In what seems like a never ending run of stupefying plots on a day time soap, it gets weirder and weirder here at the website. I got rather happy one night and wrote about one of my good friends (opposed to bad friends) offended(?) one of my readers. I won’t put the whole thing up because it’s boring. But there was a bit that caught someone’s eye:

Hey Buddy! Well I was just showing my little brother your website. Thought I would say hi at least. Talk to you later.

In example of the women that are spoken for I present exhibit A (above). It’s the kind of thing you wish something’s were different. Me being Me, I can’t wish that the people that are lucky enough to have these rare gems to give them up for me. Back to this bud of mine. This women I must confess in my drunkenness is quite amazing. She is smart. She has a very easy personality to get a long with. And she is beautiful. Of course you must say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. To me she is beauty incarnate. What do I know? So this bud of mine is afraid(?) to embrace what he has. My advice to him is go for it. What a pussy. He is obviously happy with this women. So why do we as men fight this happiness? I don’t get it. Me I can’t get over one women. I feel this is god way of punishing me by throwing all of these marvelous women at me. Never being able to be anything more than friends. Oh shit, I let you in to more than you need or want to know. Whoops. that damn booze.

Well because of this rather drunken bit of merriment on my part I received the following E-mail:

Turk
What the hell are you talking about? What was the whole in your drunkenness writing about? Are you trying to suggest that you have feelings for me? I just wanted to show my little brother the site and you send back this e-mail. What are you really thinking about. It is O.K. you can tell me. I will erase this e-mail before my boyfriend ever gets a chance to read it. I really want to know what is going on in your situation and in your life. Did you go looking for me the other night or was that A different friend? I just have so many questions for you. who is this other friend that you speak of? Why do you view me as the greatest thing since sliced bread? I would appreciate and e-mail so time soon explaining what you really meant in you writing. Do you think about me often? Just explain yourself! Well I have to go do laundry so don’t send any e-mail until after 10:00 tonight. I’ll find time to read it.

Your Buddy,

E____

So later talking to E____ I find out the e-mail didn’t come from her. Weird eh? I’m getting ahead of my self. So I send the following testimonial thinking I was talking to the women:

No. No. Jesus. You don’t take a compliment very well. Women. I have to stop drinking.
I don’t have feelings for you other than you are a friend. You were just an example. Sorry. I am jealous of anyone who has that special someone. Its a trait of the lonely to be jealous of those that have something that the lonely does not. For one thing I consider S____ a Friend. I would not do anything to jeopardize our friendship. Whether he thinks of me as a friend or not. Men should never let women come between us. As should your friends that are girls should not be brought between you and S____. To me friends are important. I think all of my friends women or men are “the greatest thing since sliced bread.”

You see me and K____ were the only two single guys that I know. He has gotten over his old love, harpy numero ono. I just felt that maybe I could try to let go of my lost love of my life. Who happens to be harpy number seven. All I’m saying is that I hope when I have the chance to find a women that she be like the women my friends have. I can’t explain it. I have lived a bachelor since the end of my senior year of high school.

Since most of my friends are married, and know that one of them has a kid I feel as if time is running fast. And I mean really fast. I just want what they have. Men are very competitive. Another of my close high school buds, he always try’s to keep up with T___. When he heard T___ was getting married, he got him a women and married her before T___ got to marry B____. T___ has a kid, know he has knocked up his wife. Competition. I always say that I’m not trying to compete with T___ or my other friends. Yet I feel like I’m falling behind in some race. But that is my own personal troubles.

So in closing, I do not go after women who are spoken for. One of these days I might attempt the dating thing. I don’t know if I’m ready for that. In K____ I saw how he has forgotten his past. Me I just have a harder time shelving the past.

