<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772</id><updated>2008-12-29T20:40:17.607-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"RED'S DAILY INSANITY"</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/blogger.html'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/atom.xml'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>195</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-3759293363115175488</id><published>2008-12-28T10:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T12:30:36.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UNTIL YOU'VE WALKED IN MY SHOES, Jackass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;To the jackass or bitch ass cunt that felt it so necessary to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;attempt&lt;/span&gt; to leave such fucked up remarks on my blog (which of course I did not publish) If I (and my life) bother you so damned much the solution is simple..QUIT READING MY BLOG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is quite easy for you to move on to a blog that suits your fancy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BTW, Did your father pass away this year, or some other family member or friend that was dearly close to you.? Do you have cancer and worry that the "next time" will be the one that gets you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Did your best friend with a family of 6 lose everything in a fire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; am NOT chipper because this is the 1st christmas without my dad. I watch my mom try and cope every day. YOU don't get her emails about the memories, and how she feels, and what she misses...YOU didnt know that instead of the angel that's been on the top of the tree since before I was born, she replaced it with dad's "BAH HUMBUG" santa hat - reason? "It will be like he's looking over us".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU don't know that every christmas, dad would give her a naughty christmas card, unsigned..and this year, he got the same thing..hand delivered by my sister - it was his dying wish that my sister do this for him -and that we all cried for 30 minutes after she opened it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU don't know what its like to be injected with several needles, have a biopsy taken, and have to wait 2 weeks to find out if you go back for more extensive procedures..then after all the unpleasantries are said and done, you hurt for days, have sutures that dont dissolve on their own...etc..and have to wait again, for more lab work confirming that "they got it all". Try doing that no less than 5x in a year and knowing that is what the rest of your life will entail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe you should walk in my shoes before you judge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm certainly not losing any sleep, its obvious who's truly pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/3759293363115175488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/12/to-jackass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/3759293363115175488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/3759293363115175488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/12/to-jackass.html' title='UNTIL YOU&apos;VE WALKED IN MY SHOES, Jackass'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-1101413487444391295</id><published>2008-12-27T20:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:14:14.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Global Warming and 500 degrees, WTF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;WTF! .... the best way to start this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Why?  Umm..today it was almost 70 degrees. Yes, it is 12/27. It is Ohio. This is not normal.  I went for a bikeride, in a t-shirt and shorts, and was not chilled in the slightest, even with a strong  breeze blowing.  Thus the WTF!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;500 degrees..that is the temperature of  a CHI curling iron, according to my stylist.  Earlier in the week when I was 1/2 asleep straightening my bangs before work, I accidentally decided to put the iron on my forehead...MUTHER TRUCKER!  YOWZA!  You should see the mark!  Definitely 2nd degree burn..complete with a former blister, now scab - an inch long, right at my hairline..when I got my hair done yesterday I had to warn her to be careful! Even she flinched when she saw it.  At least its UNDER my hair, and I didnt decide to clip my ear into the iron like she did once, LOL. WAAAH!  Burns suck!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/1101413487444391295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/12/global-warming-and-500-degrees-wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/1101413487444391295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/1101413487444391295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/12/global-warming-and-500-degrees-wtf.html' title='Global Warming and 500 degrees, WTF!'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-8766339648882128249</id><published>2008-12-25T09:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T09:31:11.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays...etc. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sitting here at mom's having some Dunkin Donuts coffee. Just mom, myself and Beaner are awake (parents still snoozing due to a late night crying fit, LOL). Thought I would pop in here and wish everyone an awesome day, full of wishes fulfilled, time spent with family (hopefully not crazy family, like some of mine), naps, and 24 hours of "A Christmas Story" on TNT (or TBS network).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To celebrate the holiday season, any order placed through my website will receive FREE SHIPPING, WORLDWIDE - NO RESTRICTIONS through January 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So after you're done with all of the holiday hub-bub, come back and get yourself something! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Much love to all of my friends XOXO&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/8766339648882128249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/12/merry-christmas-happy-holidaysetc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/8766339648882128249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/8766339648882128249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/12/merry-christmas-happy-holidaysetc.html' title='Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays...etc. :)'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-2658289458998328654</id><published>2008-12-21T08:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:55:52.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BAH HUMBUG...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, I am a scrooge! Sorry to those of you that love all this holiday bullshit, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I had (2) more skin biopsies this week - one of them, ON MY ASS! How embarrassing is that..let that be a word of warning to NOT TAN NAKED. Hell, DON'T TAN PERIOD! I won't lecture you, you know the tanning bed can be a death sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am heading out soon to finish my xmas shopping. How did this happen? I was SO on top of things, and before I knew it, it was ..umm..today...5 days before the big day, and I dont have the rest of my gifts for my gf's at work. At least I pretty much know what I need, just have to go and get it, along with all of the other crazies that found themselves in the same boat as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;My depression is in overdrive right now..I slept 12 hours last night, 12 the night before....and I'm still tired. I'm sad because dad is gone, and because mom is really sad...I honestly would like to fast forward to Jan. 2, or at least New Years...I'll at least be drunk (and I'm a happy drunk, LOL). I'm sad cause I feel fat...how did I my weight get so out of control? God. If it were only as easy to lose as it is to gain. Speaking of weight, man I'm starving, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday I spent the day with mom, and sis and baby...making cookies. That little stinker nephew of mine just makes me so happy. He is now taking a few steps at a time without holding onto anything..he's only 8 months old! He also started doing this thing..putting one of his hands up in the air..like he's waiting for a "high 5" - so we just give him a high 5 whenever he does it, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;A HUGE THANK YOU to "C", I can't believe your package arrived already..I am so excited!!!! I was happy with the wine, and so not expecting the VS Gift Card! I really needed a nice surprise :) My sister is excited to share the wine with me. I may be hitting you up for more - you may turn me into a WINO! (instead of a Capt Morgan's-O), LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's all for now..must have coffee..and shop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/2658289458998328654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/12/bah-humbug.