The new easy to type home of all the crap I write.

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I WON'T BE UPDATING THIS BLOG SITE ANYMORE, IF YOU STILL WANT TO READ MY WASTE OF SPACE YOU WILL HAVE TO GO HERE

http://coacearchive.blogspot.com/

I'M CHANGING OVER EVERYTHING TO THAT SITE. AND THAT SITE WILL BE UPDATED DAILY.

SO ADJUST YOUR BOOKMARKS

JOSE

1/30/2006

Review of Hitch (Widescreen Edition)


Well simply put this is just another romantic comedy with a feel good ending. The thing that makes this movie special is the banteran the rules. The rules for dating, for meeting and what really works. The fact that this movie easily dispells the myths of dating along with bringing to light the facts. Now you can enjoy this movie for what it is, and that is a romantic comedy with one of todays finest actors. Well that is as long you can forgive The Wild Wild West. But Will Smith is a talented actor, and he pulls of the role of Hitch flawlessly. So enjoy the movie.

1/29/2006

[Review] Serenity (Widescreen Edition)




OH MY FRIKKEN GOD!!!
This is a continuation of one of the coolest TV series ever made. Serenity is a spin-off from a great TV series called Firefly, and it is simply the coolest and the funnest(yes I know that aint a real word, but it works)and the most exciting series ever made. It has a bit of Sci-fi with a touch of western feelings, but mostly it's a dialogue inspired and fueled adventure to everywhere. in my opinion, when Buffy left the UPN...all we had left was Angel on the WB. But that wasn't enough...well not for me. Than Firefly came about. I was taken a back by the great filmaking, the great dialogue and the most complete story telling there was. Than a few years later....Serenity came out. And I was completely fulfilled. It was and is an awesome movie. This coming from a fan of Firefly. And if you never saw the series, you can still enjoy the movie...so what does that mean? Well, if you watch this movie, you'll always be a fan of the series, without knowing it. So rent or buy this movie, either way you'll become a fan. So watch it...like it...love it...either way you'll be walking side by side with me.
Jose

OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD pt 2

She had a migraine...and they said go home...she also had a sinus infection...and gave her antibiotics. Wow, that was ER room material. Uh...I guess so was that sinus infection. Sadly, I guess being the prick that I am...I feel nothing...oh well.

Jose

1/28/2006

OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

Today my sis called me, to tell me that my aunt, my cousin and his wife, have instructed me to come over, because my mother is having a migraine. Than 30 minutes later they call to tell me that my cousins wife is going to take her to the ER (emergency room). For a frikken migraine. Now I know sometimes that migraines can be very bad, because they have laid me out for days at a time. But...I also know that all an ER visit will do is the ER staff will tell you "go home" in the end. "There's nothing we can do". So I said when my sis called was "call me and let me know what happened", and she says "OK". Well I heard nothing at all...so either mom is dead and no one wants me to know, or it was nothing more than a migraine and they don't want me to tell them "I told you so". So for now Season and I will watch movies, cuddle and than go to sleep. Enough said...see ya!

Jose

THE COMIC SHOP BOYS

Today I decided it's about time I visited the comic store. I hoped both John and OJ would be there, since OJ hadn't met Season yet, and I really wanted him to meet her. You see OJ wasn't just a friend, he was more like family, and I wanted to him to meet the woman who I want as my wife. Well I was in luck, you see, they were both there, and in 15 miutes I recapped the past year and a half. You know, I realized that my life has been a soap opera. That kind of bums me out. Here I thought I was boring, but no, not me. Well to get back on my original train of thought, we spent about an hour or so there, and I realized that I did miss hanging out with my friends. I thought that they had mostly written me off, but I was wrong. I don't know if it's true or not, but it felt like they accepted me back right away. Also, I also realized that I have been out of the comic book loop for waaaaaaay too damn long. So in a 2-3 more weeks I'm going to go back. I also realized that I miss comic books in general. But unlike my first forray into the comic book-verse, this time, it's for enjoyment. Not as an escape from my life, but as a true hobby. Something that I will use to add to my life. It's like adding spices to a bland meal, unlike before when it was just my meal. Well for today I'm done...be back in a bit.

Jose

[Review] The Man


The Man
17 January, 2006 — $18.96 — DVD








Hello and howdy my lil chickadees. This has been a big movie week...well, actually 2 weeks, but I'm getting there. First to be reviewed will be The Man. It's simply a comedy of oppisites. The dork and the tough guy. This could have quickly fallen on it's face, but luckily the on screen chemistry of the two main actors makes this movie work. From the first gag till the last one, the movie works. It's as funny as it is tender. Samuel Jackson and Eugene Levy work. This is one of the few movies where I would love to see a sequel or at least another movie starring these 2 gifted and talented actors, only to see if the banter was natural. Or if these two men are just that good that they make a stereo typical buddy movie that much better. Watch it, what have you got to lose?

Jose

1/27/2006

GOT THE CHORES DONE

Now it's movie time...well that and snuggling. It's the weekend. ya know...'tis the season...be back on sunday with the beginning of 10+ movie reviews. ...ok see ya

1/26/2006

LINKS

LOL...look what I learned to do today. I learned how to make links...and I did. I hope you likey. Cos me likey a lot.

Jose

SKY HIGH (Widescreen Edition)

Review of Sky High (Widescreen Edition)

Warning this entry is very link heavy.