And if S____ reads this first, I don’t have feelings for her other than she is a friend. If this simple statement is not good enough again I say If this does not answer your questions, let me assure you that I will never speak of it again. End of subject. [I lied.-Ed]

Even more drastic because I want to make my self really clear. I want to be crystal clear here. If this pisses off anyone I can forget you guys phone number. I will erase your e-mail address and I remove all reference to you, her, S____ or other wise. This if you are kosher with what I have said the above can be ignored. Yet if you even have a doubt about who I am or what I represent as friends, I am willing to do this to keep you two happy with each other. I remember the last time S____ was pissed at me and I do not want a repeat. I am not in the mood. I am not content with my station in life, and I can’t, and won’t explain it better than this.

So what I want to understand is why the subterfuge and send the e-mail as his girlfriend? If you have a problem why not talk to me about it? That’s all I want. So I have hung out at the hotel bar because it is close to where I live. And that I still have a few friends down there. Yet when I see the angry(?) boyfriend he does not talk to me. I just want to understand what is happening. And I realize this all may seem to personal to anyone who reads this on a casual basis. To you I say to bad. Its my website I write what I want.

The wise all knowing Jose Arcadio Buendia checked in and had this to comment on the situation:

Today we will talk about irony. I guess the hotel and you have an ironic bond. The place you hated for so long is now your social hang-out. I guess that’s like what they say about women “Can’t live with them; can’t live without them.”

For the record Jose, I did not hate the hotel. I hated the way the hotel has become. I have had many fun times at that hotel. To many in fact to list. And to this day I miss that goddamned place. I left behind a few comrades who still suffer at that place as it is today. Here is my quote marks quote “Know thy enemy.” You can take that any way you want. Just have knowledge in the subject matter before you make your judgments.

A few random thoughts. Ok I lied there not so random. I was digging through my Dads library again and found a book I bought him that really pertains to my “struggle” with the Fascists who fired me. In fact there is a certain passage in the book that really made perfect sense.

The book is called American Aurora. Its a story of a newspaper called the Philadelphia Aurora. Circa 1798. This is a paper that may or may not directly brought about the Sedition Act of 1798:

That if any person shall write, print, utter. Or publish, or shall cause or procure to be written, printed, uttered or published, or shall knowingly and willingly assist or aid in writing, printing, uttering or publishing any false, scandalous and malicious writing or writings against the government of the United States, or either house of the Congress of the United States, or the President of the United States..then such person, being thereof convicted before any court of the United States having jurisdiction thereof, shall be punished by a fine not exceeding two thousand dollars, and by imprisonment not exceeding two years.

And this coming seven years after the drafting of the Bill Of Rights. Any way, Here it is. This is what I thought really makes sense for anything related to a printed medium. Be it paper or on the net.

Being frequently censur’d and condemn’d by different Persons for printing Things which they say ought not be printed, I have sometimes thought it might be necessary to make a standing Apology for myself and publish it once a Year to be read upon all Occasions of that Nature…
I request all who are angry with me on Account of printing things they don’t like calmly to consider these following Particulars

1. That the Opinions of Men are almost as various as their faces…

2. That the Business of Printing has chiefly to do with Men’s Opinions; most things that are printed tending to promote some, or opposite others…

4. That it is unreasonable in any one Man or Set of Men to expect to be pleas’d with every thing that is printed…

5. Printers are educated in the Belief that when Men differ in Opinions, both Sides ought equally to have the Advantage of being heard by the Publick; and that when Truth and Error have fair Play, the former is always an overmatch for the latter…

8. That if all Printers were determin’d not to print anything till they were sure it would offend nobody, there would be very little printed…

Dr. Benjamin Franklin, Editor,

The Pennsylvania Gazette, 1729-1748

Enough of me pretending to be smart. This was all a joke. Ignore it. really I mean it. Don’t maybe think about what this guy said. Who cares if it is Benjamin Franklin. Doesn’t matter. Pointless for me to hope this would click with anyone. I am a bad boy!!!

