Sunday, December 16, 2007

Thoughts that go bump in my head

I am very greatful that Kris put the picture up of my car. It made me smile. Although, my car always does that. I know that you are all tired of hearing about it, but I love it so.

There are a couple things that I've been thinking about lately.

The first thing is how our lives are made up of choices. The other day I was about 10 minutes late meeting a new employee of mine. Her name is Jessica. Anyway, I arrived at the QT where we arranged to meet and then I told her to follow me to the location where we were going to work. I went to my car and I slowly pulled out and watched her to make sure that she would be behind me. As I watched her she backed right into a car that was pulling around behind her. I thought oh shit. Then I started thinking that had I been on time, the guy wouldn't have been there yet and she wouldn't of hit the guy. I knew that it was useless to blame myself, but it made me think.

From the way I have it figured, my life would have been different had I never flunked 7th grade. When I flunked so did my friend David M. That made me more aware of him. I didn't really start hanging out with him until about 8th grade and in high school. Next thing I know we are best friends. He got a job at the drive in movie theater and I thought maybe I'll apply. I did, and I got hired immediately. That is when David M. met this girl named Kris. We hung out together drinking and all but I was shy. One day I had a real bad hang over and asked if I could go home from work. I was waiting outside for my ride and she approached me, and tried to talk to me. I didn't say much because I was shy, and I wouldn't remember the moment because I was sick and out of it. I will be tortured for not remembering meeting my best friend in the whole world for the rest of my life. The point being that here we are 18 years later and Dave M. is not really in our lives. In the adventures of Kris and Phillip, we have met all kinds of nice people. Steph, Dawn, Rachael, Brig, Barb, Dobbie, Shawn, Serjio, David, Taylor, Ginger, Rob, Mei, Rylee, and several others that are too many to name.

Had I chose not to hang out with David M. or stayed friends with him when they broke up, I would not know the people I know. Maybe I would be totally different. Maybe I would have a degree in something, or my own house. It's the road not taken. WHAT IF? That's the big question. Kris's life would also be different in a way. Had I not got along with Brig, and her and Kris not got along, then we would have never went to Rocky Horror and in turn to Fighter Practice. Without that there would be no Rylee, no David H. and Kris married, and everything would be different. That's a very weird thing to think about, but it's true none the less.

I am happy with the way my life has turned out. I am glad that I get to know a person like Kris that makes me smile everyday. We do stupid shit together that makes us happy, and that's all that matters. Tonight we had milkshakes. YUM! It's little things that are wonderful in life. THANK YOU KRIS FOR BEING PART OF MY LIFE.

Now for something that happened last night that was very cool. I went to my dad's apartment after work to borrow 20 dollars. He asked me if I wanted to go have a drink at the bar with him. I said that I would have one drink. Well, we drove in my car to the bar and he paid the cover charge to get in. The girl at the front knew him so she only charged him for 1 person. We ordered a Large pitcher of Bud Light and listened to the blues band that was playing. On the television they had Jackson Barrett auto auction stuff on. They were showing all these old cars and muscle cars. They had some nice cars on the show. I would point out certain old cars to dad and he would admire them. He loves old cars. I started talking to him about the motor in my Mustang and just different motors. I asked him what certain things meant. He took automotive engineering in College and explained everything to me. We talked about firing order, crankshafts, hemispherical heads, rocker arms, pistons, and all other father and son type of things. It was very cool for me because I have never been that into cars, but I always wished that I was. Now here I am asking him questions and telling him what I've learned about my mustang motor. After that we went outside with these people that dad knew, Reuben and Sylvia. I spoke to Sylvia about my mom's wreck and the aftermath of that, and at the same time dad is talking to Reuben about pretty much the same thing. Anyway, they invite us back to their place, and we have some great discussions. Dad drank wine. I had a small beer and then water. We stayed there from when the bar closed until 6am. It was a good night.

Now, I realize that it's been awhile since I've filled you in on..........


A little less than a week ago we just sat on the couch and talked. No TV. It was a nice time. Tonight I went and picked up some Burger King for me and milkshakes for the both of us. David and Rylee were sleeping and we had no shows recorded to watch, so we put on a DVD that we had wanted to watch called Dirty Sanchez. It's basically Australia's version of Jackass. They had some gross stuff on it. A guy got Lyposuction and then his friend drank that fat that had came out of him. Before it was over Kris went to bed because she was tired. She missed the best part. One of the guys cut part of his pinky off with a cigar snipper thing. Then another guy got his tongue stapled. That same guy also had a nail hammered through the webbing by his thumb. Crazy. That's the weird shit that my friend Kris and I like.

