WHAT EVER I WANT

Well, this is strange?

2010-02-01T11:03:00.000-08:00

I try to leave and I get 70 hits a day here, I change my mind to keep this one blog open and you all leave? WTF?
So now I'm all confused on what to do? Do I stay or do I go now? (so I ripped off that from a song big fucking deal, you've done it too)

So I am doing a lot off baking today I started by doing a yellow cake and another batch of mystery cookies and will finish it all of with an apple pie some time today. I also put the finishing touches on my broken chair (I had to sand it down) For pictures go here www.kensnewblog.wordpress.com Yep that's where all the good stuff is happening now a days!

So what is gonig on?

2010-01-28T11:59:00.000-08:00

Here I am trying to leave this site and you all just keep stopping in? Well I guess this blog will stay active, just don't expect to see pictures or video's on here.
That would take an act of congress to get me to do. But as long as you are stopping in I will post something that I hope will be worthy of your visit. So off I go to see what I can come up with.

Here is the new address/ good by to blogspot

2010-01-26T05:41:00.000-08:00

Okay, I'm saying good by to blogspot, it was fun but you suck! I'm tierd of all the little quirks. I'm at wordpress now and it seems to be going just fine.

So here is where you may find me. wwwkensnewblog.wordprss.com Please stop by and say hi!

Ipods!!! Here we go AGAIN!!!!

2010-01-21T14:55:00.000-08:00

Okay, for those of you who missed my posts on "Ken's blog" about the troubles with I pods.. well your out of luck (in less you go there and look them up) Okay, now a few months ago I was on my way to the bus stop to go see my mother (good son that I am)When I stopped to talk to a gentleman about some work. We got talking and before I knew it I had to RUN for the bus stop. Well in my haste I lost my ipod. I tried looking for it that night and the next day, but it was gone. So as I was heading through the mall I ran in to a friend who works there and we started talking. He heard my tale about my ipod and said one had been turned in. And low and behold it was mine!.... Two days later it went tits up ( I figured that it dropping off me while I was at a dead run might of had something to do with it). So I took it back, I had the extended warranty so it was no big deal. well a couple months go by and I get a new laptop, down load itunes on to it and plug my ipod in thinking it will clear my ipod and I will have to reload my songs.. No big deal. Well I didn't need to it worked just fine and dandy, Then today I wanted to add a few songs on to it and charge it up, no biggy right?...... WRONG!! IT SAID IT WAS FULLY CHARGED AND SO i WENT TO DISCONNECT IT AND BAM!!! Even unplugged for an hour it was still telling me it was plugged in to my pc. So off to best buy I go, I show them my information and ipod and the young lady just goes and grabs another one (red which should of gave it away to me I always wanted a red one but there 16 gig and out of my price range) And gives me a new warranty and out the door I go, its not in till I have loaded a ton off songs on it that I realise that it is in fact a 16 gig and not the 8 gig like I had. So I really can't take it back, its used right? Oh hell I don't care as much trouble as I have had with ipods (this is number 11) I'm keeping the damn thing best buy THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!

Freaks on the bus

2009-11-13T15:44:00.000-08:00

So now we have had our bus system up and running for 2 years. And you get to see just how many FREAKS we have in the little town (75,000) of Bend Oregon. Every time I ride the bus I feel I need a shower! Now I worked for 4 1/2 years at a homeless shelter so I'm pretty use to most things but this getting out of hand. I have a contact buzz going on after every ride. And today there was they guy who likes to talk to the window, and the window was really funny today, I guess.

What do you mean "FREE?"

2009-09-30T08:34:00.000-07:00

Okay you all have heard of "free checking" right?
Well if it's really "free checking" then how come we have to keep putting money in the bank to cover the checks we right? Free in deed.

Just a thought, and just so you know I have never written a bad check, this was just a thought I had.

WTF #5

2009-09-01T21:46:00.000-07:00

Okay, I have 14 steps in my town house, I run up and down them all day long and have for 5 years ...no problem.

I'm over house/dog sitting for my nephew Taylor while he is throwing sticks at Elk and he has 2 steps.....(that I guess I can't walk down very well. I rolled my ankle. So for the next oh 4 to 6 weeks I will be a crip. 2 fucking steps......pisses me off!

3333.3

2009-07-14T15:57:00.001-07:00

3333.3 Miles on the bike.........Now what?

WTF #4

2009-07-06T09:39:00.001-07:00

WTF was this guy thinking? I mean really come on! (photo by TGT)

A mile stone

2009-07-02T09:50:00.000-07:00

3 thousand 3 hundred miles on my bike... I never thought I would own it long enough to put that many miles on it. I usually would of bought a new one a long time ago, but I love this bike!

A walk down memory lane

2009-06-23T16:25:00.000-07:00

Okay well maybe its a long walk down memory lane but its still a walk (right?)

I went to my parents house today, which is nothing new of course. But while I was there I helped my mother make 2 of her award winning apple pies. I haven't been involved in the making of apple pies in like 35 to 40 years, but you know what I found out? I still love eating the left over pie crust doe when we are done..... That brought back so many old memory's of helping in the kitchen when I was a little younger. Plus I grabbed a few pointers on a few tricks in making said pies. All in all I came away with one of the best days I have had in a long time. And that's saying something!

I want to know

2009-06-08T08:32:00.001-07:00

I want to know what kind of searches are bringing people to your blog. And what are they looking for that gets them there,oh and do they come back and see your post later? come on lets hear from ya!

2009-06-01T08:49:00.000-07:00

I counted 15 of these little guys, that is the most I have ever seen in one family!

This little guy was so funny to watch, he couldn't make up his (her) mind which way to go!

And this is the only baby this momma had I think the Otters and Raccoons got to them.

Lost and found

2009-05-27T19:45:00.001-07:00

Well a few posts ago (may have been on my other blog) I told you about me losing my eye glasses two years ago, I had thought that they were lost in 2 feet of snow in the woods at my brothers place. Well they were at my brothers place, they were found in the couch in the little cabin I stay in while I'm there, Of course they are no good to me now, my eyes have gotten to the point that I need glasses all the time and they were just reading glasses. But at least I now where they are right now.....stuffed inside an old boot! (I think)

Whats up with Ken 6

2009-05-18T15:52:00.000-07:00

Okay here is the deal, I just came home from mom and dads. I helped dad run wire for his new TV in the motor home, and got a rocker/recliner out of the deal.

Wednesday I will be heading over to my brothers to help him with his major over haul of his log cabin. But first we will be making a fishing trip (IT IS HIS BIRTHDAY ON WEDNESDAYS AND MINE ON THURSDAY) We try to do something together every year at this time even though we are 3 years apart (and one day). I will be at his place for who knows how long could be two weeks. I will try to sneak a post in every so often if I can!

I'm a fucking IDIOT!

2009-05-08T16:15:00.000-07:00

I have owned my camera for like a year and a half. I love the damn thing and use it all the time. But I have never been able to use the view finder, I have looked in the manual, online and on the disc, Nothing! So today I'm looking at the damn thing and see this little button that says EVF/LCD. I wonder what that means? I push the button.....nothing happens....Oh maybe I should turn the damn thing on! So I do and try it again and what do ya know..WHA LA! Now I'm the smartest idiot on the planet!

Strange but true

2009-05-07T20:20:00.000-07:00

Back in 1999 I broke (well crushed) my left thumb. I ripped the nail out by the root. And when it heeled the right side of the nail never re-attached to my thumb. It was always a pain I could never keep the damn thing clean, I know it sounds strange but its true. And today I go to look at it as I was cleaning my nails and low and behold it is attached and looks normal? WHEN IN THE HELL DID THIS HAPPEN?

Okay so I'm an ass hole, at least I'm good at it!

2009-03-13T13:32:00.000-07:00

So here is why I say I'm an asshole. 1. I have had stuff in my garage for over 4 years that belonged to the homeless shelter I worked for. While they were across the street from me they never offered to compensate me for it taking up the space in my garage. When they moved in July of 2007 to a new location They said that would remove all there things. And they kept saying this for the next year. When I was laid off in July of 2008, I asked that all there things be removed. And they said we will have it all out by the end of the week. Now they did come and take the things they wanted but left a bunch of other CRAP and said they would be back to get it. Okay here we are its March of 2009 and I still have there crap in there and I want to set my shop up. I'm pissed and send the president of the board of directors a bill for $700.00 And tell him to come get there crap. Now once again they have said they will get it........... but have failed to mention payment! This will not stand I am an asshole and it runs in my family so it come natural to me and I'm pretty good at it! We shall see what happens with my next email.

Now for #2. I'm out riding my bike on some trails today and I am coming up on a lady walking her dog without a leash. I let her know I'm coming but since her dog is loose she can't hold him/her. It of course moves out in front of me and I hit the brakes hard and miss the dog by that much! While I am stopped I thought it would be a good time to inform her just how stupid she is. I tell her "they have a leash law here and your dog should be on one" She replies "my dog wont hurt anyone" ............ HELLO! So I reply "Lady how about this" I am riding my bike and your dog steps out in front of me" " I hit the dog doing 20mph" I fall and break my arm and crack my head open, my bike is a mess" Then I would sew you for all damages and a little for my pain and suffering" Then to top it all off I hit your dog doing 20mph with a 2" tire and 200lbs. Your dogs back is broken and has to be put down". Or you could put your fucking dog on a leash and we can all enjoy this lovely day? what would you think was a better way to go?"

She just looked at me like I had just shot her husband or something, bent down and put the leash she had in her pocket on the dog and walked away........ What a BITCH!

Oh I feel so much better now!

Less is more right?

2009-03-11T21:10:00.000-07:00

That's right, its the bad boy in me coming out.....NOT! This is about less is more as it says in the title. Okay, 2 weeks ago I went to get my eyes checked. I knew I needed glasses that is old news, I had them before for reading and lost them. But the were having a sale and I was having trouble with reading so I went in. They gave me my Rx and I got a pair of reading glasses (bi folds) Then I started noticing that when I was in a store or looking in the distance it wasn't so Sharp anymore? So last night I was watching a movie (Transporter 3) and was again having trouble. So I put my bi folds on and BAMB always clear? I took them of and it went fuzzy again? Hummmm how can just plain glass do this I wondered? So I pull out the script the doc gave me and low and behold my left eye had gone south.... WAY south. So my reading glasses were not just reading glasses, but also straight out seeing glasses. How could I not know this? So I thought the doc had not told me, if he had it would of changed the glasses I bought by a bunch. So I started to get made, but I also started to think back to that day, and then I remembered something he had said. He had said something like "You will be able to read much better now and you will need them to drive do to the left eye". Why that did not stick in my head I think is because I don't drive and when he said that I was thinking no big deal I don't drive who cares. See now if he would of said "You will also be able to see you fool" Then I would of listened. So I went in to Binyons today with my Rx to see about getting a pair of glasses that I could wear just to see, ones without the bifocals. I thought I would get transition lenses, for sun light really bugs my eyes. It was cheaper (by a lot) to get two pair of glasses one for when I'm in doors and one for outdoors. So I now have 3 pair of glasses instead of just one pair because I didn't pay attention. But I still got all three for less than I would of gotten 1 pair of no line, transition lenses.
So I spent less and got more. But I will have to carry 3 pair of glasses with me in till I can get the ones I want. That should be sometime in the 22nd century!

WTF 3

2009-03-09T09:18:00.001-07:00

HURRY, HURRY GET YOUR NEW DIGITAL TV NOW!

We all heard this right? So I went out and bought a new TV it is a 26" with built in DVD player. Not the best on the market but hey I needed a TV so what the hey?

Well I have had it for 1 month and a week. And love the picture and sound and all, but....... Last night I wanted to watch a movie and tried to slide one in to the player. It wouldn't go in? I looked and it said there was a dvd already in? I hit the eject button......... Nothing?. I checked the dvd case of the last movie I watched and it was in there! So I am going to be taking this POS back to BEST BUY and telling them in the calmest way I can..... Okay I will tell them to shove this piece of crap up there ass and give me a new one. Let me tell you the rest of the story.... When I bought this tv they gave me it and I took it home... (like you couldn't figure that out?) Opened it up and there was no power cord, no remote, no owners manual! I take it back only to find that they had given me a tv that had been returned once already!. So I am just a little PISSED OFF at them right now! We will see what happens, I just hope I don't have another story on this to post tonight!

Whats up with Ken 5

2009-03-05T17:19:00.000-08:00

Well Ken is waiting for a cd from his beautiful daughter. It will have a bunch of new photos + some short videos of his grandson. No one can get tired of seeing that young man. And I miss him and his mother very much, phone calls just aren't the same as being there.

