Well, have you ever had one of those moments that you think, "Dangit, I wish I had never done that!!!!" and is is like 10 years after you did that.

Well combine that with Big Brother(1984), and you get Uncle Sam saying to you, "Just a minute their, you can't buy that just yet."

So almost 10 years ago, I was going though a mid-life crises, feeling sorry for my self, and wishing I had something that I couldn't afford.

By the way that leaves me with eight more years, I had always longed to have a computer, a nice laptop, their is so much you can do with a laptop, yes they had those back then, it was only ten years ago.

I wanted a top of the line, zip, zap, zoom, network card and everything.  Well I found one and barrowed it without asking, and without any intent of returning it.  Well me being the "goody two shoes" that I am, felt a little guilty, (My Mom caught me with it and asked where I got it, well you can't lie to Mom.)  So I took it back to my teacher, and told him I took it and was sorry, if he could keep it on the down low so my sister wouldn't catch any flack from it.

Well all went fine and dandy, the cops didn't even show up asking me about it, no insurance company calling and telling me I had to pay for any fees or restitution or anything(the teacher told my sister that the laptop never worked better then when he got it back from me, and wanted me to come back and work on it).  So I thought that that was it.

Monday I go to pick up my gun and fill out the "yellow sheet" which is what a dealer has to have filled out so he can do a criminal background check on you.  He calls it in and they say I was denighed.  Meaning I couldn't buy the gun, and then asked the dealer for my address.

I get home call the PoPo and ask why I couldn't own a gun, they say I have an "open larceny over $3000.00" investigation.  So what do I do now.

Well get them to close the case and ***poof***, I can own a gun.  Dosen't sound to hard does it, well I will let you know what happens.

For Shroom, I plan on mostly shooting targets with it, but come live or die, if I can aim, I have a better chance on living.

I do hunt, and am looking into getting into big game, ie; deer, elk, bear, etc.  If any of you think hunting is bad, which I don't, just remember if you eat it, it dosen't go to waste.

BlackWolf

So I finaly did it, I been wanting to do it for quite awile now.  In fact many years.  I went out and bought something for $350.00.

I got a real good deal and it was listed at $429.00, and on sale the man listed it as $390.00, I got it for $350.00, including taxes.

I am now the proud owner of a, well I will be on monday, that is when I pick it up, a . . .

Are you ready. . .are you drooling in anticipation. . .do you want me to tell you before you throw rocks at the screen . . .no you are just going to go read someone else's site. . .ok, ok, ok, I'll tell ya just a second, drum roll please . . .

A "P90 Ruter, simi-auto, 45 cal. handgun" isn't that the coolest thing.  Well it is a Ruter and not a S&W(Smith and Wessen), but they wanted upwards of 7 or 8 hundred for those, so a ruter will do for now.

Well have a good night.

BlackWolf

So I look at my checkbook, which I put on the computer a few weeks ago and said.  That is so freakin cool I got money for Christmas.  And went out a spendin.

Last week I go to do my quarterly "make sure what is in my bank statement matches what I got on the computer"

Well it seems that sometime around thanksgiving I "projected" a paycheck to make sure that I had plenty of money to send in my car payment.  Well come to the actual payday I enter my check and forget to delet the projection.

So last week I found out that my account is $850.00 bucks shorter then it is supposed to  be.  Thats a bad thing just in case you couldn't tell.

But do not despair or worry for me, please don't send money. . .wait you can do that if you really want to.  But for those of you who get paid bi-monthly, this month of January and again in August, you get three paychecks in one month.

I AM COVERED BY THE GRACE OF GOD!!!!

Why I do not know.  Well I know he loves me, but I don't know why, well I know that too, but you know what I mean.

So I figue since I am sitting here board to death till 19:00 MST which is when the season primeir of "Starget SG1" comes on the sci-fi channel I would let you know who got what of my salary from last year.

Total was just $23.18 short of $31,000.00.

1.4% went to medical insurance, of course I went to the docter once and wasted something like 300 bucks on medical insurace this year.

13.2% went to uncle sam for his general overspending on a bunch of crap.  A good chunk of this I will get back, but sense I am a "white, single, male" I will not get back as much as so many others will.

6.1% goes to "FICA" which is social security, something that if Bush doesen't get his "let the young ens tie part of it to the stock markey" I will probably never see it.

1.4% went to "FMHI-FICA" which is like unemployment insurence or some other crap that I will never see.

4.3% went to the WONDERFUL state of Colorado so that they can waste it.

0.1% went to life insurance, which I belive is a complete waste cause even if I collect it, I can't collect it.

Which all leaves me a measly 22750ish.  And what did I do with that, wasted it just like the government.

