Again Trump? Why this time?
So far it’s over… it’s really over. I don’t know weather to feel sad or over enthusiastic, and I am not even sure of how we got to this intersection of life. It started the other day with just a simple argument of something dumb and some grew to a monster that tore us apart. In a way I am glad only because the stress that I had to carry was greater than I ever wanted to carry. I know not everything is simple and just falls in your lap but you shouldn’t have to fight for it everyday just to have it taken the next. Jealousy and over expectations I guess played their major rules in our demise as did laziness. I don’t think that I am going to be renting out any other rooms for now on. I am going to up my job hunting till I get at least a part time job to keep up with the bills and such, with maybe a couple to spare for a drink or two every once in a while…
I wrote the about last Monday and decided to wait a week before finishing it just to make sure it was really over and I wasn’t just writing because I was mad.
It has been a week and well I am still glad it is over. I have been early to work everyday and not stressed out so much about going home to have to listen to a bunch of nonsense. Cherelle isn’t happy about this at all but my happiness comes first when it comes to my life. I should never have to be miserable just so someone else can be happy and have to cake and get to eat it too. Cherelle and I are just too much of the same personality type and yet such different types of people that I just think we clash way to much. I am not going to bash her to much on here but I will tell ya’ll about my week.
So Tuesday I got my heart scanned at work be my boss/instructor just so I could see what 
my heart looked like on a good machine and so that I could see if I could get the case study into Photoshop and turn my heat into a GIF. Well it worked; I got to see my leaking Mitral valve and all my wall motions, my boss did the whole study for me when she didn’t even have too. Plus since I needed a cd to put the study onto I went to the radiology department and put on a sad face and asked the little old lady there if I could have a cd ‘cause we needed it in cardiology. She hesitantly gave me one saying it won happen again because they don’t share like that there. Well it took a little bit of figuring out but I managed to figure out how to get the study onto a dick and once put into my laptop the rest was tough because the heart photos were not videos stored to disk they were all still frames; like the moving videos were broken down into frames so the they could be viewed one at a time. From there Photoshop was another obstacle to hurtle because I had never made a GIF in this manner before. With a little research online and some good deductioning skills I figured it out and well the out comes were fantastic from my point of view. I think it is so cool being able to see inside of people bodies to look at there heart. I only have like two and less than a half months left and then I am done with all this learning stuff and will be able to make some money. I cannot wait for that day.
It is strange being single again, and to have my ex still at the house. I’ll make due though I guess.
Well this is all I am going to write for today I think…
Oh wait I also figured out how to use a setting on my camera that I didn’t know how to use before. Everyone knows I have had this camera for over a year now and love it so much. I try to take pictures as often as I can and of all kinds of stuff and turn that stuff into works of art in my eyes. Well this setting is called “Flip anm.” Well since I had never heard a name for this setting before in my life I just assumed it was a setting for something that I could do easier with the comp. “flipping the picture over or something like that” well I was bored and just deiced to ya know piddle around with the setting and stuff and well “flip anm” was one I chose to check out. I could not believe what the camera screen was telling me when I started using the feature. It was saying that I had 100 photos left and I was like okay I took a few pictures and then exited the setting well when I did that the camera asked if I wanted to make a motion picture; I gave the camera a weird look and clicked okay. To my amazement the photos that I had taken just seconds before started to move on the screen like the Claymation stuff during the Christmas season. At that moment I had a new fond love for my camera an I knew that there are going to be many more fun days ahead of me and my little Panasonic Lumix. Last Saturday was when this realization came about and immediately I had Cherelle start moving sandals around my brother’s wife’s baby hospital room. I hade her walk the sandals out of the room one frame at a time. It took me all week to get a second chance to try this feature out again. This morning I got up and moved all the yard furniture around one picture at a time until it was just the way I wanted it. My neighbor Rob was looking at me running up and down my stairs like I was a crazy person having a nervous break down. When I was done I walked over to his house and showed him my amazing work of art and he just thought it was the greatest thing ever and so did my other neighbor Dennis who walked over after also seeing me running up and down my stairs. Both though I was trying to watch TV out side and was trying to get my TV just right or Cherelle was doing some sexy stuff inside that I had to keep getting up to see lol. I wont have them up here on this post because I am at the library and the camera is at the house so maybe my next post will have them on it or a link to where you can see them.
