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Decided the other night to shave my head, you know, summer and all. Thought Id have some fun with it, thinking that the wifeepoo would make me immediately get rid of it as soon as she saw me. Nope, her only remark was, "You gotta let me dye it." Heres the result, not sure how long Ill keep it.

DATELINE...05/25/05 OK, I married her. We had one helluva time trying to get it done too, let me tellya! No, really, let me tell ya! Heres the run down...the list so to speak.

• Go to other side of town, take written test, get Ohio license (being that my license is from Indiana, I dont blame them for wanting to make sure I know the basics, but I digress)
• Go pick up new car from dealership, well, not new, but new for me.
• Go to county office, get marriage license
• Get to Mayors office before 4:30 PM to get hitched.

Not too bad, eh? (Insert evil laugh here) Here is how it really went.....

• 8:30 AM. Got to license branch, didn't have cash, didn't have check book. Tiny moment of spastic freakage till I remember that I had seen the checkbook in one of the vehicles some time in the past. good deal, its there.Got license!Score one for Brady!
• 9:30 AM Now, home, wait for dealership to open, have a cup of joe. Becky is going down the list of essentials needed for marriage license. "Certified copy of Divorce Decree" Huh? I got something, but it dont sound like that! Frantic searching for about an hour wastes much more time than we had to burn, Becky is very cross at me and I have no defense... I argue anyways... its what we do, and we do it well.
• 10:30 AM Call Marriage license lady on phone and describe what Im holding in my hand. "No, I dont think thats it" Ouch. Do I need to describe the glare that I am receiving from Becky at this moment? Those who know me, know how absent minded and flaky I can be, not to mention my infamous procrastination. So, what to do? We are determined to get married today, we have waited for 20 years, and something tells both of us, that if we dont do it soon, it aint gonna happen. Besides, I think Becky Lattimer sounds very good
• 10:45 AM What to do, what to do? My "Certified copy of Divorce Decree" would be in C-Ville Indiana, I am in M-burg Ohio. about an hour and a half drive, so 3 hours round trip. Ouch, still have to go to dealership and get car, cant take Durango, too bad on gas, much better to take little Toyota. So, we're off.
• 11:30 AM Get to dealership, down payment on car is only 99 bucks,and I have figured about 100 for tax and title, I mean, its a '92 Toyota fer christs sake, cant be too much, and we have well over 400, plenty of cash to work with right? wrong, tax and title comes to just enough to keep us from having the cash for the marriage license and other essentials. SHIT!!!!! Enter John, our extremely nice salesman, who after hearing our tale of woe, takes kindhearted pity on us and waives the 99 dollar down payment! Allowing us to have just enough to get the deed done! But only if we can drive to C-ville, get the "Certified copy of Divorce Decree" from my former wife, and get back to M-burg in time to get afore mentioned license and "make it to the church on time!" But wait! John is all out of temp tags! We have to go to license branch and get it! Have you been to a license branch lately? OK, now Im thinking that fate or something is trying to tell us something! However, since I dont believe in that stuff, I say the bold get things done, and the unsure need to stay home.
• 11:45 AM Get to license branch, DAMN IT! John still has my license in his copier! Well, kind lady at license branch, after hearing our tale of woe, takes pity, and lets me sign a power of attorney, on the spot, so Becky can sign for me! hooray!
• 12:15 PM Got the car, now get going! Did I mention that I had to actually call and beg my ex wife to loan me her "Certified copy of Divorce Decree" so I can get married. Somehow, I get the impression that she is glad to be rid of me, lol.
• 1:30 PM.. Arrive at ex's place of business, she has nearly the same thing as I, and Im not going home with an incorrect "Certified copy of Divorce Decree", So, its off to the courthouse!
• 1:45 PM.. Got 5 total "Certified copy of Divorce Decree" in my hand, once more, after telling kind lady at court house our tale of woe, she took pity, and since the person using the copy machine before her had it set on 5, she certified them all, and sent me on my way! Are we seeing the pattern here, of kind folks hearing our tale of woe? Hey, whatever works, right? I stopped by and gave the ex a "Certified copy of Divorce Decree" she is getting remarried soon too, hate for her to have a day like I have had.....well......it wouldnt bother me that much, but I am a nice guy, so......
• 2:00 PM "Fly like the wind Bandit" or whatever that horses name is. Got to get to the license place in a big ass hurry! Supposed to be at Mayors office in M-Burg at 4:00 PM!
• 3:15 License place is in downtown Dayton, I'm not from here people! Ok, dont panic, ask directions! After hearing our tale of woe a nice lady helped us out" "Follow me" she says! she leads us right to the door! Thanks nice lady! Another nice lady, "After hearing our tale of woe" speedely gets us out the door, License in hand, "Good Luck" she shouts, as we race out the door, and into the elevator!
• 3:45 PM Call Mayors office, and "After hearing our tale of woe" they tell us not to worry, the Mayor will wait for us since we are on our way. Such nice folks we have ran into today! I should send them all a card, thanking them for helping us in our time of need.......maybe tomorrow.
• 4:15 PM. At last! After 20 years! Here we are, Becky and I, standing in front of each other, misty eyed and shady, saying our vows. Becky cant look me in the eye too long, she is not good at public speaking, and yes, the fact that there was one other person besides herself in the room constitutes public for her. We dont have a ring for me, not enough cash, and Becky only has her engagement ring, but its all good, and we go home as husband and wife after the shortest/longest day in history. (Did I remember to thank Don and Dan for making that possible? Their kind hearted gesture of buying Becky ridiculously priced engagement rings made it possible for her to have the rock ofGibralter on her hand after we traded them in for one worth twice the value. Thats the rule by the way, if your curious, if you take a ring back to a jeweler as a trade in, you have to get one twice the value. Thanks guys, Sorry Becky didn't marry either of you.... well...not really.)

