Redgie's World

2001-07-11T15:57:00.000-05:00

Blog

Some people may be wondering why I don't update as often as I used to.

Well, here's the reason. I just can't get gung-ho about blogging the way I was a couple of months ago.

Maybe there was much more going on in the blogger world than there is now. Maybe I still feel kind of betrayed by the Kaycee stuff. Or maybe there isn't much going on in my life.

Actually, there is quite a bit going on right now. I am about to move into a duplex in the city. I am really looking forward to that. A chance to get away from the parents (who, BTW are driving me up the wall and across the ceiling).

A chance to get away from this small town.

But back to the blogger.

I have been reading my earlier entries. I have to admit, I cringe at some of them now. I think I was trying to be too much like a "Cutesy".

Maybe the guy on Metafilter had a point when he said that I was a "serious dork".

I think I have changed quite a bit this summer. I think I am finally becoming an adult.
Or, maybe I am deluding myself again.

2001-07-08T23:19:00.000-05:00

::Sigh::

Seems like Eric isn't gonna update his site for awhile....

Too sad, too. I really enjoy reading it. I hope everything is going OK for him.
Have a great break, buddy.

2001-07-06T21:36:00.000-05:00

Back from Kansas City

Well, I am back.

If I am not writing a lot, that's because we didn't do a heck of a lot.

I brought some clothes (from Old Navy, no less) and some other stuff. I got to visit my brother. And I got to witness my legs falling off from walking so much. (Just kidding.)

But that's about it.

One thing I learned, though: A casino is probably not the best place to try to meet people.
Think about it.

2001-07-01T21:37:00.000-05:00

Vacation: Day 2
(subtitled: Athsma and Ball Games and Other Stuff)

Well, I am having fun so far. Last night I went to a ball game. I went to see the Oklahoma RedHawks. It was fun. They lost, though. Grrrrrrr.

Right now I am having trouble breathing. See, when I inhale (not marijuana, silly!) I feel my lungs tighten if I try to breathe too deeply. Maybe I am asthmatic. I dunno. I hope not, because that would be a Bad Thing. But we'll see.

Well, tomorrow it's off to Kansas City. Programming Note: I won't blog again until Thursday night. I won't be where I can update. Sigh.

I will, however, keep a log of my travels. I will share my thoughts when I get back. That will have to do.

Buh-bye for now! See ya Thursday!!!!!!!!!

2001-06-30T00:45:00.000-05:00

Vacation: Day 0.5

Well, today officially starts my vacation. Vacation from what, you may ask?

Vacation from my hectic life.

Here is my itenerary for the week:

Tomorrow: Go see the RedHawks play in Oklahoma City
Sunday: ??
Monday: Leave for Kansas City, MO to see my brother
Tuesday: Still in KC
Wednesday: Still in KC
Thursday: Return from KC
Friday: Get ready for my grandfather's 80th Bday party
Saturday: My grandfather's 80th Bday party
Sunday: ??

So I have a pretty packed week this next week.

Today, I kicked the madness off by going to the mall. I didn't buy much of anything; I just looked around. I also went to the Chinese buffet to eat. Yum. THey had all you can eat peel and eat shrimp, plus all sorts of other goodies.

I read my fortune cookie. It said,

"Someone special admires you."

Hmmmmm....I wonder who that could be?

Anyhoo, I have compiled a list of things to do while on vacation:

1. Make at least one new friend.
2. Relax and not worry about anything for at least 5 minutes. (A more noble goal than may first appear)
3. Not blow all my money in a casino
4. Continue my collection of cool postcards
5. Renew my friendship with my cousins (whom I never get to see)

I may add to this list as the week goes by, but this is a good start.

2001-06-25T04:13:00.000-05:00

Perspective

Ya know, I was compiling a list of things to gripe about.
You know, my usual complain-blog.

Anyhoo, I was web-surfing (my usual) when I came across this article. It's about a girl who lost her father in a plane crash a couple of months ago.

And I'm thinking: Here I am, bitching about not having a job, my parents, my hair, etc., while this girl my own age just lost her father, her best friend. She is missing him horribly.

I am so lucky, and yet I have the nerve to complain.

It makes me wonder what the heck I'm doing here.

So, no gripe posts today. (Sorry.) I just can't justify it.

2001-06-25T02:10:00.000-05:00

Too tired....to think.....

Must go...to bed......

Must....not...stay...a..w..a..k..e..........

2001-06-22T23:44:00.000-05:00

Lucid Dreaming

I actually had a lucid dream the other day.....I think.

Wow.

Let me begin....

I dreamed I was in my bed, and I was trying to get up. I could not wake up. I remember hearing this squealing sound, like some kind of alarm. Suddenly, for some reason, I knew I was dreaming.

Now, I don't give myself "reality tests" or anything, so I wasn't sure how I knew. But I distinctly remember thinking...."Ya know, as long as I am asleep, might as well enjoy myself!"

So, I decided to fly. I flapped my arms, and flew...through the walls of my house (another sign I had to be dreaming!), overlooking my neighborhood, I even remember seeing a couple of birds.

I remember I was trying to get somewhere, in a hurry, but I wasn't sure where.

I landed. And (this is weird) I tried to fly again. This time, I was airborne for a couple of seconds, but then I landed again. After that, I woke up.

Guess I need a little more practice. :-)

Now, I am not a new-age-y type person. In fact, far from it. On the other hand, I do believe in the power of dreams. I believe that they can tell you things about yourself that you don't normally know.

I think I may start a dream blog.

Not a bad idea, huh??

2001-06-20T23:35:00.000-05:00

Too Much Time on My Hands
(BTW....that's an old song by Styx....one of my favorite classic rock groups. Cool song, too.)