Oh my god I didn’t even talk about my little brother who had his baby on Saturday 06/06/09 who is so named Wesley William Skipper up at Spring Hill Regional. WWS is a spitting image of my little brother and I am so proud of him and his wife. Johnny was such a trooped too. His wife had a C-section and well Johnny was in there just a taking pictures like a pro. Cherelle wanted to be there so bad but she was at her husbands hanging out because that was more important that making sure her relationship was okay. I laughed and rubbed it in so much that she missed it because seeing my nephew born was her top priority since she knew that my brother and his wife were having a baby.
Okay now I am finishing up this post because there are kids being loud here in the New Port Richey Library and it is getting a little hard to write so until a next quieter time.
The never end and always learning
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Michael Trump
Another blow out!
Okay so today I am going to explain the importance of having a cell phone. So I woke up this morning a little earlier than I usually do and well I thought today was going to be a great day. I got dressed, ate, picked up the house a little bit, and made my lunch with enough time to lay down by Cherelle who isn’t feeling that well today. I left like ten min before 7am thinking wow I am going to be right on time for externs today, oh this is going to be a great day. I left my camera even though I had a feeling that I needed to bring it, because for about two weeks or so now I have wanted to take a few pictures of some scenery that I see everyday on my way to work. Leaving my Panasonic Lumix behind on the book shelf I was on my way. Now to the cell phone part; since I was eighteen I have had a cell phone with only gaps of about a day or so in coverage. For about a month now I have been with out phone service and am getting used to it. Though my mom didn’t and doesn’t like the fact that I am with out phone service. Monday I got my back paid gas money and this months gas money from Vocrehab; with that I was going to get my phone turned back on since I think everyone should have one. Cherelle reminded me that I didn’t need it and not to worry about being without a phone. My mom’s reasoning for wanting me to have a phone is because I drive thirty miles one way everyday to work. She knows I have bad luck and that I would need a way to call some one for a helping hand at some point in my externship. Well today is one of those days that having a phone would have come in great. I am right now sitting at the entrance of Calusa Trace, a community off Dale Mabry just north of Van Dyke. I am at a stop here because my rear driver side tire blew out on my way
to externs. Now that wouldn’t have bee a problem if the tire that blew out wasn’t my spare. So I am probably ten to fifteen miles from work still and am with out a cell phone. After the blow out, which was way less damaging than when the front tire blew out over a year ago, I secured the car and started walking south till I got to a gas station so I could try to make a call for help. My trek was just over a mile and a shell gas station was where a kind cashier allowed me to make one call. I chose to call my mom so she could call my extern site and let them know that I was on the side of the road and that I didn’t forget about them. If I had a working cell phone I could have stay within the safety of my car that is pulled far enough off the road to avoid getting hit. My walk on the other hand wasn’t so safe, and you wouldn’t believe how many cops drove by me and didn’t bother to see
why the hell I was walking down the side of a highway. The area of Dale Mabry that I am at there are no sidewalks and its where the road splits to go to the parkway. I don’t believe that I would have been hit by a car, but some bum on a bicycle thought it would have been funny to scream in a scary way right behind me, I don’t scare to easily any more thanks to an old friend Joe who always tried to scare me as often as he could, I wanted to kick him off his bike and take it but that wouldn’t have been to nice on my part. So now I sit and wait till my mama comes and picks me up. I have jacked up the Lincoln taken off the tire and now I wait patiently for a ride.
Once again I am missing externship and hoping that I have an understanding preceptor once again since I missed Monday because I didn’t have gas money and now that I got my gas money I am going to have to spend it on a new tire and once again I’ll be missing work because I am broke, well I hope not. I guess I’ll have to find some side stuff to do for some cash. It is starting to look like I am never going to finish my externship, well I know I will but it is going to be hard only because I believe the cards are stacked against me . I am not mad because I have grown to except it and have tried to work with it. I know better days are going to be here some day. Ya know it would be nice if I had some one to talk to write now, like some one to call. Oh well I guess. So I guess I am done writing for now… 2 ½ hours late.
