His-tory Pro-jects

the dingos stole my baby......!

2007-02-01T21:05:00.000-05:00

well it was a night not much different than tonight ......

About two thirty I decide if I'm going to be worth anything for service in the morning I better get some sleep. I turn off the lights and lock the front door. I have had a stuffed up nose so I hadn't used my sleep machine for a few nights but the airways were clear tonight, So i figured I'd strap it on. It probably takes point three seconds to fall asleep with it on (such a great invention dont know what I'd do with out it ... Oh yea I remember not sleep) and as far as I know everything is fine in the world.

We've had two regular pioneers staying with us for about a month now and them scurring about the house at the wee hours of the morning was nothing new. Knock, knock, Jereme .... knock, knock Jereme please. this was a little odd cause they previously had never woken either Sean or I before, but I just figured that they thought I was going out in service with them, so no big deal. I poke my head out the door of my room to see what the fuss was, and get greeted by Juan with a disturbed look on his face, Jereme please come. so almost by hand Im led to the back of the house only to see Ronald at the back door, its wide open and his service bag is dumped on the floor. At this point I'm still asleep and not really thinking about what I'm seeing, so I finish the yawn and take another look. almost in unison Juan and Ronald point back into the house "meda" and as I turn my head I can feel my hart explode ...... It was gone!

along with my ipod my watch Sean's camera and ronalds phone ... and various other power cables and computer bags ...

no one got hurt and we still have all the music on the tank to listen to .... so how was your day

finaly back home

2006-12-15T17:24:00.000-05:00

yea its weird I was only here for a week before but this time comming into town felt like home ...

... I well its a rainy day not unlike florida off and on. The road from SanJose to here was almost closed cause of the rain yesterday so the busses were not running any later than three ... got there at four. I had to spend the night in town, found a nice hotel with internet in the rooms and free breakfast. traditional Tico breakfast consists of rice n beans with eggs and fruit on the side . Its actually quite a nice start to the day. there was also a nice Italian style place accross the street, good food (alittle pricy compaired to normal CR prices, about like Chilies)but the beer was cold and the anchovie, garlic, and black olive pasta I had was well worth it. left SanJose around nine after breakfast and got to SanIsidro about one and called kevin to come and help me bring my bags to the house(way over packed again), but then I hear this lady screming as she is stepping off the bus. she had lost/got stolen/broken somthing ... they way she carried on I thought she had left her child at the half way point (theres a stop for food /bathroom half wayfrom SanJose to SanIsidro) but ther stil like an hour and a half that you on the buss after that so I think you notice if your kid was missing? i wish I knew enough spanish to understand what she was carring on about.

... at the internet cafe? theres no coffee here but we still call it that I think wIll just start calling it work cause thats what its been used for since we found it ... its our favorite one that we found Ice cold air and new computers (aka fast) but a CUP OF COFFEE would be nice. had such a bad headace the other day cause of lack of caffine ... maby I should stop ... na , I saw theas profetic words on a t-shirt, Rehab is for quiters ... I think that would apply here. well se you all in a few months ... some sooner than others

did you really want to know

2006-12-05T23:58:00.000-05:00

so the other day my fondness for short hair was brought into question. So Ive thought about it deeply ... (OK not that deeply) and it comes down to this it not really the short hair its necks .... I like necks. Now as for the meaning of that well that's for another day. there was another thing was brought up that night and raised an eyebrow or two, my un contentment with the word "huggable" now don't get me wrong its a statement that has a positive context, I under stand that. but growing up it had a hole other meaning .... I will define that for you now.

hug·ga·ble [huhg-uh-buhl] – adjective, evoking a desire to hug close; inviting a close embrace; cuddly: a huggable little baby. [Probably of Scandinavian origin; akin to Old Norse hugga, to comfort.]

kiss·a·ble [kis-uh-buhl] – adjective, inviting kissing through being lovable or physically attractive. [Middle English kissen, from Old English cyssan.]

