Nixon's Memoirs: June 2004

Wednesday, June 30, 2004

Two more "Wishes"!

After my meeting at work today, I spent some time going through my box of computer games, and took out all the ones I no longer played. Those, combined with my Gameboy Advance, and all my games for that were taken to EB Games and traded in towards a new GameCube(Another item on our 1-3 Month wishlist). After trade-ins, it only cost us $24, and it came with a free game.

Then we went to Payless shoes for Wish #2, two pairs of black shoes for my wife. With BOGO going on, it was quite inexpensive.

So, two more wishes down.

We decided against going to the Travelers double-header, because it looked seriously like rain again, but they apparantly went ahead and played tonight. (Figures.)

Mood: Happy
On RealPlayer: Live Travelers Broadcast

Rained out

Attempted to go to an Arkansas Travelers game yesterday, but sadly, it was rained out. Luckily, there will be a double-header tonight, but my best friend (other than my wife) can't make it, so it won't be the same. After the game was called on account of rain last night, we went to see "Envy" at the dollar show. It was worth the buck. At the theatre, however, I saw one of the grossest things I've ever seen. There was this silver compact parked next to me, TOTALLY FILLED with GARBAGE, save for the driver's seat. As we got out to go to the theatre, I noticed a huge WHITE RAT running around the back package tray. I reported the car to the theatre owners, figuring it was abandoned, but as we left the theatre, this short greasy-looking guy actually got in the car and drove off. EWWW!

The wife and I came up with a "Wish List" the other day, a place for both of us to write down things and cirumstances we'd like to obtain within a given time period. There's a "1-3 month", a "3-6 month", etc, up to 5 years. This is helping us actually sort out of all the fleeting desires we express, and make a written record of the ones that are most important to us. We're tracking our progess towards these goals as well. So far this month, we've achieved: New underwear (hey, a guy's gotta have priorities); and a new lawnmower.

The list, combined with the facts that our budgeting is getting much better, bills are actually getting paid on time, and we're actually starting to have month at the end of the paychecks, is making our lives less stressful.

Mood: Hopeful
On the radio: 103.7 THE BUZZ

Friday, June 25, 2004

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Thursday, June 24, 2004

3rd Anniversary in review

The day started off with the wife and I cooking breakfast together. We made waffles and turkey sausage, and watched The Price is Right together. (Yeah, we slept in!)

Then, it was the one "errand" of the day, which was to get the wife's car an oil change. She drives a 1983 Diesel car and most places charge a pretty penny to do the work, but SEARS did for about half what everyone else was charging.

After dropping off her car, we went to BUILD-A-BEAR in Park Plaza mall. We made our own stuffed bunny, and dressed him in blue shorts and a shirt that said "Happy Annibearsary" on it. His birth certificate reads "Bob T. Bunny", and he sleeps with us now.

The Bunny stuffing ran us a little late, so we decided to see the 2:25 showing of White Chicks. This gave us some time to people watch, and catch the delightful experience of seeing two redneck kids try to play Dance Dance Revolution. It was brutal.

We had the theatre almost to ourselves when a gaggle of obnoxiously loud tweens walked in and decided to populate the entire row behind us. Armed with annoying laughs, cell phones, and unchecked by adult supervision, we decided to move to the back. Am I the ONLY person who tries to avoid sitting next/in front/behind someone in a uncrowded theatre? Because everyone seems to enjoy doing the opposite. A guy actually came all the way up to sit in the row behind us, and two more teeny-boppers plopped in front of us, when there were PLENTY of seats elsewhere. Luckily, they ended up not being too loud.

The movie was pretty funny, but I could have done without the bathroom humour (quite literally).

We picked up her car, then came home and rested a short while, giving me time to receive a call from my mom. Then, it was off to eat.

GAUCHO'S is a fairly new place in Little Rock that serves tradtional Brazillian/Argentinian Churrascaria. Which is essentially a bunch of folks walking around with all kinds of high quality meat skewered on swords, along with grilled pineapple. They also gave generous helpings of rice, mashed potatoes, black beans, greens, pesto, salsa, and caramelized bananas. It was a tad on the expensive side ($21.95 per person) But it was delicious!

After sloshing out to the car, we stopped by Blockbuster and rented the original Shrek. We changed into our pajamas, and watched that, followed by our wedding video.