Well my love Cherelle “who is so sick today” came and got me today in my time of need
and she made me wait forever too, but only because there was some miss communication between her and my mama on where I was. Cherelle went way out in the wrong direction to get me, but at least she came and got me. So I packed up my blown out tire and we were off to my fake work to get my man bag that held my little bit of money. I was so far away and I am so glad I didn’t decide to walk to my extern. My instructor was doing an echo so I didn’t get to explain what had happen. I had Cherelle drive me to my buddy Steve’s work, Tires Plus; to get a new tire and to see if he could cut me a deal because he is my peep. Well today he wasn’t there and I guess I got a good deal but who knows. I just wish I had the cash for all the tires to get replaced, so that I wouldn’t have any worries for the life of the tires. The guy who helped me with the tire informed me that this was an original piece of equipment at least twenty years old.
I guess my mama couldn’t come get me because she had some important stuff to do and
that was cool because me and Cherelle got to hang out a little bit more than we normally do. We also got to take a few really nice pictures of some cool stuff, well the stuff that I have wanted to take pictures of for a while now. Look at this big yellow back-hoe thing just sitting helplessly out in a huge field all by its lonesome just watching the cars drive by. 
Poor thing, I see it there everyday and have always wanted to get its picture just incase someone decides to move this lonesome giant to a new location in need of a back-hoe and then there will only be an empty field. I know that this is just an earth mover, but sitting out in the field it looks like a piece of art strategically placed for all to see and enjoy. I 
also got a few more pictures of that old run down, vine covered water house looking thing off the side of Gun highway. I love how this beautiful heap of wood sticks look and would love to hop the old barbed wire fence and just walk all around this old shack and get all the pictures that I can handle. Not far from the run down water house were a bunch of young fresh sun flowers off to the side too, and Cherelle wanted me to pick her one of God’s beautiful creations and to get a couple pictures too. So I had somewhat of a good day even though I sat in my car for 3 ½ hours hot, hungry, and with a tooth ache before rescue.
Well I guess this is all for today
The ever trying Michael Trump
I got a site? For real?
Hey hey hey so I haven’t written since I was so mad I could hardly see and well I have calmed down a lot. Cherelle and I are kickin it again and I finally got a site for my externs “thank God!!”
I am trying to sell my tattoo machine and power source, but no one seems interested in a
great quality piece of history. My Nana gave it to me after my step grandfather passed away and it has sat in my closet collecting dust. I have wanted to use it but ink and needles are a bit expensive and well not in the budget. It is an Owen Jensen and is in great shape so if you or anyone you know may want it just let me know.
Okay okay okay, so Cherelle and I have managed to get back together and are doing well. How this happened I am not sure; I guess I am just losing my edge. Don’t get me wrong
I am happy with her when things are going well. Her husband now plays way less of a roll in her life; I hope soon she will realize that the only roll he needs to play is the kids’ father on the weekends and special events. But who knows how things will work out. Okay so on a happier note Cherelle is trying to do better and has made leaps and bounds to make sure that she doesn’t do anything that she wouldn’t want done back to her. “The Golden Rule”
So I am sitting at home with Cherelle’s kids while she is out trying on dresses with my brother’s fiancée, that’s right my little bro is getting married next weekend and will be having a little baby soon too. So yeah both of the kids are sick and just want to sleep so I guess it’s cool that I am here with them. I am getting some extra lovin for sitting here today too so it is all good. Just playing.
So Central Florida Institute “CFI” finally found me some where to do my externship for six 
months so that someday I can get to making some real money. CFI placed me thirty miles away from home in Carolwood. The trip to and from externship is about to a little more than an hour drive, I was mad at first but I do like where I am placed. My preceptor seems to have faith
in my fresh new skills; she even let me do a full scan on my second day. I was so nervous but my preceptor watched over me and guided me threw the entire scan and double checked my work. She also let me do a bubble study “I just pushed the bubbles” I hope this next six months flies by so that I can start making money and a name for myself. I know I can do this and I can’t wait till I have the necessary skills to be the best out there. I Central Florida Institute will want to name a building after me someday just because they will know that they trained the best, lol; I am just playing. I havn’t talked to any of my classmates since I changed my number and the only one I ever really talked to was Ray, I hope he is doing good at his site.
