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[Apr. 9th, 2010|05:35 pm] |
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testing my LJ App to see if it works |
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| EVP Site |
[Jan. 14th, 2010|03:51 pm] |
I want a place to post all of the audio I have captured from different places we have investigated, so my brother told me he would create a site where I could post all the WAV files and then people can maybe comment on them. Should be able to get video and pictures on there too eventually.
Stay tuned on the progress of the site, and if you are into the Paranormal, you won't want to miss hearing some of this stuff. |
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[Jan. 9th, 2010|09:54 am] |
With today being the opening round of the NFL Playoffs, I dont have too much to say so I'll keep things short and sweet.
DALLAS SUCKS
GO BIRDS |
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| 2010: Day 2 |
[Jan. 2nd, 2010|09:02 am] |
I'm at work right now. So far in 2010 I have worked both days, sucks! But I have off tomorrow :)
After I get out today, Lali and I are going to see "It's Complicated", looks really funny.
Got an email from Parx Casino today that they gave me $75 in free play from when we went there New Years Eve, nice! Now we can go back again haha.
Hope everyone enjoys their weekend. |
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| 2010 |
[Jan. 1st, 2010|11:26 am] |
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Well, its a fresh day, another new start, new year, clock is reset. That means another chance for me to look back. I didnt' want to recap 2009, I guess mainly because I did not like the way it ended. In fact it was pretty much the worst way to end a year, being upset and bitter.
However, I am not going to stay negative. I need to recognize the areas of myself that need work and need adjusting and fix them. This is the perfect place for me to do so. I need to realize that sometimes when it seems I am the only one that I am hurting, I am actually hurting others in that same process.
My problem is I hold things in and keep them inside and I need to get them out any which way I can. This is one place to do that.
So with all that nonsense said, I am hoping for a better 2010. One that those around me can appreciate me being someone who makes their lives better. |
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| Christmas on Wolf Drive |
[Dec. 5th, 2009|11:23 am] |
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| | Eartha Kitt - "Santa Baby" | ] |
At some point each Christmas, I close my eyes for a few seconds and I am taken back to a Magical time. When my mother’s parents were alive, Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning at their house on Wolf Drive was nothing short of Magical. I can still hear Perry Como playing on their outdated stereo near the tree. I can still hear my Grandma yelling out “Merry Christmas” from the kitchen the moment we walked in the door. She was always in the kitchen whipping something up. Wow I can even still hear the sound the door made when it opened.
It started on Christmas Eve, we would go over in the evening before church and my mother would drop off her gifts for all my cousins and her sisters and brothers, my aunts and uncles. My Grandparents would make it a point to stress that my mother had to leave room for the gifts that Santa Claus would be delivering that night. I would ask my Grandfather what entry route Santa had planned on coming in that year. He would explain it in such detail that I had no business not believing it. My Grandmother would have a cheese tray out with crackers and pepperoni with dips. She had a huge punch bowl with homemade punch that I was never allowed to have because of the alcohol content, but my Grandfather would manage to slip me a quick sip before we left for Church. Speaking of Church it used to literally be a Midnight Mass but has since changed to 9pm. One year I got the opportunity to serve the mass as an altar boy which I had always wanted to do. That night I had a severe earache which happened to disappear the minute I walked into Mass that night.
Christmas morning after opening all our gifts from Santa at home we would head over to Wolf Drive and usually arrive between 8-9am. I would always be the first to open the door (ahh theres that sound again) and be shocked at the amount of gifts that were under the tree. They had doubled, maybe even tripled size since the night before. “Santa Came last night!” my Grandfather would say and then the “Merry Christmas!” would come from the kitchen as my Grandmother made her way to the living room to give me the biggest hug and kiss of the year. Then the aroma hit my nose. The eggs, the bacon, the cinnamon rolls, the coffee, the home fries. My Grandmother had a philosophy that if 15 people were gonna be over at the house, she would cook for about 25. Breakfast was a display that was nothing short of Magical too, and I knew that if I was gonna tear into the many presents that awaited me, I would need some fuel afterwards, but AFTER the gifts, never before. Mom’s side always got me the cool gifts like video games and such, and I’d have a little while to play them at home before we had to go over my dad’s side of the family for dinner, where the lame gifts like clothes would come into play.
So as another Christmas comes around I look forward to setting new traditions with Lali and with my family. But I have to leave a little room for the Magic. I don’t ever want it to leave my memories.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays |
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| 4 years! |
[Jul. 16th, 2009|02:10 pm] |
Happy Anniversary to Lali and I
4 years ago today was when we first "met" as a couple, we had been together before then but it was the official first time.
Alot of the dreams/goals we had back then seemed very far off, like having our own place and such, but 4 years later we are just where we want to be, well not completely right babe? haha she wants the BLINGGG
It has been 4 awesome years full of good times, bad times, fights, kisses, trips, new additions to the family (the kittehs). The best part has been the awesome friends that we all have supporting us, so thank you guys.
