family

family, miscellaneous, whine
ah, how revealing.
12.19.08 | Permalink | 1 Comment

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before i woke up today, i had a dream:

somehow, i had been transported back in time to when my family lived in richmond. back to when my mom and dad were still together, katy hadn’t gone off to college. i’d say i was middle school. part of me has always wanted, no, pined to go back and try and fix my life from there, stay and graduate from james river, go to college, do the normal life thing. and there in my dream, i had the ability.

but i was miserable.

in my dream, i was miserable, i wandered around the house, looking at all these things, with the knowledge of what happens, with the knowledge of being 26, and i couldn’t stand it. i’d look at my twin beds in my room, the desk i never used, my closet, and it was terrifying. i knew i had a chance to change it, but if i did, i’d never know my life the way it is now, with the friends i have now, joe, paul, mark, sure i knew them around middle school, but our friendship was nowhere as close. by then they were in gastonia, i think, anyway.

and dad was there. don’t get me wrong, i love my dad, i do, but let me give you an example from back in the real world: when i moved to charlotte to live with him, mom and katy came to help me move in. that night, we all went out to dinner, all of us. and sat in the same booth. like it was before they divorced. and the look, and the feel of it was so alien and strange to me, that i had to excuse myself to go outside and take myself out of the situation.

in the dream, i took the opportunity to tell mom which companies to invest in, google, for one, and that i would come up with more when they came to me, but beyond that, what could i possibly do to fix my life from there? aside from gaming time travel to get rich, or finding a way to keep myself in school then, what would be the point?

and i woke up, feeling miserable, just as miserable as i was in the dream. so, as it turns out, my dreams are more revealing than anything. what you crave might not always be what you end up wanting.

i still feel terrible. today’s gonna be a shitty day.
family, friends, miscellaneous, photography
picture dump 12.
12.14.08 | Permalink | 2 Comments

HEY! more shit. check it:

friend of ours had a cornfield, so we went to pick some.

when dad was a bachelor, he only had condiments in his fridge. now that he’s married, he only has condiments in his fridge.

burned out car at the end of my street. no idea how it happened.

you’ve seen the stephanie/ned portraits, these are katy’s and mine. they’re.. just terrible.

mom and katy outside a restaurant.

waiting for the rest of my friends to show up at bar trivia night.

gretchen, my cousin, gwyn’s sister (probably a picture or two of her in the archive somewhere)

a massive two story fire at joe’s, this doesn’t do it justice.

my dad’s weird ass cat, george. this dude sleeps/sits/hides in the sink, has no problem getting wet, and as you can see, toilets are fair game.

and finally..

paul shaved down to a moustache for his chicago job. he looks EXACTLY LIKE HIS DAD.

and here’s paul in all the shit he has to wear for the job - the fact that the moustache sticks out on either side is fucking hilarious.

my head hurts, it’s 4am, and i’ve spent 400 bucks on presents over the past 14 days. i’m going to bed.
bitch, family
fuck that.
08.11.08 | Permalink | 1 Comment

you know what, i don’t give a fuck who you are, you don’t talk about someone behind his back to his DAD to make YOU look better.

learned my lesson. i was giving stephanie the benefit of the doubt, being nice, trying to see her in a better light, but fuck that.

fuck.

that.

i ask her about pouring out the old gas in the tank, if she REALLY wants me to pour it on the ground, she said yes, just do what your dad wanted you to. i proceed to go work outside a bit, i come in and i certainly wasn’t quiet about entering, but i hear her talking upstairs, to dad. basically making me out to be a whiny bitch about pouring the gas out, telling him my reply to her earlier: “i don’t want to.” (because i didn’t really feel like polluting, killing the grass, just being a danger hazard) she said it like i was being bitchy ‘cos i didn’t want to do it in the first place, like a kid not eating his vegetables. the conversation went on painting me in a not-so-great light, so i just fucked off, did the rest of the work, went home.