Well I guess I am going to have to get some studying done while I have the chance before Cherelle Coggins gets home. I can’t study around her because I enjoy hanging out with her to much lol. I got a lot of catch up studying to do. I see everyday at externs more and more what I need to study. I have a good grasp of the stuff but I can do better. So for now I am off to learn I will write more soon I hope.
The great Trump
I see with my fingers when my eyes fall closed.
So even though so much has been going on lately I haven’t really felt like writing, nor have I
tried to find time to write any thing. I don’t think that there is any real reason behind this lack of typing; I just haven’t been up to it. Even my picture taking has drastically decreased; I guess I haven’t been as observant of the world around me as I normally am. Though I did capture and photograph a bee that was in my house, and after I was done with the photo shoot I let the bee go free. Well actually the bee escaped and I had really no other choice in the matter; but the photos that I got are exceptionally cool I think.
Since Thanks Giving has come and gone its only a couple of days till Christmas things have been hectic at the Trump’s residence. One roommate moved out and another moved in. This new roommate who wasn’t really even supposed to be here that long has really grown on me and I find my self wanting to talk with her as often as I find an excuse. I also wouldn’t mind so far if she stayed even longer. She, a friend of my little brother, is actually very cool and can even hold a conversation for more than two minutes, very hot, lol. Who knew that my little brother could actually know some worth talking to. (Now I’m NOT saying that in any way am I better than anyone else, I just don’t often find my brothers friends very appealing to be around.) So by meeting this girl my little brother has actually annoyed that bloody hell out of me. Not in the “cats-paw” type way but just calling me ten times a day to see if I’m talking to his friend and if I like her. To an outsider it would be funny or cute or any other loving word; but to me it really pisses me the hell off, lol. I love my brother to death but sometimes he can get on my last never. Well back to this new girl, so its not to often that I pursue a girl for her attention; ninety-nine percent of the time if they aren’t interested or seem like they want to play hard to get I just forget them. No offence but I have other things to do like school work and studying and playing with my dog; whom I don’t have to chase. Well this girl has figured out my chase mode switch and flipped it. “If your reading this enjoy the giggle, hahaha.” I’m not head over heals or anything but I have been cleaning the house more often and keeping my room clean for than just a few days at a time. Now there are also some extenuating circumstances that may hinder anything developing past being cool friends. They are no of ya’lls business nor are they even any of mine really; but I stick my nose where it don’t belong all the time and I’m stating to see that, and maybe even butting out more often/ all the time. “Whole other story.” But for old times sake I’ll see how much trouble I can get into with her, and what the heck my mom likes her so she must have something good going for her. Well I have spilled way more than normal and think that I’ll stop while I’m ahead. I may even already have to explain myself to some to, but to the rest of ya that don’t care I may write more later and fill ya’ll in on my progress with this new to me beautiful eyed girl. Oh yeah she let me put braids in her hair but because I am really no good at it or at least I’m not fast at it, she right now has a three quarter head of braids (like the ones that hang down, not the corn row kind,) she also has some where to be at the butt crack of dawn, “that giggle earlier, my turn.” It wasn’t on purpose or anything it just so happen that we ran out of time.
Well I am tired as hell and am going to bed, I’ll write more soon.
Trump
Did it fall out?
Well its around noon and I feel like writing some. A lot has happened since my last post I guess; Thanksgiving has come and gone, I went to my dad’s for a weekend, I’m done with my didactic portion of school, and I have no extern site yet.
Thanksgiving was good, though the night before was a wreck. On Thanksgiving the family 
went to my Nana’s to enjoy each others company, chit chat and then eat. It was a small Thanksgiving only my mom, Rich, brother and sister showed up. Well my uncle D was there to for a little bit but he went home sick early; my brother Johnny brought his girlfriend and her kid too. We had all the standard Thanksgiving foods and didn’t do any thing out of the ordinary.
