Thursday, November 29, 2007

Her Name Is Gena

Well, I got it. This is not my ACTUAL car, but it is the exact color, model, and year that I got. The wheels are different. This looks like it's got those skinny racing tires on it or something.

Anyway that beautiful beast is mine.

I am so fucking happy about my car that I can barely contain myself. There's so much to try an explain. Let me start with the excitement in the middle and then I will go to the beginning.

It's 3:40 A.M. on Saturday morning. Nobody is on Interstate 143, except a little 4 door Honda that's way ahead of me. I look around to check for any police. I check the entrance ramp, my rearview mirror, my blindspots, and I look for any photo radar cameras. There is nothing. Just me and this guy. Like Jerry Reed said in the song East Bound and Down, I "put that hammer down and gave it hell" In no time at all I was doing 105 mph. That's where I slowed it down. I had caught up to the guy and was approaching the end of the interstate in about a mile. TOO FUN. I know that you are all saying JESUS be careful. I am all the time. This now is my car, that I am making payments on, and I don't own it out right. The difference is incredible. I am so careful with this car. I park far away from anybody else. I am one of those assholes. Ok now back to the story.

I was supposed to be getting money from my bosses for the firewatch that I had done and they owed me for. Well they took the prices of both cars that they sold my dad and I, and then gave me the remainder. Plus I had asked for my Christmas bonus early. After they taxed all that and cut me a check. I got 1277 dollars. That is not bad, but not what I was expecting. I had told the dealership 2000 dollars down. Gary one of the owners of my company asked me about my financing and all these numbers that I didn't know. He was just trying to look out for my best interests. I however didn't care. It was getting late. I had already put the MUSTANG on my insurance, and was going to get this car no matter what. Gary told me not to sign anything, because they may screw you, or something like that I wasn't listening. LOL!

I arrived at the Saturn dealer and walked by my car to speak to my dealer Ed Hartman. As I walked by the car it was like something out of a movie in slow motion. I smiled big and shook hands with Ed. He led me inside to the finance office and asked me what I wanted to drink. Wow, I am a big wig now. Look at me getting drinks brought to me. I ordered everything on the beverage menu. No I asked for a Pepsi. I informed them immediately that I did not have the 2000 dollars down, but I did have 1477. The manager asked if I could come up with 700 dollars in 2 weeks. I said that I could. Everyone was happy, especially me. That meant that I would get the car right then and they would take the money later. I made sure to get a receipt for that. I signed several papers and put down references. It all took about 15 minutes, and here Gary and Keith said it would take all night to do the paperwork. Ed took the TRP and put it on the back of my car. I was so close I could taste it. Then he pulled it around for me. I shook hands with the manager and then went out to talk to Ed and get MY car. We spoke about my Warranty and how I can get all the things fixed that aren't working right now. He informed me that I could leave my POS by the building and pick it up later that night. I left it, but dad didn't pick it up until Friday morning. I bought the car Wednesday night. When I got in the car and was talking to Ed, I looked at the guages and they were purple. I said that I really liked different color guages and he said that he liked it to. To set this up I have to explain two things. One is that Ed is a Saturn dealer and doesn't sell Fords. Two is that the owner's manual was not in the car, I had to order it. Now I leave Ed and head to Kris and Dave's house. On route John, the supervisor that's below me, calls and I tell him that I just picked up MY MUSTANG. I tell about the dash lights and he says, "Oh yeah, they change colors." NO FUCKING WAY, I say. I hang up with him and am extremely excited because I have always liked different dash lights like I said. I get to Kris and Dave's and check it out before I tell them that I am there. They turn Green, blue, purple, white, orange, red, and mycolor. That means that you can make your own color. Is that fucking awesome or what?

Anyway, I figure that I will let everyone drive my car once and that's it. So I let Kris drive my car, and then Dave drives with Kris. They love it. Then I head over to the bar to show my dad. HE LOVES IT. He said that he always wanted a mustang, and now his son has one. The whole thing about my dad is that usually if I have a car of some sort, he will say that he wants to borrow it. "I'm you father god damnit. I've done alot for you." I usually say fine just be careful, but not this time. Although I was waiting for him to say that he wanted to borrow it on his weekend off. He didn't ask. He kept patting me on the back and saying what a good job I did. He was not drunk, just very excited about my car. Then as I was ready to leave I said, "Now you know nobody drives this car, but me. You can drive it once, but that's it." He said, "That's what I figured. I totally understand." I about fainted. I've known my dad for 36 years and he has never been that way. It was a great day. I had bought myself a muscle car like I have always dreamed of and my dad treated me like a man. Very cool.

