01 October 2008 @ 03:48 pm

Your result for The Perception Personality Image Test...

NBDS - The Trailblazer

Nature, Background, Detail, and Shape

You perceive the world with particular attention to nature. You focus on the hidden treasures of life (the background) and how that is affected by the details of life. You are also particularly drawn towards the shapes around you. Because of the value you place on nature, you tend to find comfort in more subdued settings and find energy in solitude. You like to ponder ideas and imagine the many possibilities of your life without worrying about the details or specifics. You are highly focused on specific goals or tasks and find meaning in life by pursuing those goals. You prefer a structured environment within which to live and you like things to be predictable.

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19 July 2006 @ 01:20 am
Yeah, I really have no idea what this means.

??Which colour of Death is yours??

GREEN, Your death's colour is Green. Death of the mind. Your heart is isolated within your mind. You seek knowledge. You are very rare.
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04 August 2005 @ 02:30 pm
Silly, but then again, what's this for, except for me.

Ingredients(cheese enchiladas)

2 cups grated cheddar cheese
2 cups grated monterrey Jack cheese
12 corn tortillas
1 tsp garlic powder
1/2 tsp salt
1 tsp cumin

Enchilada Sauce Ingredients

2 Tbsp oil
1 small white onion - finely minced
2 cloves of garlic - finely minced
2 Tbsp chili powder to taste
1/2 tsp oregano
1 tsp cumin
1/2 tsp salt
3 1/2 cups tomato sauce
cooking oil for softening torillas
chopped or sliced black olives for garnish (optional)

combine cheese, garlic powder, salt and cumin; set aside

heat cooking oil in heavy saucepan. Add onion and garic, saute until soft.
Add tomato sauce, chili powder, oregano, cumin, and salt.
Cover and simmer for approx. 30 minutes.

When sauce is finished, pour about 1/2 cup into a 9" x 13" baking dish. Reserve remaining enchilada sauce in pan for dipping tortillas.

heat corn tortillas in oil to soften, then dip in sauce.
Add 1/3 of cheese to each tortilla, roll up, place seam side down in baking dish
Pour remaining sauce over tortillas to cover them
sprinkle remaining cheese.
Bake for 25-30 minutes at 350 until cheese is melted.

I'm sure you can add shredded chicken or ground beef to this, although I haven't tried it.
12 July 2005 @ 06:16 pm
I've found that I only really type apparently when I'm not feeling good about myself. Which would explain the amount of negativity in this blog, in addtion to the lack of daily posting.
That, and I simply don't have the time anymore, taking care of our six month old daughter. It's hard to believe that six months have gone byl She's grown so much, she's off the charts height wise.
Very beautiful, and not just to me, everyone tells me that. *lol*

On a more typical note, I realize that yet another thing that's held me back is a lack of confidence. For as long as I can remember, it's been a fear of people laughing at me that has kept me from doing many of the things
in life that I have wanted to do. I hate being made fun of, so I just end up not doing anything. Part of the problem I had in college, where I stopped going to class was directly related to that. I felt that everyone would laugh at me for not
having been to class, and the more I missed, the worse it got. So I've got to get moving past that. I'll add it to the list of things I need to work on. ;)
08 June 2005 @ 01:31 am
[Listening to: I Love My Radio (Midnight Radio) (European Mix) - Taffy - (8:28)]

I kind of walked away for a while after my last post. Just needed to take some time after that. I hadn't even looked at the blog since that day.

There's been a lot going on, new baby, learning to be a dad, which is an adventure in and of itself. I ran across this test on a buddies blog and took it. Considering the way my posts have been, it's probably more fitting than I want to admit.

You scored as Anakin Skywalker.