After Thanksgiving dinner and when I was driving home, I called my Dad to see what he 
was up to for the extended weekend. He said he wasn’t up to much and would love to have me up there; as soon as I got home I packed up and hauled ass. It was great to be out of New Port Richey, and my cell phone didn’t work (well the texting messaging did). Both of my sister’s sons have gotten so big since the last time I saw them. I got to relax a lot while I was up there; it gave me a chance to get my mind off of school and all the drama that is life. I miss being up in Inverness all the time like I used to, but gas prices were high and school was taxing; now with only externs to worry about and gas prices coming down, I hope to see my dad more often.
SCHOOLS OUT! Hell yeah it is about time! Well I am glad to be done with the didactic portion and am six months or so away from being done with school all together. Our lovely school so wonderfully took their time placing students in externship sites that now like five of us are still waiting to find out where we will be placed to finish up our school requirements. Previous students warned me that this would happen; I didn’t heed their warning because it isn’t my job to find my own site and am patient enough to wait for the school to catch up. I needed a break any how and wouldn’t mind even if I had to wait till January to start my externs. But even if I had to start sooner i
t would be okay, it only means I would be that much closer to finishing and getting a job. One of the sites I may end up getting could be Citrus Memorial which would put me up by my dads and I could stay there till externs’ end; that would be cool too. So any way that it turns out should be fine I guess. I am glad school is over and I am going to miss it a little, I will miss my teacher who took the time to teach me so much and put up with all my crap. Ms Calvert I think did a great job with our class.
My hair cut, oh man how I hated getting it cut. The hairdresser loved cutting it all off though and she even gave me a hair cut just like my teachers so I could send it to Ms Calvert and show her I was striving to be like her. Lol. Well I went into the Fantastic Sam’s right by my house to get my hair cut; when I went in the hairdresser introduced her self as Melissa and smiled, she asked how she could help me.
I wanted to be a smart ass and ask if I could get an oil change, but I asked if the girl could make me look professional in just one sitting, she laughed and said it would be no problem. I then asked if she could make me looks like my teacher before cutting all my hair of my warm head. The hairdresser laughed and promptly agreed, she said it had been slow all day and that I was her first client of the day, so she would be happy to make my hair look any way I wanted just so she wasn’t bored. Melissa washed my hair then started cutting; the first cuts she made was to give me bangs, holy hell how that killed me having bangs for like a half hour while she cut the rest to length and styled it to look like Ms Calvert’s. I got the picture I wanted and it looks terrible, in a great way though. Needless to say I got the rest of my hair chopped off and emailed the teacher my funny picture. I still wish my hair was long and I think I will miss it for some time to come. There has been a few people who did not recognize me at all, they would see me talking to people in the class and wonder who I was till it finally clicked and they shout out holy crap that’s Mike!, Lol, which was some funny crap. lol.
Well I’m not sure of what else to write about here today oh well.
Oh yeah I think I found me some one new to talk to and to send flowers to. She seems like she may be cool but I hope to soon find out either way.
Mike
shouldn’t I study some more first?
Bloody hell, so I should be studying right now and I’m not. For some reason I just can’t pick up my books, I find as many things as I can to avoide studying, and once again with writing this I am avoiding my books. I don’t know what it is, its not like I’m board with it or anything, I still like doing the echo thing, but studying is not at the top of my to do list when it should be the only thing I’m doing. I haven’t done the best on my last few tests which should be motivation to actually do some reading but nope. And no I don’t even want to write this because it deals with talking about studying. Bloody hell. Well it is Sunday and I have been writing on Sundays so I guess I’ll do my writing now and get it out of the way.
So Thursday I had to get my tags renewed on the Lincoln for the ’09 year and to avoid getting pulled over by our lovely law enforcement officers. While up at the tax collectors office on 19 the lady that was handling my renewal informed me that my license was going to expire on my birthday “11/23 just incase you forgot” and that it would be a good idea for me to get a new one while I was there and to save me another trip. So I did and my picture looks GREAT lol, nothing like a mug shot. I got the new fancy license too, well it is still new to me because I got one of the last old style licenses. I’m sad that I had to give it up, but hey out with the old and in with the new ay. So I’m set there for a while.
