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Saturday, August 26, 2006

PICTURES!!!!

Well the drama seems to finally be done with, so I think I'll post some pictures from recent adventures....

Santa Fe Speedway

Santa Fe was a dirt track that used to be out here in the Chicago suburbs. It was named for it's proximity to the Santa Fe rail line. It originally opened in the late 1800's as a horse racing venue. It was inactive around the time of the depression, and then revived for auto racing around WWII. The final checkered flag fell in 1995, and housing now occupies the site. This old billboard still exists about 3 miles north of where it once stood.



New Lenox Speedway

This is really just a friend's driveway where we race remote control cars. It's an elaborate setup, but we do like our racing. On this particular day we ran a milestone event, which I won!



Oshkosh, WI



Meadowdale International Raceway



Brookfield Zoo



Chicagoland Speedway




Charlie Daniels on July 4th

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Get a life??????

PUHLEEEEZE!!!

In the month since I was told to stay away, I stayed away, and even kept a low profile on the board, and even refrained from posting my side of things on here, and as of my last entry was all set to drop it entirely, until earlier today. You see, someone has been peeking in on my little blog, someone that was very adamant about me NOT visiting their blog, and has even gone to the lenthgs of blocking me from that site. I mean really, if you're going to tell me to stay away and then block me, how do you think that makes you look when you still come here to visit. Of course then we have the comments posted on the other forum today which inspired this entry, including the title. In light of recent events I don't think I'm the one that needs to be taking that advice.

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Need to post something....

Yeah it's been a couple weeks since I posted anything of any value, of course some would argue that it has yet to happen. My little situation that happened earlier in July seems to have cooled down. I really don't know why I wasted three years on it. Granted I still have opinions on it, and I'll likely never have the complete answers I was seeking, but it's just not worth the effort anymore. In some respects it'll never go away though, as much as we'd like to forget certain parts of out lives, they're still a part of who we are in the here and now.

I've moved on to different message boards where there's still some of the same people, one of them even one that I frequented years ago. I guess it was just time for a change. Change is something that's been a constant in my life. Actually change is constant for everyone, just more for some than others. Hell I've held 12 different jobs in the past 10 years just to get to the one I have now, which I actually love, probably the first time in a LONG time that I look forward to going to work.

Probably the biggest and most positive change is that I finally kicked the smoking habit back in April. I went on the patch for a week, then spent a day smoking, then just like that I threw away what smokes I had left, and have been cold turkey since, not even a hint of a craving. The first thing I noticed was the return of my sense of smell, or should I say an enhanced sense of smell, because even when I smoked I had a pretty good sniffer. When one of the other guys comes in from a smoke break I swear I can smell them from across the room, and think to myself, "My GOD that was me at one time!"

Next project has to be my weight, I'm only 5'10" and am pushing 240 lbs., and it sure as heck ain't muscle. When I got out of the Marines in 1994 I weighed about 180, that's 60 pounds I've gained in 12 years!!!! I think matching the shape I was in when I was a 23 year old Jarhead in fairly unrealistic. I'll be 35 in just over a month, I think that to be at least knocking on the door of 200 by the time I turn 36 is a reasonable expectation.

That's all for now. I've been taking a crapload of pictures lately, so maybe I'll have some photo posts up later in the week.