Oh don't think that you guys are out of the woods yet. My story is not done.

I left dad and went to work. All I could think of at work while I was driving the security vehicle was how much I wanted to drive my Mustang. After work, which was Thanksgiving, I went to the Saturn dealer to take my Sirius radio off the cradle so that nobody would steal it. No rear passenger window in the POS, remember. As I was walking back to my car, I just stood and admired it for a bit. I was so proud and happy. Then I thought about whether I wanted to meet my dad after work at a bar in Scottsdale. I thought, "What the hell. I will be able to drive my car again, before I go to bed." So I went and met him. He got to see the car in the daylight and he still loved it. He hadn't drank anything yet so I asked him if he wanted to drive it. He got very excited and said that he did. We drove down the road and dad opened it up pretty good. That's when we noticed how smooth it shifts. We hung out there for awhile and I had a beer or a beer and a half. He told the barmaid about my car and he took her out to start it up and let her hear how powerful it was. He liked her, but also enjoyed showing off my car. She came back in and talked about how cool it was. Then she asked dad and I about my mother. Dad and I told her that my mom had died a year ago. I then explained what happened that caused her death and we talked about life and things of that nature.

Then in a very sad moment dad turned to me and said, "You ever think of what your mom would think about your car?" I said, "No I didn't, but she'd love it." He said, "Yes she would."

Then we just sat there for a bit in silence.

After that I left to show Yvette and Serjio the car. They loved it. Serjio drove it, and got it up to 100 mph. That was before I could. RRRRRRRRRRRRRR! They both told me how proud they were of me. Then Yvette asked what I was going to name the car. I told her that I wasn't sure if that was stupid or not. I asked what they thought. Yvette told me that the name would come to me. As I was stuck in traffic on the way home, the name came to me. I thought who's a strong female person or persona or whatever, and I thought of Gena Davis. She is a strong female, she kicked ass in The Long Kiss Goodnight, she's in Mensa, and she is a champion archer.

So her name is Gena.

Some very cool things are......
1. I fucking smile everytime I start the car. Such power. That V8 roaring to life is amazing.
2. A friend of Shawn's said that there was no way that I could have bought a 2006 Mustang GT for 19,999. It was sure that it had to be a V6. He searched online and found cars like mine for 25,000 and 28,000. I got a great deal. Shawn explained to him that I don't lie and that I am usually the one who gets screwed.
3. I am so into this car I can not explain it. I'm sure that it's a regular man type thing, but I have never had a new car like this. So much fun. Not only that it's new, but it's just so much fun to drive.

I'm sure that you are all tired of hearing about my car. Well I'm happy.

I took her in today to get the horn, the loose trunk light housing, and a squeaky lumbar driver's seat fixed. It was under warranty and they fixed it all for free. Very cool.

I love and miss you all and am sure that I will see you soon.

I am going to have Kris take pictures of me with my new car and i will post them here.
Thanks for reading, sorry so long.

Monday, November 19, 2007

Get out of my dreams and get into my car

Ever since I was a little boy I remember wanting a muscle car. Whether it be the 69 Dodge Charger on the Dukes of Hazzard (I am a Duke boy you know), the red and white 74 Ford Torino that Starsky & Hutch drove, the 78 Pontiac Trans Am that the Bandit drove in Smokey and the Bandit, or a 1968 Ford Mustang Fastback that Steve Mcqueen drove in the movie Bullitt. I have always loved muscle cars.

Well, my dream may be a reality. The above car is one that I am looking to get for myself right now. I only need 3000 dollars down and it's mine. I am so excited. I know that you're saying, "Phillip that's not a 70's muscle car." Oh I know that, but it's a retro style mustang. Retro of what, you may ask?

The 1968 fastback.

Anyway I took it for a test drive and I fell in love instantly. The salesman asked if I wanted to take it for a test drive and I said that I did. As soon as I turned the key in the ignition the V8 motor roared to life. OH MY GOD. The equivalent of what I felt is what Tim Allen made famous in his stand up and on his show. That would be the grunting like an ape from my pleasure of the manly sound of the motor. I sat there and revved the motor a bit. It was so awesome, all that I have always dreamed was at my fingertips, LITERALLY. Then after I checked out the interior, asked some questions, and brought up tons of movies with cars in them, I then took it for a spin. The salesman had a route already laid out and we drove through the residential neighborhoods. I barely heard a word he said because I was so focused on how cool and powerful this car was. I was going 30 miles an hour in a 30 mile an hour zone and I could feel the power of the car wanting to open up. Very cool feeling. I have only had crappy cars and never anything with balls. When we got back the salesman asked if I wanted to see the motor. HELL YES!!! I said yes I do. He opened the hood and it was so nice and clean under there. Nothing taped up, tied together, or just laying there loose. Ed, the salesman, told me about how he had the same motor in his Ford TRUCK. That's when I came on Ed and the car all at once. Kidding, sort of. Yes I'm kidding. We then went inside and talked about finances and stuff like that. They were very nice at the Saturn dealership just like Kris and Serjio said that they would be.