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/2658289458998328654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/2658289458998328654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/12/bah-humbug.html' title='BAH HUMBUG...'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-7759330076298299886</id><published>2008-12-07T08:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T08:21:20.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WINTER HATH ARRIVED...and so has the gas bill...UGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Holy crap.  (2) weekends ago it was in the 50's, warm enough for me to climb a ladder and hang christmas lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then one of those damned ALBERTA CLIPPERS came through and OMG..it's been freezing!   It snowed measurably for the 1st time this season yesterday...several inches. I think it was about 19 degrees with the wind blowing rather strongly.  Of course, this was the day I had an appt to get my oil changed and a few other things looked at on the car.   I asked them how long it would be before the car was ready, they said almost 2 hours. No way am I sitting there that long..so I WALKED HOME, over a MILE..in the crappy weather.  I was sooooo cold when I got home..then I thought, well shit - I have to go back!   I decided to use our tiny little public transit system - it was so worth the $5 to get back...aah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got my gas bill the other day, and nearly choked.   I've really made efforts to "reduce, reuse, recycle" - I'm trying to  be a "green girl" and make a positive impact on the earth.  I've managed to see a HUGE decrease in my electric bill, which makes me giddy..but the gas bill?  I feel sick.  My house is old, my furnace needs replaced.  I will never have enough $ for a furnace, so I have to find other ways to try and control the air flow in and out of this house.   I did get 6 new windows over the summer, I am sure that is helping..but obviously it is not enough.  So I drove to Menards in the snow yesterday..and bought window plastic, and weather stripping, and foam outlet covers.  Yes, foam outlet covers.  They had a blurb on the news the other night about how much air comes in through your electric outlets on non-interior walls, and I was shocked.  So last night I started with the plastic and outlet covers, that's today's project, to finish that, and change the furnace filter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for the electric bill - what have I done?  All of my lightbulbs are compact fluorescents, inside AND out. They really do last forever too! Its crazy.  I only have the lights on that are necessary as well (except the xmas lights).  And this, I think this is the big one...I am aware of VAMPIRE ELECTRICITY. Vampire electricity is the electricity that is used by leaving appliances, lights, etc plugged in when they are not in use.  I saw on TV somewhere that appliances, etc use MORE electricity when they are NOT in use! That seems fishy, but it was definitely an eye opener, regardless.  Now you can't unplug your refrigerator, LOL..but you can unplug the microwave, coffee maker, vac sealer (he he), when you are not using them.  You CAN unplug the TV in the spare room and everything attached to it when its not being used.  I have watched my electric bill go from $130 to $100 to $70 to $40....there's the evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OMG, where have my bidders gone?  I haven't sold ANYTHING in the past week.  Double UGH! I'm still here, still masturbating, still horny, LOL :)&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/7759330076298299886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/12/winter-hath-arrivedand-so-has-gas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/7759330076298299886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/7759330076298299886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/12/winter-hath-arrivedand-so-has-gas.html' title='WINTER HATH ARRIVED...and so has the gas bill...UGH'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-3217833443228835863</id><published>2008-12-01T19:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:50:10.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom is sad....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;I knew the holidays would be hard with dad gone..especially for mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;She sent me this email last night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This afternoon was a weepy afternoon for me, getting out my snowmen and decorating.  I ran across the Bah Humbug Santa hat....then I started thinking that my house is full of decorations, but I have a hole in my heart, an empty spot that no amount of decorations and Christmas spirit can fill...I can't listen to any Christmas music (and you know how much I always loved that) and I don't know how I will make it through New Year's Eve....I remember saying on the last one that this year would have to be better than last year, and it started out with my wreck on the 6th of Jan, and 6 mos. later, he's gone. I thought about calling you, but didn't want to be a downer, and now I am being one anyway.  I don't know what I'd do without you kids and the Baby the sunshine in my life!  I love you guys!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;This sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;I want to fast forward to mid-January so mom doesnt hurt as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/3217833443228835863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/12/mom-is-sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/3217833443228835863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/3217833443228835863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/12/mom-is-sad.html' title='Mom is sad....'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-2665536264125487830</id><published>2008-11-26T19:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T20:09:29.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT HIM TO HURT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I want him to hurt.  Just 1/10th of the hurt he's caused me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want him to feel loss. I want him to feel guilt, and shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want him to miss me.  I want him to show up on my doorstep so I can drop kick him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why do I hurt? How did I let this happen? So much was wrong, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.  He didnt like to eat pussy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.  He didnt believe in foreplay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3.  "No" never meant no to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4.  He never showed affection towards me, like holding hands, or cuddling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5.  The few times he ever did plan something in advance with me, he would either cancel or just not show up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. He is an alcoholic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. He is selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. I think he is still unemployed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9.  He always tried to get me to buy his booze and cigarettes (and I finally started refusing).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10.  He hardly ever bought me drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11.  He never, ever took me out to dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12.  He never met my family, and I never met his (not MY choice) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13.  