Anakin Skywalker


Darth Vader


Clone Trooper






Padme Amidala




Emperor Palpatine


General Grievous


Mace Windu


Obi Wan Kenobi




Which Revenge of the Sith Character are you?
created with

I don't know which is scarier, that I got that result, or that Padme was ahead of Palpatine.
Anyways, it's late, and I'll return to this again I think. Enough time has passed.
07 February 2005 @ 04:12 pm
Heather was my best friend for 10 years. No matter how down I got, she was always there for me, ever my shadow. She would follow me everywhere I went, never wanting to have me out of sight. If I left the room for but a moment, she would follow.
After going outside, her first act would be to find out where I was. We travelled all over the country together. She loved to take rides. Intelligent isn't a strong enough word for her. I honestly think she understood English, because she would do what I said, even without any real training. We just had an instinctive bond. There are so many memories I have, the problem is, it's painful to think about right now. On January 3rd, the day by daughter Kyra was born, Heather lost sight in her left eye. She had coped with that as best she could, but even then, she wasn't quite the same. As time would go on, she would become more and more distant, until last week, when she lost eyesight in her other eye. Her circling had increased. I did some looking and she had symptoms of a brain tumor. Last night was very hard for me. I couldn't get any sleep, because she kept walking into walls and corners and couldn't find a way around it, and would get scared and start yelling and crying. It tore me up. She didn't recognize me anymore really. There was some familiarity, but not the bond that we had. None of the other words she'd grown to love and perk up to, like "treat" or "pupperoni" or "fries" could even get any kind of reaction. I knew it was time. I left slightly after 7am and took her to the vet. The car ride over was nothing like it used to be. A long time ago, she'd sit in my lap the whole way and look out the window. As she got older, she got too big for that and would ride in the back and just look like the happiest dog in the world. This time she just laid there in a daze. We talked about the past, and how I really didn't want to do what was going to happen, but that I felt and knew that it was going to be the best thing, that she wouldn't be hurt and confused anymore. I met with him and we discussed her situation, and we both agreed that it was time for her to go to sleep. The proceedure wasn't painful, and I was there with her the whole time. The Vet told her that she would know where she was again in a few moments. I held her paw, and patted her head. She didn't react at all, still in her lethargic state. I watched as the vet put the needle in her paw, and couldn't get a vein. I watched him do it again, and when the red fluid washed back into the syringe filled with the bright blue liquid of that medicine that would make her sleep forever, I knew it was almost over. I watched him push the liquid in, instead of watching her. I thought it would take longer than it did, but it was over in an instant. No large sigh, just rapid breathing that she had been doing, and then nothing. He eyes were looking back into her head. I asked if it was over, he checked her vitals and said, yes. I sat there a while and held her paw, and stroked her and talked with her for a while, apologizing. I know that it was for the best, and her quality of life was horrible. It had taken such a turn for the worst over the weekend, and even at the end, it was getting worse, she couldn't even stand on the table.

I love her, and I miss her. My friend, my shadow, my daughter. Rest in Peace Heather, one day we will play again forever.

30 November 2004 @ 05:25 pm
[Listening to: Riders on the Storm - The Doors - L.A. Woman (7:15)]

Quite a month. It starts out with my ex-sister-in-law passing away unexpectedly. It follows with my wife getting fired for about a day or two, due to a power trip by a director coupled with our misunderstanding how FMLA works. Luckily we get that worked out. Then our neighbor passes on after a fight with cancer. Followed shortly by my current sister-in-law's mother committing suicide. Oh, then a different brother in law totals his truck, but is uninjured. The another one has a wreck. Needless to say, I'm so looking forward to december. I can't complain too much because while these things have affected our families, we are all for the most part fine. It's harder for some than others, but for the most part we're all OK.

End of the semester time. This is always that fun time where you have to cram for exams and papers. I'm currently in the process of writing one. I've taken a break to do this. It's due tomorrow. Oh, then there's another one due on friday. Quite a bit of typing between now and then.

Last night was fun. We got together with old friends from out of town we hadn't gotten to see in a while. Well, that's not completely accurate, one I saw on her birthday last month, but her husband I hadn't seen in forever. (You know, the "important one" as she put it last night). It was a nice family dinner with them and her parents, whom I also had no seen in quite some time. We really had a great time.

Of course when we got home, we ended up staying up until about 3 am, outside in the garage enjoying the cold weather, looking at the Christmas lights. Somehow this turned things melancholy. I don't know how or why, but we both ended up talking about happy times in the past that for some reason ended up making us both sad. Odd.

Today has been much better tho. Of course, I have to go and get my blood pressure up while writing this paper of the current Gulf War. ;)
25 October 2004 @ 02:47 pm
[Listening to: The Killing Moon - Echo & The Bunnymen - Songs to Learn & Sing (5:50)]

"The girl sits in a seven hundred dollar prom dress at her father's house, waitng for the most romantic night of her young life."

*lol* Amazing how things change in your life. Perhaps moreso for me as I have a sense of the negative. I can't help it, regardless of attempts to change, they're still going to just stick out to me at times. I can't tell you the number of times I've watched "Grosse Point Blank" *Excellent* Movie, btw. If you haven't seen it, go get it now. I never noticed that line, but then, I wasn't the father of a soon to be daughter either. Just a stange note on how things just sort of pop out at you.

