I've got some BIG WOOD for you! Uh, no thanks ;)
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Publié :22/6/2013 12h40
Dernière mise à jour :3/7/2013 17h24 15243 vues
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A couple of weeks ago, I took my flatbed to the dump with a large load on, as you can see  . When I got to the dump, I have to get weighed, I told the lady, "I've got a big load for you, Hard wood!" She didn't find it funny at all.  this was only 3 and a half tons of tree.
When I went to the dump after my post that work beat the shit out of me, THAT was FIVE tons of tree. I said the same joke to the same lady, THIS time, she liked and enjoyed it.
Lol ... Who knew.
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Work beat the shit out of me today.
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Publié :20/6/2013 19h31
Dernière mise à jour :22/6/2013 15h58 14668 vues
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Wow, work beat the shit out of me today. We cut down a massive dead oak tree. A job that is supposed to have 9 or 10 people. We had 3, then got another 2 hours later. The humidity tore into me. By lunch (2 hours late) I felt like I had sweated 20 pounds off. I went to a nearby fast food place and washed up my arms. Then I went up to the counter to order.
I almost got kicked out for being extremely sweaty ... I was extremely sweaty, and probably looked like death incarnate ...
At the end of the day I had around 4 tons of tree on the back of my flatbed. The log at the very back is thicker than the height of most cars ...
The A-hole inspector had me go to an emergency job ... He wanted me to jump the curb and drive through a park and back up into someone's backyard to load some logs. I told him that I had several tons of tree on me and was overloaded already. He didn't care and told me to go ahead (over the radio, not in person) sure enough, I hopped one FRONT wheel over the curb, and sunk 4 inches into the ground. That A-hole wouldn't have to fix the tire ruts, I would have to. Rather than make ruts that would take hours to fix, I got permission from my supervisor to get the logs after going to the dump tomorrow morning ...
Which is good, I'm not sure if we could have even gotten any more logs on me ...
Hopefully tomorrow will be easier.
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Offensive language - really???
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Publié :19/6/2013 10h11
Dernière mise à jour :30/6/2013 17h18 14932 vues
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I had to take a random drug screen, the person in charge of getting my piss in a cup was offended when I said "I just have to piss in the cup right?"
This language offended her??? She works with dozens of piss cups everyday ... how could that actually be offensive??? Should I said urinate? Is that really any better? Or just not mention anything about her job and what I will have to do ... That's like being offended by the word sperm while working at a sperm bank ...
I felt so bad about upsetting her (she was rude to me, even after I apologized) that I locked up and took two hours and 150 ounces of water to finally take a piss in a cup.
Maybe I should've taken the time in there and whacked off to fill the cup with cum ... I wonder what she would've said or did then?
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HNW - forearm
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Publié :19/6/2013 6h13
Dernière mise à jour :7/5/2024 4h43 14408 vues
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I guess you could say taking care of business, I was headed back to a resturant to get the food they forgot to give me. This was the first view of the customer you screwed up with ...
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My Mock Orange
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Publié :18/6/2013 18h56
Dernière mise à jour :19/6/2013 11h41 14894 vues
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I'm going to miss having it when we move. Raised it for nine years. I think it's gorgeous while in full bloom
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It was nice while it lasted
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Publié :12/6/2013 20h12
Dernière mise à jour :16/6/2013 14h08 15091 vues
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It was nice not feeling poor. This feeling lasted soo long that I actually started believing it. Tonight it smacked me hard in the face ...
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Thoughts about Firsts
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Publié :11/6/2013 21h05
Dernière mise à jour :11/6/2013 21h06 15454 vues
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One of my blogging friends had a post about the first time having sex. While I felt mine was of no consequence, it got me to thinking about my various firsts.
I am shy around women, and I think my firsts have been a underlying cause of that. I can understand men, I can make mental moves like a chess player setting up the win 22 moves in advance ... I've done it, studied my opponent, used what I knew about him to predict every move for 22 moves into checkmate. Women are different ... that difference innately scares me. I can generally understand basic behaviors, but that's about it. This is my fundamental background of shyness.
