dropping a line

Well as some may expect...being an unemployed bum you can't always keep the things that you enjoy. i.e. internet. I am writing to you from my wonderful public library and hating it. I am hoping to get back online at home as that is my main way of applying for jobs and sending my resume out.

I hate everything right now. I am sure that all will be ok in time. But till then I am a miserable motherfucker. I was just getting into posting again too. Oh well, I suppose! I will be back in the near future. I am going to go to the "kids" section with the boy.

If all goes well, I will be able to get some pics up of the boy as he trick or treats tonight as a cowboy. We aren't too happy that he he is wearing guns but we will hide them after tonight. Wish me luck and I will try to check back in a bit latre this week with some witty banter on my life. Oh what a life indeed!

Just as things were getting good

Wouldn't you know it...as soon as I start to get back on my feet in bloggville I stop. Actually my wife finally had a day off and we were able to spend some time as a family together. I have to take advantage of as many of these days as possible.

Well, I have the correctional officer physical exam and test tomorrow morning at 8 a.m. I am not to crazy about the physical part since I have become a dormant sack of poo over these last few months. I have to run a half mile in under 5 minutes, 20 push-ups/sit ups in 1 minute, climb a 4-5 foot wall and drag a 150 pound dummy 50 feet. Sounds easy!? I should be ok. I am nervous about the run more than all of that other stuff. Give em hell I guess.

So I am sure that I will be able to put a nice twist on how crazy and horrible my morning will be tomorrow. Not to mention I have to post about dog poo. It seems that is one of the better features here at "Kow's Corner".

Just occured to me

I have noticed that I can only find womens blogs to post on. What's up with that? The last few I have found are actually from my home state so there is a reason for that. I haven't been able to find a fellow guy blogger that is fun to read. I must sound so gay right now. Women seem to write better stuff and maybe it is a little chic to be blogging but I enjoy it and will continue doing it.

I am a born again blogger of you will. I am enjoying the fact that I am back even if I am writing about nothing really. Tomorrow is another day. Well, I am off to get on with my evening and just wanted to say thanks for hanging out. I must sound so lonely.

attention

I am not sure what to do! I actually have people commenting on my blog again. To you new readers I would suggest taking a look at some of my past posts and get a feel of what I do post about when I do post.

You will get a bit of everything from me. Mostly just crap. But I am trying to make that change from here on out. That means adding some more "pop" pictures to make a story that much better.

So just hang out and see what I can do. Hoping that I can make you laugh and enjoy the muse that is my life. I think I said it in another post, I think that I am really funny. Trust me, I am. It's just that when I put it down here, it just sucks. Which is a double wammy to me. A) I think I am funny and want to share that with people B) I enjoy writing and think I am half assed decent at it. I fail on all accounts all the time. Oh well, if you are willing to stick around for that I am more than willing to keep producing crap.

Columbo

Again, I am sure there may be some new people here but I feel inclined to report back on this topic. It is about the freeloaders that stayed with me a few weeks backs.

I recieved a phone call from the dude the other night. It seems that the phone calls and letters to people has caught up with them and they are mad, scared and everything else. We talked with Liz's parents for about an hour last week and gave them there cell phone number and any other info that my wife had dug up on these pigs.

They hubby, Duke, called me to ask me to stop making calls and writing letters. He will pay me the money that is owed me as long as I stop. His wife, Liz, is "out of it" and is in really bad shape because of our actions. Bullshit! He wants me to feel sorry for her? He didn't have to deal with my wife as soon as she realized they were gone. Fuck him! So, I had a great time motherfucking him and calling him every other name in the book.

I am sure that he thought we were genuinly nice people and would be happy to get them out of our lives. Well, as I said before, it became our mission to fuck with these people. As far as us getting the money, I am sure we won't get a penny. We agreed on a cease fire until November 7th. If I don't hear back from him I will start with the barrage of phone calls again.

It feels good to know that these low lifes are feeling the pressure. They really need to choose the people that they are going to fuck a little bit better next time. I have some info that hits home with these douche bags and it freaks them out. I would refer to Liz's parents by their names and state past addresses for them.

He was even trying to cry to make me feel bad. Sorry but once you have tread on me and my family there is no mercy. I will keep you updated on this as I am sure there will be more to write.

Recap of ME

Well, I figure since I am in the process of attracting new readers I should reacap my bio for all the newbies here.

So here is a quck dash of my brief history on this planet. I was born and raised in Northern Minnesota. I joined the navy soon after high school. I tried the college thing but didn't really work for me. I wanted to be like Forrest Gump and have all of these adventures packed into a life. I was shipped out to San Diego and was stationed aboard an aircraft carrier. Was able to see lots of cool places and meet a lot of neat people.

