… if the van is a rockin’.

I heard this song on the radio earlier and it brought back memories Of course in ‘75 I was all of twelve years old, but that didn’t stop me years later. Okay, so it was her van and we didn’t go “all” the way, but we did go past the heavy petting stage…

Yeah, I’m starting to freak out some of my readers now. But it was very special.

The song however brings back memories more of the care free days of my youth rather than the sexual exploits described in the song.

But I did give a ride to a barefoot girl and dropped her off in a town that small. The peck on the cheek was all the payment I needed for giving her a lift. Of course, it wasn’t long before I got into the habit of giving her a lift every week. And then we started dating…

I’m starting to ramble on again. She sure was pretty though. And nice. One of the few women I know of that finished college still a virgin.

Uhm, here is the song lyrics….

Chevy Van
by Sammy Johns

I gave a girl a ride in my wagon
Now she crawled in and took control
She was tired as her mind was draggin
And I said get some sleep-and dream of rock and roll

Like a picture she was laying there
And moonlight dancing off her hair
She woke up and took me by the hand
She’s gonna love me in my Chevy van
And that’s alright with me

Her young face was like that of an angel
And her long legs were tanned and brown
Better keep your eyes on the road son
Better slow this vehicle down ’cause

‘Cause like a picture she was laying there
And moonlight dancing off her hair
She woke up and took me by the hand
She’s gonna love me in my Chevy van
And that’s alright with me

I put her out in a town that was so small
You could throw a rock from end to end
A dirt road main street, she walked off in her barefeet
And it’s a shame I won’t be passin’ through again

Like a picture she was laying there
And moonlight dancing off her hair
She woke up and took me by the hand
We made love in my Chevy van
And that’s alright iwth me

Yeah like a picture she was laying there
And moonlight dancing off her hair
She woke up and took me by the hand
We made love in my Chevy van
And that’s alright with me

All right with me

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I was just informed that my comments are not working. I am looking into fixing the problem, but it may take awhile to do so. If you have any comments you want to send just email me at the moment at yog_sothoth[REMOVE THIS]@softhome.net. Please remember to remove [REOMVE THIS] from the email address.

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Note to everyone: rushing through a project, or anything for that matter, is a bad idea that can lead to some serious problems. Take going to work. If you are rushing to work and speed through town, you are very liable to get a speeding ticket.

No, that is not what happened to me. No, I had a user that zipped through testing a program that had been submitted for user beta testing. This user just rushed through the testing and approved it for use in the live environment. After this program is out in the real world doing its duty, the user comes back to me to tell me she forgot to run some other test in her rush to get off work. Luckily in my alpha testing that I do before I ever let a user near the program, I tested the program for just those set of tests that she needed. Well, I gave her my results and allowed her to continue testing in the test environment. Luck for her, the program pass the other tests.

No harm done. But I can wager she will never rush a test again.. until the next time she has to rush home.

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Yes, I am still alive regardless of the attempts by the MLDCFC (Militant Leonardo DiCaprio Fan Club) and the WRHPWESAE (We Really Hate People Who Eat Spam And Eggs) to end my meager existence (at least it wasn’t the PATUOCFSATDLDASBBUADBWHGBIMWRHGBWAP – People Against The Use Of Chairs For Sitting At Tables During Lunch, Dinner, And Sometimes Breakfast, But Usually At Dinner Because We Hate Green Beans, I Mean We Really Hate Green Beans With A Passion – those people are just really annoying).

I’ve been a bit slow in updating and catching up with all that has gone on lately and it is a grind trying not to fall further behind. Outside of being sick all last week (I still feel a bit under the weather) and not being at work, nothing has been going on lately. Boring. Yes, I am aware that some people would kill to have a boring life.

Hopefully in the next few weeks I will have some minor design changes in this site to report as well as the resumption of movie reviews for the common man and woman and chipmunk.

You might notice that much of my archives are now on this server. I used my time when I was down with the flu (and the upper and lower respiratory infections – this close to pneumonia) to move some of the archives from my old Lycos site. It is a lot of hard work transfering the entries from a different format to one that MT recognizes.

I’ll see y’all later.

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Choose one and explain

1. Which is worse, the Burning Question ~OR~ the Painful Truth?
I would say the Painful Truth. I’ve had an aversion to pain. I don’t have problems with questions. The Burning Question could be anything and you don’t have to answer truthfully if the situation (according to some people), but the Painful Truth comes from someone else, someone whom you have no control over.

