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Monday, November 12, 2007

Stuff

The answer to the last entry's question: BBD = Bad Bad Dude, and was respected for it in those days too - lol. It was just shortend to BBD. MKLR came really close, and so did Abby.
MISS YOU MISS KITTY
I go in for the MRI on my neck early in the morning (tuesday)

Not feeling well - my back is killing me, my neck is killing me and I think that anti-anxiety medicine is actually making me depressed.
NOT FEELING WELL - HOPE YOUR DAY IS GOOD
Hope everyone is doing well. TTFN

Posted at 11:14 pm - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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The Fox Hunt

Back in the day (will leave the era up to your imagination).., at night we'd gather in our cars, trucks and hot rods on the shopping mall strip in Jacksonville (Arkansas) and tool the town with our C.B. Radios running hot.
MISS KITTY! HELLO DARLIN! Did you ever Do the CB Thing?
There was, Black Roach, KC, Silver Bullet, Eager Beaver, Sloppy Joe and oh so many more - including me.., "The B.B.D." as I was called. Do you seriously want to know what that stood for? I'll let you guess - AND NO - BLUES BRUTHA, you cant guess because I think you already know - LoL - unless you really don't know, then you can guess. I suppose we had about 20-25 people in our click, group, club, posse.., whatever you want to call it.
I MISSED YOU - ALWAYS DO,
We would have our "Fox Hunts" on Friday nights. Unless you run that game I guess you may not know what that is exactly . So for the lesser informed - One driver would be called the FOX. He and his vehicle companions. would drive around the city till he or she found a place to park, while the rest of us remained on the parking lot.
SPEAKING OF FOXES - MISS KITTY IS ONE FINE FOXY MOMMA
Once the Fox found his perch, so to speak, he would announce.., "The Hunt is On!" and proceed to give clues to his 10-20 (or location). Think of it in terms of an advanced..,"I spy with my little eye".., game. "I see yellow lights, a four-way stop and a sweet red roller-skate parked about a half a tick down from me...."

If you know the city well, you would take the clues, run through your head what the Fox's vantage point would be and off you go! This could go on into the wee hours of the morning. When the Fox is found - the first person to find the Fox, then becomes the Fox. If the Fox was not found...ever.., then the next Fox Hunt Night - a vote was held for the next Fox.
I HOPE TO CATCH YOU SOON... NUB YA MUCH WOMAN
It was all fun till cheating set in and guys would start fighting each other over it. And I mean it got rough. We are talking fists, clubs, chains .. you name it, Not to worry. Your's truly never got involved in the bloody end of that crap. The point is - it was a fun game till the stupids got involved.., then it went in the terlet. Its like anything truly worthwhile - someone has to throw a monkey wrench in it. How sad is that.

Needless to say the violence took all the interest out of it, and I let the dummies have it. I wasn't a coward mind you - but seemed like there are more constructive things to do than being beat up or beating someone else up and spending time in jail.

Anyone guess what "The B.B.D." meant? LOL I'd be amazed if you guessed. NO CHEATING BY LOOKING UP PAST ENTRIES - Im trusting you guys. I dont think I mentioned it before, but might have and forgotten it. So no cheating. I know where you dont live. Honest!
MISS KITTY - DO YOU KNOW WHAT B.B.D. WAS? <SMILES>

Posted at 03:44 pm - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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Appeal for a Friend

Listen folks..., a quick note: Remember Amy who sings these marvelous Cher songs, one of which I posted not too long ago? She really needs your prayers. Without going into details she's really gone through some hard times, suffering from health woes and loss of a family member and now a new health concern has come up. I just found out a few minutes ago She goes into the hospital this morning..., and She's a buddy of mine.., so keep her in your prayers if you will. http://bix.yahoo.com/person/Karaokelady38

Posted at 06:16 am - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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Sunday, November 11, 2007

They Are People Too!

This one isn't my usual wise cracking self. A dear friend and I were discussing issues of weight with people, and how often they are looked at like a zoo oddity. There is NOTHING really funny about it..., at least no more than with us so called normal weighted people ( I lost a a little more weight, down to 199 pounds by the way Daveman needs a new pair of pants now! YAY! ME ).