I had a "girlfriend" in name only in jr. high (middle school). I was a class clown and she found me very fun. We exchanged numbers, and because I didn't call her for three days, we were no longer bf / gf ... I didn't understand, but didn't think too long about it. High school, I kind of didn't date to spend more time on academics. I was in a special program, kind of much higher than advanced placement. I was great at mathematics, decent with language arts. I loved to read, but not good at writing, horrible at spelling. English sucks as a language, my mathematics brain much preferred German as it actually followed it's own rules. This program was primarily for language arts rather than mathematics, even though they tried to be neutral. I went from being THE smart kid, to being viewed as not quite good enough. I spent all my math classes going over my damn language arts course work. I tried damn hard just not to flunk language arts, and it brought my math scores down.
... So, in essence, I didn't date in high school. I was a nerdy kid. The normal kids viewed me as another dork ... The dorky kids viewed me as a bad ass normal kid that didn't have the brains and had to rely on intimidation. Both groups avoided me, as no one wanted to be known as my friend. I had two true friends ... but they weren't even in my grade level, so I'd only see them at lunch. Don't get me wrong, I looked at many women and wanted to ask them out, but I always got rejected ... the only time I didn't get rejected, was at a school dance were I got to dance with a German exchange student (she didn't know that being known as my friend was frowned upon or something). Now, I did get along with many fellow students. I was nice, and funny ... But at most, I could only consider them acquaintances and never friends.
My first "date" ... I was working at a fast food restaurant. I got a call from a woman, she claimed she was in earlier that night and really liked me and wanted to see me later when I got off work. Me a virgin and horny, I knew it didn't sound right, but still, I went to where we were supposed to meet up ... the business was closed, parking lot completely dead, I started to get a bad feeling, but still ... maybe she was embarrassed to be seen with me in the public eye ... after high school, I completely believed that.
Instead of a woman, I had five Mexican guys drive up and start slowly circling me ... Fight or Flight ... I knew I wouldn't be able to out-run a car, I may have been fast enough to out-run bullies, but not a car. Two of the guys jumped out and came up saying stuff like, don't mess with another man's girl ... we're going to fuck you up ... scared white boy. I kept an eye on the car, and fought back like I did against my older brothers, kicked one hard in the nuts, then jumped up and slammed my knee into the throat of the other one. The car stopped, the driver got out and pointed a gun at me, and I took off ... I never heard the gun go off, but I lunged behind the store's corner and ran away as fast as I could. I assume they never shot ... hiding out for a few hours before venturing cautiously back to my car ... no sign of them. The next day at work, the assistant manager was bragging to my co-workers about setting me up, thinking a woman would actually want me ... that I ran away like a scared punk ...
As much as I detested her, I still protected her from her abusive boyfriend twice in the next year. She couldn't help it ... she was stupid, and dated stupid men.
The first true girl friend I had ... I guess she got tired of how slow I was progressing in our relationship. I was scared of all the news stories about sexual harassment and date sex that the guy "thought" was mutual but still ended up in jail. So I was progressing slowly ... I wanted to make sure she actually wanted it. New Years Eve ... Big party, count down to midnight, I tried finding her as I really wanted to kiss her at midnight ... couldn't find her, midnight happened ... finally found her five minutes later ... having sex with my best friend ...
I blamed him, I blamed him for years ... It wasn't his fault, and I realized that after many months ... she convinced him that we had split up one week before, and she WAS very pretty. Looking back, I think she was sleeping with many of her neighbors ... As they would drive by and make inappropriate comments to her when we were outside her house. She was good friends with my parents though ... She'd talk to them, write them letters, show off her wedding dress for husband 1, 2, and 3 ... Kids that she had ... and for some unknown reason, my parents think I give a flying fuck about her life ...
