Hello Wonderful people! Since today is my birthday I've decided I'm going to re-post some of my favorite blog posts over the years. Some will be links back to old posts, some pics, vids kind of a Hodgepodge all day blog! ;) Sit back enjoy and accompany me down memory blog lane. ;) peace
Of course my FIRST ever blog post, wow, it's been over 5 years?! Dang. In any case like for the first week I had a couple of friends read my blog and after that, not so much. To this day no family or friends read this, well my bestie does once every 6 months and I think I have a cousin who checks in once a year! lol
I'm originally from South Dakota but basically grew up in Cali starting in my teen years. Yeah took me a moment to get used to the freaky weather back there!
My mouse email! LMAO!
So dramatic, was I. I had moved to Fresno, CA with a friend of mine who lived in a trailer out in the country.
When I decided I was a shallow person from California. :)
I actually used to blog about stuff going on in my life, but the last few years have been pretty boring and I figured out how to upload photos. Yeah, blog took a big change after that! lol
Ah, when I broke myself. Not good!
Anyways, just a few of my fave blog posts that I wrote from South Dakota and when this blog was very young. Hope they don't bore you too much! Now, some of my fave pics and vids...coming up!
Showing posts with label South Dakota. Show all posts
Showing posts with label South Dakota. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Friday, February 5, 2010
Coming out.
One thing that I've noticed is that there are A LOT of gay blogs, with pics of hot men (including mine) talking about gay rights (mine, not so much)and a bunch of other stuff, but have you ever read a coming out story on a gay blog? I'm positive that there are plenty of gay blogs with coming out stories, I guess I'm just going to the blogs with hot men. LOL
Are coming out stories even relevant anymore to young people? Well I wanted to post mine, it's not dramatic or anything (well okay there are a COUPLE of moments, but compared to others...)but I thought I would share my story. I often feel like I'm blogging for others and I forget, this is my blog. So this post is for me, to share with you. Oh and no, this blog is not going all touchy feely, there will be hot men, posts of football and other random shit on here soon! lol Enjoy! ;) peace
oh and thanks to my Sexy Muse for the inspiration to post this.
I came out to myself and my cousin when I was 13, literally days after I turned 13. I didn't have any angst about it, no gray areas and no confusion...it was a very matter of fact coming out. Which is funny because I'm not really that black and white in my decision making! It went something like this...on the phone with cuz:
Me: Cuz, I think I'm gay.
Cuz: You think so, why?
Me: I'm attracted to boys, not girls, always have been. Would you be cool if I was?
Cuz: Of course.
Me: I'll think about it tonight and let you know tomorrow.
Cuz: Okay
I thought about it in bed that night and realized that yep, I was gay. First thought...wow I'm a fag, I'm who those people talk about when they call that boy at school a fag. Second thought...fuck it, I am what I am and I want don't want to look back on my life and regret not being who I am. Gotta go visit cuz after school tomorrow!
That was it, I feel so bad for so many gay men who just went through hell and back coming to terms with their sexuality or coming out. Have you seen Prayers for Bobby? I haven't seen it, but I read the book and man...to have that much self hate is just...mind boggling. I bawled all the way through that book!
At school the next day I was looking forward to coming out to my friends but I didn't want to tell them yet, I wanted to tell my cousin first. I went and told her after school and we talked about who was hot, I forget who I brought up but she brought up George Michael...she loved him! I told her he was gay, *I* knew even back then. lol I told some friends the next day at school and that was it. I was very lucky, I didn't lose one friend over coming out and actually made some new friends. That was high school.
Adult life was a bit different, I never felt comfortable coming out to my parents, we had only been in California for a few months when I came out in high school. We are from South Dakota originally (like all Lakota people are) :) and I was the first generation not born on the rez (reservation). So um, yeah, being gay and telling my parents just didn't really sit well with me. Their mentality was just not the same as the world we were living in now (SF Bay area). Hell, I was adjusting..I wore cowboy boots to school the first week! I think they knew though, my dad (used to be a drunk) once woke me up when I was 12 after a night of drinking and kept asking me if I was a queer. Actually, I was questioning that myself at the time, but didn't feel it would be in my best interest to share that info in that particular moment. I believe that is the ONLY time I have ever denied being gay. In high school, if I was asked, I always responded with a very calm and somewhat arrogant...yes. So sometimes a fight happened but that was okay, hello, I may not have been born on the rez but basically grew up on one...been scrapping my whole life. I'd like to say I won more than I lost...I was fighting with my heart.