My friend JR noted my free time on his blog. To tell you the truth, I would gladly sell some time for some money. I told him I would sell time for $7/hour.

Seriously, though. I am about bored into a gourd. I seriously get excited about eating a pint of Ben and Jerry's frozen yogurt. Today I went to the grocery store and bought some cookie dough and cinnamon rolls. (Maybe that's why I'm overweight...I eat for entertainment. Sigh).

I have tried to make a list of things to do for fun, and it pretty much comes down to this:
1 Eat
2. Sleep
3. Surf the Net
4. Watch TV

Fun life, eh?
If you have any suggestions for things to do, please let me know. I am open to suggestions.

2001-06-19T23:30:00.000-05:00

D'oh!

Just thought I'd say that. :-)

2001-06-19T21:48:00.000-05:00

Growr!

(Yes, this is another patented Redgie b!tch post. Close your eyes.)

Today, I go in to get my work schedule. Well, turns out I was put in "fill-in" mode. Let me explain.

Summer is really slow in the restaurant business. My boss decided to cut back operating hours. That means, we're closed Monday, Tuesday and Sundays. Well, this means fewer hours for people to work.

This did not bother me. THIS is what bothers me:

When my mother's husband came home tonight, I told him about this. Here's how the convo went:

RG: I went to get my schedule today.
Him: And...?
RG: She said she would use me as a fill-in.
Him: You mean, she cut you. OK, you need to find a new job.
RG: She didn't cut me. She has me as a fill-in.
Him: Same thing, in my opinion. Right? (Thing I hate, # whatever: rhetorical questions.)
RG: Whatever.

So hopefully, she'll schedule me for some hours. Or else, I need to find a new job.
I'm open to suggestions.
Sigh.

2001-06-18T21:45:00.000-05:00

Nothing to Write About

Amazingly enough, I have nothing to write about today. That's because my day consisted of:

1. sleeping
2. eating lunch (a Fajita wrapper....yum)
3. sleeping some more
4. going to the dollar store for some nail clippers
5. supper (small hamburger and fries at Sonic)
6. grocery shopping
7. playing with my pup

That's all that happened today.

I forgot to tell you that last Tuesday, three of my friends from school came to visit. We went to the mall and did a bit of shopping. I bought two awesome shirts. (THey were on sale....yay!) After that, we went to this new Mexican place to eat. I filled up on tortilla chips....sigh...bad habit of mine. When our food came, I was already full. I took my food home in a to-go box.

After that, we went to my house and talked for awhile. Nothing profound....just your general small talk. Ya know.

The last two weeks have been Big Weeks for me. Last week, I went shopping on Monday (plus the McVeigh execution), plus I had to work. Tuesday my friends came to visit. Wednesday I thought I had work, but I didn't. Thursday I really did have to work, with Bumface the Mean Cook. (I don't know if I told you about him. He's worthy of a different entry...for now, I'll just say that he's RUDE!) Friday, nothing much happened. Saturday, I worked again. Sunday, I had to work early afternoon, and I visited my grandparents. So it's good to have a non-Big Week once in awhile.

Now...about Bumface. This guy is HORRIBLE! 1. He treats me like crap. 2. If he messes up an order and you call him on it, he's hateful and starts cussing you out. 3. He gripes about having to DO HIS JOB! There are so many stories I can tell about him, but I don't want to waste space in my blogger doing so. Suffice it to say, this guy is a jerk.

Sigh. Enough ranting for now. I think I have gone everywhere in my blogger. Oh well.

2001-06-17T23:13:00.000-05:00

Happy Father's Day!
This is to all the dads that are reading this. I hope you had a great day today. Without dads, none of us would be here. (It's the truth!)
Happy Father's Day. We love you.

2001-06-17T23:12:00.000-05:00

OMG....I am having allergies from HELL tonite.

It's been a long day anyway. I had to work this afternoon....in a rib restaurant. On Father's Day. (Get the picture?) I did 3 tables of about 12 people each...sigh. At least I got a lot of money in tips!!

After that, I went to visit my grandparents. It was fun. We watched the end of the US Open....wow. Brooks and Gossin are tied. That means they have a play-off tomorrow. That will be interesting to watch. (Dang...I wanted Tiger to win, though! Oh, well.)

And right now, I am having an allergy attack. A BAD one. A reach-for-the-Sudafed one. Acck!
Well, I better go to bed.....g'night....

2001-06-15T16:54:00.000-05:00

D'oh!

One of my favorite statements in the world has been added to the Oxford English dictionary. (Gosh, I just love saying that word.)

In honor of the occasion, I have made up a new spoof.

Marsey d'oh!-ts and d'oh!-sey d'oh!-ts
And lil' lamsey divey
A kiddley ivey too, wouldn't you? D'oh!

OK, I know exactly how stupid that was, so no flames, please.
Other words added:

FAQ
duh (another fave of mine)
emoticon :-)
and my fave.....
bad hair day.

D'oh!

2001-06-14T03:11:00.000-05:00

OK....

I am trying to add permalinks to my posts. It isn't working though.....So, even though you see the links, they won't link. Until I get it figured out, please link to the main page (if you have the urge to do so, for some odd reason.) Thanks!!

2001-06-13T22:47:00.000-05:00

My Bad

So, I walked 1.5 miles in 105 degree heat to my job today. It was sweltering....I thought I was gonna die. Literally. Well, I get there, and you know what I found out?

TODAY WAS MY DAY OFF!!

Yes, I know exactly how stupid I am. Sigh. I was really supposed to work tomorrow. Acck. So now I have this headache I can't get rid of, and my neck hurts. Owwie....