I love you baby! |
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[Jun. 24th, 2009|12:54 am] |
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i think "reality tv show" is really an oxymoron....as much as they try to keep things real its still a tv show and im sure things are exaggerated to produce drama and encouraged to keep ratings high...otherwise it would just be documentary tv right? As much as i was a fan of jon and kate's show i find myself handing in my fan card...everything i loved about the show is over...its kinda like when i bought coldplays first album after hearing them on indie radio then next thing i know they are plastered all over the place and are on the pop radio channels every 5 mins...after awhile you get sick of it and really just want nothing to do with it anymore...jon went from being a father to some college kid looking to get laid and pushing his responsibilities to the side...it seems now that hes so lost he doesnt even wanna do the show anymore so if he has lost interest in his family then ive lost interest in him...i feel bad for the kids...shit i even feel kinda bad for kate which i never thought i would.... |
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| This Sundays Roadtrip: Hershey, PA!! |
[May. 30th, 2009|09:36 am] |
The Sweetest Place on Earth
Chocolatetown, USA
Just some of the nicknames to a quaint little town called Hershey, Pennsylvania. Only about a 90 minute drive from us, once you exit off the PA Turnpike you are transformed into a farmland heaven. Driving through Derry Township on a sunny day can be one of the most beautiful scenes you will ever see. The dairy farms all contracted with the Hershey company are scattered on the outskirts of the town, the cows are always out to say hi.
Eventually over the hills, the 2 Hershey smokestacks appear, as if something out of Willy Wonka. The "kissing tower" is also visible too if you look hard enough.
Here is a pic of a popular intersection in the town of Hershey. The factory is somewhat visible in the background. (photo courtesy of Wikipedia.org)
Our plans for tomorrow are to visit Chocolate World which is a building right outside the entrance of the park. In here you can take a free tour that shows you the chocolate making process. When you get off the tour you are given free choclate (normally a small sample of a new product or just a plain old hershey bar). You are let out into a gift shop (big suprise) and bakery. The bakery makes bangin homemade cookies. Past the shop and bakery is a food court and GIANT CANDY STORE that sells every kind of Reese's and Hershey product in any size you can imagine.
They also have trolly rides you can take through the town itself which we havent done yet but we are going to tomorrow. There is also something new called "The chocolate tasting adventure" that we are gonna do.
For lunch we are gonna go to one of our favorite homemade italian restaurants right on chocolate ave called Feniccis. Amazing food. My brother once ate their lasagna, which they give you a certificate for if you finish it because its insane and huge.
Another cool thing we love to do out that way is the Indian Echo Caverns which are about 10-15 mins outside of town and you pass the Reese's offices on the way! So cool. |
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| My 9/11 Story |
[May. 25th, 2009|12:13 pm] |
Being as its Memorial Day, and last night Lali and I watched a very good special on 9/11 which aired on the NatGeo channel, I figured I would reflect on my experiences not only that day but the events that surrounded it.
Packed away in one of my many boxes somewhere is an empty medicine bottle. It is a prescription for Buspar, a general anxiety disorder medicine, and it is dated September 10th, 2001. That is the day I started taking it.
I was suffering from a sudden panic that had caused me to go a few days without sleep. I couldnt sleep. I would try to go to classes at Rider University but I would sit there in a daze, often seeing lines of light across the room, a side effect of insomnia.
I had a dream, cant remember if it was a few days before the attacks or the night before, but it scared the daylights out of me. I was walking on the boardwalk down the shore, it was crowded. A plane had crashed into the ocean and caused a giant tsunami type tidal wave that crushed everything on the boardwalk.....i woke up in a sweat.
When the attacks happened I was online. A friend "IM'd" me on AOL and told me a small plane had hit the first tower. I turned on the news. I was getting ready for class that beautiful day, and suprisingly wasnt feeling all that bad. Until I saw the second plane hit the South Tower. The remote fell out of my hand, my arm was frozen, chills.....chills all over.
"Holy Shit"
I remember instantly deciding that I was not going to class that day and wanted to go somewhere where I wasnt alone. I jumped in my car and headed to my then girlfriends house. On the way I was on Route 195 and about 10 ambulances blew by me in the left lane all headed towards the Turnpike to help out. I couldnt believe how fast everything was happening. It didnt seem real.
I woke her up when I got to her house and told her what was going on. I remember when the buildings collapsed that my pager went dead because its antenna was on the North Tower. I watched 24 hour coverage of the news. Still couldnt sleep. As much as I didnt want to watch, I was drawn to it, I had to see it.
Eventually I got off the medicine, got my sleep back and returned to normal life. Thousands, millions of people to this day still havent and I feel for them. Just had to get this out. |
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