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How To Clean A Really Dirty House





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House of the Rising Sun


House of the Rising Sun



Ray Shane is an ex-New Orleans vice cop who just finished a five-year stretch in federal prison for corruption. Now he's back home in the Big Easy and looking to stay out of trouble. But trouble is exactly what he gets when four masked gunmen rob the House of the Rising Sun, the mob-owned illegal gambling hall and brothel where Shane is in charge of security. On their way out the door, the gunmen also blow away the mentally handicapped adult nephew of the New Orleans Mafia boss. Now Shane has to find the killers, but as he tracks them down one by one he relearns an old lesson—in New Orleans nothing is ever what it seems.

Ray Shane is an ex-New Orleans vice cop who just finished a five-year stretch in federal prison for corruption. Now he's back home in the Big Easy and looking to stay out of trouble. But trouble is exactly what he gets when four masked gunmen rob the House of the Rising Sun, the mob-owned illegal gambling hall and brothel where Shane is in charge of security. On their way out the door, the gunmen also blow away the mentally handicapped adult nephew of the New Orleans Mafia boss. Now Shane has to find the killers, but as he tracks them down one by one he relearns an old lesson—in New Orleans nothing is ever what it seems.










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Who Wants A Hug?




Who Wants A Hug?





So last night there were a couple of young kids playing out front. I didn't recognize them so they may be one of the new families who moved in this past winter. Savanah heard them yelling and asked me if she could go out and play with them. I told her she could as long as she stayed within sight of the house.

Before I could even get that last bit out she was gone. I think she may have broken the sound barrier on her way out the door.

The mother of the two little girls was out there so I wasn't too worried and I had the door open so I could look out and see that Savanah was still out front. I could also hear them yelling and laughing the whole time. I knew they were safe so I would only occasionally look out to see that they were in the area I had designated. I didn't really pay attention to what they were doing. As long as they sounded happy, I figured they were OK.

When I called her in for the night the creature that walked through the door resembled my daughter, but I knew it just couldn't be her. The shambling mound of dirt and mud sounded like my little girl and looked a bit like her, but I just couldn't believe it was her. Never in her life, well, with one exception from when she was only a few months old, has she ever been this dirty.

There is something you need to understand about my daughter to completely understand how shocking this was to Kathy and I. Savanah is not what I'd call a tom boy. As a matter of fact she is on the completely opposite side of the scale. She is a little princess. When she was learning to walk she would, as all kids learning this skill do, fall down. With Savanah, however, every single time she fell outside and got dirt on her hands she would hold her hands up and demand, in her own special baby talk sort of way, that they be cleaned off. She would refuse to get up again and attempt to walk again until her hands were clean. My little girl just didn't like getting dirty.

She has loosened up a bit over the past few years and there were days she would come home from day care a bit dirty from playing in the sand box there, but nothing like this.

I guess I should have been a bit upset with her for getting so muddy, but I just couldn't. It was bath night anyway so no real harm was done and I was kind of impressed with the level of dirtiness. Apparently her and the other two kids decided it would be fun to throw mudballs at each other. At least I only had the one to clean up. I kind of feel bad for the mother of the other two.











51/365 - How the Perfect Day came to a Hault.




51/365 - How the Perfect Day came to a Hault.





February 20th, 2008

Oh god, where do I start?
Let's see, I was sorting out Jewelry yesterday and I got alot of stuff I want to get rid of.
I was happy as hell yesterday, I was watching videos on youtube about like, weight issues, etc. There's this one channel on there that devotes itself to posting BBW videos. I found this one girl and she's heavy but she's like....so amazingly pretty! I was watching her videos and nor did she give a damn what people said but she was confident as hell. She danced in most of them. So it put me in a really good mood and I decided to turn on my techno music and just go crazy. I was jumping around in my room, literally jumping -- I NEVER do that! I felt so happy and unstoppable. That is, Until John and Mom came home.

They came home around 2-3 PM and John told me he got fired. Mainly because practically EVERYONE at ITT saw the snow video that we posted on Youtube. He got a lecture from one of his pain-in-the-ass teachers about how it's unprofessional behavior. That fucker doesn't make any sense.

You're telling me that we have to be "professional" when it comes to our free time at home? Uhhh, yeah, BITE ME! So John is currently out of a job, but he's taking it rather well, he's playing Lost Odyssey on his classy black Xbox 360. <3 Mom on the other hand has been a real asshole. She keeps bitching at both of us to get our rooms clean and get the dirty clothes and fucking keep the house clean.

We still have no water after 1 million zillion years and John and I are getting fed up with all the red tape bullshit. Mom invited some douche bag over yesterday from Greensburg. Now tell me this, Why in the hell would you invite over a perfect stranger to our no-water house? It smells so fucking bad here and she just goes and invites over a complete stranger. Before he came she was slamming and throwing shit around to try and hurry to "clean" the house up. It was gay. When he got here John and I were blasting hate music. It was fun as hell. TEHE!

I would've loved to see his facial expression if he had only used the bathroom. That would've been Flickr Approved Entertainment! Damn!

Anyways...I fell asleep on the couch, again. While watching The Simpsons, again. I'm just uploading this now, February 21st at 6:25 AM. Oh well.

hahaha. I woke up around 3:30 AM and been up ever since. Woo.









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