Confounded Accusations

Ok, so my wife and kid are out of town till Tuesday (voices carry.....) It's both cool and wac. It's cool cause I get to sit around and drink Hamms and watch television for as long as I want. It's never really that much longer then a hour/half hour at a stretch but still. If I wanna watch for six or seven rotations then fuck all else I can do it if I want. Word. I am in charge. In charge of the cats and dogs but whatev' it's my kingdom and I shall do as I wish. What I wish is to relax, lay about, watch wrestling and catch up on these DVD's of fights and shit that have been piling up. See, I buy em' and never ever get the time to watch them. Sad, that's really the biggest woe in my life. Not enough time in the day to watch my shoot-fighting tapes. I think that someone better call the waa-mbulance. That was super gay.
It's wac cause i get lonely and weird when they aren't here. It's like with no one to answer to i just get all bug nutty and shit. Plus my problems with substance abuse really comes out. I think that without Maritza to keep me in check i'd prolly be like Nic Cage in Leaving Las Vegas, only without Elisabeth Shue's boobie's to suck on.
I'm at work. We are so caught up that I can't really think of anything to do with myself. Hence I am doing this. I think I'm getting carpal tunnel syndrome. My hands hurt. It's prolly from punching on my bag with no mitts or tape. I'm hardcore and old school, and dumb. Someday my fists'll be knotted up lumps of muscle and bone and I'll be unable to do anything with em' outside of pounding nails with my palms. I wonder if there is a call for that sort of shit or if I'll be left to doing it as a trick for my grandkids?
I showed my comic to this dude here at the liberry and he hasn't spoken to me since. I wonder if it was the book or if he is just not talking to me for other reasons. I made a point of saying what's up to him today just to see if he'd respond. He didn't. What an ass. I really wonder what the deal is here? I should just kick his ass and move on with life...

This might be the best pic of Zelly i've taken so far.

Zelly, at the bus cave.

I peeked inside the neighbor lady's garage. She hates us cause one time our dog chased her cat up a tree. That's what dogs do.

This post is outside my house.

Today was a slow one. i woke up at 12:00 and didn't do a damn thing. Well, i took those pictures and a few other ones. That's about it. Oh, i bought a pedometer the other day. I have this desire to quantify things in my life. When i was a kid i timed myself reading ten different comic books and came out with the average time. It was seven minutes. I don't know what that says about me. So anyway i want to figure out how much i walk on average then try and increase the totals. OK, so today i walked.... 4.28 miles. That's good right? That's just my day to day run of the mill walking about. I wonder if that's above or below average. If you know please inform me.
Went to see Kung Fu Hustle last night. It's super fun. If you think you might want to see this then you should. It's cool, if you're on the fence but if it looks wac to you then you prolly won't like it. I hope that makes sense. It does to me. We bumped into Tristan there. He was with Jerry Delacruz who seems to be shrinking. Anyway Devil-T seemed well. He invited me to anime night over at his house and i invited him to Car Wars night at mine. That's a step in the right direction.
Let's see, i think there is a storm on the way, oh i saw an add in the paper for an elementry school librarian and dig this i'm totally qualified. I'd apply but they make less then i do as a tech. I think that's funny but if you think about it a school librarian isn't more then a glorified tech. They shelf, check shit in and out and help kids find stuff. That' pretty much what i do, outside of helping kids. I could if i was allowed to though. I'm out there and know where everything is.
I'm gonna go. I have to take a bath and stuff...

We bought this truck off of Maritza's dad. It runs well. We like to tote shit around.

This is Pino. He's our cat no one knows we have.

have the weirdest little injury. last night i was showing Maritza this combo i worked on, it's a lefy jab, right hook followed by a kick to the midsection. Anyhow i totally stubbed my toe and since then i've gotten the wildest string of ache. It stretches from the toe, up to my knee all the way up my side to my neck. When i woke up it was so achey i thought i had a stroke or some shit. Not really, but i was all weirded out. It hurts. It sucks. I want to go back to bed but i have to go back to bed in a few minutes.
The Pride grand prix is this weekend. I think that my pick is Dan Henderson. I like his wrestling plus he has an enormous right hand. He's facing little NOG in the first round and that' a bitch and a half but i think he should squeek out a decision, or knock him the fuck out. Whatever, he's my pick. I stand by it. Till he loses, then i'll pick someone else, prolly SILVA.

My new coffee pot. The neighbors left it out on the street with a free sign attached. I talked to the girl who lived there. She was wearing boxer shorts and a tank top. Her name is catlynn. She has a really nice figure. I was enthusiastic.

