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Rave?: A friend is moving back to the states, and wants to bring his maid back with him, as she's gotten very close with his son. He wants me to marry the maid. That would mean residency for her in the states, and residency for me here in Costa Rica. Plus, he'll throw me a proper bachelor party just because it'll be fun, and we haven't settled on an amount, but I would receive a nice chunk of change for helping him out. I'm not going to jump right into it, but I'm trying to find a downside...
Mrs. Noland comes home tomorrow. She's been gone 4 weeks. I'd fuck a snake right now if someone would hold it straight.
Rave/Rant: Flew three times this week. Kind of wish it was five. Rave: Don't fly tomorrow, weekend begins now. Rant: Might not fly until next Wednesday, which pushes my solo flight until the week after. Crap.
RANT: What the fuck is up with Harley Davidson and the people associated with the brand these days? I went out with my son today doing some wholesome father and son activities like going to the hardware and autoparts stores, and I took him by a couple of car dealerships to look at the new models while I got some parts I needed. After that, we drove by the Harley-Davidson dealer, and I asked him if he wanted to stop and see some bikes. Like any red-blooded American boy, he said yes. The place was huge; it had three levels: the first floor was for used bikes, the second was for new bikes, and the third was what seemed to be a waiting area with tables and a balcony. On the first floor, I was told that my son couldn't get on the bikes. We went to the second floor, and we were practically mauled by a salesman who came up and shook my hand, gave me his card and asked me how he could help. I told him we were just looking, and he said that was fine, and that he could answer ANY question I had. ANY question. So I asked him why my son couldn't get onto the bikes. He said that he would have to be supervised, and I told him that I was his father, and I was there to supervise him. He begrudgingly allowed Li'l Bandit to get on the bikes, where he (Li'l Bandit) proceeded to ask questions about how you operate a motorcycle. I explained it as it was explained to me while the salesman hovered behind me, practically looking over my shoulder and breathing down my neck. It's not like a nine year old kid is going to break a bike made out of rubber and steel. I asked the salesman about the pros and cons of a springer fork vs. a hydraulic fork, and he couldn't tell me*, because he had never ridden a bike with a springer fork. Once we were done there, Li'l Bandit wanted to go to the top level, but we were called down halfway up the stairs, and the salesman told me that level was now the employee meeting area. There were no signs designating it as such. I told him that my son just wanted to look out on the balcony, but he refused. So we left. I thought Harleys were supposed to be about freedom, and that the people who rode and liked them were supposed to be easy going and laid back. For what it's worth, we have never experienced that kind of treatment at other motor cycle/ATV/jet ski/car dealers. Hell, at the Chevy dealer we went to today, the salesman encouraged Li'l Bandit to get into a new Corvette and try the shifter out. He didn't say a thing when I looked under the hood and under the body. *Can anyone tell me the pros and cons of a sprung fork vs. a hydraulic?
Rant: Brazilian and leg wax. Rave: Smoothness. Like slick and slippery smoothness. Weird Rant: What's up with like 5 guys from my past getting in touch with me out of the blue in the past week? I was really glad to hear from two of them but the others can fuck off. I need to not be so nice and just say that.
RAVE: Semi-new outlook on life. Going to start doing more stuff for me and put my priorities first. RANT: Dont know what I'm going to do with myself. I feel like a lot of doors have opened, but I'm not sure which one's I want to take. RANT: I was walking my dog last night and passed by this house that people haven't live in for a couple months. Didn't think anything of it until I seen that lights on, ok whatever maybe someone moved in. As I passed by it, I turned to the left and there was a little girl staring out of the bottom floor window right at me at like 11:30 at night and just her head was visible. It scared the living shit out of me to say the least.
RAVE: Clutch is going to be in Fargo in September. I'm excited to go to a concert with my brother. RAVE: Gonna spend all day with the GF tomorrow. RANT: Looks like it might rain tomorrow so it looks like a motorcycle ride is out of the question. RANT: She's on the rag still Saturday so spending all day in bed isn't an option.