He lied - habitually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14. He stole from me (but never admitted it- I know it was him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15.  He never made me feel special in any way.  I was just "convenient"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16.  He never bought me flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17. He disrespected me when I did have the nerve to go on a date with someone else, and said horrible things to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18. In 2 years we never just "hung out" and ate a pizza or watched a movie together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;19. He was never "there" when I needed someone to lean on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sure I'll be adding to the list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/2665536264125487830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/11/i-want-him-to-hurt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/2665536264125487830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/2665536264125487830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/11/i-want-him-to-hurt.html' title='I WANT HIM TO HURT'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-4264560015538036999</id><published>2008-11-23T01:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:48:55.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart is fucking broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I knew it. mY heart is broken. someone decided that they have a girlfriend..thanks for fucking telling me jackass...guess that explains why you havent called me in 3 weeks...fucking asswipe..that's all right, I hope you get your heart ripped out AGAIN...and a doseof what you've given me for hte past 2 fucking years. asshole. i hate you. i hope you rot in hell. i'm too good for you anyway..way too good. i hope you get shit on like you did a long time ago. you deserve it. you have no idea how to treat a lady. and until you st art eating pussy, no one is going ot keep your lame ass around. FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah i'm drunk, but at least i know now..i'm glad i went out...now i see. thanks for the fucking couresy you mother fucking prick....KRMA KARMA KARMA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;FUICK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1147 AM EDIT - after booze wears off.  Still pissed as hell, and hurt unbelievably. Alas, clean permanent breaks are always best.  So I changed my cell number.  Would love to see the look on his face next time he tries to use it!  Just wish I could change how my heart feels as easily as it is to change a number :(&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/4264560015538036999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/11/my-heart-is-fucking-broken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/4264560015538036999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/4264560015538036999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/11/my-heart-is-fucking-broken.html' title='my heart is fucking broken'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-604500167205601642</id><published>2008-11-22T16:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:42:15.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AC DC Flipping rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hi all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;YES, I went to the SOLD OUT AC DC Concert last night. I was actually excited - I'm not much of a live concert girl, because it always seems to be a disappointment in the end for whatever reason. I'm trying to think of the actual concerts I've gone to, and its not many! I've seen Def Leppard 3X, Poison 2X, Cinderalla once (they were GREAT), RATT, Motley Crue and Journey (can you tell I'm a product of the 80's?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;AC DC....is simply...in a class all their own. I heard they put on a good show..and by golly, everyone that said that is beyond correct. BEYOND! AND THEN SOME! It's hard to put into words the most amazing live music experience I've ever been to - Lets face it, AC DC are legends. They have been putting out non-stop, 1st rate tunes for decades...(and their latest CD "Black Ice" is NO exception). I heard their show was really loud, so I took ear plugs for everyone just in case...NOT Needed. They could have been louder and I would not have complained because I love them that much and to hear them at such a volume was dreamy, and intense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I wondered how they would put on a show, because all of their music is good...not like most other bands, that have some hits and some obsure tunes that you're forced to listen to and new stuff that's really not so stellar. AC DC = every song is a showcase of their incredible talents and ability to seriously "rock it out." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I had goosebumps when they started the show with a lead in to their new single, "RUN AWAY TRAIN", by showing a cartoon on the big screens. When the music actually started, my heart was pounding and the goosebumps were jumping off my skin! I could not wait. I did not want to be anywhere else in the world, doing anything else, at that one moment in time. The next few hours did not change that feeling one single bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I did not want the music to end. I could have stayed for hours more and let them crank it out for their fans. I was in awe, and can't wait to see them again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Now I just need a membership to their fan club at $40....those peeps get the pick of the best seats in the house! (gee, wish I would have known that 2 months ago!)...sigh&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/604500167205601642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/11/ac-dc-flipping-rules.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/604500167205601642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/604500167205601642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/11/ac-dc-flipping-rules.html' title='AC DC Flipping rules'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-2378663858666508103</id><published>2008-11-18T21:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:11:38.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW WEBSITE PREVIEW!  CHECK IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi everyone, I finally got my index page for coderedhead.net finished! I uploaded it so you can sneak a peek at how the rest of the site will look, once completed (dream completion date: Thanksgiving weekend), and maybe it will help you ease into the transition (cause trust me, it looks nothing like any site design I've ever had).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanted something "cleaner", easier to navigate, with NO tables...I never could figure those damned things out - believe it or not, my html knowledge is pretty scarce :( Also wanted to integrate at least one of my favorite colors = PURPLE.. YAY! I'm totally digging it, and I hope you will too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PS - I know the LINK button isn't working..I cant figure that one out..LOL..but it's the least important, so its been bumped down on the priority list. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feel free to drop me a line and tell me what you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/2378663858666508103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/11/new-website-preview-check-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/2378663858666508103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/2378663858666508103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/11/new-website-preview-check-it.html' title='NEW WEBSITE PREVIEW!  CHECK IT!'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-1546009946347015693</id><published>2008-11-16T20:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:05:35.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NOVEMBER/DECEMBER CODEREDHEAD.NET SPECIAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello sexy boys and girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ve just added about 10 new panties to Coderedhead.net, so I figured I just have to offer you some sort of incentive to want to get your hands on them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of November and all of December, EVERY ITEM WILL COME WITH ONE FREE PHOTO. If you have a preference for your photo (pose, ass shot, etc.) please let me know, and I'll do the best to accommodate. This has a value of $5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all of you for making a purchase with me, and HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Molly aka RED.