Everything after that is CLASSIFIED. :)

Monday, June 21, 2004


Well, when I saunter my tired carcass into the house tomorrow morning, I will have completed my fourth overnight in a row, and finally have a day off. This is in addition to the evening shift I did Thursday evening. It's amazing how one extra shift can seem to ruin your whole week.

After my Tuesday slumber, I hope to visit my favorite place, West End. I read in the paper some fool idiot robbed the place Friday night, which ticks me off to no end. I try to go to West End once a week, and I always go during Happy Hour, because they serve half-prize appetizers. The waitresses know me, and they realize that I'm only going to spend around $4-5 total while I'm there, but they still take REALLY good care of me, and are super cool and nice. (The fact that they wear form-fitting shirts and pants that reveal their tight abs and back tattoos is merely a coincidence, honest!)

The fact that someone would have the stones to walk in and rob these wonderful folks causes me to lose my faith in humanity. It makes me want to find the guy and beat him about the head and shoulders with a lemon wedge wrapped around a large gold brick.

I'll be honest, I hate thieves, I can't stand thieves, and I think the law is much too soft on theft. I think if they are thrill-seeking thieves, they should be give LOTS of community service, and if they are thieves of neccesity, they should be required to seek employment. This in addition to paying the victims back.

Well, time for my pre-work nap. The 3rd Anniversary is looming. (June 23rd.) Oddly enough, the traditional gift is leather...HMMMMMM!

Saturday, June 19, 2004

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Friday, June 18, 2004

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Thursday, June 17, 2004

Nothing major today

Finally made it back to the YWCA today (bad Nixon BAD NIXON!)
My weight has been fluxuating within a ten pound range lately, up and down quite a bit. It's driving me nuts.

Kind of accidently picked up an extra shift today, I told the weekday overnight guy that I'd work his Friday overnight, fully expecting my weekend overnight cohort to accept my generous offering of the shift to him, as he loves to work overtime. He turned it down, so now I'll be working Fri, Sat, Sun, and Mon overnight. Oh well, it'll be 9 extra hours on my next check!

The kids at work seem to be getting more needy lately. They've been approaching me for more and more hugs, which I gladly give, but then they don't seem to want to let go. I feel so much for these kids. Not all of them have bad parents, but some do, and even though my childhood was hard, it wasn't anything like what these kids have been through.

I've been doing a lot of thinking about my career choice here lately. Most people I work with actually don't consider what we do to be a career. The money is O.K., but its hardly what one would consider a lot. Most of my co-workers are younger, with noteable exceptions, and have been on the job less than five years. All have some college, most degrees, and most plan on doing something else within the next few years.

My problem is, I don't know what I want to do with my life. I have ideas, like opening a health-conscience sports bar, or teaching, or buying that damned dome theatre that taunts me daily (Village/Cinema 150 for my L-Rock bloggers)

I also have aspirations of voice acting, or if I lose weight, acting in general, with my absolute dream job being a game show host.

But, oddly enough, every 'career test' I take says I should do either what I'm doing, or something I've already done (Corrections work, Social work). With the one exception being "Minister", which I've applied to do in the past, but was screwed over by the church on. (Didn't change my faith, only my opinion of THAT church)

If it weren't for my "Once Bitten, Twice Shy" attitude, which is a direct result of a bad experience with cooking school, I would consider taking another risk to do something I could call a career.

But, the fact remains I'm happy and stable at my current job, which makes it easy to give up on my dreams, and settle for my reality.

Mood: Overwhelmed
On Launchcast: Blueberry Boats (And Pink Elephants) -Joy Electric

Tuesday, June 15, 2004

A pretty good day

Got home from work around 8:15 am. Went to bed around 9:30, and got up at 2:45. The wife came home, and we got ready for our previously planned trip to WEST END.

After a severe argument in the vehicle over the proper paying of bills, we made up, and went inside.

I really like that place, and would love it even more if it were smoke-free, but that's kind of an unreasonable expectation of a sports bar I think.

We had Hot Wings and Cheese Fries, and played some trivia.

After that, we went to Hobby Lobby where I bought a Father's Day card, and drooled on the model train sets. I've always wanted one, but have yet to get one.

Then it was off to Starbucks, where I was going to introduce the wife and Lamkins, but it wasn't her shift, I suppose. I had the Vanilla Bean Frap, and she had the Cafe Vanilla Frap.

