tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53357772011-04-21T18:20:18.602-05:00All the Bodies & Where They're BuriedWaxing Philosophy.
Where I will be whispering at the top of my lungs.Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comBlogger1491100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1091119158801297542004-07-29T11:28:00.000-05:002004-07-29T11:39:18.800-05:00Where Have I Been?
Work, work, work, work. That is all I do anymore. The growth of this business has been absolutely phenomanol. We are all working 12-14 hour days and still cannot keep up. As much as I complain about that I realize itis a good thing. Most businesses in any industry would kill to have the growth rate that we have had.
We have 30 employees. We have cornered the market inVaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1081051349902113072004-04-03T22:02:00.000-06:002004-04-03T22:06:06.750-06:00Has it really been a month?
I got a job that starts soon. I have done that type of work before and it really sucks. I can't complain too much.
The business is really taking off to even greater heights. It is getting bigger every day! We are now growing faster than we know what to do with.
I have been very busy. I will be even more busy soon. Good thing too. I am getting really sick Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1078522121437037782004-03-05T15:28:00.000-06:002004-03-05T16:22:16.106-06:00I Miss My Blog
I had last night off. I was just sitting around the new place and feeling vaguely bored and uneasy. I have not had a lot of spare time as of late and I do not quite know what to do with myself without internet, video games and TV.
I am still not really set up for the internet at my own home, so I am here at Toast's house using his. You know, come to think of it I do not haveVaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1077423357778363562004-02-21T22:15:00.000-06:002004-02-21T22:18:39.030-06:00Protestant Work Ethic
It has been a while since my last post. I apologize for that.
I have moved. I like the new place quite a bit. I find it a bit small though. Perhaps it is just the German in me but I have been thinking about knocking a hole in the wall and "annexing" the neighbor's apartment also. Money is a little tighter than normal. I have not been hooked up to the internet yet.Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1076256565708997442004-02-08T10:09:00.000-06:002004-02-09T08:27:17.500-06:00You can fool too many of the people too much of the time. - James Thurber
Here is a neat little third party politics blog. I like this site and visit it often. As people have probably guessed, I am a rabid Green. This is a blog where Greens meet Libertarians who meet Reformists who meet Constitutionalists who meet Other. There are no Fascists that I know of, but they would be welcome. It Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1076181616742677712004-02-07T13:20:00.000-06:002004-02-07T13:27:19.793-06:00I Still Don't Get It
I was told a story last night. I realized that this was the second time I have heard that particular story. The story goes a little something like this.
"A man dies and goes to heaven. At the pearly gates he meets God. He asks God about all of the suffering in the world and why had God not done something about it. Why was there war? Why was there poverty? Why was Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1075730800607643842004-02-02T08:06:00.000-06:002004-02-02T10:25:11.420-06:00The Sky is Falling on Groundhog Day!
The Almighty Weather Prophets said that this weekend we would get at least six inches of snow this weekend. I heard many other people predicting more. I heard one guy say that he heard we would get 35 inches. Yeah, right Buddy.
Due to all of this I have decided to postpone my moving until next week. It is good that I have the luxury to do so. It Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1075316484752919192004-01-28T13:01:00.000-06:002004-01-28T13:41:14.466-06:00Found Poetry
The good thing about moving is that you get to go through some old stuff that you forgot that you even had. I just found an old poetry report that I had for ninth grade english. The following is a poem that I copied down for the assignment. It is from some cat by the name of Don Gray. I am not familiar with anything else of his. I loved this poem and I guess that I still do.Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1075299329477384112004-01-28T08:15:00.000-06:002004-01-28T09:49:05.340-06:00"What is, is...and everything else is bullshit."
Really, really bad timing. I just have to throw up my hands and laugh maniacally. Being perpetually poor really fucking sucks.
The damage to my auto is catastrophic. It will cost at least one thousand dollars and the mechanic is still tallying. He was supposed to get back with me yesterday with the final cost estimate. I called him twice Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1074803248113126492004-01-22T14:27:00.000-06:002004-01-22T15:53:32.466-06:00Indecision & the 80/20 rule
Everything is happening all at once. I do not like it at all. I do not know in what order to do things.
To top it off my auto, (Betty) has decided to poop out on me. That is just really bad timing. This is something that me and my family cannot quite handle. At first there was exhaust coming out of the manifold. Now there is flame coming out of the manifold.Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1074706078131096982004-01-21T11:27:00.000-06:002004-01-21T11:29:57.593-06:00By the way...
...weren't people talking a week or two ago about some new initiative? To go to other planets, or something like that? You know, one of the most ambitious projects in all of human history?
Does that ring any bells?
I guess there wasn't room for it in the speech, after the gay marriage stuff and the steroids.
Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1074703171300567002004-01-21T10:39:00.000-06:002004-01-21T11:09:57.576-06:00Anybody but Bush
I need either TiVo or a VCR that gets up and kicks me out of bed. I slept through the state of the union address last night. It is all for the best. I would have just wound up screaming at the TV and waking up the neighbors. It is pretty safe to say that I hate that man. Hopefully next year a democrat will be up there.