I had just turned 21 when I "came out" to my family, I put that in quotes because it was more like my closet door got ripped off. I was coming home from work about 10 o'clock on a Saturday night, I pull up in front of our house and my brothers were outside with these big sticks in their hands. They came rushing to the car with these freaked out looks on their faces and I could hear my parents arguing in the house, first thing I think of is my mom so I'm ready to jump out of the car when my brother Bill tells me to go, to drive away. I was like what the hell is going on?? Turns out my dad came home drunk, started telling my mom I'm not welcome in the house because I'm a queer and when I come home from work he was gonna kick me out. That's why my brothers had the sticks, in case he got violent. How cool was that of my brothers? I'm still very close to Bill (where I'm visiting now in OR) but the younger one...we don't really talk, not because I'm gay but because...well I think he's bipolar. ;)
I was going to get out and just confront my dad but my brother kept pushing on the door, so I just left and I was pissed. I was 21 damn years old, and too old for this shit. I stayed with a friend and didn't go home for like 4 days and just ignored my mom's calls at work. I made the decision that they didn't have to LIKE the fact I was gay, but they would have to accept it...accept me. If not, I would have to cut off all ties because I can't live a lie, not even for them and I can't be who I am at certain times and some thing I'm not at other times. That's a very hard decision for anyone who comes from a close family, but coming from a Native family...it's kind of unheard of. I think a lot of minority groups are like that though. In any case, I finally talked to my mom...she said my dad feels bad and for me to come home. I did come home and me and mom had the heart to heart, my dad I never talked about it until a few years later (in a bar of course, that's where a lot of dads and sons bond lol) and that was it. All my relatives had no problem with it and come on...everyone had to have known.
So other than a couple blips with my dad (which was to be expected), I've haven't had much issues with coming out, being gay or being out. I have brought partners over for Thanksgiving and the whatnot. It's not a big deal and now since I'm unemployed and with no perm residence, my mom (and a few other family members) are suggesting a sugar daddy. *sigh* really? I am way too old for that! LOL (and for anyone getting in a huff, no I wouldn't do something like that).
My mom needs to quit watching cable!! LOL
So I would say I'm blessed, I've never lost any friends or had any relatives who didn't talk to me because of being gay. I really feel for people who are in the opposite boat though and get kicked out and all that. My dad's initial decision to kick me out was based on fear because it was so unknown to him but after he sobered up, he realized that regardless...I am his son...no matter what. And yes, he actually said those words to me. ;) peace
Are coming out stories even relevant anymore to young people? Well I wanted to post mine, it's not dramatic or anything (well okay there are a COUPLE of moments, but compared to others...)but I thought I would share my story. I often feel like I'm blogging for others and I forget, this is my blog. So this post is for me, to share with you. Oh and no, this blog is not going all touchy feely, there will be hot men, posts of football and other random shit on here soon! lol Enjoy! ;) peace
oh and thanks to my Sexy Muse for the inspiration to post this.
I came out to myself and my cousin when I was 13, literally days after I turned 13. I didn't have any angst about it, no gray areas and no confusion...it was a very matter of fact coming out. Which is funny because I'm not really that black and white in my decision making! It went something like this...on the phone with cuz:
Me: Cuz, I think I'm gay.
Cuz: You think so, why?
Me: I'm attracted to boys, not girls, always have been. Would you be cool if I was?
Cuz: Of course.
Me: I'll think about it tonight and let you know tomorrow.
Cuz: Okay
I thought about it in bed that night and realized that yep, I was gay. First thought...wow I'm a fag, I'm who those people talk about when they call that boy at school a fag. Second thought...fuck it, I am what I am and I want don't want to look back on my life and regret not being who I am. Gotta go visit cuz after school tomorrow!
That was it, I feel so bad for so many gay men who just went through hell and back coming to terms with their sexuality or coming out. Have you seen Prayers for Bobby? I haven't seen it, but I read the book and man...to have that much self hate is just...mind boggling. I bawled all the way through that book!
At school the next day I was looking forward to coming out to my friends but I didn't want to tell them yet, I wanted to tell my cousin first. I went and told her after school and we talked about who was hot, I forget who I brought up but she brought up George Michael...she loved him! I told her he was gay, *I* knew even back then. lol I told some friends the next day at school and that was it. I was very lucky, I didn't lose one friend over coming out and actually made some new friends. That was high school.
Adult life was a bit different, I never felt comfortable coming out to my parents, we had only been in California for a few months when I came out in high school. We are from South Dakota originally (like all Lakota people are) :) and I was the first generation not born on the rez (reservation). So um, yeah, being gay and telling my parents just didn't really sit well with me. Their mentality was just not the same as the world we were living in now (SF Bay area). Hell, I was adjusting..I wore cowboy boots to school the first week! I think they knew though, my dad (used to be a drunk) once woke me up when I was 12 after a night of drinking and kept asking me if I was a queer. Actually, I was questioning that myself at the time, but didn't feel it would be in my best interest to share that info in that particular moment. I believe that is the ONLY time I have ever denied being gay. In high school, if I was asked, I always responded with a very calm and somewhat arrogant...yes. So sometimes a fight happened but that was okay, hello, I may not have been born on the rez but basically grew up on one...been scrapping my whole life. I'd like to say I won more than I lost...I was fighting with my heart.
