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Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Prophetic, perhaps
KG3 got a brand-new laptop computer for graduation. Im sure shell put it to good use next year as she enters high-school, but right now its essentially a storage device to load up her new iPod Nano. Once we get the internet connected to it, itll be a different story. Im sure well have to litterally pry her off of it once she gets online.
The laptop that she got is a Gateway PC. Many of you know that I am a devout Mac user. It kinda made my stomach churn when I told my mother to buy her PC instead of a Mac, but I knew that the PC would be more compatible with her school than the Mac would. Besides, if she got a Mac, Id always be messing with it instead of letting her use it (just kidding). Im just not looking forward to all of the crashes, errors, viruses, etc. that shell inevitably get.
There was one thing in particular that I thought was funny while I was setting up the laptop. The computer comes with a 24 page start-up guide (couting the cover) of which 4 pages were devoted to using the computer, while 16 were devoted to what to do to fix things when it messes up. Hmmmmmm........a prophecy?!.
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Sunday, May 27, 2007
Ejukated Skolurs
Well, the time finally came. Yes, our little girl is now officially a high school student! It blows my mind how fast time passes and that in just a few more years she will be out of our house and on her own. While Im glad that she has grown up as a free, independent thinker and that her personality is a force to be reckoned with, Im not looking to the times where she will try and spread her wings by challenging our authority. High school was the age where I was a holy terror as a child. The first two years went okay and the BAM I turned into the worst kid ever. I just hope that shell be able to go through that transition easier than I did.
As strange as it seems, we had FOUR graduations this year. Unfortunately we didnt make it to one of them though. Cody, the oldest of my brothers graduated from Southern Illinois University, Kaleb (aka KG1) graduated from High School, while my brother KG2 and The Brat (KG3) graduated from 8th grade. A pretty big week for the lives of all of them.
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Saturday, May 19, 2007
Inconceivable...
Captain Alex bet me that he could fit into an 18 x 18 x 24 cardboard box last night. Of course I took the bet! Who the hell could humanly do that in the first place? Well I guess only Alex and a small group of circus freaks can! I hate losing bets!!!! I shoulda thrown the box down the stairs before he got out.
So I guess I learned never to bet against Captain Alex ever again! I was impressed that he could contort that way! Its amazing that he ever leaves the house....

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Wednesday, May 16, 2007
One Day Only Sale
Here in Illinois, we have a regional farming store called Rural King.
Its rather unique in the fact that you can buy everything from tractors, to power tools, to clothing, and even live animals like baby chickens and quail.
Every year, the store has a bucket sale where they give a 20% discount to anything that you can put in a 5 gallon bucket. Pretty amazing really, considering everything that you can fit in one of those. One of the past bucket sales led to the conversation between KG3 (formerly known as The Brat) and her Aunt.
KG3: So you really get 20% off of everything?
Aunt: Sure do. But only things that you can fit in these 5-gallon buckets.
KG3: Anything? Really?!
Aunt: Anything in the store.....
KG3: Hmmmmm....... I wonder how many of those baby chickens we could cram into a bucket?
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Tuesday, May 15, 2007
The Daily Grind?!
Ever wonder what happens to those little puppies that they just can't sell? It kind of bothers me that this pet shop advertises puppies, kittens and Fish Bait at the same time. But I'm sure its a reputable place and all. You can tell they really take care of things around there! I mean, you wouldn't believe how good of shape their plywood puppies sign is in. Ugh...... Begs the question about what a puppy mill really means, doesn't it? Are puppy mills where they grind them up for fish bait?
I think I just made myself sick.........

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Friday, May 11, 2007
Letters, we get letters........
This comes in from Sioux, she's upset over nothing:
It's Beatles not Beetles. Come on, Derek.
And speaking of Beatles........
I was using a shareware program for my iPod called iSquint. Its a pretty cool little piece of software that can convert just about any movie file to a format that your ipod can use. Even though the software is clever, I about died when I went to the help menu and saw these Beetles lyrics embedded in the Help menu!

