New found old passion

The following will say it all....

DIABLO II

Yeah baby. Game on.

ST

Spy Turtle

Sooooo.....

Beck's parents were visiting us. Yesterday morning between 0500-0800 hrs their car was stolen from in front of our house. The folks who stole it were probably watching me leave at o500 hrs since daylight hits at 0600 and I am sure the car was gone before daylight.

This is on top of the other 10 to 15 breakins in the last 3 months in just our neighborhood. This includes stuff getting stolen out of cars. Garage door openers being taken out of cars and then used to open the garage doors...terrible shit man.

I have now installed a video camera system that includes two cameras mounted on the front of the house with the feeds going to one of my extra computers that is now dedicated to security cameras. I may be adding a 3rd at the front door to record anyone that shows up (including all those bastards that leave flyers).

If nothing else I will at least be able to catch that fucking dog that is always shitting in my yard!!!!

Super Spy out

WD Mungo...???

ST is still in LV, NV.

Mungo as far as being a WD, I think you would do just fine. As far as liking it, I don't know if you would or not. I still love controlling. I have my first mission since getting back tommorow. (I got back to work today.) Do what you WANT to do, or even what you NEED to do. If you go, I will be at your graduation if I am able to go. I will even pin the badge on for you if you wanted me to.

We will see about Cyndi. Who know's. A friend of mine is also trying to hook me up with this firefighter chick. I get an image of some big burley bitch, but apparently she is not supposed to be like that. We will see. I really have no ambitions for putting a whole lot of effort into a relationship right now. I want to be with a chick, but I am too lazy to pursue one right now. So it will probably be "meat in hand" for a while or something.

Back to doing nothing for the rest of the night.

Eddie

An End To This Silliness

Eddie, we have insurance now. I bought a full 6-month chunk. We'll be dropping the claim from the other guy's insurance because we don't want to push out luck. You're right, we got extremely lucky that we were let go.

ST, WHERE are you? You said, "I am here." But where is that? I read back a few blogs (not much posted recently... by anyone) and nothing became clear. Where are you?

Eddie, how do you like being home? Is Cyndi going to be someone we'll hear more about?

A Tsgt WD position has opened up in the ANR. If I apply and get the job I'll go to WD school in the next few months. That would leave ZZ alone for (how many months?), but we'd be a lot better off with the promotion and the 3 year AGR status. As of right now, I'm on a Temp Tour that will expire at the end of March. What do you guys think I should do? Eddie, do you think I'd like being a controller? Do you think I'd be good at it?

Alright, time to go to the DMV for ZZ's manual. By gosh, I'm putting an end to this silliness.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

PS, Still no word from Double O.

I am here

I am here and looking for a job. My resume is out to a few places like Northrop Grumman and Raytheon. We shall see what happens.

I am tired. I am going to bed.

Good night.

Superist Turtle-ist

Long time, no blog

So as I am finally getting ready to get back to that thing called work... here are some other things...

Mungo, Dude, Bro... WTF,O? Do you have insurance yet? You damn well better or don't drive your car that has no gas in it. First, I hope ZZ is doing fine... You found out the exact reason insurance is there in the first place. Not to mention on a different note, people like YOU are the reason that insurance rates go up. Uninsured motorists (with or without a license) get in accidents, the insured sucks up the cost of the accident and the rates go up. Y'all got extremely lucky! Don't fucking do it again.

Anyway... I traded in the Rodeo and got a 2001 Dodge Ram 1500. I have insurance on it as well. Not a very extravegant vehicle, just the bare necessities of what I needed in a truck. The rodeo was going to shit. The Ion is still sitting in my garage looking very pretty. She still likes to go very fast. She also has insurance.

I went on a date earlier today. It was a good time after I got lost around an area of SLC that I don't know and finally found the damn restaraunt. Her name is Cyndi, is 27 and has a 5 year old girl. Probably going to go and meet up with her later this evening. We will see how that goes.

Other than that, not much else going on. It was great to see ST while he was up here and the quad is now fixed so ST and me can go play in the dirt.

Later People and insure your vehicles.

Eddie

Fireweed Coin-Op Laundry

With their triple load washers and their quadruple load dryers, the Fireweed Coin Operated Laundry facility (located on Fireweed Lane, 7 blocks from the Invisible Hamlet) was an ideal place to launder our massive bed linens.

Quite warm in my Sorel coat in the midst of the generated heat from busy machines within conjoined with the balmy 41 degree weather tonight, I sat by the large bay windows to absorb the cooler air and to keep a keen eye on my comforter, sheets, and pillow cases.

A fat redneck family was there, parented by two plus-300 pound giants and kindered by two fat girls and a hyperactive young boy of 9 or 10 with a sweet curly blonde mullet. All of them had a liter of soda, all different colors and sugar levels. The father barked orders like an idiotic drill sergeant while the mother nursed a whooping cough by chain smoking Pall Malls in the howling wind just outside the two way swinging doors.