Just another blonde joke

2009-03-02T17:20:00.000-08:00

A blond takes a shirt in to the dry cleaners. The lady behind the counter says "come again"
The blond replies "no this time its tooth paste".

Oh you thought it was funny stop it!

Whats up with ken 4

2009-02-23T06:08:00.000-08:00

Well I'm not sure. I will be heading over to my nephews today to tie up some lose ends. But other than that I don't know whats going on. Oh I will be getting a slight adjustment to my dentures but its just a miner adjustment. But I could have some time off so I could get some pictures taken. So that's whats up with me, Whats up with you?

Well what do you know!

2009-02-18T19:36:00.000-08:00

Well they got it right! See the new tooth? See how they are not hurting me? See that big smile?

Well that smile is because I may (yes I said may only have a couple quick trips over the next week or so then I'm done). It all started with a phone call on the 2nd of June. I had a few visits then surgery on the 10th of July. And now I have the best smile in town!

Whats up with Ken 3

2009-02-18T06:34:00.000-08:00

So today is the day I give the dentist another chance to piss me off. I will be heading there in just a few to have them try (again) to make the final plate, and replace the tooth that cracked (again). I will be without my teeth all day (again). and pick them up late in the afternoon after they try to kill me, I mean adjust them!. We will see if they can get it right this time.............. I will of course let you know!

WTF 2

2009-02-12T19:22:00.000-08:00

So my last dentist apointment was today............NOT!
It was supposed to be today. But that would just be to convenient.
So I show up on time and a little early even. they take me back and start making molds and putting foul tasting CRAP in my mouth that will not GO AWAY!. But hey this is my last trip to the dentist......NOT!. So then they take my dentures and say, "Come back at 3:20 and we will do a fit, then you will be coming in over the next week 3 or 4 times for us to adjust them......WHAT? But I keep my mouth shut after all these people have been really good to work with and I like 3 out of the four of them. So off I go.

3:20 comes around and I am at the dentist...... waiting for my dentures to show the fuck up. They do and I dont know what time it was that they did but it should of been a clue for what was about to come. I get in the damn chair and the lady (the one I don't like) is messing around with my teeth, I ask her if I could see the new tooth (one had been broken when she got the plate to thin). And she says oh yeah um I need to talk to you about that..................
They didn't have a tooth there with the right color except one with gold edges on it.......What the fuck! They had known for at least 2 months that that tooth was going to be replaced and they didn't think to see if they had one? I was not happy! Then she put the upper plate in, and it fit really well and was all smooth and I relaxed a bit. (trust me that was short lived) Then she started messing with the bottom plate. And she went to put it in. OMFG what the hellllllll! That hurts like hell! she was like what and pushes down on them. I pulled away from her and said in the kindest tone I could "That hurts". she calls the dentist in. he messes around with them trying to set them this way and that way but all it was doing was cutting the fuck out of me! He keeps messing with them taking them back to this room and fucking with them. Finaly he figures out that the lab set them at an angel. So they put a temp liner in and say that I will have to bring it in to be redone AGAIN when I bring the top in for the new tooth... Like I would come in with out the bottom or something? So my last visit is going to be..... WHO THE FUCK KNOWS WHEN!

U/S

Blast from the past 2

2009-02-07T09:39:00.000-08:00

This blast is for my parents and there 55th wedding anniversary. That is a long time for two people to stay together. And we their children are very proud of them. I hope they have many more of these yet to come!

And it was!

2009-02-02T07:12:00.000-08:00

The Superbowl was just that, a Superbowl. Although I would of liked to see the Cardinals get there first Superbowl before the Steelers got there 6th. The game was a good one and went down to the wire. It was a good game and I hope the next one is as good.

In another note I will be back at my nephews this week. So I wont be doing a lot of post. But I will be getting some ready to do. As in my 300th post on "Ken's blog" and my 100th post on my "Ask me" blog. So you will be hearing to much from me next week. SORRY!

Whats up with Ken?

2009-01-26T15:48:00.000-08:00

Well, this is my new love (at least she thinks so) She loves her uncle ken, who else would spend the day out in 16 degree weather fixing her fence to her play pin.

Then there is this guy I get (have) to look at when I'm in the house! My nephew shot this a couple years ago with a bow. Not bad for his first try! But there's not of room for him to go up!

I had one guy tell me today when I showed him this picture on my camera that it was a nice looking Moose, Just so you know its an ELK!

Two miles stones a coming!

2009-01-24T11:01:00.000-08:00

I have two miles stones coming, both on the other two blogs, My ask me blog is coming up on its 100th posting. I am working on a post idea for that post I hope you all will join in on it. My other blog is soon to hit its 300th post, Never did I dream when I started it I would be at 300 posts. I hope to also have a special post for that also.
It just seems strange that I am still doing blogging and loving it more all the time I have made some good friends on here and continue to do so. So some time next month we will have a cyber party! Wahoo!!!

U/S

Whats up with Ken 2

2009-01-22T22:55:00.000-08:00

Well I told you that I took my office space and split it up, I now have it set up here Upstairs and I have one set up in my room. This has been both a curse and a blessing. Curse: I at first left my Dell computer upstairs, then found out that I like working in my room a lot. So I switched the computers, I was using a HP (old) and put it up her and it was running so slow I couldn't take it any more. I pulled out the POS E machines I bought in 07. This thing had the mother board go bad and was just inside the warranty. So they replaced it. I was using it and 90 days later it stopped working and said" Your code for windows is not legal" Now I never put no DAMN code in, but it didn't hear me I guess because it just clammed up. So I had to wipe it all out and re do the thing like it was new. It worked, for 90 days. I was so happy........ I called the company (Gateway) and asked them what was up? They said: "Your computer is out of warranty we can't help you"........ I again was so happy. I unplugged the damn thing and sat it a side. There it sat, and sat....... Then two days ago I was so tired of the slow HP That I broke out the POS And installed it all again knowing that in 90 days it was once again going to be a paper weight.

Well today I was running around window shopping, and went in to a computer store. I shopped around and started talking to one of the salesmen. I told him what was going on. He said all I had to do was stand on my head stick my thumb some where unpleasant and click this and that and it should take care of it for me....... HUH?. I thanked him and acted like I understood 1/2 of what he said. I then went to the store I bought the POS at. I talked to a GEEK there and he said ohhhh, all you have to do is put one hand on the floor stick your feet out as fast as you can run in a circle and make a whoop whoop sound like the three stooges and bam your up and running.......... HUH? Okay I was so happy.

I messed around with it after I had gotten home, I went in to properties scrolled done and found the code.... and above the code it said "activate tomorrow" ? So I looked on the back of the CPU and there was the "Windows" sticker. This was the only part of what either guy had told me I understood. So I checked the code that was on it against the code in the computer, NOT EVEN CLOSE to the same!. So I clicked on the icon that said inter new code. And I interred the code that was on the back of the CPU. Hit the okay button and........... "Windows does not recognise the code you interred, please check the code and inter it again......... I was so happy.
But I checked the code, and what do you know I entered 4 letter/numbers wrong...yes I said wrong, damn hard to tell 6 and G and B and 8 apart when your not wearing your glasses and your reading upside down.
So I put the code in again making sure (via a magnifying glass) that it was right and clicked inter...........waiting...........waiting........BING Your windows code is valid........I WAS SO HAPPY! So I went online and wasn't on but a minute and bam, sweeper pops up, some bug was trying to get into my computer. It was blocked and I am sweeping it for any traces of the nasty bug. I just may have two good computers after all. If not well I will be so happy..........

U/S duhhhh

Blast from the past 1

2009-01-22T06:05:00.000-08:00

For my first blast from the past I am doing this photo. One because it just bust me up so bad. (my hair is long because I hated I mean HATED getting it cut) and two My sister doesn't know when it was taken. First let me inform you who is who in here. (left to right front to back) Ken (me) Richard, Steven,Terry, Reneee, Ali and the little guy is my nephew Taylor. Just to give you an idea how long ago this was I am House/dog sitting and mending a fence for Taylor at his house all next week. But this picture was taken in 1980/ maybe early 1981. For I moved to Houston in 81. And Taylor was born in 80 I do believe. But now back to my hair.... I mean hey it was COOOOL MAN to have your hair long like that back then. But the funny thing is now if it gets an inch long I'm going nuts and heading to get it taken care of. Oh I will not put ages to my brothers and sisters but let me put them in age order. Terry, Richard, Renee, Ken,Steven. Ali well lets just say she is still that young... she wishes. But I am 48 and working hard on 49 and Taylor is 28. So the whole famn damily is getting old. But we are still close and we are all still pissin' and moanin'. But there you have it my first blast from the past. Not all will be about the family, but a lot will. (they make for such good reading)

D/S

When will I learn? 1

2009-01-20T09:45:00.000-08:00

Yeah that's right I never told you about this one either, again read the name of the blog (man I sound so tough). Anyway:

I have this computer that was just sitting around holding the floor down because it has "Vista" in it and it would not work with the old wireless system I was using. But now that I have the new one I thought HEY I can use that upstairs, its a lot faster than the OLD one. So I hooked it up.
Then got a little reminder what the rest of the reason was that I no longer used it. It is telling me I have an illegal version of windows vista! (huh?) Well I have a restore disk and I am in the process of restoring it now. But I will have to do it again in 90 days when that ends, in less I can find a way to get a code for the vista.

I really hate that computer, I bought it new and 2 weeks before the warranty went out the motherboard did. I sent it off to get it fixed, now the warranty expired while in the shop. It hasn't worked right ever sense. I called and they said I had to pay for any repairs. I said it came BACK from your shop fucked up! It was under warranty when it got there WTF!

So I am installing this thing going on line and going to try to get it running right. But I refuse to drop one penny in to it! If $5 will fix it, it will return to being a paper weight!

OMG 1

2009-01-18T11:40:00.000-08:00

Okay so I never told you about the title "OMG" but just read the name of this blog.... get it!

Anyway, this is a true OMG! I really didn't think a person could think this way, and actually voice it! I met this person online, we were talking and I mentioned that I use to be addicted to meth and that I have been clean going on 7 years. Well this persons response just floored me! I was told that if I had ever been addicted to meth that there was no way I could ever quit. WHAT?
Then I was informed that I was a bold face lire and that I should face the fact that I am a drug user! WHAT?

I really, really tried to keep my cool. But as the conversation continued I just got pissed. I then offered this blog address to this person, and asked for them to read it. I also explained that I would not of told my story for my family and friends to read if it was not true!. I have not heard back from them on if they plan to read the story or not. But without reading the story, they will not be talking to me! I am that shallow!

U/S

Baby its cold out side

2009-01-17T09:20:00.001-08:00

This is what I woke to this morning (very late for me I might add) Now if you read my other blogs you will know the weather has been really nice lately, so this was a shock. I thought it would make for some good pictures right from my deck. What I should of thought is, "this would make some good shots from inside my town house!" It was fricking cold!! And did I even put on a jacket, let a lone a full out coat? NO! I was only going to be outside a second. Which turns out to be long enough to freeze my balls off!

But my parents are down in sunny Yuma, And I thought they should know what kind of hell there son was having to live through...... They love to laugh damn them anyway lmao.

So I hope they are putting there shorts on and going out to tan when they see these so they will feel guilty and just stay home. (that will happen.....NOT!)

D/S

Could be true #1

2009-01-16T00:04:00.000-08:00

It was a nice sunny day, warm and working on getting hot. There was just a slight breeze blowing but not even a wisp of a cloud in the sky. Some friends came over and asked if I wanted to go down to the river for a bar-b-Que. How could I refuse, I am always ready for a river trip and it is so close to the house I can walk back to get things if needed, So away I went.

After getting the spot picked out and everything all set up, I went for a walk down the river bank.
As I rounded a bend in the river I noticed something floating in the water and heading a way from me with the current. It looked like some white cushion are something like that it was moving away at a good pace. So I picked up my pace to see if I could catch up to it and see just what it was. I have found some pretty cool things in and on the banks of rivers. I have found countless pairs of sunglasses, fishing polls, tackle, clothing, money and so forth. As I got closer I could see that there was more to this thing than just what was on the surface. I could tell as parts that were under water would get caught on rocks and it would send the rest to spin in the current.

I finally got close enough to see that there was a arm that was just under the surface, This set my spinning. My pulse jumped 100%. I ran down the bank as fast as I could, now there was no time to waist. I hit the water and swam to the body, scared to death at what I was about to see. I have found body's before, and it isn't something you would ever get use to but you know you have to do it. I went and rolled it over to see the ugliest scare crow in my life! My heart just about jumped out my mouth, I wasn't thinking it would be a hoax. I mean who would do that sort of thing it could really mess with a persons head.