2001-06-13T00:48:00.000-05:00

McVeigh

I think that in my last post I was being oversimplistic.

See, I live near Oklahoma City, and I will never forget the day of the bombing. It was my sophomore year in high school. I was in biology class, just studying before class as usual, when suddenly the PA system comes on. This strained, almost panicky voice announces, "If anyone has a parent who works in the Alfred P. Murrah federal building in Oklahoma City, please come to the attendence office IMMEDIATELY."
Well, looks were exchanged all over the classroom. My teacher turned on the TV to see what was going on. What I saw chilled me to the depths of my soul. Dead bodies, bloodied faces, crying babies, ambulances lined up and down the street....utter destruction. I was appalled.
Needless to say, the TV was turned on in each of my classes that afternoon.The death toll mounted, and more carnage was shown. Through it all, I remember thinking, "What twisted sicko would do such a thing?"
When I got home, I watched (then) President Clinton make a speech about the bombing. He promised that "justice would be certain, swift, and severe."
Yesterday, part of that promise was carried out when McVeigh was executed. I do feel that McVeigh deserved execution for his crime. However, I was remiss in saying that this whole mess is over.
True, McVeigh's life is over. But for the 168 families who lost loved ones, the hundreds of survivors that have been scarred for life, for a city whose innocence was stolen in a blink of an eye, it will never be over. These people are gone forever, and no execution will ever change that.
McVeigh was unremorseful until the end. He said of the bombing, "That's the nature of the beast." In other words, "Oh, well." He also said that (and this sickens me) he had wanted to scatter his ashes at the Memorial. I think that anyone who tried to pull that would be relieved of his anatomy a la Lorena Bobbit very quickly (if he is lucky).
I know only one thing about all of this. No matter what happens to McVeigh, it's not going to change the fact that 168 people are dead. These families still had to go home at the end of the day and not see their loved ones. They won't get to give them hugs, play with them, ask about their day at work. For these innocent families, it's never over.
McVeigh deserved to be executed. However, the focus should not be on him. Rather, it should be on the families that are still suffering.
May God bless them all.

2001-06-11T08:07:00.000-05:00

At Last

Finally, we're finished with this loser.

2001-06-11T02:30:00.000-05:00

Sweetie Doll!!!

I got to make a Sweetie Doll today. (Pamela linked it to her site.) Unfortunately, I was unable to copy it to my harddrive, so I don't have a picture. Ah, well...they were all too skinny, anyway. :-)

It was fun, though.

2001-06-11T02:23:00.000-05:00

Errk!

Just when I think that maybe I was wrong to judge Mefi, this proves that I was right all along.

A-list? What's that all about?

Seriously, though. A few people play this well-intentioned game for the purpose of people getting to know them a little bit better, and they are called elitist (and worse!) My question: So what? If people want to have a contest (and a really fun one at that), what's it to you?

At least I am not the only one who ever got picked on in there.

--The "Serious Dork" (don't ask)

P.S. Thanks to Lisa for the link.

2001-06-07T02:25:00.000-05:00

WTH????

I would make a longer blog than this, but I am too angry to type coherently.Or at least, without spewing profanity. (Children could be looking at this, after all.....)

More tomorrow....

P.S. This has nothing to do with Eric.

2001-06-07T02:23:00.000-05:00

Huh??!!

I honestly have no clue what Eric is talking about.........

::confused::

2001-06-06T02:24:00.000-05:00

College Club

I think I found my new niche.

Ya see, I was reading about College Club, and I decided to join.

So, I entered my info on Collegeclub.com. Turns out that I had already joined--a couple of years ago!!!

So I updated my info, added some stuff to my profile, and tried to create a homepage (without much success). I went into the chat rooms and met some people.

And I learned something: Not everyone wants to talk about politics, serious stuff, etc. Some people, like me, just want to have a good time.

And they think my ::schnorts:: are cute.

2001-06-04T00:53:00.000-05:00

Obligatory List of Things I Want to Do Before I Turn 30
1. Learn to drive a car
2. Become fluent in Spanish
3. Lucid dream
4. Visit a foreign country
5. Waterski
6. Eat one of those peppers that Jim was talking about
7. Try every flavor of Ben and Jerry's
8. Learn sign language
9. Learn to be a gentler, kinder person
10. Learn to play a musical instrument

2001-06-02T23:12:00.000-05:00

Stiffers

Ya know, tonight I talked with my boss about tipping. She talked about how one girl said she made $60 last night. (Dang, I should have worked!) We got to talking about tips, and I suggested a mandatory 15% policy on parties of 8 or more. The reason: Those parties habitually stiff us.

Some examples of this:
--My third night there, I got a table of about 15 people, who came in at 8:45 (we close at 9). They ordered on four separate tickets. One couple ordered sirloin steaks (at about $10 apiece), extra stuff on their salads, etc. The others wanted specially prepared salads, kept adding to their orders, etc. I got $9 from that table. That wouldn't be so bad, except the couple with the two sirloins only tipped me $1. No, my service didn't suck. In fact, I think I did pretty well.

--Another time, a prominent member of our community held a party at the restaurant. The restaurant actually CLOSED to accomodate him. There were about 75 people there, and one waitress. The waitress hauled butt the whole time. How much was she tipped TOTAL? $0. Nothing. Nada. The owner even TOLD the guy who held the party beforehand that it was customary to leave 15%. Sad.

--One of my fellow waitresses had a party come from church on Sunday afternoon. There were 17 people in that group. She only got $2 total.

See what I mean? Those big groups are the hardest to deal with--I mean, you give up any other tables so you can serve them. Sigh.