So there ya go that took like 20 minutes and I still have 2hrs and 35 mins to be board.

Later

BlackWolf

So I went and talked to the big boss last night, no not God, but the boss of the company that I work for, well one of the bossed of the company that I work for, he is like the area CEO.

Anyway they (work) were only going to give me a 1% raise this year, i told them they could stick it where the sun don't shine and I want to talk to the big man.

So I talked to him, told him I didn't like being jacked around, and now we will see what is going to happen.

BlackWolf

PS I don't think this had anything to do with my dream yesterday morning but . . .well who knows.

So you already know that sometimes I ask for help in interperting my dreams.  Well here it goes again.

Just remember I am the most best Gentelmen any of you all know.

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There was some sort of medical emergency or something of the kind.  Anyway we(a medium group of people maybe 20 or 30) are hearded into hallway(one resembling the hall to the east side of the main aduitorium at TMM in GV) and taken to two normal doors, one opens into a big room (resembling a shower room off of a locker room, wide open tile floor to ceiling etc.)to the right one to the left.

We all need to be checked medicaly for some reason and are asked to strip for the exam, well at this time I realize that this gruop is all female, except myself.  Suddely I got a towel around my waist and I have no idea how it got their(this is very disturbing in my dream, like I fell asleep standing up and suddenly I am sitting on a bench with a towel aronnd my waist, very odd) anyway back to the even more distubing but slightly more exciting.  All these women, or most of them, like the ones who aren't warein towels are naked.

So what do you think a guy like me would do in a room full of naked or at least simi naked beutiful women.

Of course I avert my eyes as much as possable, stare at my toes etc, I only look when someone is speaking to me, like the docter or something, but every time I look up their is a mirror and I see the naked women in it and quickly look away, strait at another naked women then back at my feet.

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So why wasn't I like any of the other guys I know, or myself would probably do in the real life situation, and enjoy the beauty that fate has befallen me.  Why do I be the Gentelman and advert my eyes, espectialy when no one in the room seemed to mind being watched.  Am I a freak, well I already know the answer to that, but am I a freak to anouther freak, am I like so far out of freakdom that it is like something we don't have a word for yet, like you got a scale,

Kinda Normal,  Simi Normal, Normal, Freak, . . .

am I the ". . ." maybe I will call it a "Yurtynshatodo" am I a yurt.  I don't want to be a yurtynshatodo.  Although if I am a yurtynshatodo and don't know it I don't seem to mind to much(with the exception of not looking at all the preaty girls) so maybe it ain't so bad.

I don't know.

Later

BlackWolf

PS.  remeber this is for interpertaion only, don't start any wierd religouns cults from it or anything.

So there I was, thinking "Holy Crap, I ain't wrote in forever people probably think I am dead. . . what should I write. . .well I though of like a hundred things but then thought that would be too long.  So I thought I would just give you a few highlights of my past year.

We'll work from most recent to oldest.

I got something for Christmas that I have been wanting for like forever.  And I finaly got one.  It is a remote controled car.  Its a F250 pickup with Harley Davidson stickers all over it.  It is real cool and I have been able to terrorize all kinds of animals with it.

Next would be telling my boss that a 1percent raise was not going to keep me around for very long, so if any of you know of a good driving job that pass a gross of at least 2700.00 to 3000.00 a month let me know.

Next would be almost dieing.  I was taking a truck/trailer combination full of pigs up a steep hill and the truck lost traction on the ice and snow and started sliding back down real fast, I guided it over to the ditch so I could get some tracktion on the lose dirt and it jackknifed.  I am proud to say that the only casulty was 1 inch of a "The Beast" size butterfinger candy bar.

Next would be throwing up, no wait I just wanted you to know that the one just up of this has nothing to do with only getting a 1 percent raise, really nothing at all, anyway back to my puke.  I wasn't feeling to good when I woke up that morning and I went into the bathroom, sat down on the toilet and while running out the back side my body decided to run out the top side.  Now while you are thinging that that is real gross, I just wanted to let you know that it is the first time I have puked scense like before kindergarden from being sick.  I once puked in Jr. High, but it dosen't count because I had a lip full of copenheagen and was acting real cool, but accidently swalloed the whole thing.  So that puking from being so darn cool, not from being sick.  Also the "Mom I just puked I can't go to school" dosen't count either becuase then I was just lieing.

I think that gets be back to Octuber, and I suppose this is getting kinda long so I will leave for now and try to be back sooner then last time, sorry 'bout being gone so long.

Oh yea my sister, a CNA, got to do CPR and save some ladys life, real cool story.

BlackWolf

To Texas I go, I will return later.

Tidbit of info for you, a new poll was taken and 38% of men would rather give up their wifes then control of the remote control.