Well, thats the story folks! Becky and I are happily married, and well on our way to making our first million! If, that is, we dont kill each other first! Which is actually more likely than you might imagine, Heh Heh Heh..... Hope you all enjoyed my tale of woe, Im sure that there will be plenty more to tell as time goes on, especially since its me and Becky!

I started listening to NPR recently after my CD player in my truck decided to quit on me.I had always liked the programs that I heard, and its a great place to get the news that the networks ignore. Last week I heard for the first time the program "This I Believe".The guest Essayist was Penn Gillete, from the comedy/magic group Penn and Teller, Penn is the bigger guy that does the talking, anyways, his essay struck a chord with me because he so eloquently put to words what I have been trying to explain to people for several years.
Enjoy.....

I believe that there is no God. I'm beyond Atheism. Atheism is not believing in God. Not believing in God is easy -- you can't prove a negative, so there's no work to do. You can't prove that there isn't an elephant inside the trunk of my car. You sure? How about now? Maybe he was just hiding before. Check again. Did I mention that my personal heartfelt definition of the word "elephant" includes mystery, order, goodness, love and a spare tire?
So, anyone with a love for truth outside of herself has to start with no belief in God and then look for evidence of God. She needs to search for some objective evidence of a supernatural power. All the people I write e-mails to often are still stuck at this searching stage. The Atheism part is easy.
But, this "This I Believe" thing seems to demand something more personal, some leap of faith that helps one see life's big picture, some rules to live by. So, I'm saying, "This I believe: I believe there is no God."
Having taken that step, it informs every moment of my life. I'm not greedy. I have love, blue skies, rainbows and Hallmark cards, and that has to be enough. It has to be enough, but it's everything in the world and everything in the world is plenty for me. It seems just rude to beg the invisible for more. Just the love of my family that raised me and the family I'm raising now is enough that I don't need heaven. I won the huge genetic lottery and I get joy every day.
Believing there's no God means I can't really be forgiven except by kindness and faulty memories. That's good; it makes me want to be more thoughtful. I have to try to treat people right the first time around.
Believing there's no God stops me from being solipsistic. I can read ideas from all different people from all different cultures. Without God, we can agree on reality, and I can keep learning where I'm wrong. We can all keep adjusting, so we can really communicate. I don't travel in circles where people say, "I have faith, I believe this in my heart and nothing you can say or do can shake my faith." That's just a long-winded religious way to say, "shut up," or another two words that the FCC likes less. But all obscenity is less insulting than, "How I was brought up and my imaginary friend means more to me than anything you can ever say or do." So, believing there is no God lets me be proven wrong and that's always fun. It means I'm learning something.
Believing there is no God means the suffering I've seen in my family, and indeed all the suffering in the world, isn't caused by an omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent force that isn't bothered to help or is just testing us, but rather something we all may be able to help others with in the future. No God means the possibility of less suffering in the future.
Believing there is no God gives me more room for belief in family, people, love, truth, beauty, sex, Jell-o and all the other things I can prove and that make this life the best life I will ever have.