Now we're home, and after a brief session of hammering wildly at our carport door which has begun to fall off due to foundation problems, we are now back in the house watching Spongebob.

Monday, June 14, 2004

What, me worry?

In our sermon today, the pastor cited some interesting statistics about worry.

40% of what we worry about never happens.
30% of what we worry about has already happened.
12% of what we worry about are minor medical problems
10% of what we worry about are trivial things.

Leaving a grand total of 8% of our worries actually coming true and mattering.

The bottom line was, if you're going to worry about something, why pray?

And if you pray about something, why worry?

God is in control, and it is up to us to be prepared to stand in the midst of the storm.

Mood: Happy
On Launchcast: "Jesus Freak"- DC Talk.

Saturday, June 12, 2004

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Friday, June 11, 2004

Meeting a fellow blogger

Today I had the distinct pleasure of meeting one of my readers in person. Lamkins, "Figuring it out...slowly" blog author, everyone's favorite barista, pardon, COFFEE MASTER.

Knowing full well that my wife reads my blog, I will still say boldly that she is BEAUTIFUL! (Lamkins, and my wife.)

She also whips up a tasty cup of hot chocolate!

I'm looking forward to regular visits to Starbucks now to enjoy the coffee and the conversation.

I worked my coffee stop into several other errands today, including an oil change, which ran kind of high with my "serpentine belt" service. I thought at first that they were just yankin' my chain on that one, but when he showed me the belt, it indeed looked some dried-out Big League Chew.

Mood: Giddy
On Launchcast: "Vice" -Grandmaster Flash

Thursday, June 10, 2004

Show me the money!

It has been our habit recently, on the night before payday, to start planning ahead the next day's activities. Well, imagine my dismay this morning when we checked our bank balance, and my check had not been deposited.

This has NEVER been a problem in the past, every other Thursday, my check would be there.

So, this afternoon when I got to work, I talked to my supervisor about it.

Turns out that the woman who does the payroll has been, for years, working 10 hour days in order to have Fridays off, and, since SHE does payroll, nobody noticed it until last week. So, HER boss put the cay-bash on that, saying that she had to work five 8 hour days like everyone else in the administration building. (Of course, us plebian goon squaders in the houses who actually work WITH the kids have all sorts of screwed up schedules.)

So, in retaliation, the payroll woman refused to put the payroll in on the usual day, thus making everyone with direct deposit miss there check today. This accomplishes revenge how?

It'll be in tomorrow (allegedly) but, what about those of us who have AUTOMATIC WITHDRAWL? Luckily, I don't, but a lot of my co-workers do, and it's going to end up wreaking havoc I'm sure.

So, no cup of coffee today, though I do plan on getting one tomorrow, along with an oil change.

Mood: Cranky
Launchcast: Not functional at this time.

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Wednesday, June 09, 2004

Therapy went...well.

Therapy went pretty well for the first day. We got a lot of issues out in the open, and got a really good third perspective on them.

The wife and I have already worked out some good compromises on our points of contention.

Pay day is tomorrow, and I'm REALLY looking forward to buying a good cup of coffee. ;)

Our 3rd Anniversary is coming soon. Wow, three years. It'll be the usual dinner and a movie. If any of my Little Rock bloggers can reccomend a romantic place I may not know about, blog on!

Mood: Happy
On Launchcast: "Rawkfist" -Thousand Foot Krutch

Tuesday, June 08, 2004

Don't Panic.

Decided to take the "Book Quiz" as well. Awesome, turned out to be my all time favorite book.

You're The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy!

by Douglas Adams

Considered by many to be one of the funniest people around, you are
quite an entertainer. You've also traveled to the far reaches of what you deem possible,
often confused and unsure of yourself. Life continues to jostle you around like a marble,
but it's shown you so much of the world that you don't care. Wacky adventures continue to
lie ahead. Your favorite number is 42.

Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

Monday, June 07, 2004

Who would have guessed. I'm the U.N.?

Saw this on SmartAss.NerdGirl's blog, and tried it out. Interesting, I HATE the U.N. But they say we hate in others what we do ourselves.

the United Nations!