Ill give you a few more examples .....

grimace .... to most

2006-11-06T22:35:00.000-05:00

well this is probly th last post from FL for a wile ... as i sit here trying not to drip on my keys ... aperntly if you go too many days with out sleep you get sick ... weird I have a bunch of stuff to do and all I want to do is sleep.

supper cool party SJ and thanks to Alice for the dance (I wouldn't put it on you performance resume) but it was really nice to see every one befor I go .... Ill finish this tomarow when my heads not throbbing

flight time fun time

2006-09-24T01:30:00.000-04:00

so I'm on the plane ...cant sleep any more when I think to my self hay why not take some time to make a post haven't don that in a wile its funny I used to post almost every night put now its kind a monthly thing witch is weird there's more happening now than there was then but maybe thats just it. so to he post I start taking pictures and the flight is fairly empty but non the less there is a guy across the isle from me(who can see the screen from the angle he's at) .... he's now staring at me as I contort my face in all sorts of weird directions trying out the different lenses i see him chuckling to himself witch encourages me to do it more (let this guy think Im a total weirdo) ...... I am. so now Im done with the photo booth and the freaking out of the guy next to me. Now I get to the part where I would be typing something.....I don't know what typing program this thing has is it cause till now I had the computer in my room with word or anything else I would need to write a post in .... so I start the search I found TextEdit 20 minuets later ..... and now were landing the plane (I'm not really helping, till this point the pilot has done pretty well so Ill let him finish it) and I got to put the laptop away but all and all Im happy with the direction of this post .....

so were at the house that we might be staying at a house here in Crookston and much to my surprise I have cat allergies. I like cats, I'm very comfortable around people that like cats, but apparently 7 cats is a little overbearing and more that my system can handle well see if the clairatin can do the job if not this will be a great trip

airplane fun

2006-09-24T01:20:00.000-04:00

no abla espanole ....

2006-09-06T20:53:00.000-04:00

well it´s been a great week so far I cant evan realy start to explain how nice it realy is .... so get ready to visit and learn some spanish and bring your walknig shoes

in all realtiy the only regret that I have is the not taking spanish more serously ... so basicly what Im saying is, who wants to go with me to the spanish meetings ... no realy after the CO´s visit Im jumping ship and going full-blown spanish

P.s. if you happen to talk to my nephue inform him that for his comments to people about him owning the computer now .... Im now taking it with me!!!

Bologna was the color of her skin

2006-08-02T15:33:00.000-04:00

Yea so I watched this lovely movie the other night and came to this conclusion, how do you take a girl that is already attractive and make her even hotter, cut her hair. Now this is not a new thought to any body that really knows me but when I was talking to a friend the other night I was informed of this, apparently length of hair = womanosity. The hole night was quite interesting found out some other interesting tid bits about people ..... I think that's what I like most in life, its not doing stuff its getting to know the people that I'm doing it with. It never ceases to amaze me how you think you know someone then they let you into a facet of their life that makes you special. Not that no one had ever heard it before and not like your a "special friend" but really reached that level of friendship that your in the loop of whets going on in their life.

I get into my work

2006-07-20T19:22:00.001-04:00

so I notice that there's a nail missing in the piece wood that I'm attempting to nail into the header above a door jam. Thinking to my self "funny I didn't hear the ting of a nail hitting the ground". Look around for a few seconds more for this missing nail, when much to my surprise, I find it .... in my arm. "Wow that went deep" I said to my boss (keep in mind this is a 3 1/2inch nail) he promptly walks to the other side of the garage that we're working on and points to a co-worker telling them that they need to take me to the hospital. Brandon and I by now are laughing our heads off, so we hop in his truck and are on our way.

First we go to centra care (it was closer)after freaking out the receptionist the acting doctor tells us that he can't help us there just in case its worse than it looks, so we leave for the hospital,but not before I take the opportunity to freak out some little kids in the waiting room. So once again we're off, this time to the emergency room.

