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09/10/06 08:42 - 59ºF - ID#25140

old man

I was sittin at the light in front of Filmore hospital on Deleware. I looked over past the sidewalk, theres a bench, some grass, and some shade-trees. There was a dog chilling out in the grass. He was attached by a leash to his Man, who was just kinda standing there.

He was an old man, he had on old man shorts and old man sunglasses. Y'know, like old people wear: kinda visor like. He probably could have welded with those things, or at least viewed an eclipse.

The old man was holding a bag of crap. It was good to see that the dog was eating/shittng well, he was probably past the point in his life to chase sticks.
It looked like the old man was just standing there, not waiting but just standing there. I couldn't see what he was looking at because I couldn't see his eyes through his vault glasses. So maybe he was just standing there, staring into space, or time.

But on closer inspection, he wasn't just standing there. Servo valves in his ankles reacted to feedback from gyroscopes in his inner ears. The servos were old so they only moved a dozen or so times a second, and the gyroscopes had slowed down to 12,000RPM. Old but ticking, his head pendulated no more than a quarter inch from vertical, well within operating specifications. The wind picked up and his feedback loop compensated for the .014 psi juggernaut.

I never saw the dog or the man move much. Maybe they were just enjoying the shade.

The light changed and I drove home.

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08/29/06 10:08 - 66ºF - ID#25139

hey I need a drummer

Do you or someone you know enjoy the fuck out of Rock&Roll?

Do you enjoy breaking drumsticks and beating through drumskins?

Do you enjoy tolerate shit-hole bars, load-ins, load-outs, and getting ripped off by promoters?

If you answered yes to any of the above questions, you should consider becoming a drummer.

You should never admit publicly that you are a drummer or that you are interested in drumming, but instead leave me a post-it and we can figure out about a jam/tryout session.

Nope, no MP3's right now, cause our drummer is too much of a flake to make it to practice.

I;ll probably elaborate on this at some point; I'm kinda tired now.
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08/27/06 09:39 - 74ºF - ID#25138


24 party was cool. I snuck in kinda late but it was cool to meet the people I did.

Matt: this is that link I was telling you about in the backyard. About the trains down on the waterfront.
I really want to go down there now if those trains are still there and scope the place out for some urban exploring.

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08/20/06 07:40 - 66ºF - ID#25137

fuck this shit

I was kinda bummed out Thursday driving home from work.

A guy I work with was found dead Wednesday.
I hadn't seen him since Friday the 11th. He said he had cellulitis in his leg and he was limping around
His tongue was swollen and he looked like he was in pretty bad shape. I was giving him a hard time, trying to get him to go to the Drs.
He had skipped a Doc appointment, so I was trying to get him to the hospital, just to get on antibiotics.

So I wondered if that was the cause of death but now theres pretty raw rumors about him doing himself in.
Fucking sucks. Dude was going to Mexico in December, and I don't think he'd taken a good chunk of time on in a long time.

The other guy who plans with me has had some hard knocks in life. One of the crosses he had to bear was that his wife had an anyeurysm some years ago.
He had her in a nursing facility and she passed Thurs monring.
I feel awful about that, this guy is one of the awesome-est guys.
At least its closure.

I was rather bummed Thursday night and just getting started into a G&T when my mom called.

My grandpa had an aortic aneurysm. Based on the prognosis, the family decided to keep him on life support until we could all get there.

So I drove out to Rocehster. When I got to his bed in the ER, my aunt was in there with him. She was his legal proxy and the one who made the call.
She was already struggling with the decision.
She looked at me with tears in her eyes and asked me if I though she made the right choice. I could only nod.

She needed a break and I was left alone with my grandpa.

I closed my eyes and wet my face.

He did not go quickly.
I was at the hospital from Thrusday night through Saturday night. Between cat-naps on chairs and coffee and the totality of the situation, it almost doesn't seem real.

Because it took so long, it was kind of interesting to be alost comfortable with death.
The family spent hours and hours and hours in that room around his bed, talking, sometimes laughing, eating pizza, crying, remembering, writing the obituary.

I cried one other time; after being up all night I was one of the last to go to sleep. All the spots in the room and in the waiting rooms down the hall were taken. I slept for 2 hours out in the parking garage.
When I woke up I felt awful for leaving him.

I wasn't really sad, because this happened quickly and he didn't suffer. He had Alzheimer's for 8 or so years now and didn't like that. He lead a good life and I am proud to have known him.
I made my peace with this and thanked him over and over this weekend and told him how proud I was of him.

When the priest came, he was dressed all in black and we said prayers in the same monotone moan that made me want to give up religion when I was a kid.
It was such a sad situation, I had to leave.
I didn't feel that it had to be so sad.

They said it can take days. It has been days.
When I left the hospital today, he was breathing, gasps, maybe 5 or 6 a minute.
Thursday night it just sounding like he was sleeping, snoring away. But that slowed.

Its very shallow now.
His heart keeps going. The aneurysm must have clotted.
I think once his kidneys stop, the heart follows.

He had a good life. I'm glad I knew him: he taught me a lot.

Thats all I have to say about that.
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08/12/06 06:31 - 72ºF - ID#25136

you tube

you tube is great for watching videos of people beating each other up.

don't tell anybody about my favorite video though: my favorite is the sigh at 0:13
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08/07/06 10:04 - 75ºF - ID#25135


Chicago tomorrow for work

Anyone ever park at that place SunPark before?

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08/06/06 10:43 - 81ºF - ID#25134

I still like summer


(Lorna Doom and I comparing fists)

This was at the Germs show onThurs.

Sombody said the Violent Femmes came over too but I didn't notice them.

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08/03/06 04:55 - 73ºF - ID#25133

do not forget!


the 'Germs' are playing Icon tonight too.

I got tomorrow off from work for this

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07/28/06 09:49 - 74ºF - ID#25132

castles burning

Boy I haven't posted in a while.
I guess I feel like a post is a way of getting attention, and I don't want any attention latley

I can only write about pretty average boring shit, but I guess thats similar to the bulk of blog material out there.

Work is fucking work. Some days I hate work. Some days work is fun.
I do notice though that not fucking caring can turn a bad day into an OK one.

It seems like we have a lot of meetings at work, but I'm sure most people can relate to that. Mostly the meetings are drawn out and take more time than they should be worth.
One day we had a meeting that actually was a good one, we got some shit straight that wouldn't have happened otherwise.
So I said that we had just 'popped a wheelie.' Everyone liked that and now its like a phrase.

If someone does something good, we just go 'wheelie!'
But the plant manager hasn't been exposed to the phrase that much, and he isn't used to it.
So I declared a 'wheelie' today in a meeting, but he said that wasn't appropriate in a business environment.

I told him his mom wasn't appropriate in a business environment.

OK so that isn't entirely accurate but at least its representative of the situation.

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07/21/06 08:06 - 78ºF - ID#25131

(2) vignettes

(A) A squirel chewed a hole in one of the screens in my kitchen and ate some hamburger buns and a loaf of bread. I was freaked at first because I didn't see the animal, and thought it was a rat that had got in and eaten stuff up.
Then later that day I caught the squirel back in my kitchen. I told him to get the hell out and he did pretty fast.
Squirells don't react to profanity as fast as say, librarians do.

(B) Last night we were hanging around my truck and at least a few people threw empty beer cans in the back. I got up this morning and went to take them out but someone had allready beaten me to the task, as there were none in the back. Someone had already yanked them.
Sometimes I get woken up by people going through our garbage to get bottles/cans becuase its right outside my bedroom window.

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