My first time having sex ... she didn't let me get a condom, was pissed when I pulled out. She grew up in a poor family, and saw me as a business owner as a good way to get out of that lifestyle. I was warned later that day that she was already pregnant and looking for a baby-daddy. A couple of weeks later, I got a call from her, she had become a run-a-way from her parents and wanted to live with me as the police were hunting for her ... My only regret in life was getting involved with her ... stupid hormones.
Perhaps all of this is why I freeze up around women. Why I can't flirt for the life of me when I WANT to flirt, but apparently I unknowingly flirt all the time. (I call it good manners)
My wife has been amazing ... getting me back to trusting women. Slowly ... and I'm starting to get good at fully understanding women (or at least her).
This post was stuck in my head after sharing more details about losing my virginity on that blogger's post. Thinking back over everything, I think I finally understand why I freeze up around women.
I have removed one thought splinter from my head, I still have two more stuck in there, biding their time till I'm ready to pick them out and post them here.
Have fun, Feel young, Be safe ... 
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Trying this flower again
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Publié :10/6/2013 12h46
Dernière mise à jour :26/6/2013 15h28 15485 vues
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I can't remember what this flower is called, but we're trying it again. I like the look of it, seems kind of unique
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Much better day and a challenge
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Publié :7/6/2013 21h21
Dernière mise à jour :10/6/2013 16h38 15049 vues
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Today has been a much better day. I awoke with the feeling that it would be. I maintained that attitude. Attitude can make all the difference in the world. I firmly believe in the thought of mind over matter, and I have experienced faster healing by willing myself to heal over having a bad attitude towards it and letting the doctors fix it ... mind you, they both healed, but when I willed it, it healed faster.
Were there hang-ups? of course, ... this is life, and that happens. The ant bites from yesterday made little bubbles on my arm ... that felt funny
Ok, challenge time:
First, a story. I've been trimming trees for over seven years now. I'm getting ready to transfer to the big university here to finish my bachelors degree. Walking the campus, I was awed by the number and different variety of tree species. I finally found an honest Red Oak instead of the Pin Oak and other similar species; however, I kept noticing things that needed trimming ... that dead limb high up, a small sign of lack of iron for an oak, pruning needed to give some space for a building. Now, they all looked quite nice and taken care of, I was just noticing small minute spots, because I am familiar with looking FOR those defects.
I've always said, we see all the flaws in ourselves, much more than anyone else would notice. This is the same way, we are so used to spotting those defects on us, that they loom larger than they really are.
My challenge: The next time you spot a defect on yourself AND you feel bad about it. I want you to think, would anyone else actually notice it, and if they might, would they truly care? Think about it truthfully. I believe you will realize that the vast majority of people wouldn't even notice it.
Yes, you ARE wonderful, defects and all.
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Ugh, ... the day won
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Publié :6/6/2013 17h51
Dernière mise à jour :7/6/2013 6h50 14762 vues
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Today just wasn't a very good day. Annoying things just kept happening. I can count 38 annoying things so far today, and I'm sure I'm missing several. It pretty much was one annoying thing after another, a few bright happy spots here and there.
I'm beat ...
At work, our crew is "suppose" to have 9 workers, the last 5 years we've been steadily decreasing as people leave, not allowed to hire anyone to replace those that leave. Today we had 3 workers: my supervisor (hurt back, not supposed to do much work), the flat out insane co-worker that doesn't want to be here anymore (makes work harder on everyone else), and me. ... Top that off with our a-hole inspector giving us a huge tree job right before lunch (would be a four hour job if we had enough people and the right equipment, at least we didn't have to do all of it). Then he makes us skip our last break by making another pain-in-the-butt tree a rush priority (just had to make it safe for tomorrow, but still went till we were rushing back to leave on time). I am beat up from today at work, my body is saying that it doesn't like this. Got home to more annoying things, after finishing all of them, I "tried" to mow our front lawn (it's gotten high). Didn't work, my mower went 3 feet and then died, never to restart. I tried starting it till my arm ached from yanking on the cord. I cleaned and worked on all the parts, still nothing, even less of nothing, it stopped even trying. I lost it, I let the beast out, my rage, my frustrations. I chucked that mower ten feet into my chain link fence, bent the frame, again that pissed me off so I gave it a swift kick ... busted the gas tank, knocked the air filter part completely off, cracked a section of the engine block ... yeah, that mower is now completely dead, never to start again. ... It had a good ten year life. Ended up borrowing the neighbor's mower after supper, it was a much better, newer mower ... and it cut like crap compared to my old one ... /sigh ... I feel bad about breaking the mower ... the day had finally beat me.