Upon arrival we are once again showered by ooos and aaahs wile I have Brandon fill out the paper work, I'm right handed the nail is in the left arm but, by now I'm a celebrity and have no time for paperwork. The admitting nurse takes me in to this little room where she takes my info and vitals(I like my waite better in metric). She shows me this recopied 15 times over sheet of paper with numbers with smiley faces above them indicating the degrees of pain 0 being a big grin to 10 being extreme pain well it looked more like constpation than pain so I chose 2. The nurse bumped it to 3 so that I could get a better painkiller prescription(man do they know me there or what)they send me to this little room where I wait for the doctor to see me...... wait..... wait.... actually it only took about twenty minutes must be a slow day. I don't get a doctor instead I get three nurses(male sorry no fantasy story)one for the tetanus shot, never had one of those before. One to fill the wound with novacane, and another to hold my arm wile the other two of them pull out the nail with this big surgical pliers. novacane was set so it didn't hurt it just felt like they were pulling a nail out of my arm. ..... That's it went home got some pain killers and antibiotics and a paid day off tomorrow.... Anybody doing any thing I'm board

Oh yea by the way, the bump that the arrow is pointing to is the other end of the nail

Blipie: not just a sub any more

2006-07-15T07:24:00.000-04:00

Ok so I've had enough with the political correctness. At what point do we go from close friends to saps to afraid to express our self. Well emotions are probly the key to it all but, at some time we need to also realize that sometimes the truth is necessary. So in honor of truth in friendship I would to from now on be addressed as one of the following

tubbie
fatso
hefalump
big guy
biggist guy
2xL
large and in charge
michalin
heffer
suwie
blobert
tubbie lumkins
jubba
tons o fun
shamu
chunk
brawd sholders
brawd a$$
pudgie
bunns of veal
koolade
fatty Mcfaterson
huskie
large marge
the "blob"
anirexic malfunction
pete (I've always liked that mane)
peterbilt (they build semitrucks)
grimmis

well theres just a few but if you have any more feel free to post them (this is a chance to get off you chest all you skinnie ninies)

icon, or maybe icon't

2006-07-06T19:10:00.000-04:00

So I finally fixed my site so gratifying (only I want to Change it again)

I found this great folder of icons that I downloaded from some Japanese site there great they're making fun of hello kitty so their all cutesy but they'll have a knife in their hand or they are a deformed hypercolor monster, but still cute. I love the Japanese they're so traditional. Even when they are stealing an Idea or fad from another country its still done that is distinctively their own. and its not just a cheap rip off or bad copy.

Ha Ha, im not a pig, Im healthy

2006-06-18T17:40:00.000-04:00

lets see how many people I can get to join the CLUB

freind ship afoat by a cork

2006-06-14T21:01:00.000-04:00

fooling the fooler
cooling the cooler
drooling over droolers
same game not newer

we play the game not knowing we started
we start the game ever fool hearted
you've got the cart rolling now
will you stay in your cart..... sid

freinds have ties
ties that bind
are you ready for
ties that tie from behind

a mask a facade
a theroy to laud
a fooling of thoughts
and feelings are flawed

friends are not poets
not in that sence
but friends will still worrie
to check the pretence

New House, New look, New post

2006-04-27T06:50:00.000-04:00

Ok yea its been a wile......

so I got a new phone and with it is the ability to assign MP3's to a phone number, so.... WHAT SONG ARE YOU ....Tell me and I'll assign it to your name (that's if I have your number)I used to think that a lot of songs described my life, but then you get to the third or fourth verse and its hay I never did that. I think the song that I have always liked is Adam Ant's "Prince Charming" its a cheesy song but, I was like 7 when I first herd it.

I started drawing again, time wow what's that, but its defintly a worth wile endeavor. I never did much with painting I was always a pen&ink or pencil guy. I would like to do more with water colors they're tricky but, you can do a lot with them and if nothing else it teaches good brush handling. The new ID pick is the first new pic in the book. I hate drawing realistic faces. Most of the time people end up with glasses, it is easier to hide facial features behind them but, when your doing a self portrait I don't have a choice (p.s. that was done without a mirror or picture so, I know its not a exact likeness)

How to sell you heart, for fun, and profit

2006-03-23T18:09:00.000-05:00

Well its done ...... I sold it all ... Well almost all for $350(I feel sick)

have you ever had something for so long that you feel that with out it you aren't yourself any more. I tried out contacts, I liked them for riding the motorcycle but I feel like an alien walking around with out glasses, and the sad thing is all my fears and reasons for wearing the glasses were true ... I look better with glasses. Like a freak with out a tent, the glasses are staying

duct duct duct ........ Goose

2006-03-12T00:30:00.000-05:00

this is a formal thanks to all the hands

if you dont know you wern't there (or maby you were just sleeping)