They called today to tell me that I am approved. It will be monthly payments of 400 dollars, which I can afford. The only catch is that I have to come up with 3000 dollars down. I am working on getting that from money that my bosses owe me. The thing that is funny is that I thought out of everyone, my dad would flip out that I was buying a new/used car. On the contrary. I said, "I'm probably going to be getting a 2006 Mustang." He said, "Oh I love those." Not that it would have mattered, but it's good when people are on board.

There are some cool things about me getting this Mustang.

1. I have always wanted a muscle car.
2. It's a Mustang and the name Phillip does mean lover of horses. (That just came to me tonight)

For those of you who are wondering. The above picture is exactly what my car looks like. It is not a picture of mine but of a 2006 Mustang. I know that I said MY car. Well I can hope can't I?

I love you all very much.
Thanks for reading.

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Kicking back by the pool

This is one of the pools that my company watch. There are two. We watch them from 10pm to 3am Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. It is the easiest gig in the world. I bring my laptop and my itouch, and I am set for the night. Plus I have time to catch up on my work. The only thing that sucks is that I have been stuck working it several times and it fucks up my weekend. Oh well, I can't really complain. I'm making my 18.50 and that puts a big smile on my face.

The other thing is that my friends Steph and Todd had their baby boy. I am so HAPPY for them. I hope all is well, and I'm sure the baby will be loved SOOOOOOO much. Congratulations!!!!!!!!!!!

Another thing that I wanted to write about is something that bothers me somewhat. I know that I've written about it before, but it bothers me a little. It's the feminization of America and perhaps the world. There aren't any real men any more. I know that you're all saying, "Gee Hercules, tell us more." I am not saying strong buff men are fading away. I am saying that REAL MEN are fading away. We used to have stars like John Wayne, Lee Marvin, Clint Eastwood, and Richard Widmark. Then we had Mel Gibson, Bruce Willis, Arnold Schwarzenegger, and Sylvester Stallone. Suddenly that changed and we had Brad Pitt, Matt Damon, Ben Affleck, George Clooney, and Josh Hartnett. Now we still have Brad Pitt, George Clooney, and Josh Hartnett, but they are the everyman. We don't have the manly real man. The guy that will punch you out if you talk bad about his girlfriend. The kind of guy that will stick by his friend's side if shit gets heavy. I don't know where the fuck I am going with all of this, but it's not just hollywood that's gotten pussified. I doubt you people even care. I like to write and sometimes I think that I write some good shit, and then the only response is, "Wow that was long." I guess I kind of hope for some dialogue between people reading this. I think this........ Oh that's interesting. Whatever I don't really care, but now the people reading this will try an patrionize me. DON'T!

Anyway, I'm getting my bed. It comes on Monday. I can't wait. I have been sleeping on a Futon mattress that is about 3 inches thick. It will feel so good to sleep on a real fucking bed. It's been so long.

As for getting a new car. Well, I am still looking and have to get my 2 Nissans together so I can take those in on trade. That will also be nice to have a good fucking car. So sick of all the bullshit of piece of shit cars.

Now as for work. I am trying to hire more people so that I can be out of working all the time. Right now I have Monday and Tuesday off. I am getting a guy hired for Moon Valley and then I will be off Wednesday and Thursday. Still need to find someone to work these pools. It's close to me so I work one of them right now. It's on Carefree Hwy and I-17. Tomorrow I have to train a guy at 3pm at Firesky Resort and Spa. Then back to the pool tomorrow night at 10pm. Then Sunday I work 3PM to 11PM at Firesky. It should all be changing for the better. I know that I keep saying that. It will happen and when it does it will be glorious.

Sorry if I bored you all. I just find that all I do is write updates to my life and I have other thoughts in my head. I know that some of you who are not here like to read about what's up. That's mostly why I do it. I don't know I try to be funny or interesting, but nobody cares. That is fine. Don't pity me, I'm just stating a fact. I'm in somewhat of a funk. I try to not let work drag me down, but sometimes it does. Sorry to be a buzz kill. Just dealing with lots of stuff and trying not to let it consume me. That is how John imploded and that's how I stressed out back in the day. Oh well that's all for now. I just have to take a deep breath and relax. I am off work in 12 minutes. I will go home, and go to bed on my Futon. I will rest nicely and tomorrow is another day. Maybe my friend and I can go shopping or to eat? That's all for now.

