Gran Torino

June 3rd, 2009

Clint Eastwood…he is the movie God of Hollywood. After watching this new DVD release, coming out on 06/09/09, I thourghly enjoyed old man wit smack talk. The movie based around a car, hence the name of the movie, and the widower, Walt Kwalski, isn’t the friendliest man in the neighborhood and doesn’t take the asian neighbors in a good way. Tao, the neighbor kid, finds himself in attempts to be initiated into a gang with his cousin by stealing Walt’s Gran Turino. But when the gang takes it a bit far, Walt doesn’t like people on his lawn. The family begins a relationship with Walt and gains his trust. He becomes a role model for Thao. Tao begins to show Walt that he can be a man, but still has some things to work on. But now the cousin is out for blood and retaliation against his family. Walt begins to break out of his shell from the death of his wife and will go shoulder to shoulder with Thao to save his family. With this short review, I give this movie a 4 out of 5 stars. You’ll enjoy the the laughs of Clint Eastwood. Just like a “Dirty Harry” Clint Eastwood. “Don’t call me Wally!”

It’s 2009!

January 13th, 2009

Ok, so I’m 13 days past due for writing at the beginning of a new year.  I hopefully will be blogging a little more this year than last.  Besides the normal drama shit I’ve been dealing with I myself am doing very well.  Still working my ass off at the mall cop job (go see Paul Blart: Mall Cop on Friday) and the movie rental store.  When I’m not working, I’m either playing on my laptop or the Wii.  I’m still trying to find the right type of wire so I can fix my GH World Tour drum set one, if not both boys broke.  I didn’t come to waste $190 on the whole bundle.  And they haven’t released when just the drumset will be available for purchase.  I played the drums a number of two times before the boy(s) broke it.  It’s a big pain in my ass.

Besides the laptop/Wii enjoyment, I’ve been enjoying the new girl in my life.  Granted the way we met is different but I went for broke and asked her out on Jan. 7th.  I was expecting a no answer since for one, she lives in Washington state and we’ve never met in person…and two, after the previous guys she’s been with that cheated on her, I expected she wanted a lot of room.  Granted it’s been 8 months since she was in a relationship.  But we have really grown to be comfortable with each other.  She’s planning her spring break down here in Iowa with me from March 25th thru April 5th.  And I am uber excited.  I plan on taking vacation at that time just so I can get away from the stress at work.  I’m still working on some ideas of what to do while she’s here.  I do have 2 months to have it figured out.  But as long as things go very well, she is planning on moving down here not only to be with me but to finish her college education here in Iowa.

The divorce still hasn’t started yet.  I’m waiting for Miss Ex to file.  She wants it done and over with, then she should file.  I’m not going to file because she asks me to since I make more money than her.  Not my fault she can’t actually get off her ass and look for a full time job.  She went back to the PT job that she can actually land, GameStop.  (Remember that place OMNI?)  Of course, in my last blog, she cut my phone off and believes I should pay her the remaining $40 from the November/December bill.  I refuse since she chose to cut it off again.  Why pay for something I can’t use?  I’ve told her numerous times that I could not guarantee her payment in full by a certain time.  But for my X-Mas gift, I got a Blackberry from US Cellular and I’m very happy with it.  So I’m getting back on track with things.  Hopefully nothing will blow up in my face.  If it does, I guess I’ll face the situation as is.

Well laundry and dishes are calling me to take care of them.  I wish they could take care of themselves.  Well, they can one they are in the dishwasher or the washer or dryer.  LOL!

Until next time bloggers.

What Would You Do?

December 16th, 2008

So yesterday, the separated wife decided to cut off my phone.  So I have no communication to the outside world consisting of texts and important calls.  So what if one or both of my kids injure themselves and we need to go to the ER for treatment.  How am I suppose to call and advise family on the way there?  Or what if I’m late for work or even sick, how am I suppose to call and let them know?  The separated wife and I made a verbal contract agreement that I would pay 1/3 of the cell bill each month and that I would have a new phone/new plan by end of January of 2009.  Well she has broken the agreement and I’m no longer giving her any money.  I’m not paying her the $41 I owed for the remainder of this month’s bill and I plan on giving my phone back to her and she can do what she wants with the 3rd line.  I’ll get a new phone and new number so she can deal with the $200 termination fee.  Not my problem anymore.  It’s all in the principle of the issue.  You can’t just cut someone off just because they piss you off.  She pissed me off because she made an excuse when I picked the boys up Sunday night.  Said “she was in a rush” and forgot my laptop power cord and Dylan’s Claritin.  A crock of crap.  I even sent her a text that morning on my way to work to remind her.  These things are essential.  If I forgot items I needed to bring and I was going to a family gathering in town, it would not hurt to make a quick trip back after the drop off to grab the items so they are ready when the kids are picked up.  So if she wants to sue me, then be it.  She’ll lose.  After watching enough Judge Greg Mathis and Judge Judy you can tell who’s favor it will go in on verbal contract agreements.  It’s like if it were on paper but it’s a civil verbal agreement between 2 parties.  The separated wife thinks she knows everything.  She’s not as smart as I am.  And the other thing that irked me, when I went to pick them up and I was getting Dylan in the car, he said he wanted to watch Batman.  Knowing the Dark Knight just released, I asked separated wife what they were watching and she said “Pooh.”  ”Then why is he saying Batman?”  ”Cuz they’re watching Dark Knight in there.”  No excuse.  The movie is rated R based on the action, violence and language and that’s a movie they should not see at the age of 3 & 4.  I understand they were in her care at the time but that shows no respect giving the fact she doesn’t want the boys swearing which the movie does contain some of that content.  Hmm….just went against her own rule.  Fuckin’ idiot!  I watch what the boys watch so I know what is appropriate for them while under my care.  I wonder if I would be able to build a stronger case about that in divorce court?  Why is it that I am the better parent figure here?  Maybe it’s because I actually grew up.  Something that she’ll never do.  Anyhow, I’ll cut it off here for now while I get some things done around the house today.