It would have been funny watching him squirm and andVaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1074527215689275752004-01-19T09:46:00.000-06:002004-01-19T10:00:52.466-06:00The 4 C's of Vomit
Color
Clarity
Consistency
Circumference
That is a very rare vomit. Vomits like this one a few and far between.
It has a bit of color to it, but not overpowering. According to the GIA Scale it falls somewhere btween an F and G. It has a certain pinkness tinge to it. Somewhere in between a full rainbow oil slick of a full blow, but more than the colorless bleariness of Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1074276278950676982004-01-16T12:04:00.000-06:002004-01-16T12:06:32.090-06:00From Loathe to Larry
For those who do not or have not read Annamatics blog, we got the apartment that we wanted. It is a tad bit small, but it is recently remodeled. It is in the heart of the student ghetto. Best of all it is renting for less than market value. I will be moving in on the first of the month. She will be moving in later that month.
I am torn. I do not know whether to be Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1073918829406138382004-01-12T08:47:00.000-06:002004-01-12T09:01:03.343-06:00Now that you have won the Super Bowl what are you going to do?
I'm going to Disneyland and I'm going to eat beef.
Football season is over for me. My team lost yesterday. It is good though. That frees up more time for the more important things that actually matter. Like Kansas Basketball.
It just absolutely kills me to say this but....I actually agree with President Bush on something. I Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1073839119869741982004-01-11T10:38:00.000-06:002004-01-12T08:53:34.153-06:00Merry Super Bowl! May You Not Meet Up With Dick and Perry!
This blog is a good outlet for my anger. Lord knows I do get angry at times. Letting bits and peices out at a time (like this) keeps me from murdering someone. I heard Stephen King also say something like that on the Charlie Rose Show. He says that he writes about murder instead or committing it and he feels better. I was never tooVaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1073617832297974812004-01-08T21:10:00.000-06:002004-01-08T21:12:15.390-06:00Blah!
Blah blah blah blah. Blah blah blah blah blah. Blah blah blah. Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. Blah, blah blah blah blah blah. Blah blah balh balh balh balh balh blah, blah blah blah.
Blah blah blah. Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1073414511806262932004-01-06T12:41:00.000-06:002004-01-06T12:44:28.403-06:00What is the nature of Hope?
That is a question that has been going through my mind lately. It is not the same as belief or faith. I find both of those virtues a little difficult to come by. Neither belief nor faith have ever come easily to me. I seem to have hope in large quantities though.
Is hope perhaps a wish with action following it. Perhaps hope is a sort of confidence that if you Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1073317861732746012004-01-05T09:51:00.000-06:002004-01-05T09:54:27.610-06:00Fasten Your Seatbelts - I'm All Over The Place Now
I love to talk politics. The internet is the perfect forum for it. The workplace is not.
A couple of month ago I thought that I would mobilize the Wal-Mart workforce into one well-oiled liberal political force. I can't think of too many people the conservative agenda has shit on more than these people. It only took a few weeks to shatter Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1073315414925917462004-01-05T09:10:00.000-06:002004-01-05T09:56:16.653-06:00Remember, The Education President Can't Read None Too Good
For those of you who have not yet checked out the Jim Hightower link that is on the left hand side of the screen, this is a good year to start. Since I have decided to go back to school, this article on higher education has become particularly relevant. Since I last attended school, the tuition has raised a full 50%. I am finding Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1073066907920306932004-01-02T12:08:00.000-06:002004-01-02T12:10:02.530-06:00Same Shit Different Year
O.K. I am back in the land of the living. I have just been in such a blue funk the past few weeks. I don't think that I feel like explaining the reasons why. A heaping helping of the same ol' same ol' has a lot to do with it. I was feeling a little bit helpless and pathetic for a few weeks there. My rage had turned inward. I sunk into quite a depression there. Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1071073786249578022003-12-10T10:29:00.000-06:002003-12-10T10:30:50.200-06:00Snow Days Used To Be Fun!
It is ten AM and already it has been one stupid day. I did not work last night and because of the weather Annamatic and I both thought that it would be better if I just stayed home last night. It is a good thing that I did.
The freezing rain that fell last night was topped off with several inches of snow. I woke at six to assist my mother in getting her car ready Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1070891860608840322003-12-08T07:57:00.000-06:002003-12-08T08:01:09.670-06:00Nada
I am still empty. Just do not feel like writing. I will write anyway.
I will say that I hope that the damn cell phones that are also walkie-talkies never catch on. They are advertising the shit out of the little buggers. I do not see the point of them other than to annoy the shit out of every one within hearing distance.
The other night I was in the bathroom at work. Some dude Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1070718813339621292003-12-06T07:53:00.000-06:002003-12-06T16:37:56.046-06:00Go Hawks
Our Jayhawks are the best team in the nation and they are playing today at 3:00. I hate games in the middle of the day. I have a tough time waking up for them.
In the preceding paragraph I was talking basketball. All of the Kansas natives know that. The rest of this post concerns football. I have caught only three football games this season. I am not the biggest football fan, Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1070580020806451832003-12-04T17:20:00.000-06:002003-12-04T17:21:17.390-06:00Here Comes Another Post About Wal-Mart
I have not felt real creative the last few days. I have just been absorbing Ralph Nader's Book, Crashing the Party and taking care of business.