Issues ... oh,oh, Im next in line

2006-02-20T08:23:00.000-05:00

With the resent popularity in personality test did you ever find your perfect match? I did, twice this week one made me laugh one made me a little teary eyed. (sorry Robert but boys do cry) I was at David Sandersons house when a funny quip was made about my Dyslexia. Upon arriving home I got a phone call from that same David with a link to a web site. definition of Jereme #2

The next came kinda unexpected.(not that I really expected the first)I was driving listening to a few talks I got from Kevin on my PSP(that I bought) and I came across one on the apostle Peter well lets just say you'll have to listen to it your selves. And I know we all fallen short we all have peter like traits, that's not the part that got to me it was in the beginning when he was describing him as a person that is the definition of Jereme #1

Need more time, need more mony, I'll take two thanks honey(the lost post)

2006-02-17T00:07:00.000-05:00

Ever been to a restaurant and have that waitress...."Here lat me get that for you honey", "you need another refill sweetie". Now you might say that surely your not opposed to a little southern hospitality, which I being a "hugger" am not. But at some point you do start to feel a little attached to this person, like maybe this person deserves a bigger tip she's my "friend"... Don't be fooled I've worked in restaurants.(real friends point and laugh at you when you sneeze and a you end up with snott on you chin...And the table)

as to the age old question "where has Jereme been" don't fret he's still around(too round) I have just been working weeknights at the local wally world so I'll just be making guest appearances on the weekend for a wile, but I get booked up quickly so I need a day or two's notice if any thing important is going on

P.s. this paragrah will no longer apply as I have put in my two week notice at wally
world so that I didn't die falling asleep at the wheel. I should be back to back in your lives soon (man I'm intrusive)

excuses excuses ex-Suse ed

2006-02-01T08:03:00.000-05:00

i got this mother board that has a usb 2.0 port on it .... but I cant get it to work in windowsXP "daa it works fine in LINUX" said nameless computer builder but that doesnt help me today....Arrrrge

I think we all know the mouse in the comic.... its you!

P.s. I was late to work today cause of the peer pressure of blogging but Im not
going mention any names (caugh caugh Schumanns caugh)

to Blog or not to Blog, is that a question?

2006-01-05T18:20:00.000-05:00

I always start post right befor the meeting then get home and decide not to finish them, or start reading others blogs and then befor you know it all the time that I was going to put into a post is gone. if I had any thing other that work I geuss I would have more to post about but really thats been my life for the last few weeks other than getting sick ...you want a few funny flem stories I got-em...

I was wondering how many actual readers are actualy left out there... now that think about it theres more readers than there are posters (preasent party included)

I think I just start the kevin murphy randum thought blog it seams to work for him

well i got to get ready.....

BAD TOOTH BLUES

2005-12-08T18:42:00.000-05:00

Ok so I got two wisdom teeth that are coming out tomorrow "WooHoo" and due to them being evil teeth I got an abscess that has formed and is causing quite a bit of pain but that's ok "I'm a rough tough tree fighter I can handel any thing" as I've said the three times I've tried to go to work this week only to come crying home to my mommy cause of the pain each time. But it will be done this weekend and Ill be $700 poorer. The part that stinks is that I was supposed to go to the quickbuild this weekend and I don't know how I will be feeling so I'm not sure if I will be able to make it or not (sorry Kevin) but I hear that "Jo" Calhoun is quite good at delivering peanutbutter milkshakes maybe I can abuse him like Ben did

sorry for the runnyonyness of the paragraph ,I would like to blame it on the medication that I'm taking but you all have read my blog and know that's not true.

shameless test"PLUG"

2005-12-07T00:07:00.000-05:00

ok so heres the deal I dont usally use my freinds in this way but..... I really want a Sony PSP and they're stinking expensive. so heres the story you sign up for one of thease deals HERE and I get credit for it. skip threw the servay questions at the beginning(unless one catches your eye)and then you get to the deal scection where you sign up for something, alot of the stuff is free for the first month then you can quit after a few days. but thats that and I will let you play it when I get it

Ps. It is legit there are all kinds of reports on FREEPAY and I personaly know three people that have used it and gotten there items.