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Thursday, May 10, 2007
Swamp Ass
So I've been really tired lately because it that time of year when I work myself to death. So far it hasn't been too bad, but I need to keep it from taking over my whole summer like it did last year.
Today started out hazily. I drug myself around like a zombie for most of the morning even though I went to bed early the night before. Wendy finally managed to awaken me enough to comprehend that I needed to drag myself to my feet. I really felt like a zombie. I dragged my feet across the floor like the undead on the movies. Zombies don't shave. Zombies don't shower. Zombies don't make coffee. Zombies don't change their underwear or socks (But I did). By noon my zombified actions has settled in to a smell case of swamp-ass thanks to the scorching sun. I can't wait to shower!
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Tuesday, May 8, 2007
Family Jewels
Captain Alex: I saw an awesome girl on youtube last night singing a Beetle song. She was really good! She reminded me of Jewel.
Me: I liked Jewel when she first came out. I always thought she was pretty, even if she had that weird snaggletooth.
Captain Alex: Dude, she lived in her car for a year. She deserves to have a snaggletooth.
Me: Yeah I guess so.
Captain Alex: That tooth probably helped her survive in the car. It was her seal eating tooth!
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Thursday, May 3, 2007
Unchained Melodies
Me: Did you hear about Michael Jacksons plan to build a 50 foot robot of himself?
Paul: No! Are you serious?
Capt. Alex: Yeah! Hes trying to commission it right now.
Me: And it has to wander around the Nevada desert aimlessly. By itself...... He wants it to be viewable from airplanes. Oh, and it has to shoot lasers from its eyes!
Paul: Real lasers?
Me: Yeah, real lasers!
Paul: Like the kind that can set people on fire?
Capt. Alex: No Paul. Cmon, thats just stupid. Lasers cant set people on fire!
Me: Yeah, get real Paul!
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Monday, May 2, 2007
Letters, we get letters........
It never fails that more than half of my emails seem to come from people who want to complain about what I write. While some readers email the complaints just to get me workd up (ahem, BDanke) , some are actually angry. I usually have to explain that most of my posts shouldn't be taken seriously.
But sometimes I really do mean what I say. A few years ago I wrote about my childhood bully who was sent to prison for murder. He was a monster in my eyes and I back 100% of what I said in my posts regarding him. I am however a father, and know when to do what is right. After having the following correspondence, I am going to remove two former posts from way back in 2005! Not because I don't feel exactly as I did when I wrote them, but because I am a swell guy with a good heart.
Penutsmama sent in this letter regarding a post made back in 2005. Since I will be removing the monster in questions name (and I'm funny), I will repace it with the moniker Mr. Pickles.
Mr. Greenwood,
I just came across your blog, by accident, and I was VERY disturbed. Your rant on Mr. Pickles left out quite a bit of information. I left out the fact that while in high school, he was battling addictions and quite possibly this was the cause of your torment. I am sure if you were to ask him when we was successful at his addictions, he had many regrets, possibly one of them was his torment of you.
While Mr. Pickles was clean, he was a wonderful person. He is a father to two beautiful children and step father to one. He was one of the most gifted and creative writers you might ever have the fortune to meet. Mr. Pickles fought the brave fight and unfortunately, lost the fight to alcohol and drugs after years and years of sobriety.
I know Mr. Pickles and I know how much he is hurting because of his actions. Know that it was not Mr. Pickles but the drugs that killed that man. Mr. Pickles is serving his sentence and doing it like a man. Which is more than I can say for someone such as yourself who is gleeful in regards to the situation.
Reply:
Thank you for taking the time to write me about my post. I honestly had to go back and read what I has written so long ago. I appreciate hearing your honest opinion regarding Mr. Pickles. I hope you don't read this and feel as if I am trying to argue with you on the matter, but I will be honest and reply to your message.
My "rant" on Mr. Pickles was based upon my life experiences with him and how he affected not only my life, but the life of the victim. While I'm sure that he was capable of being a kind man to some, he was the epitome of evil in my life and the family of his victim.
