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Goldfish update... There are still several goldfish left. I saw at least 9 together today. I assume there were more hiding.
I've been sitting here at this keyboard for about 15 minutes now and I can not think of a damn thing to talk about. I could talk about the guy that I told I didn't like. But that would be rehashing the same story.
I could tell this Tale of Woe about my friend in Costa Rica but I think I need to save that one when I have all of the details together. I left some info at work that I need to tell the story properly.
I could just right line after line of bullshit.
Making it obvious that I'm just trying to fill the space.
Write a lot of short sentences and put double-spaces between each sentence just to make it look like more.
Or I could just kiss up to my loyal audience.
But you people are too good to me for me to try to pull something like that on you.
Your all to smart to fall for those kind of weak tactics.
So I will just say...
Good Night, Good Morning, whatever.
MrQuick 5:08 AM
You may have noticed the AOL Instant Messenger Remote at the bottom of this page. I don't plan to leave it there for very long but I thought it might be fun for a little while. It makes it easy to add me to your AIM buddy list, send me an AIM message or send me an email.
Last week I mentioned that Matt and I put goldfish into the big puddle/small pond next to where we worked. At first I thought they were all dead but over this week I have seen 3 different goldfish. I saw two orange fish and one dark one.
I figured 3 out of 9 isn't too bad so I got 18 more today and put them in there too. Its kind of funny, there are 21 fish in this small pond/big puddle and it hard to find them sometimes. I was standing out there and I didn't see any for a couple of minutes and then most of them all seemed to swim out to the center at about the same time from different directions.
Nothing real exciting happen, they are just goldfish for chrissakes.
The word of the goldfish have spread through most of the building already. Its kind of fun to see people standing over this big puddle trying to see fish. I don't really know what it is but I've gotten quite a kick out of all of this.
Good Night, Good Morning, whatever.
MrQuick 4:17 AM
You ever think about how you got to where you were. I'm not talking about blaming someone or something for ruining your life. I'm talking about little decisions you make that end up shaping your entire life.
Yesterdays post was sort of an example but I can go even farther back. When I was in my junior year of high school I took a Foods Class that was basically just a cooking class. At my high school, the junior year was usually the toughest and I wanted one easy class.
In this class, we were divided into groups and in my group was a guy named Paul Coultas, who was a senior. This was someone I had never talked to and probably wouldn't have met because he was a year older than me.
Paul worked at the local movie theatre. We became friends and I started to hang out at the theatre and we would play cards between showtimes. I later got a job there and even later became the assistant manager and even later I became the general manager when college wasn't working out for me.
I managed theatres for about 8 years and moved around a little and ended up in Clarksville.
That catches you up to last nights post.
I am where I am at today because I took a cooking class in high school. That any many other little decisions that have come and gone along the way.
Good Night, Good Morning, whatever.
MrQuick 3:29 AM
I'm amazed that I have as many friends as I do, because I really don't like strangers very much. That's where the "catch 22" comes in, if you don't like strangers then how do you meet people. Let's turn back the clock a few years...
8 years ago I was managing the Greentree 10 movie theatre. I knew almost no one on the Kentucky side of the river. I felt the urge to get a tattoo. The only tattoo shop I knew of was Tattoo Charlie's. I got one tattoo and another and soon I was coming over to just hangout with the tattoo artists I knew. I also met Julie Swart there. They invited me to a GWAR show. So I went along and hung out with Donald Purvis, Boda, Steve Shelton and Chicita. They were all tattoo artists at Charlie's. Donald and Steve introduced me to Matt Loomis.
Matt was wearing this white polyester jacket with the goal of getting it covered with GWAR goo.
A while later, I went over to Tattoo Charlie's again and Matt and Ryan were there. We talked for a little while and they left.
Soon after that I went to Sparks. I saw an ad in the LEO and I figured I would check it out. I went once and met Dana and Stogner. I was just sitting at the bar and Dana started talking to me. She introduced me to Stogner who was about to go over to Germany. I liked Sparks but I didn't know anyone and didn't really feel comfortable but I decided to give it another try. That night Matt was working there as security. He was the only person there that I knew so I hung around him. Matt knew everybody and most people seemed to know him by reputation at least.
Most of my friendships have come from my friendship with Matt. If it wasn't for Matt I probably wouldn't have gone to Sparks much and meet all of those people. I met Danny from the Mag at Sparks and then I started to go to the Mag and became friends with the people that worked there. I started to work there and DJ at Sparks, then I really started to meet lots of people.
In a way you could say that if I never would have gotten a tattoo I would have a completely different life and completely different friends.
I used to love the show CONNECTIONS.
For those of you who don't know any of these people, I apologize. I usually try not to make my postings this name specific but this was just what was going through my mind.
Good Night, Good Morning, whatever.
MrQuick 5:06 AM
Whenever I do something that makes me seem like an asshole I tend to post it up here. Part of the reason is that most people seem to think I am a "nice" guy. Essentially I guess I am but I do have my moments. Here is another example.
This guy I barely know started coming to The Mag again after about a year or two of being away. Apparently when he had a girlfriend he didn't want to go out. Which is cool, but he is one of those people that just because he remembers your name, you and him are best friends. This is not the case especially when you weren't friends two years before dissapearing.
The other night Sammy and I were sitting at a booth and he came up with this overfriendly greeting wanting to shake everybody's hand when we were in the middle of a conversation. I responded with a monotone, "Hey." Sammy was a little more polite and shook his hand.
This guy says to Sammy, "Gary isn't very emotional."
Sammy's reply was, "No. He just doesn't like you."
I agreed.
At first the guy thought that we were kidding and he asked me if it was true. I told him that it was true that I didn't like him. I then felt the need to soften the blow for some reason and told him essentially the truth. I said, "You seem like a nice guy but your personality just grates on my nerves. I can't help it."
After a moment, he extended his hand and said, "That's cool."
As I was shaking his hand I couldn't help but roll my eyes and say, "That's part of the problem."
Ah well...
Good Night, Good Morning, whatever.
MrQuick 12:12 AM
I have a story I may post later today but I really need to try and get some sleep. I need to take my car into the shop and they open at 9AM. The story isn't that great and it can wait.
If I feel up to it, I may post the story when I get back from dropping off my car.
Good Night, Good Morning, whatever.
MrQuick 11:51 PM
I went out to the pond by the smoking area to see if I could find the goldfish. The water was several inches deeper and kind of muddy because of all of the rain last night. I couldn’t see any fish, but I also didn’t see any floaters so right now no news is good news.
Tell me if I’m being a total asshole or not. This guy was in the bar last night and he saw 3 pennies on the floor and went after them like they were the only pennies left in the world. This is not some homeless guy, or should I say domestically impaired. He comes to the Mag probably 4 nights a week. He apparently has money to drink and play pool.
Anyway, I took some change out of my pocket and picked out about 10 pennies and started to toss them on the floor. He then started to pick them up. Those who witnessed this event had a good laugh. Afterwards, I felt a little weird because I felt that I had degraded him. I don’t think I would have felt this way if he would have just walked off. I think I felt stranger about the situation because he degraded himself in a small way for a mere 10 cents. It’s not like he was chugging cock for crack rock or something but still.
It may be so trivial that it’s not worth discussing.
Good Night, Good Morning, whatever.
MrQuick 5:19 AM
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