Shining night on a white Iron Horse ..... check

2005-11-29T01:45:00.000-05:00

so this is my bike... Well kinda I couldn't find one with all the goodies on it and for the most part mine is white but you get the idea it's a 1978 GL1000 Honda Goldwing (my shining white steed)

well some of you know my history of tree fighting, that was all training. I since a kid have always had the night in shining armor syndrome I always had dreams that I would find my damsel in distress and rescue her from what ever affliction was troubling her world. Valiant, no ... Stupid, yup. That has a big part with the fact that I was engaged twice. I was going to be the hero.... or at least the guy that thought he knew the answer to the problems. Low and behold you can't save people that don't want to be saved. Too bad it took a few chunks of heart with it

so tonight I rode out on my trust worthy steed to save the day(need to get a ear piece for my phone)got there and the damsel was gone seems a street wise profit knows the ways of the manuel engine. Alas my good deed will have to wait for another day

Sit Ubu, sit

2005-11-28T21:32:00.000-05:00

Herd a lot of talk about pets this weekend and I think the hole thing is sad....Don't get me wrong I love animals I watch the nature channel, I have three fish tanks and a bird but, when I am told that I am mean cause I eat a certain type of food is when I put my foot down. I don't have a problem with vegetarians, its the hypocritical people that get my feathers in a ruffle, don't get mad at me for eating Peking duck(cause you have a pet duck) wile your smacking your lips on some sweet&sour chicken. If I'm a jerk for eating a ham sandwich next time you go to get your new beautiful ostrich european carry all, just give me the 200$ and I'll take you out for a nice stake dinner.

then there's the abuse of animals, I'm sorry if a cat(or dog) is clawing at my shoulder wile I'm trying to accomplish something he's lucky that he just gets some vulgarities yelled at it and scooted across the floor. is that realy abuse I think not

(note: no names were used in above stories as to save the incrimination of any of the following people, Chelsy, Jacky, Stacy, Nina, Avril)

Food Time Good Time

2005-11-08T19:41:00.000-05:00

I like eating but I'm really sick of the side efects....
I think I was 2 when this picture was taken. Ive always been a good eater never had the eating issues that other kids had. Always liked salad and cooked vegies. I also will eat the odd things like liver and onions and sushi(not mixed). I think I will give my self a eating disorder(or maby I already have one) I would like to stay away from puking but, I think a mild case of anirexia would work. now this is by no means to make fun of the people with thoes problems but realy have you seen any pictures of Me.

Bring back Visage

2005-11-05T01:10:00.000-05:00

ah, for the days when I could dance.... now some of you have seen my more modern atempts at dancing and well lets just say valent efort, and thanks to all the girls for humoring me on the floor tonight.... Visage was a club that I used to sneek out to as a youth. and it was filed with goths, punks, skaters, mods,and a few skins on a ruff night but the place usaly under control. but there you could dance. I think a lot of my prolem is in the fact that I don't dance well with others. I have a hard enough time keeping my own rythem let alone my dance partners. the dancing that was done there was all solo. It was you and the music, now as far as looks well we all looked like freaks so i geuss you could say are dancing did as well. it was all in how you interped the song. the closees thing that I can think of would interpitive ballet a lot of swaying arm with sholder movement and small body convultions

maby if your reslly nice I'll deminstrate for you

WOW, how times have changed

2005-11-04T18:13:00.000-05:00

I put up this pic so that you all will reconise me in the new system. I was 19 in this pic throwing TV's for Circut City Warehouse I was living on 2to3 hours of sleep a night, and had already gotten in three car acidents due to falling asleep at the wheele (arn't relationships great) the girl next to me was my freind/girlfreind/fiance depending on the hour and minute and who she was speaking to, there was a ring so I geuss the latter applies for most of the time. Its weird I look back at thoes days and wonder if I realy changed that much. (I want my black hair back)

Sonny, thanks for the mamories

2005-10-25T07:23:00.000-04:00

this is a pic of me and Sonny Levine(for anyone that knows him hes doing great) but its odd for all the freinds I had growing up, I have very few pictures. I think the digital age changed that. now theres more pics of me on the web than there has been pictures taken my hole life. but as I think back I would have taken a lot more pictures, memories fade fast and pictures are a time capsule.

and so it began ......