However if everyone would do me a little favor and take a little time to check this petition I would appreciate it. You do not have to sign it, just read it. It is from the Jim Hightower website. If anyoneVaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1070171683001721542003-11-29T23:54:00.000-06:002003-11-30T04:01:53.716-06:00To Live Is To Fly
Right now I am listening to a little Townes Van Zant and Cowboy Junkies. Some music that settles a restless spirit. I am currently attempting to get the airport smell out of my head, get my ears working properly again, and collect my thoughts. My head will not stop pounding and my ears will not stop ringing.
Please do not get me wrong. I had a wonderful holiday. I met Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1069871276219843802003-11-26T12:27:00.000-06:002003-11-29T23:08:13.810-06:00High Plains Drifter
I am now here in Idaho waiting for Turkey day to arrive. Idaho is not exactly what I expected. It really does exist. It has been a while since I last saw real mountains. It is all good and I am having fun here waiting for Turkey Day to arrive.
I wish everyone a good and safe Holiday. I will whisper more sedition when I return. Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1069601507386347842003-11-23T09:31:00.000-06:002003-11-23T10:48:03.670-06:00Go West Young Man!
If you are stranded on a deserted island with the cast of "Saved By the Bell" and are inexplicably forced into cannibalism; Who would you eat first? And why?
What is your answer? I am curious. I was asked that question a few days ago and now I am asking you.
Only two more days before I get on the plane and go to Annamatic's parents' house in Idaho. I will be in Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1069427790781740432003-11-21T09:16:00.000-06:002003-11-21T09:17:08.810-06:00Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1069361945588038032003-11-20T14:59:00.000-06:002003-11-20T15:44:14.390-06:00Something is Always Wrong
Gonna have to apologize for this post ahead of time. I just got back from the dentist and I think that I am still stoned from the NO2 that I had. I made extra sure that I had my moneys worth. Big deep breaths. That, and I am on my third Guinness. Laughing gas and Guinness! Whoooooo!
Can someone remind me what plan C is again.
I am damn angry. Open democracy is Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1069095538031739862003-11-17T12:58:00.000-06:002003-11-17T13:00:44.106-06:00Very Accurate Statistics
The numbers are in. One out of every one Vaughns that were interviewed for todays poll think that Wal-Mart destroys America, undermines the American Dream, and must be stopped at any cost.
Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1068907010371987792003-11-15T08:36:00.000-06:002003-11-17T09:03:47.356-06:00My Inner Child Has a Vorpal Longsword +3
I have been hesitant to admit this to everyone, but I think it is time. Oh this is rather embarrassing. I am a Dungeons and Dragons nerd. I don't play it anymore. I have not played on a regular basis for several years, but that does not mean that I don't want to. It is a group activity and a group is difficult to organize and arrange. So I have Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-106866005897805802003-11-12T12:00:00.000-06:002003-11-12T12:19:21.890-06:00Here is Your Sucker Punch!
Even the best laid plans have the floor fall through occasionally. The key to remain sane when life sucker punches you is to remain adaptable. Anna just lost her job. In Anna's own words That puts a real monkey wrench in our plans. Good thing is that no legal contracts had been signed and we are able to remain flexible.
The two of us spoke about it last night and Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1068481954667700532003-11-10T10:32:00.000-06:002003-11-12T11:25:10.216-06:00I Am An Insensitive Bastard
I've got to watch how I joke around. Bob (the cool old dude with the neat stories) bought me small coffee this morning. I expected to pay for my own but he whipped out money and paid for both of them. I thanked him for the small coffee saying that I did not expect him to buy and I will get the bill next time. He said not to sweat it, it was a Jewish holiday. I Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1068312562035492502003-11-08T11:29:00.000-06:002003-11-08T11:36:48.530-06:00Sibling Rivalries
My sister called me last night and we spoke until I was late for work. It is always wonderful to hear from her. We speak so little now days and she is so far away. I wanted to know everything that was going on in her life, but we wound up on politics.
I do not know where the we inherited the politics gene. Our family does not have much of a political history. Or at Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1068307727214497632003-11-08T10:08:00.000-06:002003-11-08T10:30:05.200-06:00A Neat Story Told To Me By a Strange Dude Named Bob
I work with a man in his early fifties by the name of Bob. Bob is a cool old dude. Last night he told me a great story that I thought that I would share.
His father was the mayor of KCK for many years. He held great political power at one time. One day, when Bob was just six years old, his father was visited by Harry S. Truman. The two Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1068156347065741772003-11-06T16:05:00.000-06:002003-11-06T17:28:28.763-06:00Dear Senator Peckerwood
When I think back upon my life, and when I relate stories about the dumbest things I have ever done, they almost always start out with the phrase, "One time I got kinda bored and so I...". Almost always. Well, yesterday I got kinda bored. I did not do anything really stupid, but I did do something rather pointless.
I wrote to my elected officials. I wrote in Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1067955360590312132003-11-04T08:16:00.000-06:002003-11-04T08:16:54.263-06:00Look Who Has An Asshat!
Wayne Simien showing just one of his many moves under the post.
Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1067871511584959672003-11-03T08:58:00.000-06:002003-11-03T09:04:04.170-06:00I'm About To Wet My Pants
Tip off is tomorrow. Rock Chalk Jayhawk.
The Obsession Begins Anew
Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-106761392029101052003-10-31T09:25:00.000-06:002003-10-31T10:08:50.123-06:00In other news it looks like the local man Fred Phelps is up to his abhorrent behavior again and bringing shame to all of us.
I feel like some Phelps-bashing. Anyone got any good stories of that asshole?Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1067612075317189452003-10-31T08:54:00.000-06:002003-10-31T10:58:59.340-06:00Quick Conversation I Had Last Night
Setting: Wal-Mart break room: cold, sterile, spartan
Cast: Vaughn & Droopy
Vaughn is sitting at a table drinking coffee out of a styrofoam cup and reading a book by Jim Hightower.
Enter stage left Droopy. Droopy sits across from Vaughn.
Droopy: I see you are reading that book by that guy again. I thought that you might like to know that I read a Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1067535262505680362003-10-30T11:34:00.000-06:002003-10-30T16:20:59.796-06:00It is like building in a flood plain, only with a better view.
Smivey has some concerns with the media coverage that is given to the current fires in California. I cannot complain about that because I live 1500 miles away. The fires get no more than a 15 second sound-byte here. I do have another complaint though. How these fires will eventually affect all of us.
Why did they build their Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1067365380899932802003-10-28T12:23:00.000-06:002003-10-28T12:31:09.093-06:00I am a Patriot
I see in the near future a crisis approaching that unnerves me and causes me to tremble for the safety of my country. As a result of the war, corporations have been enthroned and an era of corruption in high places will follow, and the money power of the country will endeavor to prolong its reign...until all wealth is aggregated in a few hands, and the Republic is destroyed. I Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1067266778237924552003-10-27T08:59:00.000-06:002003-10-27T13:30:32.640-06:00For a $1000 donation you can get an autographed picture of Dubya and wife
Missouri has passed a concealed carry gun law. This affects me because I live only ten miles from the Missouri border. I cross the border quite often. Advocates of the law say that the right for citizens to conceal handguns protects people from criminals and terrorists. You always have to watch out for those nasty Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1067090392760062932003-10-25T08:59:00.000-05:002003-10-25T09:02:13.513-05:00Time to Stop Spinning My Wheels
It has been a big week. Anna and I found an apartment that we can sub-lease together. Finally shacking up together after all this time. We should have done this a long time ago. I have just been unnecessarily cautious.
Also that day I put my re-admission papers into the university. It is high time that I completed that degree. I am looking forward to Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1066760167947083722003-10-21T13:16:00.000-05:002003-10-21T15:50:03.023-05:00You Won't Feel A Thing - Till I Cram This Down Your Throat.
I have to go to the dentist tomorrow. That pisses me off. I have not had dental insurance for over three years (come to think of it I hav't had insurance of any kind in almost three years). I know this and I have taken extra pains to keep my mouth as clean as I can. I have taken great care of my teeth - until recently. Another Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1066660759275807422003-10-20T09:39:00.000-05:002003-10-20T12:59:55.883-05:00Daydreaming dilemma
This may sound like a bit of an odd blog entry for today but it makes a lot of sense. It really does. It is an old quote by Lenny Bruce (actually I think that it is a paraphrase) that someone told me once when I was extremely frustrated. It has become a little bit of a mantra for me as of late.
"Everything is as it is, and everything else is bullshit."
For those of you Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1066311296523059532003-10-16T08:34:00.000-05:002003-10-16T08:34:56.203-05:004% of next-to-nothing is how much?
Last night made me angry.
I had my work evaluation with my boss and got a 4% raise. I received a "meets expectations" on everything. Only negative comments are that I need to pay more attention to detail (hey they pay just enough for my body to be there, my brain is extra) and that I need to show more initiative (yeah whatever).
That is not the part Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1066227926893716022003-10-15T09:25:00.000-05:002003-10-15T09:46:12.056-05:00...one blog, underdog, indecipherable with buttloads of nothing for all
The under God thing is going to the supreme court today. It is of my opinion that the words under God should be removed from the pledge. It just brings back waves of nostalgia for the days of McCarthy. That is just my opinion though.
Yesterday the court said that doctors still could not prescribe weed to patients, but Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1066147704397640132003-10-14T11:08:00.000-05:002003-10-14T14:13:23.850-05:00Hearts and Thoughts They Fade Away
I've got the Hometown Blues. The bad thing about being cooped up in your hometown for so long is that you are bound to eventually bump into someone from the deep, dark past. It was only a matter of time. No matter how low I pull the brim of my hat, how much I avoid places with a lot of people, how far I lurk in the shadows, someone will recognize me. I am Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1065620705626830432003-10-08T08:45:00.000-05:002003-10-08T12:34:43.313-05:00I Guess California is not as Liberal as Everyone Thought
Well I read in the paper that Schwarzenegger won. I do not know what to think of that. My only real opinion on the subject is that I am terribly disappointed about how poorly the Green Party candidate did. 37,000 votes? That is all? He was a competent person, with a good message, which was communicated well. 37,000 votes? Green Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1065388210315209492003-10-05T16:10:00.000-05:002003-10-05T20:34:32.680-05:00I do not like auto racing
I am with my family and it is fun, I guess. It is Sunday and NASCAR is on the tube. I would rather watch almost anything else. My family knows all of the drivers and the cars. It is quite exciting for them. It is the only sport that they know anything about. That is a bit odd since I do not even consider it a sport. I can not understand how auto racing has becomeVaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1065112001416699512003-10-02T11:26:00.000-05:002003-10-02T11:26:41.250-05:00I Do All of My Bad Things At Night-When Baby Jesus is Sleeping
Smivey sent me a link to an online Halloween store. Thank You. I need to shop online more.