Sorry I havent blogged for so long.
Working 65-80 Hours a week at this point, been kinda tired!
As far as everything goes, everyone is getting along rather nicely, Becky and I are now "Shacking Up" and getting on like newlyweds.
If only there were more jobs here in beautiful Fayette county.
Ill blog more later with full color photos even!

Ok, My life has come full circle.
20 years ago, I met the one true love of my life, Rebecca Minkner.
17 years ago, our relationship as lovers ended.
12 years ago I married someone else, knowing that they werent the One.
11 years ago, my wife gave me the best daughter a Dad could ask for.
9 years ago, my wife gave me the best son a Dad could ask for.
5 years ago, Becky and I stopped talking completley due to one of our significant others.
1 year ago, I realized that I was going to end my marriage.
4 months ago, I did.
3 few weeks ago, Becky called for the first time in 5 years, neither of us are involved with anyone else at the same time for the first time in 17 years.
2 weeks ago, I saw Becky for the first time in over 6 years. (and that was phenominal)
1 week ago, I realized that I still love Becky as much as I did 17 years ago, and she absolutley feels the same way.
I met her kids, we hit it off very well, they are great boys. Becky has done a great job as a Mommy.
This weekend she will meet my favorite people, readers of this blog need not ask who that would be. I think they are gonna get on great also.
I feel like I awoke from a 13 year dream. Not a nightmare, but a dream.
I love my kids, I would not change the things I have accomplished in 12 years of marriage.
The reasons I ended my marriage are between myself and Dawn, but one of the biggest reasons that I will not go back is because I LOVE REBECCA MINKNER.
Oh happy day.

Becky and Brady, circa 1987

Brady and Becky circa 2005

Well, havent been up to a whole lot lately. Mainly working and bumming on being broke, gotta love that.
Everything is moving forward with the divorce, I still believe this is for the best, just cant lie to myself anymore.
The kids seem to be adjusting alright, they ask if their Mom and I are gonna be friends, I can only tell them that I hope so, it may take awhile cause Mom is really upset with Dad. They seem to accept that. I think they are more concerned about being bored at my apartment because it is so small. Hope to be upgrading soon.
I know I have been neglecting my friends, and Im sorry. Ill catch up to all of you soon. I promise!
I must admit, I do like like living in an apartment. No grass to cut, maintenance free, and I feel more connected to the world because I can hear neighbors moving around, spose I could introduce myself to some of them, is that kinda thing still done in this day and age? I think I was meant to live in the city, I feel like a city person, probably because Im from a small town, and just dont like them.
Been listening to some really good music lately, System of a Down- BYOB, Louis XIV- Finding Out True Love is Blind, My Chemical Romance-Helena, Kings of Leaon-The Bucket, Nirvana-You Know Your Right, The Mars Volta-The Widow. There is so much more. A friend actually made me d/l a Backstreet Boys song, and although Im not a fan in the least bit, I like the song due to the context it was put in, but Im not allowed to discuss that at this point, lol.
Finally finished reading the Hyperion series of Books by Dan Simmons, Damn, those books blew my fuckin mind, been a long, long time since I read books that challenged me to open my mind that much as to the nature of the universe and humanities part in the natural order of things. Damn good books, and I wish i knew someone else who had read them so I could discuss it with them. guess Ill have to post something about it in another on of my groups, eh?
Also, got a bit off track the other night and wrote chapter 4 in my Worst Pains, Misery saga. Still need to write chapter 3 yet. Ah well, I got alot of editing to do on 4 anyways. Ill get around to it eventually.
Heard a good joke the other day.
How many kids with A.D.D. does it take to put in a light bulb?