Yes, I know money is tight. It's just as tight for us, too. If you can afford $30 for steaks and salads, you can afford a decent tip. And if not, you need to order something cheaper. I mean, I don't order steaks because I can't afford them. Simple as that.Besides, my stepdad cooks steaks all the time on the grill.

Something else I had noticed is that the people that are most generous with tips are those who are waitresses themselves. Hmm, makes sense. I mean, I know I tip a lot more than I used to.

I guess money is just tight.

2001-06-02T01:56:00.000-05:00

My Inner Rock Star

Yesterday I took the test on Emode on "Who is your inner rock star?"

You will never guess who mine was.

Britney Spears.

AAAACCCKKK!

(Hmm....maybe they have a point.....) Now that, my friends, is a scary thought.

Hasta luego! (Yes, I know I said I wouldn't say that anymore, but I like it. Besides, this is MY blogger and I can do what I want. So ::raspberry::!)

2001-06-02T01:47:00.000-05:00

Link Schmink

I added some webpages that I read regularly on my sidebar. Cool, huh? I am getting good at this HTML stuff.

(Okay, not really.)

2001-05-31T16:57:00.000-05:00

MeFi Update

Well, some folks started a post in Metatalk regarding people who police the threads. I was mentioned as one of the "victims".

I was prepared to be up in arms, but the posters actually had some good points. I would like to share:
1. MeFi has about 9000 users. Therefore, the server cannot deal with a lot of "garbage." The posts needed to be sensible and make an actual point.
2. Someone mentioned being sick of "me, too" posts. Guilty as charged. As I said, most of the BBS I have freqented accept "random noise" as a way of life. I expected MeFi to be the same way. Not so.
3. Someone else pointed out that my sign-off of "Hasta luego" was getting old. Hmmmm....maybe it is. I just adopted it because it was different. I could have gone with no sign-off at all, but I wanted to stand out. (I stood out all right.)
4. Like I said in my blog a few days ago, I am not a profound person. Far from it, in fact. My thoughts are simple and straightforward.

In conclusion, my decision is to back away a little bit. Contrary to what I said in my previous post, I don't think I am gonna leave. I am, however, going to be more careful about what I say, if it sounds reasonable.

2001-05-31T12:03:00.000-05:00

Mefi the Weakest Link. Good-bye

Well, I have officially left Metafilter. I have decided, after long and laborous thought, that I am a. not educated enough, b. not mean enough, and c. too "cutesy" for that forum. Also, my original goal with metafilter (to make new friends) was simply not happening. In fact, I was irritating a lot of people. (Then again, a lot of people were irritating me.) I was being made to feel ridiculous at every turn. I don't need that. I don't want it, either.

So, I have taken Metafilter off my favorites list. I will just keep my opinions on this blogger. And if you don't like the way I sign stuff, then I would apologize, but I am not sorry. This is my blogger, and I can say what I want.

Hasta luego.

2001-05-30T05:16:00.000-05:00

Profound
You know, I think I just figured out my error on Mefi.

Everytime I go in there, everyone's talking about something profound.

But you see, I am not a profound person. And whenever I try to be profound, I end up mixing up my words. Or I make a joke about it, and offend a few people.

See, I consider myself pretty simple. There are a few things that I like, and a few things that disgust me. Beyond that, I make it a point not to take life too seriously. There are a few exceptions to this, but in general, I have to laugh a few things off. I also like a good, light-hearted joke.

Maybe I am a cheerleader type. Maybe I am a bit misguided. However, I never claimed to be perfect. I am a work in progress. And I have to learn from my own mistakes, and not some "Since I am such a good person, I am gonna help you out by telling you what a low-life, loser moron you are. See how great I am, for telling you that?" advice. That would just annoy the heck out of me, and everyone loses.

So, in conclusion, I think I need to just tell my life how it is--without trying to be profound. That way, my life would be a lot smoother, don't ya think?

2001-05-30T04:58:00.000-05:00

Sick of Mefi

I am so sick and tired of people jumping down my throat on Mefi.

Like, I joined in order to make new friends in the blogging world. Turns out I am making more enemies.

One guy, for instance, jumped on me for (heaven forbid) signing my posts! He said, "No one else is doing it!" I replied, "Heaven forbid I do something just because everyone else does. If everyone else swallowed shards of glass, I doubt I would be doing the same."

Another time, I made a facetious (but, I admit, inappropriate) comment toward something or other, and this one person started getting all self-righteous on me. He said that I was a misguided female, and that he was somehow helping me by his hurtful comments. He wasn't. I admit to being wrong about my comment, and I offered my apologies. However, I cannot take people misunderstanding my intentions.

You know, I am sick of being misunderstood. I think I should take a break from Mefi for awhile. I think I need another forum where I can go where people understand my personality.

I'm open to suggestions.

Hasta luego,
Redgie
(That was for the person who told me to stop signing my name. :-P )

2001-05-29T00:46:00.000-05:00

My Lack of Love Life

Tonight, I went to see Schrek. (BTW--it was a cool movie. But, that's not the point of tonight's article.) When I went in, I saw that every girl in the theater had a boyfriend, except yours truly. Now, this put me in a melancholy mood, because I have not been on a real date since...a really long time.

I have gone on casual dates with some guys. However, the nicest guy I have ever met, I have never met--not in person anyway.

It started four years ago, when I had just graduated high school. I, being a bored person, got addicted to Internet chat rooms. I made friends with this group of people my age. We called ourselves The Group. (Really creative, huh?)

In this Group was a guy named Jake. He and I took a liking to one another almost immediately. He would email me talking about his ex-girlfriend, his adventures with his friends, etc. I told him about my family problems, and stuff like that.