My body just aches, my arm is throbbing, my head is pounding (accidentally slammed it into the car roof when getting out of it to get supper). I have two posts that I want to write, but ... I also don't want to write. I'm longing ... those carefree childish days of early adulthood, the angst, the simple joys. I think they are making things more annoying then they should be. Rarely do I allow my beast out to just wreck havoc.
When life has you down, think about what the truly important things are. I know my important things, I keep them close to my heart, I protect them. They are fine, the rest is just gravy ... I don't have much gravy right now ... I have more than I think I do, I have several really rich pieces also ... I know this, but I don't think I want to believe it.
The dark shades of the void whisper to me, trying to comfort me with their promises of oblivion. I'm not there, I'm not anywhere near embracing the void again.
Fuck you day, you beat me today ... but tomorrow's another day, and it's my day to enjoy. I am going to enjoy it!
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HNW - Music Style!
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Publié :5/6/2013 19h09
Dernière mise à jour :11/6/2013 7h09 15269 vues
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Ok, I've had this song hiding in my head ever since I saw Justin Timberlake and Adam Sandler doing a video (skit?) to it. Always wanted to try it, so ... I did  used it for a poll Busty is doing, but the idea was also in my head from 3 weeks ago since I saw music was this week's theme.
Justin Timberlake's Dick in a Box
Hey girl
I got somethin' real important to give you
So just sit down and listen
Girl you know we've been together such a long long time(Such a long time)
And now I'm ready to lay it on the line
Wow, you know it's Christmas and my heart is open wide(Open wide)
Gonna give you something so you know what's on my mind(What's on my mind)
A gift real special, so take off the top
Take a look inside it's my dick in a box
It's in a box
Not gonna get you a diamond ring
That sort of gift don't mean anything
Not gonna get you a fancy car
Girl, ya gotta know you're my shinin' star
Not gonna get you a house in the hills
A girl like you needs somethin' real
Wanna get you somethin' from the heart
Somethin' special girl
It's my dick in a box
My dick in a box babe
It's my dick in a box
Ooh, my dick in a box girl
See I'm wise enough to know
When a gift needs givin', and I got just the one
Somethin' to show ya that you are second to none
To all the fellas out there with ladies to impress
It's easy to do just follow these steps
1, cut a hole in a box
2, put your junk in that box
3, make her open the box
And that's the way you do it
It's my dick in a box
My dick in a box babe
It's my dick in a box
Ooh, my dick in a box girl
Christmas, dick in a box
Hanukkah, dick in a box
Kwanzaa, a dick in a box
Every single holiday a dick in a box
Over at your parents' house, a dick in a box
Mid-day at the grocery store, a dick in a box
Backstage at the CMA's, a dick in a box
My dick in a box
My dick in a box
My dick in a box
And yes, I did send this pic to my wife while she was working  
Sometimes you just gotta surprise that special someone with a token of your love
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A Toast! (hear hear)
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Publié :27/5/2013 17h31
Dernière mise à jour :28/5/2013 5h43 14935 vues
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I want to give a toast out to the many members of the armed forces. It is due to you brave people and those that have given their all so that we may live which ever lifestyle we choose to. Our freedom of choice has been and is protected by your bravery. I salute you!
I also want to toast the people that have shaped our lives, these people are the reason we are who we are. For all those that have preceeded us and will preceed us into the afterlife, your lives have shaped us and we value you. We look forward to the greeting party that will welcome us when we take that trip also.
Honor, Respect, Remember.
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