Umm. I’m not sure what else I did this weekend, nah I’m just playing… wait what did I do? Hmm. Well Friday I guess I sat around all day and did nothing when I could have been studying. Saturday wasn’t all that bad though; Nancy from NCT called and asked if I wanted to join her and a few friends for lunch. Well I hadn’t seen her in like almost a year because Jackie thought I was sleeping with her any time Nancy and I talked. So I was like hell yeah I’ll come out; my original plan was to take Lugg to some beach where dogs can go in the water. She has some hotspot that I think the salt water would help with. She chose Hooters of all places to go “I hate that place with a passion”, it was cool though. I got up Hooters a little early, totally unlike me “well not lately”, I stood up at the little waiting area where you can see Sun Cruz Casino and the public boat launch. I watched a guy try to get his little pontoon boat to start and stay running, and some little league kids hit acorns onto the public bathroom’s roof. More entertained by the horrible sounding boat I stayed amused for the fifteen minutes or so of waiting alone. While I waited I over hear a small group of people of maybe five I believe leaving the restaurant very unhappily. I turned from watching the reluctant boat to see what was wrong with this slightly upset group, well you’ll never guess; they were seated at a dirty Hooters table, so they say, and that they had waited for longer than twenty minutes for a waitress who never came. Now I too would be upset if I were sat at a dirty table and didn’t get a waitress either, but that would never happen at Hooters now would it? The group left and the hostess didn’t apologize, didn’t offer to get the manager, they didn’t even move. I was amazed; it was like these two girls didn’t even know what was going on around them. So instead of trying to keep a group of costumers they just let them leave. My ass would have been all over the waitress who was to handle them, or at least made sure the manager was all over her. Now some may say she was probably busy. Well guess what it wasn’t the place was maybe half full and there was lots of standing around going on. So in aw I just went back to watching the never starting boat. Nancy soon arrived and we asked if we wanted to be seated, we agreed and I interjected rather quickly and with some volume that I did not want to be seated at where the waitress is that was the result of the group leaving shortly ago. Sorry if that made no sense. So we were seated outside and ordered our drink and waited for Nancy’s friends to show up, in the mean time I filled Nancy in on how life and school has been and she the same. It was nice outside with a cool breeze. It wasn’t long before one well the only one of her friends showed up. Sheryl I think was her name. We were introduce and then the waitress took our orders, I got boneless chicken wings hot, Nancy got chicken wings and I can’t remember what her friend ordered. Our food arrived a while later and I started in on my hot boneless wings, well they weren’t hot so I asked for some hot sauce, the waitress soon returned and I started in again on my somewhat okay wings, everyone was chatting and eating. I went to dip one of my wings into the hot sauce when I felt, heard and seen it. A bloody f’in bird shit on my hand. Oh you think that’s funny ay? Well the crap splattered into my food and hot sauce. I shouted out some obscenities and was quickly told that there was a kid behind me. I was flippin pissed. I cleaned up and when we saw the waitress I filled her in on what had happen, she took my shitty wing and brought me out some crappy
ones. Lol no pun intended. The rest of the lunch was fine and it was cool to hang out with an old friend and to make a new acquaintance. The whole time I was at Hooters I must have drank four or five cups of soda, Dr. Pepper. Oh it was so good, when I had my 14’ Glasstron, hooters is where I would stop to get soda on the dock before going out the channel. So around four or so we paid our tabs and headed out, well not before Nancy and me getting a picture. Ya know I don’t know if that guy ever got his boat started or not.
When I got home I crapped my brains out from drinking so much soda.
I watched a movie with Sandy from the Xbox later that night and crashed early.
Well that brings us to today, I have done not a damn thing today, well I did do some equations the teacher handed out and got them all right when I had the formulas in hand. I did try to study many times too. Again the family was supposed to paint my Nana’s house and that didn’t pan out.
There aren’t many weeks till school is over and this week starts out with until the end of school with us in Calvert’s class all day long. As long as I get practice with my equations and lots of review I’ll be okay with that I guess. I still don’t know where I’m externing at. Oh well, lets just let it be a surprise. So if you have made it this far down my blog I am very surprised and shouldn’t you be doing something else, lol. I’m just playing. Thank you for taking the time to read this and I hope you enjoyed it.
