Blog Roll Amnesty Redux, Part II

It seems as of late there has been a few blogmeisters that have republished their blog roll and have given me link love. Being the jolly fellow that I am I wish to reciprocate with everything but the kitchen sink.

The following are the Masters of the Blogworld each in their own mind(and blogverse):

Zaius Nation
You've Really Got to Love Your People*
Yearning For God*
Work in Progress*
When Will I Use This?
We Do It Too*
Ton-Fifty-ONE
The Warped Mind of Ron
The Village Carpenter
The Glamorous Life of a Hausfrau
Suzi Riot
Sharing a Journey*
Seeking Authentic Voice*
Rogue Gunner
RevGalBlogPals*
Random thoughts and Acts of Stupidty
Random Laundry
Presbyterian Gal*
Presbyfruit
Post Secret
Possible Water*
PoliTits
No Smoking in the Skull Cave
My Saturday Evening Post
Mock, Paper, Scissors
MilBlogs
Meaning and Authenticity*
Magdalene's Musings*
Lost in Lima Ohio, A True Crime Blog
LadyBurg*
Jonestown
Jeans, Flops, and Jesus*
Inner Dorothy*
Identity Mixed
I, Splotchy
Hot Cup Lutheran*
Growing Where I'm Planted*
Freida Bee
FranIAm
Faith in Community*
distributorcap NY
Crummy Church Signs**
Cheesehead in Paradise*
Blonde Sagacity
Bits and Odd Pieces of Mindy's Kingdom
Beyond Assumptions
Aunt Dahlia
all the way from oy to vey

Happy Thoughts, Part II

I saw a sparkle yesterday. They have seemed so rare as of late. Sparkles always make me happy. Part of being "the classic dumb male" has always given way to shiny objects.

RevGals Friday Five: Grand Tour

Name five places that fall into the following categories:

1) Favorite Destination -- someplace you've visited once or often and would gladly go again
Valletta, Malta

2) Unfavorite Destination -- someplace you wish you had never been (and why)
Jackson County, Ohio -Hwy 35
For some darn reason, I get pulled over for speeding every time.

3) Fantasy Destination -- someplace to visit if cost and/or time did not matter
Disney World, TomorrowLand, Opening day.

4) Fictional Destination -- someplace from a book or movie or other art or media form you would love to visit, although it exists only in imagination
Battle School (Ender's Game)

5) Funny Destination -- the funniest place name you've ever visited or want to visit
Spread Eagle, Wisconsin

The Poll to the Right

The poll on my sidebar, which I added yesterday, is quite simple really.

I operate a website http://www.wyldth1ng.com/ and it costs me money, unlike this site. I have been operating it since 1997 and it does have some nostalgic pizazz to it, but I am willing to file it in the circular cabinet.

We could say it was a fun run and that be it, even though this site of mine average about a thousand hits a day. However, depending on your(the reader) reaction, will determine its fate.

The poll closes at the end of the month.

Another Splotchy Virus

I have been tagged due to my own demise by FranIAm. Below the story begins:

I had been shuffling around the house for a few hours and already felt tired. The doorbell rang. I opened the front door and saw a figure striding away from the house, quickly and purposefully. I looked down and saw a bulky envelope. I picked it up. The handwriting was smudged and cramped, and I could only make out a few words."(Splotchy)

Despite the throbbing pain in my knees and the dull ache in my lower back, I bent down slowly and picked up the envelope...
Oh no. It did not say this, did it?
Oh yes, it did. It did.
The handwriting was familiar in a way that inspired a cold sweat and a bout of nausea. It was the penmanship of my former husband. You know - the one that was presumed dead.
He disappeared in a suspicious blogging related accident a number of years ago and was never heard from again. I was devastated. I had hated the blog, loathed the thing. What began as a hobby that took but a few minutes a day had morphed into an addiction, the proportions of which could not be measured. It was pure evil.
The blog turned into a cruel and demanding mistress and her siren song was more than I could compete with. One day he left for an evening event, never to return again.
All fingers pointed to one blogger, but I could never get the charges to stick. That one is slick- slick, slick, slick. He can talk a good game and write like nobody's business. But there is something about him, it just is not right.
So my husband was gone, that other one kept blogging and I had to rebuild my life, which I did.
So I finally had the bastard declared dead.
And now this. (FranIam)

Suddenly the phone rang, and I felt like I was ten inches tall and eerie music was playing in the background. I went to pick up the phone and the music stopped.
"Hello?"
Dial tone, no one was there. I glanced back to the door, and there he was. He rushed me and rose his hand and...

Suddenly the phone rang and I just had that "black cat, Friday the 13th" kind of feeling. I looked out into the world. No one, no one was about. I closed and locked the door and went to answer the phone.
"Hello?"
Dial tone, no one was there. I glanced back at the door and it was locked.