I married and had a son. (sorry ladies) I transfered to Maryland and worked in a medical clinic. I was also attached to a hospital ship and was able to see the other side of the world. I was deployed for the beginning of the war and was home a few months after it started.

I decided to get out of the Navy back in May 2005 and have yet to find a job. I would like to move back to MN but need a job first. My life sucks but I am always positive about it. My wife hates me but has some faith in....which she shouldn't have. I do have a test this weekend to become a correctional officer.

I have 2 dogs, a cat, 2 snails, and a hermit crab. One dog and the cat hate me. They usually like to try me out and shit all over the place so I dry heave and get watery eyes. I am sure for their amusement.

That is me in a nutshell. Now if this freaks you out makes you to never come here again, to bad so sad. It is me and I tell it like it is. I try to be funny but often come across as a dumbass. I hype things and never follow up. If this sounds good to you then I suggest you stick around and watch the insanity that is my life unfold.

No words

Well, I want to say thanks to beautiful Kayten! She has been here for a while with me. She never leaves comments on my blog as I never do to hers. I am such a hypocrite. Anyway, I have had 4 comments in the last 24 hours or so. I had an actually busy day yesterday. 38 people stop by. As you can see by the wonderful graph I haven't had such good luck of late.

Well, I just want to say thanks to the 3 other "new" readers to my blog and wonder what made the 34 people not comment. Jerks. I mean if a good coinstar story can't make you comment what will?

Back with a fury!

I have come to the conclusion that anybody that was ever a "regular" here is now long gone. Moved onto blogs that actually delivered on what they promised as far as what was going to be blogged about. I have failed and promise that I will be doing a much better job of blogging in the future.

With that said, I had a commentor today that seems to be in the same situation I am. They had the best intentions when starting out and may have even had a following when they started. Now they are reduced to nothing and may want to get back in the blogging game. I will do my part to help out Merveilleuse. I will also be out there hunting new blogs to be part of. I just hate searching for blogs here. I have to wade thru hundreds of shitty ones (teenage girls, foreign languages) to find just one good one!

I will be on the lookout to check out some blogs and become a member of blogging society again. Wish me luck!

Wet Spot

The other night I had woken up to my feet freezing and wet. No matter what I did with them they were wet and freezing. The whole area where my feet are during sleep was soaking wet. I couldn't imagine what the hell it was. At first, I thought it was my dogs. They like to lick everything. But it was way to big for them to be licking. Plus, my blankets and teh sheets were wet. Maybe one of the dogs pissed on me? I was actually too tired to give a shit. I went back to bed and snuck my feet under my wifes blankets.

I woke up when my wife did and told her about what I had endured that evening. She was nice enough to put a towel down and let me sleep. I woke up later and still wondered what the hell that wet spot was from.

I am still not sure what it was. I do have a theory that may work. I think it was my son. He may have pissed in my bed due to a delerium that he gets into when sleeping. I have seen him get up and pee in my living room like a drunk frat boy. I have seen him pee in my garbage can. Last night he fell asleep with us and then woke up and went in his room. I followed him and caught him with his pants down. He was going to wiz in his room. I made him use the toilet.

So I think that I slept in my sons piss. What a gross pig I am!

Coinstar

Wow what a re-entry that I will be making today in the blog world. I am going to tell you about my trip to the coinstar machine. We were in need of some money and I have a huge mason jar. I think it's a 4 gallon jar. Anyway, that is my piggy bank. I put change in there at the end of every day. I had only been doing it for about 2 months.

I wanted to wait till it was full to cash it in but we needed the money so I brought it in. I started to pour my change in the bin. I started to shale the little bin thing and dumping money into the machine. I am amazed at which the speed this thing works. I can hear all of the change clinking around in there and and see the amount of each change. I wish I would have written the stats down.

Any way, when all was said and done, I was walking out of the store with $52.10. I was shocked at how much money you can make from change. Now for next time, I can't wait to see how much the full 4 gallons will yield in money. I would assume that would take well over a year to accomplish. I will keep you posted on the status of my boring ass life.

oh what a life

I am sorry that I have been lazy and not writing much but I have been getting ready for my grand entrance. I am such a lazy fuck! It's all good you will all see when I come back with a vengance. Yeah right!

Stay tuned for more of the banalities of ME!!

Obviously

Obvioulsy I am not as happening as I had once thought I was in the blogging community. Yes here it comes, I am now on a mission to make this a decent blog that will make people want to come back for more. Again, I sound like a record player skipping but I am on a mission. Kind of like the "Blues Brothers".

That means that I will be starting to browse blogs and see what I can find out there that fit me. I have also figured out a way to ling to other blogs. That way you can see what I am reading and see if you like it as well.

