My heart is torn,
My Mac took a turn.
Not for the good.
Somethings wrong under the hood.
Grrr . . . .
Applecare, warrenty,
She will soon be back with me.
Maybe a week, maybe more
Till then my brain will be sore.
BlackWolf the Mac-less.
In other news, I have a week off, started last Sat at 04:00 MST. Good stuff going on, got out my sewing machine. Building underwear and working on my laptop. Fixing doors, and mowing the lawn. Hanging out with beautiful women, and handsome men.
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"Wow! Sounds intense." said the female spatula, who just happened to be a redhead.
To which the male spatula replied, "It was, but you know I learned something that day. Yea, I may have it rough sometimes, I may loose an arm, or an eye, or even loose all hope. We all have our bad times, and I'm no exception. But reguardless of how bumpy the road becomes, reguardless of how many limbs I loose, or how bleak the future looks, I can always be thankful that hey, at least I am not french."
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How utterly wonderful is the man, and/or woman who wrote the theme of my life.
"In a few days." Ha, I knew I shouldn't have wrote that when I wrote it.
Todays word folks is "Glen", as in Casey "Glen" Russell BlackWolf Fox. # 2 of 5. It is a part of my given name by my Mama, and Father. And it is not, nor ever will be spelled with 2 "n"s. Any idiot who's name is spelled like that should slap his mother. That goes for the CO Driver Licencse guy who gave me my first license in CO. I hate him to this day for that and should sue him for mental anguish. Anywhoo, this post is about me, not him.
I was under the mistaken impression most of my life that it ment "a small stand of trees" I swear I looked it up years ago and that was the definition, but not now.
Nope, it is again Gaelic in origin, meaning it came from Ireland, which is where all Scots came from (and yes that is the mainline of my heritage). The Scots were a clan that left the island Ireland, and set up camp in the north mountainous area's of another island called Briton.
Anyway, the new meaning to the word Glen is a small U shaped valley. U as in steep walls, flat bottom, not as in half an s-curve, ie; a vertical U not a horizontal U.
It was my Grandpa's name on my Mom's side. Not sure where he got it from(other then his folks).
How does it describe who I am? Well I ain't really sure, other then solidifying my ancesty. I do have have a flat bottom, butt I do not think that counts, mainly seeing as my sides are rounded and curvy.
LoL, "It does not matter who you can make laugh, so long as you can make you laugh, you got it made."--C.G.R.BW.F
Onto something a little more entertaining, I was in Wildwood, GA getting diesel the other night and was able to recall exactly what I was doing, and thinking, and I thought it would make a good xanga post, so here it is. I think it is funny, and that is really what counts, as stated above by a brilliant guy's quote.
Actions(A#.) and thoughts(T#.).
A1. Put 30 gal of diesel in truck.
T1. Cringe at the $110+ cost.
A2. Head into the Pilot to wash hands.
T2. I hate TN 55mph bull$#!+.
A3. Open door to bathroom, walk inside.
T3. Am I in the girls room again?
A4. Look to either side quickly.
T4. Urinals and a scale, good, I'm safe.
A5. Step to sink, turn on water get soap.
T5. These flowers . . . water HOT . . . stink and they are ugly.
A6. Get paper towels dry hands.
T6. I could steel those vases, BeRekah would like them.
A7. Throw away towels.
T7. Jesus would not approve, but I could take a pic.
A8. Reach into pocket for iPhone.
T8. Crap its in the truck . . . oh yeah scale.
A9. Grab quarter from pocket, step on scale.
T9. I really should get iPhone for pics, nah to far away,
A10. Look at weight on scale.
T10. My fat butt could use the walk.
A11. Go get phone and return to bathroom.
T11. Multiple thoughts on stupidity of Daylight Savings Time.
A12. Step into bathroom and line myself up center.
T12. I wonder if the guy peeing behind me wants his pic taken.
BlackWolf
My gosh it has been exceptionally busy, I know how much you all like pics, and I have been promissing, I am going to start with some just before Christmas stuff, and move forward. There are a lot, some good, some scary, and some that only Casey(thats me by the way) would like. There are cute babies . . . and babes, so take a look.
Oh and on the name thing. Lets start with "Casey". It is generally a good name for a male, or female. It was originally a Gaelic(Irish) surname, and was derived from O Cathasaigh, meaning "descendent of Cathasaigh" and the name Cathasaigh means "vigilant" in Gaelic. It seams to work around to being translated from that down into alert, watchful, attentiveness. It also has been translated to mean "Brave protector". All good qualities of me.
The way I got that name is that it was my real Fathers nick name. His real name is Raymond Lee Fox, and got the nick-name Casey from his younger days when everyone was out working and had finially finished for the day saying things along the line of, "Time to get a case." "I got a case lets go." "Get a case and come over." generally everyone knew he liked beer and he didn't buy it in small quanities. Somehow along the way he got the nick-name, Case, which transfered to Casey, which transfered itself to me.
Now time for pics.
I think that the scrape marks on this sign amplify its intended meaning. "Walk on the other side of this railing or you will get runned over."
I got to hang out in I-need-to-take-a-napolis, IN just before Christmas, and this beautiful girl(Shawna Bromley) decided to take me to an Art studio and hang out for a few hours. Good stuff. The first time I really met(met is not the right word, but the first time I made a real connection and met the heart of who she is) was in Hope Cemetary near Mexia, TX, which is the home town of the now deceased Anna Nicole Smith. We were not there for her(Anna) she wasn't dead yet.
