Friday, September 14, 2001

Changes


[[James asked me to erase my post from today. I am only doing this out of respect to him, and no other reason, but the song stays.]]

whenever I run
whenever I run to you lost one
it's never done
just hanging on

just past has let me be
returning as if dream
shattered as belief

if you have to go don't say goodbye
if you have to go don't you cry
if you have to go I will get by
someday I'll follow you and see you on the other side

but for the grace of love
I'd will the meaning of
heaven from above

your picture out of time
left aching in my mind
shadows kept alive

if you have to go don't say goodbye
if you have to go don't you cry
if you have to go I will get by
I will follow you and see you on the other side

but for the grace of love
I'd will the meaning of
heaven from above

long horses we are born
creatures more than torn
mourning our way home

Thursday, September 13, 2001

Accidents Will Happen...


Okay, how many of you out there were thinking that I was going to post email on that? Ha ha! My name isn't Dave Mancini, so if you email me, it becomes private property of me. However, if you're having S&M sex and I happen to walk in on you with my digital camera, and snap a picture, then that is different, and I'll post the picture here. That's what happened to me this morning. See, James is having problems (big time) with his physics class at OSU, so I decided to help, and signed up for the same class. Anyway, I was the ride to class today, and I knocked on James's front door, waited 5 minutes, and knocked again. Nothing. So I let myself in. The place was silent. I figured that James was still in bed asleep, and I headed up to his room. I had no idea how right I was.....

James was in bed, but he wasn't sleeping. As you can see, I came in during the encore....



Yeah, I have more pictures, but I can't put them here, because what if the kids are watching?! I don't want to be responsible for your kids' sex education. Anyway, about an hour ago, James was on, talking to Jana (again, I'll save the world of about five pages of details here cause it ain't any of the world's bussiness), and he was eating a green popsicle. At first, I thought that Jana had said something to him that made him really happy. Then, when I played the webcam movie again, I seen the popsicle fall off it's stick and into James's lap. This still was taken about two minutes after the popsicle fell.....



I think I've had enough for today, don't you?

Wednesday, September 12, 2001

Happy 1st Birthday Nicole Lian Grohl!!!

Today's my niece's 1st birthday. Celebrate accordingly! I can only wish that I'm here to say the same for when my own daughter turns 1.


Isn't she cute? She's Jade's first daughter.

Tuesday, September 11, 2001

Laughing Stalks


I wanted to blog yesterday, but I didn't because it was Kaycee's birthday. She'd have been 20. I do have a certain respect for the people that I knew who have died of this terrible disease that even a bone marrow transplant didn't get rid of for me. Thanks anyway Cedric.

I won't tell how I got Jack, because it would violate the contract with PETA, but I will say this: he's not going to any zoo anytime soon, which is what a lot of people thought. I want to keep Jack, like he's a dog. He isn't, of course, he's a 400 pound pig. And I think he worked a little against me yesterday. Sometime last night, Jade got up to go to the bathroom in the dark, tripped over Jack, fell, got up pissing herself, and ran into the bathroom, pulled down her panties and pratically jumped on the pot. Problem: I was already sitting on the toilet. "Hey!" I cried. She jumped up and sat down in the bath tub. Too late: My lap was already covered with her piss. Yes, I was sitting on the pot in the dark. Is there a problem with that? Dave comes in and turns on the light because he'd heard Jade scream. There she was, sitting in the tub with her panties around her ankles, in a puddle of her own piss. All that she had to say? "I hate that fucking pig!" I think the feeling's mutual, Jade!