Kurt Russell's return to family movies with Disney wouldn't be complete with out a far fetched campy movie with a little bit of heart. Kurt has had a long relationship with the "House that the Mouse built" started with Disney's live-action feature Follow Me Boys! (1966). His association with the studio lasted through 1975. Along with all of these films:
Mosby's Marauders aka Willie and the Yank (1967)
Guns in the Heather aka Spy Busters aka The Secret of Boyne Castle (1968)
The One and Only, Genuine, Original Family Band aka Family Band(1968)
The Horse in the Gray Flannel Suit (1968),
The Computer Wore Tennis Shoes (1969)
Dad, Can I Borrow the Car (1970)
The Barefoot Executive (1971)
Now You See Him, Now You Don't (1972)
Charley and the Angel (1973)
Superdad (1973)
The Strongest Man in the World (1975).

Than...
The Fox and the Hound (1981)
Miracle (2004)
...and that Brings me to Sky High (2005).

That also brings Kurt Russell back, to making movies that may not be that good, but are chock full of family goodness. But mostly they are entertaining and fun as hell.
So what happens when you cross the campiness of the Batman television series, the sappiness of a John Hughes teen melodrama (onplete with 80's music) and the visual effects of Star Wars. You get Sky High.

It's simply a fun movie where the "Sidekicks", affectionately called Losers or to be more precise "Hero Supprt" do what the "Heroes" can't. That's save the day. It has all the cliche's. The loner (who can generate fireballs), the heir (who by the end of the movie can fly and has super strength), the best friend who (who can make plants grow and control them) is in love with the main character, the nerd (who turns into a puddle), the lil freak (who can shape shift...into a guinea pig), the surfer (who glow's), the bad guy (who is a girl and has power over electronics), a speedster (who happens to carry a few extra pounds), a cheerleading squad (who happens to be one girl who can replicate herself) and of course the stretchy guy. But, we can't forget about the families and faculty. The understanding proncipal who becomes a comet, the gym teacher who's power is simply to be very very very loud, mom and dad who of course are the greatest heroes ever, the mad scientist who teaches...what else but science and lastly the sidekick teacher, who has no superpowers at all. Like most teen style movies, this one is the jocks against the nerds, they just give them a different titles. It's a fun way to spend 100 minutes of your life. I enjoyed it a lot...and having Lynda Carter, making cameo's as "Principal Powers" and easily saying one of the greatest lines in the film

Principal Powers: There is absolutely nothing more I can do for you. [as shes leaving the detention room]
Principal Powers: I'm not wonder woman you know.

It's simply a gold movie for fun. Hope y'all like it. I did.

Jose

1/25/2006

THE REASON GEEKS DON'T GET ANY

Big brain means small testes, finds bat study

12:16 07 December 2005

NewScientist.com news service

Gaia Vince

The brainier male bats are, the smaller their testicles, according to a new study. Researchers suggest the correlation exists because both organs require a lot of energy to grow and maintain, leading individual species to find the optimum balance.
The analysis of 334 species of bat found that in species where the females were promiscuous, the males had evolved larger testes but had relatively small brains. In species, where the females were monogamous, the situation was reversed. Male fidelity appeared to have no influence over testes or brain size.
Both brain tissue and sperm cells require a lot of metabolic energy to produce and maintain. The different species appear to have evolved a preference for developing one organ more than the other, presumably determined by which will help them produce more offspring.
“An extraordinary range of testes mass was documented across bat species - from 0.12% to 8.4% of body mass. That exceeds the range of any other mammalian order,” says Scott Pitnick, from Syracuse University in New York, US, one of the research team. Primate testes vary between species from 0.02% and 0.75% of body mass.
Energy knife-edge
Efficient use of energy is crucial for bats, says Pitnick: “Bats really exist on an energy knife-edge: they are small with a large surface area, and they need to fly around, particularly during the mating season.”
Pitnick and his colleagues had predicted that, in species with promiscuous females, males would require bigger brains in order avoid being cuckolded. So they were surprised to find the opposite: “Perhaps monogamy is more neurologically demanding.”
Harry Moore, a sperm researcher at the University of Sheffield, UK, says that testis size is normally related the amount of sperm produced.
“In species with promiscuous females, the males are competing to fertilise her eggs and so need to produce a lot of sperm," he told New Scientist. “And this may be especially true in some species of bats where the females store sperm for several months.”
Journal reference: Proceedings of the Royal Society B: Biological Sciences (DOI: 10.1098/rspb.2005.3367)

WELL THE DAY IS ALMOST DONE

And it's still a shit day. I'll be back tomorrow.

IT'S ALREADY A BAD DAY

Good god!! Woke up to bad things, waiting for a call from "Rivendale", stuck here AGAIN!!, DAMNIT!! I'm pulling out the green label now. Will be back when I'm nice and toasty.

1/24/2006

THE TRUTH

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.

Anais Nin

I'M STILL IT

Made another call today. Now I HAVE to call my counselor. Talk to him. So he can talk to my OWI assesor. Now I'm waiting for him to call back. FUCK!! I HATE this crap. Be back when I calm down a bit.

Jose

1/23/2006

I HATE PHONE TAG

Had to call my OWI assesor today. Frankly because, the counselor I had, was inept. Now I have to stay home, and just wait. Another day wasted waiting.

Jose

1/22/2006

A CLEANING DAY

Yup a day wasted with the mundane duties. Be back tomorrow.

