I am currently working on Chapter 5 of my story. I have been pretty busy the last couple of days so I have not had a lot of time to work on it. I really enjoy writing though and the words are coming fast and furious and I like what I have so far on Chapter 5. Like I said earlier, the first four chapters would be like the beginning of the movie before the credits begin. From here the story really branches out.
There is so many places they have yet to visit. So many characters, even main ones, they have yet to meet. Dynamics of the story change things dramatically. Mysteries deepen while new ones develop. Things have been quite action oriented, although a lot of character development has also happened in a short span. That is the way life goes though.
I have said multiple times that I have already fleshed the entire story out in my head, almost like it plays out in my head like a movie. This is true, but that is not to say that what is in my head is going to be the final product. Sure it will be the same basic story, but once you start writing things down you see things that might work that you didn't see before. You also see things that look great in your head but you can scarcely describe them in print without bogging the story down.
Here is a good example. In the second chapter the characters have an encounter with an old hermit. The thing is that he was never in my original story I had planned in my head. As I was typing the story I started describing people around the characters. There was an ex soldier, a deserter, for instance. I debated taking that aspect some where but simply left him as a background character. Since then I have fully fleshed out a back ground to that character. He will most likely play no further part in the story but I have an idea of where he has been and where he is going.
The old hermit began simply as a description of an old man walking towards the characters wearing dusty old rags for clothes. As I typed out his description in the story, I had no idea just why the hell he was approaching the characters. For a few minutes I debated on what his intentions were before I decided to take him in a direction that would have implications for the rest of the story. His character does not survive, but it added an entirely new dynamic to the story. Now there is an entire group of assassins running around, maybe. Or maybe it is some religious cult. Maybe one of the main characters is on the run from said cult. Maybe it is none of those things (Most likely but you'll have to read the story when it is finished to know for sure- and by that point I will have probably changed my mind anyways). I have a good idea but that is all, an idea that I know will go some where.
Will it affect the outcome of the story? Absolutely not. It is simply a nice little subplot. And the old hermit was not the only addition to the story. Just in the last chapter I used a real life injury of someone I know to afflict a character. In the story it is a minor foot note but it does play a critical role in showing character development, as the character makes a bold choice to help her companion rather than herself. To that point she had been antagonistic to the other character.
I knew at some point I had to switch from an antagonistic relationship to one of working closely together but I had no idea how I was going to do it. This was just an example of how I used something in the real world to push the story along in a minor way.
That is one thing I love about writing. I surprise myself. In the first 4 chapters there are at least two major encounters that were not in the original story. I find it helps to keep a story exciting, especially early on. That is why I write in blocks of 6-8 pages at a time. Keeps a quick pace to the story. While I love stories like Lord of the Rings I do not want to tie down endless pages upon pages of the characters walking around smoking pipes and eating cakes.
Also since I based one character largely on the traits of a real life person I know, I had to alter some of the other characters in minor ways. It fits better with the real life person and hence makes writing it that much easier. Now a major character, who simply served as an almost third dynamic to the main two characters relationship with one another, has changed dramatically to be a thorn in their sides. Well thorn might be a harsh word but rather his character was altered enough that he serves as more than a mere distraction to them. To fit in with this change I had to alter where the character came from in the setting.
Now he does not change though other than that. Still the same character with the same traits. Just changed his relationship to another one of the characters (where as before he had none) and where he was from. To accommodate this, I had to change where the characters meet him. In doing this I had to find another character to take his place where the characters were originally going to meet him. Again just a minor shuffle and no major impact on the story.
That is how things like this develop.
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Sunday, October 31, 2010
Training Tonight
Because my training became jumbled last week tonight's training session was a bit altered from normal. I actually liked the change as it gave me a chance to do some lifts I normally don't get a chance to do. Since I did heavy benching yesterday I did not start with the normal light bench pressing.
Instead I performed 3 sets of 10 reps of light close grip bench pressing. I performed these with a 3 second pause when the bar was at my chest. This placed the load on the triceps and served to warm them up for further training while sparing my shoulders.
