Updating  . . .

You know . . . I have had jobs that required less hours than I put into finding a car. Or, rather getting one.

My biggest problem is most of my income is under the table how do you prove that? You don't. Well, search is over end of insanity, end of depending, I got a car. Not my saturn, though. It was gone when I went back with the money. So I waited. I ended up getting a Chevy cavalier. I like it, it'll work, it's sound.

How about my mom was on a rampage Wwednesday. Mad about the lawnmower, I called her and was the victim of her ranting ("your brothers this, your brother in laws that"). Sweet that doesn't apply to me. No problem, I listened, I hung up. My phone rings. She must have felt bad, I guess for excluding me from her rage, and she proceeded to let me have it about things I do. What? I was nice though I sent a text message out to my brothers and sisters warning them not to call mom or answer the phone if she calls. She was possessed, I swear.

Prepping now for the finals, Team Jackie vs Team Michael. If you get a chance, check out the youtube video of my team, well, it's narrated by Baby Frank.

Now, that the car thing is done, I can concentrate on writing, at least until I get started on my new job. The Car search, drama with my friend, the hours wore my ass out.

I have decided to make an update bullet list of some things that have been going on with me.

• Baby Frank, 3 months old, now weighs 15 pounds.
• I lost another pair of glasses. My good prescription ones, not the dollar store ones. Those I don't lose, I break.
• I don't have a CD player in my car, but the air conditioning blows ice (Well not ice)
• I have twenty people coming for rehearsal and dinner on Thursday What the hell am I gonna make.
• I start my new job in a few days, and still have to buy scrubs
• God told me my book, My Pal, Christ rocks and I need to get off my ass with this one and do something with it.

Man, I had a bunch, but I forgot. It's getting late. Going to the Museum in the morning.

Controlling

Do any of you have one? a controlling friend? if so, how do you handle it? I didn't really think of the word 'controlling' until it was thrown at me by someone who was listening to me vent.

Two weeks ago my car died. I hate it. I have to ask people for rides, and working at a bar is making it hard. i have a female friend who helps me with my cars, and she is insistent that she is going to help me find a car. But every car I find, no matter what the price, she wants to keep looking.

"I looked for six months for my car," She said.

Yeah, well, that's all well in fine. You had your sons car to get around, no job. I have two jobs, a family . . . etc . .

Friday, I got what I believed was a cool deal. a 2000 4 door Saturn, fully loaded, with 2 year bumper to bumper warranty, they'll give me 300 for my car, and tow it. all for under 3500. Hello, deal, I'm thinking. This car is good. Nope. She says, 'no. Her reasoning. 'what if it breaks down' um, that's why I'm getting the bumper to bumper, plus, it comes with a rental car.

Because I physically only test drove two cars, she is pissed that I want to take this deal. I mean, really mad at me. As if I insulted her. when she asked me ten days ago what type of car I wanted, I said a saturn.

I'm tired of not having a car. I have relied on this woman for rides for nearly two weeks,. it has cost me over fifty bucks in gas and thirty in starbucks. Not to mention, that I am at her beck and call when she rides me, the other day we left my house at 10 am, and I didn't get home until 2 pm, because she wanted to get on the internet at starbucks. 2 1/2 hours at starbucks, i was miserable.

So my question is, how would you handle this? I just need to get a car. I understand her wanting to help me, but I want a car, I don't want to rely on people for rides. I work at a bar til 3 in the morning. It's ridiculous trying to find a ride home.

On a funny side, I got up. I didn't hear the baby crying, so I went to check on him. He was awake and content. Here's why.

Guess he was fussy at night and roni tried to calm him. I lifted the bay in the morning and left her sleep.

I don't get how or why the sides of the crib were up.

Biblical Times

Man, I wanted to finish my chapter today. My newest novel previously started, had the first 20 pages written and I considered that unfinished and decided to finish it. Hell, it's barely started. Anyhow, i have the chapter almost done, the remaining all in my head, and dthen rama happened tonight to halt me.

Priority will be to finish that chapter tomorrow and start another.

What was the drama? every year we do team Jackie versus . . . well, another DJ's team of karaoke singers.

Both teams compete different nights. You start with 20 on each team and eliminate down to 10, those 10 go head to head.

Tonight my opposition had his final night to determine who his final ten would be. Unlike me (My ten were determined weeks ago) he had a two way tie for the tenth position. Actually, that's wrong. Number 10 was fifty points ahead of number 11. If during thursdays weekly competition number 11 scored higher then she would bump out number ten.. For the sake of the story let's call 10 - Jeff, and 11 - sue.

Sue is hands down a tremendous singer, the best around. But she hasn't been dedicated to the weekly contest,other obligations. Jeff, well, he's not that good. he's there every week though. hence why the tie.

All determined by audience votes. well, jeff brought a ton of people with him. (The audience has to vote for more than one person) At the end, my opposition DJ, we'll call him Ike, counted the votes. Sue beat out Jeff, sending Jeff home.

I had to fill in for Ike, halfway through the night. Ike left. jeff and his friends called foul. there was no way he only had 17 votes when he brought 12 people. Ok, I asked him to wait until after the show, and I'd recount the votes, after all, they were still sitting there.

When Ike announced the winners, jeff had 17 and Sue had 21 votes. We recounted. Jeff had 20 and sue had 18. we recounted several times.

Not like it was thousands. But it remained. jeff beat Sue. Which means, if sue goes, Ike loses potentially the best singer on his team, his hope to win.

I presented it to Ike  as if it were a clerical, honest mistake, and he said he didn't believe it. He got defensive. Said it was convenient that he wasn't there for the recount. I told him do what he had to do, what his conscience tells him to do, I won't protest.  Clearly if i had it in me to cheat, I'd let Sue win too. She increases his chances of beating my team. Jeff decreases them.

at this point in time, Ike doesn't know what he's going. my guess, he's gonna let sue keep the win.

Anyhow, question to any of you who know the bible. Genesis 9:20. tells about Noah getting drunk and passing out naked on his bed. His son Ham, saw him and called for his two brothers, those two brothers covered Noah. When Noah awoke he was pissed off at ham and cursed him and his son Canaan. My question is, why was Noah pissed? Because Ham didn't do anything or because Ham told the brothers Noah was naked. I'm confused. Noah was the one that got pissed drunk and passed out naked, how is it Ham's fault.

I know. I know.

I haven't been faithfully blogging. Scrubmo, which is ongoing, has had me really going. I'm loving the motivation that is going on between RHC and LSB and myself. Great time.

I'm gettting ready to start the new job on July 13th. To be honest, I am dreading that 1st week. 2 days orientation, then training, all starting at 8 in the morning. With me working Duke's and 40 hours there, I'll be a little drained.

So I have been working on my writing, cause I know that week is gonna be a bust.

speaking of which, onward to write.

Baby Frank

He's 3 months old now,and still the love of my life. If you haven't had a chance to check out his conservatiove republican talk show, please do. BABY FRANK AND MARCUS TALK SHOW There's a whole slew of them.

Anyhow, the other day, I was changing him, and started talking (If you watch the baby frank vids, I do the high voice) suddenly, Baby Frank tries to talk in my baby frank high voice. I grabbed the vid camera and got him chatting away.

I got him discovering he has vocal chords.

Enjoy