It's the Cold War all over again. We will bury you. Only htis time in tight sequinned pants.

My mood has been fouled. And it was such a good day, too. But, when the good day is through, a kick to the balls is STILL a kick to the balls:

You know...people who send you EMails saying "We recieved your Resume, please answer a few questions for us by clicking here" and then rerouting you to a page where all they do is try to sell you a book on resume building shuold be hauled into the streets and shot.

And I wanna pull that trigger.

I wasn't always like this - I don't want to be like this.

It's the Cold War all over again. We will bury you. Only htis time in tight sequinned pants.

My mood has been fouled. And it was such a good day, too. But, when the good day is through, a kick to the balls is STILL a kick to the balls:

You know...people who send you EMails saying "We recieved your Resume, please answer a few questions for us by clicking here" and then rerouting you to a page where all they do is try to sell you a book on resume building shuold be hauled into the streets and shot.

And I wanna pull that trigger.

I wasn't always like this - I don't want to be like this.

In the criminal justice system, the people are represented by two distinct groups. The police who p

There's a special on the Moon on right now. Well, not REALLY a special, it's more like an Disney feature about the Moon.

You know, when I was a very very little kid, I used to look at the moon and you know what I saw? A face? A Goddess? Green cheese? Nope. I saw a rabbit on a typewriter. Don't ask me how I saw it, but if I squint just right and tilt my head, I can still see a rabbit with a typewriter. I used to believe that when you said prayers, it was that bunny rabbit that typed the prayers up, and fowarded them to the god of your choice. That rabbit was also the Easter rabbit.

As I got older, I used to extremely stupid things, like going on bike rides at 1AM and 2AM. Why? Only time I had to do stuff like that in this house, where youhave no time to yourself. I used to talk to the moon on these rides, mainly because I needed her light to guide me. No light on the bike, you see. (One day, I'll invent a way to put a car headlight on a bike...bike lights just aren't BRIGHT enough). She never talked back, but at least she never went away.

Ever see the moon through a telescope? I have a lens on my that makes the full moon fit on the whole viewing thingy. It's a VERY beautiful sight, and one that I thing everyone should enjoy at least once.

Anyways, what happened today. I got out again - this time to buy burgers for the family. YAY! However two of our fish died today. BOO. I keep telling my mom to check the PH of the water before she throws them into the aquarium. She doesn't, of course. Because it's always worked before. (wierd stare)

Anyways, I'm slowly ramping up to the next issue of AWFW with the next two Cast images. Two in one day! Woo!


Andrea at 7, 17 and 27

Freeze dried ice cream is very tasty.

I've decided that I'm going to take the next step towards creating a 24 hour Law & Order channel by writing up scripts for new L&O series: Law & Order - The Musical, Law and Order On Ice, Law & Order - Deep Space Nine and Mighty Morphin' Law & Order Ranger.

"Briscoe, we need Super Mega Adam Schiff Zord Power, NOW!"

Wierd Texas Fact - there's an area just north of Bastrop called the Knobbs. Nothing spectacular there - but if you DO go, take a compass. The needle goes nuts. :)

In the criminal justice system, the people are represented by two distinct groups. The police who p

There's a special on the Moon on right now. Well, not REALLY a special, it's more like an Disney feature about the Moon.

You know, when I was a very very little kid, I used to look at the moon and you know what I saw? A face? A Goddess? Green cheese? Nope. I saw a rabbit on a typewriter. Don't ask me how I saw it, but if I squint just right and tilt my head, I can still see a rabbit with a typewriter. I used to believe that when you said prayers, it was that bunny rabbit that typed the prayers up, and fowarded them to the god of your choice. That rabbit was also the Easter rabbit.

As I got older, I used to extremely stupid things, like going on bike rides at 1AM and 2AM. Why? Only time I had to do stuff like that in this house, where youhave no time to yourself. I used to talk to the moon on these rides, mainly because I needed her light to guide me. No light on the bike, you see. (One day, I'll invent a way to put a car headlight on a bike...bike lights just aren't BRIGHT enough). She never talked back, but at least she never went away.

Ever see the moon through a telescope? I have a lens on my that makes the full moon fit on the whole viewing thingy. It's a VERY beautiful sight, and one that I thing everyone should enjoy at least once.

Anyways, what happened today. I got out again - this time to buy burgers for the family. YAY! However two of our fish died today. BOO. I keep telling my mom to check the PH of the water before she throws them into the aquarium. She doesn't, of course. Because it's always worked before. (wierd stare)

Anyways, I'm slowly ramping up to the next issue of AWFW with the next two Cast images. Two in one day! Woo!


