Oranges
New Gadget
I admit it, I am a gadget geek. I love gadgets, I got this snazzy new phone yesterday and it has all kinds of neat features. Camera Phone (Sony) with 5X zoom and 1.3 Mega pixels, Blue tooth, Sony Walkman, MP3 Player, and much much more. I have already spied some nice T & A, at the bars and have lots of pics. Toosh coming your way Fleur!! The camera quality is great and the phone only ended up costing $150. I got the sales guy (John) down from $300, and picked up a date with him for Saturday night too. Sweet!
Sony Ericsson W600i
Rain Rain Go Away
Just in time for opening day...
Florida hasn't seen rain in, well I can't even remember the last time we had rain. Now on effin opening day I am going to have to sit in the rain, while the wind bellows through Dolphins Stadium.
First pitch is at 4:05, Marlins vs the Padres, I am so excited baseball is back. I have not missed opening day for the last 4 years, and I can tell you the rain will not stop me today.
On a side note JL's blog made me have a hankering for Subway, so I am eating away at an Italian BMT. I love it when they actually get the sandwich right and it tastes good, I am really not a huge fan of Subway, I probably eat there once or twice a year. I went for the garlic bread and melted mozzarella, pretty good combo with the BMT.
GO MARLINS!!!
Huh Easter? And not you Tim!!
Friday Plans
 | Neil Young: Heart of Gold Documentary and Musical/Performing Arts. There is nothing like the period in your life when you first discover songs that move you. Long gone are the days (it seems) of feeling totally, completely, and utterly lost...if only for a moment...in music, man. Legend Neil Young provides the score, while famed director Jonathan Demme invites you back to that feeling with the intimacy and simplicity of Neil Young: Heart of Gold, his intoxicating record of Young's two-night "Prairie Wind" concert at the famed and acoustically blessed Ryman Auditorium in Nashville, Tennessee. 103 minutes. MPAA Rating: PG (for some drug-related lyrics). |
More music talk!
This link has some really great music on it from the groups that will be performing at Bonaroo 2006. We just reserved the RV for Bonnaroo, I am totally stoked. So if anyone wants to go you know the offer is still open.
http://www.bandbuilder.com/bonnaroo2006/index.php?ref_code=F75419
Memphis in May
Well folks, might have found an alternative to the ever so pricey Bonnaroo, check this out. $50.00 for three days of great music.
Memphis Never Sounded Better!
Friday, May 5, 2006
B.B. King
Train
Rod Piazza & the Mighty Flyers
Puddle of Mudd
Bryan Adams
Robert Randolph & the Family Band
Ronnie Baker Brooks
Three 6 Mafia
Big Star
Jason Mraz
Duwayne Burnside & Mississippi Mafia
Augustine
Zac Brown Band
Marty Casey & Lovehammers
Billy Gibson
Saturday, May 6, 2006
Cake
Huey Lewis & the News
George Clinton & Parliament/Funkadelic
Shemekia Copeland
Jerry Lee Lewis
Little Richard
Three Days Grace
Bruce Hornsby
Eric Sardinas
John Lee Hooker, Jr.
Romantics
Bo Diddley
Bar-Kays
Gin Blossoms
Gomez
Al Kapone w/ Bo Keys
Big Jack Johnson
Malpais
Richard Johnston & Jessie Mae Hemphill
Slightly Stoopid
NEEDTOBREATHE
Honeytribe with Devon Allman
Yonder Mountain String Band
Lazy Lester
Sunday, May 7, 2006
Staind
Blues Traveler
James Brown
Johnny Winter
Chicago
Yellowcard
Shinedown
Saffire - The Uppity Blues Women
Trapt
Booker T. & The MG’s
Gov’t Mule
Hubert Sumlin with G.E. Smith
Galactic
Paul Thorn
10 Years
Robert "Wolfman" Belfour
Malpais
Billy Lee Riley
Janiva Magness
Eisley
Opening Day
Well I just got my tickets for opening day, dang am I excited. Baseball is back... Marlins vs. Padres April 11th. Yippee, the hot dogs, and peanuts the $7, beers I can't wait. Soaking up the sun and warm breezes while watching the few favorite players that I have left on the Marlins and watching the young guys blossom into a great team over the next few years. I hope they do well this season but my prediction is 72 wins at best.