"Every rose has it's thorn."

Saturday, November 03, 2007

Dreams they are but a reality

I don't really know what I'm going to write about, but I do know that some people think they can immediately become rich. How is that you say? Well some have a certain way to gamble that they believe will make them money. My mom's boyfriend used to say that he could bet the come line on the craps table and always win. He would stay up for hours betting with pennies on a piece of felt that had markings on it like a craps table. It's called a craps table for a reason.

"Oh crap, I just lost a shit load of money."

Anyway, my moms boyfriend didn't die rich. Others think that they have the next great idea. Some really do and some don't. How many times in the early eighties did you keep your bag of chips closed with a clothes pin? PAPER CHIP CLIP!!!!! Ingenious.

Some are tired of working and see money being made in freelance work. Whether that be writing for a magazine, video taping weddings, or just plain being a guinee pig for science. My friend used to do freelance writing for magazines and she made some pretty good money. The problem that she had was that she didn't know how much she was supposed to ask for. It worked out. She would get like 300 dollars for writing like a one or two page thing on NASA. She's pretty smart. She didn't make loads of money and she didn't really stick with it. She is content like I am with writing stuff that nobody will ever see. Sad but true. As for the video taping weddings....

That may be all good and pay well, but it is going to be a pain in the ass to get established as a pro right out of the gate. It will be hours of taping weddings of people that you don't know, before you will make a dime. For some people this may be good, but for me it is not. I know that there is no money or joy in it. I myself would pursue something that interests me, like movies or commercials. I know that I can't just go make a movie and become rich over night, but I also know that I would have a blast doing that as opposed to the other. If it's a passion that fuels you to do it, then by damn, do it. Don't do it for the money. I see too many people doing things they hate just to make a buck. Do something you love and then you'll be twice as happy. I write scripts because I love being creative and creating my own world. I do not want to tape something that has been the same for hundreds of years. I want to create new things.

The third thing in that was being a guinee pig for science. I almost did that. I had just read a book about this guy who sold his body to science for a month, and then took the money and made a movie with it. I went and met with the doctor at the Maryvale Hospital on the third floor and he explained to me how they would have me ride a stationary bike for awhile and then they would cut open my leg and take a piece of my tendon, or ligament. I was interested, but more for the story and the money. After that they said that I would be locked in a room and they would monitor me and see what I ate. The room was like something out of a horror movie. Like a cell for a hostage. I really wanted to do that part for the story of it. After the meeting I went home and thought about if I really wanted to do that for 700 dollars. I decided no. ALTHOUGH, maybe I should have done it. Because that director who sold his body to science for the month made several great movies afterwards. He made El Mariachi, Desperado, From Dusk Til Dawn, Once Upon a Time in Mexico, Sin City, Shark Boy and Lava Girl, and Planet Terror. He then left his wife and is now with Rose McGowan. Maybe I should have done it?


I am happy where I am. I make enough money to make my own movies if I want. It took years, but Serjio and I are able to make our own movies. In fact I called Serjio just the other day to tell him that I had a breakthru on a short script that I had written about a year and a half ago. I am now going to rewrite it and we will make it. We have not FINISHED a project of our own yet, but we will.

I do and I don't know what all this was about. I hope you got something from it.

By the way, MY BESTEST FRIEND put 700 dollars down on a bed for me. I am so excited. I sleep on a futon mattress on the floor right now. Whenever I sleep in her bed when her and David are away I get the best night sleep. One day out of the blue she calls and asks if I want to meet her at the roomstore. I said ok. We met and I put a bed on layaway. I should be getting it on Tuesday when I get paid. Also I am going to Pinnacle Nissan to meet a finance whatever to see about getting a 2006 Mustang. I have always wanted one, and now maybe I will get one. Who knows?

"Things are going great, and they're only getting better."
Lyrics from a song the Kris despises.

I love you all and I thank you again Kris.
Have fun you guys. Go have some Clam Chowder at Fisherman's Village. The best ever. It's in the middle of all the shops. Damnit. I can't think of the name of it. It's blue. There's a picture of it on my Florida pics. I am wearing the green lantern shirt. ARRGGHH!

Oh well love and kisses on everyone's boobies. (EVEN TODD'S)