I hope he has come to terms and regrets what he has done to others, as you say. But just because he regrets his actions in no way should negate the seriousness of his past actions. You stated that it wasn't Mr. Pickles that killed the man, but the drugs. Drugs cannot murder on their own. There must be a person, a host, a drive if you will that is provoked by the drugs. Saying that he wasn't responsible for what he did is as asinine as saying that it was the air planes and not Al-Queda who blew up the World Trade Center. It just doesn&Mac226;t make sense as an excuse.
I'm sorry that you feel offended by my knowing only "part of the story", but you too only know part of the story. Luckily, you were never tormented to the point of near suicide by Mr. Pickles as I was during childhood. His behavior certainly made me a stronger person in the long run, but no one should have to live with that type of abuse.
The part of your email that states that he is doing it like a man, which is more than I can say for you.... is ridiculous. You have no basis for that claim at all. Of course I'm not serving a prison sentence like a "man". I have done many "manly" things in my life. I spent four years in the Marine Corps, I put myself through college, I raised a beautiful daughter, but no, I've never been to prison because of a drug-induced rampage. I'm sorry that you feel that you have to attack my character to justify what Mr. Pickles has done in the past. Jesus wouldn't like that at all.
So consider him to be a fallen, misrepresented hero in your own eyes if you want. Your opinion is just that, an opinion. And even as your experiences paint him to be a troubled angel, mine see him as a monster.
As a father, I can understand if you would like me to remove the post for the sake of his children. It would be senseless for them to discover these horrible actions of their father, if they didn't already understand what was going on. I'll be sure to remove any and all of the post(s) regarding Mr. Pickles if you wish, but I can't, nor won't ever bring myself to forgive him.
Peanutsmama's Reply:
Thank you for your response. Yes, I would like for you to remove the posts. When I "googled" Mr. Pickles name, your blog was the first thing that appeared. I would hate for any of his children to ever read that... true as it may be. I cannot imagine what they have already read and heard. I am only thankful they're far removed from Kalamazoo and the nightmare that was their life at the time of Mr. Pickles's arrest.
I do not doubt your story. In any way, shape or form. When Mr. Pickles lost his many battles with addiction - which happened many times - I saw something in him that was not pretty. It was never directed at me, for which I am thankful. I cannot imagine what he put you through - it must have been awful for you to still harbor the resentment. I can only imagine what the victims family or those Mr. Pickles held hostage are feeling as well.
What I wrote about you being a "man", I retract. It just bothers me to see someone so gleeful about Mr. Pickles' imprisonment. For life. Not because I believe he should be let out - quite the contrary - I am a HUGE believer in eye for an eye justice. I suppose, since Mr. Pickles is my friend, that I am thankful Michigan does not. It bothers me for his partner, friends, family and most importantly, his children. His parents seem to be wonderful people. I will never forget the conversation I had with Mr. Pickles' father when he told me what Mr. Pickles had done. As a parent myself, I cannot imagine what they're going through. To know your own flesh and blood is capable of such monsterous behavior is something I hope I never experience.
No, it was not the drugs that killed that man and went on the rampage. It was Mr. Pickles. Mr. Pickles on drugs. Mr. Pickles, when he was not on drugs, was a wonderful human being. A great father, partner and friend. He helped me through a really tough time (or what I thought was a tough time - I was young!) and for that, I will always call Mr. Pickles a friend. It's hard for me. Very hard. Especially with my beliefs. However, I know the man Mr. Pickles was when he was not under the influence and I know the man he aspired to be. I know of all of the addicts he helped counsel and the fight he fought. It saddens me he had to lose his fight at the cost of someone's life and other happiness (i.e. you). And, no, I do not consider him a fallen hero. I consider him a wasted life as he did have a lot to offer. If you had read some of his writings, you would know he had a gift.
I am not asking you to forgive him and I believe it is not possible. I only ask that you remove the posts because he has children. Children who do not need to know anymore horrible things about him than they already do.
Thank you.
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