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/1546009946347015693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/11/novemberdecember-coderedheadnet-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/1546009946347015693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/1546009946347015693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/11/novemberdecember-coderedheadnet-special.html' title='NOVEMBER/DECEMBER CODEREDHEAD.NET SPECIAL'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-380843542893764382</id><published>2008-11-10T21:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:09:41.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAH...BASTARDS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Alright..anyone that creates a computer virus, trojan etc needs to be at the bottom of the ocean, with the damned lawyers (well most of them - cause I know one really cool lawyer). Seriously, what kind of person gets off on fucking with other people like this.    Stupid ass mother fuckers need to get a real job and a real life - or are you so lame that such a thing isnt possible, so this is how you spend your free time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Yeah, can you tell I've had some PC problems?  Virtumonde is a NASTY, NASTY bug. You cannot get rid of it. I dont care what help you think is out there, NOTHING worked. Even a special scan to find ONLY that virus turned up nothing, yet the damned thing was working some serious magic on me.  Yes, I have virus protection..and spyware protection..they all caught it, but could not stop it from replicating (apparently its something that, if you dont delete all of it, it replaces what you did manage to erase)...@#$@#$!!!!! WTF, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;By Sat. night, I couldnt even keep my PC on to try anything else.  Bitch kept shutting down.  Fuck it.  And try finding a PC repair company open on Sundays...christ, this is 2008. Not everyone goes to church...I looked in my 2005 phonebook (who uses a real phonebook anymore - not me, but obviously I should get an udpated one).   Find a place open on Sunday. Unhook everything, drive out there...empty storefront..WTF!  The phone number worked earlier, and gave me the hours of busineess.  I called again.  Local number. I'm routed to some place over 100 miles away (oh yeah, we closed that location)...well THANKS JACKASSES!  Maybe you should have put that on your recording !!!!   OMG..I was beside myself.  Go back home, decide to take the leap into a system restore. I've never done one.  I have no option. I have orders to fill, auctions to put up so I have cash for christmas gifts...so into the unknown I go.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Of course, I have so many darned things going on with different passwords I had a great time trying to figure it all out.  Couldn't remember how to configure my Outlook (I have 3 email addresses coming into one box)....I just wanted to pull my hair out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;To make it worse, a week ago I started having pain in my neck and shoulder again..thought I slept wrong..dont know what's going on now, cause it still hurts.  Been taking aspirin like candy, using the heating pad, muscle relaxers...even had one of my BFF's give me a massage (which actually HURT) :(  I Dont know, maybe I've pinched something  - whatever it is, I just want it to go away.   And I'm sniffling again..I just had a bug a few weeks ago.  Everyone at work is sneezing and hacking so one of those degenerates probably gave it to me. Its like working in a damned airplane 40 hours a week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Anyhoo...PC is back on line..not sure if I've cured the problem. I've decided to use open-source software whenever possible, including OPENOFFICE3 (awesome alternative to the MS Office suite), and Filezilla (an FTP program).   Will probably download GIMP, which I read is a lot like Photoshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;ON top of the PC problems, the past 2 weeks have been emotionally trying.  Dad died on July 20th.  Last weekend was a mass for him at church...yesterday was a Hospice service for everyone that passed within the year.  Talk about having an unhealed would ripped back open.  I can't even hear my dad's name without crying..and when they put a picture of him up on the screen, I gushed.  My mom, sis and I were a fountain of salty tears.  When will the pain ease?  I'm scared because the Holidays are coming - I dont know how we will get through them :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Well, guess that's it for now...I'm off tomorrow (go Veterans, and THANK YOU!), maybe I'll finally get to start cleaning out my denim tha'ts been accumulating in the top of my closet for 7 years...I have no idea what's hiding up there..EEK! (but I bet most of it I can't fit my fat ass into anymore, LOL).  &lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/380843542893764382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/11/aaahbastards.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/380843542893764382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/380843542893764382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/11/aaahbastards.html' title='AAAH...BASTARDS!'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-6046481619393681024</id><published>2008-11-03T20:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:32:26.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost a 3-way, and I don't mean SKYLINE CHILI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* BLINK* *BLINK*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes, I had quite the Sat. night..from the chic that wanted to kiss me, to THE PLUMBER's friend wanting a 3-way.  Who knew the time change could bring about such scandal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I woke up yesterday thinking "wow, did that shit really happen".  And I woke up today and thought the same damned thing.   It was like out of nowhere I became some hot goddess that everyone wanted a piece of...Alrighty then!  Here we go with the scoop, hold on for the ride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes, Alas...I have seen the PLUMBER the past 2 weekends.  We havent had sex or anything, but we have hungout. Anyhoo - this past Saturday, I was once again called upon to join him and his buddy at the bonfire.  So out I went. Yes, it was just the 3 of us (started out with 4, one got extremely drunk and stupid and was banished to the barn or wherever his stupid ass passed out).   We decided to hit the hilljack bar up the road, just like last weekend.  Fine and dandy.   Place was kinda busy, and there was this blonde chic there.   I decided right away I didnt like her - that she was loud and attention starved and obnoxious.  She was with a guy, but pretty much ignored him to talk to every other guy in the joint, including mine. She looked very "city" and didnt really fit in at the place.  Whatever...next thing I know, she is 3 inches from my face..she says "YOU'RE REALLY PRETTY, CAN I KISS YOU?"   !!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let me do that again !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That has NEVER, EVER happened to me in my life!  I was at a loss for words.  While I stared at her like a deer in headlights, she says to the plumber "can I kiss your girlfriend". Of course he smarted back "she can do whatever she wants"...and she is right back at me "come on, gimme a kiss!"  After asking like 2 more times, I told her no and off she went.   Man that was so weird. She wasn't ugly, but like I said, I already didnt like her and I'd be darned if my 1st kiss with a chic was gonna be with someone that got on my damned nerves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of course, the drinks are flowing...we're all getting boozed up (but I'm pretty sober since I'm driving).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Back to the bonfire. After falling off a bench and being dumped into the woodpile, then tripping over the other bench and falling on my hip, things got really really weird.  Plumbers friend (who mind you has only been with ONE girl and is engaged to her)...spouts off "HEY, WANNA PULL A TRAIN?"   !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My god, once again..when did I become some highly desirable sex goddess?    Christ!  I was once again, shocked.   I spouted off "dude, no"...I'm standing by the fire, and before I knew it, the plumber AND his friend both hand their hands down the back of my pants!   Holy @#$#@$ dudes!  What is going on here!!!  Before the hands got too close to the goods, I pulled away..but here's the twisted thing..I was digging the attention.  I like the friend..he's cute.  Although, I know what alcohol does to one and their judgement (or lack thereof).   I sat down...plumber was on one side, friend on the other...next thing I know I'm pretty much squished in between them..things getting cozy again.  Plumber gets up, pulls friend aside and says "man, it aint gonna happen...you wont be able to live with the guilt tomorrow"...PHEW!   Thanks for stepping in there pal!!  So I think things will be cool then.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friend goes in the camper.   Soon after, plumber goes inside and I follow.   Friend is laying in bed..plumber goes in there too..I jokingly said "are you guys gonna make out now"..LOL..I sit on the end of the bed..friend sits up and puts his hands up my shirt, totally groping me.   My god I was so turned on at the thought of what could happen at that moment.  Ya know, I like my guys thin..and this guy is about 30+ lbs more than what I wanna do the deed with, even though he's cute and I'm attracted to him.   This big giant part of me wanted to just throw myself right smack in the middle of the two of them and say "have at it boys"...yet once again, plumber says "dude I told you...we're not doing this"...Oh, I forgot to add..on the way in the trailer, plumber says to me "one rule I have is that nobody but me sees my lady naked" (Ok, I'm not your lady but thats a nice thought).  I crawled on top of the plumber, gave him a kiss...friend starts to move closer again...time to get outta dodge.   Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I decided to call it a night..it was like 5am.   I was so flustered.   MY PANTIES WERE FUCKING SOAKED, and my pussy was throbbing.  It was all I could do to get out of my clothes and finger myself until I came...such sweet dreams I had at 630 in the morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So there ya go, a totally surreal night.....&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/6046481619393681024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/11/almost-3-way-and-i-dont-mean-skyline.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/6046481619393681024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/6046481619393681024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/11/almost-3-way-and-i-dont-mean-skyline.html' title='Almost a 3-way, and I don&apos;t mean SKYLINE CHILI'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-1623719815991486640</id><published>2008-10-15T06:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T06:22:50.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>#$%!#@$%!$%!#$%</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;WTF.  So I get up to go to work today..take a shower, put on makeup...get lunch ready, etc... still not feeling so grand..and I realize I am burning up!  Sweating!!  So I took my temperature, 100.6, higher than yesterday!   &lt;a href="mailto:$!#$!!#$~#!@#$"&gt;$!#$!!#$~#!@#$&lt;/a&gt;  Like seriously.  I can breathe better today, I've taken my antibiotics for 2 days (z-pac)..vitamin C..why am I still running a fever!! I am so tired of being stuck on the couch, in bed..I dont make a very good sick person at all.  And I've been doing so well accumulating my sick leave, and now that's all blown to hell, and winter is coming (which undoubtedly means a day or two off here and there because of inclement weather).  I just want to be well again!   Sniffles.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/1623719815991486640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/1623719815991486640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/1623719815991486640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='#$%!#@$%!$%!#$%'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-6554859312809127970</id><published>2008-10-13T16:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:34:44.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh darn it - I havent been SICK in a long time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Boo hiss!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I helped my sister paint her house yesterday, and felt fine when I got home..took a 3 hour nap - got up...and realized I was feeling a bit achy and my throat was sore.  Took some Vitamin C, no biggie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Well I wake up today, feeling dreadful!  Throat sore, "stuff" running down my throat, I feel like my ears are plugged...dangit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I was supposed to have 2 doctors appts today - one just to visit the family doctor for a scrip refill, the other with the dermatologist to have another skin cancer removed (yeah, lucky me - its back).   Well I cancelled the dermatologist cause in no way was I up to being cut on again - but kept the family doctor..I'm glad I did. I was running a fever!   Ended up leaving with 2 prescriptions (one antibiotic), in addition to the one I went there for.  Weird timing, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I cant remember the last time I've had to take antibiotics, guess I've been lucky as far as the regular "run of the mill" bugs that go around each year - I usually manage to avoid them.   Not this time though, it completely snuck up on me!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;When I got home, I slept for another couple of hours...just put some chili on the stove..that will be a splendid dinner for sick little me!   I still have tomatoes growing in the garden, so I used them - that should be uber tasty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Well, I'm back to the couch to watch Divorce Court..yay for court tv shows!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/6554859312809127970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/10/gosh-darn-it-i-havent-been-sick-in-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/6554859312809127970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/6554859312809127970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/10/gosh-darn-it-i-havent-been-sick-in-long.html' title='Gosh darn it - I havent been SICK in a long time!'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-1224338828353846719</id><published>2008-10-03T19:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T19:51:03.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PANTY HOG - USED PANTY PORTAL - HATE FOR EBANNED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Panty Hog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SUPPOSEDLY:  "Welcome to Panty Hog - the world's used panty portal. Your gateway to the worn panty community. Featuring the latest used panty news, soiled panties stories, hot panty auctions, wet panty galleries, discussion, directory, video chat, and knicker announcements. We're building the world's most comprehensive used panty seller directory."  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Add "unle&lt;strong&gt;ss you're a member of Ebanned&lt;/strong&gt; " and you may have a true statement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;What am I talking about you ask?  Some time ago, I noticed that ALL posts I made IN THE FORUMS referencing Ebanned..were..magically DELETED by the moderators. Hmm..OK!   So I asked what was going on..and what happened? NO response from the site owner ('tis sad, I really did like him) AND, AND I WAS BANNED, simply by asking for fair moderation of the forums and a true, unbiased promotion of the panty biz!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Personally, I am amused, since I left voluntarily and never looked back until now.   Why would I want to be part of a site that is BIASED and a forum that is run by power hungry, big headed moderators? (or moderator, whatever the case may be).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont know what's happened there, but it really is sad. It used to be a helpful place for new sellers, current sellers..ANY panty seller that was true to her business and her customers...but not any more.   