My recent trip to the orthodontist was not an encouraging one. Its been three years since I've had an appointment then, and my greatest concern was that I wore my retainers too much and that I'd done some un-fixable damage. Apparently my jaw did that without any help from me ( Read more... )

Recently at work, my co-worker Ed submited his two-week notice. (He would be moving back to Arizona.) So, since I can't do this job all by myself, my boss quickly hired a replacement for Ed. His name is Keith, he's a few years older than me, and with all three of us working together on cars, the work on cars gets done quickly. (Remember, Ed doesn't ( Read more... )

I'll admit it: Florida turns you into a wimp ( Read more... )

It's been awhile since I've written a "Trek Wars" story, and it's also been awhile since I've posted something. So, this story takes place one month after the events of "The Empire Strikes Back ( Read more... )

The doctumentary finally finished up, Norah Jones haunting lyrics still float through my mind, and here I sit, trying as I might, to have my fingers keep up with all the thought that are tumbling through my head ( Read more... )

For the longest time, I've been longing to do it. In the movies, the characters make it look so easy, fun even. Ever since I found out that it could be done, I've been looking for someone to teach me how so that I can be among those who do it. I lost it in a Jeep Wrangler. I was nervous at first. So much so that I was shaking. But as I eased into ( Read more... )

On screen, whenever a car breaks down, you always see smoke billowing out of the engine bay. For that to happen, the car would have to be in serious trouble to get smoke pouring out like that. Well, when Sam broke down, there was no smoke or anything like that. Rather, the little Nissan just refused to start up ( Read more... )

For my method for getting back to Cedar Rapids, I decided to go back on a Greyhound bus. Not only would this be cheaper, but this way would also allow me to go see Jossie. I figured that it would just be like a train ride with more...colorful people. I didn't figure the Greyhound itself would be such a pain ( Read more... )

OK, so maybe I lied in that last post. I did not take a flight back to Cedar Rapids on Tuesday. Rather, Dad suggested that Grandma and Grandpa could help out by picking me up. Looking to save some money, I agreed on that. A few hours later with my things packed up, Grandma rolled up in the Town Car, ready for the long ride home back to Cedar ( Read more... )

Got terminated. Catching next flight out of Orlando to Cedar Rapids. I fucked up with a Foutune Fifty company. I've gotta pack.