I had just turned 21 when I "came out" to my family, I put that in quotes because it was more like my closet door got ripped off. I was coming home from work about 10 o'clock on a Saturday night, I pull up in front of our house and my brothers were outside with these big sticks in their hands. They came rushing to the car with these freaked out looks on their faces and I could hear my parents arguing in the house, first thing I think of is my mom so I'm ready to jump out of the car when my brother Bill tells me to go, to drive away. I was like what the hell is going on?? Turns out my dad came home drunk, started telling my mom I'm not welcome in the house because I'm a queer and when I come home from work he was gonna kick me out. That's why my brothers had the sticks, in case he got violent. How cool was that of my brothers? I'm still very close to Bill (where I'm visiting now in OR) but the younger one...we don't really talk, not because I'm gay but because...well I think he's bipolar. ;)
I was going to get out and just confront my dad but my brother kept pushing on the door, so I just left and I was pissed. I was 21 damn years old, and too old for this shit. I stayed with a friend and didn't go home for like 4 days and just ignored my mom's calls at work. I made the decision that they didn't have to LIKE the fact I was gay, but they would have to accept it...accept me. If not, I would have to cut off all ties because I can't live a lie, not even for them and I can't be who I am at certain times and some thing I'm not at other times. That's a very hard decision for anyone who comes from a close family, but coming from a Native family...it's kind of unheard of. I think a lot of minority groups are like that though. In any case, I finally talked to my mom...she said my dad feels bad and for me to come home. I did come home and me and mom had the heart to heart, my dad I never talked about it until a few years later (in a bar of course, that's where a lot of dads and sons bond lol) and that was it. All my relatives had no problem with it and come on...everyone had to have known.
So other than a couple blips with my dad (which was to be expected), I've haven't had much issues with coming out, being gay or being out. I have brought partners over for Thanksgiving and the whatnot. It's not a big deal and now since I'm unemployed and with no perm residence, my mom (and a few other family members) are suggesting a sugar daddy. *sigh* really? I am way too old for that! LOL (and for anyone getting in a huff, no I wouldn't do something like that).
My mom needs to quit watching cable!! LOL
So I would say I'm blessed, I've never lost any friends or had any relatives who didn't talk to me because of being gay. I really feel for people who are in the opposite boat though and get kicked out and all that. My dad's initial decision to kick me out was based on fear because it was so unknown to him but after he sobered up, he realized that regardless...I am his son...no matter what. And yes, he actually said those words to me. ;) peace
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Old Post
new thing, I started this blog almost 3 years ago and I had posted from another state and another time in my life. I kind of want to repost some blogs 'cause my current readers don't know what I went through and where I started. (ok you know this is my lame attempt to cover up the fact I have nothing new to post!) play with me ok! :) I'm watching the Bobby Flay Throwdown at the moment, but read this! *grin*
I think this is like my 3rd ever blog. Man S. Dakota is weird.
Freaky ass weather...
...I am so inconsistent with this blogging thing. Anyways, last week in the middle of May it snowed like 7 inches in a few hours. In May. Snow. 7 inches. Ok see, in California in May I'm wearing shorts and wondering how many calories do I need to cut so that my wife beater fits, and I don't look the like wife with sagging boobs.
Here it seems that the weather just kind of goes on with no boundaries. The next two days after our "blizzard" were hot, like 80 degrees, so of course mounds of snow are melting and all the gutters are overflowing and you have your windows rolled down and sweating as you drive as these huge mountains of snow that had been plowed the day before and I'm like WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE! And then today, Thunderstorm. With Hail and Sleet. I swear if I see a funnel cloud I'm on the first bus/train/horse back to California. I'm looking outside because I'm convinced an 18 wheeler and a freight train had collided but the South Dakotan's are telling me, um, that was Thunder. I'm like no, see Thunder is like a big boom (and they laugh because I guess one or more Californian had said boom in describing thunder). Thunder does not make the clock on your wall fall on to your desk or make your teeth hurt, that's a collision/explosion of some kind. So I'm staring outside and it's like 2pm but it's dark!! and I see little hail stones bouncing off my car hood and I'm just convinced that pretty soon those big huge hailstones are going to happen, you know like golf ball sized hail and they will totally annihilate my car. I can't afford to fix anything if my car dies, or, is murdered. I was told hail like that is rare and not to worry. I'm not worried, I just don't believe weather like this really exisits. The sky is a mass of black and blue swirling clouds and lightning is blinding me and the thunder is making my fillings rattle and I'm convinced this is doomsday but I keep telling myself, it's sunny somewhere! It's sunny somewhere!!
Then the rain comes and it's like this tidal wave of water, not cute rain drops that you try and catch on your tongue but splashes of water that would surely take your jaw off if you were dumb enough to open your mouth. I look at my co-workers reading the paper or just chatting it up and I'm thinking, it'll be ok, no one is concerned and I look out the window and I see this trash can go blowing by and another thunder crack shakes the building and I finally go back into my office and start looking at live webcams of cities in California so I can be assured that isn't the day that ends all days. Then it get's really quiet and I'm afraid to look out side becuase you know the whole eye of the storm thing and this is when the tornado will definitely strike. My office begins to become more illuminated (I never turn my light on and I'm basically in the dark as this point) and I turn to look out my windows and the clouds are fading away and the sun is coming out and in like 20 mins. It's 72 degrees with blue skies and sunshine. WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH THAT!! Were we not, just ready to board an Ark a few minutes ago??