I then went into doing skullcrushers with an ez curl bar. I did 4 sets of 10 reps ramping the weight up. Actually the last set I only got 6 reps but that was all I was shooting for with that weight.
Then I did tricep extensions with dumbells while lying on my back. I performed 4 sets of 10 reps, again ramping up in weight.
I then went on to tricep pressdowns performing 3 sets of 15 reps.
Then I moved on to bicep work. My first lift was "21s" with dumbells. These are done by performing 7 reps performing the bottom half of the curl, then 7 reps of the top half of the curl, then 7 reps of full range of motion curls. This really pumps a lot of blood into the biceps. We did 3 sets of these.
Then I peformed 3 sets of 12 reps of Hammer curls.
Then I did 4 sets of 10 reps of bent over dumbell rows to hit the lats, traps, and upper back all at once.
This was it. I think this lasted about an hour and a half and that was with my training partner and I keeping a quick pace. Now I am starving and thinking of something to eat. Hell to devour. Hungry as fuck.
Instead I performed 3 sets of 10 reps of light close grip bench pressing. I performed these with a 3 second pause when the bar was at my chest. This placed the load on the triceps and served to warm them up for further training while sparing my shoulders.
I then went into doing skullcrushers with an ez curl bar. I did 4 sets of 10 reps ramping the weight up. Actually the last set I only got 6 reps but that was all I was shooting for with that weight.
Then I did tricep extensions with dumbells while lying on my back. I performed 4 sets of 10 reps, again ramping up in weight.
I then went on to tricep pressdowns performing 3 sets of 15 reps.
Then I moved on to bicep work. My first lift was "21s" with dumbells. These are done by performing 7 reps performing the bottom half of the curl, then 7 reps of the top half of the curl, then 7 reps of full range of motion curls. This really pumps a lot of blood into the biceps. We did 3 sets of these.
Then I peformed 3 sets of 12 reps of Hammer curls.
Then I did 4 sets of 10 reps of bent over dumbell rows to hit the lats, traps, and upper back all at once.
This was it. I think this lasted about an hour and a half and that was with my training partner and I keeping a quick pace. Now I am starving and thinking of something to eat. Hell to devour. Hungry as fuck.
Ted Strickland
I noticed the ad company who puts ads on my blog has thrown up a bunch of Ted Strickland ads. Let me say right now I could give a shit less about most politicians. I firmly believe the whole lot is corrupt to the core and have been selling us out for years. If our founding fathers would be transplanted to modern America and seen the corrupt bloated festering cesspool of the US Government they would go back and just give up. Seriously how in the fuck can anyone justify what is said in the constitution and the bill of rights with what this American system has become. It is not any parties blame, they have both allowed or encouraged this to happen.
That being said, I do sometimes make a choice between the lesser of two evils. For instance if you put me in a room with a murderer and a child molester, the child molester will lose out every time. Politics is pretty much the same way. While I am no fan of either party I will support the conservative candidate anytime over the liberal. Why? Because at least the conservative will pretend to uphold some sense of American Ideology. The liberals have no problem pushing a socialist agenda completely in opposition to the core values of this country.
So whatever you do, do not click on any goddamn ads featuring that Ted Strickland. In fact if you are reading this make sure to place your vote in anyone but Ted Strickland. That is how much I do not support them using my blog to promote his bullshit agenda. Hell I would rather you write in Mickey Mouse than that lame fuck.
I know some people in my family are hard core democrats. For years we have constantly heard the bullshit drivel they are for the working people. If you really believe any politician is for the working people you need to educate yourself on where this country started and what it has become. Every time you vote a democrat into office the federal government becomes even more bloated and disgusting.
That being said, I do sometimes make a choice between the lesser of two evils. For instance if you put me in a room with a murderer and a child molester, the child molester will lose out every time. Politics is pretty much the same way. While I am no fan of either party I will support the conservative candidate anytime over the liberal. Why? Because at least the conservative will pretend to uphold some sense of American Ideology. The liberals have no problem pushing a socialist agenda completely in opposition to the core values of this country.