Just before leaving for Christmas I showed up just in time to not help Char and Jonathan pack. Good timing on my part. This is them in the car ready to leave for Slow-hio.
CJ, "This one is mine?"
CJ, "Look I got a spatula!!!"
CJ, "No, you don't understand, these are mine! . . . they are mine right? . . . sniff . . . sniff . . . mine? . . . sniff . . . sniff."
My sister Mary got a new DVD Player, every DVD she got was individually wrapped. It made for a big pile, she was happy.
My Dad all excited about his pink camo, sorry Abby, none for you. Every year for years everytime we asked him what he wanted for Christmas he would say "A Redhead with freakles."
The above line should explain the following pics. I had the greatest idea of what to get Dad for Christmas.
Say good bye to the grey Buckwheat, er . . . I mean Mom!!! She said we could only do it if we used wash out hair dye, I couldn't find any, so I just told her it was wash out.
A massive head wound is what that looks like, or a bad plate of spegetii.
Time for the rinse cycle, no those are not tears of blood from a statue of Mary. We are Babtists.(LoL that was funny in my head.) My sister Sam did the dying, I did the picture taking.
My brother Mickey(oh God only knows how good it was for me to see him, it has been a looooonnnnnng time) and nephew(Sam's kid, not his) looking on in shock to what is happening to Grandma.
Finished product. She ended up liking it so much she decided she wanted to keep it. Not the freckles, but the hair, it was then I told her it was not wash out dye.
Casey James Marion Fox(CJ for short). Is this my Christmas present too?
Who is that masked man?
My Sisters and Mom; Sam, Helen, Mary.
My brother, newphew, Mom, and me.("My me" that is not proper english) Anyway, who do you think was the center of attention this Christmas?
Yes once again, it was CJ. Mickey, Mom with CJ on her shoulders and BlackWolf(thats me by the way.)
Brothers and sisters and nephews . . . er . . . nephew. He was getting tired of being passed around for endless family pics, this is the only way he would smile.
Then I headed to Denver, got to drive thru the great snow of Christmas 07 to see my soul dance a jig of happiness in hanging with more friends and family. This is the great M to the fourth power. Mr. Matthew Mark Miller. His wonderful sandwich making wife, . . . I didn't forget her name . . . no I sware . . . oh there it is . . . Becky and there beautiful little girl Kathrine.
In the list of best Colorado freinds of all time(MMMM and fam. do not qualify, they aren't from CO, but the do make the best RI friends of all time list) Patrick Reid. We were supposedably recreating a shot of of Harry Potter, but I didn't see the movies or read the books. Thus my look of confusion. Becky and Patrick were all goo-gaa's over his scarf, again a Harry Potter thing. While they talked about that I attacked an attack cat.
This is supper over at Mike Moo-la-check's house. I have no idea how to spell his last name, but his wife is from Listerin-a, a former state of russia. She is a good cook. I got to scoop snow out of their driveway!
Then off to my Aunt's house. Got to hang out with more family. Most of the pics are on my iPhone and I don't feel like pulling them off so you get Miria's at her birthday.(Never give your child a December birthday it is just wrong, and could be considered abuse in my book.)
And Dylan, he is playing with my iPhone. They got a Wii for Christmas, that was fun, untill we boxed. Then it was a lot of work.
After I went back to TX and got right into my truck and headed to OR, I got to Portland early and got to hang out with Kurt and Erin. Great folks, if you don't know them you are missing out. Go, get to know them, and you will be blessed. I promise.
The great and wonderful Alan Cleaver loves to have his pic taken, as you can tell. He got me the most bestest wraped Christmas present this year.
There were 30 something different wraping on my gift. Season 6, of "24". Much happiness.
I got to finally have some much needed talking with the beautiful and gracious BeRekah. Here is her playing with Zach at my house. It is so nice to have a kid whose diaper you do not have to change living at your house!!!
And I also got to see these two beautiful girls as well. Candice,(the black one) and Evan(the white one) and me(the Indian one(no not Indian as in from India, Indian as in Original Ameircan, we had the name first!!!!(yes I know that to not be true.)))
There would be more but they are still on my camera and I don't feel like taking them off.
Later and much happiness. The engin on my truck needs rebuilt, not fun times.
CASEY GLEN RUSSELL BLACKWOLF FOX
So I have put it off long enough. It is time that I explain my name and what it means. So over the next few days I will take my time, give you stories that exemplify who I am as a human and how it all was predestined by God and spelled out at the time of my birth.
BlackWolf
P.S. I had to look a new word up in the dictionary, it was from the last comment from my last post(funny comment by the way). As per my normal actions, I always take it as a personal affront when someone uses a word I don't know and thus makes me pick up a dictionary to look it up. The reason I choose to be offended is because my cause in this world is to try to teach others that the worlds/churches greatest sin today is choosing to be offended. I rally against this, and just simply do not normally let people's pettyness offend me. So by choice I let this offend me, mostly because it is ridiculously transparent and stupid.
Anywoo, enough preaching, my new favorite word is quip(thanks Brent). Quip away folks, quip away.
I have no idea how to say what it is that I want to say. Its not that I don't have the words, its that I have to many words.
The simplist way to say it is that Jesus loves me, He told me so.
And I think I shall stick with that.
BlackWolf
PS my next post shall involve dead cow and pictuers, or so I predict. I am not an Oracel, so do not bet on that prediction, I could be wrong.
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