I did bring it back to the bar-b-Que, and we named him Chester the mind molester. He was the hit of the party.

A couple of weeks later we heard that he was spotted in Eugene some 70 miles away and was still partying hard, but had gotten some new cloths. This was back in the 70's and every once in a while I wonder what ever happened to good ol Chester.

Sometines it just don't pay!

2009-01-13T12:28:00.001-08:00

This is what the weather is like here today, BEAUTIFUL!! So I thought I would go to a place where I could get some breath taking photos just for you my readers. I hopped on my bike and headed out. I hit the trails at a high rate of speed.... 20 mph. Then I hit the ground.....HARD! when I hit this on the trail. (see below)

So I picked myself back up and made sure I was still in one piece (and I was) And I thought to my self, "Self what would Captain Danger do in this case?" Well captain danger would just slow down and go on to get the pictures for his readers. I now know I am not captain danger I then hit this rock you see below!

I picked myself up and made sure I was still all there (I may be wrong) And thought to myself "Self What would someone with even a half a brain do in this case?" I then WALKED my bike back to where there was not frozen snot and rode back to where I have been taking pictures for years, and what did I find when I got there........

I tell you what, This wasn't my day this water you see here is the trail I walk when taking pictures of the water fowl. As this picture and the one below show I was waisting my time. I came straight home and now my leg (left) and my backside as well as my right shoulder are starting to hurt.... Damn good thing I wear a helmet!

D/S

Dad, dad, What are you doin'?

2009-01-11T11:51:00.000-08:00

(dad) I'm trying to fix this thing son.
(son) Wow, what is it dad?
(dad) Its a blog son.
(son) Can I help?
(dad) Well uh I guess you could, see the fuzzy stuff around the edges?
(son) yeah? I think so.
(dad) well hand me that torch.... Thanks, (click Whoosh .... sounds of snap crackle pop, and the smell of burning brain cells)
(dad) well that's about all we can do here son.
(son) Did we fix it dad will it work now?
(dad) Well that's not up to us son that's up to the readers, if they go to the blog and play it will be okay, but we have to tell the readers how to find the blog it has been broke for a long time so people have forgotten it.Would you like to give them the address to the blog?
(son) Yeah, can I, that would be killer man.
(dad) okay, big boy you tell them how to get to the blog then.
(son) Okay, well if you go to http://www.ken-askmewhy.blogspot.com/ you can get there that way or you can just go to the blog roll to the right and click on "Ask me why" and then mark it as a favorite so you can find it easy. How was that dad?
(dad) Yes you did fine son, now I will tell them how to play and so forth.
Ken will ask you a question then you just go to the comments for that post and answer it, Or you can ask him a question in the comments section and he will answer it in a post, just don't think you will get a straight answer from this guy. If you really need a straight answer then email it to him at k1960g@gmail.com this is his new blog only email address. Then there is the "Who knew" part he will enlighten you on something that has struck him as strange or funny. You can also post one of them in the comments section. All in all it is up to you the readers to fix this blog I have done all I can and Ken is waiting, he says this is his favorite blog and really likes to play! Help him out I can't take working on this thing any more and he pay's dog poop!

U/S

Here is whats up with Ken

2009-01-09T11:02:00.000-08:00

I'm sorting through my photos from last year, trying to put them in to group's.

I wish I had done this from the start, it would make it so much easier to find that one damn picture I want!. So I am doing that with this years pictures.

I have started three new folders for this year. Water fowl, Birds and nature shots of 2009. I think that this will make it a little simpler to find them when needed. (I'm so smart) and just think it only took me three or four years to figure it out! I told you the drugs didn't effect me and you thought they had..... for shame on you!

And speaking of drugs, Tomorrow will be my 6 month anniversary of quiting smoking! The biggest thing I have noticed about it is that lately when riding my bike I am breaking up crap in my lungs and they are telling me that they don't want it in there any more. I also think I am using parts of my lungs that haven't been used for a LONG time. But I feel good and I can dismiss the cravings I still get with ease. I hear I will have them on a regular bases for about 2 years and then they will start to weaken, but that I may have them all my life. I can deal with that, I am so glad to ride past the smoke shop and wave to my friend that works there lol. He has been trying to quit for years..... Maybe he should go to work some where else?

WTF #1.5

2009-01-08T09:13:00.000-08:00

Okay here is what the happened with the dentures.

I called and whined enough to get in to see them yesterday afternoon.

They said that the plate was really thin on top? and that was why it cracked.

They also said that they will have to replace the plate all together and the one tooth when I go in for my final fitting, which is coming soon. I go in on the forth of next month to see if I am ready. I hope so, I haven't been locked to one spot sense I was a kid... not that I have to go any where, its just that the idea I can't go I guess. I would like to get down to the south and see about picking up some work there at least for a short while and maybe see a few friends. I haven't been 40 miles away from my home in over a year and I'm getting the itch... Not in the same way as Practically Joe. But an itch all the same!

So anyway they fixed them and now I can chew and chomp! I'm all happy now!

WTF #1

2009-01-07T08:29:00.000-08:00

Well I didn't think I would be doing a WTF this soon but, What the fuck!. Most of you know that I have dentures, and I love the crap out of them. I also think my Dentist and his staff are the best in the world.My dentures were not a El cheapo set, in fact I think they are the best money can buy.....but.

I was eating some Lucky charms yesterday while setting in front of the computer. As I was setting there reading the charms got soggy which was fine I don't care about that, but as I was chewing my tongue got stuck to the roof of my mouth? And it hurt like hell as I ripped it from the roof of my mouth.I was like "What the hell?"
So I ran my tongue across the roof of my mouth and could feel nothing out of the ordinary. I was puzzled, I knew I had not imagined it my tongue was still stinging. But like a trooper I went back to eating, and a few bites later it happened again....WTF.
This time I could feel it, just like I had a hair stuck to the plate of my denture. I knew then that I had a crack in the plate..... I was freaked out, I mean I love these things, every time one of my friends ask me how they are feeling I light up like a Christmas tree.I pick up my phone and speed dial my dentist, and this is what they tell me. The Dr. isn't in today but we can see you on Friday at 7:00 am.???? Hello my beautiful teeth are falling apart!! But I say OK and we talk over what I should do in till the visit, soft foods where them as little as possible and all that.

So I made hamburger patties last night and cut them up some thing soft and easy to chew.And right after dinner I went to take my teeth out..... That is when I went in to panic mode. The little crack I felt wasn't so little! It is like 1 1/2 inches long and runs right through the left front tooth. I have been freaked out ever sense. I will be calling the dentist asap to See if that will be causing me to be without my teeth for longer than the couple hours I was told about yesterday.

So here is the first WTF! I really wish this one had never come up!

Now pay attention

2009-01-06T15:58:00.000-08:00

If you can't pay attention just bum a nickle from some one and come back!

Okay here is what is up with this blog. I know you have been dieing to hear.
Now this is not carved in stone and I hope to add to it as I go.

1. Here is what is up with Ken.
And that is what it will be. Just a update at where and what I'm up to.

2.And the story goes like this.
A made up story for you to enjoy.

3.W.T.F.
DO I REALLY HAVE TO SPELL IT OUT?

4.Blast from the past
A short story from my past, one that wasn't covered in the opening of this blog.

5. Could be true? could be a damn lie!
Oh I will be having fun with this one, I have enough blanks in my life that my family wont even know if its true, But I am working on one that one of my readers will know. So Jeff you will have to bow out from commenting on it lol

So that is what is up with this blog, I have had my ask blog sitting to the side for a while now and I will be waking it up. So get your reading glasses out and your thinking caps on I aim to drive you all just as crazy as I am.

So here is a story for you

2009-01-05T16:14:00.000-08:00

I have been a bad boy for the last year or so. (I know its shocking but true) I have been taping in to some ones wireless network and not having to pay for it. Well my Christmas present this tear was karma. I am back from my brothers and could not get on line for what seemed to be a week or more, Then I could get on line sometimes. And again this morning I could not get on line, but was planing on calling quest to get there new offer of 7 mb for $7 what a great deal!.... NOT. I could not get it in my area, it is offered in my town but not where I live. I called a few more places.... nope not one of them could help me either. Well those of you who know me know how well I take these little set backs..... Yes I have issues. So I then went to my good friends over at best buy. They were able to get me set up on a broadband wireless for nothing down. They told me it would be slow........ It is a hell of a lot faster than the way it was even when the signal was great. I had, had 11 songs on itunes that I wasn't able to down load for what seemed like for ever. they were down loaded in no time flat. I will be going over to blog #1 and seeing how fast I can do some pictures right after this.

So now I will be able to do the resolutions I had set out to do.

Okay what are your new years resolutions

2009-01-03T19:58:00.000-08:00

My new years resolutions are simple ones really. ( I think I have already did all the hard ones)

1. Spend more time on my blogs.

2. Keep in closre touch with my friends

3. Take more pictures than I did last year

So let me hear what yours are!

Computer troubles

2008-12-29T13:58:00.000-08:00

Just letting you know that I'm having computer troubles, I will try to clear it up asap.

Giving a heads up!

2008-12-15T19:44:00.000-08:00

Soon as in tomorrow are the next day I will have a notice up on here about what will be some of the things that will be posted on here. I also hope to be doing some on the ask blog, So stay tuned for that. So check back in often once it gets going you wont want to miss a single post!

Here it is the rest of the story

2008-12-12T08:20:00.000-08:00

Okay, here is what has happened after I quit the drug world.
I stayed around the drugs and the "friends" for a long time I even was still doing drug deals at times when people were having trouble finding it. I was around them smoking it, snorting it and all. So I never really was away from the drug scene and was really having trouble staying off. I was losing the battle and knew that I had to get clear. I had to find away out and wasn't sure where to turn.

In desperation I call my older brother and asked if I could come stay with him for a while. The answer I got shocked me and is still a very touching memory to me. He did not say "let me talk to my wife" He did not say " I will think about it" he just said "Come on up we have room for you". I will never forget that conversation and he will never know what it meant to me. I credit him with saving my life and my soul. I also think it is that one single act of kindness is what has giving me the strength to stay clean. As I right this the count now stands at 6 years 5 months and 27 days clean. I have reconnected with my whole family and we are closer than we ever have been. I treasure them like nothing I have ever treasured in my life. I have tried to give something back to the community for what I have taken, I have worked in a homeless shelter. Which was the most rewarding job I have ever had, It broke my heart when I was laid off do to lack of funds. But I still go and help out as often as needed. And as the weather turns bad I'm sure I Will be needed even more, and I will answer the call. I have been out of touch with the night life and stayed pretty much a loner , I was a shamed to be seen by the public with the way my teeth looked. Meth has a way of rotting your teeth and I was in real bad shape. But now thanks to some people that wish to remain anonymous I have a brand new set of teeth and a brand new lease on life. Of all the things that are wrong in my life the all seem so small, I can safely say I am happy with who I am, and what I have become. I now live by this phrase and I hope to the rest of my life. "Never sweat the small stuff" and "there is nothing but small stuff". As I close this chapter of my life I just want to thank you all for reading this. I hope it will help some one in some small way. And I would also like to thank my whole family, for not giving up on me and giving me the chance to be in your lives again, I will never let you down again, you mean far to much to me I love you all very much.

Ken,

Part 15 the begining of the end

2008-12-09T07:55:00.000-08:00

Okay, so my wife and I were splitting the sheets, I was frustrated and strung out. I signed the divorce papers and two days later was making a delivery to Canby. I was in my lane of traffic doing the speed limit, when some ass hole thought he would pass the car in front of him. He just failed to see if there was anyone coming at him (I was). We hit head on, I spun around and hit side ways into a telephone pole snapping it off at the ground. When I realised what had happened I got out of my car I was a little dazed but thought I was ok. I hid the meth I was taking to town in a mouse hole that was in the field and waited for the cops to show. Then I started to hurt, and I mean I really was hurting. My right leg was killing me and I looked at it and there was a cut 8" long and about 1 inch wide on it, when I stood back up my ribs on my right side told me I was in trouble. It was an old pain I had felt before. Then I looked at my car and I think that is when I went in to shock (from the pain and the site of the car) The whole front end of the car was smashed in or missing, The passenger side door was all the way in to the drivers seat where I had been sitting. I sat back down and wished I hadn't done that. When the EMT's got there they had to help me stand and then I couldn't move. They had to put the stretcher on me while I was standing. then load me in.

When I got to the hospital the cops were there going through my wallet and found a bag of meth I didn't know I had. Then they drug tested me and gave me a ticket for being under the influence of meth.