In my mind, he was the exact guy I like to date--athletic, reasonably intellegent, and (I imagined) good-looking. Plus, he was a total sweetheart. He knew how to treat a woman. But I was cautious, knowing what my parents would say to the prospect of me dating an Internet guy.

Well, our friends in the chat room took notice, and started hinting that we should hook up. Well, eventually we established a relationship (or as much of one as possible, considering he lived in Kentucky and I in Oklahoma). We continued to email each other, even as I moved to college.

Then one day he stopped emailing me. I was concerned, and wondered what I had done wrong. One of our friends told me that he had his computer taken away from him. I was saddened.

Then, about a year and a half after he stopped emailing me, I was in a chatroom. Suddenly, his handle popped up on the screen. There he was--alive and well.

Well, we started emailing each other again, and I became hopeful again. Eventually, though, we lost touch. The last time I heard from him was January of 2000. He emailed me telling me how busy he had become, and that he rarely checked his email any more. He ended per his usual departure--by giving me an email kiss.

Somewhere in my real life existance, I pretty much forgotten about him for awhile. Then tonight, I watched that movie, and wondered what he was up to.

Now, maybe I'll never hear from him again. Maybe he's happily married to a wonderful woman. I don't know. I do wish him well, though, and I will never forget him. (Yes, I know exactly how dorky that sounds.)

I just hope I can find a guy like that in real life.

Hasta luego!!

And Jakie, in the off-chance you are reading this, here's tons of ::kisses:: to you. Take care.

2001-05-27T19:48:00.000-05:00

Growl!

My parents are unnerving me. Like tonight, my mom make a perky comment, "It looks like it's gonna storm tonight!" GROWL! She KNOWS I hate storms!

I said, "I hope not." (Thinking, you better change the subject quick.)

She goes, "It looks like it!"

I HATE when she does that! It's like, she's rubbing it in my face. She always does that, too. She and my stepfather both.

Growr!

2001-05-26T15:00:00.000-05:00

Pals

I have a lot of pals.

For instance, last night I was really discouraged, so I wrote an email to my friends from college. I got back several replies, all very encouraging. One of my friends talked about going to Dallas for the weekend and "jamming" with her friends. She plays guitar and violin (and very well!). Another friend reminded me of a tennis game we played with some friends last spring. I didn't play too well, but oh well.

I have many friends online too. Lisa has been very encouraging to me during the whole Kaycee bit. So has halcyon and BWG. Two great guys. :-)

It just goes to show that no matter what you are going through, you have a lot of people who love you.

Hasta luego!

P.S. I got an inflatable tater tot today. I got it at the Sonic drive in. Cool, huh?

2001-05-26T01:31:00.000-05:00

TODAY I AM THINKING ABOUT

1. Hot baths (ahhhhhh)
2. People who come in right before close with a party of 15, stay until 30 minutes after close, make all these complex orders, and only leave $2 tip
3. Peanut butter toast (yum)
4. How soft a puppy's belly is
5. Tennis
6. Breaking dinner bowls (potato salad)
7. Catsup stains on my blue jeans
8. Cold Dr. Pepper
9. My wonderful friends from college, who send me encouraging email

:-)

2001-05-26T01:27:00.000-05:00

Email Solicitations

Don't you just love it when some company/person sends you an email soliciting something, provides an email address so you can remove your name from your list, and then, when you mail them asking to be removed, THE ADDRESS DOESN'T WORK?

Sigh.

This happened to me tonight. Someone solicited a mortgage from me (like I can afford a house). I emailed this email to the company:

Dear (Person)
Will you please remove me from your mailing list? I am much too young to even consider buying a house. Not to mention, way too broke.
Thanks for understanding! :-)
[Redgie]

I pushed the Send button, and the MESSAGE BOUNCED!!! Gah!

Ah, well.

Hasta luego!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2001-05-24T00:39:00.000-05:00

My Quote about Debbie (of Kaycee Fame)

I put a quote on Metafilter (back when it was working) about the whole Kaycee Nicole situation. I had a lot to say about her, but this quote summed it up nicely. Now, I am gonna repeat it, just for posterity's sake:

Debbie: You are the weakest link.
Good-bye.

Hasta luego, folks.....

2001-05-23T20:35:00.000-05:00

I Hate T-1 Servers >:-(

What is up with Blogspot anyway?!!! I am sick of not being able to see my website.

Gah!

2001-05-22T23:37:00.000-05:00

Butterflies

Today, I was walking to work, when I saw these wonderful butterflies.

They were everywhere. Some were orange, others were white. The white ones were my favorite. There were thousands of them--in my front yard, in flower gardens, on the roadside flower patches.

Today, I decided to walk through this patch of wildflowers. These were the gorgeous Black Eyed Susans you often see on roadsides. As I walked, I kept noticing these butterflies.

And it occurred to me how hectic my life had become during the school year. Classes, projects, papers, activities, time with friends--you name it.

My main priority during the school year was getting some sleep. Just a little bit. If I got five hours, I considered myself doing good.

But what have I gained from that? Nothing but a bit of exhaustion.

I took my time wading through the butterflies. I decided that life at a slower pace may not be such a bad thing.

Hasta luego!

2001-05-22T00:00:00.000-05:00

Hey! I GOT A REFERRAL!!!!!!

Eric at ericbrooks.com referred me!!!! Yay!!!!

Thanks Eric!!!!

::smiles::

2001-05-21T23:44:00.000-05:00

Shameless Plea for Email

Please you guys. If you see this blog, please let me know!!! Email me!!! Please!!!
I'm begging you.
Yes, I will answer you.
And Yes, I am real. (Just had to put that in.)