Thank goodness I flunked 7th grade.

Have a good day everyone. I love you all.

Friday, December 14, 2007


Here is an actual picture of Phillips car. He keeps whining that I won't take pictures of his car. Like it's my fault that his camera got stolen.

Thursday, December 06, 2007

The Truth Will Set You Free

Meet Gina.

I am sorry that I lied, but I thought that it would be awhile before Kris would take a picture of my car. Unfortunately she was ready today. She told me that we couldn't lie to our friends. I told her not to steal my thunder. She told me that she wasn't stealing my thunder, but pulling the curtain back to reveal the Wizard. I asked her to let me just live in dream land a bit more. She said no. I asked her if I could at least pick the place where we would take the picture. She said, "It should be the dump, that'll make your car look better." I gave her a mean look. We then drove to a nice park that I know. I parked it in the grass and had her take a picture. The picture came out very good, as you can see.

We then came home and she uploaded the picture. I was still upset.

Not only was I upset about my fantasy being ruined, but I was upset from before Thanksgiving when I didn't get approved for the car. They sold me this wholesale. I never liked these cars, but all the windows work and it does play am/fm cassette. I have some tapes.

It's just that I always wanted a fucking Mustang. Like the ones in the movies Bullit and Gone in 60 Seconds. Kris, trying to be funny, said, "Yours looks like it came from a movie." I said, "Right." She said, "The Jetsons!" Then she laughed and ran around the house telling David and Taylor and trying to explain it to Rylee.

What a bitch my friend is.

Oh well, I guess I feel that a weight was lifted. In a way I thought that you would all see through my lie. I was going to pick a Ferrari or a Lamborghini, but I knew that that was stretching it. I still felt that a Mustang was bit much, but I guess you fell for it.

I am sorry. Although, it was an interesting experiment in a way.

Sorry again. Don't hate me. Have a good day please.

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Gina not Gena

I still don't have any pictures of my car, but they are coming. Trust me.

After my last blog, Kris said, "I thought you named your car Gina after Gina Gershon. You like her and she's cool right?"

I said, "Well yeah. I didn't even think of her. She is way cooler than Gena Davis."

She said, "I know."

I said, "You bitch. Now I have to change the name and tell everyone why."

She laughed.

Anyway, the other day I asked Kris if she wanted to go drive around in my car. She said that she did. So we headed to Carefree Highway and I-17 where those pools are that I work at. I was delivering some blank report forms. On the way there I told her to open it up and go fast. She was tentative because she didn't want to get a ticket. I looked all around and told her that there were no cops in sight. She went a little fast but not much. Then we passed the turn off because she was making fun of my music on my ipod. When we were on the ramp getting onto the freeway she floored it. The motor revved up and got loud. I was getting excited because she was finally going to drive fast. Then almost as quick as it started, it stopped. She let her foot off the gas. My boner wasn't even fully erect yet and she fucking stops. I said, "What a fucking tease." She laughed and then we went to the pool to deliver the report forms.

After delivering that we got back on the freeway.

Now I want to remind you that the fastest I had gone in my car until that point was 105 mph. Well she finally opened it up on the freeway and I looked at the gauges and she was going 110 mph. I sat back in my seat and said, "You bitch." She chuckled. I looked at her face as we were defying the law and she had the biggest smile on her face. It was for several reasons.

1. She later told me that when I called her a bitch she went 5 mph faster. That made it 115 mph.

2. Maybe out of nervousness.

3. Going that fast in a mustang just makes you smile.

The next night I was heading back from the pools, and I had a stretch of highway with no cops in sight. So I floored it and did 120 mph. Now I know that Kris will be the death of me or I to her, but it was so much fun. I understand how extremely dangerous this is. For any kids reading this please don't be reckless. We are stupid and can do that.

Tonight I did 100, 110, and 118. I was on the 101 and no cops were around. I know that that's no excuse. Anyway, once again, I love my car.

David took Taylor for a ride in it the other day and Taylor loved it.

Just for Kris I made a SONGS TO DRIVE FAST TO playlist on my ipod.

Thanks for reading I have to go to bed now.