The hospital took x-rays and a cat scan and told me I was just beat up nothing was wrong. ( just so you know they are fucking fools) They gave me some pain pills and sent me home. well I don't do pain pills they sent me the wrong way, so I gave them to the guy who picked me up. the next day I was in so much pain I knew they had fucked up when they told me I was just beat up. I could feel My rib snapping every time I took a breath. or blinked! My leg which the hospital never even looked at let alone cleaned, was killing me also. I went to an urgent care and they took x-rays and found 3 broken ribs and a fractured tibia. I was laid up for over a month with this and stayed high for it all. But I wasn't the same, some thing had happened I wasn't happy anymore. getting high wasn't the same thrill it was and hunting it down had lost the thrill also.

So sometime in June or early July of 2002 I was just tired of the whole thing. I woke up one morning and loaded the last bit I had in a bag in to my pipe and melted it. As I watched it crack back in to a solid again I got pissed at myself. I looked over and the sliding glass door was open, I tossed the glass pipe out the door and on to the patio and watched it shatter. As it shattered I seen two things in my mind. I seen what I had become, and what I could be. I seen them at the same time. This is were the term "Cross roads" really comes from. To the left was the path that was dark and troubling, to the right was a place I had never been before and it was a strange and scary road, but one I knew would lead me to where I should be. I floated at this spot for what seemed like an hour but I still remember watching the glass pieces bouncing on the ground. Then it was over! The next thing that happened was the guy I was staying with was asking me what I had done that for. My reply was "I'm done with this shit" I got up and walked away.

Next will be the last of this story I will try to put in all in one post but more than likely it will be two or three. Then I might just get busy and do what this blog is all about!

Part 14 life goes to hell

2008-11-29T17:31:00.000-08:00

Before I get in to the story I've got to let you know that I will be shortening this up for a couple three reasons. 1. I thought I would be done with this in no more than a week and it has been a month. 2. I thought I would be okay with telling this but as I get in to the darkest part of my life I'm reluctant to put it down for you to see, I'm sorry I thought I would be okay with it but I will put in as much as I can, and still sleep at night. and 3. I have things that I had planed for this blog and I'm getting frustrated not getting them out here! So I will end this story over the next few posts so I can get on with the blog I want. I hope you understand.

I ended up getting back together with my wife. The "Wittiness" to me beating her quickly moved out of town for some reason....... We ended up moving over to her parents place after I lost my job. And our drug use started to get worse by the day and so did our fighting. She once again tried to get me arrested for beating her, but this time she had no witnesses and I had her mother and father as witnesses. She was made to leave and I was told to stay. This did not set well with her (I can't imagine why?) So she decided that it was time for us to split the sheets. I had a better idea. I told her that she could have everything as long as she left me the fuck alone!. I moved in with some friends but instead of quiting drugs I found myself selling them and being a go between or a runner for drugs. I would get some extra from the person I bought it from and the person I bought it for I was in the win win end of the deal. The more the person wanted the bigger my take. I was at times getting ounces of meth with a street value of $1,000 an oz. as my cut. I at one time used 18 oz. of it for a pillow. Just to make sure no one got in to it. I was getting pretty big in the dealing of this drug I knew all the big cooks and dealers in the area I could always find it no matter what time of day or night. I would even make deals up for the people who supported there habit by steeling, And I think that this is what started to way on me. I really don't like the idea of steeling and I was around and even called a few of these people friends. But they were always getting caught and that would always make you wonder what kind of info were they going to be telling the cops. You can never trust a thief that is facing jail time and a drug addiction. They could tell the cops your whole story and that could really put a damper in your day.

Next part 15 The beginning of the end.

Part 13 un-lucky 13

2008-11-20T06:47:00.000-08:00

So I got a job close to are place at a service station (here in Oregon you can't pump your own gas in less you belong to a club type of station) My boss and I both were doing meth and crank and smoking pot. So it wasn't long before I became the second in charge there.

One night I was thinking about all of are couples friends and how all of them were braking up. And that the one thing they had in common was meth. I thought about this then brought it up to my wife. She thought I was crazy, but I kept thinking about it and after a few more days I told the wife that we were going to have to quit the meth it was hurting our relationship and I didn't want us to go down the tubes. This was a bad idea!!. the next night as I was getting of from work the police showed up and arrested me. I wasn't even told what for in tell we were almost to the jail. I was being arrested for beating my wife? I looked at that cop like he was nuts. He said that she had filed charges and that some guy had been a witness to the whole thing and when he told me who the witness was I told him "Joe smith?" "I don't know no Joe Smith" "I know a Joe Jones though" They said that this smith guy lived in a van next to us. I said "that is Mr. Jones" The two cops looked at each other and that is when I think they new they had been had.
I was in jail for a few days before I could get bailed out. Thank god my sister knew better than to believe that I would hit a woman.. even on drugs that would not happen.

I mean I should not of been there in the first place when all of this was supposed to of happened I was at work, with 3 cameras on me.And she had the truck.
But to save time (and my sister was there for this part) My ass hole...Oops my Lawyer said I should cop a plea to Menacing. I told him that he wanted me to swear under oath that I hit my wife? then told him that my uncle Chuck would roll over in his grave if I did that!
But it was either that or a year long fight that I had a chance of losing. so I took the deal.

Tomorrow pt. 14 life goes to hell!

Part 12 The thumb gets better thanks to me.

2008-11-18T05:29:00.000-08:00

So I was told that I would be off work for 9 mths to a year while my thumb healed.
After three months this not working was getting old. But I could not bend my thumb but a hair. So I took one of those foam footballs (Now this is an American football, pointed at both ends ok.) I cut one end off and when I went rock hunting I would put that in my hand and push on it with my thumb. I was starting to spend more and more time on the river that ran 100 feet from my door. And the dog was loving it, the weather was getting nice and I was always high so the dog was always busy. And I think that as long as she was with me she was happy.
I would spend hours and hours on the river looking for rocks and playing with that dog.My wife had gotten a job printing Tee shirts in town so there was some extra cash coming in.

After about a month using the tip of the football I had a doctors appointment.
He was just doing a check up to see how it was healing. He was surprised at the range of motion I had in my thumb. And asked what I had been doing. When I told him he just shuck his head, I asked what was wrong and he said that The insurance company will be glad to hear that. He said that if I kept that up he would not send me to physical therapy. If any of you have ever been to that before you know how big of a smile I had on my face. The last time I went there I wanted to kill them.....all of them!!. He then said it would save the workers comp company thousands of dollars and that he was going to recommend that to his other patients with similar problems. So it ended up that at 6mths to the day I was released to full duty. A full 3mths early if it went really well. And besides hurting when it gets cold I have no trouble with it. It is a little funny shaped from where it blew out on one side and the nail did not attach on the outside corner but I would have to show that to you for you to notice so I am real happy with that.

Tomorrow part 13... un-lucky 13

Part 11 b It all goes out the window

2008-11-16T06:22:00.000-08:00

So I met up with his wife and we tried some of what she had, then she broke out a glass pipe and asked if I wanted to smoke some? I had never even heard of smoking it! We always snorted it. And it burned like holy hell. So I tried smoking it but I was high already and didn't really notice anything, I wasn't impressed to much by smoking it. So I took what I had bought and headed home. I was crossing a bridge when it hit me, I thought I was going to pass out. When I got home I told my wife about smoking it and a little later we went back over to there house so she could try it. Well that was it we started smoking it more and snorting it less. And it seemed that the more I bought from these guys the cheaper it got. And then I was making up my own bags with there stuff. They wouldn't even check to see if I was cheating them or not. I never did I had to be able to live with my self and that would of made it hard. The guy that lived in the trailer next door also was in to meth and he made his own pipes. We got to be good friends and he taught me how to make pipes. it was really kind of easy. the only real trick was getting the glass tubing.
But when there is a will you find a way. I found a glass store in Portland that sold it in 4' tubes and they were only $5 I could make between 5 to 7 pipes out off one tube. and sell them for $8 to $10 a piece. So I was doing that and was also doing some trading and repair work on pipes and started to get really good at doing that. But the more meth I smoked the less crank I wanted to mess with. Meth was the better of the two, and it was getting more and more a part of my everyday life. I was only about 3 months in to rehab on my thumb and was still getting paid really well. I started walking my dog for hours at a time on the river bank. I would take my drugs and a pipe with me and just stay out for half the day at a time. My dog was a yellow lab, a water dog that was afraid of the water. One day I went out on a gravel spit looking for rocks. She was on the river bank and going nuts because she wasn't at my side, but would not get in the water. So after listening to her whine for a bit I told to get her but over here. Well that dog loved me like I was her father, so she just jumped in and came over. That was it she was a water dog from that point on.

Tomorrow part 12 the thumb gets better thanks to me!

Part 11 It all goes out the window

2008-11-15T08:19:00.000-08:00

So I paid the doctor her $5 and she then sent me to see a hand specialist. They said it needed more help than they could do there. I spent over two hours in there with him messing around with my thumb, I remember him trying to give me a Novocaine shot and having to go get a different needle. My wife was there and when he left the room I asked her why he needed a different needle. She said that the one he was trying to use would just bend and not go in. He came back to the room and said "I can tell you work with your hands... Duhhh. I always wished I would of asked him what he worked with, but at the time I really didn't want him pissed at me. He had to sew my thumb nail back in because it would not stay put, it kept popping back out. He thought I was crazy because I would laugh every time it popped out. Then he tried to move the bone pieces around a bit wrapped it up and was going to send me on my way... but I had to be a smart ass. I told him he had a racket going on here. he asked why I would say that. I told him it only took 1 second to fuck my thumb up and it took him hours to put it back together. Now he thought that was funny, as we were leaving I heard him telling that to his nurse.

So for a week I was unable to work. Then I was on light duty, nothing over 2 pounds with either hand. So I was walking around marking burnt out lights for a week. Then on Friday I was called in to the office, I wasn't worried though everyone was being called in one at a time over the radio. So I knew I wasn't in trouble and I knew I wasn't getting canned because you never can some one while they are on workers comp. So I went in .....And was told that my job was gone and that every Buddy's job was gone. The mall had been bought out...CASH. we all got our last three weeks pay and I got a 2 month kicker check.
I was worried then, who would hirer a guy with only one hand? I came home and went straight for a bottle of rum I had in the fridge. Took a long drink and put it back and my wife then knew something was wrong. I told her that I and every one else had lost there jobs today. I told her we had plenty of money but not enough to make it in tell my thumb was back to normal. The doctor said it would be 9 months to a year, because I had done so much damage.

I called workers comp and they told me I was now on 100% disability in tell I was released to go back to work with no restrictions.So I was going to be getting paid really well while I was healing, and I had about $4,000 as a kick. We went on a week long vacation, stayed so high we might have slept two times over that week. Then came back and I got me a dog, this dog was the greatest thing I could of done for my self while trying to heal. She gave me something to do and that was always better than doing nothing.

One day I was going to get some gas and pulled in to the station and the guy pumping the gas and I had talked a few time just Small talk. He wanted to show me some coins he picked up from a customer. they were in a plastic folder. I opened it up and there was a small bag with about $30 worth of crank in it. I told him he should be more careful with his drugs. he turned white. I told he got lucky in that I also did them, he gave it to me and said that if I wanted more I could get it from his wife. and gave me her phone number.

Part 11 b it all goes out the window will be tomorrow.

Part 10, we find Meth to be better

2008-11-14T07:36:00.000-08:00

I had switched jobs after a year and a half at the dairy job. I got another Maint. tech job that was in Willsonville Oregon. We were just doing crank once and awhile in the week and on the weekends, thinking we had it under control. With these drugs you always think you have control, control over it and every thing else that you are doing. I did some side work for a guy at the complex, and when I finished he brought me in his shop and drew me a line of Christal meth. I snorted it and it burned like hell! but with in minutes I was a happy camper. I bought a line from him and took it to my wife. I asked her to try it and see what she thought of it.

I wasn't long before I had 4 or 5 people I could buy it from. But we were still doing it mainly on weekends. Then we noticed that the sex was getting better with this new drug. Who doesn't want better sex right?. I met this guy who sold both Meth and Coke, He stopped by one night and wanted to turn a bunch of coke into crack. He was out of meth but that was okay we weren't. so I was dead set in the "I will not do crack" I had tried that once in Houston and found that it was way to good to be messed with. But he gave us about a 1/4 oz. of coke for our troubles and left. After he left we were finding crack all over the kitchen. We found close to an 1/8 of an oz. and just used that as trading stock for weed. Things were tail spinning out of control and I just couldn't or wouldn't see it.