With Willis, Vargas, and Moehler the pitching should be ok. The bullpen will be scary as it has been for a few years, but hopefully towards the end of the season that will come together.
Hitting will be solid in spots 1-5, but 6,7,8, if it's Uggla, Aguila, and Abercrombie, I think that spells trouble.
However, it goes I will still be attending the games while I can. As the season starts we are 1-2, but the 2 losses are only by one run. We climbed back last night after a 5 run deficit, to lose by 1 man I thought we had it.
GO MARLINS!
Boothbay Harbor, Maine
I was just discussing growing up in Maine with Moonz, so I decided I would show a few pictures of where I spent my days as a child.
Looking from the head of the harbor
This is the footbridge that goes from the East to the West side of town.
Lobsterman's Coop in the background, obviously lobstering is the main industry in Boothbay Harbor
Lots of Lighthouses, Beautiful Scenery everywhere.
Bound and Determined
I woke up this morning and went down to the beach super early, something like 7 am. Yes I know that doesn't seem early, but for me it is. I sipped on my coffee, watched the sun come up from the lifeguard stand. Man wasn't that refreshing, all the little birds and people running around the beach. So Nice.
TODAY WILL BE A GOOD DAY!! 
Like I Need This Shit
I haven't spoken to my property manager since the fire happened. Basically because I don't know what the hell I am supposed to say to him, and my lawyer has advised me not to say anything to him, not to call him, let him call me. Well I had given him two rent checks for February because he didn't receive the first one I sent until 3 weeks after I sent it, and he needed the rent money for February. When he received the rent check he told me he shredded it, well I just checked my account and the fucker cashed it now my account is overdrawn $350.00. To top it off I paid him March's rent in cash and didn't get a receipt, (because he's an honest guy) and now he will probably say that he cashed it for March's rent.
Just got off the phone with him, Michael said he cashed it to recoup for loss' on the landlord's part. My security deposit was only $1450 and his insurance deductible is $3500, so he said he was obligated by the landlord to cash it, I thought he was obligated by me to shred it when I asked him to. Also he said that the insurance company will come looking for me, so I am liable for the fire, so I should leave town. He told me he is going to tell the fire department that he doesn't have any information on me, that is was a month to month verbal lease, but for some reason I doubt it.
More good news!!
Well I spent the weekend getting really shitty with a couple of my friends. I know that it was time that I could have used to get an apartment, but I really needed to just forget temporarily what I have been going through.
I admitted Giselle into rehab on Saturday. The girl should be real happy she has a friend like me, I should have killed her. She was the one who lit the candle, something always goes wrong when Giselle is around. Giselle has an alcohol problem and unless she does something about it now we will burying her within one year, no doubt in my mind. After the fire, she got fired from her job, everything is going down hill with her because of her drinking.
I spent the day on Scotty's couch all day yesterday in my pj's. He waited on me hand and foot, my wasn't that nice. On my way to Scott's house, my transmission in my car started slipping and smoking, not good. There is transmission fluid in the gear oil, which is telling me that there is a leak some where in the transmission. Just lovely!! I got up this morning and put some Stop leak in it and I hope that will work, I dunno.
I am back to work for the first time in 2 weeks. It is nice to get back to the grind, keep my mind off things. I am going to go tonight and drive around to see if I can find a reasonably priced furnished short term efficiency. Wish me luck!
Oh Memphis
Well I have come to the conclusion that it is my time to get the hell out of Ft. Lauderdale. Ya'll have been listening to me BITCH for the last few weeks about how I need to change my life, well...I think my house burning to the ground might have been a sign, I dunno!