I look outside and see our neighbors dragging their trash can back up the road and the bunnies are out eating the grass from the parking lot across the way and it's like it never happened. Well except for the river of water running through our parking lot, it was like a dream.
That sh*t just ain't right. In California, when it rains it rains for days and when it's nice it's nice for days! The Weather there doesn't play with your mind and get you all scared then serene in the span of like an hour!! Oh no, I need more consistency!! Not to mention it f*cks with your wardrobe because how you gonna dress yourself if you don't know how the weather is going to be? I mean I can't be wearing shorts in the morning and then a parka in the afternoon, it just clashes! What? am I supposed to like have an emergency bag of clothes with me at all times? That's to much committment for me, I need to know that when I wear shorts, I'm wearing those damn shorts for the next three months no problem or questions asked, don't mess with my head and freak me out then have the sunshine come out with squirrels and bunnies playing, naw, f*ck that. Mother nature here needs to recognize that we all ain't mountain people and some of us believe that the sun should actually be up and shining for the whole day for days on end, it's called summer dammit! That's how it should be!
:-)
I think this is like my 3rd ever blog. Man S. Dakota is weird.
Freaky ass weather...
...I am so inconsistent with this blogging thing. Anyways, last week in the middle of May it snowed like 7 inches in a few hours. In May. Snow. 7 inches. Ok see, in California in May I'm wearing shorts and wondering how many calories do I need to cut so that my wife beater fits, and I don't look the like wife with sagging boobs.
Here it seems that the weather just kind of goes on with no boundaries. The next two days after our "blizzard" were hot, like 80 degrees, so of course mounds of snow are melting and all the gutters are overflowing and you have your windows rolled down and sweating as you drive as these huge mountains of snow that had been plowed the day before and I'm like WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE! And then today, Thunderstorm. With Hail and Sleet. I swear if I see a funnel cloud I'm on the first bus/train/horse back to California. I'm looking outside because I'm convinced an 18 wheeler and a freight train had collided but the South Dakotan's are telling me, um, that was Thunder. I'm like no, see Thunder is like a big boom (and they laugh because I guess one or more Californian had said boom in describing thunder). Thunder does not make the clock on your wall fall on to your desk or make your teeth hurt, that's a collision/explosion of some kind. So I'm staring outside and it's like 2pm but it's dark!! and I see little hail stones bouncing off my car hood and I'm just convinced that pretty soon those big huge hailstones are going to happen, you know like golf ball sized hail and they will totally annihilate my car. I can't afford to fix anything if my car dies, or, is murdered. I was told hail like that is rare and not to worry. I'm not worried, I just don't believe weather like this really exisits. The sky is a mass of black and blue swirling clouds and lightning is blinding me and the thunder is making my fillings rattle and I'm convinced this is doomsday but I keep telling myself, it's sunny somewhere! It's sunny somewhere!!
Then the rain comes and it's like this tidal wave of water, not cute rain drops that you try and catch on your tongue but splashes of water that would surely take your jaw off if you were dumb enough to open your mouth. I look at my co-workers reading the paper or just chatting it up and I'm thinking, it'll be ok, no one is concerned and I look out the window and I see this trash can go blowing by and another thunder crack shakes the building and I finally go back into my office and start looking at live webcams of cities in California so I can be assured that isn't the day that ends all days. Then it get's really quiet and I'm afraid to look out side becuase you know the whole eye of the storm thing and this is when the tornado will definitely strike. My office begins to become more illuminated (I never turn my light on and I'm basically in the dark as this point) and I turn to look out my windows and the clouds are fading away and the sun is coming out and in like 20 mins. It's 72 degrees with blue skies and sunshine. WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH THAT!! Were we not, just ready to board an Ark a few minutes ago??
I look outside and see our neighbors dragging their trash can back up the road and the bunnies are out eating the grass from the parking lot across the way and it's like it never happened. Well except for the river of water running through our parking lot, it was like a dream.
That sh*t just ain't right. In California, when it rains it rains for days and when it's nice it's nice for days! The Weather there doesn't play with your mind and get you all scared then serene in the span of like an hour!! Oh no, I need more consistency!! Not to mention it f*cks with your wardrobe because how you gonna dress yourself if you don't know how the weather is going to be? I mean I can't be wearing shorts in the morning and then a parka in the afternoon, it just clashes! What? am I supposed to like have an emergency bag of clothes with me at all times? That's to much committment for me, I need to know that when I wear shorts, I'm wearing those damn shorts for the next three months no problem or questions asked, don't mess with my head and freak me out then have the sunshine come out with squirrels and bunnies playing, naw, f*ck that. Mother nature here needs to recognize that we all ain't mountain people and some of us believe that the sun should actually be up and shining for the whole day for days on end, it's called summer dammit! That's how it should be!
