Blood

I often wonder about the life my father had as a child. I was thinking about him tonite, so I will share this story even though it is not very uplifting.

My dad grew up in Sidney Illinois, which is about 15 miles from Champaign-Urbana. Its a small town, when I was young there were 500 residents, now its closer to 2000 being close to a college town. He had 3 brothers, he was second youngest. Now, my grandparents had always lived in this area, and they were married when my grandma was 14. Grandpa was like 19 I think so ya, that's good huh. From what I gather, my grandpa was a huge asshole, beat up grandma all the time, and his kids. Its no wonder how they rebelled against him.

When my dad was 16, his older brother was getting into all sorts of trouble. He ended up with the option of go to jail, or join the marines and go to Nam. So he went to Nam, and died soon after. The next oldest son also had the same option, but he went to the Philippines instead. The point though is that my dad told me a story once about Jakie, the oldest, that stuck with me. Right before he went to war, he came home to see my grandma, and she was in the middle of getting it from the old man. Dad says that Jakie took my grandfather and beat him senseless then told him if he ever hit her again, he would kill him. Apparently this subdued the old man and he never did hit her again, or any of the others. My dad says that this is from Jakie dying, and grandpa being proud of his sacrifice. Probably so..

Last year as I was strolling around the farm walking through the knee high corn, I wondered about the land. I asked my dad some things and he said that the land behind the farm house was never to be sold. That Jakie's blood was in the ground and it was something that family should hold onto. I asked what he meant, but he never said. Still wondering about that one..

My grandfather was also a Knight of Pithius.. and when he died, we went through the storage of things from the group. Besides the usual capes and swords, we found a real human skeleton. I remember touching it and thinking, what the fuck! I will never know the story behind that though.

My dad has this strange ability to sense and apparently talk to dead people too. He has said things and seen things that are so strange you have to believe him. Conversations in private between two other people that he knew about somehow. To the minute when someone died, even when he wasn't told until the next day.

My dads house burned down 2 years ago, it was strange because he had just had a fight with his other brother nights before in which he was told he was going to be killed if he didn't stop fucking around. Ended up being and accident, but I still have my doubts.

Bloody cornfields and fires in the night... I wish my dad would tell me more sometimes, maybe I will ask him more when I see him next. Crazy small town. Its no wonder my older brother has not been back for 15 years. My dad loves the land though and can make anything grow. I will surely enjoy his asparagus field for years to come.

Sez Army

So, the virtual army FRG is a fucking waste of space. I get an email to go check it out to see new pics of my group. I sign on, go to the site and ya, there are 2 new pics. No news, nothing even remotely interesting. Waste I tell you. They said that the website was going to be fabulous and cool, what the fuck ever. It makes me so mad too, since that's the only way I can stay in touch with the FRG. Its all good though, not like I am involved or anything. I would just really like to see an organized space when I bother to sign on I guess. Oh well.

Cartoons

I watch a lot of cartoons. We all know why. There are very few that I can actually get into because of obvious reasons. There are currently 2 that are it for me. Avatar, and Martin Mystery. Avatar is just fun to watch, love the story line. Martin Mystery however does something else for me. It seems that whoever wrote it definitely wants it to feel like a comic book turned Japanese cute. They have the typical start off that has a comic book feel, with a main page. In the show there are scenes where he and his sister turn into little cartoon versions of themselves which is the cutesy aspect. Now what makes this cool is I think it has a very H.P. Lovecraft influence acting on it. The shows are always titled things like "Monster from the Deep," or, "It Came From Beyond." There seems to be a very scary monster involved in all cases and it is up to the detectives to solve the case and catch the monster. They do throw some alien things in there, but for the most part it is just creepy monster shit. I love it. I watch it every time it is on. I know Johnny probably should not watch it, but he loves it when it comes on so eh, whatever. Just thought I would share that with you all, Martin Mystery, man of terror in the minds of little budding Cthulhu fanatics YAY!

Rome

So, I love this show on HBO. It is very intriguing to watch. Filled with all the stuff you would expect, politics, sex, war, violence. Tonite I was watching and there was one line in it that stood out. So tonite I will leave you with this: "I AM A SON OF HADES! I FUCK CONCORD IN HER ASS!"

