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Name: Jared
Location: Little Rock, Arkansas, United States
Birthday: 3/4/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: my wife heather, living in benton arkansas for the first time
Expertise: bass guitar, writing, eating
Occupation: Lab tech for GMQ
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  mononinja912
Member Since:
5/14/2005
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| I don’t know about you but March madness just isn’t as exciting as it has been in the last couple years I want some upsets people come on! I want Duke to lose and for them to cry real bad about it. Peyton Manning is so Brett Favre right now ugh just make a decision already! Yep I used an exclamation mark and I liked it! I’m starting to hate his guts it’s almost worse than Brett Favre. Gregg Oden is gone and it’s sad that guy had so much potenial for the Blazers who I don’t even care about. What else the Lakers traded Fish for some no name out of Cleveland and he went to the Rockets try to make sense of that one.
I got the new Impending Doom CD it’s awesome so far and it’s sorta different, but that’s ok it’s still awesome. They just sound like As I lay Dying now and that makes sense since he produces their CD’s I telling you this album is going platinum it’s so good. And people are buying it right and left on Itunes it’s so good. It’s Metaltastic! I like it can you tell.
Things are good.
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| I don’t know where to start, uh I haven’t done this in a long time so this might take a while, but I really have no excuse. Why should someone ever have an excuse for blogging is beyond me it’s really just a hobby of mine. It would be great if this were my only job though. I got a part-time job at D’s Catering where my wife works and it’s great I’m there like 10 hours a week so I’m not too attached, but I’m still working there and I really like it a lot. I get to work with the best person ever, my wife and she gets to work with me, lucky her! Yep it’s a pretty good deal I think, no I know it is. I’m still looking for something that is full time though, which sucks, I hate looking for jobs it just sucks, people have first impressions and that’s all and you can’t base everything on those really can you. I know I can’t I have to know a person before I can trust them with a job if I was hiring that is. But I’m not so I can’t do that. I would like to have my own business sooner or later though. I want to own my record label and music studio, but that’s just a dream for now.
So the Bears signed Brandon Marshall I hope he works out for them we could really use some receivers like him. I like Cutler a lot, but he needs better receivers and a better Offensive line if you ask me. The bears have never been a great offensive force though. They always rely more on defense. The defense is still good, but recruiting is always a good idea for defense, because defense wins championships, and I want a championship! Soon I hope.
Baseball is almost it’s just pre-season or as they call it spring training, baseball seems to have a different name for everything don’t they? Baseball is so different, there’s no time, the parks aren’t all measured the same, which I like, but it’s just a different sport that’s all. I love baseball though it’s really the first sport I’ve ever liked every since I was a little kid really collecting baseball cards and I had thousands. It’s great I love baseball.
I really want to see John Carter, it looks really good and I have heard it was too so I am going to see it soon sometime soon that is. Ugh I don’t know what to write now I guess I should stop now I really though this was going to be longer than this though well it’s not so long bloggers.
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| It's been a pretty good week. I'm ampping up for Halloween. I want to be Wolverine, and Heather wants to be an eighties girl. Maybe I can be eighties Wolverine and she can be an eighties girl. Or an eighty year old Wolverine, which would just look the same because he doesn't age. What if he did? That would be weird. I found a Wolverine mask for 25 dollars on the internet, that's not too bad. We'll see what happens.
I really want some new music soon or I will just get some CD's from the Library I guess. I found New Found Glory, Mighty Mighty Bosstones and two Jimmy Eat World CD's at Goodwill. All together they were 8 bucks, but I decided not to get them since I already spent some money today on some stuff we needed. I also found an old Encomium CD at Goodwill. I still have it. I still have my Mexico Mexico CD and Dark Save the Star CD's, We have two of those. What happened to good bands from Arkansas? We have like two now. The Monastics and Snake Driver. I still haven't seen Snake Driver, every time they play here it's like with fifty other bands. And I still have Becoming Saints music on our computer.
I found a Bait Shop I might go fishing later. You can check out rods and reels at the Benton Library how cool is that.
I found a place called Guitars and More where you can sell local CD's I might burn some Monotone Destroyer CD's and sell them there.
I'm still looking for work. I have never disrespected a trait, like being a mechanic or butchering, or even flooring. It's good honest hard work that all men should do sometime in their life. It's just manly. I applied to be a meat cutter at Harp's and I would like to get it. Please pray for me to get this job, but if it doesn't happen I know something will come my way. God provides what you need not what you don't.
