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Wow, has it been that long?
Well, well. It's been two years since I posted here. But now that I see LiveJournal has gotten serious about comment spam, I decided to come back rather than blow this blog up and start anew. So here I am ... ready to rant and scribble again. -
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Back when I was younger, I made a habit of watching The 700 Club partly for laughs. I got a particular hoot from the "word of knowledge" sessions, in which Pat Robertson, Terry Meeuwsen and the others would pray for miracles to happen--and they'd get words of knowledge about said miracles. I couldn't help but think it was all scripted somehow--as ( Read more... ) -
How bad is this economy?
A surefire sign, to my mind, of just how bad this economy is can be found in the spam folder of my email account. I've been seeing a considerable influx in the number of two particularly noxious forms of spam--phishing and advance fee fraud ( Read more... ) -
I'm spoken for
Believe it or not, the happiest moment I've had in the last few weeks isn't seeing Carolina whip up on Michigan State last night. Nope, I'm in a relationship with so far the most wonderful gal I've ever met ( Read more... ) -
Airing stuff out
I've found it hard at times to write much about some of the things that happened with Jamie and me, in part because when I want to write about it, the emotions that stir up in me make me afraid I could write something that could be construed as a threat. So needless to say, the healing process, while far along, hasn't gone along as fast as ( Read more... ) -
An emotional broadside
I had an awful dream last night while napping for work. As most of you recall, I was framed up by my ex for supposedly making my niece watch X-rated movies and threatening to beat her up if she told anyone about it. I dreamed that I'd actually been convicted of this--and sentenced to three months in prison. And in solitary confinement to boot-- ( Read more... ) -
Another tie restored ...
On Friday night, I went to see Myers Park take on Independence at Myers Park--the first time I'd been back to my old high school in nine years. The basketball team stunk it up for most of the time I was there, but this year is no worse than the third-best team in the city. We ran Independence off the court. About the only thing that made high ( Read more... ) -
Rotten luck
I'd hoped to get up with some old friends this weekend--but in hindsight, those plans got kiboshed on Monday. I came home from work Monday morning to find that somehow, the back screen door had been locked. So I was stuck outside for 15 minutes in 30 degree weather until Mom could come home from her substitute job to get the door open ( Read more... ) -
12 years of freedom
Recently, I've had the chance to renew old friendships with my college and high school friends ... I let some of those slip while crapping away my 20s trying to find a woman who'd love me for who I am. Inevitably, it's led me to think back--what if I had drunk the Wrong-Waymaker Kool-Aid 12 years ago?
Judging by what's happened with most of my ( Read more... ) -
So much for being part of history
I wanted to go to the Panthers game next Saturday--but wouldn't you know, by the time I got through the only seats left were $400 club level seats. I didn't want to go that badly. Oh well, guess it's off to Picasso's ...