:-)
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Oh wait, hot men...
....when I started this blog, it was a means for my friends to keep in touch with what was going on with me while I lived in S. Dakota. Um they never checked it so I decided to post hot men. Well, mostly for my own enjoyment! ;-) Well I've noticed that I haven't posted any lately...why break my own tradition? Enjoy ;-) peace
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Today's Weather
...is going to be cold!! So yesterday it was 80 degrees at 6pm. I had a meeting up at Desperado's in Hill City to meet the rest of the crew before the restaurant opens next week. I was there two hours, had a great time meeting with everyone and walked outside to my car in the middle of a thunderstorm! I swear, it was like Armageddon out there! Rain, wind, lightning, thunder...it was insane! Two hours earlier and you could have been drinking a beer on the porch in your boxers and now it was like this furious storm must pummeling everything in it's path. So I hop in my little itty bitty Honda and begin the 26 mile drive home, it took me like an hour. I had to drive through the Black Hills to get home, so it's all curvy mountain roads, which was fine. I mean the rain drops were the size of quarters and the wind was blowing STRAIGHT into my windshield, but I could handle it. Until it started to hail, and not cute pea size hail but like gumball size hail, yeah, I was gripping the steering wheel a bit tighter. I couldn't see anything!! I felt like I was in a dryer with a bunch of rocks! It was crazeee!! I'm sorry but I'm from CA and the weather there is pretty consistent and this shit was just freaking me out. Needless to say I did make it home ok and was ready for a valium, but I don't believe in pills so I opted for some chamomile tea instead. After all this? Well today is a Winter Storm Warning! 4-8 inches of snow, wind gusts up to 60 MPH! WTF!! So in any case, tonight will be cold and so today it's all about hotties to take my mind off of it!
peace
peace
Friday, September 9, 2005
I need more time...
...there is not enough hours in the day. Between work and school and studying and trying to find time to walk and exercise, it's just not working. Ok what I need is an exercise bike, in my office, with a direct connection via TV...to my classes. I'd be set! I did clean my apartment yesterday though, I had to...flies. Nuff said. Anyways so that made me feel good and I didn't study AT ALL yesterday but I did do cleaning...so technically I'm still owed a ME day. This weekend in additon to work, homework and studying I'm supposed to go to a bbq that my friend is having. I missed her last one because I was studying so I "promised" her I'd make time for her this weekend. Should be an interesting bbq. Ok my co-worker just came up to me and said she had released a spider outside the size of a silver dollar! ugh! I hate spiders! I told her she should have killed it, I would have. Sorry, I know it's wrong, especially in my culture because Inktomi (the Jokester) often comes to you as a spider and you are soooo not supposed to kill them, but I do. A lot. Which probably explains my life and events. :-)
Oh yea, I dropped my Lakota language class. I mean this prof. had no syllabus, she didn't want us taking notes and there was no text book. She just expected us to learn through osmosis I guess, hell if I know. Anyways, if I'm already behind in my "self paced" math class...how on earth does she think I will learn a language with no notes, textbook or basically any direction! *sigh*
Ok, time to do some work...I'm going to try and do a quote a day, I dunno why...just play along with me, I'm trying be inspired!
This is from a country and western song ('cause I'm so country now)it's called "get right with the man" by Van Zant. Anywho...the quote is: "if you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans..."
I like that. Ok I'm outtie.
later
Oh yea, I dropped my Lakota language class. I mean this prof. had no syllabus, she didn't want us taking notes and there was no text book. She just expected us to learn through osmosis I guess, hell if I know. Anyways, if I'm already behind in my "self paced" math class...how on earth does she think I will learn a language with no notes, textbook or basically any direction! *sigh*
Ok, time to do some work...I'm going to try and do a quote a day, I dunno why...just play along with me, I'm trying be inspired!
This is from a country and western song ('cause I'm so country now)it's called "get right with the man" by Van Zant. Anywho...the quote is: "if you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans..."
I like that. Ok I'm outtie.
later
Monday, June 20, 2005
I broke myself...
last Friday while on my way to work, my backpack got caught on my screen door and when I went to unhook it, I fell down my stairs, landed on my shoulder pushing the bone into the socket and causing a fracture. I'm now in sling type of contraption, haven't been able to shower for 4 days ugh!! I see a surgeon tomorrow about surgery. I'm hoping I don't need it, but to look at my x-rays, it's nasty. My arm is a pretty purple though.
Ok so my coworkers are trying to come up with a better story for my injury because they said mine is lame!! My boss is trying to come up with something where I'm involved fighting a mountain lion!! The sad thing is, they were my own stairs and I was on my way to work, not very glamorous, so unlike me.
So here are some scenarios, I'll let you know what the surgeon says.