dad asked why i sounded so stressed when he called, i said it wasn’t really anything i could talk about. he pressed the issue, saying is it me, your mom, katy, friends.. didn’t mention stephanie. heh. so i didn’t feel like getting into that whole bullshit, so i said no, it’s fine. i’m fine.

haha. trusting people is stupid. fucking bitch.

and if you somehow read this in the future, which i highly doubt you will, this is a journal, only public. i’ve said plenty of things that have caused shit to rain down on me before with friends and family, so i’ve learned not to care if someone reacts badly. tough shit. either leave a comment, don’t read it, or don’t get mad. those are your choices.
electronics, family, friends, miscellaneous, photography
picture dump 11.
06.13.08 | Permalink | Comment?

we’ll start off with what i see when people on my phone’s contact list call:

mom

mark

katy

joe

ace

paul

dad

those are all the local people anyway.

building our cornhole boards.

mowing.

dusting my room. it was bad.

these are the two ducks that hang out outside my window all the time.

bonfire at joe’s.

on the way to atlantic beach for..

my cousin’s wedding.

mark at subway.

nerdy shit in raleigh.

following dad back from raleigh.

this is our new thermostat. fuckin’ thing is bright as hell and never turns off. it does look awesome though.

and that’s all for now.
family, friends, photography
florida appendix.
10.27.07 | Permalink | Comment?

alright, sit down, and shut your mouth, we got pictures to get to.

everyone doing something different.

down along that way is epcot.. somewhere.

all the women in the wedding party.

and the men.

hamming it up at the reception.

say it with me: awww.

the wedding couple.

that is exactly how hard we all worked to get the garter.

i swear to god, i cannot go anywhere without some girl fucking with my hair.

read the previous post and then look at this picture.

at the piano bar.

the wedding.. couple?

previous post reference: remember the guy in the flowers? here he is.

ahh, grand floridian, how i miss thee. so pretty.

posing in front of the one ride mom wanted to ride all day: the monorail.

epcot! fuckin ball was closed though. lame.

and now it’s time for..

MY FAMILY AROUND THE WORLD

canada. fuck ‘em.

france. fuck ‘em.

morocco.. eh?

then we forgot to do the rest of the countries.

at the japanese restaurant for lunch.

and the fireworks at the end of the night.

and that’s it! wish we could have stayed longer, but that place is crazy expensive.
bitch, family, friends, miscellaneous, photography, writing
florida.
10.22.07 | Permalink | Comment?

I haven’t used a computer at 20,000 feet since.. Vegas? Maybe Vegas. Maybe it’s not even 20,000 feet. Ten, or fifteen. In any case, that’s where I am, ‘cos our family went down to Orlando for the weekend for my sister’s friend’s (Amy’s) wedding. My sister was the maid of honor.

On Friday, we left and picked up Gwyn and Mandy, and headed to Kinston for our el-cheapo flight. I had been on the fence about going in the first place, but the ticket had only been about a hundred bucks, so.. fuck it. Upon arriving there, they told us that the only flight going out of the airport that day – ours – was delayed, late in taking off from Florida. Gwyn, not a good flier anyway, had already taken her valium, and we had some time to kill. We headed out of the airport and to a bar for about 45 minutes.

Thirty-five thousand feet. That’s what my gay flight attendant dude said we’re at right now. Anyway back to the story. Leaving Kinston late left us arriving in Florida late, which meant we were late for the rehearsal dinner, though I don’t think they really rehearsed at all. Just an excuse to go to dinner. Luckily, the restaurant had delayed them as well, so we caught a break and arrived as they were ordering drinks.

Unfortunately for me, it was a crab shack. Fulton’s, near Pleasure Island. I look at the menu, seafood, seafood, seafood.. crappy non-seafood, so on and so forth. I think, well.. shit, if I’m gonna get sick trying seafood again, it might as well be GOOD seafood that I am not paying for in a nice location. So, I ordered 1.25lbs of Alaskan King Crabs. Expecting the worst, it really wasn’t that bad. It was nice to have crab again, and though abundant, the meat was pretty tasteless for some reason. Not how I remembered it. No real repercussions, it did hurt my stomach a little since it was pretty rich and I hadn’t had seafood in. .five years? Something like that.