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Stripes
By Bill Murray, John Candy, Harold Ramis, Warren Oates, P.J. Soles
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Right now I don't even feel like I am a writer anymore, I don't do this as often as I should. If I am ever going to write a book like I want too I need to do this more often. I want to achieve that in this Lifetime sometime. I Have no Idea why I stopped writing so much. I don't like excuses and yet I really have none. This is good for me. Once I watched a preacher on TV who said "An Excuse is just a lie that we try to make for something else," or something like that. It's hard to explain when there is a good excuse, all excuses are bad. Now are all of them lies? I don't think so, but most of them are. They're just as worthless as lies I will tell you that.
We went to a Wedding and it reminded me of how beautiful life really is, It was really pretty, everything about it was. It was really fun. Got to see some old friends again too. I really liked the music in the wedding, it was all Christian music I think, but I think I heard Goo Goo Dolls and Bryan Adams too. Anyway it was great, our friends Shad and Karis are married now.
They drove off in a Corvette Convertable, which was cool. It was red and looked like new. It was real shiny. I got a picture of them in it on my facebook. I'm wondering when the word Facebook will be put in the dictionary, it's in mine alright.
I really miss having a job, I felt so lucky to have one at Walmart until it began to suck, which didn't take long. But this is just so hard for me to even get a job. I don't have a lot of experience and the longest I have ever been somewhere is almost two years so that's not very long. My employment is few and far between too, mostly because of school though. I know God has a plan for us, but right now I really don't understand. I just want something I like or that I can at least tolerate right now. I would really like to have a career. Sometimes I still feel like I don't exactly know where I want to work. I have many options, but it's hard to narrow down to just one.
I really want to be in a band again it's been almost three years. I can't get this out of my system nore do I want to, and writing music by myself sometimes isn't enough I miss the comradary that comes with a band. Music can really bring people together. It's has that ability about it. No matter what kind of music it is. It was intended to glorify God. People have changed that so much now. I still just play around on guitars, it's fun, I have no idea of stopping or retiring. It's too much fun for me.
I had found a really good video series of bass lessons by this guy named Stu Hamm on youtube. It's good for me to learn some more techniques. Not being in a band has really humbled me though. I'm not as good as I thought I was I guess.
This afternoon I am going to Downtown Music to see a friend's band, The Monastics, in a battle of the bands. It's been over a year since I have been to a show. The last one I went to was Living Sacrifice and Soul Embrace at the Village. That was a good show.
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| She’s a Knockout
Joey and George bust through Fletcher’s slightly open apartment door, George moves in front dancing like a boxer does during a fight, and Joey stays back copying his dance and then punches George in the arm lightly, then again in the stomach softly, George bends down his head slightly and says, “ow”.
“Oh quit, whining you big baby,”
Fletcher stands behind his couch and he sees them come in and says “ Hey you guys get back from your boxing class at the gym?” they stop dancing, but remain standing behind the counter.
Joey responds with “Yeah, man you should come with us sometime.”
“Oh no, I’ve never really fought anyone at least not physically.”
“Come on, Fletcher they’ll train you,” George says.
Suddenly Ilene enters Fletcher’s apartment while walking backwards along with her female boss pelting Ilene in the head with a French bread roll. They walk toward the couch and Ilene trips over the armrest and landed on a cushion. Her boss stops hitting her and she looks at Joey and George, and she asks, “Why are you two dressed like that?”
Joey and George are still dressed in sweat shirts that supports they Alma mattars. Joey went to NYU, George went to Ithaca. Joey’s shirt is blue with white letters and George’s shirt is gray with white letters. “We just got back from boxing class,” said George.
“Really,” says Ilene’s boss, then she points her left index finger at George and continues “ You, me in the ring, at three pm.”
“After Recess?”
Ilene’s boss then goes to the refrigerator, opens the door and grabs an orange soda out of the refrigerator; she opens it and takes a sip. She asks Fletcher “Hey you like orange soda?”
Fletcher gulps and says “Yeah,”
“ You can drink it while you’re watching me pummel your friend, I’m leaving, Ilene, that copy better be on my desk by tomorrow morning!”
“ It’ll be there.” Says Ilene then her boss stomps out the door and slams it.