I was getting edgy with work and I was not putting up with the small stuff that every job has. I would call them on it, and finally I had, had enough and quit that job after just over a year and got a really good job at one of the biggest malls in the state. We moved to Canby Oregon in our trailer to a trailer park. And things were go well again. Christmas's came and went I was really liking my job and they were liking me my drug use started to drop off and the meth use stopped. And about a month later I was putting our scissor lift way when the left side cage folded when it shouldn't have. I ripped my thumb nail out by the root and crushed my thumb on my left hand. Yes it hurt like hell, but pain and I knew each other well so I didn't freak out. I just wrapped my other hand around my thumb and went looking for my boss. I told him what had happened and he asked to take a look at it..... That was not an option I told him it would be spraying blood all over the mall in front of customers. So right across the street from us was an urgent care hospital, so we headed over there.

They cleaned it up and were going to take some x ray's . I told the doctor that I had already broke that bone so it was not going to be broke, she said I don't know that's a pretty nasty wound. So being the smart ass that I was I bet her $5 that it wasn't broke, and headed down for the x ray's. When the intern handed me the x rays I asked him if it was broke? he told me he wasn't qualified to say. I said that I was and pulled them out and held them up to the light. I counted 8 pieces. I turned to him and said well it looks broke to me, he agreed. Then I said damn. I owe the doc five bucks... he laughed as I walked back to the room.

Tomorrow part 11 it all goes out the window

Taking a day off

2008-11-13T08:34:00.000-08:00

I'm going to take a day off from this tale. I need a break and this is a good time to do it. I may change my mind as soon as I gets some coffee in me but for now, This is what you get.

Part 9 New job/ new wife

2008-11-12T08:25:00.000-08:00

his is where I make one bad choice after another but here it goes.... lets hope that telling this isn't another one.

I got a new job working at a dairy, we processed dairy products there, but there were no cows, it was all trucked in. I loved the work I was doing at first the receiving off milk 2 days a week and then working in the cooler, and the other 2 days I was just in the cooler. I would relieve the gallon filler line for brakes . That was fun and fast paced. And as things always go people move on to other jobs and so soon I was on that line. We worked 4 10 hour days and had three days off. I was running in town a couple days a week to see my Aunt who owned a shop in town. One day while working on a sewing machine I met one of her employees. she seemed nice and soon we started dating. I had been pretty much drug free for a year, not that I was trying to quit just didn't have time to chase it down. But she loved to smoke pot, and we would get high and stay that way in tell I had to go to work. This was one job you could not do stoned. It was very demanding on you physically. I was in great shape, lifting 8 pounds of milk in each hand as fast as I could run the machine and still get the jugs full. I was doing about 10,000 gallons of milk and 4,000 gallons of juices a day. Not a good time to be stoned.

I wont go in to the reason I made my girl friend quit her job but I will say that even to this day I will not do more than say hi to my Aunt, and in tell I hear an "I'm sorry" from her I will not have anything to do with her.

So I was working at a good job with good pay and the hours started to increase. I was working 4 13 hour days and was get overtime pay. My girl friend and I decided to get married and about that same time one of us found a connection for a drug called CRANK. Now Crank is so close to the drug meth that they say it is just one molecule away. I'm not sure that is all true but they cut crank with so much crap its hard to tell. So as our wedding was approaching we were using Crank a lot that is a drug I found I could do while at work. It also puts you in a really good mood.
So you never wanted to say no to more hours ... hell you could work for days on end if you had this stuff, no need to stop and eat.... and that is one of the things that makes this drug so dangerous. you are starving your body of proteins, and vitamins while feeding it an artificial adrenalin. The only thing you would need to stop for is a smoke break and a chance to re up your drug in take.

On the night before our wedding we scored a bunch of Crank and I was up all night and stayed up through the wedding. Then drove to the coast for our honey moon, stayed up all night and the next day with my new wife sick as a dog. She had a disease called Mainers disease. And it was like being car sick for days. And I stayed up with the help of the Crank and took care of her for three more days. The only time I left her side was to go get more drugs.

Tomorrow part 10 we find meth to be better.

Special bulleton this is where it gets ugly

2008-11-11T07:04:00.000-08:00

I am now getting to the part that is a very ugly time in my life. I am not proud of the things I did while trying to get though this time. But I'm not afraid to tell it either. If it helps one person in anyway, then telling it will be worth it. I want you to under stand that the drug use you have read about so far was just a warm up for a full blown addiction. The drugs I use from here on are the types that you really can't understand the addiction in less you try the drug.... that would be a mistake on your part. Meth can grab you the first time you use it. And if it does the ride you will take is all down hill. This drug was made by one of Hitlers Doctors, and was used widely by him and his men. He sent to the Japanese but they seen it for what it was and did not use it.It has been reported that Hitler started using it in 1939 the start of WWII. and he was insane at the time of his death in 1945. This rings true with what I have seen when people use this drug with needles. I was lucky in the fact that I only have 2 fears in my life, one is the last time I say goodbye to my Daughter will be the last time I do (but I always say it and I tell her I love her also just in case). The other is NEEDLES. I have seen people towards the end of my drug use lose their minds and there will be some of them in here. The main purpose of the whole story is three fold. One to get people to understand and get the real truth about this drug and what it does to you mind body and soul. Two, to let my friends ....and my family know that I am so done with that part of my life and that I love them for giving me the chance to be in their lives again. And three, I think I needed to do this for myself. I have been clean from drugs for 6 years 4 months and 26 days... not that I'm counting. This was supposed to be just another post but I seemed to go a little deeper in to this than I had planed so I will re-name this and this will be the post for today. not what I had planed but I'm good with it anyway.

So it will be tomorrow that I post part 9 New job/ New wife

Pt 8c Saying goodbye

2008-11-10T06:05:00.000-08:00

So Connie was telling me that her new husband had gotten a job in Alaska and they would be moving up there..... I went in to shock. I don't ever think I ever let her know just how much that shook me up. I new that I could fight it and I knew that doing so I would more than likely lose, and just drive a wedge between Connie and I. That I did not want to happen, Sarah and I were so close, So I let them go. What I didn't realise was that it wasn't just my heart braking when I said goodbye, But the bigger part of my give a shit got on that plane with them. I slowly started down a path that would play the biggest part in making me in to who I am today. Its just to bad that I took the path that I did instead of the path that would of gotten me here years sooner. But I'm here now and that is what counts in my book... and it is my book.

So not long after my world went to Alaska I was offered a new post with the company. They were opening a new store on the coast and wanted me to take that store. And so I did my kid was gone so I had no reason not to. So I packed up and moved down to Booking's Or. Now while I was at the other store I had gotten all the raises I was aloud and 2 incentive raises. So I was making more than the higher pay scaled Portland area managers. This new store was non-union so as the store was nearing its open date I started having trouble get help from my bosses, then I quit hearing from them all together. The store was not going to be ready and I could not even get a reply from them. This was really pissing me off, So I sent them an e-mail telling them that I was really disappointed in there lack of response and that I was quiting in 2 weeks, which would be right after the grand opening. I then made copy's of all my communications with them over the time that we had a way of communicating, and took them home that night. Four days before the open date my bosses showed up. Now we had been friends for nearly five years so I wasn't afraid to speak my mind to them, and at that point I don't think it would of mattered. I asked them what the fuck was the deal and there reply was that they were bringing in a new manager and that I was going to be replaced......DUHHHHH. I had already turned in my notice. Then they handed my my final pay check and searched everything I was taking out of the store with me...... I was not new to there tactics, that is why I took all the documents home that night I turned in my notice.

So I moved back to Salem, and filed for un-employment....and was denied. No shocker there the company always fought paying the benefits. But I was an ass hole by then my give a shit was gone and I was just plain ol pissed off. So I filed for an appeal. The employment office asked if I had any proof to what I was claiming and I told them I had the copy's of my attempts to communicate with them, and they asked me to bring them in so they could copy them and go over them. Now the employment office was only about two miles away from where I was staying, so I just got on my bike and took them down, had them copy them and got on my bike and headed home. As I got to the carport my friend came out and said that the employment office was on the phone. I thought I had forgot something, or they needed more information.... boy was I wrong. The man on the phone said he had just skimmed the first few pages and call my bosses to ask a few questions and he said the only thing they didn't lie about was there names. My case was won and his advice was to make them pay every penny, and that he was sending the case up to the main office and sending it to the labor board. the had been hearing about there tactics but had never had any way to prove it ... tell now!

tomorrow part 9 new job/ new wife

Pt8b Moving/ Saying goodbye

2008-11-09T03:37:00.000-08:00

So as I started my first week there I was asked not to do any stripping or waxing, they just wanted me to get to know the store.That was hard the store looked like shit and I had all this stuff to make it look good. But like the good little boy I did as asked, but they didn't say I couldn't buff the floors. So I did and my bosses came in the next night and the first thing out of there mouths was "I thought we agreed that you weren't going to lay any wax down" I smiled and said "I haven't put any wax down.....YET" They were really amazed at how the floor looked. The said that they should of brought me in there 6mths ago when they first thought about it......I kept my mouth shut because they had asked me to and I turned it down...lol. So I was given the go ahead to start putting the store in shape they said that out of 127 stores its appearance was rated at 123. they wanted it to be in the 60's in 9 months. I was also put to the task of getting rid of the employees. But we were union so it had to be done right. So over the course of 6 months I got rid of all but one. And when the bosses came down and asked why he was still there I told them flat out. "I will not fire him, He comes to work everyday he tries his best and brakes a sweat trying to keep up. he stays" They weren't to keen on the idea and asked me to have a talk with him about picking up his speed. I agreed but my mind was set and I was prepared to go to bat all the way for him. When I talked to him about picking up his speed he told me that he could not go any faster and that his feet were always cold. I asked if he had been to a doctor about this and he said that he had. The doctor told him there was nothing wrong with him. I told that he needed to go back to his doctor and tell him either he finds out what is wrong with him or he would find a doctor that would. The next week he came in with a note from his "New" doctor that said he was going to need 6 weeks of to recover from surgery. He looked at me and said, "the doctor found that I have 2 veins in my abdomen that are 90% blocked and he thinks they have been that way since birth". "I have to have 9" replaced" He was happy and scared that he was going to lose his job, I told him that the union would not allow that to happen and that he had 2 health plans that would pay him while he was recovering and got the information for him. When he returned from his recovery he pulled me aside and with tears in his eyes he said that he could not thank me enough for what I did for him. he said that for the first time that he could remember his feet were warm. And let me tell you guys some thing after he got back in to the work routine he could keep up with me and not even brake a sweat. He was the best employee I have ever had.

Then one day I got a phone call from the ex wife. and my world was about to fall apart. That will be tomorrows post. pt 8c Saying goodbye

Pt 8 Moving/Saying good bye

2008-11-08T00:08:00.000-08:00

First let me just say I went to bed at my old bed time for the third night in a row and was awake by just after 11 pm. This sucks. I haven't been able to get back on my schedule since that damn spider bite. So I'm going to start this and hopefully get sleepy and go back to bed.

Now when I left off I was done with the Chiropractors and had gotten a job. I worked that job for some time and really liked it I was getting better pay and better hours in tell I had the hours I wanted. The owner of the station was getting ripped off by his other employees, he new this and I new this but he could not figure out how..... So I did. I figure I was saving him from $500.00 to a thousand dollars a week. and that is what he agreed to when I brought it up and asked for a fucking $0.50 raise and he refused. So soon after that I got a job working at a major chain store here in the Northwest. I worked graveyard As a glorified janitor. The work was fun and I had a good boss. and in a few months maybe 6 or 7 I was the assistant manager. I was offered a couple of manager spots at other stores but was really happy there and was really getting good at waxing and stripping the floors, and two days a week I was the one in charge of keeping up the store and making sure the wishes of the manager was done correctly. I was growing my hair out once again and I don't think the whole time I was there did he ever call me by my name, it was always Hippie. It wasn't a tease it was just a nick name.

Finally I was asked to take over the Albany stores Building service maintenance (BSM) and I thought that if I didn't I wouldn't get another offer, I felt I was ready and had been for a long time so I asked if I could tour the store and see what I was getting my self into. They agreed and we went down to take a look. The grocery dept. was open 24 hours a day which was new for me and presented a few challenges. But as I walked the store I was think to my self... Crap! if I take this store I will look like a god in less than a month. I went to one of the 2 storage rooms and there must of been enough stripper and wax to do the whole store twice....and I think there was all but a few buckets of wax. So when the tour was over they asked me if I still wanted the job. I tried to look un-pleased (that is my word and you can only use it with permission from me) as I could and got an upgrade in pay.... This store had more shine on the carpets than it did on the tile floor. So I said YES I will take the store. Then they dropped the other shoe.... They wanted me to get rid of every other employee. there were 8 all together. I didn't really say anything to this hiring and firing was nothing new, but here I would only get the firing part, The regional's did the hiring.