SO, after dinner, we were so close to Pleasure Island, everyone decided to go for a drink. Now remember, this is around 18 people. We head to an Irish bar where I get a crappy Guinness that tasted like it was the bottom of the keg. Amy and everyone caught up more, and took some strange pictures of people groping other people.. I think they were pretty much on their way buzzing already. I know Mom was. After realizing the true Irish do not reside in Disneyworld, we left the bar and walked over to the Beach Club themed bar. I got suckered into dancing with pretty much every damn girl that was there since no other guy would. They got drinks, danced, smoked, AND took Jello shots. Yeah. And according to them, or what they remember, anyway, it tasted like they made it with pure grain alcohol and just a little bit of sugar/flavor. They were that strong.

Considering everyone had to be at a wedding the next day, we didn’t stay that long, and around 1:30 we left. I hadn’t drank much at all that night, so.. I drove. I drove five drunk-ass giggly, crude girls around Disneyworld to different hotels. They talked, listened to music, drunk-dialed people on their phone – only to find out the people they dialed were drunk as shit too. We dropped Amy off and headed to our lowest-of-the-low-on-the-bus-line hotel (don’t get me wrong, it was fine, but years of staying at the Grand Floridian have probably spoiled me for Disneyworld). They check in, we drag our shit into the room and go to sleep. That was Friday.

Saturday, I wake up late and find everyone already busy doing their hair or whatever it is they do. I take a shower, pull on a shirt and pants, tada. I’m done. PS, I would punch someone in the face for a cigarette right now. What the fuck happened to smoking flights? They’re having their wedding at the Swan hotel, so we climb back into the rental car and go. They apparently can’t have the wedding outside for some reason like Amy wanted, but so they put her at the end of a corridor in the conference center. It sounds like shit but it was okay. It was a little strange to realize later that you could see them getting married in front and if you look to the left, the Tower of Terror was looming just past the trees. SO! Everyone’s married, happy, blah blah, let’s drink. We do, people dance, the staff seemed to have an affinity for stealing your half-eaten plates and half-drunk drinks, forcing you to go get another (not that it mattered, I suppose, considering it was free). The party ends around four thirty, and we all split to go change. We head to Downtown Disney for dinner and shopping – both of which blew. Wolfgang Puck’s restaurant can suck a dick, pizza is pizza, and has the same basic ingredients, don’t call it pizza and make it something else. The shopping was all of ten stores, ludicrously overpriced shit you certainly didn’t need, and every gift shop was the same. Picture frames, keychains, pins.. oh Jesus, the pins. PINS EVERYWHERE. So, sickened by the dinner and bored of the rest, we head to the Boardwalk to go to this dueling pianos bar. Here’s where it starts getting interesting.

Now, we get there early. About.. 9pm, and they can’t seat all 18 of us. We were the first ones there, (we sat Mom, Katy, Gwyn, myself, and Mandy – in that order) so we go in and just sit on a row of about 8 stools, holding the rest for who we can. It turns out that it wasn’t too bad standing around, the pianists made it interesting, but every now and then I’d look to my right and see Mandy staring at me and the rest of us. I’d wonder about that, then go back to the show. The older crowd decided they wanted to turn in early (except Mom) and headed out, leaving us and Chris, Amy, and Chris’ friend. And Mandy. Not singing, not smiling. Clutching her bag like someone in this place is going to steal it out from under her. Not even under her, FROM her. Staring at us. We continue to have a good time, watching this fat woman jiggle everything that jiggled whenever she heard a song she liked, and a flamingly gay dude slapping just-as-big women on the ass while he Riverdanced.