So whatever you do, do not click on any goddamn ads featuring that Ted Strickland. In fact if you are reading this make sure to place your vote in anyone but Ted Strickland. That is how much I do not support them using my blog to promote his bullshit agenda. Hell I would rather you write in Mickey Mouse than that lame fuck.
I know some people in my family are hard core democrats. For years we have constantly heard the bullshit drivel they are for the working people. If you really believe any politician is for the working people you need to educate yourself on where this country started and what it has become. Every time you vote a democrat into office the federal government becomes even more bloated and disgusting.
Lawn Care
Haha. Sorry I had to laugh at this entry as it is an inside joke. But yes it is in fact about lawn care. In you travel back through time to right around 2001 I was 21 years old on the verge of 22. It was summer time and I was going to college for engineering part time and also on unemployment at the time because the whole sale lumber yard I was working at closed down its Columbus location. This actually came as quite a surprise as they had assured us for months and months that they would not be closing the location down.
Like any corporate business they didn't really give a shit about telling us the truth and just fed us a bunch of bullshit to keep us from looking for another job before they ripped ours out from under us. Since I was going to school at the time this was a rather big deal since I was paying for whatever my loans did not cover. I was a bit pissed off so when I got laid off I decided I was not going to make a priority of finding a job quickly. This was good in a way, I was 21 years old, it was summer time, and going to school for a few hours then getting paid to look for jobs at all the local pubs and bars was a great time.
I remember one time I had a calculus test at 6 PM. I met one of my bro's down at the VIP lounge at 4 PM. It was happy hour and drafts of beer were a dollar a piece. I had 10 dollars in my pocket when I started drinking and when I stopped I had no dollars. I then made a bee line to campus, and strolled into my class at the nick of time to start the test. As I sat there looking at the test I felt the strongest urge in my life of having to piss. Nothing like trying to take a test while having a beer piss trying to squeeze out. So I did the only thing I knew how to do, I burned through the test, finished it in 15 minutes, turned it in, then had one of the greatest pisses of all time.
I beat out everyone else by 45 minutes. Yes I am dead serious the next person to finish the test was 45 minutes after me. Now this really doesn't mean shit because you can finish a test in 1 minute and just miss every fucking question. But here is the kicker, not only did I get the highest score in the class, i got the highest score by such a large margin I threw the curve wildly off. This Professor had never taught calculus before and he really was not that good at it so he always had to grade on a curve because otherwise 3/4 of the class would fail. I was not going to school with retards so obviously he was failing somewhere. But yes I threw off the curve by ending up out scoring the rest of the class by 20 points. Am I bragging now? Maybe I am, but then again it is also the truth. There is a difference between being cocky and confident. I am often self depreciating and humble so why not occasionally also point out when I do something really well.
So that was the environment I was living in at the time. Going to a couple hours of classes a day then getting drunk and living it up the rest of the time. The problem with this is that living the life of a man of leisure can be quite expensive and unemployment does not go that far. So what I really needed was some kind of under the table job to supplement my unemployment benefits.
At around this same time I had a good friend I had grown up with that was playing semi-pro football but broke his ankle during a game. This sidelined him from his job as a waiter. He had a younger brother who was also unemployed. Into this mix we somehow put our alcohol infused brains together and came up with a brilliant plan. We were going to start our own lawn care business.
Our first order of business was we bought some used piece of shit lawn mower from a garage sale. We also procured a broom and borrowed a weed whacker. From this humble beginnings we decided to score a few jobs around our neighborhoods and use the money made to buy better equipment. So we fanned out through the neighborhood to find customers. After about an hour of going door to door we found a guy who paid us 45 dollars to mow his lawn 3 times over the next three weeks. If we did a good job he would extend it. Sweet our first customer. Rejoicing we went down to the bar and drank all 45 dollars away in a breeze.
Seriously we stopped after finding one sucker to pay us and then blew through the money like it wasn't even there. Since we spent all the guys money within an hour of receiving it we now how to at least make sure we took care of him as we couldn't afford to refund his money. So a day later the three of us show up at his place to get started.
