...back to the grind...

Hey boys and girls, what's up? After an awesome weekend away, it's back to a daily routine. Gotta love it!

Some of the current events of note are plans to move the BugJuice Megasite to the upcoming Gimbie.net server; the continuing Porn Empire project; and the notorious Claire-Bitch Project being put to DVD in the near future. I really don't have alot more of worth to say today, and I am currently AT work, on lunch, so I should get back to eating. More musings and ponderings as I come up with them later...

...a moment of humility...

I want to say thank you to my family and friends for all the support given these last two years. Whether you knew it or not, I found strength in the fact that you guys believed in me.

Heather, you bailed me out and kept me moving so many times when I felt like I couldn't fight anymore, and I love you more than anything. It was because of you that I succeed at all in anything.

Mom and Dad, Dave and Joanna; Uncle Jeff, Uncle Doug, Grando and all of the countless other family members; family has never meant so much or been so strong in spirit with me than right now.

Guys, friends who are practically family; Joe, a new friend who had so much faith and advice; Big Scuba, who pointed me to Horizon in the first place; to the five crevice dwellers and juicers later; and to the only other Grino animal pal besides myself, who doesn't even know what help he really was; thank you for being behind me.

Grandpa Art...Grandad Ernie....this one's for you guys. God bless and keep you both always.

a new chapter begins...

Well, I now have a job in my field. After two long and exasperating years, I now have a place where my degree can be put to use. And, I also now have a Blog. Always kind of wanted to set something up like this, just never did it before now (and to those who may think this action has it's base out of imitating certain people, you couldn't be more wrong...just thought I'd mention that, for reasons I'm sure we all know too well at this point). Anyway, yippie for me, I have a real job now.

Heather and I are going on a trip to Hannibal this weekend. We actually leave tonight. I'm excited; we've got a room with a friggin' jet tub in it. All sorts of nice things happening to me now, I'm almost waiting for lightening to strike or a big guy with steel teeth and a tattoo that reads "MOTHER (sorry I killed you)" to beat the crap out of me. But hey, maybe good things ARE in my future; although after two years of being shit on by fate, as it seemed to be the case, it's new and unfamiliar to have it the other way.

Watched the Nick Berg video yesterday. I wish I hadn't. Not that I was reduced to a muling baby by it, it's just not the type of thing I should have ever WANTED to see. But as someone knows the saying already, "It's like a train about to hit you and you need to jump out of it's way, but you don't; because you can't." Anyway, I'm ok with the whole thing; it's not like it traumatized me for life, it was just sick. Makes me almost glad we're still over there. Almost. Jason Voorhees is much more humane in his beheadings...

Anyway, now a note about social graces and general social practices: if you have a problem with someone, go to them about it, or if you can't bring it to them directly, at least do it indirectly. Hell, just do it somehow. You all know what I'm saying, right? I should hope so. By the way, there will be a quiz on that later in life, several times, kiddies. Lessons are good to learn, eh?

Well, I'd like to personally thank my hell-spawned friend for pointing me in the direction of "blogging" (ew, kinda sounds like a perverse act, doesn't it? Oh well, since when do I fear perversion??). FYI, if you don't know the Kool-Aid guy, how else would you have that glass of kool-aid? Just get some shit and make shit-aid, I guess...

Seacrest, ou--oh wait. Nevermind. Later.

..when knowledge is subjective...

Some people like to say that they "know" a person. That they can name and predict what a person will say, do, involve themselves in, react to a situation, etc. Most of the time, in my case, it's bullshit. Only a very few people really know what The Quilled One is all about, and they know who they are. Other people know alot, some even know enough to make near guesses, and some are closer to knowing than they realize. However, alot of people claim to "know" me. Kind of gets annoying and sad when you correct them at every turn...but at the same time, that's also a pleasure to do so.

I got another CD to add to my Gravity Kills collection today. Suffice to say, I have one of the biggest GK collections around. One of, not THE biggest, but one of nonetheless. I am excited about that.

In other news, the Friday the 13th box set is going to be a five disc deal; 4 two-sided discs and a 5th supplementary material disc with bonus stuff. At least it's better than the shitty DVDs Paramount Pictures put out before...being a fan, I'll still buy.

Fuck 'em if they can't take a joke, right?