1. Tolerated to steam

    I have been getting so frustrated lately and I don’t know if it is work or some other kind of underlying stress that I have. Every little thing whether the half in hour drive home (I live 8 miles away from my work) or my computer that I spent so much time building and am so proud of since its the fastest computer that anyone I know has, but it continually crashes. Is it the time that I spend on these things, is it time itself? Am I stressed for time? Is it sleep? Is it diet? Or is it just life? Or is it pride?

    I donít really know but I feel that I am obligated for these feelings but not when it offends or corrupts the people around me. For instance I was driving home the other day and if you are not familiar with the on ramp at rose onto the 101, just skip this portion.

    As I got on the freeway I slipped into a slow lane not passing anyone, a Good Samaritan, knowing if I cut in front of people it would just make it worse for the others behind. As I did this a few seconds later one after another cars were illegally passing me in the emergency lane to the right in order to skip to the long straight away farther to the right on the other northbound onramp. Only helping there selfishness and hurting every driver behind. One passes I am pissed and a second passes and I am livid and third and I am going to murderÖall in a row like stupid ducks. A bunch of inconsiderate fools. then I see more one after the other coming…so I cut out to block them and lowering the window I raise my left hand to the sky with just one finger raised a little higher then the others
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  2. All the small things…

    This a lame entry but oh well.

    I have added a lot to the site recently including how many people are viewing this page at the same time (above the tagboard) and a hit counter (bottom right) and the rss feeds (left).So everyone what do you think of the site? Next is a photo blog that is linked to this page making the photo’s on the bottom left change automatically.

    I am so happy right now because one of the best features of Movable Type is the Bookmarklets feature and I have finally found the solution to make it work for Safari the only browser I could not get it to work for. I have tested every browser for mac since and Safari finally takes back the crown. Mozilla is great but there are little things that I saw that bugged. All other browsers are horrible on mac and if you arent using Safari at least use Mozilla.

    Also Andrea and Cynthia are ruining blog tagboards as we speak so please IP ban them, so they learn there lesson. The are eguvalent to tagger gang bangers. AAAHHHHH…
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  3. Back to my old self.

    What a week. Saturday morning I find that my host screwed with the software installed on the server making Movable Type not work locking out Bridgebloggers and all FreeSpeek users. And I had been running around trying to fix it.
    I wonít go into details but I finally fixed this morning after transferring the db files to another host and converting it then exporting then importing it to this host into a more stable SQL database then reconfiguring then pooping, and finally its up. Maybe thatís too much info.

    Well FreeSpeek is back and now I/We can all post away our fingers. Well maybe not the Ghost Town BridgeBlogs.

    Another note;
    I would like to see more people go to FreeSpeek because of the robustness of MT but I find people are intimidated. But Why? If I can do it then who couldnít?

  4. Ruff week and a lonely week ahead

    For the last couple weeks it’s been hard at work. I can describe it like newlyweds. It takes a while to find that communication between two people to produce solitude. That is what I believe is going on, I will not expound to much on this but there is definite communication problems arriving at my job and it frustrates me, because I love my job so much, I really truly do.

    So the last couple weeks have been hard and I donít know how the next week will be since Sara will be gone for the whole week. I thought it would be nice to have an empty house where I could walk around naked and not shave, just kidding, but I do think it isnít going to be so much fun now that I find myself bored out of my mind and its been 4 hrs. Sara is my best freind and I have excluded myself from a lot of things that could create life style changes that would free me from my security blanket, my computers.

    Martha calls me an old man and I think I might just be. I never want to go out and I always have to do something or work on something at home, and itís always on the computer. Look at this blog or the websites that I have done within the couple weeks. These things were continual long nights and weekends went into those and this because I had no idea what I was doing and I am a problem solver, I cant stand it when something is off just a little bit. So you say thatís okay those things are great and now your almost done, but its not okay because even though there almost done I will not be. If I do stop the work on the websites I will find something else to do or worse I will become the hermit.

    What do I do?

    I need help. Sara will continue to push me but my friends reading this, please help. If you missed me at an event make sure to Tell me I am an old man like Martha calls me, and make sure I have a good excuse. Because I love to veg.

  5. Posted on Bridgeblogs Sunday Morning

    I find myelf at a crossroad, between Reality and Dreaming. I have been working and working so hard on FreeSpeek I have neglected my wife and myself. I have wanted to produce something like FreeSpeek for such a long time and it seems that since I started creating I havenít stopped. I posted earlier it was a hobby but now itís like an addiction. I pour so much into this thing, this material good that I built with my hands with no knowledge of it at all. But should I be Proud? Should I be proud for a hope that I have that could easily be a farce? Is it time wasted?

    After this post I will step back and let my sweat dry. I am going to let all the time that I have spent recede. My goal is to step back on the design and produce the content, for example the horrible title I have on freespeeks index. And I will just wait and wait for people to register in the newly developed forums that are so beta, only I have looked at them and posted. My simple plan, which I write now will only be brokenÖas early as tomorrow. I cant tell when enough is enough becauseÖ
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  6. A King in his Castle

    What a night. I wrote a huge entry on Bridgeblogs.com and right before I was about to finish my computer crashed. That sucked.

    I hope it wasnt a sign.

    Oh wait there is other news. As I was writing there was this big SUV blasting bass music so hard the fenders where rattling. I like rap and I like loud music in my car but I do not listen to bass music pumped and never while I am parked. But this guy was parked in front of my house pumping that “****” at midnight. So I walked out there to find it was this big ass black guy that could kick my ass in a second. So I didnt puss out I went up to the car tapped on the window and slandered the dictionary at him, he yelled back,

    ìGet the bleepidy Bleep away from my carî,
    Then I said,
    ìGet the bleepidy blip away from my houseîÖbitchÖ notice what is in quotes.
    So I tould him off like a man would then I walked away. And of course as I walked well away he was comfortable enough to get out of his car to walk away. Man I wish he got out while I was at his car…:-)…yeah right. Sara later said he called me a ìpigî man he is glad that I didnít hear that.

    I came back to have Sara greet me woken from her splendor, to give me the attention needed by a warrior from battle, or a King protecting his castle. ManÖwas that guy lucky. I will sleep easily tonight…thinking of only how the king needs to clean the cat box in the morning.

  7. I love Today

    Well if you have read my entry on the BridgeBlogs.com and have come to my Blog I thank you…
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