Most people think you're ineffective, but you are trying to
completely save the world from itself, so there's always going to be a long
way to go.  You're always the one trying to get friends to talk to each
other, enemies to talk to each other, anyone who can to just talk instead of
beating each other about the head and torso.  Sometimes it works and sometimes
it doesn't, and you get very schizophrenic as a result.  But your heart
is in the right place, and sometimes also in New York.

Take the Country
at the Blue Pyramid


I had the sudden urge to expand on my ramblings of moments ago, lest some think wrongly that I am a total "live and let live" "anything goes" type of person.

I most certainly believe that the right to swing one's fist ends at another's nose, and if you violate that barrier, one should expect to have one's nose busted in return.

This is how I can be "Pro-Life" and "Pro-Death Penalty" simultaneously.

Let's see: Hideous child-raping serial killer= Kill.
Innocent precious child in womb= Let live.

Yeah, I'm comfortable with those assesments.

However, I DO still feel that God's Grace is sufficient to save even the vicious killer, but MINE is not. Even jailhouse conversions are conversions nonetheless.

The Sprinkler System, The Greatest Generation, and more.

About 6am this morning, my co-worker discovered that the laundry room, storage closet, and nurses' station were all covered in water. One of us had to monitor the kids, so I woke a few up to help him with the clean-up process whilst I phoned the on-call maintenance person.

I can hear the groans from Middle_America as he reads this, but this WAS an emergency.

The minutes passed, and the leak continued, soon I went outside to try and find the source, and it turned out to be our new high-tech sprinkler system, built by the lowest bidder in a lightning-fast two years, that keeps falling apart.

An hour into the kids swabbing the deck in shifts, I finally call the facilities director, who was finally at work. Apparantly my words. "We've got a big leak, and it needs to be looked at ASAP" were translated by the on-call maintenance person as. "Hey, I know I woke you up, but please, just come in at your usual time, snag a cup of coffee, and wander over in about two hours, eh?"

It's just that kind of UNprofessionalism that chaps me.

Which leads me to my clunky transition into the "Greatest Generation." Man, 60 years since D-Day. My 'rebellion' against my parents was not to shock them with Metallica or Ozzy Osbourne or Twisted Sister or Motley Crue, but instead, play Glenn Miller, Benny Goodman, and The Ink Spots in my free time. THAT sure set off their Strawberry Alarm Clock!

I have respect for my parents, but it was my grandparents generation that I truly admire. They had a job to do, and they did it well. I wish I could personally thank every veteran, and especially those of WWII, but that being impossible, I'll simply due my best to enjoy the freedoms they won for us without abusing them.

Those who read my blog, and the blogs I've linked may wonder about my reasons for supporting them. Being rather Libertarian in my views, I have no issues with Barefoot Boi and her way of life. I have no issues with our beloved Barista, who showed concern over my views I suppose in her blog. I believe in the things that matter, IMHO, and the trivial, invasive finger pointing, I do with out. Our veterans did not die on a battlefield so that we could go around saying "That's not right! You're different, you shouldn't do that!" Yes, I believe in the Bible, and I follow it's teachings, but showing hate and animosity towards others is NOT biblical. Is our "sin" any better?

We all know that we SHOULD be doomed to hell, right? For cheating on that test in 7th grade? For lying to your mom about doing chores? For looking at that good looking person and imagining them nude?

Did not Jesus die on the cross for EVERYONE? And is not His blood sufficient for EVERYONE?

Sure, just because we have Grace does not mean we can live in sin. But we ALL must struggle with our own demons, and share only that the Grace is there for the taking, rather than condemn those whom we perceive as less than us, for not yet claiming that Grace.

Uhm, dang, I'm preachy when I'm tired.

On Launchcast: "Bitchin' Camaro" -The Dead Milkmen.
Mood: Dang preachy, like I said.

Love ya'll, good night, I'm off to bed.

Sunday, June 06, 2004

A call from dad.

My father called me unexpectedly today. Through no intention, we usually end up speaking to eachother about every three months, and it's usually I who do the calling, along with some lame-o story about how I've been 'busy'.

We talked about the usual, NASCAR racing, airplanes, my brother.

My father works for the federal government as a mid-high level inspector for the Nuclear Regulatory Commission (so we just call him 'Homer') and it pays quite well. I work for a non-profit treatment center for troubled youth, and make very little, so my father is always under the impression that I'm broke. The fact that I spent my entire twenty-something years begging for cash MIGHT have something to do with that impression.

