I saw one of these in my town:

I like loyalty.

Keeping it real.



Yes, that is cardboard and a juicy juice box holding it up.

The following is an email I wrote to the fine bandmembers of Challenger:

I know this message may not go directly to the horse's mouth (the members of Challenger) but I thought it would be an interesting story to relay to the info section, or if it's possible to forward the information on to the band.

With that jargon said: Here is my story. I have been a fan of the Milemarker/Challenger contingency for a little while now. Seeing you as Milemarker in Chicago and Challenger this summer in Cleveland. Good shows. I was pretty excited to hear that Challenger (Geez how many times can I type it?) would put out an album out the beginning of this summer. So I bought it the week or so it came out. I really enjoy the record.

This, however isn't the point of me writing you fine folks. It's more to inform you of the irony that unexpectedly showed up in my front lawn this morning. Well I woke up this morning about 6AM, and found that my driver's side window had been smashed, and my cd player ripped out. Leaving a gaping hole in my dash.

The neighborhood I live in is relatively safe, so I was quite suprised and, well, kinda mad. I didn't stop to think what cd was in my cd player. So as I was getting a ride to work, I remembered. Challenger's "Give the people what they want...(In small doses)" So in this case, for the person who stole the cdplayer/cd really did get what they wanted. Being that I have no form of security besides locks on the doors.

Thought you guys would like a good story and commentary(?) about today's society. Have a good one. - Jeff

Goodnight.

Anyone who reads this is a putz.

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Stick with me.

So another birthday has come and gone. Now look who's 22 and none the wiser. Maybe I am a little bit wiser. I got some DVD's and some CD's and some CEO's and some PSP's with some CFC's. I also went to a Japanese steak house where they cook in front of you. Our chef kept asking us "Who's yo dadee???". It was fun. Then I saw King Arthur with Amanda. I liked it, but it didn't change my life.

I typed out this huge heart felt email to Andrew and the internet bug ate it.

I was going to paste the last thing I copied, because maybe it might be interesting, but I don't have anything. I right clicked and all it said was Undo, Delete and Select all.

Josh hates me because I swore I would call him last week and I didn't. I am a terrible friend.

In other friend news, Sam confessed his like to a certain girl.

Pistons win!

Been working. Saw the Aquabats last night! My life is now complete. It was Cleveland and Ryland actually drove. How nice of him to repay Amanda for the 300 rides she gave him last summer. Maybe this is a new trend. He should drive more often. I woulnd't count on it though. Haha.

Work is good, except for the cleaner that gives me heart palpatations. Leiderhosen Lucil was hilarious last night, so I bought a pin and 2 stickers.

Tonight could be the final game, go Pistons.

News flash: I'm dead.

I saw Mean Girls at the drive in last night in a thunderstorm. Lindsay Lohan is an idiot, but I like Tina Fey. The double feature was Mean Girls and Troy? Tell me how those two movies relate. Anyway, we didn't stay for T-roy because it is way too long and to Homer-erotic for some viewers. Not the ladies though, they like those Greeks in there short skirt battle tu-tu's. They must use Nair.

Or Nads.

Or I am leaving now.

I was only 51 posts away from 500 on my real astoldby site. Sheesh. I haven't checked if it is working yet. I don't think anyone reads this one, so that's nice and I can say whatever I want!

Like:

Poo!
Nipple!
Pee-paw!

This weekend was supposed to be me going to Aaron's bachelor party, but that is not going on now. I could not get off work and I fail at life because I dont have enough money to drive out there, pay for crap and drive back and then drive back there in a week and then pay for crap and then drive back to Ohio. Life. Not that I think it's crap. But I don't have solid hours at my job yet. I don't know. I am beginning to hate money.

Since I hate money so much, I spent some of it tonight. I found a copy of the 101ers Elgin Avenue Breakdown on vinyl. That is exciting. I have always wanted it. So as soon as that arrives my record collection will be complete...Maybe not.

So Amanda has been back from her trip for a few days now. Sam is around, and Ryan is coming home soon. I am blessed to have these guys here for another summer, until I goback to finish. Hopefully their job-hunt (Well one of them) goes well. I have been working more frequently and will begin full time work in early June.

June also brings Aaron W's wedding. So that is very exciting, what a great time it will be. I am also blessed to have him and Steph in my life, and hopefully for some continued years.

I have been listening to my Who records and playing air guitar for Amanda lately. Lauren Claus should come back from the BAYOU.

Stupid Kings lost.

Fairweather should not have broken up. The best pop punk out there.

Well with Amanda in C.A. I have significantly increased social time. Sam is my only friend home, so I have been doing things with him. Watched the Kings win the other night. They play again Wednesday, but I have to work. Hopefully the game is at 10:30.

Saturday I went to a very rainy, dreary, and cold Columbus to a Crew game. They won 1 to nothing, it was an exciting one. Too bad you couldn't come.

Note: get to work.

What the? Blogger has gone through some changes. So far this summer I have been working covering shifts sporadically. Nothing substantually financial. Most of my money goes to gas, and the old ball and chain. Although I am not complaining. I would like to earn more money, but I have to wait a little longer.

I got a letter in the mail today inviting me to Aaron W's bachelor party. Chicago sounds good to me, brother.