1/20/2006

WHAT IS...

....stranger than the truth? Nobody could come up with a plot like this!
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/4624444.stm

Season

UGGGGGGHHH!!!!!!!!

Still not feeling that great. I've come to the conclusion that being sick SUCKS!!!! I think my fever's gone now, but I'm still cold. Could just be the whole wintery feeling, ya know. And the achey feelings have started too, along with the lack of appetite, makes for a crappy second day. The only plus is that I've taken the time to check out some very cool things. The frist being the Superman Returns trailer which looks awesome. And the V for Vendetta trailer which actually took my breath away. I guess there will be a couple of reasons to drop 3o+ bucks at the theater this year. That's all for now. Sitting up and typing has me even more achey than I was before.

Jose

1/19/2006

SICK

I'm getting sick...I don't like that...going back to bed.

1/18/2006

SO DAMN TRUE


A razor and some lotion is all it takes


LOL
Jose

THE BEST ADVICE EVER



Now you know...and knowing is half the battle!

Jose

THIS IS FUNNY...UNLESS YOU'RE TOMMY CHONG







LOL


Jose

THIS IS THE WORLD I LIVE IN




sadly, I shit you not, this is my life...

Jose

LOL NUFF SAID

You should drive a Saturn Sky

You're sleek and smooth, and you need a car to match your hot persona.Besides, sometimes you want your top up - and sometimes you want it down.
You should drive a Saturn Sky
What 2007 Car Should You Drive?

AN EX EMAILS ME

I read your girls' blog and all I kept thinking is "mygod it is Jose' all over again" no offense intended.
The way she writes and the way she thinks is just likeyou (very dramatic).
And to think you told me a longtime ago that if we ever split up you would go running
to that bitch Shelly (probably said that just to piss
me off though) and here you are with a female version
of you.
Hope this time it's real love and it lasts.
Jen


Well it's sorta true. I didn't run to Shelly, just a girl exactly like her. Season isn't exactly like me, but we have a lot in common. Because above and beyond everything else, we are each others best friends. Since the Silence is the Worst Sin and the Season Says entries, we haven't stopped talking or communicating. We both realized where this was heading, and instead of shying away, we did the opposite. We both accepted what was happening, and we fixed it. We tackled and faced the issue head on. We grew from this expierence, and became whole again. So is this real love? Yeah it is. How do I know this? Because my soul and my heart breathe life into me, when she is by my side and even when she is not.

Jose

MY LIL SIS IS 21

I can't believe it. My little sister is officially 21. Or more accurately 21 years 1 hour and 15 minutes old. Damn, I feel old. Season and I went to dinner with sis, mom and mom's beau. We went, to of all places Applebees. I personally can't stand that place, other than the wall decorations. Other than the choice of venues, it was a nice night out. Nothing much more to talk about. talk to y'all soon.

Jose

1/17/2006

FINALLY...

Well, it's taken me a little bit of time but it's done. The C-O-A-C-E-archives is done. It includes some old blogs. It includes this blog. It's like a dvd with the special features. I'm in the middle of cooking so I'll be back when dinner is done.

Jose

1/16/2006

JUST A JOKE TO WASTE SOME TIME

A farmer had 3 beautiful daughters who were getting ready to go out on dates. The first beau came to the door and said, ''I'm Eddie, I'm here to pick up Betty. We're going for spaghetti, is she ready?''
"No," the farmer said.
The second beau came to the door and said, ''I'm Joe, I'm here to pick up Flo to take her to the show. Is she ready to go?''
"No."
The third beau came to the door and said to the farmer. ''Hello, my name is Chuck.''
The farmer shot Chuck

1/15/2006

SOME WASTED HUMOR

1. Someone stole all my credit cards, but I won't be reporting it.

The thief spends less than my wife did.

2. There was a beautiful young woman knocking on my hotel room door all night!

I finally had to let her out.

3. I just got back from a pleasure trip.

I took my mother-in-law to the airport.

4. I've been in love with the same woman for 49 years.

If my wife ever finds out, she'll kill me!

5. What are three words a woman never wants to hear when she's making love?

"Honey, I'm home!"

1/14/2006

1/13/2006

I'LL BE BACK TOMORROW

Sorry, watching movies tonight. Chicken for dinner. Season for dessert. Than a "workout" to work off the calories. Be back tomorrow.
Jose being dragged away from the computer. It's mating Season

1/12/2006

STRANGERS IN PARADISE VOL. 1

Strangers in Paradise Volume One
Terry Moore writes and draws
01 June, 1998 — — Book

Review Strangers in Paradise Volume One

Now those of you who do read this know that I am a comic book fan. Just because I don't have a wall of comics anymore, doesn't mean that my love for this medium has lessened. I just don't have the income or the space for this anymore. So since I actually have some time on my hands, I've put the Wolfwalker series on hold, and have gone back to an old, but not forgotten love.
First is Terry Moore's Strangers in Paradise (that's the official website). Now any comic book fan out there has at least heard of this series. In it's simplest definition, it's about three friends. Francine, Katchoo and David, three ordinary people with haunted pasts, love filled hearts and simply trying to live in happiness. This is hands down one of the best comic books out in the market today. It's about love, loss, sacrifice and overcoming and accepting life in general. This particular book collects the now almost impossible to find three issue mini series, and introduces you into what can simply be called an amazing and wonderful story. If you want to read something that fills the heart with joy and sadness, you really need to give this book a shot. Trust me, you won't forgive yourself if you don't, because this book is just the doorway, the second book in the series I Dream of You begins the real journey. A journey that is as captivating on the 10th plus read as it was on the first read.