But, my wife is a teacher, and together, we pull in (almost) enough to make a decent living, and I decided to cut the (BBQ) apron strings a couple of years ago when it comes to asking dad for cash. It doesn't stop him from asking me if I need money though. Hey, everyone NEEDS cash, I just don't need the emotional baggage attached to any check he may pen on my behalf. (Not to mention my wife frowns on the practice.)

My step-mother sounded in good spirits, they just bought her a new Honda CR-V, and ordered a Rascal Scooter so she will be more mobile. She took him to an Air Show in it the other day as a surprise, and since it came equipped with a built-in picnic table, they tailgated in the parking lot before the show. My dad REALLY enjoyed that.

My dad's second wife is poor health according to him, leukemia I believe.

To clarify, my parents are both on their third marriages, but I do believe their last ones. Both current step-parents are perfect for them. My mom's second husband was an Iranian national who wanted to convert us to Islam, and take us back to Iran. I was all for it at 13, but mom thought better of it, and he went back to Tehran, never to be heard from again. Oh well, probably for the best. (Like CERTAINLY for the best.)

My dad's current wife was his high school sweetheart up until my mom moved into town. (Wink wink, nudge nudge.) They kept in touch through the years, and finally got married about ten years ago.

Well, the wife is home, and we have a couples Bible study in an hour, so more blogging later.

On the radio: "The Blues" (?) -Elton John.
Mood: Chipper.

Saturday, June 05, 2004

R.I.P. Ronald Reagan

One of my earliest childhood memories is sitting on the floor of my living room, scared to death, watching the Iran hostage crisis. I remember having this terrible fear that the entire U.S. was going to be 'taken hostage'.

My childhood fear, in a way, was a reality. America HAD been taken hostage, and it needed someone to rescue it.

That someone was Ronald Reagan.

I know some of my blog readers would disagree with his politics, but Reagan arrived at the time when America needed him most.

He gave me hope growing up, erasing the memories of three recent National embarassments (My namesake, Ford, and Carter.)

I will mourn his loss today, but to me, it will ALWAYS be "Morning in America."

Godspeed, Mr. President.

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Friday, June 04, 2004


I've felt like such a slug lately.

I'm getting up later and later it seems, which isn't that big of a deal since I work a combination of 3-11 and overnight shifts throughout the week, but it just gives me the feeling of doing nothing but work and sleep.

I mentioned on another blog yesterday that this seems to be a form of "online group psychotherapy" and I truly believe that. My wife has begun reading my blogs, and the responses, and she is just thrilled with it.

I'm looking forward to continuing the process next week when we meet with the counselor at church. Nothing HUGE is going on, but we've decided to nip some small issues in the bud before they get any bigger.

Mood: Sluggish (as I said.)
On Launchcast: "Oh, Pretty Woman" -Tom Jones

Wednesday, June 02, 2004

Oh happy day

Well, sometimes its the little things that just make your day. I asked a new co-worker if she would be willing to trade her Monday overnight shift for my Friday 3-11 shift, and she agreed!

This not only allows some much needed time to spend with our "friend-couple" (Of which the husband works Saturday/Sunday 8a-11p and Monday overnight) But will allow me once again to serve as bus monitor/enforcer on the band bus for all my wife's football games this season. (Go Lions!)

It also puts me on that Monday overnight with my buddy.

THANK YOU MIDDLE_AMERICA! For pointing out the html needed to link to other blogs, you'd think they'd have a button to press for that, but luckily, I know just enough about html to be dangerous. So, there it is.

Thanks to ThatBarefootBoi for finding my blog, I look forward to seeing things from your perspective!

Mood: "Urpy" isn't a mood, but it certainly is affecting it right now.
On Launchcast: "All Or Nothing At All" -Frank Sinatra

It's fun to stay at the...YWCA!

Yeah, it doesn't fit the music, and it may be harder to make that "W" with your arms whilst dancing, but this month I (re)joined the local YWCA in an effort to drop some pounds this summer. Plus, they have a pool.

My first day back was yesterday, and the wife went with me, but did not participate. She just read a book whilst watching me sweat it out.

I've been wanting to put links up to the Blogs that I read, but as of yet can't figure out how to do it. If anyone knows, comment here. :D

Mood: Anticipatory (of what, I'm not sure.)
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