I've got a test on Wednesday, I'm still needing to study more for it. Recall the last bit about getting ahead? It didn't work. heh. The potential was and still is there, just between my wife being sick, and myself being sick coupled with my natural tendencies to procrastinate, that makes it hard to get on top of things. Still, I'm not behind, and to be honest, at this point in the semester that is no less than a minor miracle. See, that's what's called a positive spin on things, "He CAN be taught." Actually, thinking about it, I was on actually early on one of my projects, but that 's mainly because I hadn't been told that the due date had been pushed back. Maybe that's it. I just need a syllabus that's a week early ;)

I feel kind of bad, I have to go meet my prof here shortly, so this is going to be our first visit to the OB/GYN that I haven't been with my wife at. I know that couples don't go to every single one together, but still, I feel kind of bad.
Speaking of which I need to wrap this up, I've got to get on the road.
08 October 2004 @ 02:26 pm
[Listening to: Es Gibt Kein naechstes mal - Münchener Freiheit - Traumziel (4:49)]

So the verdict is in. It's a girl. I was pretty bummed about it like I said I would be for a while. I'm comfortable with it now for the most part. There's still things I'm not looking forward to in the future, but hey, nothing I can do about it now except take them as they come. I do wax a bit nostalgic walking in the toy section of the store, because frankly, boys have much cooler toys, but hey, I'm biased. G.I. Joe is much more cool and diverse than Barbie. (The ungrateful wench. Ken devotes what, 50 years of his life to her, stays in the background, content to let her take all the glory, not to mention buying her dream houses, dream cars, etc. What thanks does he get? 'Kicked to the curb', but I digress..) We're having a bit of a time coming up with names. Apparently the selection criteria consists of 1) no one we ever dated in the past, 2) no one an ex dated that we knew about, 3) No one that relatives of ours have named children, 4) no one that friends of ours have named children, 5) cutesy names, 6) overused popular names, 7) weird sounding names. At this point, I believe the only names left are the ones from corporations when I get fed up and decide to sell my baby's naming rights. (Sure, for $3 mil we'll call her "Haliburton"...) That would be entertaining if only to give her future more than likely leftist teachers a stroke to have to call on her every day. Of course, out of some sense of "social justice" they'll probably fail her on principal, but again, I digress. Early day tomorrow, having to get a tire on the car replaced before a in-law family reunion trip I'm taking this weekend. It's a nice place but... Not to mention the fact that I've got a ton of things due in classes this next week. Two projects to be specific. I'll get it done, I always do. Just would be nice to jump ahead of the game. I've got plans to do so, let's just hope I actually follow through on them this time.
16 September 2004 @ 02:01 am
[Listening to: Images Of Heaven - Peter Godwin - Dance Emotions (5:01)]

So my wife goes and has an ultrasound without me, since we both really just want to find out what the child is going to be. I get a call on Saturday telling me "well... you're going to have a daughter."
So the doctor has been telling me he thinks it's a boy, but now this ultrasound tech of 16 years says, nope. It's a girl. The last one that the doc saw was inconclusive, so I can't really say he did anything wrong. We go back to him in a couple of weeks for an "official" ultrasound again and he'll more than likely confirm the one we got. In the mean time we're going with the assumption that it's a girl. I'm the kind of person when I get something in my head, if it doesn't turn out that way, it takes me some time to get over that fact. Since I had it in my head it was going to be a boy, I've already planned everything out. I've got outfits, toys, things to do, everything all planned out. *yeah, real smart, I know* Now all of that is gone. In my mind, now it's dresses instead of overalls. It's soccer instead of (real) Football. It's Barbie instead of G.I.Joe. It's tea parties instead of Dump Trucks and mud. It's the WNBA instead of ... well, you get the picture. Anyway, that was all going through my head the first couple of days, having a hard time wrapping my head around it. As time has gone on, I've come to a have a better grip on things. According to my wife, I can watch (real) Football with my daughter. I can go fishing, she can wear overalls, she may or may not like the mud. I've been told this by several women as well. *lol* Guess I should defer to the experts on this one. Watching the wrestling show at the sports bar on Sunday, and I see a little girl there with her family wearing a wrestling champion belt. I had to laugh as if God was basically telling me... "See... not too different". I think my major problem comes from the later years. I've got a few friends of my wife's that have daughters. Every one of them I would either strangle, or drop dead of a heart attack. There's so much more potential for pain to enter a girl's life than a boys. Every girl that I have known in my life with the exception of maybe two have had very negative things happen to them. I always said that I didn't want a daughter because of that, and I couldn't bear the thought of them being hurt like that... there's only so much protection that I can offer, and after that, it's up to them, God, and the world. It's going to be real tough to learn to let go with that. Now my mom would be telling me that I shouldn't "go borrowing trouble." As usual about some things, she's probably right. It's just in my nature to visualize all the negative things that can happen. (See? We're back to that again) Supposedly this helps me look at it and find a way around the negative possibilities. Sometimes that works, sometimes it doesn't. What's the point of all this rambling? To say that I'm having a daughter, and it's going to be a mystery, and an adventure.
(And in a couple of weeks when I've gotten used to the idea, the Doc'll say "It's a boy" just to make things interesting *lol*)