I have to admit that I often forget that I live smack dab in the middle of the damn Bible Belt. I forget that not all of America is like this. There are places on this continent where the religious conservative are not in power. There Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1065016488908458122003-10-01T08:54:00.000-05:002003-10-01T09:00:36.036-05:00Won't Someone Just Think of the Children For Once
I like my $11 dollar battery. The trip for the car battery was a little out of my way but I paid $11 for it. That made the trip well worth it. It is nice to know the right people and places. I just wish that I had contacts like those in areas of my life other than automobiles.
The Last Unemployed Smoker in America found a job yesterday. My Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1064844327697196092003-09-29T09:05:00.000-05:002003-09-29T10:08:32.766-05:00AAARRRGGGHHH! MY POST GOT CLARKED
I had a nice long post ready to go and then I lost it!
I wrote this nice long post concerning various subjects. They ranged from good friends, lovers, the Royals, West Nile Virus, how Missouri got "Clarked" by Kansas, and the definition and origin of the word "Clarked".
I am out of time today. I still have to pull out my mother's old car battery, exchangeVaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1064560425289530452003-09-26T02:13:00.000-05:002003-09-26T02:13:45.280-05:00Left of the Dial
Election 2004 is still a long ways away. I have not commented on Wesley Clark as of yet because I have not formed a solid opinion on him. I can say that I would like to know more about him. The more I read and hear from him, the more I like him.
He is pro-choice, pro-environment, pro-labor and his view on gun-control reads like this, "If you like to play with automatic Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1064557781607259402003-09-26T01:29:00.000-05:002003-09-26T01:30:39.686-05:00I Like Movies
I was thinking last night. I try to do that at least once per day.
I was attempting to think of any movie that was better than the book. I only came up with one. I know that there are more, I just could not place them.
Anna is not going to like this very much, but I thought that the movie Contact was much better than the Carl Sagan book it was based on. Sagan was a brilliant Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1064424349466845702003-09-24T12:25:00.000-05:002003-09-24T12:25:49.236-05:00Wanna Buy A Monkey?
I read in the headlines that the federal no-call list was not legal. A federal judge has made a ruling for the telemarketers. I was one of the first people to be on it. It will really piss me off if I start getting the damn telemarketers calling me again. I was getting five or six calls per day from them. When I would turn the ringer off and not answer the phone, they Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1064338034085237912003-09-23T12:27:00.000-05:002003-09-23T13:34:11.280-05:00Don't Piss On My Shoes Then Tell Me it's Raining
This past Saturday was fun. Matt covered his home in plastic and set out a bunch of paint for us to play with. We made a mess. I have developed two of the three rolls of film I took. They look real good. I can't wait to share them with others. I have to find something to take a few photos of and so I can finish off this third roll. Thanks Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1063993872061326312003-09-19T12:51:00.000-05:002003-09-19T12:56:18.830-05:00Five Hundred Miles to Tulsa
I just learned that the Confederate side of my family is coming up to visit this Yankee boy on the weekend of October 3rd. I am looking forward to this. Sometime that weekend they are going to go to the NASCAR races. I will not be joining them. I would much rather take them to a Royals game. See you all soon.
That remind me of a dream that I had a while back.Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1063991777324629542003-09-19T12:16:00.000-05:002003-09-19T12:17:32.906-05:00Smokestack, Swastika, Hammer and Sickle, the Golden Arches
I just read Fast Food Nation by Eric Schlosser. I am angry. I am very angry. I am filled with a righteous anger and I wish to strike with a vengeance. But I don't know how.
I already boycott fast food and have for many years. There are times when I get weak, or hungry enough to break the boycott but those times are relatively fewVaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1063643515456435852003-09-15T11:31:00.000-05:002003-09-15T12:03:15.986-05:00Concealed Carry Sounding Better and Better
AKA
Nuke the Whales
Finally I feel a lot better. For the first time in many days there are more thoughts than snot in my head.
I watched a lot of movies this past weekend. It is pretty much all I did in between extended snoozes. I went to the library and picked up about 10 old classic movies and watched them all. Loved most of them.