Wanna go ride bikes?


LMAO! I can joke cause I got Adult ADD and both my kids have been diagnosed.



Catch up to ya later peeps, Miss Me!

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Life goes on, eh?
Alex came over yesterday and decided the place needed
cleaned up and proceeded to do just that, clean it up!
Of course, I didnt even think it was that messy, just a bit cluttered.
She did a great job, then, just when youd think she would be done, she
locks herself in the bedroom this eve and completely rearranges it!
That kid is one in a million I tell ya!
Talked to Jakes teacher the other day, she had good stuff to report!
Jake seems to her at least, to be making a fairly decent adjustment
to the new living conditions that have been imposed. (I use the word
imposed because the kids had no say in what has happened, and to them
its imposing on their lives as they always knew it.)Apparently,
He shared, in class what had happened, and very matter-of-fact-ly (?)
told the class how he had two places that he lived now, one with Mom, and one with Dad. She has talked to him , the councelor has talked with him, and they both think he's doing great, all things considered. Im so relieved,I know its not over by far, but Im still hoping that the worst part is over.

Bachelor Cuisine!

If they are connected, why are they called APARTments?
Heres a few shots of the new place, and yes, in case your wondering, that means that wife and I have seperated. Completley my decision, and one I may or may not ever blog about.
Somethings, you just dont tell the world about. Im ok, I believe she is okay, and I plan to spend as much time with the terror twins as possible. Boychild is taking it rather hard, but seems like he will be ok given time.

My favorite subject is my kids, they are the coolest people I know.
They have my wifes intellegence, and my warped sense of humor.
Case in point, One night a few weeks ago, my daughter and I went to the video store to rent some movies, well, she insisted on wearing her coat inside out, which was ok, it looked alright to me. Well, we were there for about a half an hour, and as we are standing in line to get outta there, she looks up at me and *POW* outta here sleeve pops her hand, holding a paint roller that she had painted earlier in the evening with markers. (She had put a doggie face on it.) I lost it, I was holding my gut cause I was laughing so hard, and the guy behind us could only smile and say that now he knew what he had to look forward to as his child got older. Im so glad that i lost my old cell phone in Istanbul, cause I got a camera phone, and was able to catch the moment for posterity, I hope you all like it, shes a character.

Ok, so Im back from Istanbul, and it was alot of fun, everyone was very nice, the accomodations rocked, (Hey Hasan, hey Viki!) and the customers were great to work with. Im not gonna post the pics, but heres some links, they are kinda big, and alot of them didnt turn out the way i would have liked. (Damn it Jim, Im an Electrician, not a Photographer!) [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/al...[/IMG] [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/al...[/IMG] [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/al...[/IMG]

Phrases overheard at work or spoken directly to me, same guy over a span of years.

#1. The caliper work we do here, far excels anything you would do in residental. (we are industrial electricians.)

#2. You can't fathom that in a few days. (refering to how much work he accomplishes.)

#3. It's virtually easy. (refering to how easy it will be to pull the cables through his cable tray when he is finished, I agreed wholeheartedly)

#4. I was walking up the peripheral hill. (As in, the one on the periphery?)

#5. I'm spectical those wires will fit in that cable tray. (lol)

#6.I saw Janis Joplin at Deer Creek. (he just turned 30, he was refering to last year)

#7.I'll take reliablilty for that. (I once tried to correct him on this, he argured, I gave up)

#8. I wouldn't dare take away from your work ethic. (I wouldnt let him, either.)