Jose

Review of Transmetropolitan Vol. 1: Back on the Street



Transmetropolitan Vol. 1: Back on the Street
Warren Ellis writes Darick Robertson draws
01 February, 1998 — $7.95 — Book

The original inspiration as to how I would approach this lil waste of space. The "hero" is named Spider Jerusalem. He's a journalist. He's a prick and revels in that fact. He's a chain smoking; drinking and pill popping, jerk who only cares about the truth. But that's just his armor. He's an intelligent man who wants the city to look beyond it's own filth and lies to find the truth. He has a heart and he shows it in the climactic point of this book. He wants the world to open their eyes to the depravity that surrounds it, and do something about it. He is the voice of people who have no voice.
The story takes place in "The City", a nihilistic and technologically overloaded hell. Spider is a retired journalist, who had left for his own sanity, and is dragged back because of a book contract that he HAS to fulfill. So he comes back the City. Than he goes to work, telling the dirty and ugly truth, to save some innocent people, and in the end pays the price for interfering with the police, and the brutal punishment that they were delivering.
This really is a great story with some chuckles, a lot of violence and the first step towards Spider Jerusalem's ultimate destiny.

Jose

JUST SOME IMAGES OF FREINDS WHO I VISITED RECENTLY

david Katchoo
Francine
These images belong to Terry Moore, and I am using them in only the deepest respect for an amazing writer/artist. I've just had some time on my hands, and have gone back and visited some old friends.

1/11/2006

Confessional

AND DRAGGING AND DRAGGING AND DRAGGING


Soon no longer to be stepdad just called me, to tell me that my mother is going for the jugular. Alimony, maintence, pension, house and half of her bills to be paid. Which to me is ironic because just 3 days ago, she told me all she wanted was out of the marriage and when the house was sold, that my sister gets 3/4's of the money. Even more ironic is that she wants the bills she made AFTER she moved out to be paid. Which again is ironic because my soon no longer to be stepdad just recently went to 13 dollars/hr...at a place where he's been working at for over 20 years, and my mother just got a raise at the place where she's worked at for 5 years and makes the same now. Don't get me wrong, I really DO NOT LIKE my soon no longer to be stepdad, but even I can see that all she's trying to do to him is hurt him, because he hurt her and me. The sad part, is she allowed it then. So what I am saying is, if you want it over then just end it. Don't make it a drama. Say it's done and be done with it. Because when you do (meaning both of my "parents") than I'm done with you. Less baggage + less drama = a happy Jose.


Jose

1/10/2006

WHY DO I KEEP GETTING DRAGGED BACK?

You know by now, you'd think I'd know better. I talked to my stepfather, and since he and my mother are going through their divorce (their first hearing is tomorrow morning) and I got to be "the sympathetic shoulder". I want no part of any of this. I told them 5 years ago to fix it or end it. I told them that 4 years ago, 3 years ago, 2 years ago and than I said leave me out of it. I said work it out on your own. Well they aren't and I'm being dragged into it. You know sometimes, I really hate the people who are my family for dragging me into their misery and self loathing. So I guess that's it for now. Talk to you all tomorrow.

Jose

1/08/2006

Review of Star Wars - Clone Wars, Vol. 2

I finally got around to watching my Christmas presents. You know I wasn't expecting much with this. Just some filler material to waste time with. I was wrong. What we got was a solid mini-series minus all the intro's and commercials that actually feels like a Star Wars movie, without being hindered by the limitations of live action. It was enjoyable and informative. It actually leads directly into Star Wars Episode 3 without missing a beat. At first I thought it looked a little too cartoony, but after a about 10 minutes or so, I realized that it had a strong story with important information. If you're a Star Wars fan you should have this, or if you enjoyed Star Wars Episode 3 The Revenge of the Sith, you should see this to get a better overall feel to the saga itself. With that said...enjoy and
I remain a kid at heart, faithful to the force,
named
Jose

1/07/2006

IT'S OPEN SEASON

There's a subject out there that I've been mum on for a long time now. Well, I'm tired, I'm crabby, and I'm sick of being the bad guy, so here's the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but, not that people will believe it.

Over a year ago, a co-worker/friend (although how you can call a person you walk on eggshells around constantly because you never know when she's going to stop talking to you or what you did wrong this time a friend is beyond me) met a guy in a chat room. So, they got talking and she decided that he needed to be tested. She enlisted myself and another co-worker/friend to administer the test. "Tell me if he's a good guy or not, you have better judgement than I do." So, I got on-line and was hauled into a chatroom with the 3 of us girls plus him. We talked for a while, he seemed very nice, and I told her so. She left, but the rest of us stayed and kept talking. Then, the other co-worker left. And he and I kept talking. We had a lot in common. More in common than I do with most people. It was a really awesome conversation. But, he's seeing my friend, so, cool, he and I can be friends. End of that type of thought before it even got going. Would I have been interested in him if they weren't involved with each other? Yes. But...they were...end of story.

He and I continued to talk on-line, about movies, books, pet peeves, anything and everything really. We'd sit and talk for hours, long after she was in bed, while he was at work. Then we'd talk in the morning when he got home from work and when I'd just woken up, usually around 10am. This wasn't a daily occurence, but was a minimum of once a week.