So there is my buddies younger brother mowing his back yard. About half way through doing this rather smallish yard the mower makes a funny sound and then bing the spark plug shoots out of the mower with such force it actually dents the guys aluminum siding. This was enough of a dampener that we gave up. We left the poor guys back yard half mowed and his siding damaged. We wrote out a note and left it on his door that we had technical difficulties and would return. Well a week later we had still not returned. My buddy and his bro went on vacation and he gave me 20 dollars to do that job myself.
Fast forward a week and I had still not done the guys yard. I drove past it and it was god awful. Half his yard was so high it looked like a damn jungle. So my buddy was coming back and I really did not feel like mowing this guys yard, especially since I didn't even have a mower. I could of borrowed one but that required just a bit too much effort for me to accomplish.
Then I get a call from a bro down in Texas saying that some European film crew was shooting a documentary down there about a group I was with at the time. So I told him why the hell not, I will jump on a greyhound and go down there and be in the film. So right before I left I went to my buddy's and left a envelope on his porch saying "I ain't mowing that fucking yard, here's your fucking money- sorry" and shoved a 10 dollar bill in there.
By time I got back into town it had been 3 or 4 weeks at this point and all we had down was mowed half the guys yard one time. We ended up rounding up 45 dollars and gave the guy his money back and apologized to him. He was actually cool about it surprisingly. That ended our lawn care business.
Who knows maybe we will revive it one day.
Like any corporate business they didn't really give a shit about telling us the truth and just fed us a bunch of bullshit to keep us from looking for another job before they ripped ours out from under us. Since I was going to school at the time this was a rather big deal since I was paying for whatever my loans did not cover. I was a bit pissed off so when I got laid off I decided I was not going to make a priority of finding a job quickly. This was good in a way, I was 21 years old, it was summer time, and going to school for a few hours then getting paid to look for jobs at all the local pubs and bars was a great time.
I remember one time I had a calculus test at 6 PM. I met one of my bro's down at the VIP lounge at 4 PM. It was happy hour and drafts of beer were a dollar a piece. I had 10 dollars in my pocket when I started drinking and when I stopped I had no dollars. I then made a bee line to campus, and strolled into my class at the nick of time to start the test. As I sat there looking at the test I felt the strongest urge in my life of having to piss. Nothing like trying to take a test while having a beer piss trying to squeeze out. So I did the only thing I knew how to do, I burned through the test, finished it in 15 minutes, turned it in, then had one of the greatest pisses of all time.
I beat out everyone else by 45 minutes. Yes I am dead serious the next person to finish the test was 45 minutes after me. Now this really doesn't mean shit because you can finish a test in 1 minute and just miss every fucking question. But here is the kicker, not only did I get the highest score in the class, i got the highest score by such a large margin I threw the curve wildly off. This Professor had never taught calculus before and he really was not that good at it so he always had to grade on a curve because otherwise 3/4 of the class would fail. I was not going to school with retards so obviously he was failing somewhere. But yes I threw off the curve by ending up out scoring the rest of the class by 20 points. Am I bragging now? Maybe I am, but then again it is also the truth. There is a difference between being cocky and confident. I am often self depreciating and humble so why not occasionally also point out when I do something really well.
So that was the environment I was living in at the time. Going to a couple hours of classes a day then getting drunk and living it up the rest of the time. The problem with this is that living the life of a man of leisure can be quite expensive and unemployment does not go that far. So what I really needed was some kind of under the table job to supplement my unemployment benefits.
At around this same time I had a good friend I had grown up with that was playing semi-pro football but broke his ankle during a game. This sidelined him from his job as a waiter. He had a younger brother who was also unemployed. Into this mix we somehow put our alcohol infused brains together and came up with a brilliant plan. We were going to start our own lawn care business.