Matt, IVaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1063406270986863052003-09-12T17:37:00.000-05:002003-09-12T17:37:50.893-05:00The little head cold took a turn for the worse. I am not a doctor or anything but my self-diagnosis has been narowed down to either ebola or haunta. All I have done is sleep and been filled with those feverish dreams that last forever and never mean anything. It sucks. I will write again as I gain the strength. So much for my 911 rant. Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1063207241089883022003-09-10T10:20:00.000-05:002003-09-10T10:21:27.163-05:00BeerQuil
It seems that over the course of the night I caught a nice little summer cold. Nothing too bad yet. Just enough to stop up my head make me sneeze, and make me all sore and achey. It is too soon in the day for me to mix my patented BeerQuil formula and so I have to just settle for the green death flavor.
My tirade on Iraq is going to have to wait for another day. Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1063124377197474792003-09-09T11:19:00.000-05:002003-09-09T12:17:00.740-05:00Sorry about that Matt,
I wrote the last post before I read your response. I read the article and it was really good. I say that only because I agree with what it is saying.
I am not familiar with that news source. Is that like the Russian version of the Onion? I have to admit that I feel a little nervous that the Russians know English and American current events as well (if not better) Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1063115120457361842003-09-09T08:45:00.000-05:002003-09-09T11:48:14.430-05:00Sudden Lead Poisoning
Something funny happened at work Sunday night. Well, come to think of it, it's not really very funny. It is worth telling.
A dude who works the day shift at Wal-Mart came in during the night. He is an armed security guard somewhere during the night and he came in with his uniform and his gun. He stopped and spoke to two of my co-workers. He said that there were Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1062945197039401102003-09-07T09:33:00.000-05:002003-09-09T12:15:20.193-05:00Football School?
KU won a football game. Go figure. I didn't see that one coming. If I had I would have called in sick for work and partook of the keg. Perhaps, possibly they might possibly win another game this year. Maybe.
The Royals are now three games behing first place. Jeez. They are starting to falter and it is pissing me off. Oh-well. They are still having a much better year Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1062875074974576202003-09-06T14:04:00.000-05:002003-09-06T14:12:26.983-05:00I've Got Pants On!
I have my new pants on. My mother gave me a new pair of red Chuck Taylors and I bought myself a new pair of Levis that look like old Vietnam era army fatigues. Come to think of it everything that I am wearing right now I have recieved within the past week. I needed some new clothes pretty badly.
Right now I am attempting to find someone to play the new boardgame that Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1062823044550722962003-09-05T23:37:00.000-05:002003-09-05T23:37:24.546-05:00Mother: Do you like the chartruse one?
Vaughn: If chartruse means green, yes.Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1062753522343233012003-09-05T04:18:00.000-05:002003-09-05T04:40:24.426-05:00Today's colors code is Livid
I watched the last half of the Democratic Primary debate tonight. There is nothing like politics to get my blood boiling.
I like Dean the best of the all of the candidates so far. He is a liberal Democrat and he is damn proud and damn loud about being a liberal Democrat. I have a feeling that he is not intimidated by the republicans. Too many democrats have Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1062429102911108672003-09-01T10:11:00.000-05:002003-09-01T10:13:54.576-05:00Don't Trust Anyone Over Thirty
Tonight while I'm at work I will be turning 31. Now that is real fucking old. I will have to fight to not get down emotionally. I thought that I would be so much furthur than I am right now. The last four or five years have sure been hard. Things just have not worked as well as planned. Ah who am I kidding - everything is all FUBARed.
Every birthday that IVaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1062233797376890802003-08-30T03:56:00.000-05:002003-09-01T13:30:08.906-05:00It is now 3:38 AM in Sunflower House. It is odd that I have been coming here for over a year now and I still feel like a guest. The two of us need to get a place together because the coming here for one or two days a week has been wearing really thin. Our relationship has definitely been resembling a long distance relationship for many months now and that has become much more pronounced since Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1062210885351373372003-08-29T21:34:00.000-05:002003-08-29T21:34:45.283-05:00I paid up my overdue library fines yesterday and checked out some old silent comedies. They sure were funny. It sure was not very fun being the only person awake at Annas house last night. The visitor of the house having full range of the place while everyone else sleeps just feels a little funny. All of her roomates that did see me up at three in the morning asking me where Anna was. It is Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1061843442022483422003-08-25T15:30:00.000-05:002003-08-25T15:30:41.973-05:00After All, A Boy's Best Friend is His Mother
No, I havn't done anything crazy yet......Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1061829833885352592003-08-25T11:43:00.000-05:002003-08-25T12:35:22.736-05:00She's Plastic and She's Just My Type!
Last night I decided that I am no position to be a radical spirit. If, on the off chance, I meet David Glass face to face the most I will do is grin and ask for a raise.
Anna read the earlier blog entry of mine in which I transposed the poorly written reprimand from a former college employer. She reminded me of something that I could not believe that I Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1061738725748553222003-08-24T10:25:00.000-05:002003-08-24T10:25:25.730-05:00I Want to Bite the Hand That Feeds Me
On Friday I spent more money than I meant to, but it was worth it. I went downtown to a used CD place and picked up eight used CDs. Most of it was stuff that I did not know that I could not live without until I saw it there.
I got some old punk, X and Dead Kennedys.
I got some old indie, Camper Van Beethoven.
I got old sappy pop, Cyndi Lauper.