I directed my attention to the envelope, abruptly, I heard a knock at the door.(Wyldth1ng)

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As much as I would love to tag everyone, I tag the following:
PoliTits
Yearning For God*
Random Laundry
Presbyterian Gal*
The Glamorous Life of a Hausfrau

Sticker Rant

I was cut off today in traffic by Sport Utility Vehicle, that had car seats in the back seat, soccer ball magnet on the back and a BLUE sticker on the windshield. I probably would have filed this one away had the "missus" not been talking on her cellular phone while looking the opposite way that she was turning and driving.

Just because the sticker is blue, does not give that vehicle the right of way.

End of Story.

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UPDATE- Officers have blue DoD stickers, Enlisted have red DoD stickers.
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UPDATE- I wasn't on base.

Happy Thoughts

My last "treatment" is tomorrow at Occupational Therapy.

I haven't taken a pain killer for three days. (Or alcohol for two.)

My Mom and I talked on Sunday.

There are still flaming sword carrying banshees guarding the streets of my imaginary plane.

My real estate agent and I talked and progress ever so little seems to be happening to my favor.

Old Me vs. New Me

I have to tell you all, I really don't like the new me. I didn't like the old me either, but I didn't know any better and it was due to many years of time. The new me has added a letter, like before I was an XL and now I am an XLT, but has less options than before. I may be better for the long haul but the ride just seems to be a bit bouncy and there is no adjustable head rest. This new color scheme seems to get dirty more often and the fill-ups seem to be closer together. For some darn reason, I didn't get the warranty, that was a mistake, all sorts of little things have been happening and the repair cost is pretty evil. With the old me you could guarantee at least one down workday and two weekends a month, the new me seems much more sporadic. It make it hard for planning. The old one had a garage and the new has one, kind of, but I haven't seen it yet.

The Slip Under the Door Meme

Katie Schwartz tagged me in the most sneaky way imaginable, she told me.



Ten Years Ago what was I doing?

The year of Nineteen Hundred and Ninety-Eight, I was in the Marine Corps. Holy Shit! And I was here at MCAS New River, but was going to school. I was changing jobs from a jet electrician to a helo electrician. Yeah, I was pulling the wool over Uncle Sam's eyes that year.


Five Things on Today's "To Do" List

Go to Occupational therapy. Check

Go to post office. Check

Go to commissary. Check

Go to work. Check

Go to sleep and dream. Half check.

If I were a Billionaire

I believe I did a post about what I would do if I was a millionaire, so let's assume that what ever I was going to do for that piddly amount of money, I satisfied it.

I think the only rational thing to do after that, would be to attach lasers on dolphins and let them rule the world for a while.

Three Bad Habits

If in a bar and there is a lot of smoke, I will subconsciously ask to a smoke a cigarette, thinking I am still a smoker( then later I will get sick from the smoke smell).

I basically can not remember any one's name longer than about thirty seconds, if I see you again and call you by your first name, odds are I imagined you naked in some sort sex-themed love park.

I drink copious amounts of alcohol to rid myself of the pain.

Five Places I've Lived

Milwaukee, Wisconsin

USS Nassau, USS Saipan, USS Guam, USS Wasp

Futenma, Okinawa, Japan

Millington, Tennessee

Yuma, Arizona

Five Jobs I've Had

This is by far is the hardest one. I have been in the Marines for more than a decade now, that alone should count as five jobs.

1-Waiter/Maître d'
2-Bartender
3-Auto-Barrel Operator (Plating factory)
4-Post Hole Drilling & Fences (ha ha, not funny.)
5-Librarian - Aide Technician (I don't have a degree, so I think they added the technician part to make me feel special.)

Working On the Weekend

While there are times when being the military it seems when state-side we have lots of time off. We are also salary workers. Which is why I am at work today. The actual item that brought me in, it seems from my point of view, shouldn't have responded me to come in. (That probably doesn't make sense.) Because of my job and title, some people feel the need to talk to me. It usually doesn't solve anything and the resulting call that I have to make could have been done by the guy who called me. Well, it didn't turn out that way so here I am, at work.

As soon as it looks like this issue gets resolved I am definitely going for a beer.

RevGals Friday Five: Gifts of the Spirit

Have you or anyone you know

1. ...ever experienced a prophesy (vision or dream) that came true?

Sadly, when I do dream I usually dream of things to come.

2. ...dreamed of a stranger, then actually met them later?

Repeat of number one.

3. ...seen a wonder in heaven? (including UFO's)

I have seen(and with others) items that are hard to explain scientifically in the night skies.

4. ...seen a "sign" on the earth?

I am not sure how to answer this question.

5. ...experienced knowledge of another language without ever having studied it?

No, not that I am aware.