Rave: Last day working one of my summer jobs today. No more teaching tennis for another year! Rave: I leave for vacation tonight, going to my grandparents cabin up in Canada. A week of fishing, kayaking, drinking, and camping. Rave: Watching Wristcutters: A Love Story at work today. Rant/Rave: I have a ton of reading to do on vacation, including Lord of the Flies, A Separate Peace, Great Expectations, and A Scarlet Letter. Student teaching should be interesting! Rave: Almost done reading the Night Angel Trilogy. On the last book now, which I'll finish before I start my school reading.
Rave: I've been working for my current employer for about 14 months now and I still really like my job. Rant: I'm tempted to quit because of one lousy, obsolete piece of equipment that I have to use daily. The machine's life span as suggested by the manufacturer ended 4 or 5 years ago. When I'm running the machine, I spend about a third of the time clearing jams and fixing various problems. Quite stressful. On top of that, the specific model is no longer made. If a major part breaks, it absolutely cannot be replaced. The company, for whatever reason, insists on paying close to $20,000 annually for maintenance instead of just buying a new machine. Makes no sense.
RAVE: Heard back from one of my school's football coaches, through one of those "friend of a friend of a friend" deals, and once they get everything settled with the new coaching staff and the rosters, they'll take me for a volunteer position. I should get a call from the coach himself (or someone close to him) in the coming weeks. This is fucking huge. I want to coach after college, and it looks like I may finally have my foot in the door.
Rant: Fuck me, fake marriages are a really serious offense. After some PMs and a little research, there is no fucking way I can marry the maid. I care about the kid a lot, but it's not worth being Bubba's bitch for 5-15.
RAVE: I have a Stanley carpet knife! Goodbye, dissolving motherfucker! You're going down! RAVE: I have twenty blades. I will be attacking this floor like a raving lunatic tomorrow. RAVE: Jim Beam. That is all.
Rave: My weekend is going to be much more exciting than ripping up flooring. Rave: Road trip, shopping and lots of sex.
Rant: I lent my portable HD to some friends, it had 1 tb of content, that's right, HAD. The fuckers somehow wiped the thing. How could someone be so fucking careless & inept?
Rant: Not even a month into marriage and I fucked up my ring. My ring is an old Swedish ring, 20kt, and really nice. While swatting at a fly I flicked my wrist, and it went flying off, and hit the wall, and compressed, and then the binding joint came undone. Fuck.
Rant:Have to drive 17 hours with U-Haul attached from Mississippi to DC to move into my new place. Not looking forward to that one. Suggestions for things to do for 17 hours? Rave:Got an interview for a really great internship that I'm interested in! Really really hope it works out. It's unpaid, but it would add some professional experience to my resume, which is in desperate need of some.
Mega Stupid Crazy Rave: I just saw the Soundwave festival line up. Its fucking awesome. I'd pay the $150 to see any two of my favoutrites there. Iron Maiden Queens Of The Stone Age Slayer Primus Slash 30 Seconds To Mars Stone Sour Avenged Sevenfold Rob Zombie Social Distortion Gang Of Four New Found Glory Pennywise Sum 41 Anberlin The Gaslight Anthem Third Eye Blind Devildriver Sevendust Less Than Jake The Bronx Monster Magnet Terror Mxpx Protest The Hero Melvins 36 Crazyfists Ill Nino The Ataris The Starting Line Bayside Mad Caddies The Maine Trash Talk Mayday Parade Foxy Shazam Never Shout Never The Blackout Alesana Asking Alexandria All That Remains High On Fire Dommin The Sword Kylesa A Skylit Drive There For Tomorrow Breathe Carolina Taking Dawn I See Stars Rise To Remain Nonpoint Veara Every Avenue
Rave- Proposition 8! Rant- Assholes (I'm looking at you religious right) that are still fighting this. Give it up and pull your head out of your ass. Your personal convictions don't trump the rights of a whole demographic.