Tomorrow will be pt. 8b Moving/ Saying goodbye

Pt. 7 The lie/the cure/the disease

2008-11-07T07:28:00.000-08:00

This should be the shortest post to date, at least that is what I'm thinking. But I don't have this written down anywhere so I never know in tell I put the memories down just how long it will be.

Now for what seemed like for ever I had been wearing braces on my arms. They seemed to help with holding on to things but I think they were more of a crutch than anything else. One night as I was taking them off for bed I noticed I had these two round sores on my left wrist. I didn't really think to much about it and went to bed. I woke up the next morning and I had these same sores every where. There wasn't an inch of space between them. My first thought was scabies! I thought I had got it from the braces....(remember I'm not a doctor). I had skin peeling from my hands and they looked like the were 80 years old. Now did I panic? when hell yes I did but I had an appointment with my Chiropractor that day and he and his Father were both md.'s so I was going to see them and get their thoughts on this dilemma.

When I arrived at the doctors office I kept my coat on and my hands in my pockets. When I was called back in the room my doctor was there and his father was in the room across from me. As he was shutting the door he asked me how I was doing. Now you can ask any one who knows me I have been a smart ass as long as I have been putting words together. So my reply was "Well doc you tell me" and I pulled my hands out of my pockets and showed them to him. He looked at them but didn't seem to concerned, so I did what every smart ass would do I pulled the coat sleeve up on one of my arms and showed him the sores there......still nothing from him, I was puzzled.

He stuck his head out the door and asked his father to step in and take a look. His father comes in and takes about a 2 second look and says you have psoriasis. I asked if it was catchy and he replied well no not really, its an inherited disease, either your mother or your father have it and it was passed down to you from them. He told me what to use and asked if I was under a lot of stress.......I had to stop and think. Lets see I, I have been having this trouble with my arms for over two years, no stress there lets see what else hummm, I'm in the middle of a divorce no stress there, I haven't seen my kid in six months no stress there workers comp has dropped my case and I'm running out of money and taking them to court no stress there. Okay, so I was under a little. He said that stress will bring on an attack like this and I should try to reduce my stress....oh okay I will just do that as soon as I get home......duh.

Okay that was the disease part. now for the cure...but not for the disease.

I was feeling better and things were stating to get back to a normal state, I was making great headway with the grip test and the pain had just about gone away. My doctor asked if I thought I could return to doing some work, and I instantly replied YES! I was going to ask him the same question that day anyway. he released me but warned against returning to wrench bending, he said it was the standing under cars looking up that had caused the trouble and it could be repeated if I did. I was in no way then going back to that line of work. I started looking for work the next day and found a job at a service station pumping gas once again. So I was employed again and back at work just before going to work on my second day I called my doctor, when he got on the phone I called him a liar and he said "What?" "I said "you lied to me!" He wanted to know what lie he had told me and so I ran it down for him. I said "Remember the day of my first treatment, you told me I would be back at work in 2 months" He said "Yes?" I replied "Well its only been a month and a half" and started laughing and so did he. I will never forget this guy he saved my life in more ways than one. But I wasn't done with seeing him I had just gotten to the point I could return to work.

On December 23rd I received my notice that the divorce was final, there was a load off my shoulders. And I was going to be able to see my daughter again. A couple of weeks later I received a call from my other lawyer that workers comp wanted to settle, and had made an offer... I said no to there offer at his advice.
Then a couple days later they made another offer that was to me more fair, All the back pay, all my doctor bills and lawyer fees plus a nice chunk of change for me.
I was due in for my last doctors appointment and was going to have Sarah for the week end, so I went out and bought a used car and planed a big weekend with my kid. I was back and feeling great!.

Tomorrow Pt.8 Moving/ saying good bye

See I told you I never know how long this will be...lol

Pt 6 c the big move (you got to be kidding me!)

2008-11-05T20:07:00.000-08:00

So all the way over to the doctors I was trying not to get my hopes up. After all I had seen a lot of them and every one of them had let me down. I get to his office and he has me come in to his real office you know the office he does his paper work in and has me sit down across the desk from him. He looks at what I guess was mt file and asked the strangest question. He asked me how long I have been wearing my shoes? I was puzzled but I told him about 6 mths. He then asked me another strange question. He asked me to put my feet on his desk side by side? So I did, he looked at them then asked me to put them down. He closed the file that was in front of him and said the words I was praying to hear. He said "I know what is wrong with you" I really thought I was going to pass out! Then he said what he thought was wrong with me was carpal tunnel (sound of a needle being dragged across a record) I looked at him and if looks could kill he would be dead right now!. I said I'm sorry but you are wrong I have been tested for that 7 times that is what almost half of the doctors I have seen had said and I have had the shit shocked out of me enough no more testing for that!. He looked at me and smiled, "I'm not running any more test" he said. they were testing your arms, the problem you have isn't in your arms, that's where the symptoms are. "Remember the Logan's test I preformed on you yesterday?" He asked. I said "no" "what is a Logan's test".And he explained what it was, then he said that when he had me pull my arms back as far as I could he took my pulse....I didn't have one in either arm.
He said the trouble was in my neck I was have the nerves sort of pinched and blocked in my neck. Then he told me the only lie he would ever tell me in the time I would be seeing him. He told me I would be back to work in 2 months.... I will not hold this against him.

I don't know if anyone of you has ever seen a really good Chiropractor or not but here is how to tell if you have. I he pulls you pops you or twist you you have not seen a good one and tell him to fuck off and die!!. if he never does more than lay the palm of his hand, or the tips of his fingers. or maybe this little thing that feels like a staple gun with out any staples in on you, you have a good one. The first adjustment he did that day. And I was skeptical to say the least. When I got ready to leave he gave me his card and he wrote his home phone number on the back, as he handed it to me he said "Now if you have any problems just give me a call". I was thinking "problems like what how I'm going to tell my friends about this or what?". But I just said I would and left. I cussed my self and him all the way home.

That night an old friend and I do mean "old" asked me to go to the action with her so she wouldn't have to go alone. I wasn't doing anything and so I went. We had been there for about 45 minutes to an hour when my back started to feel tight.
20 minutes later I could hardly move, and I could not turn my head at all. I made my way to the pay phone and called the doctor. When he heard who it was he said " Oh started to work already huh" I replied "What the fuck did you do?" he said that it would go away and that he was surprised that it had happened like that with the first treatment. So the treatments went on at three times per week.

So as the treatments continued I started getting better and I was really starting to like this doctor.

Tomorrow will be pt. 7 The lie/the cure/the disease

Pt. 6b the big move (WTF Doc)

2008-11-05T07:16:00.000-08:00

So all of the test where coming out negative, and every idea was a bust. I had been poked and prodded shot up with dies and radiation, X-Raye ekg'ed cat scanned mri'ed to fucking death. No one had a clue, So workers comp dropped my coverage, and the Doctors told me I would never work again? that set real well with me....NOT!

I went and talked to a lawyer (yes I hate them also) but I now had 2 of them. one working on my divorce and one working on my health. My lawyer that was handling my health spent a couple days going over my medical records, then called me in to his office.
He sat me down and said he was going to take my case. That was not a shock to me... but it was good to hear. He then said he was going to send me to a new doctor... I was puzzled. I had seen the brightest minds in the state and they were clueless, so who was he going to send me to? He told me that this was a different kind of doctor? A chiropractor. I looked at him as if he had just told me he was from mars. I asked him if he had read my file, and was he sure he wanted to send me to a quack!.

He said you just go see him and let him have a look at you, he isn't like most Chiropractors you have heard of. So I wasn't going to lose anything by going so I did. He started running the same damn test they did a OHSU and I was feeling like a fool for even coming. I already knew what he was going to find... NOTHING! just like the others. He then started to do a few things the others had not done. Now let me get this put in your head right, I have been having this trouble for 2 1/2 years I was really tired of the whole thing, being stoned didn't help or hurt so I was stoned for most of this time. All of the doctors said that that would not be a factor and a couple had even said it was probably a good thing, with the pain and stress I was under. Anyway, the new doctor (and yes he was a doctor with a certificate and all) Ran this little white thing with what looked like a spring across it up and down my spin.. that was new. then he had me stick my chest out as far as I could and pull my arms back as far as I could.. They went numb when I did this which was nothing new to me. This test is called a Logan's test, and I will never forget that. Then he sent me home and said he would call me in the morning.... I was sceptical to say the least.

But about 9am the next morning he called and asked me to come in as soon as I could. So I jumped in the car and headed to his office........

And I will tell you the rest of this story tomorrow.
be watching for the big move pt 6c (you have to be kidding me!)

Pt. 6 the big move

2008-11-04T06:44:00.000-08:00

My friend Jeff picked me up from the air port and for the next 10 days we all partied and when the wife came home the house was a mess..... and I mean a mess. I thought I was going to have my throat slit in my sleep kind of mess. But she didn't do it as you can see.

The picture above is of us while at my parents house on that trip.

When things settled down from the trip Connie dropped a bomb shell on me......

She wanted to move to Oregon!. That was a real arm twister to get me to agree to that....NOT!. I loved my friends down there but hated it there.So we started making plans to move there. we had some set backs I had changed jobs and other minor things like that so the move didn't come in tell May of the next year.

We rented an apartment in Beaverton Oregon. And I found a job working at a service station. The guy I worked for was a really nice guy, and I still call him friend to this day.

Connie soon found a job working for a phone company and we were doing well. We found a really nice lady to watch Sarah and life was good.

I had moved up to a mechanic at the station and was bringing in a lot more money and we were getting settled in well. When I started having pains in my arms. I was having trouble holding on to things. I remember one thing that really scared me was we had gone grocery shopping and bought a dozen eggs. As I tried to put them in the egg holder in the door I would drop them I couldn't hold on to them. I was in good shape and besides just smoking some pot I was drug free.Then it started getting worse. I was having trouble holding on to heaver things and it got to the point I would not pick Sarah up for fear of dropping her. I would set down and have her crawl up in my lap then wrap her arms and legs around me and I would stand up. She would do all the holding on.... It was killing me. Doctors were trying everything they could think off (which is why I hate doctors to this day) nothing was working and they had no clue what was going on.

While all this was going on Connie and I separated, and I moved 50 miles away to Salem my home town.

Tomorrow pt. 6 b WTF Doc?

Pt. 5b The trip home

2008-11-03T04:58:00.000-08:00

Monday, the first full day in Coos bay, Dad, Connie and I were going Salmon fishing. Mom was watching Sarah. My folks had there own boat and that is it behind Connie holding up her First fish ever and still the only Salmon she ever caught. (and yes I even asked her if it was okay to post this) We went out and were fishing by 8:00 am. And we fished and fished with not even a bite. Connie was not feeling real well, not sick bout not her chipper self either. So dad thought a little bottom fishing was in order, get her moving around. He and I both caught some bottom fish but poor Connie was out of luck. So dad was done we had some seals by the boat and that made the bottom fishing stop. (seals eat fish) He said one more trip out to the whistler and we will head in. We fished for maybe 5 minutes on the way to the whistler when one of the poles took off. I took the wheel and dad set the hook and handed to pole to my wife. She was a trooper she had never fought a fish and listened to everything her father in-law said and as you seen in the picture it worked. I must add that it was a cold foggy day but the ocean was flat. but you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

That night we started planing the next days fishing trip and learned that Connie was not coming with us, so like the good husband I was I went with out her. And for the next 4 days my father and I hit the ocean by 8 and be back at the dock by 12 full limits and sun tans from being out in some of the best fishing weather I have ever had. One trip out my father hooked in to a fish and I was steering the boat, I put the boat in natural and grabbed my pole and started bringing in my line so as to keep it from getting tangled with his and the fish. All of the sudden my line started going out instead of coming in, I had just hooked in to a fish also. So I was fighting a fish, my dad was fighting a fish and the boat was a drift. We would move back and forth across the boat as our fish did their best to get away. When got mine to the boat my father (and I am still in awe over this) he held on to his pole and while fighting his fish netted mine then returned to retrieve his, I netted his and as we went to club them he looked up and the police were of the stern of the boat just laughing there asses off. They had been watching this I guess the whole time and they knew my dad. My dad yelled over and said "Well at least let me tag them before you board?" they just waved and said"That's okay Lloyd we loved the show".