2. “Live hard, die young and leave a beautiful corpse” ~OR~ “Live long and prosper”?
I’d rather live long and prosper since I have yet another aversion, this time to death. And who wouldn’t want to prosper?

3. Let bygones be bygones ~OR~ Bitch, I’ll cut you!?
I’d rather let bygones be bygones. Forgive and forget the best that you can or it will fester in your soul and ruin your life.

4. Private hell ~OR~ Sharing is caring?
I’d rather go the sharing is caring route thank you, I’ve been in the Private Hell.

5. Open hearted ~OR~ Walls around your heart?
I prefer open hearted. That type of person is not closed to others or to experiences and such a person tends to be a good friend and wise decision maker.

Take part in the Friday Five.

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My apologies for my absence, but I’ve been sick since Monday. I’m still not at 100%. I’ll be posting soon.

But Beware of The Blob!

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I was trying to catch up on my blog reading at Just One Bite when i came across this entry about pick-up lines. Yes, I used my share of really lame pick-up lines in the youth, but I found the best pick-up lines were not even a lines….

I don’t know how many dates and relationships started with one of those three questions. It wasn’t like I was fishing for a date when I said them.

And those three questions work on men as well as women… at least on me.

Many a woman has wooed me with the offer of assistance to find me buying them dinner at a nice restaurant and/or movie.

Which leads to what happened a few weeks ago.

Minding my own business when I see this young lady carrying a bundle of packages to her car. Knowing she was going to have a bit of difficulty getting into her car with her hands full, I offered to help. After we stowed her packages in her care, she thanked me. As I started to walk away, she grabs my arm and says (I don’t remember exactly what was said but I remember gist of the conversation)…..

“I don’t normally do this. What are you doing for dinner tonight?”

After my initial shock (yes, she was attractive), I blushed and smiled politely and I replied that I was probably having dinner with my wife.

After saying I looked cute with my blushing and dimples, she asked me if I was free the next night.

I gave her the same answer.

“Are you free this weekend?”

Now, wondering if I may have misunderstood her, I told her I don’t usually go out to dinner with people I don’t know unless my wife is invited.

To which she replies that she just wants it to be a two-some.

Really worried that woman is either psycho or just infatuated with me for the moment, I told her that I wasn’t interested. Now being the idiot that I am, I couldn’t just walk away, and I said something to the fact that she could have any man she wanted.

You guessed it… she said she found me interesting and nice, and that she found that very attractive.

My mind at this point was saying to my body something to the fact… “Idiot! You should have said no and just ran away after the first invitation. Run back into the store and get lost in the crowd.”

So I gave my goodbyes, and as I was about the leave she said “Well, maybe some other time then. See you.”

“Don’t smile you idiot”, my brain told my face. Too late. At least I only nodded my head and walked away instead of saying anything.

I walked briskly away… at a fast pace… back to the store. Hid in the crowd. All the time tell myself that just do the good deed and run away next time…. don’t stop for polite conversation!

Good thing is I haven’t seen her around since that day. Maybe I can avoid her until she forgets me, it is a relatively big town.

And the toilet? Well, I was so distracted that I forgot to put the seat down before I went potty. You would think with my big arse I could sit down with out the seat. Not exactly. Thankfully the toilet paper roller is attached firmly to the wall or I would had to explain getting stuck in the toilet.

Sometimes my life is a sit-com… a really bad sit-com.

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This week is about me….

1) what is one thing about you that you hate?
My respiratory system. I hate all the wheezing and shortness of breath and all the side effects it causes.

2) what is one thing about you that you love?
Love? What is love? It is a flo…. okay, I guess my intelligence? I don’t know. I’ve never thought about it.

3) if you had to change one thing about you what would it be and why?
My weight. I would be slimmed down and muscle bound. Unfortunately, I come from a family history of weight problems.

4) one is one word that you would use to define yourself?
Suave. Rico Suave. Actually I would say bookish.

5) imagine what you would look like in a perfect world.. what do you look like?
Tall, not balding, no glasses, and thin… with fangs six inches long and claws out to here. *snicker, snicker*

Do your Friday Five.

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Persistence is a virtue.

I done whipped that program that was giving me such a time.

That is all.

“Bambridge scholars never wrote about this.” – Evelyn Carnahan – The Mummy

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