"Cause That's How I Roll"

OK, Im not even sure how to start this. People who use this term drive me fuc*ing nuts. ever since 911 this term has been in vogue. It's right up there on my list of overused, misunderstood, undervalued words, sayings between hero and fireman. Let me give you a perfect example of just how stupid this saying is. Last shift we were dispatched to the local elementary school for an "assault". Any normal person would construe this to be a couple of school kids getting into it on the playground and some teacher going off the deep end for no other reason then she is incapable of dealing with two angry nine year olds and a bloody nose. BUT NO not in my line of work. Let me paint a picture for you. The day at school starts with two kindergartners (Yes we are talking about two five year old girls here.) getting into some retarded five year old argument that results in some hitting. So five year old A hits five year old B. Over the course of the morning the school notifies mom A and mom B that their precious spots of sunshine have gotten into a tussle at school and they all need to have some kind of metro sexual meeting to resolve the anger issues of the afore mentioned five year olds. Now the stage is set for some hard core white trash Jerry Springer shit. Low and behold mom A and mom B meet in the parking lot on the way into the liberal hug fest that is now our way of dealing with things in this country and out comes a little bit of good old Americana! Somewhere between the car and the entrance to the school words are exchanged between mom A and mom B resulting in mom A punching mom B in the suck with a pair of BRASS FUC*ING KNUCKLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ya baby!!!!!!!!! Take that! As we are loading mom B into the ambulance with a shattered jaw mom B's in the back of the police car. What was her reason for this reaction? That's right you guessed it! "I'm from east L.A. and that's how I roll". Are you fuc*ing kidding me? Well madam why don't you roll right on over to jail while your precious little spot of sunshine rolls into foster care for Christmas. I swear to God I hate people. How could you destroy your child's Christmas because "that's how you roll"? What a maroon! Anyone useing the term "that's how I roll" probably should just roll off a cliff and die. But that's just my opinion because ya know.............................thats how I roll.

OK OK I will start blogging again Christ!

Well a promise is a promise. Erica went an entire day without taking a picture of anything. I know, I know it's hard to believe, but it's true. So here I am keeping up my end of the deal. For the uninformed things have been status quo for the last few months. Erica and I decided to push back the wedding until at least early spring. Once again I know, what's new! I should have some good stuff to run my suck or fingers as it is about in the next few days.

Anybody seen this guy?

OK this is one of the dumbest things I've seen lately. REALLY? Does anyone really think this helps? I'm am progressively more and more convinced that the U.S. Postal service is run by morons. Not only are the incapable of getting your mail anywhere with any reliability they obviously suck at law enforcement as well. EEHH lets see if anyone recognizes this guy!

Back to Colorado!

Well here it is! As I pack up my books again and talk to my sweetheart / soul mate on the phone. I'm contemplating an October 25 wedding and a new start. I have been lucky enough to meet the person who makes me complete. I'm ready to move on, I'm done with the drama, I'm done being unsettled, I'm done being alone every two weeks. Honey lets skin this smoke wagon! I love you.

Sturgis Bound Baby!

Here it is Saturday morning and I'm sitting at work looking at the upcoming Sturgis trip and trying to plan all of the stops. Lets see.......

1. Waterford MI @ Aunt Pat's house for cabbage rolls.
2. St Paul MN @ John Martin's for all around shananigans.
3. Whitewood SD @ Mr. & Mrs. Westburg's for STURGIS

Holy Shit I can't wait! We will be leaving on the morning of the 31st and returning between the 10th and the 12th. 4000+ miles, a sore ass and an all around great time! We will be hitting the following places while there and I will do my best to post pictures and comments as we go.

1. KISS at the Buffalo Chip
2. Jackyl at The Full Throttle
3. The Broken Spoke Saloon
4. Little Big Horn
5. Devils Tower
6. Mount Rushmore
7. The Stone House Saloon
8. Deadwood

And whatever the hell else strikes my fancy like the worlds largest ball of string or something similar.

The bike is ready ($431 10,000 mile check up and lube) The bags are almost packed and I just want to get the F&%K out of here and ride!

What a maroon!

This footage rocks! Check out the youtube footage of the insurgent mortar exploding.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m9cAEkkhngw

Get This

OK here we go. Deep breath........
I transported this guy this morning who called due to his vomiting blood. I got on scene as the EMT's were working on a pressure and doing the EMT thing in general. All it took was one look at this guy to know he was not in a good place. Picture this. Johnny Depp minus 100 pounds covered in tattoos and track marks with eyes as yellow as a diabetics urine. OK he didn't look at all like Johnny Depp more like death eating a cracker in an lazy boy. He looks up at me with the wisdom every heroin / meth addict seems to have and says "I don't feel so good". Well no shit sparky. You have spent the last 25 years pumping draino into your body while smoking house hold cleaning chemicals. While this is going on his wife pipes off with "the blood is still in the sink if you want to see it"! What the hell I'm game. After instructing the EMT's to get him outside and spike two bags for me I follow pizza the hut in a moomoo back into the bathroom of the living hell of a trailer I have found my self in making sure not to kick over the baby's toys or the graphics bong. To my amazement there is no less than 1000 cc's of clotted blood in the sink. Enough for the Goverment to declare this place a Superfund haz mat site given the petrie dish I have for a patient. Once again Pizza pipes off with more wonderful info "there was at least that much in the toilet but I flushed that cause I had to go pee." REALLY?! Did you really need to give me that mental image at 0705 in the morning? With this little tid bit of info I sallied forth unto my bambolance to begin replacing fluid into the stick man who's lost a third of his volume and has a pressure of somewhere around 60. As I'm getting ready to stick this guy he looks at me and says "hey man I don't like needles" Are you F*&@#&^ kidding me? Your covered in tattoos and track marks! I replied how do ya feel about coffins? He didn't get it. He got two 14g IVs and 2400 cc's of fluid before I got him to the ER and had a pressure of 80/40. Nice as could be in the ambulance. He gets in the ER and starts yelling "I feel fine I don't need the F*&^*$@ gown I'm not staying. There are some people on the planet that should not be allowed to dial 911. What a maroon.

HOLY SHIT!

OK,

WTF is this all about. At what point do you look in the mirror and say "ya a bikini just isn't the right garment for me" For the love of God this broad has friggen gills! I mean this is as bad as the 70 year old guy who's as tan as Gandhi in the bright green banana hammock walking around the pool. For the love of God please! What was it the bald chick on TV said "STOP THE INSANITY!" More to follow today on arrogant assholes who are your best friend and as nice as they can be when they think they are dying and than become monumental penises when they realize they might just pull through. Film at 11. Tina I'm back I expect you to read every day! ;0)

Im back with a new name!

OK here it is. After some hard thought and gentle persuasion I have decided to start blogging again. I don't have a really good reason for dropping the previous blog and I won't bother making up a decent story. I will be rebuilding this blog over the next few days so please be patient. Thank you for the encouragement and support in getting back on track.