And for something completely different… Tonight’s X-Files was a hoot. It was funny. This would have been a perfect episode for Sergei to become an X-Files geek like me. Come to us Sergie. Don’t be afraid. Sorry I had to lighten the mood around here after all this historical stuff.

Hey Bud!! Finally made it back to your website. Am glad to be here. wanted to let you know that I have missed ya! OK..juicy gossip shit, well the crap is still high in the ol hotel, I too am finding my way out the same door you did. Can’t keep my mouth shut I guess..he he..never could! I am sorry..but my mouth does not reach down to the grounds that their asses hang on. At any rate, the hotel is rather boring…aside from the little trysts that happen between employees, it is just plain ol boring. Well anyway..just wanted to let ya know that you are still alive and well in my book..and you can keep dishing out the shit..I love every minute of it!! :) Take care bud…and hope to talk to you soon..

I spared Sergei yesterday by not talking about Sunday’s X-Files episode. But, alas I can’t continue this. I’m looking forward to this episode coming up. And yes I do know that I’m a geek. Anyway this episode coming up Mulder and Scully act as Husband and wife for a case. I think it will be funny. And get this, their names will be Rob and Laura. Very funny. And for those of you who don’t get it. Its homage to the Dick Van Dyke Show. Welcome to Hell, suburban style! In a subdivision where the neighbors really go overboard keeping the place neat and tidy. Two words … garbage monsters. So check out the X-Files Sunday at 8:00pm.

And I hate to get off the subject of the X-Files. I just might have a job. I have a resume now, so area business look out. You may not know this about me, but I really hate resume’s. The idea that one piece of paper can give a person the correct look at my talents and abilities is utter bullshit. But, it seems to get a job one must have one of these damned things. When I feel a little more motivated I will put up my “resume” for everyone to have a laugh at.

I have to say I was very surprised to find out I actually liked playing You don’t know Jack. Me the guy who only enjoys computer games where the main objective is to kill someone. The experience was very interesting. For one the host of the game was a real smart ass. Its something I can’t describe properly, all I can say is go and get it for your self. Go to www.youdontknowjack.com and find out what its all about. The only other thing I have to say is I can’t believe my good friends Ericka and Sergei screwed me like that.

Iggy suggested this great idea in the GuestBook:

Hope you had a Merry Christmas, Turk! Best wishes come your way for the New Year, too! Miss ya lots! Hey how about you come to the Christmas party on Jan 10th at 6pm??? I am sure there is someone out there who would take you as a guest!! :) Ohh what a time that would be!! Well until we speak again: Fair weather my friend!!

I’m not to sure the assholes in charge would want or let me go. Somebody find out and let me know.

Our good friend Sergei Fedorov finally got through to my buggy e-mail account at geocities and it’s good to hear from him. This is what he had to say:

Spider do you know what a revelation is? According to Webster’s dictionary a revelation is 1. An act of revealing or making known. 2. An enlightening or astonishing disclosure. I have had a divine revelation from an angel of light. This angel revealed to me things that were once thought inconceivable. This angel finally cracked the shell and made it into the interior of the mind of a genius or a mad man if you will. She spoke of things that shocked me, and yet at the same time things that I have always believed, to a certain degree, to be true. Dr Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. That is all I have to say on the matter. The rest of the hidden messages you can ponder. Long live the Redwings!

Sergei Fedorov

I am a little concerned that Sergei has taken a little to many cracks to the noggin, if you know what I mean.

Just for kicks here are some Detroit Redwing links. This is the Homepage of the Redwings. Who I must say has a very cool design for their site.

And here are a few fan pages for Sergei himself:

http://www.geocities.com/Colosseum/Sideline/6997/ This is a kids page to his idol Sergei. And then we have this: http://www.geocities.com/MotorCity/9780/serg.htm another fan page with a picture gallery of Sergei. I like the pic in the second gallery page in-titled “Sergei with an ugly whore”.

Ok seriously here is a real neat and professional fan page that is worth checking out: http://www.geocities.com/Colosseum/2691/.