I have spent the last two days in Hernando, MS which is about 14 miles South of Memphis,TN. The people that I have been staying with have been so good to me it is rediculous. They have made me feel at home to the point that they don't want me to leave and I don't really want to leave here either! Keep in mind, in my line of work I can do my job any where in the country, all I need is a phone line and a computer and I am set.
This is where I need some help/opinions from ya'll. I have decided that I am probably going to move to Memphis. If you have read any of my blogs you know about my love for music. What better of a place to be than Memphis, TN, the birthplace of Rock n Roll? The other thing that has attracted me to Memphis is that they have been revitalizing the downtown area. You can buy a 3 bdrm 3 bath house here for 120-140k and have a 10-15% gain on your investment within 3 years. (Wow, I would actually be here before everyone else figured it out!). The final selling point on Memphis for me is that it is centrally located. I can be in Greenville, MS visiting Chris in two hours. I can be at the gulf coast in 4 hours, I can be watching the Cardinals in St. Louis in under 5 hours. Gimme a break,?!
Well I guess this is where I need some help/decisions, what do ya'll think about TN, my most important factor is the economical gain!
Thank you to every one that has showed me support, it is nice to know ya'll care so much! Thank you again!
Ahhhhhhh!
Well if you don't know by now my fucking house burned down 6 am Saturday morning. Everything I own is gone!! If it is not damaged by fire, the smoke and the water did it in. My dog is gone, everything is gone. I am so angry but I am trying really hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I have always lived by the rule that everything happens for a reason but damn, if someone is trying to get my attention, I am all ears. Here I am~waiting listening, let me know because there is not much more that I can take. FUCK FUCK FUUUUCCCKKK!!!!!
We laid Chris to rest and I can see him now, he just got Ty Cobb out at the plate (he played catcher in baseball forever and he was great.) my dog Jimmy is running around the field barking and trying to piss of Chris and ruin his game.That is how it is going down. I left Greenville, MS last night, I was going to gome "home" but since I have no home I decided that I would go to Memphis to hang out on Beale St for the day with one of Chris' best friends. The southern hospitality is wonderful. Everyone has taken me under their wing. I am going to go back to Florida tonight, I don't know what I am going back to I am sure not much! Until than thank you to everyone who has called, sent me messages, and just cared, I really appreciate it!
Here's the link to the story, I guess this is how things are meant to happen, I dunno!
http://www.sun-sentinel.com/news/local/broward/sfl-fire26mar26,0,287671.story?coll=sfla-news-broward
Noah's Ark Replica
I just got the weekly headlines from my hometown newpaper. Apparently they are building a replica af Noah's Ark at the Boothbay Harbor Shipyard. Here is the link if you are interested:
No I'm not ok!!
My world is turned up side down, why do these things have to happen? Why so young, why is his life taken away at age 30? So many dreams, so many aspirations. He won't see his sons first birthday (which is April 11th), he won't get to celebrate his first wedding anniversary. My best friend Casey is a widow at age 26. I can't make any sense of this. Why did the most genuine, giving, caring person get taken away from us so young.
I am heading to Colorado tomorrow, I have to attend his memorial at Redrocks, than a flight to Mississippi on Friday. It should not have happened this way.
Shock, Sadness, Anger, you ask me if I am okay? No I am not ok, I deal with death about as well as anyone else, and I just cannot handle this. Just when things start to look up I get another blow back to the depths of depression, I have not stopped crying in 2 days. I am ANGRY!!
Those bastards on his job site, they will pay. All of my friends say well Casey and the baby will be taken care of...a wrongful death lawsuit, is that going to make this pain go away, NO it will not. Is that going to replace the love that man had for his wife and baby, NO!! All I can say is I am glad he went quick, he didn't feel the pain. A large amount of voltage went through his body, he is gone.
Rest in Peace, Chris Carder, this person we call "god" has a comedian by his side, and Casey and baby Chase have an angel on their shoulder forever.
September 17, 1975 - March 18, 2006
Drug Epidemic
Warning: Age Sensitive Material!!