WHAT I POSTED OUTSIDE MY OFFICE DOOR:
WHAT REALLY HAPPENED
Boring and unimaginative, so unlike me
I was on my way out to work Friday morning, as I was locking my door, my backpack got stuck on my screen door handle (see Mike Fosha, he has an even better screen door handle story!). My backpack gets stuck on the handle like everyday, so I’m used to it and I normally slowly push back the screen door with my foot, turn around and unhook me. Friday however, I just kicked the door back which jerked me back while I was in the midst of spinning around. I lost my footing and twisted in mid-air, falling down a half a flight of stairs, falling on the landing and impacting my shoulder bone into its socket. I may need surgery and meet with a surgeon on Tuesday. I hope I don’t though.
HOW I WISHED IT HAPPENNED
THANKS to Paula for the idea.
I was in Denver for the Green Day concert and I was in the Mosh Pit when this huge mountain of a man came barreling towards me out of nowhere!! Slamming me in the shoulder up against this huge speaker!! Shoving my shoulder bone right up into my clavicle. As the paramedics were taking me away, I was screaming NOT UNTIL THE CONCERT IS OVER!!! GREEN DAY ROCKS!!!
Well Billie Joe (the lead singer) was so impressed, he invited me to party with the band once I was let out of the ER, even sending me a limo!! So I spent the whole weekend partying with Green Day, until pain and reality hit last night when I got back into town!!
Jane and I are working on something where I fought off a mountain lion… J
JANES STORY:
KOTA Territory
ABC News
24 Hour Online News
LOCAL NEWS HEADLINES
Mountain Lion Attacks Local Man
6/18/2005 Teri Nelson
A mountain lion savagely attacked a local man in Custer State Park Friday morning. L. R. newly returned to South Dakota from California, was enjoying the scenic beauty of the park when he was slammed off his feet by the spring of a large mountain lion. R. reports “The mountain lion had me pinned to the ground and I could smell his stinking, Jack Russell terrier smelling breath in my face. I brought my legs up under me and threw it off me into a tree. I must have shook it up because the next thing I knew it was running up the hill. Then, I realized by shoulder was messed up but I guess I’m lucky to be alive”.
South Dakota Game, Fish and Parks said the attack on R. was a very isolated incident and they do not wish the public to panic. A team of game wardens with a dog pack combed the area but no lion has yet been captured. The public is asked to take precautions, especially with small children and Jack Russell terriers.
R. is recovering from his injuries and may be facing surgery to his damaged shoulder.
Ok so my coworkers are trying to come up with a better story for my injury because they said mine is lame!! My boss is trying to come up with something where I'm involved fighting a mountain lion!! The sad thing is, they were my own stairs and I was on my way to work, not very glamorous, so unlike me.
So here are some scenarios, I'll let you know what the surgeon says.
WHAT I POSTED OUTSIDE MY OFFICE DOOR:
WHAT REALLY HAPPENED
Boring and unimaginative, so unlike me
I was on my way out to work Friday morning, as I was locking my door, my backpack got stuck on my screen door handle (see Mike Fosha, he has an even better screen door handle story!). My backpack gets stuck on the handle like everyday, so I’m used to it and I normally slowly push back the screen door with my foot, turn around and unhook me. Friday however, I just kicked the door back which jerked me back while I was in the midst of spinning around. I lost my footing and twisted in mid-air, falling down a half a flight of stairs, falling on the landing and impacting my shoulder bone into its socket. I may need surgery and meet with a surgeon on Tuesday. I hope I don’t though.
HOW I WISHED IT HAPPENNED
THANKS to Paula for the idea.
I was in Denver for the Green Day concert and I was in the Mosh Pit when this huge mountain of a man came barreling towards me out of nowhere!! Slamming me in the shoulder up against this huge speaker!! Shoving my shoulder bone right up into my clavicle. As the paramedics were taking me away, I was screaming NOT UNTIL THE CONCERT IS OVER!!! GREEN DAY ROCKS!!!
Well Billie Joe (the lead singer) was so impressed, he invited me to party with the band once I was let out of the ER, even sending me a limo!! So I spent the whole weekend partying with Green Day, until pain and reality hit last night when I got back into town!!
Jane and I are working on something where I fought off a mountain lion… J
JANES STORY:
KOTA Territory
ABC News
24 Hour Online News
LOCAL NEWS HEADLINES
Mountain Lion Attacks Local Man
6/18/2005 Teri Nelson
A mountain lion savagely attacked a local man in Custer State Park Friday morning. L. R. newly returned to South Dakota from California, was enjoying the scenic beauty of the park when he was slammed off his feet by the spring of a large mountain lion. R. reports “The mountain lion had me pinned to the ground and I could smell his stinking, Jack Russell terrier smelling breath in my face. I brought my legs up under me and threw it off me into a tree. I must have shook it up because the next thing I knew it was running up the hill. Then, I realized by shoulder was messed up but I guess I’m lucky to be alive”.
South Dakota Game, Fish and Parks said the attack on R. was a very isolated incident and they do not wish the public to panic. A team of game wardens with a dog pack combed the area but no lion has yet been captured. The public is asked to take precautions, especially with small children and Jack Russell terriers.
R. is recovering from his injuries and may be facing surgery to his damaged shoulder.
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Freaky ass weather...
