January 13th, 2006


center stage on the mic... and we're put'n it on wax... it's the new style!

you don't know me, but you don't like me
y'say you could care less how I feel
how many of you that sit and judge me
ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

e're en route to Ferdinand, IN where we're splitting this load and picking up the load that will take Bill and I to Bakersfield, CA. The fact that I can't be there until sometime Sunday morning/afternoon when it's supposed to be there at 5am on Saturday morning hasn't thwarted the powers that be in anyway. As many miles as we will have to cover in the next few days, I should be done with Bill by mid-week and have him into his own truck. While it sucks that I've gotten stuck with this load I know it comes with the life. With my birthday coming-up in a couple of weeks, I'll see if I can't parlay this into an extra day off around that weekend when I plan to visit welfy in Pennsylvania.

So what do I know about my new companion Bill? He's 47 and very, very recently divorced. You hear all sorts of divorce horror stories, but I believe this one belongs in the Poor Sap's Hall of Fame. He came home four days before Christmas and found his bride (a mere 21 years old) in bed with his brother. Bill proceeded to beat the ever-living shit out of his brother, which I can't say as I blame him. It's one thing if your old-lady runs around on you, it's another thing entirely when your own flesh and blood betrays you in such a manner. It's unthinkable.

His brotherly can o' whup-ass landed him in jail for a couple of days as well as a restraining order barring him from seeing his wife and the two year old daughter they have together. When he got out of jail, his wife and daughter of course had moved out...and he hasn't seen either of them since. Merry Christmas!

'm not typically one for making New Year resolutions, but this year I have a couple of goals I've set for myself. One them you are beginning to see this with entry. In addition to doing a complete overhaul of my journal layout in the very near future, I'm also going to be adding some style to each entry. I blame this on pugofwar, who, with his one brilliant journal entry per month, shames me into making my journal more interesting to look at in addition to being entertaining (hopefully). Don't worry; I don't intend to adopt a third person narrative style or carry-on long conversations with myself in the comments, but I do want to try something that will make my journal a bit distinctive and unique. Unfortunately, any of you who read your f-list with a black background will miss-out on some of these features, but I can't very well ask everyone who reads my journal to download a bunch of third-party fonts so this is the only reasonable alternative.

Another goal I have set for myself concerns my health. A few years ago my doctor recommended that I begin taking Niacin on a daily basis, to combat a genetic disposition I have toward bad cholesterol. I gave it a shot when i twas first recommended and at first had a hard time adjusting to the "flushing" sensation you get from taking it. Finally, though, I found a particular brand of "No Flush" Niacin which worked well for me, but I grew lazy and stopped taking it for nearly a year. The last weekend of December I renewed my commitment to it and have been doing well at taking it on a daily basis. Wow, that was boring. So much for being entertaining.

ast night I made a post to the found_objects community concerning some roadside art that Welf and I encountered on our trip to Niagara Falls. Rather than duplicate that entry here, I thought I'd spare you and simply provide a little teaser and encourage you to check out the entry over there.