Ebanned is the largest panty website, and panty auction website there is - and that's always the way it will be.  By shunning the members and mistreating them, you are alienating a large, large part of a beautiful thing - panties - and you've even managed to run off some of your own long time non-Ebanned members because they simply have become disillusioned with how things have deteriorated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;My personal website used to joyfully and wholeheartedly recommend that potential new sellers join the PH forums, because of the great resource for information and help from experienced people. NO MORE.  That recommendation, and all references to PH, will be removed from my site.  Why would I send a new girl to the wolves, when I myself have been stabbed in the back!!!   No way in hell.  Links to PH, links to other girl's websites from PH, blog links, will all be removed.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I believe in KARMA, I believe that those who treat others poorly will get what's coming to them. "They" will shoot themselves in the foot, even if it doesn't happen overnight.  So until then, keep running people off...continue being backstabbing, big headed cunts, and see how things work out for ya...it takes a lot less energy to be nice, than it does to be evil! (and guess what, NICE goes a much longer way!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/1224338828353846719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/10/panty-hog-used-panty-portal-hate-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/1224338828353846719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/1224338828353846719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/10/panty-hog-used-panty-portal-hate-for.html' title='PANTY HOG - USED PANTY PORTAL - HATE FOR EBANNED'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-1081552032816892376</id><published>2008-09-13T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:39:17.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SEPTEMBER/OCTOBER CODEREDHEAD.NET SPECIAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello my hot little sniffers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For September and October, you get your PICK of the discount at CODEREDHEAD.NET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take 10% off your order (total before shipping), or A FREE PICTURE CD (there are SIX to choose from).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I haven't had an order in a long, long time (major sniffles), so show me some love, and I'll show you a good time :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I also have auctions running at Ebanned.net, under my ID Glittergirljo - Including my compilation CD for $23 (its $39.99 here). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't see something you must have? Email me and let me pick something for you - not everything I own is here, and I totally dig surprising you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY WEEKEND! &lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/1081552032816892376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/09/septemberoctober-coderedheadnet-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/1081552032816892376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/1081552032816892376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/09/septemberoctober-coderedheadnet-special.html' title='SEPTEMBER/OCTOBER CODEREDHEAD.NET SPECIAL'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-6267203688844491237</id><published>2008-09-11T20:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:06:26.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OSCAR - the NEW PLAYER in the VANPOOL series</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Ok, we have a new player in the vanpool line of stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;OSCAR, as in OSCAR from Sesame Street.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Why OSCAR? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Because she looks like she crawled out of a trash can every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;This poor lady always has icky greasy hair, and disheveled clothes.   I didn't pay much attention honestly until today, but today she really looked like she rolled out of the trash can and onto the van.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;She gets on the van, wearing this mid-80's patchwork style button down shirt (do ya'll remember those? Some of them had sheer sleeves back in the day).  It was extremely wrinkled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Here's the kicker though, she turns around to sit down...and there is a big ass rip right down the back..it was a good 5 inches long!  Obviously she didn't iron it or she would have seen that massive tear in the middle of the back!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt; Thankfully she had a shirt on underneath, or her bare back and/or bra would have been showing (major ewies - she's a big lady!).    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I guess the upside is, as unkempt as she is, she doesn't smell! :)&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/6267203688844491237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/09/oscar-new-player-in-vanpool-series.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/6267203688844491237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/6267203688844491237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/09/oscar-new-player-in-vanpool-series.html' title='OSCAR - the NEW PLAYER in the VANPOOL series'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-6509512187414243447</id><published>2008-08-27T20:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:44:01.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NEAR MISS and CROP DUSTING - Funny but graphic!</title><content type='html'>Being a girl sucks sometimes.  Here's today's story from yours truly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;TODAY I ALMOST CRAPPED MY PANTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;OMG...How awful.    I dunno about you, but the 1st day of my period is kind of anightmare..in addition to cramps and farting, I get to take a nice big 'period dump' as I call it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;Of course...as I sit here at my desk..the farts increase in frequency...then I start getting sh*t cramps. I decide that I should go to another part of the building to take care of business.   So I start to walk down the hall..and holy crap, the cramps get so bad I had to"pull over" because I could hardly stand up. While standing there, I "dusted" the area.  I get to the bathrooms (there are 2 right there)...WHAT THE @#$@#$? They are BOTH CLOSED! That has NEVER happened! One is temporarily closed, the other one is being stocked by a dude!  Horrified, I stood there for a moment, squeezing...I couldnt wait...I almost ran back to the bathroom in my area..I barely made it..so I let loose, while simultaneously flushing to disguise what was happening...PHEW.  RELIEF!.  The best part, as I was walking out, a gal passed me and went into the stall I had just came out of (she didn't see me walk out of it)..and I hear her say"oh my goodness" as she entered...HA!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;How funny is that!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/6509512187414243447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/08/near-miss-and-crop-dusting-funny-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/6509512187414243447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/6509512187414243447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/08/near-miss-and-crop-dusting-funny-but.html' title='NEAR MISS and CROP DUSTING - Funny but graphic!'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-183130492880727683</id><published>2008-08-20T20:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:41:31.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As the VANPOOL TURNS - the Alternate Driver</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Aaah....so today, we have an alternate driver.  This guy has only ridden the vanpool 2x since it started.  He's kinda suspect, I think he looks like a homeless dude.  Anyhoo - as soon as he takes the driver's seat, I could tell that he probably had not driven a van this size before.  Ugh.  No snooze on the way to work today!  This guy needs another set of eyes and ears!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;He cranks the heat up.  