Then the moment came when he drove up to "Rivendale" to surprise her. Unbeknownst to her, he actually visited her after a date with another girl in Marshfield didn't work out. No, I didn't know that at the time. I was told that about six months ago. But by that time, I was the mega-villain and didn't care enough to say anything.

In her eyes, the first meeting went great, and they continued to see each other. In his eyes, well, he didn't want to be alone and they got along ok. So, he drove up to "Rivendale" to meet her friends. I swear she invited everyone she's ever known. Not the first time she'd done that to a guy she met on-line, and probably won't be the last. As compared to the other guy I witnessed being put to the torture test, she did at least talk to him and not ignore him completely. I saw him, knew I was in trouble, and ran. I got completely trashed and left to go to another bar. I was able to shut down any feelings I might have for him that way. Denial is a wonderful thing. Well, not really, but it got me through the night. (He just read over my shoulder and agrees that denial is a good defence mechanism) At one point that evening, I slapped him (so I've been told) and told him that if he hurt her, I'd kill him (that part I remember). Again, denial, but also not. I say not denial because I knew that for him I was capable of going against my own moral code regarding people that are spoken for.
The next time we spoke was about a week later. After I had calmed down the utter mortification I was feeling by my drunken fool behavior upon meeting him in person. I apologized, he said no big deal, and we just kept talking.

The next time we saw each other in person for more than a split second was the day of a huge birthday party, for 5 different people. The girl he was seeing at the time met his parents earlier that day, so I asked him how it went standing less then 10 feet in front of her...facing her the entire time. This obviously meant that I was trying to steal him away from her because she wouldn't talk to me for the rest of the party or for a few weeks after that as well. So, once I realized that I was causing drama at the party (and all the witnesses to it said I didn't do a damn thing wrong), I told him to go talk to her and then I stayed away from her and him. I also went home after the party instead of joining everyone at the bar. This pissed her off too because evidently that was rude. Personally, I figured removing myself from the situation was the politest thing to do and I'm just too fucking old to deal with that high school shit.

Because of the bullshit, I talked to him less after that. It seemed like the right thing to do. He was dating her, I caused tension in their relationship, made sense to me. It sucked tho because I couldn't talk to my friend. The person that I was happy to have as a friend, knowing there was never a chance that we'd be together, and I was ok with that. I understood that. I dealt with it.
Then one day....he said it....those words...those awful words. I hate those words. They are the words that people have said to me in the past. And they usually don't mean them, but just say them to cheer the person they're saying them to up. "If I had met you first..."

Can't be discussed, should never be brought up, stop this line of discussion right now. But he wouldn't. PANIC!!! "You have to say how you really feel," he insists. Think, hard to think, what to say? What's a safe thing to say, but doesn't say anything real? "I would find you intriguing," I reply. Then we chit chat for a while and he disappears.

I immediately send an email to the other friend chosen to test him, including a transcript of the chat (Yahoo history you know). "How does this sound to you? Did I handle it ok? What should I do? Should I tell her?" Her response was, "You handled it fine, sounds really good, oh my God, are you fucking kidding me? Don't tell her. Dammit! You should have been in the chat room that day instead of her!"

And so, after emailing him to delete the conversation from his history because she was coming to visit him and I didn't want him to get in trouble for what I assumed was a drunken moment, I avoided him. He avoided me. We didn't talk for a few weeks. Then, we slowly started talking again. Until the day he was coming up to Rivendale job hunting. He was moving up there to be with her, they'd been talking about marriage. Which ripped me apart, but ok, deal with it. He insisted that we go out to lunch before work. I tried to back away from it, but the man is pushy when he wants something and wouldn't let it go. So, I agreed. And we met for lunch. He talked and talked and talked. I looked at my plate and barely ate anything. For once, I was shy with him, something that I'd never been. Then I had to go to work, where she was pissy because he didn't meet her for her 20 minute lunch. I said, well, he was out to lunch with me. She flipped out. I said, didn't he tell you? Because I couldn't believe he hadn't. And if he did tell her later, and I hadn't said anything...all hell would break loose.

I avoided him after that. Couldn't stand seeing him with her. They were not right for each other. Everyone knew it (except maybe her), everyone had expected it to end long before, but they were moving in together. In order not to say anything, I didn't talk to him any more. Also, to make my life easier at work because she was jealous even tho neither of us had ever done anything.

Occassionally we'd see each other at break at work and talk for a few minutes. We had the same time for the company Xmas dinner, and talked and yes, gave each other a hug in public. It was a quick hug. We both jerked away. I didn't want him getting in trouble because it was sure to get back to her. Which almost made me cry, but I was in public. I didn't want to leave his arms. But other than that...we didn't talk. I had him on permanent invisible on Yahoo so he wouldn't know if I was on-line.

I was going through a really tough time. I wasn't able to talk to my good friend, who if I was honest with myself, I was also in love with. My aunt died. One of my best friends was diagnosed HIV+. I lost it. Good old nervous breakdown time. Don't leave the house except to go to work. Shop only late at night when there are no people around. Some days I couldn't go to work. I stopped living and was barely even existing.