#9. Same old rigamortis. (It was very, very difficult to keep a staright face during this conversation, trust me)

#10 Take into account the creditability that I will have to come in behind him and fix it. ( I tried to fathom it in a few days, Ill get back to you.)

#11 I don't like the way he down degraded me. ( I wouldnt either.)

I hope to be adding Turkey to this list next month.
*EDITED!* Added Turkey!



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When I was just a young lad growing up in the Miami Valley of Ohio, we were rather poor. Not as poor as some, but poorer than most. Unfortunatley, we were reminded of it often by our peers, and by an alcoholic mother, who also suffered from co-dependency, meaning of course that we all suffered from co-dependency, by default, see? Anyways, whenever we would start moping around and feeling sorry for ourselves, Mother would tell us, "You had just better count your blessings" followed by some example of either how much worse off she had it, or how much worse our situation could be. Needless to say, I really resented her for that. How dare she preach to me about blessings when the water/electricity/gas or whetever, was being turned off, or when I would have to run interference with the landlord when they came looking for the rent that they knew wasnt coming, or go to the neighbors to ask for ciggarettes, a ride, or worse yet, money! Oh, the embarrassment, the humiliation of it. It was sometimes too much for a kid of 8, 10, or whatever age I happened to be at the time, to bear. I probably dont have to tell you that as soon as I was old enough to run, I did. from the age of about 13 on, I was more or less on my own. Oh sure, I lived at home sometimes, but mostly you could find me at relatives homes or crashing at friends houses. I was the epitomy of a rolling stone. Well, as you can tell from reading this, I must've survived. And at this point in time, I have a whole lot to be thankful for.

I hate working 58 hrs a week, but I've had the same job for 9 years, that has allowed me to travel to 5 countries on 3 continents. January Im going to Turkey! Istanbul was Constantinople, now its Istanbul, not Constantinople, why they changed it I cant say, people just like it better that way!

Im so far in debt I cant afford to pay attention, but I have credit/money enough to buy glasses/shoes/food for my kids when they need them, and sometimes when they dont.

Im 40 pounds overweight, but when I go to the store, I buy my food with cash or check, not food stamps.

Im taking meds like chicklets, but at least its temporary, and I'm alot better off than I mightve been.

I dont sing in a band anymore, but I sound incredible in my car on the way to work at 5 am, singing along to Audioslave

Ive lost touch with most of my old friends, but Ive made alot of new ones, and one of them is my Mother.

Im a drunk, but I havent found a good enough reason to have a drink in nearly 5 years.

I've nearly ruined my lungs with cigarettes, but I havent found a good enough reason to have a smoke in over 2 years.

I have to at least act like Im a respectable citizen,*cough cough* but Ive got the two most gorgeous kids in the world, that love me and dont want for anything. Not that they couldnt do with a little lesson in economics, lol.

I just spent 9 grand on windows and doors for the house, but I dont have to move 3 times a year due to angry landlords, Im a homeowner.

Im 35 Years old!My hair is very quickly turning grey! But I have a wonderful life and a wonderful wife to show for it!

Living life a little rougher when I was young has made me a surviver. It takes quite a bit to rattle my cage. Ill eat your lunch if you insist on being in the way of what I need. I can be a bad M*** Fu**** when the need arises, lol

 Way back in early 1994, my wife and I were struggling to get by. With me laid off, or working low paying labor jobs, and drinking continuesly, her trying to go to college, and keep a halfway decent job, and raising our daughter, who was less than a year old at the time. Times were tough. One night, while driving home from lord knows where, our crappy Dodge van blew a tire, and I hadnt gotten the spare replaced from the last blow out. These things happen when you have to decide between a decent tire and a six pack, or a bad tire and a case. I always chose the case. Anyways, there we were, literally, in the middle of no where, no cell phone, no money to speak of,middle of the night,with our daughter, my wife was on the verge of tears, and a divorce. The only thing I could think to say to her was, that maybe we should "count our blessings," and I proceeded to do so for the both of us. For the life of me, I cant remember what I said to my wife that night, but whatever it was, it was the truth, and it was enough. She has told me on several occasions that what i said to her that night saved our marriage. Thanks Mom.