MISS KITTY - HOPE YOUR MORNING IS GOOD!!!

Some of you may recall the morbidly obese lady of whom I came to her defense when these two couples felt it their duty to approach this girl who was minding her own business and berate her. "You F*ing pig! Cow! Whale!..."..,and the lady was i tears - which made these two men and women all the happier and more determined to destroy any self esteem she could have left. This event took place when i was like 17 or 18 I think.

Anyone who finds that kind of behavior funny can not be a friend of mine. I make fat jokes once in a while, but I try to keep it light, and NEVER directed it at anyone for the sake of torment or debasement at all. Still sometimes I wonder if thats even right to do.I personally feel we should be able to JOKE about our imperfections and or differences - but never as a direct means to deliberately insult a human being. Understand the difference?

I didn't think twice. The woman was in tears, and these IDIOTS were the source of her distress and it had to stop. I went over stood up to the idiots - the guys acted like they wanted to fight me over the whole matter as if it was their right to do what they done. I have my ways of getting them to see the reality that I was mad enough it would have taken five more if they wanted to take me down over it.

They left, calling me names like, Hog lover! and so on. You know how that class of people are. Didn't phase me at all. So I sit down on the bench with this woman tried to calm her down...,

"Those guys were the real freaks, miss. You are a wonderful human being. You have more class than any of those hooligans will even have in their lifetimes. Look at me.., (and she looks).., I think you are a great person. Who are you going to listen to? People who have no decency or me? Who's words or opinions of you matters more?"

In about 10 minutes I had her laughing at jokes I made about the freaks who tormented her. I was proud she shirked it off so quickly. So we parted ways, knowing she felt better.

As you may or may not recall the following day on the campus - I saw a girl I had my eye on for a while, and wanted to go talk to her.. and so I did. While I was talking to her, out of the blue came this LARGE TORPEDO who knocked this girl several feet - she was okay except for some scrapes and massive confusion. What happened was, the overweight woman had built up speed and threw her body weight into the girl. "STAY THE #ELL AWAY FROM MY MAN!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Talk about miscommunication. She assumed from my trying to restore her dignity, she and I were an item. Even so, there are ways of handling situations like that. She should have talked to me and saved herself embarrassment and heart break not to mention the dusting the innocent party got. Needless to say, the then, object of my affections wanted nothing to do with me, feeling she had been duly served a serious hostile restraining order.

Question: How would YOU try to help someone like that - in obvious distress, you try to help them retrieve a level of dignity, and you do not want to give them the wrong impression? Did I do wrong somewhere along the line? Say the wrong thing? I know I never told her at any point I was in love with her - so what did I do wrong from your point of view?

MISS KITTY FEEL FREE TO OFFER YOUR TWO CENTS WORTH

I cant say that I would just LET some dolts torment anyone like that again - so really for future reference, what would you say I did wrong? As for me - I think if it happens again - do the rescue - but leave ASAP to avoid misunderstandings. There is NO WAY on this earth I could sit idly by and watch someone being verbally assaulted like that. The same goes for physical assults as well.

AND I CARE ABOUT YOU - BIG TIME, MISS KITTY

I do care about people - but the dumb @$$es.., not so much.

Posted at 07:13 pm - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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Daveman Emergency Broadcast

The Mojo is loose! Beware - if you find it, do not approach! So not shoot it because you'll just get him mad. And never, ever dart it because that makes him all freaky. Just whistle, call or scream for Daveman. I will handle it.
MISS KITTY - YOU ARE THE ONLY OTHER PERSON WHO CAN TAME MOJO
There is only one other person qualified to tame my loose Mojo, but since that person is not present, you'll just have to call me.
HOPEFULLY MOJO WILL COME HOME ON HIS OWN...,
If the Mojo wanders close and bares its fangs - do not panic - thats just the way it smiles. Its almost adorable .., okay.., its really not but do not tell Mojo that. Its very sensitive. I have to have Mojo back because without Mojo as motivation, no new blog entries will be forth coming. Forthwith and fifth-with, too.
MOJO LOVES YOU SO THATS A START.
This concludes the Daveman Emergency Broadcast; Have a good morning. But if you accidentally tick off poor Mojo..., never mind.

Posted at 01:02 am - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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