what is it about me and the bus.... I was waiting for the bus today and a lady was waiting to pull out of the parking lot next to me .. but traffic was really busy so it was taking her a bit... course she was older so it was taking longer than normal.. but she'd look both ways and just wasn't noticing the guy on the bike coming towards her..... trouble is... he wasn't looking where he was going.... he was looking at the ground trying his hardest to peddle the bike up the slow incline.... next thing ya know he's about a foot away from her and she finally notices him but before she can blaze up the horn he sees the car.... but ... not before he hit the damned thing hahaha..... I think she was too frightened to get out of the car though because he looked like a bum..... maybe it even rattled her a bit because the traffic was clear enough for her to go.... that and someone let her out... but she swung wide of course (older lady driver) and the guy coming up on the second lane almost creamed her.... thankful I take the bus.. not much can take out a bus lol...

going through some personal scary times so I appologize but I will not be able to complete the wonderful story I had planned... hopefully things will be resolved soon but until then I must put this silly thing on hold for important matters that need to be addressed.... and anyone that is close to me will most likely know what I'm talking about.. all the rest of you.... you may never know... until I'm comfortable talking about it

The fart...... what is so special about flatulance.... yew know the kind.... the loud ones.... makes everyone get up and go... holy.. where did that come from... or what the hell was that... no it couldn't be an actual fart... yes an actual fart.... it was suuuuuuppppppppeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrr loud...... after everyone looked at the super sound and finally realized it was a fart.... they then looked for who did it... yes.. it was me... I"m really proud of this one though... because I was visiting my lovelerly g/f (she paid me to say that) at work no less.... and well it was built up for a while... and I let it go... but wow.. Ididn't expect the yeild... it was like a foghorn had gone off... and the reaction... amazing I tell you people from 5 - 6 cubicles away or more (cubicles are about 4 - 5 feet wide) were looking my way... I think I even heard aplause it was that good... and poor crystal... saying get awayfrommenow.... yew know the kind.. under breath seething lol... this actually isn't true but it's funnier.. even she couldn't help but laugh at the loudness of the nasty gas... anyone wanna come over for chili soon?

it's a work story.... I finally have something to actually write about.... so I'm on a call and the person is missing parts of the software for some stupid reason.... loverly... anyway I am troubleshooting with the guy and he's a real winner.... doesn't know what the hell he's doing and wont admit he's doin something wrong.... so he puts his 10 year old daughter on the line.... great... now we'll have this shit done in 10 minutes.... half hour later we are in the middle of doing updates for the software because we had to remove it and reinstall (and their internet connection is shit) so after about 10 minutes of pretty much silence (waiting for the download) the girl decides to start up some small talk.....

now anyone that knows me knows I hate that shit but her first question caught me off guard....

so... what nationality are you?.... I chuckle... canadian I say.... she says oh really? wow... and how long were you there? I reply with 30 years... she says oh and how long yew been here? I say where... she says the USA... I say well I visited there once... she was mistified... what's that mean??

I live in canada lady get it through yewr dumb american tin foil hat head.... I had another lady complain about being embareassed to talk to someone from india because she has to repeat herself... sheesh and I thought it would be embareassing for the person taking the calls... but anyway the point.... she tells me is soo nice to finally speak to an american.... I said what do you mean?... she's like yewr american aren't yew?.... I faught the urge to say no I'm to smart to be one of them... and said no... she was agahst.. spose she was embareassed for a real reason...

I've broken down... I did the unthinkable... I clicked on another persons link for a blog.... simple stories about a female cab driver in new york.... but the thing is there are many many many comments..... and the blog is not really that big.... it's crazy... perhaps I should be living in a big city and tell people about my blog on the street..... then maybe they will tell their friends and such... the problem is.. I've sorta run out of stories to tell... and nothing exciting happens to me anymore... perhaps I could tell of the boring things that happen at the darts club but I dont wanna hear the nagging from some people that go there... and even though I still get stupid people on my phone at work... the stories are just not funny anymore.... except perhaps the dood that sits next to me..... he actually mis said duplicate on the phone..... he said dupliclit.... interesting choice of words .... what's on yewr mind lol

I have so much to tell you.... but I wont.... no more stories... no more books.... except that I am currently working on a story that may one day grace the pages of this silly blog..... I currently only have two people requesting more stories from my non recognized talented brain... but I just dont feel like entertaining two people when I should be entertaining the masses..... I keep checking out my buddy steves site but as far as being creative on mine..... I just dont feel like it anymore because I can't tell if anyone reads it and that was the only reason I was doing it from the start... if I should receive notification of this then perhaps I'll start again.... however... maybe I'll just do it for me ... I'll have to think about it....