't drive me anymore. I seem to look for the hope and promise of tommorrow instead of the vileness that use to fuel my very essence. I seem to want to feel real emotions of today insted of lingering on the zeals of the past. You see, I learned that some people read this little waste of space, just to be angry at me. And others, read this only to complain that I didn't wait long enough to expose my happiness, and that they would wish I would stop only because me talking about the things and people (aka person) that make me happy doesn't fit into their schedule. Well like I said I was ready to unlesh the hounds of hell and the dogs of war on them, but I didn't. And I probably never will. There is too much happiness and too many great things happening that prevent me from venting and bringing that bitter bastard that started this particular blog back. Well that man has long died. Instead, a new and stronger man stands in his place. A man who wishes that everyone could feel his happiness and bliss. I know that will never happen, because too many people want me to fail. I think that's a sad and very lonely ideal, because I will persevere. I will not lay down again. I will not give up again. Instead I will walk taller. I will shine brighter. You see I can't fail anymore. I may stumble every once in a while, but that is what we mere mortals are supposed to do. But for once I have everything I need. I have hope. I have a very real love in my life. I have my soul. For once, none of it is compromized, for anyone else. Well, that woman is my alter ego, companion, confidante, friend, heart's desire, helpmate, kindred soul, kindred spirit, lover, one's promised, partner and true love is home and we got a few errands to run, so I am cutting this a little bit short, because well it's been a month since we sarted our lives together, and well I still love the time we spend together. So I'm sorry but my Mamey comes first. Until next time...

I'm still

Jose

WELL SLAP MY ASS AND CALL ME SALLY

Hello hello hello, I was bad today. I didn't feel to well so I called in sick to work and I'm still in the safety zone. So basically I hung out with Mamey (that's the nickname for my significant other) till she had to work, am doing laundry, ate ice cream, listened to music and read web comics. A whole crap load of them. I am finally caught up on Scandal Sheet, Something Positive and PVP Online although I am still behind on The Devils Panties but I'm working on it. I mean you can only read 7 months of web comics in a row. So what do I do? I start reading new web comics. Yes this is the part where I slap myself in the forehead and do the "Homer"sexual "DOH!!!" Well both have been around for a while apparently, and one of them was on Mamey's computer favorites thingy. Well the art made me go "WOW" and the story makes me laugh...alot. So while I was there, I decided I would start looking at some of the other comics there and thats how I found web comic number 2. So here you go
Striptease
and
Clan of the Cats
trust me you will enjoy them...a whole lot. Well that was my blog break...must go back to reading comics that started almost6 years ago...I have a lot of catching up to do.

Jose