Got this idea that i've been formulating for the past couple of days. I think that it's a goodie. She's a new character that i think can really be money. Not big money but like, if someone had big money and big time PR to put behind it then it may be something that some kids would like. Some kids. It's fixing to rule though.
Lura, this is all bothering me. It was awhile ago and all and it hasn't happened again that i know of and all that can mean is that there isn't any visible bruises. Well, we've offered all that we can. If anyone has any advice as to what is the proper thing to do in this sort of circumstance i'd be way obliged.
Zelly has my camera right now and is walking around taking random pictures of random shit around the house. We're gonna post them on her blog in a sec. She has fun doing that. I just saw a couple of them. One was of our rats the other was of her rocking chair. I told her to take snaps of things that she liked. She likes chairs.
does anyone know if The Automator is working on the new Gorrilaz record? It's called Demon Dayz i know that. Got an advanced copy, i'm cool. Don't think it's that great. 3.5 stars.
Gotta get going though, on our way over to Rohi's house. Via bus cave..

bored at 11:00 am

a god damned book just fell of the top shelf and hit me in the fucking nose. I am so having a shitty day.. I wanted to be cool and feed Polk some tuna, while opening the can it squirted gnarly tuna water all over me. I smell like a cut rate sushi bar. Then i spilled coffee on my pants, after changing out of my tuna clothes, so i had to change again. Then I got here and my coworker called in sick, hence there was an ass ton for the kid to do. The K-I-D hates that shit, despite calling in sick like a mofo himself. Today SUCKS..... SUCKS. I wish i had a bunch of Vicodin to kill my emotional pain, or myself. Whatever the case may be...

Evita has moved to Oregon, I miss her in this way you miss people that you hell of like but really drive you ape.

The story from awhile back,the one i couldn't tell well, here it is. I have this one gay chick friend who has a girlfriend who may or may not be gay. She may just be trying it out, ya know? So, this one testing beat the shit out of the other one. They have been mentioned here before so if you dig you can prolly find out the identity of the mystery lesbians (lura and justina)
Thing is, the mean one is kind of still threatening Lura with abuse if anyone finds out. So don't tell. I think that is why i'm writing this down. How can Lura get help if nobody knows? I think, shit, what do i know about this? It's just weird to me. Why doesn't Lura leave? She really got battered, black eyes the whole bit. Justina even cut at her with a knife. Why? Cause Lura caught her on the phone flirting up some dude and asked who she was talking with.
Lura is real small. Super skinny. When i've hugged her you can totally feel ribs. I've offered help, even offered to have Rohi or Maritza womp on Justina but she says she's in love. I hope she doesn't wind up all deaded up. That's how things like this end right?

i so have so much to say but like no desire at all to type it out. If i knew you i'd fill you in on the comic show and Rohi's surgery and blah blah blah. There is some shit cracking and at this point i have some ideas and what not but i think that until they fully poop themselves out i won't be of much use as far as Confounded Accusations go. No, that's not it at all. I will in the next little bit get my shit together but i think that i won't really ever get into full details about A.P.E . It' s prolly because i've told the story so many times. Wanna know? Then check this out. Poison Hand Press. I, ya, that was lame of me.
I think before i get into anything i want to tell anyone out there that's interested that i think that eventually, with lots of work and shit that The Kick Ass Kid might, maybe make it on a small, small, indie scale. That's not a bad thing. Not at all. I like her and Merit so it's fun to write about their foibles and it really was a kick in the ass to see them all drawn out and whatever. So i think that we'll hardly take the world by storm, but it is a big world out there and there is prolly room in it somewhere for the KAK. More then likely a real small space but, a space is a space.. is a space.
I can hear When You Notice The Stripe by The Shins. I love that song so much. When i was working on the Fateball pitch that was so her song. It's so desperate and lonely and just, in love and weird. I think that the scene in Garden State isn't entirely innacurate. Turn me back into the man, i was when we met.. Very influential in my shit as it is today. Really life changing, like Nevermind and before that Run DMC's debut joint, Sucker MCs...
I gotta go, oh Sin City looks cool but is boring and long..

this is page 15 of the Kick Ass Kid.

hey, so it turns out that i cannot tell the story. I coulda if'n i hadn't said the names of the kids involved. Oh well, it was a hell of a yarn though. I gotta run but look at this page and tell me what you think, please.

i know, i know. It's been awhile. Sorry, it's a slow period but i have some shit that'll make you laugh and stuff. Thing is that the story is still developing so you are all gonna have to wait til tomorrow to hear all about it. It's good though, it has lesbians, and knife fighting and same sex abuse. It's a good story plus it involves folks that you are all ready familiar with, if you're a long time reader that is....
This chick i know, Gracie Locke. She used to work here at the liberry with me. Long ass time ago, well she, i guess I used to have this enormous crush on her. She was so pretty, really small and pixi like. Oh, man i used to abuse myself with thoughts of her all the time. She's crazy though, totally fucking nuts. Anyhow, she came back to Santa Rosa awhile back and she is WAY fat. What's funny is that i still want to do things to her, just about as much as i used to. Weird huh? She was here a minute ago picking up some boxes and she gave me her phone number. I'm all giddy now. Stupid huh? Mike Dawe just gave me a funny look. He was just in the bathroom for half an hour. I should be giving him looks...