Most of the people who know me, know that iam an Atheist. Recently I have begun to question why I celebrate the holidays.
I remember when I was younger, we would all go to my Aunts house and have a family get together and load up on food and presents.My uncle would play the piano/organ, and we might sing a ditty or two. One of my earliest memories is of watching my Aunts and my Grandma make Divinity. Anyone who doesnt know what divinity is, its a type of fudge, for lack of a better word, but its very light, very rich, and not very easy to make. I wont get into the process, but trust me, it appeared to me that rocket science was, indeed, involved.
After the death of my grandpa in 1977, this tradition wained, up until the last large scale christmas with the entire family sometime in the late 80's.
It makes me sad that the only thing that has gotten all of us together in the same place since then has been funerals. my grandmothers in 2000, and my Aunt Pauline earlier this year. (Which has been so hard for me, My Aunt Pauline was a saint.) Both times, we have said the same things to each other, "We need to stay close, no more funeral reunions." it hasnt turned out this way.( Actually, we do have reunions once a year, but only half the family attends.) Now, let me just say that it has indeed gotten better, but we are by no stretch of the imagination, as close as I'd like for us to be. Is it just that we are all just caught up in our individual lives, so much that we cant pick up the phone once a week and connect for at least a few minutes? Or are we afraid that once we start reaching out, no one will reach back, you know, like rejection. I think its a little bit of both, I can only speak for myself, and its not always easy to be honest, but I think the reason is because family is just so much maintenance. Caring is just so much work, and dont family usually screw you over anyways? blah blah blah.....I have a cousin who Ive always looked up to, who's Mom and Dad always tried to help me out. ( I was a troubled youth....yea right.) I wont get into the entire spiel now, but lets just say that we've struggled to be close. They are so uptight and religious, not that there is anything wrong with that, we just cant relate to each other, and its sad, it really is. This cousin, Brenda, has worked very hard to put together a family tree along with history, and I so wish that I could be more involved. Oh well. Im poutin like a little kid here! And Im rambling. Im gonna have to come up with some way of celebrating the holiday season without the religious aspect, and still feel the spirit. And bring my family closer, guess it starts with me doesnt it? any suggestions would be greatly appreciated. but I might blow you shit over it if you get too preachy, lol
This is one of my more confusing posts. Get used to it.
Heres Grandma and Aunt Pauline, I miss em soooo much.

Well, about 3 weeks ago, I was happily playing with my son and dog.(wholsome family entertainment you might say) When I did something really stupid. I leaned over while my son was perched on my shoulders. All his weight went to my neck, the pain was immediate and intense, all I could do was lean over and deposit the boychild on the couch. I went to work.
Pain, Pain, and yet more Pain. It was Friday, so I struggled through and went home. By monday, i was in enough pain to humble myself and goto the Dr., Pills and rest. Go back to work and do something even stupider, yes I said stupider, I went to work and ran a floor stripper. this is a machine with a blade on the front that vibrates, alot. Bad move. Woke up Sunday and couldnt move my head. stupid stupid stupid One x-ray, a MRI, and 2 visits to the Dr. later, and I have a ruptured disc and degeneration of two more. this sucks. But Iam feeling much better now, and the pain pills and muscle relaxers are the best. Here is a picture of the nice traction thingy I have to wear twice a day for a month. Fun Fun Fun

When I went to work at my current job some 9 years ago, I was young, energetic, happy, always smiling, thoughtful, and, well, I was a pretty decent chap.

Now, when I greet someone at work, it is usually with a grunt and a wave of dismissal.
I have taken on the attributes that I always despised in other people.
I talk about others behind their back.
I get happiness from others pain.
I have no respect for my bosses.
I dread walking in the door in the mornings, looking for a reason to stay home and veg.
I put my nose into things that are none of my buisness, and I gossip.