2005-10-18T22:55:00.000-04:00

ok so this is a little after it began but you get the Idea. This is my kindergarden picture, its kinda weird I remember always hateing brown as a kid and maby this picture had somthing to do with it. I remember it being particularly ichy that day as maby you can see in some of the other pictures.

ed-too or-tay

2005-10-18T22:09:00.000-04:00

kind of a weird start to a web paqe but if you know me than you'll understand

2005-10-17T23:53:00.000-04:00

(started writing this about 8 yrs ago, have bits abd peices in note books all over the house, Ill post them as I find them)

Chosen

So there I was. Standing, barely. Legs and arms throbbing, hart beating loud enough for the person next to me to hear. Sweat pouring off me in buckets. By now I’m sure that at least five or six of my ribs were broken, and don’t even want to know about my left collarbone. I can see out of one eye, and the sting of sweat is making that hard. I have one chance to save my life, the girl I love and possible the world. Threw all of this I have this voice ringing in the back of my head.

Why was I chosen?

It all started about three years ago. I had just moved back to Calli and this was going to be my last move with my dad. Seventeen and didn’t give a damm about the world, or my dads views on it. He was some big wig general in the army. Toted my mom and I all over this planet without a care of our wants or needs. I can’t say he didn’t love us. I mean he was there for us most of the time at least when there wasn’t a war going on. But did he take us on family picnics, or wake up on Saturday mornings to watch cartoons with me, no. I guess what really screwed things up between me and my dad was when my mom died last summer, and where was he, Pakistan. He flew back two days later. Mom died of cancer near her lungs, she didn’t smoke or any thing, just one day it was there. She had been sick for a wile, kemo, and the hole nine yards. Nothing seamed to work, after a wile dad and her just seemed to give up. And she died soon after. After that things with my dad just weren’t the same.

I was going to start school in a few weeks, some prep classes for collage, his idea not mine, but his roof his rules. Needless to say I wasn’t looking forward to it. I had barely had time to do any thing during the summer and that was going to ruin the rest of it. So I figured I’d make the best of what time I had left.

“Skateboarding, hobby for most, passion for some, life for me.”

It had been two weeks since I had even seen a board, between moving and me kicking my board under that Sterling, “damm brits if they didn’t drive on the wrong side of the road there wouldn’t have been a problem.” Called the local shop said they had the deck I wanted and would put the grip tape on it so that I could have my fix in no time. Took me ten minuets to get there, was out in five, and was on the streets before my dad even knew I was gone. Started sk8ing when I was twelve, mom always worried that I’d break something, and I did. After she died you couldn’t keep me off the streets. It was my release from life, from the pain of losing her. Like Christen Slater in that crappy movie, except I did my own stunts. Met lots of cool people around the world been to a lot of cool places, but sk8ing at this time was my one true love.

Girls, ha, didn’t have time for them. When you don’t live in one place for more than a year kinda hard to get to know anyone. I had my share of betty’s, but nothing serious. Come to think of it nothing would have lasted more than a week anyways, I was a jerk, skate punk trash, thought anarchy was the only way to live. I did dig Asian girls thou my only weakness. Probaly has something to do with my mom that was her favorite place to go on “vacation” as dad would call it. She would tell me stories of their history and culture, and try to get as far away from the base as was allowed. We ended up living in Japan for about three years. Saw a lot of beautiful things, met a lot of beautiful girls.

I skated all day and most of the night, was out of practice couldn’t pull off crap. About the time I would get something down pat, I would get chased out. “Pork in training”, was something that you had to deal with on a regular bases, witch means you have about ten to fifteen minuets to work a rail or curb if your lucky. So I headed to the beach, heard you could sk8 with out getting crap. And that’s were my life would change.

THE NEW RACHEL

2005-08-07T19:13:00.000-04:00

here I put somthing