Until next time bloggers.

So…..I’m still alive

November 24th, 2008

I’m sure many of you have been wondering where I have been.  Haven’t blogged since October 6th.  And today it’s November 24th.  Sad I know.  But some stuff has been going on and trying to keep me busy.  I have picked up a part time job at Blockbuster and so far it’s alright.  Still have some bugs to work out before I perfect the art of checking people out and not screwing up the register.  The security job is still going fine for now.  Almost was fired because I went thru a different chain of command for news media instead of how the director wants it.  When my supervisor came to talk to me about it and said that they wanted to fire me but it wasn’t how he handles it, I thought about dropping my gear on the table in the breakroom and leave after my lunch and not finish my watch.  I made a small boo boo.  Big fuckin whoop!  It happens but the fact the director was pissed that the fact a serious incident happened on property that “shouldn’t have happened” happened.  Even if we didn’t have the tree lighting event and Santa coming to town, it still could’ve happened.  After all the stuff I have done for that staff, they want to attempt to lose their strongest person on the team.  I’d like to see how things would’ve ended up if I was let go.  I’m sure training wouldn’t get done in a timely fashion and the SGTs still wouldn’t give a crap half the time.  But you know what?  If they can me, I could care less.  I’m sure I’ll find a better job for people who give a shit versus having their head so far up their ass.

In other things, it seems that I may be getting a little closer to possibly finding a girlfriend.  I’ve tried the Plenty of Fish website and was a waste.  Tried CraigsList in my area and have met a few new people but not sure where things are going but at least probably starting out as friends. I can still handle that. But there is one girl that works out at the mall and I like her and she enjoys joking around with me. She’s a sweetheart and would probably enjoy spending time with to hang out at least if not more. Guess we’ll have to see how things fan out.

I’m going to cut if off here.  The boys are watching Space Chimps and I need breakfast.  *stomach growls*

Until next time bloggers.

Somewhere I Belong

October 6th, 2008

No I’m not stealing the title of this note from Linkin Park’s song, “Somewhere I Belong” but it’s a good fit. Each day that passes mean 1 more day closer to my passing. The question will be when. With everything that has been going on all at once, it’s like one big pain in the ass. I’ve been knocked down and I can’t get back up again. I’m laying helplessly in the middle of the road awaiting to see if will be torn apart and repaved by the Grimes Pavement Company so maybe I can have a smooth run life for once. Everyone believes they have everything once the family has begun and a friendship turns into a unity. Well, not everyone lands and remains on that boat. The ship has capsized and we’re barely staying afloat in the cold waters. But there is sure to be someone out there tugging along in their boat, see the overturned floater and come to the rescue and assist in anyway they can. That assistance is a sign of hope to turn into a friendship. That sign of friendship is in a hope to turn into trust. Then someday the hope of trust is meant for the possibility that there is something more out there in that person than what we see. Each day I await for more stuff to smack me in the face that I don’t need to deal with at this point. However, by my determination, the only thing I look forward to are two major items in my life. My kids and my career goal. I regret having the boys early in life but I don’t regret having them at all. They do get on my nerves at times, but I think they want attention. In a year, my oldest may be ready to start school. I can’t believe it’s been almost 4 years since he was born. And now he’s so talkative, energetic and looks so much like me. As for my job, I have nothing against the work I do. I’m not trying to suck up to my superiors. I just do my job as I was trained to do. I leave all the screw around time at home with my kids. A job is a duty to carry out objectives to be met each day. Now there are some flaws with the job as so it with any place you work at. Regardless, you work around the issue or you take upon the changes and use them to your advantage. I’m looking forward to seeing/meeting some of the military recruit officers return back to work and hope to allow them to settle in easily and comfortably with the changes that have been made since they were deployed. I’m sure things will only get better as the time allows but I drive to that property in hopes of an easy day but not taking the objectives and tossing them in the trash. I still have a job to do and I perform it well. I’m not one to tell everyone that I’m better than s/he at their job, it’s just that I learn faster than some people. Only good trainers make the job worth working for. If you’re not trained right, you will be lost and still asking questions. But as the time will allow in my life, there is a place I belong. My hope is that it happens before my passing. Every person has a dream to fulfill before they die. Guess that’s why they call it the “Bucket List” (which is a GREAT movie by the way. Go rent it!)