...I am so inconsistent with this blogging thing. Anyways, last week in the middle of May it snowed like 7 inches in a few hours. In May. Snow. 7 inches. Ok see, in California in May I'm wearing shorts and wondering how many calories do I need to cut so that my wife beater fits, and I don't look the like wife with sagging boobs.
Here it seems that the weather just kind of goes on with no boundaries. The next two days after our "blizzard" were hot, like 80 degrees, so of course mounds of snow are melting and all the gutters are overflowing and you have your windows rolled down and sweating as you drive as these huge mountains of snow that had been plowed the day before and I'm like WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE! And then today, Thunderstorm. With Hail and Sleet. I swear if I see a funnel cloud I'm on the first bus/train/horse back to California. I'm looking outside because I'm convinced an 18 wheeler and a freight train had collided but the South Dakotans are telling me, um, that was Thunder. I'm like no, see Thunder is like a big boom (and they laugh because I guess one or more Californian had said boom in describing thunder). Thunder does not make the clock on your wall fall on to your desk or make your teeth hurt, that's a collision/explosion of some kind. So I'm staring outside and it's like 2pm but it's dark!! and I see little hail stones bouncing off my car hood and I'm just convinced that pretty soon those big huge hailstones are going to happen, you know like golf ball sized hail and they will totally annihilate my car. I can't afford to fix anything if my car dies, or, is murdered. I was told hail like that is rare and not to worry. I'm not worried, I just don't believe weather like this really exists. The sky is a mass of black and blue swirling clouds and lightning is blinding me and the thunder is making my fillings rattle and I'm convinced this is doomsday but I keep telling myself, it's sunny somewhere! It's sunny somewhere!!
Then the rain comes and it's like this tidal wave of water, not cute rain drops that you try and catch on your tongue but splashes of water that would surely take your jaw off if you were dumb enough to open your mouth. I look at my co-workers reading the paper or just chatting it up and I'm thinking, it'll be ok, no one is concerned and I look out the window and I see this trash can go blowing by and another thunder crack shakes the building and I finally go back into my office and start looking at live webcams of cities in California so I can be assured that this isn't the day that ends all days. Then it get's really quiet and I'm afraid to look out side because you know the whole eye of the storm thing and this is when the tornado will definitely strike. My office begins to become more illuminated (I never turn my light on and I'm basically in the dark as this point) and I turn to look out my windows and the clouds are fading away and the sun is coming out. In like 20 mins. it's 72 degrees with blue skies and sunshine. WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH THAT!! Were we not just ready to board an Ark a few minutes ago??
I look outside and see our neighbors dragging their trash can back up the road and the bunnies are out eating the grass from the parking lot across the way and it's like it never happened. Well except for the river of water running through our parking lot, it was like a dream.
That sh*t just ain't right. In California, when it rains it rains for days and when it's nice it's nice for days! The Weather there doesn't play with your mind and get you all scared then serene in the span of like an hour!! Oh no, I need more consistency!! Not to mention it f*cks with your wardrobe because how you gonna dress yourself if you don't know how the weather is going to be? I mean I can't be wearing shorts in the morning and then a parka in the afternoon, it just clashes! What? Am I supposed to like have an emergency bag of clothes with me at all times? That's too much commitment for me, I need to know that when I wear shorts, I'm wearing those damn shorts for the next three months no problem or questions asked, don't mess with my head and freak me out and then have the sunshine come out with squirrels and bunnies playing, naw, f*ck that. Mother nature here needs to recognize that we all ain't mountain people and some of us believe that the sun should actually be up and shining for the whole day for days on end, it's called summer dammit! That's how it should be!
:-)
Here it seems that the weather just kind of goes on with no boundaries. The next two days after our "blizzard" were hot, like 80 degrees, so of course mounds of snow are melting and all the gutters are overflowing and you have your windows rolled down and sweating as you drive as these huge mountains of snow that had been plowed the day before and I'm like WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE! And then today, Thunderstorm. With Hail and Sleet. I swear if I see a funnel cloud I'm on the first bus/train/horse back to California. I'm looking outside because I'm convinced an 18 wheeler and a freight train had collided but the South Dakotans are telling me, um, that was Thunder. I'm like no, see Thunder is like a big boom (and they laugh because I guess one or more Californian had said boom in describing thunder). Thunder does not make the clock on your wall fall on to your desk or make your teeth hurt, that's a collision/explosion of some kind. So I'm staring outside and it's like 2pm but it's dark!! and I see little hail stones bouncing off my car hood and I'm just convinced that pretty soon those big huge hailstones are going to happen, you know like golf ball sized hail and they will totally annihilate my car. I can't afford to fix anything if my car dies, or, is murdered. I was told hail like that is rare and not to worry. I'm not worried, I just don't believe weather like this really exists. The sky is a mass of black and blue swirling clouds and lightning is blinding me and the thunder is making my fillings rattle and I'm convinced this is doomsday but I keep telling myself, it's sunny somewhere! It's sunny somewhere!!