Oh yeah Hooter’s sucks.
Eat well
Michael Trump
What the hell is that smell?
Okay so my peep Danielle found someone with a womb to rent. Congrats
So Friday and yesterday were rather fun. Gears of war 2 came out and my roomie Jeremy
got a copy, and well while he slept for work and was at work I played the hell out of it. Last night at around I think midnight, well I guess that would have been this morning. I do believe Gears of War 2 is just as bad ass as Gears of War. I can’t wait to get a copy of it so as that I can play it often and get all the achievements that it has well at least all that I can get. So anyone looking for a fun game to play I recommend getting both and playing the shit out of them.
Not only did I play lots of Gears of War on Friday I also tore my house apart looking for a dead rat, that’s right there has been more since my last rat update. Making it a total of six caught and killed rats. Oh yeah back to the story. Early Friday morning I was sitting in the living room and Hailey was running around all crazy and once exhausted from running in circles; she plopped down on the love seat. Sam, Hailey’s mom and one of my roommates, came out to kid talk with Hailey and promptly let me know that my incredibly comfortable love seat smelled like death. I was like “No way, your crazy, my furniture is kept clean” and I just disregarded it, mainly cuz I couldn’t smell anything. I left the house for a few hours and when I got home I sat at the desktop in the living room, I then too smelled death. There was a breeze outside and all the windows were open, so I assumed that the smell must have been coming from outside. I walked outside sniffed deep and smell only fresh air. Back at the computer trying to check my mail, and once again I could smell it. I went back outside and put the trashcan lids on the trashcans thinking that maybe the last rat caught was starting to smell and some how that stank was making it inside. Minutes later back at the computer I could still smell death; I started to sniff deep from room to room, starting with Jackie’s old room, then Jeremy and Sam’s, the house bathroom, my room, the laundry room and the living room. My nose started to sting because the air Friday was dry and with all the sniffing my sinus’s started to dry up too. All the rooms smelled fine, but once again I sat down and could smell a dead animal. I didn’t want to think that my love seat in some way was a contributor to this rancid smell. I gave in, I hopped up and
sniffed the arm of the love seat; it smelled fine. I slid the toy box that is next to the seat, out of the way so as I could sniff under the couch. Well, I stunk like hell and my stomach thought so too, know that tossing out my couch was going to suck, I started to get back up off the floor; to sulk mainly, I looked up “well to my side, well I have no clue how to explain the angle” and there that SOB was dead and looking at me just inches from where my head was on the floor. I freaked, lol, took off out the front door so that if I threw up it would be outside. After I composed myself I went in to wake Jeremy and have him toss the Dead rat in the trash.
Well for a school update, I’m almost done now. We have sixteen class days left, oh man I can’t believe this. So close yet so far away. I don’t have much else to say about school for now but maybe later, well I should be studying right now but I really don’t feel like it.
Hey Nick, where is my belt?
Well I guess its time to start studying again. I told my rat story and that was all I really wanted to write about.
Trump
Sara Palin at Sims Park!
5am this morning I awoke to a normal sound that I hear everyday; the alarm clock. Well today it was going off an hour early and on a Saturday. There was a special reason for it today though; Sara Palin was in my town. New Port Richey was grateful to see our future 
VP, as was I, Sims Park was were she was to do her speech at, and around 9am; the gates opened 6am and I was there at 5:45am. It was still dark when I left me quiet little house, there was still a chill in the air since the sun wasn’t up yet to blanket us with its warmth. I wanted to get to Sims Park earlier than six because I knew there would be a line. I was right too; I got to the Park a little before 5:45 and got into line which had already accumulated close to a thousand people well 
maybe not that many. As I stood waiting in line I was talking to Sandy on the cell phone, my only friend that woke up early enough to go, and one of the volunteers’ came up to me with a stern look on her face like I had done something terribly wrong; I looked back at her the same. She then told me that neither my camera bag nor my coffee was allowed inside; DAMNIT I’m losing my spot was all I could think about. I pissed and moaned all the way back to the car warning others of these rules along the way and telling Sandy how much it blew that I lost my spot. When I 
got back into line there were probably five hundred more people in line. Sandy soon caught up to me as the line began to move, marking the time six a.m. She had in hand three shirts all saying the same thing McCain- Palin, she promptly handed me one, walking through line thanking her along the way I put on the shirt while trying to hold my camera now bagless. Again a volunteer came up to me with a look of disgust saying “hey you need to turn your camera on so that they know it works up at the gate” I like a smart ass said 
“I don’t carry camera’s that don’t work thank you” the line kept moving. Once inside Sandy and I quickly found our spots as close to the front of the field as possible, in hopes of maybe shaking Sara’s hand. Now that we were situated we started the long wait for Palin to arrive, three hours to be exact. Sims Park quickly filled itself to the max; there was still a nice chill in the air taking its time warming up, and no one around us stunk. 