And she kept staring. She asked me if there was a bus that ran from the Boardwalk to our hotel. I told her probably not, she’d have to grab one from the hotel to an attraction, then the attraction to our hotel. Or take a taxi for seven bucks. She sort of shrugged and went back to not having fun. At one point, she went up to Mom, grabbed her wrist and turned it round looking for the watch face. Looking at it, she asked if we had any intentions of leaving soon. Mom said she didn’t know, and Mandy once again wandered off to not have fun. She didn’t drink, she didn’t dance, she didn’t sing, just.. sat there. Gwyn had requested Bohemian Rhapsody and was at the bar when they started to play it. I didn’t want her to miss it, so I grabbed her camera and started recording video. I couldn’t get a good view from my seat, so I get up and walk to the right a bit, and ask Mandy to sit in my seat til it was done. Gwyn comes back and I still record, til the bouncer dude tells me I can’t. Pictures ok, video not. Whatever. I sit in Mandy’s seat ‘cos I didn’t want her to feel like I was forcing her back out and as soon as I looked over, she had perked right the fuck up. She got what she wanted, to sit and talk with whoever *I* was sitting and talking with. At least that’s what it felt like.

Honestly, I think something’s wrong with her. She may be manic. Her highs were normal, and her lows were “I don’t want to be near anything fun ever.” So finally at around 1:30am (we weren’t about to be forced away from OUR good time just ‘cos she didn’t wanna go home early) we decide to head out, and Katy stays behind to sleep over at Amy’s and Chris’. I could give another reason why Mandy might have been no fun that night but I’ll leave it out. Not that I think she’d read this, just.. courtesy. On the way back to the car, we see this guy in front of the main entrance, face down in the flowers. Just.. lying there, happy to be there, his wife/girlfriend/friend standing over him. We take pictures and head on our way.

On Sunday, we decide between Universal and Epcot, and Epcot wins. We ask Mandy if she wants to go, she says no in a way that she’d rather shove a screwdriver in her ear than go with us. We later find out she spent the whole day in the room. We start out wandering around the countries (the goddamn Starship Earth ride into the big ball was closed. I was pissed and so was everyone else.) and end up in Japan, where we spent most of our time. We ate lunch at a nice restaurant there, wandered around the shop where they had “Pick your own pearl” things, pay 14 bucks, pick an oyster, each guaranteed to have a pearl in it. They’d set it in jewelry for you after. Katy did it, then Mom did, so we spent a while out there. Amy showed up and we kept going around the countries, going on the Maelstrom in Norway, ‘til we got to the Test Track ride. Gwyn and Amy opted out of it, and it ended up giving me a huge, huge headache later on. Chris showed up later, and we went shopping as it started to rain. We wandered over to the Finding Nemo ride, and Soarin’ – which made a lot of us sick too in some places, after waiting an hour to ride the thing in the first place. Having Patrick Warburton as a narrator was pretty hilarious too.

After finishing with Soarin’, we were all so starving we just ate at this nasty food court right outside, which made me even sicker (by this point I was nauseous from the rides, as well as having a pounding headache, and my body ached from head to toe from having to walk so much). It was dark, and still drizzling, so we walked back to Japan to get a good spot for the fireworks. We watched those, and headed back to the hotel. Amy and Chris invited us over to their pool, but Gwyn and Mom were tired, so Katy and I went and came back around 1:30. (For those of you saying “It was their wedding night/honeymoon!” they’ve lived together for a while now, and didn’t have a problem with it, so shut it.)

And Monday, we came back home. I wish we could have stayed longer, or in a better hotel (Mom loves the Wilderness Lodge) but it’s so damn expensive down there. It’d only be viable if you lived in a different country ‘cos their currency is so much stronger than ours. A British dude I talked with at Epcot said he was staying for two weeks. Maybe next time.