Then the rain comes and it's like this tidal wave of water, not cute rain drops that you try and catch on your tongue but splashes of water that would surely take your jaw off if you were dumb enough to open your mouth. I look at my co-workers reading the paper or just chatting it up and I'm thinking, it'll be ok, no one is concerned and I look out the window and I see this trash can go blowing by and another thunder crack shakes the building and I finally go back into my office and start looking at live webcams of cities in California so I can be assured that this isn't the day that ends all days. Then it get's really quiet and I'm afraid to look out side because you know the whole eye of the storm thing and this is when the tornado will definitely strike. My office begins to become more illuminated (I never turn my light on and I'm basically in the dark as this point) and I turn to look out my windows and the clouds are fading away and the sun is coming out. In like 20 mins. it's 72 degrees with blue skies and sunshine. WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH THAT!! Were we not just ready to board an Ark a few minutes ago??
I look outside and see our neighbors dragging their trash can back up the road and the bunnies are out eating the grass from the parking lot across the way and it's like it never happened. Well except for the river of water running through our parking lot, it was like a dream.
That sh*t just ain't right. In California, when it rains it rains for days and when it's nice it's nice for days! The Weather there doesn't play with your mind and get you all scared then serene in the span of like an hour!! Oh no, I need more consistency!! Not to mention it f*cks with your wardrobe because how you gonna dress yourself if you don't know how the weather is going to be? I mean I can't be wearing shorts in the morning and then a parka in the afternoon, it just clashes! What? Am I supposed to like have an emergency bag of clothes with me at all times? That's too much commitment for me, I need to know that when I wear shorts, I'm wearing those damn shorts for the next three months no problem or questions asked, don't mess with my head and freak me out and then have the sunshine come out with squirrels and bunnies playing, naw, f*ck that. Mother nature here needs to recognize that we all ain't mountain people and some of us believe that the sun should actually be up and shining for the whole day for days on end, it's called summer dammit! That's how it should be!
:-)
Monday, April 25, 2005
My first Blog from S. Dakota
...or anywhere for that matter. I guess this could be my online diary and also a way for people to check up and see what I've been up to. Not that I'm that important or anything (ok I am) but still, it's just a nice way to vent my frustrations on not being in California anymore. I left Cali by choice to come back here to South Dakota and finish school. I hated it the first week I was here, but by and by life got better. I lived up on a hill outside of town and it was horrible, I called it Witch Mountain I will not say it's because of my Aunt that I was living with but because the weather was really weird and freaky and the wind blew at least 65mph every damn day!! *grin*
Well I now have my own apartment in downtown Rapid City, and it's great. Has a lot of character and is only $300 a month, yup for a one bedroom apartment, pretty spacious. So I'm registered for school, I got a cool job working in the State Archaeologists office and life is good.
I just miss California today though, I miss my momma, my family and real Mexican food. Oh man do I miss good Mexican food!! I would honestly consider buying a plane ticket and flying back for the weekend just so I could get a super burrito from La Estrella on Yosemite in Manteca...mmm...
Anyways, so life in South Dakota is an adjustment, hardly any minorities here and white people galore!! Lots of Natives, unfortunately you see them down at the park passed out, it's really sad. I have yet to see one white homeless person, but many Native homeless people, it's weird.
This is a republican, conservative RED state, so needless to say that I haven't had that many interesting conversations with liberals. So despite all that, I'm pretty content. I do miss the fast pace of California though and I do miss the convenience of...well...everything. I miss hoodlums and thugs, vatto's and cholo's, the East Indians in the 7-11's I miss them all!! Oh, last night I had a dream someone here at work told me they were going to open up a 7-11 here in town and I got SO excited, now that's sad. I guess I just miss the diversity. California is really a great place to live and you never really know that, until you move to a square state in the middle of the country.
:-)
Well I now have my own apartment in downtown Rapid City, and it's great. Has a lot of character and is only $300 a month, yup for a one bedroom apartment, pretty spacious. So I'm registered for school, I got a cool job working in the State Archaeologists office and life is good.
I just miss California today though, I miss my momma, my family and real Mexican food. Oh man do I miss good Mexican food!! I would honestly consider buying a plane ticket and flying back for the weekend just so I could get a super burrito from La Estrella on Yosemite in Manteca...mmm...
Anyways, so life in South Dakota is an adjustment, hardly any minorities here and white people galore!! Lots of Natives, unfortunately you see them down at the park passed out, it's really sad. I have yet to see one white homeless person, but many Native homeless people, it's weird.
This is a republican, conservative RED state, so needless to say that I haven't had that many interesting conversations with liberals. So despite all that, I'm pretty content. I do miss the fast pace of California though and I do miss the convenience of...well...everything. I miss hoodlums and thugs, vatto's and cholo's, the East Indians in the 7-11's I miss them all!! Oh, last night I had a dream someone here at work told me they were going to open up a 7-11 here in town and I got SO excited, now that's sad. I guess I just miss the diversity. California is really a great place to live and you never really know that, until you move to a square state in the middle of the country.
:-)
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