Soon my 10 days were up and it was time for me to head back to Houston......But there had been a change in plans. I would be returning home alone. It seems that my wife and my mother had gotten together and decided that she should stay longer..... That was a big surprise...NOT

Part 6 The big move will begin tomorrow.

Pt 5 A trip home

2008-11-02T09:25:00.000-08:00

Now before I jump all the way to the trip we took home I have a couple of story's I should (or want to) tell first.

My mother came down to see her 3rd grand child and meet my wife for the first time. We did a lot of things while she was down, and she was our first baby sitter. We went to NASA while she was there and she still has a Colombia space shuttle magnet on her fridge from that trip. I seen it this weekend and I think I can remember that whole tour we went on there.

Then there was this one night at my best mans apartment we had gotten pretty high and had, had 2 or 3 to many beers. Connie and I (or really it was just Connie's) had this cat. it was the meanest damn cat I had ever seen. It would attack me at night in my sleep.... NOT FUNNY stop laughing. Anyway Jeff and I were out on his front porch, it was on the second story. The EVIL cat was in the middle of the court yard waiting for us to leave so it could walk us (Connie) home. I finished my beer and told Jeff to watch what I did. I tossed the empty beer can as high in the air as I could, not AT the cat just in the general direction. it was silent in tell it hit the ground about 7 feet from the cat, that was not paying attention to us. That cat jumped straight in the air and I swear that cat jumped as high as the porch and Jeff will confirm this when he gets around to reading it.... We laughed or asses of over that and we still talk about it over 20 years later... I guess you had to be there to really understand how funny it really was.....

Now for the Vacation, As I was preparing for the trip home with my family I wanted to get some lose ends tide up. There was some lights on the tennis court that needed to be replaced. It took about 5 or 6 of us to change the bulbs. We had to bring the lights down to the ground by the pivot point and they were so heavy that we would tie a rope through the pivot point and we would all slowly let it down they weighed about 600 lbs all together. on the last one I had the rope ready and asked if the guys were ready they said yes I pulled on the rope and the lights started to come down and I started to go up. I was the only one who had a hold of the rope. I went 15 feet up in seconds I burned my hands so bad they blistered and broke open and went to bleeding. The bad thing is I was going to be going fishing for Salmon while in Coos bay with the folks. I could hardly even move my fingers the next day as we boarded the plan.

We landed in Portland at 6 am, and were met by my oldest sister. We spent the night there and headed to Coos bay on Sunday.

I may continue this later tonight if not I will do it tomorrow. stay tuned for the trip home pt 5 b.

Pt 4C happy day's (the bundle of joy)

2008-11-01T09:34:00.000-07:00

So in February My boss had called it a day early for us and asked us workers over for a drink....or two. We were drinking peppermint schnapps' with beer chasers..... we were plastered!. Around 6 that night I had to go, I had a girl friend that was with child and felt I should be home. That night around midnight I was woke by some one pounding on my door like the place was on fire. I opened the door to find a co-worker in shock. He informed me that our boss was dead and had committed suicide. I went with him to his house in time to see the body removed and the mess a 9mm will make when you eat the barrel and pull the trigger. This was the second time I had seen this and I wish it would of been the last. you never get numb to seeing a human body with the life gone!

In May was the wedding, Now all of my family were in Oregon and I was in Houston Texas. My mother gave us the option of either coming down for the wedding or coming down when the baby was born.......We chose the later, and I think she was glad we did. My oldest sister came down for the wedding and was the sloe member of my family to show, but we understood that it was a long way away.

Now I should mention that I was sure that the bundle of joy that was on the way was going to be a boy. And I had already had a name picked out for him "Anthony Lloyd"
But we soon found out it was going to be a "Sarah Nichole".
Those of you who are regular readers of "Ken's blog" will know this from my one year post.

So the wedding went off very well, and my best man was great at making sure I held my self together.... it was close there for a bit. (thanks Jeff). We had a BIG party after words with more beer than anyone should ever have... But I was drinking rum and some how there was a picture of me holding a bud up to my head trying to cool off I think I will try to find that picture ....it was all a blur.

In August Sarah was brought in to the world, I was there for the whole thing and is still the best day in my life and I don't think anything will ever be able to top that. She was born at 3:13 pm after 13 hours of labor. she weigh in at 5lbs. 12.5 oz. 19 3/4 inches long. And was BEAUTIFUL. And she still is.

Next up part 5 a trip home.

Pt.4b Happy days

2008-10-31T00:03:00.000-07:00

So now I am a Maint. tech for an apartment complex, 22.5 acres 517 units 51 buildings. This place was 15 years old and just starting to fall apart. There were a lot of drugs and drinking in those days. And I had three good friends that Connie and I spent most of our time with, One is no longer with us he took his own life in February of 83. but lets not get ahead of our self here. So I was working and getting a discount on the little one bedroom apartment, Connie had move to working for a company that made robes. Now Houston had a high crime rate and the apartments did not escape the wrath, and in the day time we were the security force. And on more than one occasion I was called upon to chase down burglars. So one day I got a call about some one braking in to an apartment that was close to mine, I grabbed another tech and we split up he went up the stairs in the front and I went up the back that way we had them trapped...... well just as I reached the top of the stairs my partner came flying out the back door seen me and lowered his .38 stub nose pistol at me I froze in my tracks. He seen that it was me and raised the gun which did nothing to help him with the slur of finely chosen words I called him which ended with this phase (and I want you to remember this also) I told him that I would get even with him for this. Maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow but I would get even with him for this. The burglar had gone just so you know.

Now I had a resident that was a friend not a close friend but a friend. He asked me that if he bought a ceiling fan if I would install it for him, for a fee. And I told him I would just let me know when he was ready. I often did little things like this for people for extra cash, or some times drugs. So the next day the guy had the ceiling fan and was ready for me to install it. It took me about 45 minutes to install one back then. And when I finished he gave me $10 and my choice of 3 NASA space wrenches.... Now these weren't just wrenches that said NASA on them, these were wrenches that were made to go to space. they were crescent wrenches that had no wheel that you turned it was a button that you would slide. I miss that wrench to this day. But as we were there just talking he showed me this old cap and ball pistol he had, it was real old. He said he had caps for it but not the balls (which are the bullets) I got this idea in my head right away..... I asked if I could barrow it for Halloween, I was was going as the hanging judge and it would make a good prop. he agreed and gave me a few caps also.

Now the company my girl friend worked for made judges robes, so she brought one home for me to use as part of my costume. I added a cowboy hat and tied a hanging noose and along with the pistol we headed to the Halloween party that was at my bosses place all of our friends were there including the man that will soon become a major friend but I will save that for later. And the guy that was responsible for scaring 10 years off my life by pulling a gun on me. He was dressed as a die. You know he was in a big box painted black with white spots on it. So now it was time to spring my big surprise...I grabbed my boss and took him in the back and told him of my plan, he thought it was a great idea and offered to run interference for me. So he walked out into the room straight at Mr. dice boy as he was getting close with me at his heels I pulled the cap and ball gun out and cocked it. just before my boss got to dice boy he turned and walk to his left leaving nothing between me and the dice boy. I lowered the gun to his face called his name and just as his eye's focused on the gun I pulled the trigger BANG!. He fell in side the box and the whole room went crazy with laughter. He stuck his head out side the box to see me with the biggest smile and I said to him "I told you I was going to get you and I did". And yes I loved every second of it.

So that December the rock band the Who were coming to play, That was Connie's favorite band and we just had to go see them. and I'm really glad we did it was a great concert. I seen a lot of concerts while I was in Houston. But this was a good one, 3 of our best friends went with us we all sat together and we got so high we smoked a lot of pot in those days and I mean everyday and when we went to concerts we smoked even more but this was the Who and we had to have something special for that so we picked up some coke for the concert.

We had a great time and when we got home and every one left we continued with the good times.

Then some time in January she started feeling funny and went to the doctor and they ran some tests. She waited by the phone for the results ... and waited and waited. Then the phone rang and she lit a smoke and answered the call, she was listening and I was watching ...and then she put the smoke out when it was only half gone and I knew I was in trouble. She hung up the phone and started crying?

She looked up at me and said she was pregnant, Well this I had figured out all ready but I was puzzled at the crying? She had thought she was with child 2 other times and when she found out she wasn't she cried, So now that she was why was she crying?... I still haven't got this one.

Tomorrow will be pt 4 C of happy days "the bundle of joy"

Pt. 4 Happy days

2008-10-29T20:44:00.000-07:00

Before I dive in I want to share what went through my head all day.

Here I am telling complete strangers and a small group of friends things that my own family still is not a where of. I mean they know about my drug use but not to the extent that they will after reading this. plus there is a lot of what is in here I had purposely not told them for there benefit. I was ready at one point to delete this story and go one with what I have planed for this blog. But I came to the conclusion that I said I would tell this and I am a man of my word to the best of my ability. And again I am still going to be leaving some details out, but all that is in is the truth. So on word we go! ( and yes I wanted to use "word")

So I am in a small town in Oregon named Coos bay. I have just returned from an across the country hitch hike. Where I was looking for adventure and work. Now I didn't really get in to the looking for work part of the story to much but I did check out the work in a lot of the towns I went in to. I only found 2 that really fit the bill. Jacksonville Fl. and Houston Texas. And I already had a friend and a place to stay in Houston. So I made the most of my time while in Coos bay, through a friend I met while watching a baseball game in a park I found a job. It was a pretty simple but well paying job. All I was trying to do was raise enough money to get down to Houston, and hold me over tell I got work. This job was going to take about 3 days and I would get paid $250 and back then that was good money for a 20 year old. So what I was doing was remodeling a bathroom , Installing an old stile Cameoed with a raised tank and pull string flush, redo the tile in the tub with a white with black trim. It turned out so well I got a $150 bonus.

In all though I was at my mom and dads for about 2 months. But I then packed up and once again hit the road hitch hiking, but with one place in mind.... I just took a small detour on the way. Well not a detour just an extended stay over on a certain beach in Cali. It wasn't a long stay I mean I wasn't there long enough to leave the beach the whole time I was there, so it couldn't be to bad right? I was on that beach partying drugs booze and women for 6nights and 7 days it was the best time I have ever had on a beach. But I was on a mission and I knew the grunion would not run for ever. So on the seventh day I split.

Four days later I was in Houston, and back at my new friends house.
While getting settled I painted the outside of his house. Any of you who are familiar with Houston Will know how life was for two white guys living in the middle of the third ward of Houston, it would of helped knowing at least some Spanish but no a word did I speak. The only good thing was that we were they only house on the block that wasn't related to the rest and as long as we were in good with the family next door we were good for the whole street.

So I started pounding the pavement to look for work. I had a City map, and a bus ticket and schedule. I was prepaired to spend the day looking for work. The paper was full off jobs and I was sure to find something in the first month. Or so I thought, I must of went to two or three places... no it was two and they both wanted to hire me. They actually were bidding on me and when I thought the place I really wanted to work had gone as far as they would I took the job. I was now a Mail clerk for a Oil & Gas company.

I liked the work okay And the guy I worked with was funny as hell in tell he started hitting on me. Which he soon found out that when I said to knock it the fuck off that is what I meant. but once I pined him to the wall a told him just what would happen and how fast I would do it he thought better of it and the next week quit. anyway, one day while making my rounds with the mail I seen a beautiful young lady working the front desk. She had never been there before, and before long I was making small talk with her and we were hitting it off well. Then one day she took a piece of mail to someone for me and I commented that I owed her one, she replied how about lunch. And that was it. we started dating and spending more and more time together. She would come over and spend the weekends and we would get high and eat Doritos and cookies and cream ice cream, while listening to Rush's Tom Sawyer over and over again, she loved that song.

A few months Later we moved in to an apartment together, and were happy.
I remember we hadn't been living there to long when the phone rang and it was some lady wanting to speak to Connie (that was my girl friends name) I handed her the phone, and I wish there would of been a camera on me to capture the look on my face.... She went off on this very fluent rampage of Spanish like you would not believe. I had no idea she could speak Spanish at all.... it was priceless.

Do to my own doing I left my job at the oil and gas co. I will put up with a lot but when you refuse to discipline because of some ones skin color I draw the line I have always thought everyone as an equal and I'm an ass hole to boot so I walked. I had made friends with two guys that lived and worked in the Apartments and they were going to get me an interview for a job they had open..... I never got that enter view, I was just getting dressed to go to the enterview when the supervisor (who was one of the two friends ) knocked on the door. He asked if I was going to go to the interview are not, I looked at my watch and I still had an hour. I said I was getting ready to go now. He replied "the interview is over change your cloths we need to get to work". And so I did.