We get to the next stop and load up, and one of the gals asks him to turn it down/off.  We thought he did, but apparently he didn't.  We were all nearly crispy critters by the time we got to work it was so hot in there!   We get out and this one lady says to me "I think I have burn marks on my legs"...HA!   Oh, and he pulled a "mom" on xxx Rd., - meaning, he wasn't paying attention to what was in front of him!   He was looking at something off to the side (insert mom-o-gram of "oh, look at the pretty flowers over there" LOL)...and an SUV was making a turn in front of us - I'm convinced he would have run into it if I hadnt yelped "yikes!".   Good lord - and he's driving again tomorrow.  BOO HISS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;As for creepy unibrow guy - ya know, the only gal that will talk to him is Mary, the nice girl that shares the back row with him..well, I told you he was rude - and I swear, nothing that ever comes out of his mouth is ever remotely interesting - its just clutter.   Well he said something to her, and she must have rolled her eyes...He says "you roll your eyes at me a lot!"  OMG dude..ya think? :)  Totally funny.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/183130492880727683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/08/as-vanpool-turns-alternate-driver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/183130492880727683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/183130492880727683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/08/as-vanpool-turns-alternate-driver.html' title='As the VANPOOL TURNS - the Alternate Driver'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-5265962733937124503</id><published>2008-08-19T21:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:39:32.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE MONTH ANNIVERSARY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I cant believe it, tomorrow is the one month anniversary of dad's death.  In some ways it seems like it happened years ago, and yet at times it seems like it was yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Mom, sis and I are going to meet for drinks after work to celebrate his memory (man  dad loved his booze, especially beer!) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;So dad, we're throwin' a few back in your honor, we miss you like crazy and love you lots.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/5265962733937124503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/08/one-month-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/5265962733937124503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/5265962733937124503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/08/one-month-anniversary.html' title='ONE MONTH ANNIVERSARY'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-7483862573927028948</id><published>2008-08-16T09:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T10:02:27.728-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As the VANPOOL TURNS - a new series</title><content type='html'>First, a little background!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I drive 60 miles round trip every day, in a V8 Mustang. I am putting about $60-$80 in gas EVERY WEEK in it - and more recently, because my dad was very ill, I had to add another 20 miles to my drive several days a week. Add that up and in a months time we're talking over $250 JUST IN GAS. Imagine what you could do with that amount of money!! I started looking on line for carpools in my area. You won't believe how many good sites there are for others who are not only trying to save money, but the environment too in the process.We have an org here in Ohio, MORPCC (Mid Ohio Regional Planning Commission). They are non-profit and it's there job to hook up people in the same geographic location for vanpools, carpools, etc. WELL...I work in a very large facility..and in about a month's time they found enough people to start a vanpool (12-15). HOW MUCH IS IT GOING TO COST ME A MONTH TO RIDE IT? ARE YOU READY? $9 YES!! $9!!! My employer subsidizes the rest. $9 out of pocket to commute for each month. The fee covers the gas, maintenance on the van (supplied by MORPCC).  How unreal is this!!!!  WOOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now for the amusing stuff..I knew from the meetings prior to the pool starting, this was going to be an interesting ride - and most likely, not in a good way.  I was right.  My guess is I am going to destroy my ipod in no time strictly from overuse.  Ugh.  At least they don't cost so much anymore!  Let me also say, this ride isnt a "direct flight" - we have a stop in another city before we continue to our final destination.  Boy I wish we could ditch that stop, because that's where CRAZY BOARDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The ride from L to C is GREAT!  Nice quiet people...punctual people.  It's the load that we inherit in Cthat's a challenge.  Ugh.  Yesterday, this big black chic barely made it on time...we are on a strict schedule, and told that if someone isnt there at the designated time, too bad - we leave.  I think she got there with 1 minute to spare yesterday.  Well today..we're there - The hussy shows up at 6 37 am, 2 minutes past the departure time. The only reason we were still there was because someone was having trouble getting their seatbelt situated.  I hope we leave her *ss next time - and if we don't leave on time, I'm gonna say something as it was made very clear in our meetings.  Get your big butt there 2 minutes earlier (and trust me, it needs its own seat)!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then the next lady..had the nerve to say today, when she hobbled into the van - that she thinks the "xxx PEOPLE should sit on the right side because the seatbelt on the left doesn't fit her because she's short and large chested" - Ummm..NO (she works in a different building)..I get on the van 1st in the morning and I'm gonna sit where I darned well please..and its not my fault your short, fat and obese and have huge t*tties.   Get a booster seat.  Then creepy unibrow guy(C.U.G. for short) gets on and says he doesn't have his computer card (how you log onto your computer to do any sort of work)...and she says "well what are you going to do all day?  I'm the person that resets those and don't call me if your card isnt at work!" OMG...insert headphones and turn on ipod.  Ugh.  Tomorrow I get the joy of having Mr Type A "know it all about how vanpools function" get on - he hasn't been on all week (nice blessing). When he does I will find out how loud my ipod will truly go, since he also speaks  at a million decibels...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;**********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993300;"&gt;OK - some background on CUG (creepy unibrow guy) because I dont know if I've blogged about him before, or only pissed and moaned about him to my friends in "real life."  So...the scanners in our building dont work for shit. If they jam, you have to go somewhere else to use one. Lo and behold, one day I ran into CUG in the equipment room.  I was first frightened by his appearance. Beady little eyes, that are crammed really close together...and a UNIBROW! OMG!  A big, BLACK, PRONOUNCED UNIBROW!!  I realize you can't help where God put your eyes, but DAMN!   Do something about the forest on your forehead!   It gets worse..he has no concept of personal space.  He stood right on top of me!!!  And then, stared at my boobs the entire time!!! OMG!!!  THEN!  Yes, THEN! He did the ole "REACH IN FRONT" to get something, so he could brush up against me!!!  GET THE FUCK OFF ME WEIRDO!  Then he did the same thing to my Asian friend soon after.   I was so relieved when we moved desks, it put us away from him.  Imagine my flipping surprise when she shows up at our 1st carpool meeting...How can this be! In a sea of THOUSANDS OF EMPLOYEES, he ends up ON MY VAN OF 15 PEOPLE!! WTF! Sometimes I think someone is out to get me!  Not only is he a close stander, brusher, etc...he is RUDE!  I'll save that for another episode.  WHY ME!  I told my sister ab out him and she's convinced he's a serial killer. She said if anything happens to me she's going looking for him :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;And that my friends concludes Episode 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/7483862573927028948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/08/as-vanpool-turns-new-series.