Then in the beginning of April, I logged onto Yahoo. He was on-line. I took him off invis and said hi. We talked for 4 hours. I had been home sick (physically, not mentally this time). Again, pushy man wouldn't take no for an answer and we agreed to meet for a drink the next day. I told him that I'd stay 1 hour at most. I ended up being 20 minutes late because a friend had locked her keys in her car and I stayed to help her out. He was still there and greeted me with a huge smile. We ended up talking until 4am. But we had to keep it a secret from her...of course. Sneaking around when we weren't doing anything but talking about movies, books, and bullshit. And we agreed to meet the same night the following week.

The next week, again, we're just sitting talking. The bartender and the off-duty bartender were the only other people in the bar and they were beyond drunk. So drunk that he was doing the bartending because they could barely stand. "Just kiss her" No, no, no! From both of us. From him, she's my best friend, that's gross! From me, he's dating someone, that's just wrong, I'm not that type of person! "Fine, we're going to dance, you dance too." Thinking it would get them to just shut up, I agreed. He agreed. Brad Paisley We Danced (lyrics at the end of the post) played on the jukebox. We started off holding each other at arms length, like 6th graders at their first dance. Gradually we held each other closer, until we were clinging to each other. I was blushing so much, I thought my head was going to burst into flames. But still nothing was said. We finished the dance, and sat talking until 3:30am. My birthday was that Friday, and he was going to join me and a huge group of people to celebrate.

Friday came and I didn't think he was going to show. But he finally did. She wasn't with him. Oh man, this just got tougher...because I wanted to be in his arms again. We kept everything on the friendship level. Talking with a huge group, nothing drastic going on, just hanging out. We bar hopped a bit. I was drinking beer and "pussy" shots, so I didn't make a fool out of myself again, but I had a nice buzz going just the same. At the last bar, he went off by himself. Sitting at the bar with his head down, while the rest of the group was by the dance floor. Finally, I walked over to him and said, "oh Jose, it'll be alright. Don't you know I love you too?" He winced. I immediately added, "of course I mean as a friend." He looked at me and said, "no no no no no. not just as a friend." And that was it...we started telling each other how we felt. We kissed, the shy, yet wholly emotion filled soft first kiss that's barely a brush of the lips. And then we left the bar.

He left her the next day. But she wouldn't let him go, wouldn't accept that he didn't want to be with her. Didn't know that when he insisted I go out to the bar with him that first time, it was to say goodbye because he was going to throw himself in the river and let it carry him away. Didn't know that he was dying inside. Just like I was. But I didn't tell him to stay with me. I let him go back to her, still trying to do the right thing. Knowing that I would move away as soon as I could after basking in his love for too brief a time. But we couldn't stay apart. He went back to her on Monday. He left her for good on Tuesday. I've never let him go since. I always tell him to stay.

so...am I the bad guy? am I a terrible person for wanting to be with the person that I love more than anyone else in the world? am I a sinner for not wanting him to be with the person who was killing him a little more every day? If so, then that's what I am. And I would do it all over again.

We Danced by Brad Paisley

The bar was empty
I was sweeping up the floor
That's when she walked in
I said, "I'm sorry but we're closed"
And she said "I know,
But I'm afraid I left my purse"
I said, "I put one back behind the bar
I bet it's probably yours"
And the next thing that I knew
There we were, lost in conversation
And before I handed her her purse
I said, "You'll only get this back on one condition"
And we danced
Out there on that empty hardwood floor
The chairs up and the lights turned way down low
The music played, we held each other close
And we danced
And from that moment
There was never any doubt
I had found the one
That I had always dreamed about
And then one evenin'
When she stopped by after work
I pulled a diamond ring out of the pocket of my shirt
And as her eyes filled up with tears
She said, "This is the last thing I expected"
And then she took me by the hand
And said, "I'll only marry you on one condition"
And we danced
Out there on that empty hardwood floor
The chairs up and the lights turned way down low
The music played, we held each other close
And we danced Like no one else had ever danced before
I can't explain what happened on that floor
But the music played We held each other close
And we danced
Yeah, we danced

1/06/2006

SEASON SAYS

This was in an old issue of a work newsletter, written by the president of the company. It made me giggle.


Does the statement, "We've always done it that way" ring any bells...? The US standard railroad gauge (distance between the rails) is 4 feet, 8.5 inches. That's an exceedingly odd number.
Why was that gauge used? Because that's the way they built them in England, and English expatriates built the US Railroads. Why did the English build them like that? Because the first rail lines were built by the same people who built the prerailroad tramways, and that's the gauge they used.
Why did "they" use that gauge then? Because the people who built the tramways used the same jigs and tools that they used for building wagons, which used that wheel spacing.
Okay! Why did the wagons have that particular odd wheel spacing? Well, if they tried to use any other spacing, the wagon wheels would break on some of the old, long distance roads in England, because that's the spacing of the wheel ruts.
So who built those old rutted roads? Imperial Rome built the first long distance roads in Europe (and England) for their legions. The roads have been used ever since.
And the ruts in the roads? Roman war chariots formed the initial ruts, which everyone else had to match for fear of destroying their wagon wheels. Since the chariots were made for Imperial Rome, they were all alike in the matter of wheel spacing. The United States standard railroad gauge of 4 feet, 8.5 inches is derived from the original specifications for an Imperial Roman war chariot. And bureaucracies live forever. So the next time you are handed a spec and told we have always done it that way and wonder what horse's behind came up with that, you may be exactly right, because the Imperial Roman war chariots were made just wide enough to accommodate the back ends of two war horses.
Now the twist to the story... When you see a Space Shuttle sitting on its launch pad, there are two big booster rockets attached to the sides of the main fuel tank. These are solid rocket boosters, or SRBs. The SRBs are made by Thiokol at their factory in Utah. The engineers who designed the SRBs would have preferred to make them a bit fatter, but the SRBs had to be shipped by train from the factory to the launch site. The railroad line from the factory happens to run through a tunnel in the mountains. The SRBs had to fit through that tunnel. The tunnel is slightly wider than the railroad track, and the railroad track, as you now know, is about as wide as two horses' behinds.
So, a major Space Shuttle design feature of what is arguably the worlds most advanced transportation system was determined over two thousand years ago by the width of a horse's behind.
And you thought being a horse's behind wasn't important??