Tomorrow pt. 4b Happy days

foot note: sorry about this when I planed on doing this story I thought I would be done by now, I'm about half way so please hang in there I will finish it soon.

The adventure... Pt. 3 b

2008-10-29T00:01:00.000-07:00

Okay lets see where was I.... oh yes Key west Fl. I had just traded "sea weed" for good old grass. I had a little money in my pocket and didn't want to be in Miami any longer than I had to...... Nasty taste in my mouth over that place.

But I had to go through there to get out, and as luck would have it I got dropped off in downtown Miami. It was time for me to check in with home. So I call my mom and dad to let them know I was alive, and to see what the news was from there. My mother asked if I could come home because my oldest sister was going to be coming over from Manila and she was with child. I said I would and left from that phone call to head home.

I was out of Fl. that night and was dropped of in some small town in Ga. I hadn't even lost site of the car that had just dropped me off when a van pulled over and picked me up. He was about 5 years older than me seemed nice enough and was going to Texas.... nice long ride. I asked if he minded I get some sleep and he replied you only have to sleep if you want to, and of course I understood what he was saying instantly. I told him I had been up for a while and needed to get a couple hours sleep, then we would get in to what he had. I went out like a light, and woke up some 3 hours or so later. We turned off at the first town and got something to eat and a few drinks for the road. When we got going again I asked him about what he had. He answered what do you want, my kind of guy. He had it all - if it took you up, he had it - but the one he had that I liked the most was the black beauty's. He didn't have the same ol ones I had, he had some 888's I fell in love with these things, 1 of these and your hair would crawl for 12 hours. And you could forget about sleep for at least 18 hours no worries about food either that was the last thing on your mind.

So we talked and rocked out all the way to Houston which is where he was going to turn right and head North. I remembered that I had the guys number that had given me a ride to La. and he said to call when I came through. So I called and he came out and picked me up, this guy kept to his word 100%. He took me back to his house we ate and talked till late into the night. He showed me where my room was going to be and then, I crashed. I woke the next day to the smell of eggs being cooked. He put on a feed bag like I hadn't eaten in a week. Then he said he had to go to school and said it was cool if I hung around the house. I asked him what classes he was taking and he just laughed. He said he taught classes. He taught the theory of music.

We became good friends and when I was ready to go 3 days later he told me to come back - there was lots of work here and that I was welcome to stay at his place until I got one of my own. I thanked him and told him I would, just not sure when. And headed out for cali. once again. It was an un-eventful trip all the way to Coos bay the last ride I was picked up by a closeted gay guy. For a moment I thought it was going to get ugly but he finally shut his mouth and dropped me off just outside Coos bay. I called mom and dads and my older brother was there and he came and picked me up.

Tomorrow pt. 4 Happy days.

Life story pt. 3 The Adventure

2008-10-28T04:40:00.000-07:00

Part 3 I will be telling you bout the little adventure that lead to the happiest day in my life.

There was no work here in Oregon (kind of like it is now) and i really wanted to find something that would keep me in money and out of jail. I had done pretty good at staying out of jail so far. I had only been caught once with drugs, and i still am not sure what happened in that case. The charges were all dropped. They had a strong case against me, over 2 oz. of pot 3 grams of hash and a gram of honey oil (that was in my pocket). and i walked?

So anyway, i thought I would kill 2 birds with one stone. i would see the country and find a place to work. so i packed up a back pack and stuck out my thumb and headed south on I 5. I went to L.A. and turned left on I 10.

This is where it gets foggy for me. i have hitch hiked so many times to so many places that i get confused about which trip is which. but I do remember that I got my first ticket for hitch hiking in a dot on the map city in east Cali.
$7.50 I had been stuck in the same spot for 18 hours and it is still a record for me. then to have to pay that because I walked 50 feet up the ramp so some one could see me pissed me the fuck off. but telling that to the cop did get me a ride to the next town...lol

I went pretty fast through most of Texas, when I got just on the east side of Houston I got a ride from this guy that was going to La. I will never forget this guy, he was and is one of the neatest people i have ever met. we talked all the way to where he was going to play the piano in some competition. he gave me his phone # and his address and said i could stop over at his place on my return trip and get cleaned up wash some cloths and even check out the jobs there. i thanked him but really never thought that much about it.

I zipped and I mean non stop to Jacksonville, turned right and went Miami. i remember i got in Miami just as it was getting dark. there was a stand where a man was selling burritos and he was shutting down for the night. he seen me with my back pack and I think he thought I was broke and starving. i was starving but I had money. he offered me the remaining 4 burrito's he had and said he would just have to toss them out. this guy had some good burrito's. I ate them all i don't remember how long it had been sense i ate but I was eating black beauty's like candy so who knows.

I was going to sleep on the beach that night and as i was just getting close there was flashing red and blue lights behind me. Now just put this picture in your head. you have been up for days your in a strange city and have about 30 black beauty's in you pack a long with a few knifes and a pair of nun-chucks. plus I had not taken any pills for a while because i wanted to get some sleep. So i turned and put my best foot forward and asked if I could help. What I seen was the best looking cop I still to this day have ever seen. She asked where I was going, and i told her I was going to crash on the beach. She said that, that wouldn't be a good idea, for it wasn't safe. Then asked if i had any money, I pulled the $2 I always kept in my pocket out and showed her that there was in fact 2 (that is what you had to have or you would be a vagrant and subject to arrest.) She just smiled and told me to get in the back of her car and she would take me to a place that was safe and she could keep an eye on me. Well she took me to N. Hollywood and showed me a spot under three palm trees where i would be out of sight and safe.... she was wrong.
In the middle of the night the wind picked up and it started to rock the palm trees ...... do you know what grows in palm trees? I felt like Gilligan, coconuts dropping out of the trees like they were on a mission. (if my sister is reading this she might remember the little one i brought back when she came over from Manila yep that was from that night). And I never did see her (the cop) again. The next day i was walking around town in Miami just looking at all the crap they have going on, all the shops windows were bared I had never seen that before. i was crossing a street in the middle of the day and there was a African American man walking towards me and just after he passed by me a man in a suit that was following him pulled out a gun and shot him. I thought i was dead, then i thought i was going to be next. I have never ran so fast in my life, and I had a 90lb back pack on. I ran all the way on to the beach. I changed my cloths and did all i could to look like some one else and not the guy that seen him shoot that guy. i was pretty shook up for a while. When I did finely get the nerve to go back into the city i headed straight in to little Africa that is what i found out later what that part of town was called. I cut though an ally and that was a bad idea. I felt some one grab my back pack and he flung me around and up against a wall and laid the barrel of a gun along side my nose. And then asked the stupidest question I have ever heard. I mean come the fuck on, I have a big back pack I'm wearing dirty cloths and need a shower like real bad I look like and am a bum. And this ass hole asked me for money... this guy is real smart. So I did what every person should do when this happens i reached in to my pocket and gave him that $2 i kept in there for the cops. he looked at it and i will never forget this part as long as i live. He said 2 bucks that's all you have got, I told him that i was hitch hiking across the states and was broke what did he expect me to be rich dressed the way i was?. he was pissed but he fucking gave me back that $2 and as he was walking off i called him a name i will not repeat on here. he heard me and turned and asked what i said, i told him nothing and he walked off. If he would of had me take my shoe off he would of found the $250.00 or so bucks i had stashed there.... I loved it and I still smile every time i think about that.

i got a hotel room for what i thought was going to be just one night but that bed felt so good i stayed 2. I was eating more and popping less pills be cause I wanted to use that bed. but as the money started to go i knew i needed to do something to get more I was a long way away from home. So I did what every young man would do i went to key west! party capital of the state. I got there and found a party right off, in fact I think the whole time i was there I was at a party. I remember waking up on the third or forth day I was there and finding money all over the place nothing big just $5 here $1 there and some change but I had like $75 in no time then I noticed a bunch of people picking stuff out of the surf. At first i thought it was more money, but i found out it was something better. It was pot, some one must of been bringing it in and ran in to the coast guard and dumped it over board. and it must of been a lot. i my self picked up about a pound. then started talking to some of the others that were picking it up. they explained that you have to soak it in fresh water then dry it out other wise it would stink. i gave them what i had for some other weed they had that i could just leave with i had no time for that, i lost out on the deal but it was free anyway.

Okay that's enough for this one, i will continue with this tomorrow. so look for pt.3B next.

Life story pt. 2 Then the trouble started

2008-10-27T08:59:00.000-07:00

Jr. high, The time when we start to try all the new things. So I started trying. And I found myself smoking and not just cigs either I was smoking pot as much if not more than cigs. I didn't fall in to a bad group I was in one long before I came to the Jr. high. We just cared less once we got there. In the 7th grade I was asked to go out for football, The coach said I had hands like glue... but I would have to stop smoking. I told him no. Then I was asked to go out for track I was pretty good at the 100 yard low hurdle's I broke the school record and held it for 3 hours.... in tell a friend of mine beat me out by.04 seconds. But again I said no. smoking was my first thought, I didn't want to quit.

As i was getting in to the 9th grade I started doing other drugs. I'm sure a lot of you tried drugs growing up and remember cross tops. I loved them and I mean I really loved them. Then there were all the other uppers, black beauty's Christmas trees yellow jackets and the such...... I tried them all.

It started to effect my home life as a teenager we all go through growing pain and doing a lot of drugs does not help matters much. So I started running away from home... for years and years I always blamed my family for this, but I know now it was me and the drugs. I lived with friends for about a year then moved in with my Aunt she was always like a mother to me and she was my mothers sister and best friend she left us in June this year and I miss her a lot but I have only fond memories of her.

I decided that I was to smart for school and told my Aunt that I was not going to return .... she thought about that for maybe 1 second and said your not going to school your not staying here.... and again I made the wrong choice. I instead chose to join Job corps. And that was and is the worst choice I ever made in my life.

I arrived at the Job corps center in Oct. of 76, I was 16 and knew more about the world than anyone else...... NOT. I found out that this wasn't going to be a place to learn and be taught a trade, it was going to be a place where you were taught a trade and cheated out of an education. Oh and lets not forget the drugs, lots and lots of drugs. They did not turn a blind eye to the drugs they tried to control it but we were better at hiding them than they were at finding them. we had a system of warning everyone in the dorm that they were coming and in the 6 months I was there only one time did anyone get caught in our dorm.... the other dorm was not so lucky.

When I had done the 6 months that is required to get your savings I left, I was worse off for the wear and was really thinking of turning my life around and for 3 years I just floated by, from one job to the next and started selling the drugs I was doing. I made a lot of money and was spending it just as fast. Then came my big adventure.... And that will be part 3.

The life story of ken part one (the early years)

2008-10-26T00:01:00.000-07:00

I called this part the early years because that is where I am going to start. I said on my other blog that I may leave somethings out but all that I put in will be true. So I'm starting off at the beginning. I think this will take up to 4 post to do and maybe more. I may throw in something else in between them but like the title says "What ever I want" and that is just how it will be. this is not going to be a tip toe blog. this will be a hold on to your pants type of blog. You or I will never know what is coming in tell its here! Now on with the post.

I was born in May 1960 in the state capital of Oregon, Salem. My first memory is of the same day as the picture on this post. I'm the little one. That is the day after the Columbus day storm.

We were hit with 120 mile an hour winds, trees and house blew apart. And I don't remember it at all. but 46 years later I still remember playing in a fort in the middle of the street the next day.

I only went to school my first year while living in down town Salem. In the summer of 67 my parents bought a house outside the city limits. It was a big house to me. It had been moved to the spot it stood from just down the road. It was now in the middle of a Field. It had 2 rooms down stairs with one bath room a living room kitchen and dinning room. the upstairs was just one big room. That summer is full of memory's and all good ones. we made games to entertain us, One I think of often was the city we made on the back of a twister game. we would use or hot wheels on that thing and it seemed we played for hours upon hours.

We would help with the remodel when ever we could. there was so much that need to be done. Every door way but one was an arch and when we were done every one but one was square. we put 4 bedrooms a sewing room and a bathroom upstairs. We needed the room there were Mom and Dad, my two sisters and my two brothers and I. We also needed to fence the place put a yard or 3 in. and build a barn. I don't think it was all done that first year but I know we worked on it for a long time.

So we got some cows and some chickens, pigs and all the fun little critters that come with a farm. Rabbits, ducks, turkeys, crows, rats, pigeons, hawks, owls, raccoons and we must not forget the skunks. We had them all and we had a ball.

THEN I STARTED JR. HIGH......... Look for that to be the next part"Then the trouble started"