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/7483862573927028948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/7483862573927028948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/08/as-vanpool-turns-new-series.html' title='As the VANPOOL TURNS - a new series'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-5593681200414710437</id><published>2008-08-02T10:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:15:48.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AUGUST SPECIAL - CODEREDHEAD.NET $5 OFF</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may have noticed, there was not a July special. My father was ill, and he passed away on July 20th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best ways to "cope" is to keep busy, so I'm back with a special for August. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY ORDER PLACED THROUGH AUGUST 31ST, WILL RECEIVE $5 OFF.  No restrictions - just a flat $5 you get to keep in your pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, if you don't see a panty you like, CONTACT ME!  I've been a panty shopping FREAK lately and have way more than are listed on the site!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Red</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/5593681200414710437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/08/august-special-coderedheadnet-5-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/5593681200414710437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/5593681200414710437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/08/august-special-coderedheadnet-5-off.html' title='AUGUST SPECIAL - CODEREDHEAD.NET $5 OFF'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-8477158875539973502</id><published>2008-07-26T14:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T14:47:19.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VICES to ease grieving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;OOOH..I have been a bad kitten in the past 24 hours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;The grieving process is a unique thing...everyone does it differently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I woke up yesterday, wondering what I would do with my day. Mom wanted to stay at home alone and relax, so that left me with an entire day of time to fill (it was too hot outside to work on the house).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;So..the initial decision was...RETAIL THERAPy. With a fresh paycheck which included a bonus, I was off...I started out thrifting, found some things for Potamus (the nephew)...then I hit the craft store. Got a collage photo frame, and a cute little scrapbook for Potamus' pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Next? THE MALL.  It sucks, when you have a few bucks..NOTHING FITS AND EVERYTHING IS ON SALE! Even SHOES! I realized I havent exercised for about 3 weeks 'cause of dad, but DAMN!  Big boobs arent a plus either with today's fashions :( Meant for flat chested skinny chics!   I didnt even really like what I got at VS - I had a $10 certificate I had to spend in July (like I would let that one go to waste).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;So I shopped for 5 hours, and didn't spend hardly anything - yeah, that part is a plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Came home, napped...rode my bike (omg, that IS exercise! yay!).  Watered the veggies and picked more tomatoes.  Took a hot bubble bath (le sigh).   Made myself a cocktail of Capt Morgans Silver and coke and sat down in front of the TV. Turned on "Terminator" and put together the collage photo frame..so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;AT that point, I was deciding if I wanted to do something I hadnt done in years...go out alone.  So I got all whored up and did it.  Bingo, my fave band is playing.  I'm so glad I did..sat next to a nice gal from GA at the bar...and the Plumber came in (stop groaning).  I just wanted to talk to him, he can be an alright guy every now and then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Ultimately, he came over to my house...he let me cry on his chest (he's way taller than me)...and he made me feel better..he was actually real sweet, reminded me of why I absolutely adored him for so long...before I knew it, it was like 4 AM.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Off to bed..AND SOME OF THE HOTTEST SEX I've had in a long, long time...Good lord, the man listened to me for once when I told him what I wanted...hot hard kisses, pussy licking...sweat....gawd.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Even though I only got a few hours of sleep, yesterday/last night was so what I needed. I'm just now having my morning coffee..I think I'll weed the front flowerbed when I'm done and chill out and relax later...too tired to do much else! :)&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/8477158875539973502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/07/vices-to-ease-grieving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/8477158875539973502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/8477158875539973502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/07/vices-to-ease-grieving.html' title='VICES to ease grieving...'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15346772.post-3744668793532365462</id><published>2008-07-22T09:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T10:00:19.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's obituary....bet you've never read one like this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.coderedhead.net/uploaded_images/schlitz-701674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.coderedhead.net/uploaded_images/schlitz-701667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;D*** G***, 74, passed away at his home in *****, with his wife by his side, after a brief and dignified battle with cancer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although he was in pain, he was quick with a joke until the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A native of Brantford, Ontario, D**** spent four decades in the muffler business. He began his career with a gas station in Newark, then owned the KarGuard muffler shop in Lancaster from 1962 to 1979, and the Muffler Man shop from 1983 to 1987. At various times he owned muffler shops in Chillicothe, Athens, and Logan. D*** and his family also served up tasty ice cream cones and chilidogs as owner of the Yummy Shoppe on Broad Street in the late 1970s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his later years, he became an avid computer geek, poker player and armchair philosopher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was a member of the Moose Lodge, where he enjoyed many Monday night euchre games, and a member of St. Mary of the Assumption church in Lancaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His family and friends will remember his adventurous spirit and inventive mind. His varied talents included amateur accordian player and maker of the world’s worst spaghetti sauce. He built and raced his own stock cars, and traveled with family and friends to more NASCAR races and middle-of-nowhere fishing spots than they can count. His sense of humor was legendary, and he was able to elicit laughs even in times of adversity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;D**** joined the US Army in 19** and served in Korea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is sorely missed by his wife of 39 years, V**** his daughters Molly *** and D**** , his son-in-law and poker buddy E*****; and his 3-month-old grandson R*****, who will unfortunately not remember first-hand how special his grandfather was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In lieu of flowers, donations may be made in Dennis’ name to FairHoPe Hospice. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/3744668793532365462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/07/dads-obituarybet-youve-never-read-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/3744668793532365462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15346772/posts/default/3744668793532365462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.coderedhead.net/2008/07/dads-obituarybet-youve-never-read-one.html' title='Dad&apos;s obituary....bet you&apos;ve never read one like this!'/><author><name>"Red"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426007162149997014</uri><email>red@coderedhead.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>