1/05/2006

A BRIEF UPDATE...MORE LATER

Hello my jelly and cream filled bit's of goodness. I have a confession to make. I have had other blogs. I don't write on them anymore. I started them for a plethora of reasons. From being able to be angry and that person not being able to read them, to a place where I could put poetry. Well, I decided that since using blog-city only allows a finite number of posts, I decided to start an archive. I'm still working on it, and I may be for a little while. You see, I'm selfish and very clingy to my blogs, so I figured I'd condense all of them into one new "old" blog. I started by finding them all...which took a lot of time. I forgot where they were. But after abusing google, I found them. Only a couple have survived, inactivity seems to do make them deletable, so after a whole lot of copying and pasting, I have taken them off their "dead" blogs, deleted the old blogs and saved the postings. When, I get further with the archive, I'll be linking it here. That's all for now...i'll be back later tonight with more, but since I was here anyways, meaning at the puter, I figured why not tell you what is in the works. I think I may have even posted some of the old poems on here, but I'll be going through all that too. So for now I remain...
Jose

1/04/2006

Review of Diablo #1: Legacy of Blood

THIS WAS CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP!! I can't believe I wasted the time to read this one. I would have been better off playing the game, where at least spending 4 days I would have finished the game and even though I wasted four days in front of the computer I would have felt like I acomplished so much more. The story was weak. The characters were the steroptypical...demon bad, ghosts want to keep living, selfish sorceress, evil general, cursed items, BLAH FRIKKEN BLAH!! I'm sorry if I'm being harsh, but for chrissakes, I honestly would rather watch Barb Wire 52.844036697247706422018348623853 times(that's the amount of time I spent reading this book and that's how many times I would have to watch the 109 minute movie). I also think Barb Wire is one of the most wretched things ever made for cinema, but it is actually less painful than this book. So with that said
I remain truly happy that I have the Wolfwalker Books to finish and i am still
Jose

NOW THAT I'VE CLEANSED THE BAD TASTE FROM MY MOUTH

My sassy friends, and belligerent neighbors, my gawd how I have missed you all. I know, I know, it's been a long time. Damn near 15 minutes since I last posted and close to 30 hours since my last daily uppiedate. So nothing much is going on, just trying to avoid cleaning...and being successful. Yay me!! Had to deal with the landlord because he couldn't find the rent check. So I went down to the bank...just my luck to have my landlord be the VP of a local bank...well anyways, I went down after they served me with the pay or get your deadbeat ass outta my house paper. Lo and behold, I'm in his office and on his desk I see the envelope that had my rent check. So he was about to start going into his Late Rent spiel, when I just casually told him I was there on Friday...he was in a meeting, so I was instructed to leave it in an envelope with one of the tellers. I then pointed to this envelope that was sitting on his desk and said "And that's my rent sir." To which he said..."oh good well thanks for coming down and taking care of this." Like I had a frikken choice. The rent's been on his desk for 5 days and he didn't notice. Well for some reason that didn't instill much confidence into the financial institution of which he is the VP of. So I guess I'll be sticking with my good old credit union that I've had 12 1/2 years.
So I’ve been catching up on my blog reading and I realized I'm NOT the only one with infrequent updates. I know I missed entire months, but not having a porn loader aka computer, kind of hinders the ability to update, but I think I've been doing a decent job since. I know I've been kind of cheating doing reviews, but hey it works for me. It gives me a reason to read new books and reread the ones in my library, because simply I like to read. The same goes for movies. When times are tight, I tend to sell them, yet there are some that I CANNOT part with, so why not give people a heads up with them? If I like it or hate it, you'll be the third to know. Me, being the first and Season, being the second. I know I know, I ramble. But that's what I do. The other day Season got upset with me for writing on here. But at that moment I had the desire to write. Now being a guy who would one day like to write for a living (fat chance there I know, but it's still a dream), there are times when the desire to write something takes precedent over everything. So writing on here gives me the false sense that I'm actually a writer. It's like role-playing. I pretend I'm a writer. So after all this time I figured out how to do the review thing. So now I'm a pretend writer, and a pretend critic. That goes along with being a comedic genius (you see, in my head I'm a comedic genius, so everything I say is hysterical...in my head, but when it comes out well than I'm just a schmuk, but my defense is that "genius is never truly understood, until after you're dead...and that's my story). So I guess there it is. My reason d'etre. So I think that's all for now...until then I remain
A credit union using fool named
Jose