“Who the heck was that?” Says Joey.
“That Elizabeth Sargo, my tyrant of a boss.” Ilene says.
“Well, Sargo is going down tomorrow, right George?” Joey says.
George says throws down his arms across his chest, and slamming them down on the counter. “What? I can’t fight a woman.”
“ It doesn’t matter, she will fight you George, I once saw this woman hit a monkey in the face at the zoo, cause it took her banana from her,” Ilene says.
“Well, she shouldn’t have been eating a banana then.” Joey says.
“What a woman!” Fletcher says.
“Fletcher, she stole one of your sodas, and got breadcrumbs all over your apartment,” Ilene says.
“I don’t care she’s sexy.”
“I guess this means you’re coming to fight tomorrow.” Joey says.
“You got it, Joey, I will be in front row.”
“Heh, we all will, except for you, you’ll have a better seat than us.” Joey says.
“Knock her out the box, George,” Ilene says.
George turns to Joey and says “ I’m scarred, Joey, hold me?”
“Chin up George, you won’t get hurt at all,” Joey says.
George is sitting on a stool in the red corner of the ring and Sargo is sitting on a stool in the blue corner. She is wearing black shorts and a black tank top, and black laced up boots. She has her wavy blond hair up in a ponytail, and she has black boxing gloves. George is wearing blue shorts, red boxing gloves, and white laced up boots. Joey, Fletcher and Ilene are all sitting together looking on from the front row of the bleachers; Fletcher is drinking an orange soda he brought from home. The bell rings loudly, George stands and doesn’t move far from his corner, Sargo stands up quickly and hi-steps her way to George. They don’t touch gloves instead, Sargo spits on him. The bell rings and the match begins. George raises his hands up and holds his guard up against his face. He starts to lift his feet up, left then right, left then right he continues and he becomes less and less scarred. Sargo throws her left arm out and over hits George’s gloves. Sargo jabs at George’s stomach, with her right hand, but George blocks it again. Sargo gets frustrated a little bit and starts to grit her teeth. She lets her guard down and taunts George saying “ Come on try to fight me!”
George gets pissed off and thinks well alright then and throws a right cross into Sargo’s face punching her right in the nose and her left eye she goes down for the count. Fletcher takes a spit take of his orange soda, projectiles it on to the ring, Joey stands up and raises his fist in the air, Ilene stays seated and shakes her fist and yells,” you got her George.” After the ten count, she’s announced to be knockout by the referee. George tends to feel a little disgusted by what he did, after twenty seconds he raises his hands up, and then he puts them down and returns to his corner. The referee calls medics and she is rushed to the ER.
The next day George was freaking out about what he had done in the match. He went to Fletcher’s apartment to ask for help for making a decision.
“What should I do?” George says.
“Well… I think you should apologize to her,” Fletcher says.
“Apologize? I think she had it coming.” Joey says.
“No Fletcher’s right, I should apologize. Where does Ilene work again?” George sighs.
“Nelson, Stevens publishing, on 8th street.” Joey says.
George arrived at Nelson, Stevens Publishing. He asked the receptionist where Elizabeth Sargo’s office was; it’s on the eighth floor to the left. George enters her office.
“Hey remember me? I know that’s a stupid question, I’m the one who gave you that shiner there.”
Sargo was shocked; she didn’t think she would ever see George again. George could see that she was shocked by the expression her face.
“I just wanted to say I’m sorry about it.”
She didn’t say anything, she just motioned a nod and pointed out the door, so George felt relieved.
The next day at his apartment George received a letter. He opened, “See you in Court,” He said. The suit was for a thousand dollars. He was to meet in court a month later.
George told his friends: Joey, Ilene, and Fletcher about it and asked them to come for support.
Everyone showed up and George entered the room as the plaintiff. Sargo was the defendant. As in tradition the Judge asked if Sargo could state her case.
“I was in a boxing match with this guy and he hit me dead square in the eye and now I have a black eye!”
The Judge responded with “ Wait a minute you two were in a boxing match together? Was it an organized match?”
“Yes it was at a gym I go to every week, where I take boxing classes.” George said.
“ There’s no case for you, you knew what you were getting into, Sargo, Judgment rules with the Plaintiff.”
George shouted, “I knew it!”
George was congratulated by his friends, and they all went out to celebrate his victory, at a local bar.
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