Our first order of business was we bought some used piece of shit lawn mower from a garage sale. We also procured a broom and borrowed a weed whacker. From this humble beginnings we decided to score a few jobs around our neighborhoods and use the money made to buy better equipment. So we fanned out through the neighborhood to find customers. After about an hour of going door to door we found a guy who paid us 45 dollars to mow his lawn 3 times over the next three weeks. If we did a good job he would extend it. Sweet our first customer. Rejoicing we went down to the bar and drank all 45 dollars away in a breeze.
Seriously we stopped after finding one sucker to pay us and then blew through the money like it wasn't even there. Since we spent all the guys money within an hour of receiving it we now how to at least make sure we took care of him as we couldn't afford to refund his money. So a day later the three of us show up at his place to get started.
So there is my buddies younger brother mowing his back yard. About half way through doing this rather smallish yard the mower makes a funny sound and then bing the spark plug shoots out of the mower with such force it actually dents the guys aluminum siding. This was enough of a dampener that we gave up. We left the poor guys back yard half mowed and his siding damaged. We wrote out a note and left it on his door that we had technical difficulties and would return. Well a week later we had still not returned. My buddy and his bro went on vacation and he gave me 20 dollars to do that job myself.
Fast forward a week and I had still not done the guys yard. I drove past it and it was god awful. Half his yard was so high it looked like a damn jungle. So my buddy was coming back and I really did not feel like mowing this guys yard, especially since I didn't even have a mower. I could of borrowed one but that required just a bit too much effort for me to accomplish.
Then I get a call from a bro down in Texas saying that some European film crew was shooting a documentary down there about a group I was with at the time. So I told him why the hell not, I will jump on a greyhound and go down there and be in the film. So right before I left I went to my buddy's and left a envelope on his porch saying "I ain't mowing that fucking yard, here's your fucking money- sorry" and shoved a 10 dollar bill in there.
By time I got back into town it had been 3 or 4 weeks at this point and all we had down was mowed half the guys yard one time. We ended up rounding up 45 dollars and gave the guy his money back and apologized to him. He was actually cool about it surprisingly. That ended our lawn care business.
Who knows maybe we will revive it one day.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Bench Press Training
Okay so my training this week was all screwed up due to various factors. I ended up doing my heavy bench press day that is normally done on Wednesday, today on Saturday. I have been sick going on two weeks now. It started the Monday before this past Monday and is still going on. Right now it is a lingering intense cough. Really driving me crazy. I know I am still not 100%, not even close. But I am nearing the end of this current training cycle and no way I am letting it get in my way.
So this week is the week to drop the 2 working sets done to one working set, but just on the regular bench press. Close grip and incline bench presses are still done 2 sets of 2 reps.
So today on the regular bench press I performed 1 working set of 3 reps. This makes it basically a 3 rep max. I set a 3 rep pr meaning today I did the most weight I have ever done while performing three reps. This is of course being done while sick and not 100% so I was quite happy with it. The last rep I barely got. The bar went up to within about 5 inches of locking it out and was completely stuck. it did not move for what seemed like an eternity but in reality was probably 5 seconds (which is an enormous amount of time when lifting very heavy weights for the bar to not be moving at all). Somehow, some way, I was able to deep down deep into some hidden reserve and next thing you know the bar started moving again and locked out. This was a huge deal. I have rarely if ever seen a bar come to a complete stop and sit there unmoving for several agonizing seconds and then moving and locking out again. Most of the time the bar will start to sink back down after several seconds. Especially with 5 or so inches left to lockout.
After this we went to close grip bench presses. I did 10 more pounds than last week and did the same 2 sets of 2 reps.
Then I went to inclines and did 1 set of 2 reps with 10 more pounds than last week. This set was very rough though I ended up having to lift my ass off the bench which took the stress of the target muscles. In a competition bench press (obviously not done on an incline) your butt has to remain in contact with the bench. Since this was so tough I decided on the next set to drop 20 pounds off the bar and do the 2nd set of 2 reps. This was obviously substantially easier than the 1st set but still felt heavy.