1/03/2006

Review of The Brothers Grimm

Terry Gilliam, Terry Gilliam, Terry Gilliam. Terry Gilliam directed it. Terry Gilliam from Monty Python. Terry Gilliam made it very very cool. He DIRECTED IT! Matt Damon and Heath Ledger were very cool in it playing roles that are a long stretch from their usual spiels. BUT IT"S TERRY FRIKKEN GILLIAM!!!! So, go see it. Rent it. Buy it. Just don't miss it. It's funny and dark. But mostly it is entertaining, and it's fun, and it's dark, and it's just a damn good movie.
Jose

THE ADVERTISING WHORE IS BACK

Hello my saucy little numbers. It seems that I might have a new reader. YAY ME!!!! So I decided to makes some changes to the bookmarks. I realized that putting links to other blogs would be way cooler...than having comics on there. Now I will still be here being the advertising whore that I so love to be, but comics will be in the entries and very cool blogs will be in the bookmarks. So I ended up reading this particular blog...and it was a fun read. It was honest (a very big thing for me). And I know Season will love the entry where Hannah talks about ...umm oh hell...let's just cut and paste:

I ordered a burger and he a chicken sandwhich. This started the whole "eating complex" thing I had going while he was here. Every single time we went out, he got less food then me. I probably wouldn't have really noticed, exept then he mentioned to me no other girl he knew would have gotten a big burger and then eaten it practicaly. (such as I was doing) I blame my brother for my lack of daintyness. But, that feminine quality is far overrated anyhow.

Personally speaking, if you're hungry than eat damnit. I’m pretty sure when Season gets home she'll add her 2 cents worth. She usually does...LOL...oh crap; I think I'll be paying for that later. But it is something I will be checking on from time to time...even though it would be easier to just sign up for a mailing list, hint hint. I don't know if it's new or not, because there was no calendar, to check past entries, but either way it was an enjoyable. So for now my little chickadees...and I mean just now...I'll be back in a little bit to do some more postings cuz for the next few days I have all the time in the world.

Till than I remain just what I always was a fool

Named Jose.

PS I almost forgot Duel that's what I was talking about. Duel is the blog. Go read Duel damnit. I mean now!!!

1/02/2006

INSPIRATIONS FROM A SMALL TOWN IN KANSAS

Hello again my tasty friends. Just a little self indulgent play by play of this mundane world I call mine. I'm feeling all spicy cuz I got my smokes, beer, and a little bit o'time to write this morning. First off I want to thank all 5000+ people who have taken time to read this lil waste o’space, which really made my day. It is a pretty good feeling knowing that someone out there reads my ramblings. If you do come by and have a blog let me know. I've said it before; I'm a blog advertising whore, especially if I like it. Than it gets linked. Sound cool?
Second thing, I want to thank all the people in 2005, for making it a truly wonderful year. The people who still like me, and of course the people who don't. One can't become a better person unless; they have both in their lives.
Third, I want to thank whatever divine entity is out there. You have given me many gifts and many chances to enrich myself, and those around me. I haven't taken any of that for granted, since you blessed me with a reason to do so.
And lastly, I am thankful for every breath I take, every morning I wake up, every smile I make (both yours and mine), every laugh, every tear, every hug, every kiss and my chance to just be thankful. So with all that said...
It's the 2nd day of a new year, which means I have 6 months left of my 33rd year of life outside the womb. It hasn't been an easy 6 months, but it has been a great 6 months. A short recap in no particular order...

-My cuz got arrested, and will be going away for a lil while
-Moved to Waukesha, WI from Rhinelander aka Rivendale
-My step dad got served divorce papers
-Moved back into my old apartment
-Got my driving privileges back
-Started yet another job I don't like
-My sister dumped an asshole of a boyfriend
-Saw the chronicles Of Narnia
-And Corpse Bride
-And loved them both
-Met Season's siblings.
-Met Season's best friends
-Saw a live band for the first time in over 2 years

Now that may not seem like a lot, or it may depend on who you are, but those are some of the highs and lows of my 33rd year of life. Now what does that have to do with anything? I just finished watching Smallville Season 2 and Chloe Sullivan played by Allison Mack, had this awesome confession to Clark Kent. Umm I figured I didn't need to link Clark's name, but the actor who plays him (Tom Welling) will get a link. Now in the episode Fever Chloe says this

"I want to let you in on a secret. I'm not who you think I am. In fact, my disguise is so thin; I'm surprised you haven't seen right through me. I'm the girl of your dreams masquerading as your best friend. Sometimes I want to rip off this facade like I did at the Spring Formal, but I can't because you'll get scared and you'll run away again. So I decided that it's better to live with a lie than expose my true feelings."

"My dad told me there are two types of girls. The ones you grow out of and the ones you grow into. I really hope I'm the latter. I may not be the one you love today, but I'll let you go for now, hoping one day you'll fly back to me because I think you're worth the wait."


And I broke down. That, I think was one of the most beautiful things someone can say, especially knowing that they can never have the one thing that can make them whole. Someone whose mere presence fills you with joy and pain, and like I said, I cried. Because actually living through this moment, was one of the hardest moments of my life. I don't really know where any of this is going, but I heard that, and I thought I should share it. It's not easy living any kind of lie, and when your heart's and hope's on the line, it just makes it that much more unbearable. So I think if you get the chance to say something to the one you love, take the chance. The answer might hurt more, but the weight of the burden of the lie is considerably less.
well g'nite my tasty friends, because it's time for me to go to bed with the girl I took that chance

with, and I have never regretted it once.

so I remain a lucky man named Jose