An old spaniard with white hair, mustashe, and beard whistled tradional tunes with reverence and perfect pitch. This is the sound I focused on while reading difficult pages from Doctor Sax by Jack Kerouac.

With a squeeky voice, the heavy father of the redneck clan ordered his underlings to follow him to the Lucky 7, just a few buildings down. He announced he needed cigarettes and they could all have a small treat if they left thier soda pops behind and followed him immediately. Fifteen wonderfully silent minutes later, the children poured back through the doors of the Fireweed Coin-Op Laundry laden with plastic shopping bags filled with gum, plastic candy despensers, more sodas, energy drinks, chips, cookies, prepackaged cakes, and a bag of pretzels they obediantly delivered to their mother (who had spent the entirety of that 15 minute repreve by staring blissfully into the undulating vortex of cotton tee-shirts and tattered sweat pants.)

The hyperactive 9 year old mulleted boy began crying and complaining that his older sister, the one in the dirty pink coat and nappy snarled blonde hair, had more candy in her bag than he did. He kicked the dryers for emphasis of his displeasure. His sister smugly reminded him that their $5 limit did not preclude them from buying multiple small items that would last longer and the father dotted the i's by explaining that he didn't need 50 feet of green apple gum, but that was his choice.

Later, while the children were haphazardly transferring wet laundry to the dryers in the back, I heard fat father chastise his children for opening and closing the dryer doors too often, and the problem with this is that warm air escaped and thus: they were wasting his money.

Now that I'm home and the air is quite and I can hear myself blink, I am imagining that families like the one I met tonight do not actually exist out there, and if they do, they're simply visting from Canada and will soon return home, leaving we peaceful AlAskAns to launder, relax, and be reasonably considerate of each other and to do it quietly, respectfully, and in peace.

I just threw up a little in my mouth, so now, with the sour taste of Corn Nuts and bile swimming between my molars, I shall shower, tend to my oral hygiene, and perhaps write a song called, "Bile on my Axe."

Peace and Love,
Mungo

The End of an Era, or a New Begining to Underface Frustration?

First, the details: The Saturn you all know and love, complete with it's snaggle tooth smiling bumper, askew headlights, dented hood, scratched rear bumper, quarter panels replete with holes and cracs, no hub caps, graffitied interior, 127,000+ miles, and... no insurance.

We're just too broke to afford it! At least, we were. Soon, like, in five days, we'll be able to purchase 6 months of insurance in one lump sum, but until the 15th we know we're pushing our luck. This has been the plan for about 2 weeks now.

But something always happens to ruin, or put a hitch in the best laid plans. Three nights ago, the night I posted my last blog (only about 3 hours later), the hitch came.

Lizz, as awsome and amazing and wonderful and great as she is, does not have a driver's license. Yet, I still let her drive my car because I'm an idiot. A double idiot for not having insurance. I know these things are wrong but I allow them to happen anyway because the alternative is to walk around Anchorage or take taxiis (which cost money, and shortages on money is what has put us in this predicament in the first place.) ZZ was giving her cousin, Roxann, a ride to work (she works at Leroy's) and at the intersection of McRae Rd and Iowa Rd (just off of Spenard Rd) a fellow in a 2005 Subaru WRX failed to stop at a stop sign and continued straigt into the road. Liz didn't have time to stop and they collided. Nobody was injured in either car. His front axle was broken in half and everything on the front left of his car was smashed. My poor little abused Saturn finally lost the bumper entirely, lost the front left quarter panel and many more cracks and headlight smashings are now acsentuating the Ghetto-ness of the Diskohaus.

The guy she hit has full coverage. The cop that showed up at the scene is a cop that ZZ knows from Village Inn, and they're on a first name basis with each other. The Guy admitted fault to the accident immediately, the cop wrote him the ticket, drew his diagrams, and let ZZ go with nothing more than a ticket for driving without a license. The cop should have impounded the car and arrested Liz and then mailed me a ticket for allowing an unlicensed/uninsured driver to operate my uninsured vehical. All said that night, being allowed to drive away from the scene of the accident with nothing more than a $160 fine to pay, we felt we were getting off light.

The next day I took my car to Able Body Shop for an estimate in damages. $3,815 was the adjuster's initial estimate from just looking at the outside of the car. He expects there's a lot more, but it's not important because the blue book on my car is $1,460 (and that's only if the body is repaired to "fair" condition. Result: Totalled Saturn. Not looking so good. I asked how that works because I'm pretty much clueless how insurance companies work, he explained, but I still don't really know what to expect. BTW: I still owe $1,250 on the loan.