ANYWAY! Here are some pictures for your eyeballs. I took a lot on Friday, and Gwyn took more for the rest of the trip, so when she sends those to me, I’ll put ‘em up here.

at the airport before the flight

mom busied herself with the landscape down below.

gwyn, three rows back.

this is what we spend most of our time doing.

and these two were getting married.

here’s where things started getting.. a little.. weird.

this guy had a bitchin’ beard, and while walking with gwyn, i told her it would be awesome to get a picture with him. so we did. a lot of them.

mom does not remember this.

and finally, walking to the car.

and here’s a picture of the alligator that was in a lake near our hotel. katy and gwyn fed it pizza, which it didn’t have a problem with eating.

Once Gwyn sends me the pictures off of her camera, I’ll post those too. This is just Friday night, if you didn’t read all that crap up there.
family, friends, miscellaneous, movies, photography
picture dump 10: old ones too.
09.26.07 | Permalink | Comment?

i don’t know why, but i haven’t taken pictures off of my phone since november of last year. here we go in chronological order.

october - december 2006:

driving on 264 in a bad storm.

my dad’s cat, george.

the following morning after i took care of george for the night.

we had a bad storm in november and it flooded a lot of the neighborhood.

and yes, those are people standing almost on top of a downed power line

shag went riding to the grocery store after his doctor’s visit.

and here’s why, he had a bit of an abscess on the side of his head.

went to a christmas party for mom’s school, here they’re talking and doing the electric slide.

dad and stephanie at chili’s.

i think katy told me to delete this picture. i didn’t.

check THAT out, jim’s in washington! it’s a miracle!

january - may 2007:

atari in kerosene heater heaven.

paul at a bar? i can’t remember where we were.

my cats don’t get along very well. technically atari gets along, but lindsay wants nothing to do with it.

paul and mark before paul’s trip to batam/singapore for the summer.

june - september 2007:

just another bonfire.

left to right: joe h’s fiance, joe h, leigh ann, joe, kate, alan.

dad at charleston on what little beach the resort had.

for some reason i was trying to take a picture of myself (to send to someone, i’d guess) and dad noticed, and put his hand in front of my face each time i tried to take a picture.

i was absolutely bombed that night on screwdrivers, and this was a bar that used to be a church. felt kind of sacreligious.

my eleven year old car finally hit 70,000 miles.

two movies (open in quicktime):

sept 2nd, 2006, 10:24pm
raleigh put on an open-air show with presidents of the usa.

july 14th, 2007, 11:55pm
we get bored, we add fire. we’re not bored anymore.
family, games, holidays
guitars and the southern state.
06.30.07 | Permalink | 1 Comment

i’m getting better at guitar hero. moving from medium to hard is a bitch. easy > medium, big deal, you start using your pinky. medium > hard? move your whole damn hand. i ain’t that fast. i love playing the slip’s “even rats” though. good starter song for hard.

well, tomorrow i’m off to charleston, south carolina for vacation with dad, stephanie, ned, katy, justin (katy’s new “friend”), max gray and his two.. or three daughters, john (one of the daughter’s husband), and maybe mark if he’ll get off his ass. it’s gonna be an.. adventure.
family, holidays, miscellaneous
my balls glow.
01.18.07 | Permalink | 1 Comment

i never mentioned what else i got for christmas. i’ll do that sometime later. but i did get these:

light up bocce balls! you twist a little screw in and they blink once a second! so you can play in the dark if you wanted.

katy ordered these for me, and they didn’t all work, so she sent them back - now all of ‘em work, yay!
family, miscellaneous
quack.
01.16.07 | Permalink | Comment?

i’m still around, believe it or not. so check this out. my mom has created a “duck congregation” and she is the leader.

every day around 3pm (though they hang out all day) they gather on our front yard, waiting for mom to get home from school so she can feed them. have some pictures:

believe it or not, they’re rather used to us now. sort of. they’ll scatter at loud noises or large objects moving on the porch upstairs, but if you walk up to them, they won’t scatter if you move slow. they’ll just move to the other side of the yard til you’re done sifting out the birdseed and then they’ll book it for the end where you were so they can scarf as much as they can.

have a movie:

MOV01562.MPG ~7.1mb
(works in windows media player 11 and VLC)

ducks are awesome.