There is an epidemic that is/has been taking America by storm. A drug that can be made in a bath tub near you with everyday chemicals that you can pick up at the local CVS. A drug that is being made in households where children are present. A very dangerous drug called CRYSTAL METH.
Many of the people on here don't know me well enough to know the trials and tribulations I have went through in my life. One of those trials was my addiction to drugs especially Crystal Meth. So I figured I would fill you in on a very dark part of my life, something that effects my every move and thought...Addiction.
I moved to San Francisco in 1997 to escape small town America, boy didn't I do that. I went to SF for a two week vacation to see my cousin and never left. SF is a city that will chew you up and spit you out if you let it, I was determined not to let that happen to me.
The first place I moved into after leaving my cousins place was living with a married couple. Him looking like Rod Steward and her a gorgeous 22 yr old stripper. I didn't really know what the story was behind these people but I was soon to find out. I came home one evening at about 3 am and lo and behold there was about 15 people in my living room playing naked twister!! You could imagine my shock, from that day on I realized they were swinging coke addicts. So if you can beat em' you might as well join em. I wasn't down for the swinging thing mostly because I could barely look at Rod with his clothes on, let alone off!
The cocaine that was a whole other story. I started snorting coke on a daily basis, I would do some before work, during lunch , and after work till all hours of the night. I just couldn't get enough. That feeling of not being able to get enough lead me to "freebasing". You could never find a piece of tin foil in that house, unless it was next to the straw or taped to the windows to mask the sun. After a few months of feeling the effects of the downward spiral, losing my job, losing my only friends, I moved out.
I searched again for a better roommate situation, I found it or so I thought. I moved in with Miles and Paul, Miles was a cab driver for Yellow Cab and Paul, well he did "odd jobs" in other words he was a drug dealer. I found another job, I really liked it I was a Batista at a placed called Briazz.
Everything in the house was normal for the first 6 weeks until my new roommates felt comfortable with me. Miles worked the graveyard shift as a cabbie, and was always popping in and out through out the night. Nothing too suspicious there. Paul well, he would be in and out with random "strange looking" visitors all through the day and night also. I began to suspect something was up when I noticed they both had locks on their doors and started to act very secretively. I was let in by Miles that both he and Paul were addicted to Heroin. Great now after moving out of the coke heads house, I am now living with 2 heroin addicts.
Miles became one of my closest friends and confidants, he needed me just as much if not more than I needed him. He let me in on his secret world of heroin abuse. Miles snorted and smoked it, unlike Paul who injected it. I always felt that injecting anything was dirty, so that is basically that is how I felt about Paul. He was dirty. We never became close.
Miles started doing the whole process in front of me, it was scary to see someone I cared about so much killing himself. I watched death come over so many people in that house. I remember one day he was so sick "dope sick" as they call it and as much as I hated it I went to the corner of 16th and Mission and scored him a bag of H. I had to cook it for him, I never envisioned myself doing that but he couldn't stop shaking, he couldn't do it himself. I couldn't see him like that. It scared me. I was going to lose another friend. Miles cared a lot about me, he would never let me do heroin, no matter how much my curiosity got to me. I always wondered what is so good about it, maybe if I just try it "once" it will be okay... He always told me "I tried it once 5 years ago". That statement always deterred me.
In Miles' caring ways, and not wanting me to get addicted to heroin he started me on Crystal. Paul sold a great deal of meth, I had no idea up until this time. I started out just snorting it, man felt like knives going up your nose, I can remember to this day the first time I did it and my reaction. Whoa that hurt, and than it was all like a dream, moments of pure ecstasy. I began snorting meth on a daily basis, I always told myself I can kick anything, I don't have an addictive personality...wrong again. This drug took ahold of me, and would not let go.
After a few weeks of snorting it and doing severe damage to my nostrils I began smoking it. Wow, what a great experience. I loved it, I was hooked. I sat in my room up for all hours of the day and night, my worst time was I was up for 6 days and someone asked me my name and I had no idea what my name was. Literally no idea, my brain was mush. I remember right after that got a great deal on some acid and starting taking and selling that too. Tripping and smoking meth what a great combination, unless you are trying to hold a job, which of course is very difficult. I lost my job, I lost two of my "friends" to heroin overdoses, I lost everything.