2001-05-21T23:42:00.000-05:00

New Job: Lessons I Have Learned

1. Some people do not tip 15%. Deal with it.
2. BBQ sauce will never, never come out of your clothes.
3. Some people don't know, uhm, where to use the bathroom. (Don't ask.)
4. Waiting on 4 tables at a time is normal.
5. This job is exhausting.

All in all, not a bad night. Now, if only I can make a decent wage......

Hasta luego!

2001-05-20T23:50:00.000-05:00

On To Better Things

Today, I went out to eat with my mom, stepdad, and my grandparents. It was awesome.

We went to Cracker Barrel. I ordered one of their awesome grilled chicken tenderloin sandwiches and a side of fried okra. While we waited for our food, my Pe-pa noticed some farm tools above where we were sitting. He quizzed us as to what they were.

I was like, "Pe-pa, I was raised in the Internet age. I have no clue what any of those things were."

He kinda rolled his eyes. Ah, well.

We got our food, and it was delish. I also got some ice cream for dessert. Yummmm.....

Afterwards, we went into their gift shop. I decided to buy a Beanie Baby, since it had been so long since I had bought one. I looked around, and found this awesome butterfly. I had to buy him. So I did.

So, we get home, and my grandparents let us in on the lastest family gossip. (No, I won't repeat any of it.) Eventually, I wander in here, and that's when I found out about the whole Kaycee thing (see previous entry). Sigh.

But it was a fun afternoon, all in all. It was great to get into real life....

Hasta luego!

2001-05-20T17:10:00.000-05:00

The Saga of Kaycee

Sigh.

I can honestly say that I have rarely felt this saddened.

I feel kind of dumb, too.

But then again, that's natural, right?

Here's the story from my point of view....I'll start from the beginning...

It started with the OSU plane crash a few months ago. As most of you know, ten people associated with the program were killed. One of those people was a popular sportscaster that I had watched since I was about 9 years old.

For some reason, I was stunned. This guy felt like he was a part of my family, even though I had never met him. (Yes, call me sentimental, but that's how I really felt.)

One day, I was looking for some info about the crash on the web. I came across Kaycee's blog. SHe had discussed the crash briefly in her blog.

I read some of her other entries, and I became fascinated. This was a girl who had gone through so much, and she seemed like a wonderful young lady.

I started reading her site every day. I read the archives. I even took some of the songs lyrics she published and printed them out. She was a comfort and an inspiration to me, in a time where I needed both of these things.

I was continually inspired by this young lady. When it became evident that she would die soon, I prayed for her and Debbie. When she died, I was devastated.

Now, this story comes out. Seems that Debbie, whoever she was, made "Kaycee" up from the composites of three people she knew. It was actually a truth-based fiction.

At first, when the conspiracy theory started, I denied it. I wholeheartedly believed that Kaycee was real. I still believe that she was based on a real person, and real events.

But I can't help but feel a little betrayed. I was lead to believe that I was reading about one real person, in real time. I do feel embarrasment, too. However, my strongest feeling is sadness. I feel for those people who were closest to Kaycee, who had far more emotional investment than I did.

I want to make several points:

1. I do not regret believing in Kaycee. I was misled, but that's okay. I will get over it. I would not, however, try to question a person's life without firm evidence. That evidence was not provided to my satisfaction, no matter what others think, until Debbie herself and BWG provided us with the real story.
2. Neither do I regret asking my friends to pray for her family after she "died". Again, I was going on what I believed to be true. I will NEVER regret asking others to care about other people.
3. Above all, I don't regret having faith. Sure, it is disappointing to be wrong, but again, I will get over it. However, if I had made hurtful comments to others who had really suffered a loss and then turned out to be wrong, I would not be able to forgive myself.

So please, people. DO NOT LOSE FAITH IN OTHERS BECAUSE OF THIS. This event was tragic, either way you see it. However, it would be even more tragic if people started not to trust others because of things like this. It's like I had told many people. The benefits of having faith far outweigh the costs. Closing your heart to others is far more harmful. Trust me. I know this for a fact.

In closing, I will say that, as far as my blog goes, the referrences to Kaycee and this case will remain on the site. This is because she was a real part of my life at that time, and to change my entries would be like changing the past. You can't change the past. You can learn from it, but you can't change it. I will keep those entries as is so that others can see and learn from this incident. They can also see that I am who I really claim to be, and I don't try to rewrite history to make myself look better.

Hasta luego.

Sigh.

2001-05-20T03:03:00.000-05:00

Don't Stop Believin'

(a.k.a. Soapbox No. Whatever)
You know, I used to be a cynic.

Anytime someone told me something, I would be like, "Prove it." I was distrustful, and I got suspicious really easily.

As a result, I was not able to develop true friendships with people. The few friendships I have had were superficial.

When I came to college, several things happened to me. Things that have shown me the good side of people.

And I learned that faith is very important. Faith in others results in wonderful friendships. Faith in yourself helps you grow as a person.

There have been times I have been burned. Those times, my trust in others have been severely tested. However, I have developed great friendships thanks to my developing trust in others. I would not trade those for anything.

Even if I am wrong to have faith in something, I will never, repeat NEVER, regret having faith. Better to hope and be disappointed than to have no hope and not live.

Hasta luego.

BTW, the title is also the title of a song by Journey. It's a really cool song, too. Listen to it sometime. :-)

2001-05-19T21:02:00.000-05:00

Molly

My puppy just paid me a visit.

I don't know if I have told you about Molly. She's our new puppy. She's 10 weeks old, she's a Golden Lab, and she's really cute. Her offical name is Tom's Mayday Molly, but we call her Molly.