I finished up with 3 sets of 15 reps with dumbell bench presses. Nothing specially here. Had a lot more in me but so many damn things were swirling in my head I decided to call it a day. I try to not let personal things get in the way of my training but this was not bad things so I don't see it as a hindrance. This training session was already later than I normally have them and combine that with being sick and coughing up a lung you have a recipe for mediocrity. All the same I set a new personal best which is normally a huge deal. Haven't had a chance to even savor it yet. More interesting things on my mind I think. Wednesday I start in on going for max singles. That will be fun and when I really get a chance to see where I am at. Since I have smashed a few rep records lately I have no doubt I will beat my previous bench press max, the only question right now is by how much. Should be interesting. Maybe I can get a video of some of the lifts.
So this week is the week to drop the 2 working sets done to one working set, but just on the regular bench press. Close grip and incline bench presses are still done 2 sets of 2 reps.
So today on the regular bench press I performed 1 working set of 3 reps. This makes it basically a 3 rep max. I set a 3 rep pr meaning today I did the most weight I have ever done while performing three reps. This is of course being done while sick and not 100% so I was quite happy with it. The last rep I barely got. The bar went up to within about 5 inches of locking it out and was completely stuck. it did not move for what seemed like an eternity but in reality was probably 5 seconds (which is an enormous amount of time when lifting very heavy weights for the bar to not be moving at all). Somehow, some way, I was able to deep down deep into some hidden reserve and next thing you know the bar started moving again and locked out. This was a huge deal. I have rarely if ever seen a bar come to a complete stop and sit there unmoving for several agonizing seconds and then moving and locking out again. Most of the time the bar will start to sink back down after several seconds. Especially with 5 or so inches left to lockout.
After this we went to close grip bench presses. I did 10 more pounds than last week and did the same 2 sets of 2 reps.
Then I went to inclines and did 1 set of 2 reps with 10 more pounds than last week. This set was very rough though I ended up having to lift my ass off the bench which took the stress of the target muscles. In a competition bench press (obviously not done on an incline) your butt has to remain in contact with the bench. Since this was so tough I decided on the next set to drop 20 pounds off the bar and do the 2nd set of 2 reps. This was obviously substantially easier than the 1st set but still felt heavy.
I finished up with 3 sets of 15 reps with dumbell bench presses. Nothing specially here. Had a lot more in me but so many damn things were swirling in my head I decided to call it a day. I try to not let personal things get in the way of my training but this was not bad things so I don't see it as a hindrance. This training session was already later than I normally have them and combine that with being sick and coughing up a lung you have a recipe for mediocrity. All the same I set a new personal best which is normally a huge deal. Haven't had a chance to even savor it yet. More interesting things on my mind I think. Wednesday I start in on going for max singles. That will be fun and when I really get a chance to see where I am at. Since I have smashed a few rep records lately I have no doubt I will beat my previous bench press max, the only question right now is by how much. Should be interesting. Maybe I can get a video of some of the lifts.
Bye Bye Neighbors
Well the mullet tribe moved away today. I saw them driving off while the guy's mullet flapped in the autumn wind. Sadly they actually had enough help that they were able to get everything that needed to loaded up in a timely fashion. I was unable to get any pictures of them during their move as I spent a good portion of the morning... well now that I think about it I didn't do much of anything this morning but I still didn't get any pictures.
But all was not lost. See they left behind "treasures". Treasures are things a renter leaves behind when they move. They are treasures because people often times leave behind some pretty cool things. I have a family member that owns 50 + rental units and you would be surprised how many new in the box things can be up for grabs after the tenant moves out.
So I decided since I could not get any pictures of the family while they were moving I would be able to get pictures of the stuff they left behind, as they put everything in the front of the property. Keep in mind, all these items were inside the apartment before they moved out today. Without further adieu here we go...
As you can see they kindly left behind their porch furniture (the cinder block) a compaq computer monitor (I am pretty sure that used to be mine and I put it out to the trash several months back). A couple of random trash bags of items and some cardboard boxes.
Here we have some further treasures left on the other side of their porch. An electronic keyboard, cooler, some type of ottoman, a few full trash cans, and some boxes. The box front and center with fragile written on it is actually full of coat hangers.