Andrea at 7, 17 and 27

Freeze dried ice cream is very tasty.

I've decided that I'm going to take the next step towards creating a 24 hour Law & Order channel by writing up scripts for new L&O series: Law & Order - The Musical, Law and Order On Ice, Law & Order - Deep Space Nine and Mighty Morphin' Law & Order Ranger.

"Briscoe, we need Super Mega Adam Schiff Zord Power, NOW!"

Wierd Texas Fact - there's an area just north of Bastrop called the Knobbs. Nothing spectacular there - but if you DO go, take a compass. The needle goes nuts. :)

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Did I mention Homicide - Life on Sesame Street?

"We've got a body here, female, aged 27."
"Do she have cookies?"
"Well, we've got ourselves a half ounce of cocaine in her pocket, and three stab wounds in --"
"Me no care about cocaine. She got cookie?"
"Um, no, she doesn't, but I think Detective Munch has some for his lunch..."
"OH BOY! COOKIE! ARRRR NUM NUM NUM NUM NUM!"

All this L&O mayhem brought to you by the sight of Gordon from Sesame Street on L&O.

"Sorry, my ole buddy Bert, but OBJECTION!"

(no subject)

Did I mention Homicide - Life on Sesame Street?

"We've got a body here, female, aged 27."
"Do she have cookies?"
"Well, we've got ourselves a half ounce of cocaine in her pocket, and three stab wounds in --"
"Me no care about cocaine. She got cookie?"
"Um, no, she doesn't, but I think Detective Munch has some for his lunch..."
"OH BOY! COOKIE! ARRRR NUM NUM NUM NUM NUM!"

All this L&O mayhem brought to you by the sight of Gordon from Sesame Street on L&O.

"Sorry, my ole buddy Bert, but OBJECTION!"

Reincarne Guisada

Added Fan Art, History and Cast pages to the AWFW site. Check it out. Other than that, nothing happened to day. I am simply waiting for the day to end, waiting for a call to get me out of San Antonio. I hate wasting days, but when you're pretty much forbidden to go outside, and are CONSTANTLY interrupted when trying to accomplish something, the days take on a dreamy "nothing-fest." Not bored, not lonely, just a "Wow...time sure did pass fast...and I can't remember what it was that I did."

The nice thing about this journal is that once I DO move out of the house, if I EVER EVER even THINK about moving back,I can loo kat the last five months and remind myself that this isn't a house, it's a prison.

On a lighter note, another story is beginning to take shape, taken directly from some wierd dreams I've been having lately. One about a world that is a corporate totalitarian society. Not so much and EVIL totalitarian society as one that is being run as efficiently and profitably as possible. Imagine the United States, but instead of a President, we have a CEO. We all have jobs with THAT government working IN that government. All efforts being used to keep the government afloat. People are made subservient through drugs in their food. Not as bleak as 1984 or A Brave New World, not as carefree as Logan's Run. Somewhere in between. Now imagine a group of rebels, who kidnap other races, from other times, or even other dimensions to fight the corporation/state. I already have a pilot episode in my head. Now to flesh it out a bit.

Reincarne Guisada

Added Fan Art, History and Cast pages to the AWFW site. Check it out. Other than that, nothing happened to day. I am simply waiting for the day to end, waiting for a call to get me out of San Antonio. I hate wasting days, but when you're pretty much forbidden to go outside, and are CONSTANTLY interrupted when trying to accomplish something, the days take on a dreamy "nothing-fest." Not bored, not lonely, just a "Wow...time sure did pass fast...and I can't remember what it was that I did."

The nice thing about this journal is that once I DO move out of the house, if I EVER EVER even THINK about moving back,I can loo kat the last five months and remind myself that this isn't a house, it's a prison.

On a lighter note, another story is beginning to take shape, taken directly from some wierd dreams I've been having lately. One about a world that is a corporate totalitarian society. Not so much and EVIL totalitarian society as one that is being run as efficiently and profitably as possible. Imagine the United States, but instead of a President, we have a CEO. We all have jobs with THAT government working IN that government. All efforts being used to keep the government afloat. People are made subservient through drugs in their food. Not as bleak as 1984 or A Brave New World, not as carefree as Logan's Run. Somewhere in between. Now imagine a group of rebels, who kidnap other races, from other times, or even other dimensions to fight the corporation/state. I already have a pilot episode in my head. Now to flesh it out a bit.