Anyway, she just wandered in here into the computer room. She was sniffing around, and I was watching her. Suddenly, she went to a red pillow and lounged on it, watching me. I looked over at her. We had a staring contest for about 5 seconds.

Suddenly, she goes over to some papers in the corner of the room and starts nosing through them. I call her over to the computer. She doesn't come.

Enter Stepfather. He comes in and calls her. She goes immediately. Go figure.

Anyhoo, we've been having a heyday trying to housetrain her. My stepfather installed a baby fence in our frontyard so she can stay there during the day. We have been keeping her in a crate, but she poopies in there and then ROLLS in it! Have you ever tried to clean up schmeared dogpoo? Not a fun task!

Also, she likes to /pounce. (Kaycee would get along with her just fine. :-) ) Not a bad thing, except she tries to bite you at the same time. I have a nick on my leg where she got me the other day. OWWWIE!!!

Anyway, hasta luego!

2001-05-19T20:34:00.000-05:00

Love/Hate List--Continued

I have two more things to add to my love list:

14. BBQ Chicken
15. 80's music (Yeah, yeah...I know I already had music on there...but this is my list and I can do what I want to with it. So there. :-P)

And three things for my hate list:
8. Pop-up ads
9. Porno
10. Writer's block

2001-05-19T15:12:00.000-05:00

Matthew McConaughey

Yes, folks, he was my perfect celebrity match. I was really hoping for Tiger Woods.

Oh, well.

2001-05-19T15:05:00.000-05:00

Green Abadee Abada
Check out this website. It has a place where you can see what color you are.

I am a green, BTW.

I also took the Presidential Matchup test. They said I would be a good match with Al Gore. AAAAAAAACCCCCCKKKKKK!!!! ::shiver::
Ah, well.

I am gonna take the Celebrity Matchup test next. We'll see...

Hasta luego!

2001-05-19T02:44:00.000-05:00

Just my $.02

Note to readers: This is a soapbox speech. This is not directed toward all my readers (if I have any :-) ) The guilty parties will know who they are when they read this.
***********************************************************************************************************************************
You know, it's bad enough when tragedies strike. Believe me, I live in a state where tragedy has been a way of life. We've had to suffer the horrible Murrah bombing, the OSU plane crash a couple of months ago, and damaging tornadoes that have destroyed whole towns. Our whole state history is riddled with tragedies (the Trail of Tears, the Dust Bowl, etc.)

When a tragedy strikes, when death occurs, you hear many things about the people involved. I have heard many touching stories of people lost in tragedy. Any death is a tragedy. I have learned how people touch other's lives.

During the course of my Internet experience, I have encountered many people. I have read many weblogs. (Indeed, reading these logs made me want to start my own.) And sometimes, death happens. This is a tragedy. However, what makes a tragedy even worse is when people start doubting the goodness of these people. Indeed, sometimes, when they can't see the people involved, they start to doubt they exist. They start screaming, "SCAM!!!"

This is unacceptable. At best, it is a gross misunderstanding of the effects of death and mourning on others. At worst, it is a horrible, horrible insult to the people most closely involved.

I am not a rocket scientist. I am a human being. As a human being, I have real emotions. I feel loss and anguish when people I admire leave this life, even if it is someone I had never met. Please, do not insult my feelings by doubting their existance.

2001-05-18T18:55:00.000-05:00

I Got a Job!!!!

Yes, folks, that is right. I am now rightfully employed. (Actually, I won't be until Monday, but ah well.....)
I will be waitressing at a local restaurant in town. (Fun times.)
Now, all I need to do is to wait a couple of days.
Yay!!! :-)

Rose Update
I regret to report that my Rose lost its petals during last night's thunderstorm. :-( Sigh.
Ah, well, there will surely be more.

Hasta luego!

2001-05-18T13:03:00.000-05:00

Something Else I Hate
You know that Things I Hate list I made the other day?

Well, add "Thunderstorms" to that list. (I believe that would be #7 on my list.)

ACCCCCCCKKKKKK! I got no sleep whatsoever last night, because it was storming. I thought the wind was gonna knock down our trees. But, it didn't.

So right now, it's just a blah day.
Oh, well.

I Need Inspiration!!!!
You know, I hate to have nothing to write about. So, please. If you come across this site and you happen to have a funny story, fwd, or something, email it to me. You can even email me with comments, if you like. I am always looking for new friends.

But please, no porn sites or dirty pics. I have enough dirt in my mind without subjecting it to more.
Hasta luego!

2001-05-17T19:28:00.000-05:00

I Hate Aggravating People

Some people just aggravate the poo out of me.

Like, for instance, this lady (in a manner of speaking) keeps stalking my mom. See, my dear mother made the mistake of buying some stuff from this person, and ever since then, this person continuously tries to call her at work, at home, leaving messages, etc.

Well, tonight she calls again. I answer the phone. Here is our conversation.

Redgie: Hello?
Aggravating Woman: Is this [Mamma's name]?
RG: No, she can't come to the phone right now. (This was true. She was asleep in her bedroom.) Can I take a message?
AW: This is [AW's name], calling on behalf of Somebusinessorother. When would be a better time to call her, or is there another number I can call her. (Intentional declarative. She made it sound like a command.)
RG: (after a moment's pause) She can't come to the phone right now.
AW: When will she be able to?
RG: I don't know. (About this time, I am getting kind of aggravated.)
AW: Will she be at work tomorrow?
RG: I suppose.....Look, how about I do this. Why don't you give me your phone number, and if she wants to call you back, she can? (I'm too smart. I should give myself a Nobel Prize.)
AW: No, we already tried that, and it didn't work. (Dangit.)
RG: Well, I don't really know what to tell you, other than she can't come to the phone right now. (For the third fishin' time.)
AW: Well, I hope everything is all right with her. You are sounding really strange.
(About this time I am getting pissed. What the h-e-double hocky sticks did I do that was so strange? I am just trying to get her off my back, and....well, read on.)
RG: (very curtly) No, actually, everything is fine. I am fine, too, thank you. (And I'll be even better once you go soak your head in a toilet.)
AW: Well, just let her know that I called. I will try her at work tomorrow. (Ratpoop.)