I have also noticed the phenomena of 'Half Nekkid Thursday' (HNT) and I can assure you that I will not be partaking in that. I do enjoy seeing it but can't see myself doing this. Other than that I am open to suggestions and hope that you enjoy what will be coming your way in the near future.

Nice People Finish Last Always

I am writing instead of putting a gun to my head. I can only wonder what the fuck has happened to my pathetic life in the last 5 months. As you may have guessed, I have to find a job. It is taking its toll on me and my family. I can only think that all will work out in the end...which I know it will. So I am coming to my wonderfuk "outlet" that I haven't been to in so long. I will try to keep you updated as to whats been going on. I know that I don't have any of my normal viewers anymore and thats cool, I will just need to attract some new ones.

So let me get into a huge long story of how Team Cackmandu was recently screwed. My wife is the nicest person in the world. There is no way in hell that we should have procreated and married each other. We are opposites. I have a tendency to be leary of people and use caution.

Anyway, my wife works at a "tree hugger" store and loves it. Not to mention she gets to use me as a lab rat for all of this stuff. With suprising results has really made me think about what food I eat and more conscience of things like that.

Fuck, no wownder nobody comes to read my blog. I am a ranting lunatic. So, thru this store my wife meets all kinds of people. Well she comes home one day and asks if I wanted to trade or Jeep for a 26' sailboat. It wasn't feasible so we backed out. Then the next day my wife says that these people are coming to live with us. Hold the fuck on! People are going to come live with us? I told her that I needed to at least meet these people before they get to come and stay in our house. They come over and had some dinner with us and all was fine.

My first impressions of them were that these people were like modern nomadic hippies. They have traveled from Maine to Florida and then sailed up here. They needed to save some money to get back to Florida and then eventually to Phoenix. Me and my wife talked and said that it would be ok if they came to stay with us. We would charge them $100 per week and they would be helping us out as much as we were helping them.

They moved in and and little did I know that we would be giving them complete use of everything. Mostly meaning our Jeep. Our other car was down with a blown alternator and we just had one car. The wonderful gas freindly Jeep.

So they thought that they could come here and help out by taking our dogs out for us and do some general cleaning. Ok cool! Well, they seemed to leash our dogs up in a manner that wasn't ok with my wife so she told them to stop walking the dogs. They took offense.

Time goes on and they start freaking out a bit because they can't sell their boat and they need to get on the road. This is a couple that are weird to start off with. They have the whole May-December thing going on. He's 50 shes 25! Just gross! So they are getting stressed out and pacing all over my apartment. I just ignored them and played PS2. They had a hard time communicating with us. Like they thought they could use my Jeep ANY time they wanted. So, to be an ass I said that i had to go somewhere and left. Fuck them!

So they finally sold there boat and the hubby was a "tree trimmer" and he made some money and they were able to buy a car. They had everything packed and ready to go. I was playing Ps2 again as usual. They didn't even attempt to talk with me. They then went to the bedroom and stayed there for a while. My wife came home late that night and as soon as she came home they turned the lights off.

We had been worried that they would welch on the money they owed us. So we woke up early to see them gone. The thing that pissed me off aboput it most is that I had been bitching to my wife that we needed to collect the money a few days ago. I was trying to be a nice guy. I can be a bit aggressive when I don't like a certain situation, especially when I am about to get bent over!!

We called them and then no answer. We looked at our caller ID and had seen a number of one of their friends. We called them up and asked if they had done this shit before. She said the husband, Duke, hadn't done things like that. His wife Liz was now notorious for it. She is a bitch that I couldn't stand from day one.

She is a fucking lying bitch! She has conned, cheated and stole for a while now. I am bummed because I didn't wanna piss my wife off so I didn't say anything.

Well the good thing is that these people usually fuck people over and are on their way. The fuckee is just happy to get them out of their lives. Well, I actually don't! It will be my mission for the next few weeks to screw with the assholes. My wife has shown some serious tenacity as far as searching for the "paper trail" they have left from Maine to Florida. Liz, would always recite a tale of running away and travelling with the carnival. Well, that was fabricated! She lived with her grandparents in ME. He parents are wealthy and have no time for their misfit daughter. Well thru my wife "investigation" we have tracked down here parents and wrote them a nice letter tellin them how fucked up they are as parents.

We are well aware that we won't get the money owed us! We do know that we will make them think and wonder how we know so much about them. It's amazing the power of the internet and a few well placed phone calls.

So yes we were screwed! But at the end of the day I know we did the right thing. So may they get fucked by someone soon! Natsy fuckers!

ok

I haven't been around much but that doesn't mean that you can't stop by and bitch at me to post some. I am not here to whine about nobody coming to see me. Hell I haven't been around all that much to want to come and see. For you that have have been around for a while, I am not going to sit here and tell you that I am going to write a great blog soon too. I never do and when I do they suck.