Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Something, nothing, and everything in between



Once again I sit here and try to think of something to write. Sometimes people read this and always Mrs. H. reads it. I enjoy writing posts, but I more enjoy that people read them. Anyway on to what's up with me. Well, Mrs. H. just bought me a fucking kick ass, cool as shit Atlas for my trip. I believe that I've already explained that I sold 165 dollars worth of DVDs. My aunt is now going to buy my 53" T.V. and give me their T.V. I'm hoping for 700 dollars. I told her 600, but I'm hoping that I can get 700. Plus in 2 weeks I will have 890 from my paycheck to go into my account. Soon 5000 dollars by April 1st.

I'm just working towards my trip and it is awesome. Some people think that my car won't make it, and others think that I will get lonely and turn around before Seattle. HELL NO! I'm having the car checked tomorrow and before I go. I will not turn back once I leave. I will miss my friends and be lonely, but oh what adventures I will have. I am also hoping to start an auction on ebay for a sponsor for my trip. That would be cool, they could paint my car with whatever logo they wanted and I would be fine with it. Unless it was gay porn or Denny's, then I would LOVE IT. Just kidding. I would not like that. I still got some EXACT figuring to do.

Just watched a television movie called, "The Hunt for the BTK Killer". It was very good, and the actor that they got to play him looked just like him. The funny thing was that he was a COMPLIANCE OFFICER, which is a kind of security guard. I am a security guard. He wore glasses, and I wear glasses. He liked to Bind, Torture, and Kill people, and I like to Bind my movies by director, Torture women by making them look at me, and Kill any future romance that I could have by doing the previous two things. So we are the same. They say everyone has a twin, and I've found mine.

I'm going to eat apple sauce when I get home.

Another saying that is on my Starbuck's coffee cup is:

Modern life is remarkable, but we're still human beings with basic human needs. We need real community. We need satisfying and compelling work. We need health, play, love and companionship. A century of remarkable technological advances can't undo the millions of years of evolution that have made us who we are, and to pretend otherwise is to do ourselves a huge disservice.--MOBY

I SAY:

Now the world don't move to the beat of just one drum. What might be right for you, may not be right for some. A man is born, he's a man of names. Then along come two, they got nothing but their jeans. But they got, different strokes, it takes different strokes, it takes different strokes to move the world. Everybody's got a special kind of story. Everybody finds a way to shine. It don't matter that you got, not alot. So what, they'll have theirs and you'll have your's, and I'll have mine. And together we'll be fine, cause it takes different strokes to move the world, yes it does. It takes different strokes to move the world.

ALSO:

Making your way in the world today, takes everything you've got. Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help alot. Wouldn't you like to get away. Sometimes you want to go, where everybody knows your name. And their always glad you came. You wanna be where you can see, the troubles are all the same. You wanna be where everybody knows your name. You wanna go where people know, people are all the same. You wanna go where everybody knows your name.

AND FINALLY:

Well I'm not the kind to kiss and tell, but I've been seen with Farrah. I've never been with anything less than a nine, so fine. I've been on fire with Sally Fields, gone fast with a girl named Bo, but somehow they just don't end up as mine. It's a death defying life I lead, but I take my chances. I die for a living in the movies, and t.v. But the hardest thing I ever do, is watch my leading ladies, kiss some other guy while I'm bandaging my knee. I might fall from a tall building, I might roll a brand new car, cause I'm the unknown stuntman that made Redford such a star. I've never spent much time in school, but I've taught ladies plenty. It's true I hire my body out for pay, a hey hey. I've gotten burned over Cheryl Tiegs, blown up for Raquel Welch, but when I wind up in the hay, it's only hay, a hey hey. I might jump an open draw bridge, or Tarzan from a vine. Cause I'm the unknown stuntman that makes Eastwood look so fine.

Mrs. H. or anyone else. If you know where the last one is from I'll buy you an ice cream.

4 comments:

LoveTheDivaPrincess said...

Lee Majors "The Unknown Stuntman" show, right? Oh ya! LOL Glad things are looking up and going well. We could always do a joint car wash movie man, split the profits, half for my dental work and half for your trip! By the way I read your blog all the time I go in everyother day to see if you posted! Love ya!

vashinaz said...

I often read your posts and wonder if the FBI will need your map and trip plans to find the bodies.

When are you leaving...I'll give them a call.

Mrs. H said...

It was called "The Fall Guy"
I'll take Ben and Jerrys NY super Fudge Chunk please.
What a awesome friend you have that buys you such kick ass atlas's! She rocks!

MOVIEMAN said...

Thanks guys. I appreciate it. Joint car wash? I don't know, I don't look good in a bikini. You should go to Western Dental where Dave and I went, because you can make payments. I'm leaving in April. Alert the FBI, but they won't be able to find anything. I HAVE A PLAN. My friend is very cool, but she has delusions of grandeur. Love ya all.