In short, I suck, and have become what I resent most.
I am also capable of changing this pattern, because Im also a very good person inside, I just have to peel away the layers of callousness that have built up over the years, not easy, I know, however, lets look at the good things I have accomplished over the past few years, shall we?

Quit drinking nearly 5 years ago. (recovering alky here)
Quit smoking 2 years ago (Im 35 in January, started when I was 11 you do the math)
Quit taking Ephedrine 1 year ago. (seriously addicted to that shit, Asthma was my excuse)

So, all in all, I can turn this around.
Ive done it before.
Every day is a new beginning.
Every corner, a tiny moment of truth.
Wish me luck.

Braytons List Of Favorite Books.
Sci-Fi Edition

“Foundation” Series by Isacc Asimov
“Dune” series by Frank Herbert
“The Jesus Incident/Lazarus Effect” by Herbert and Ransom
“In Conquest Born” by C.S. Friedman
“The Last Legends Of Earth” by A.A. Antanasio
“The Otherland Series” by Tad Williams
“Enders Game” by Orsen Scott Card
“Battlefield Earth” by L. Ron Hubbard
“Robot Visions” by Isacc Asimov (Actually, anything by the grandmaster)


Okay, this is only a partial list, as I am in a hurry. So, lets consider this a “living” list and I will certainly update it continually.

I discovered a new T.V. station when we got our dish, and I really dig it.
Its called Worldlink T.V. and its a non profit orginazation that aims to expand our horizons, and our way of thinking. I cannot begin to tell you how great this station is, if you have Dish network or Direct TV (Ch. 375), than I strongly suggets you check it out. Heres a link to the web site in case your interested, and there is a link posted all the time to your left.
No, your other left.

http://www.worldlinktv.org/" title="http://www.worldlinktv.org/" target="_blank"http://www.worldlinktv.org/

Well, today was a very busy day for me, as I did a crap load of work on the house that I had been putting off for like 2 years. Cleaned and fixed the gutter, reattached a piece of soffet thats came off 2 years ago, started work on my porch roof, and various other things.
I owe my wife and home an apology, sorry peeps!

Dont have plans to vote? Then by all means, complain about Kerry and praise Bush all you want. Your opinion doesnt actually matter anyways. And thank you again for your support.
Calling All Patriotic Americans, get out and vote, all I ask, is, vote your conscience.

My nephew came and spent the night this past weekend. hes 17, nearly 18 now, damnit.
But the cool part is that he is able to drive the 2 hours from his mothers house to my place, alone, and just hang out. We watched alot of movies, namely, Matrix Revolutions, Kill Bill Vol. 1 and 2, Hellboy, and last but not least, Pulp Fiction. If Id have thought about it, I would have rented Jackie Brown and Resevoir Dogs, and made it Tarantino weekend at the Lattimers. Oh Well, next time.
Anyways, He left on Sunday afternoon, and I told him to call me when he got home, so Id know he was safe. He did, but I wasnt listening for my mobile, and missed the call. So, when I did finally get the messege the next day, I had 2. One from him, telling me he was home and safe, and one from my wife, informing me that he had been in an accident shportly after that, while on his way to get his work schedule. Hes fine, but whew, how weird is that? Im just so happy that he's fine, and that he got the chance to come hang out before his Honda got killed.
Heres the car now, man is he lucky to be alright. (Do I need to tell you how important seat belts and airbags are now?)
The unfortunate girl in the truck is not alright,(no seatbelt!) and Brad, (the nephew) thought that she was dead when he first saw her hanging from the passengers side window of her truck.

glad your still around Bradley.

Okay, so I broke down and made a simple geocities website for family viewing. its just pics of my family and whatnot. Nothing too special, but feel free to check it out. Im still working on the guestbook, so, gimmie time. you can comment in here, but be nice.

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this is a picture of my niece.
this isnt right.
i held this child as a newborn babe, and now shes 15!
shits gotta change around here.