The day after that, yesterday, actually, we find out from his insureance company that the Guy is now contesting the ticket, contesting fault, contesting everything. Now, according to the cabbies we've talked to, the two lawyers we've talked to, and the 10 cops that Liz talked to at Village Inn, the only thing that will likely come of the Guy's contestment to the charges is that there will be a several week delay in getting any money at all from the insureance company. However, the cops told Liz tonight that the cop that let her go really put his career on the line for her. If it were to come to light that he just let her go like he did, he could lose his job and Liz still faces a possibility of going to jail and the car could still be impounded for 30 days.

We went to Cal Worthington Ford to see if we could be financed for a newish used car. We test drove a Ford Focus, talked the guy down from $15,200 to $13,300 (blue books at $13,450). And applying jointly for the loan we were approved at 8.1% APR. They wanted very badly for us to drive away from there in that car, but I said "No. We might be back though." They also have a 2005 Subaru Outback for $15,700. I would much rather have that. The Focus is a GAYass purple color, and the Outback is a HIPPIEass yellow color.

Okay, so with Geico I can get liability insurance only on the Saturn for $367/6 mo.'s. That will be affordable in one lump sum when I get my check on the 15th for about $550. (Traditional Guard pay sucks, that's for one week.) Lizz is going to get her driver's license on Monday. She can pass all the tests and there's a place in town where you pay $100 to and you can use one of their vehicals for a driving test. Lizz made a whopping $97 in tips tonight at V.I. (which is the most she's made since October) and she works again tomorrow night.

We don't know what to do. We're pretty nervous about this whole situation. As of right now we have $3.90 in our checking account. We have a $110 phone bill (three months worth), $99 cable bill (partial late payment), a $23 electric bill, almost no food in the house, and the car is on "E." It doesn't take long to start adding things up to see what kind of a bind we're in. Grant, our buddy that's a cabbie, has suggested something sort of strange. He suggests that we count our blessings, be greatful that so far we've gotten away with murder (as far as not having insurance goes) and WITHDRAW our claim with the Guy's insurance. Quit while we're ahead. Keep the car out of impound. Keep myZZ out of Jail.

The reason I'm going into these details with you is not for pity but for ADVICE! I don't know what the fuck to do. I'm clueless. I'm lost in all this. At least my internet is working again so I can fill y'all in. Sorry this blog was so long.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Yup Yup

Mungo, good to hear you are actually starting back to work. Possibly going active duty again, huh? Well, it is a stable paycheck. That would not neccessarily be a bad thing for you.

LORELEI is doing fine. She is sitting near me right now eating chicken nuggets and watching "Shark Tales" for the millionth time. I think I almost have the movie memorized.

I am also waiting on my mom's flight to arrive. She should be here with-in about an hour or so. Actually, I am watching her plane on one of the widgets. She is 13 minutes early.

I am also ready for ST to get up here. He will be here on Friday and we will figure out something to hang out. We will have a road trip on Tuesday to bring back Lorelei.

My condo is great. Still baren walls, but I will work on that soon. Got a new washer and dryer set that cost me $1500!! At least it gives blowjobs too.

Anywho, off to go do useless shit until my Ma gets here.

Eddie

Blog This For Me!!!

Eddie, if you're home, welcome home! You really are welcome here in the USA. Call and talk to me when you get a chance. I'm sure you have about 100 things to do, but when they're done, give ol' Mungo a call!

My internet at home is still bad. Yesterday while on the phone with the GCI Tech, I found water in the cable outlet. Could that be what is interupting the signal? My apartment.... has been better.

I have called Double O, but he won't call me back.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Posting From The Library

Hey! I had some books to return to the library and logged on here. Eddie, welcome home, my man! I'd like to hear about your trip when you get a chance. (What a dumb thing to say, of couse I do.)

The couple sitting at the computer next to me are deaf. They're signing what they're reading. Weird but cool.

So, what are the plans now that you're home? Dinny Land? Any foreseeable Quadventures? When will you see Lorelli? (I just KNOW I'm spelling her name wrong, sorry.)

I've been thinking about going back Active Duty. Who knows... The Air Force seems to be the only thing I've ever really been good at. I start my Temporary Air Guard Resurve Tour tomorrow morning at 0600. We work 12 hr shifts, 2 on, 2 off, 3 on, 2 off, 2 on, 3 off. Repeat. Cool huh? I like that idea. There are two crews and they split down the middle to man each shift. I'm going to "Grizzly Crew" the other is "Raven Crew." Our new commander is a Traditional Guardsmen. That means she will be there, at most, 2 days a week, but closer to 2 days a month. LtCol BALDWIN is the the DO, he's pretty much running things now.

Eddie, glad to know you're safe at home. Way to go, I'm excited to hear about your times away.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Home on the Range

I am home. And I blogged. Now I have to read the rest of the postings to catch up and then I will blog again.

Ahh to have the Mac back. WOO WOO!!

Well...

Eddie is home from Iraq. I am sure that he will blog soon....better!

ST

On the road again...

Someone is on their way home RIGHT now and should be blogging tomorrow!!!! WOO WOO!!

WELCOME HOME!!!!


ST