Wacky Searches on My Blog, Part II

When people decide to do a web search and they wind up here, it always intrigues me. Here is a list of the most popular ways to find me:

1) wyldth1ng (Seems like a no-brainer)

2) cerveza bitte

3) nautical / salty language (Again, seems like a no-brainer)

4) al asad, al asad 2008

5) mserve@ samsclub.com (This is from a post I did about crappy customer service.)

6) usmc collateral duty inspector, mals-29, cdi stamp, marine corps, homecoming

7) flag etiquette on rainy days (combo search lands mulitple posts)

8) fy 2007 approved selections to staff sergeant (this was a happy day)

9) stop smoking day 5, quitting smoking day five (Apparently, I am not the only one who had a hard day five)

10) sergeants course, sgt's course ( one of the many schools I did to get promoted)

11) stripclubs in jacksonville north carolina (I mentioned it once and people stop by daily to read it)

12) one day, the villagers came with torches to the house (from one of those silly quizzes)

13) meaning of asterisk (it is a good thing I wrote about this, I have a monopoly on it)

14) valders journal (I still haven't figured out why they don't have a website)

15) side effects of wyld, side effects of wyld men (this is a learning process)

16) bad driving japan (it wasn't me, I swear)

17) wyld papa smurf

18) love for a marine quotes

19) norman rockwell homecoming, homecoming marine rockwell

20) alpha males

Pet Peeve #23

It just irks to me to no end when someone inappropriately uses an "s" at the end of their word or words when speaking. Are there any adults that fucking graduate high school anymore?

There are several words in the English language that are already plural with the addition of certain words preceding it.

Every

Some

Any

There is no need to add a fucking "s" at the end of the word that is already plural.

So quit fucking doing it!

If you happen to be talking to me and I slap the back of your head for being a dumb ass, know now you have been forewarned.

All the Above

Not really, but that makes for a good title.

Here is the funny part of the day, I was told that I come off as a chipper young lad.

Let that soak in for a moment.

Okay, that person doesn't really know crap. And who the fuck uses the word "chipper"?

Wacky.

(I guess I should be happy, they did say "young.")

Alpha Males Running Rampant

Wouldn't you know it, the first thing I did when I got to the head doctors office is get into a "who's dick is bigger" contest.

I was immediately pissed off at this point in time. Then the HM1 a the front desk said this schmuck would be part of my evaluation. I then promptly said fuck you, and my afternoon went way better after that.

Needless to say, they did some switching around and I did my evaluation with some other people. I have to call back tomorrow with my decision to do:

a) nothing.

b) see a counselor off the books. (Requires extra driving on my part.)

c) see a licensed clinical practitioner either:

i) on base, on the record. (Able to give Meds.)

ii) off base, on the record. (Able to give Meds.)

iii)off base, off the record. ( Kind of a big shoulder, but closer to home.)

Who knew I would have all these decisions to make?

Head Doctor

Four out of five people I talked to today when I mentioned I was going to see a head doctor automatically assumed it was a neurologist.

Nine out of ten people on the internet or via email thought I was going to see a psychologist.

People, Places and Things

My interaction with people as of late, has been marginal at best. I am starting to get back into my bad habits; not necessarily because I want to, but because it is easy.
The house that I am in a contract for has at least two more weeks of repairs, which in turn means I have at least two weeks more with the rental situation.
The doctors have given me a prescription of Celebrex, does nothing for the pain, stops me from taking aspirin, and have AmbienCR which helps me sleep in four hour blocks.

The goods news is


I am seeing a head doctor tomorrow?

Lazy Sunday

Not much going on today. Don't feel like doing anything.

See you all tomorrow.

RevGals Friday Five: Wait and Pray

Prayer is a joy to some of us, and a chore to others, waiting likewise can be filled with anticipation or anxiety....

So how do you wait and pray?

1. How do you pray best, alone or with others?
I rely on the prayer of others.

2. Do you enjoy the discipline of waiting, is it a time of anticipation or anxiety?
I hope it will come to me when I need it most.

3. Is there a time when you have waited upon God for a specific promise?
Yes

4. Do you prefer stillness or action?
You could think of me like an action hero. But not plastic.

5. If ( and this is slightly tongue in cheek) you were promised one gift spiritual or otherwise what would you choose to recieve?
Hindsight

Adolescence

While it seems from time to time that I rant about things that seem like childish behavior, it is no different from the many rants about whatever floats people boat for that day. It could be:

Politics

Religion

Work

Sex

Almost every discussion on the internet revolves around those magic four topics. There are few exceptions.

In my previous post, I did not call anyone names. I did not throw sticks and I did not throw a single rock. But the outrage of naming a few websites warranted 14 lengthy comments and the post before that, which was really the important one to me, got 9.

I would like to believe that I am a pretty good human when it comes to my adolescence.

I have my flaws. I have my personal guilt. I am not better than you.

I am me.