So as a note to all you women out there, you  need to work on being more entertaining for your man.

Also check out the Dilbet site for scott's new weasle survey.

The tops of the list for the weasleest person is Martha Stewart, the weaslest country is France.

Later BlackWolf

I found a new theam song for my life, so I figured you all would like to see the lyrics.  Of course my favorite lines are in the courus but I'll let you see the whole thing.

If you listen to it, it is much more better.

(Wonder if my english teacher would have liked that line?)

TOBY KEITH/Willie Nelson

Beer For My Horses

Well a man come on the 6 o'clock news
Said somebody's been shot, somebody's been abused
Somebody blew up a building
Somebody stole a car
Somebody got away
Somebody didn't get too far yeah
They didn't get too far

Grandpappy told my pappy, back in my day, son
A man had to answer for the wicked that he done
Take all the rope in Texas
Find a tall oak tree, round up all of them bad boys
Hang them high in the street for all the people to see that

(Chorus)
Justice is the one thing you should always find
You got to saddle up your boys
You got to draw a hard line
When the gun smoke settles we'll sing a victory tune
We'll all meet back at the local saloon
We'll raise up our glasses against evil forces
Singing whiskey for my men, beer for my horses

We got too many gangsters doing dirty deeds
We've got too much corruption, too much crime in the streets
It's time the long arm of the law put a few more in the ground
Send 'em all to their maker and he'll settle 'em down
You can bet he'll set 'em down 'cause

(Chorus x2)

Sorry 'bout that, needed a longer cord for the mike.  I'm back, I know it has been awile, but I a real good excuse. . .give me moment. . .oh yea thats it, sorry I forgot my excuse.  My excuse is, am I spelling that right why didn't I ever learn to spell, I was always the first one out on the spelling bee, they would say in fourth grade, or whatever grade it was, "Casey your word is science" I was like "s.i.n.e.s.e." and they were like "No Casey that is not how you spell science it is spelled s.c.i.e.n.c.e." and I was like "When did they put a c in a word that dosen't even sound like it ever had a c in it, did the french do this, damn the french they screw everything up" and storm off the stage to sit in the audience board ot of my mind, and if I fell asleep some stupid teacher would come over and say "Casey you need to be paying attention" why. . .why do I need to pay attention, dangit I don't care how the words are spelled, and by the time I learn you are going to want me to spell it in cursive.

Where was I, hummm. . .Oh yea. . .the excuse for not keeping you posted on the events of my life.  It was because my computer was dyeing, thats not spelled right either, anyway my poor little 7.5 gig hard drive was slowly slipping byte by byte (that is spelled correctly by the way) in non working hell of 0 electirty.  And slowly day by day, week by week data came up missing or not accesable, the system scan to block off the bad parts of your harddrive did not work, I turned it on and left it on for three days, it never got over 10 percent of the drive clean.

So all the power I had was to take 5 min to start up the computer and get to the internet, and yes it took 5 minutes to do that much, then hit the xanga and read and maybe comment, if my computer didn't lock up or just give up and die.  So I checked my e-mail and xanga, no deal for the tm site, just not enough power.  I needed a Scotty, if for no other reason then to just shout up "Thats all the power shes got captain" in a scottish accent.

Then something happened, I got pissed off, and grabbed the phone, called up gateway and said, what have you got, said I wanted it and boom, four days later the parts were on my kitchen table, and hour after that they were laying in a pile and my computer case was off.  A few screws later and some minor cussing I had exchanged my 7.5gig hard drive for an 80 gig hard drive, I had exchanged one 64 dimm ram chip for two 128 dimm ram chips, and from their I stuck a cd/rw drive into the slot for my old cd drive, pulled some wires out of the back of the computer and put my old cd drive on top to lay comfortably naked ontop my computer case.

Prety nifty huh?

Then I had the fun job of re-loading all my software.  Including Windows ME.  Pain in the ss, did I spell that wrong, anyway after some time with tech support because they didn't tell me about the jumper on the new cd/rw drive, and tearing into my computer again I had Windows Me up and running.

Then I put in all the other software ecept quicken home and business 2002, because I had lost the disk, 15 bucks later and a phone call it is on its way.  $15 is better then the $79 I paid for it so what the heck.

Then I had to go to the windows update site to get two years worth of updates and bug fixes, the gateway update site to get the new and improved drivers and such.

So for about 500 I have a brand new computer, ok so new guts same old computer, oh yea and 1hr on the hardware and something like 10 hr on the software.

sheesh la peets,  is that french, damn the french

BlackWolf

uhrrmp, uhrmp, (thumping on the mike) is this thing working, (mike reverbs with a loud shriek) ahhh there it is