Another story about Richy

So the other day Richy called me and told me about his day. I know I have told a few of you this already so bear with me. They were out on patrol, and stopped to check some things out. Guys were getting out of their trucks, and Rich was still sitting in his behind his happy gun. All of a sudden, shots start ringing out and guys hit the dirt. One of the guys got shot through the ass (his hash name should be but peircing) and he decided to shoot back. The medic ran over to him and on the way also got shot, in the leg. At this point, what like 2 seconds, Rich turned his gun to the buildings and started unloading on them. He aimed for the muzzles blasts he saw. He told me it was really surreal to see the building just fall into pieces and explode and start burning. His bullets are the kind that start fires. He laid out a nice spread in front of his guys, and the bad guys fled into the distance. Rich went to get the hurt guys and they took them to the camp up the road. Everyone made it out and not to terribly wounded. There was a formal hearing about the events that occurred, and since Rich was the only other one to shoot, he had to give a statement. He was fine, cleared of anything that may have been bad. He did get a handshake from some of the high ups that were there, so I am hoping they will stop fucking around and get his promotion finally going. I told my dad this story and he was quiet, and listened to the whole thing, which made me happy. Then he said, "be sure to ask Rich if he needs more bullets, cause I got plenty of those to spare."-silliness lol I am very proud of my Richy, and I know he does the right thing out there. Fucking dirty insurgent bastards will have to try harder, fuckers.....

Dad visit

You will have to forgive me tonite, I am a little intoxicated.. When I got home, my father was still here thank god, but he had also invited over his friend Tom, who was passed out on my couch(not the first time hehehe). So i went into the other room with Johnny and pops, and he got on the internet.. I drank another beer... which is why I am fucked right now. Then his friend woke up and we talked for a bit, till dad and him decided to leave. I was ok with that since I am drunk and my dad is well... ya.. I watched from the window, Tom went to his truck, dad went to his car, sat down and lit up a nice fat doobie. hehehe I love my dad, he makes me laugh, before he left we talked about weed and he was like, want some?? I said no as usual, and then he left. Oh well what can you do. I will miss him, I dont see him very often. He brought oysters tonite, I tried but I couldnt do it. I did save the jar though since it is nice and solid.

Well

So everything I talked about in my last post, I actually did. I spent 4 hours on my game, and it is just about ready to submit which is awesome. I got a call from my dad, and met up with him tonite. He is going to come over tomorrow night for a short bit so I can go to happy hour. My kitchen is still a wreck but I did work on it a bit. I still need to clean up my kids room and make it so he can sleep in it without feeling closed in. All in all it was a pretty good day. Laughed at American Idol for a while, show cracks me up. Thats all though, looking forward to sleeping...

Damn

I hate being such a procrastinator. I am sitting here supposed to be finishing up my game, or cleaning the kitchen, or picking up toys. Instead, I am cruising around on the Internet, fucking off. I get up and start to clean then start watching CSI some more and stop. Hell, I am such a slacker. Oh well at least this is fun. I am still waiting for the dang maintenance people to come and look at my water heater. Nothing yet fuckers... they said 9 and its 12 now. Where is my dad too.. he is supposed to be here but I have no heard anything yet... and I cant remember the last name of the guy he is staying with. I know you are all so interested in my life LOL, sorry I will try to come up with better stories :)

So ya

Sometimes, I think I get really depressed over the completly wrong things. Silly stupid things that make no sense at all. I can't seem to help being competitive and most of the time that is what I end up getting so worked up over. Fucking stupid, someone should really tell me to calm down, as I am so apt at saying to everyone around me. Why do you think I don't play games, except trivial pursuit cause thats just your own ignorance in the end. Fuck games, fuck trying to control a situation, and fuck trying to get people to listen to truth and reality. I give up. No more trying to be right I will just remain in the back and let people think they know everything. No harm will come of it if I just let people do what they think THEY need to, fuck them, make your own stupid ass choice and live with it, god knows I do.

My Husband

So, as usual my husband called me this morning at 6. He must know that sunday mornings I am usualy still drunk, but its ok. He is in Iraq and I was asking him if he was involved in that surge they were talking about in the paper. He said no, instead they were at a remote camp that was just being set up. They were down there to construct a new dining hall for all the guys that were there. Then of course, he starts telling me all about it, which in the end I really didn't need to know but I was laughing later so whatever. He said that it is so new that they don't have any latrines set up yet. They have to go sit on some wood seat things and hang a plastic bag under it to catch the poo. This immediately made me think of him sitting there with a plastic bag hanging and the sound that must make when its going on. I laughed so hard, wow.

First Post

Well, here I am doing this blog nonsense. Oh I am sure that I will be able to think of something, not sure you all will like to read it though. But, I will aim to please!