I got Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1061569123209986152003-08-22T11:18:00.000-05:002003-08-22T11:42:01.980-05:00This Parched Land, These Parched Souls
I am at Anna's right now and she is at work. I am a tad bit bored and feel like going down to Mass street and spending some money. I am tired of saving I just want to spend. I just do not want to brave the teperatures. It is over 100 degrees again today.
Something is just not right when Kansas records the highest temperatures in the nation. We have Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1061400823517990542003-08-20T12:33:00.000-05:002003-08-22T11:19:43.110-05:00From My Cold, Dead Hands
I went out and rented Bowling for Columbine and it was a great film. I liked it so much that after it was over I rewound it and watched it again!
I do have a bit of a problem with the video. Moore really needs to work on his interviewing skills. I would think that the nearly 15 years between Roger & Me and Bowling for Columbine he would have made some progress in Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1061159720928448592003-08-17T17:35:00.000-05:002003-08-17T17:35:20.936-05:00The Old 20-80 Rule Again
I heard that it was best not to tell other people your problems. Because 80% of the people out there don't care. The other 20% are gald that you have problems also. That is something that I have always took to heart. I am certainly not one to tell total strangers my life story and yet here I am doing just that. Go figure.
Just got my Elvis Costello collection backVaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1060968392915252712003-08-15T12:26:00.000-05:002003-08-15T12:26:32.776-05:00Just For Shits and Giggles
The next job that I have I would like to work for a high school grad.
This is a write up from the JUCO job that I worked early this year. My boss and I hated each other right off the bat and he did not want me to make it through the probationary period. I tucked the memos from him away for future reference. I did not know at that time that the destined purpose Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1060887798283550302003-08-14T14:03:00.000-05:002003-08-14T14:07:51.013-05:00Mr. Popularity
The good thing about my job is that I don't care too much about it. That right there prevents me from going nuts. I am always on time. I do my job well and stay out of trouble. That keeps me in good with management. That is job security.
I unloaded on some of my co-workers last night and told them exactly what I thought of them and the horses that they rode in on. I do Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1060699665732218532003-08-12T09:47:00.000-05:002003-08-12T09:55:41.290-05:00Hell I Admit it, I'm Still a Bit Grumpy, Damnit
I missed Anna on Sunday.
She called me shortly after my last post. She said that her flight from Toronto had been cancelled and that she would have to take a later flight. Her later flight had to be during my working hours. I attempted to get the time off but that was not allowed. I would have fought a little harder if my mother had not Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1060513580215379912003-08-10T06:06:00.000-05:002003-08-12T09:30:32.710-05:00Caution: Old People Moshing
On Friday I meant to work some optional overtime, but Jed called up and wanted me to go to the Bunker with him to see his old band play. They are called Synisthetic, (or something like that). I have seen them three times since Jed has left. The moment he left they turned hardcore death metal. Not my type of music. Jed is really proud of them though. They have Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1060266499877256312003-08-07T09:28:00.000-05:002003-08-07T09:28:19.816-05:00I Miss the Comfort of Being Sad
The bad and the good thing about my job is that it gives me several hours of nearly uninturrupted thought. Usually that is a very good thing. Last night it was bad. I could not stop thinking about bad things. About sad things. About mad things. I just started on a sad memory and it spiraled from there. I had a very difficult time resisting these unwanted Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1060178263838413822003-08-06T08:57:00.000-05:002003-08-06T08:57:43.606-05:00My Mind Ain't Sleepy-It's Preoccupied
I had the most brilliant idea last night and I would love to share it with everyone. But not just yet. I need to think about it a little more, do some research, and speak to my sister and brother in law.
It concerns a possible invention. A good realistic one that I believe does not exist as of yet. I need to research to absolutely make sure it does Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1060005802604668512003-08-04T09:03:00.000-05:002003-08-06T08:40:30.690-05:00Pornographer's Camera
Yesterday I finally developed six rolls of film that have been waiting since March. They are of Christmas, New Years, and the Final Four Weekend. I have a bunch of photos of family, friends, Anna and even some of me.
I am a bit disapointed in most of them. I have a bit of an ego problem concerning photos. I tend to think that every photo that I take is the absolute Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1059915120691671202003-08-03T07:52:00.000-05:002003-08-03T07:52:00.526-05:00I watched a lot of TV
Yeah, I hate to admit it, but that is exactly what I did with my time off. I watched a lot of TV. I did nothing too special on my days off.
Yesterday I went over to my grandfathers house for a while to help him fix my mothers car but we isolated it as a sensor problem and had to call it quits at that point. The moment it stops being a mechanical problem and goes into Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1059743976785905032003-08-01T08:19:00.000-05:002003-08-01T08:36:21.470-05:00B is For Beer and Thats Good Enough For Me
I took Anna to the airport yesterday. I was able to see her off. She was so sweet. She will be gone for the next two weeks. I will miss her greatly. I hope that she has a lot of fun there in Toronto. Sans SARS.
It was also my grandfathers birthday. I gave him a knife set and went out to buscuits and gravy with him. Old peoples food.
I have Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1059357200674620642003-07-27T20:53:00.000-05:002003-07-27T20:59:07.696-05:00"Never let the weeds get higher than the garden/ Always keep a saphire in your mind/ Always keep a diamond in your mind."