My cousin called me one day and said " I don't know you anymore, you are not the person who came here" he told me this after I had finished making a bag of Ramen noodles out of the hot water at the local Safeway, I was doomed, it was time for me to go home. The next day my dad put me on a bus back to Maine. I walked int he door of my dad's house and he began to cry, I was emaciated, I went to SF weighing about 140 and came home at about 105, I was gross, pimples all over my face from the incessant picking and obsessing about your face and body. My teeth were stained from the chemicals in the meth, I was ashamed of myself as my dad was of me also.
Everything was all good there, got some family therapy, just kept on smoking weed to pass the days The summer went by and I saw snow, I beat feet back to Santa Cruz, figured maybe the situation would be a little better there.
I met some great people there, moved in with some friends of a friend, they were all DJ's. Not a smart move for a recovering drug addict to move into a Dj's (party) house. I began going to the bars every night and taking multiple doses of ecstasy, we had a Nitrous tank in our living room for christ sake! I was back at it again, I swore of the meth when I left SF but I found myself doing it as soon as I got back. I partied hard in Santa Cruz for about a year and a half.
I lived with the DJ's for about 8 months and met a boy, I moved into his house which turned out to be a meth lab. I couldn't get myself away from the meth, I loved it and it loved me. It loved me like no one/thing ever did. It was a part of me, and truthfully still is. I lived with that boy for the remainder of my time in Santa Cruz, until one day it happened. I was out to get some supplies, i.e Acetone, Pseudoephedrine and other things to make some meth.
When I left they were cooking up a batch, on my way home I heard sirens and firetrucks coming near, I was about a block and a half from the house, and I could smell it in the air...the house had blown up!! All my stuff was gone, all I had left was me, my boyfriend remained in Intensive Care with multiple burns about his body and head for 6 months.
I went back to Maine.
Now here I am in Florida, I can't be near it, I can't have it around me. I swore it off after the accident. My friend came to visit me from California about a year ago, she showed up with a vile of pure glass, I said no and than I smoked it. I will never be able to say no to that drug. It had brought some of the best of times and the worst of times.
Meth made me realize one thing about me... I do have an addictive personality. Whether it is cigarettes, alcohol, sex or drugs, I am an addict, we ALL are addicted to something.
Indoor Soccer League
I got myself a hobby!! Woot! I am so excited. My first practice is tonight, from 7-9 pm. I haven't played soccer since...wow it has been 8 years since I have been on a team. Soccer used to be my life. I played soccer all through out grade school, high school, and than I played on the San Francisco women's team, at Golden Gate Park.
The fact that I smoke a pack and a half of cigs a day worries me, I told a few friends if they don't see me on here tomorrow, I may be in the hospital with a collapsed lung. I am excited to get back into sports, it has been so long. I used to ride my bike everyday, I used to run, I don't do any of that anymore. I am the epitome of laziness, but not any more. It is my new goal to do more constructive things with my life.
I will let you all know tomorrow how the first day went, I hope it goes well. The first few weeks should be rough but than it should be a breeze. Practice on Tuesdays and Thursdays and a game on every Saturday!
Langerado!!
Langerado 2006
Julie & I Soaking up the Sun!
Black Crowes
Ben Harper
G Love & the Special Sauce
I watched this kite for a long time, the chick knew what she was doing. Thought of Cavutto when I took this.
This weekend was absolutely georgous, the weather was perfect, I spent the whole time with Julie who I haven't seen in months. Amazing music!!
Oh how they can be so true!
VIRGO, here is your horoscope for today!
It's time to be bold if you want to make a fresh start, especially when it comes to your personal life. Playing it safe won't protect you -- in fact, it might do just the opposite. Strike out on your own. Take a chance.
Everyone have a safe and great weekend, all you northerners' I expect to hear stories of wiffle ball, and St. Patrick's Day parades! Enjoy the weather!