Here is another angle of the previous picture. I guess I didn't need to tell you that the front and center box was full of coat hangers because they are clearly visible in this picture. Just what the fuck is with that piece of furniture. Is it some kind of white trash ottoman or was it a chair that had the back of it snapped off. I might end up using it as a toilet later tonight, not quite sure. I am sober tonight (drinking just isn't that fun for me anymore) so I probably won't. Not that I need alcohol to do wild things, but pissing on a piece of fur..... alright there is no chance I am going to piss on this. At first I thought it might sound funny if I said I would but then I realized it sounds pretty fucking retarded. The thing is one of the neighbors actually would do that. Of course it is in my front yard (however pathetic that yard is) so if someone does I promise you I will choke them out in that front yard and rub their nose in the piss.
This is a chair that left in the front yard. Yes this was actually inside their place up until this point. I mean I know that sometimes you don't have a lot of money and might have some hand me down furniture but this is down right disgusting. And what the fuck are the two slits in the front? Is that where they hide this marijuana cigarettes?
This is a close of said chair. You can get a better idea of how fucking dirty this piece of shit was. Seriously everyday on craigslist advertise furniture for free in better shape than this bullshit. This is fucking hideous. This is so bad I wouldn't just not fuck it, I wouldn't even rub one out on it. Godawful.
This is my mustang. It has nothing to do with the neighbors moving but I took the picture and decided to put it on here. It is my blog so I am allowed to do it.
These are two pictures of my back acne. No real reason to even post these here but likewise they were on my digital camera so I threw them up. Thank god that they didn't show my fattyness lol.
But all was not lost. See they left behind "treasures". Treasures are things a renter leaves behind when they move. They are treasures because people often times leave behind some pretty cool things. I have a family member that owns 50 + rental units and you would be surprised how many new in the box things can be up for grabs after the tenant moves out.
So I decided since I could not get any pictures of the family while they were moving I would be able to get pictures of the stuff they left behind, as they put everything in the front of the property. Keep in mind, all these items were inside the apartment before they moved out today. Without further adieu here we go...
That Damn Song
I am sitting here just wishing that damn song would play on the radio. I have heard it several times before but do not know the name of the song. I do know that the first time I really listened to the song it struck me in a way that no other songs had.
There are many people who turn on the radio hoping to hear a particular song. They might have to sit through 10 songs to hear the one they want to hear, hell maybe even a 100. They don't really care. Even if it is not the song they want to hear they can still listen to it.
I am not like that. When I want to hear a particular song, only that song will do. Anything else is an annoyance and in my way of hearing it. Maybe it is the mild case of OCD I suffer from, or maybe it is because the damn song is that fucking good.
Now if I knew the name of the song, or maybe even better yet owned the fucking song, I wouldn't have to sit here thinking about wanting to hear it. I could relax and not wonder if I did something wrong to piss the song off and that is the reason the song isn't coming on the radio. Of course that is absurd (though no more absurd then anything else I write). The song can obviously not be playing all the time. Maybe some time soon I can figure out the name of it, and gasp even own it one day, until then I have to rely on the radio.
Now you have to ask yourself... is this post really about a song?
There are many people who turn on the radio hoping to hear a particular song. They might have to sit through 10 songs to hear the one they want to hear, hell maybe even a 100. They don't really care. Even if it is not the song they want to hear they can still listen to it.
I am not like that. When I want to hear a particular song, only that song will do. Anything else is an annoyance and in my way of hearing it. Maybe it is the mild case of OCD I suffer from, or maybe it is because the damn song is that fucking good.
Now if I knew the name of the song, or maybe even better yet owned the fucking song, I wouldn't have to sit here thinking about wanting to hear it. I could relax and not wonder if I did something wrong to piss the song off and that is the reason the song isn't coming on the radio. Of course that is absurd (though no more absurd then anything else I write). The song can obviously not be playing all the time. Maybe some time soon I can figure out the name of it, and gasp even own it one day, until then I have to rely on the radio.
Now you have to ask yourself... is this post really about a song?
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