How are you all? I am just Peachy!
After many hours of corporate brainwashing I have the Wal-Mart smile painted on my face.
I saw a guy that I used to work with there and he said something that made me feel a bit better. He told me that the shame of me returning there Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1059004616348962212003-07-23T18:56:00.000-05:002003-07-23T19:11:21.476-05:00...and Lawrence Wins BY A Nose!!!
Anna got the job that she was dreaming for. It is Lawrence. So that will be the direction that I will be going also. Besides with the new opening of the Dole Institute for politics where else in the state of Kansas would I go for Political Science. This is great news for the both of us. It makes Anna very happy...and when Anna is happy, I am too.
I have Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1058892966639478152003-07-22T11:56:00.000-05:002003-07-22T11:56:06.943-05:00Soul-Sucking, Time-Wasting, Swallow My Pride Day
This past weekend I went to Lawrence for the Big Final Scene. Smurfy is moving to Berkley Ca. Although it is sad to see him go I know that it is for the best. He was doing nothing here and I think that a change of scenery will do him a world of good. So good luck to him and his new start. Through the divine grace of providence or something Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1058440864372961312003-07-17T06:21:00.000-05:002003-07-17T06:21:04.336-05:00Lack of Money is the Root of All Evil
I'm holding some pretty odd hours tonight. Too much nervous energy.
I cannot tell if it is anger, worry, depression or other. Probably a bit of all of them.
I just cannot sleep. My mind just will not quit spinning. I wish that it would. I still have not heard back from the job that I was offered. I have called the HR dept. twice this week to see Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1058141807181527082003-07-13T19:16:00.000-05:002003-07-13T19:16:47.146-05:00Bad Touch by an Angel
I went to Anna's this weekend. I meant to have a deep, profound conversation concerning the future. When I got there it seemed very unneccesary however. I kind of lean toward KC and I guess that she is willing to work with that. Also it will keep my family from disowning us sometime in the near future.
My mother found out my intentions to go back to KU and she reacted Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1057944408443154062003-07-11T12:26:00.000-05:002003-07-11T21:21:03.650-05:00Discombobulating Surrealisms
"All dreams are about sex - well except the ones that have sex in them, and those are about violence."
I do not think that dreams can tell the future. Most of the time I do not think that dreams mean too much of anything at all. Dreams are just the way that the mind sorts out the new information that it had recieved and sorts it into its proper place. Dreams, Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1057891481712429272003-07-10T21:44:00.000-05:002003-07-10T21:44:41.576-05:00The Definition of Stupidity...
I made a decision. It will be KU and Lawrence. The crew was begining to talk mutiny and so I thought that it was best for the both of us. It was a close decision. Anna said that she would not feel comfortable in KC. I guess that I can understand that. I honestly do not feel entirely comfortable in Lawrence anymore. My number one priority in my life right nowVaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1057724055246917362003-07-08T23:14:00.000-05:002003-07-08T23:14:15.206-05:00Concerns of intersections
I am here watching the ball game on the tube and attempting to shake off the funk. Baseball calms me down. I think I will go and get a beer tonight.
I got desperate enough to put in an application there late last week. I went into the interview today. I did all right in the interview, and I kept a kind smile, but I did not feel well inside. I feel bad inside.
Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1057539057102228812003-07-06T19:50:00.000-05:002003-07-06T19:50:56.916-05:00Hi All,
I hope that everyone had a great Fourth! Mine was not quite as spectacular as I thought it would be.
I was not able to blow shit up. I was not able to get ahold of the boys and so I stayed at home and watched really bad Fourth of July specials on TV. Well, at least my grandparents enjoyed themselves. The city fireworks started to go off after dark. I could see almost half of Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1057270318473206732003-07-03T17:11:00.000-05:002003-07-03T17:11:58.450-05:00All Aplogies.
Sorry Chris. I did not mean that I was pissed last night. I would have liked to have seen you though. Let me know the next time you are in town please. Hard to believe that tommorrow is the Fourth of July. This year has gone rather fast. Anna has gone to a wedding this weekend and so I am left to fend for myself. I think that I will go out to Lone Star Lake with some friendsVaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1057212600182836462003-07-03T01:10:00.000-05:002003-07-03T01:20:14.076-05:00OK Now I Am VERY ANGRY!
There is a certain person who makes himself known as The Southern Boy. I went and had a night out with Jed. He said that him and the Southern Boy and his wife had a night on the town in ol' KC and did not even bother contacting me. I might have been in Lawrence with Anna but I would have liked to have been asked. I am angry.
Sorry to sound like an immature teenagerVaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5335777.post-1057117378237923842003-07-01T22:42:00.000-05:002003-07-01T22:42:58.220-05:00Ok the picture is pissing me off. Despite what Anna has been led to believe, it was not really a picture of Ron Jeremy. I would have had to take a real long shower if I had to look at his ugly face for as long as it takes to post.
It was a photo of a small kid in a soccer jersey screaming and giving the opposing team the middle finger. The picture is priceless. I seem to be unable to make Vaughnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855005487490243850noreply@blogger.com