Well, I told Mamma everything, and she left a message with this person, telling her to basically leave us the heck alone.

Anyhoo, this just goes to show that some people don't take no for an answer.

Hasta luego, folkies! (Yes, I know I'm a dork. And no, I don't care.)

2001-05-17T17:20:00.000-05:00

YOWZZZA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I finally got my email to go on my sidebar!!!!!

See?

(uh....look on the left side.)

I can use HTML!!!!
I can use HTML!!!!
[insert happy dance here]

So.....email me!!!!!!! Please! I'm lonely here.....

2001-05-17T13:34:00.000-05:00

Amos

My friend Amy cracks me up. I told her about my blog, and she has a message for me to pass on:

HELLO COLORADO!!!!!

Uhm.......no comment. :-)

2001-05-17T13:18:00.000-05:00

Roses are Pink

I have some pet rose bushes.

There are three of them.....two in our front yard, and one on the side.
The other day, the side one showed this beautiful rose......ahhhh....It was pink, dark pink, and it smelled wonderful. Its petals were baby soft, as soft as silk.
The rose is still there....which surprised me. I mean, they usually drop their petals within a day or so. It's a pink antique rose.....and it is beautiful.

You know, I have the book, The Little Prince. In it, the prince has a pet rose, as well. She was described as beautiful, vain, and naive. The prince was so proud of this rose. He thought there was no other rose like it anywhere in the universe.

The prince took a trip to Earth one day, and he stumbled on a rose garden. He was disappointed to see a thousand roses, just like his own. He thought there was none other like his rose. Well, he finally learned that it was the time and love he poured into that rose that made her special. She was indeed unique in the universe.

There are so many people who are like that rose. There are a great many types of people in this world. On the surface, we may all look the same. Inside, though, we are different. We are different because we are loved by other people. People pour their love, their kindness, their care into others. That is what makes each person special in all the world.

Just my little soapbox for the day. :-)

Hasta luego.

2001-05-16T17:08:00.000-05:00

Sunshine

It's funny. When I went outside today, the sun seemed to shine a little brighter.

Could Kaycee have been sending us some sunshine?

I believe so. :-)

God bless you, chicka. We'll see you soon.
I am keeping your family in my prayers.

~Love, just another faceless friend of KC's

2001-05-16T15:00:00.000-05:00

Big Ol' Cat

I was watching the news the other night. They have this segment where they show pictures of pets and kids that viewers send in. It can be pretty cute...

Anyhoo, they showed one the other night of this man who sent in a pic of his cat. THIS CAT WAS HUGE!!!!! I'm talkin, it was about as big as a Rottweiler. He was holding it, and it was HUGE. They said it weighed 89 pounds....that's about what I weigh, give or take about 75 lbs..... :-)

They were saying, "Is that cat for real?!"

I dunno....it looked pretty real to me....

But seriously, you could RIDE that cat like a horse, it was so big!

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty....AHHHHHHHHHHH!

2001-05-16T14:03:00.000-05:00

Ooops, I did it again!

WARNING: RANT TO FOLLOW

I don't know if you guys have been keeping up with the Tim McVeigh case. I just read where the FBI admits "making a mistake" in the case.

Well, no dee. I can understand a few reports here and there, but 3,000 pages?!

Now McVeigh may consider asking for a retrial. I have just a few questions:

Was it not enough that he killed 168 people?
Was it not enough he destroyed countless lives?
He wants to be seen as some kind of martyr. Well, all I have to say is, he isn't a martyr in MY eyes. He's a murderer. A sick, evil murderer. And now he's trying to twist the knife even further. Kind of akin to flipping the bird at countless innocents.

Sick, sick, sick.

2001-05-16T12:47:00.000-05:00

Hola, mes amigos (-as).

I am back. And better than ever.

Just a few relevant things about myself:

Age: 22 3/4
Occupation: Recent college graduate
Location: a really small town in Oklahoma (near Oklahoma City)
Family: One mother, one stepfather, one father, one stepmother, two sisters, one brother, two stepsisters, two stepbrothers, one sister-in-law, three brothers-in-law, six neices, five nephews, and a puppy (Whew!)

Likes: Mint chocolate chip ice cream, McDonalds (and please don't tell me the story about the McNuggets; I already heard about it......but I really like their French fries), Survivor, pizza, food in general, sunny days, cats, Beanie Babies, bubble mix, Bath and Body Works stuff, Dr. Pepper, writing, music

Dislikes: Soap operas (yeccccccccchhhhhhh!!!!), beer, country music, cigarrett smoke, dog poop, allergies

Pet peeves: People trying to act arrogant

Reason for this website: To inform my dear friends (that's YOU guys) about all my petty happenings

Email: dawoman598@hotmail.com

OK....enough for right now. I shall return.

2001-05-16T04:24:00.000-05:00

Accccckkkkkkk!!!!!

OK...I made up this really kool intro to my web blog.....AND IT DIDN'T PUBLISH!!!! Ratpoop!

Ah, well. We shall try again.

Welcome to Redgie's World!

I am Redgie....hear me roar. (Not so much.)

OK.....this isn't working. Ah, well. What the heck do I expect at 4 am?
Sigh....OK. I will type better stuff in the morning.
I promise. I really will.