Time didn’t go by slow like you would think three hours of standing would, it seemed like when some guy named Legg I think got up on stage it had only been maybe an hour. Other political people stood and gave their little speech’s trying to energize the crowd, but no one wanted to here them, we all were waiting patently for the main event; Palin. There secret service started filling up all the empty areas of the stage, there were many of them swarmed though out the park, warding off any idiots that may have thought they could get away with something. I could see from where I was standing a Sheriff’s speed boat in the river behind the fabricated stage. I think we 
were pretty well protected there. Lol maybe not though who knows. Every one by this time had their palm palms, premade signs provided by the volunteers, and cameras in hand waiting ever so patently for Sara. Well she arrived, not on time at all, but twenty minutes late. It’s okay though. She started to speak and the crowd went wild, even Sandy standing next to me, a Democrat I might add, joined in on the loud cheers of the way to early to be yelling morning. Sara spoke confidently, and reassuringly; she gave the crowed hope that there will be someone better in office than Nobama. More of what she said than not seemed to be one-liners to get 
the crowed cheering, it was fine with me; I was getting pictures and was still cool from the morning air. I know who I’m voting for so I didn’t really need to hear her speak; I did though want to show my support by being there. I enjoyed her speech though a little short, probably to not lose any ones attention, she was gone in no time. Before leaving though she did walk down bye the front row of people and signed her autograph for a few lucky people, I wish I were one but my camera bag make sure I wasn’t leaving with a signature. 
Within minutes it seemed of her leaving, so did the crowds, leaving behind only their trash in the grass. There were few minglers left after a half hour of her departure and soon I was gone to, leaving New Port Richey’s Sims Park empty except for the cleanup crew making sure the park went back to normal; Calvary Chapel planned a festival for latter today, so it wouldn’t belong before the park was filled again though. Peace.
Mike
I’m a 100 proof sure I wasn’t home
Well it’s ten on this fine, cold, Sunday night. And I just have a few things to write about. 
Yesterday I spent the evening at my parents and got to see my Nana play the Wii for the first time, her first time. She wasn’t very good at it, though it was also her first time ever playing any video game. My step dad won at bowling “the game they played for the night” He is pretty good at it I guess, my sister played along with them too, my Nana, Mom, and Rich, it’s a good thing that Nintendo put lanyards and their controllers because my sister has a wild bowling Wii arm. Lol my mama is really good at the bowling game too, I didn’t play because I just wanted to watch my Nana play and help her if she needed it, “no offence mama you’re not a good Wii game controller teacher person.” Even though my Nana struggled with the game a little she still scored in the hundreds witch in my book isn’t half bad. I still score in the thirties even with the game and not the real thing. It was nice hanging out with most of the family though. My little sister punked me while I was there too. She wiped this essential oil crap on me that smelled like a flower garden. It wouldn’t have been so bad if it wasn’t so strong, that even after showering I smelled and now my towel smell of it. Thanks Heather! Lol. My Nana like always found my corn rows very amusing. I’m still trying to broaden her cultural horizons. I know she is only playing around though.
To bad I won’t have this long hair for much longer though. Supposedly hospitals won’t hire me if my hair is long; only cuz old people “the large part of the clientele” think it’s scary. So instead of the hospital playing an anti stereo typical role in the community they feed into the old people’s stereo typical beliefs. Or the staff is just as closed minded as the people they care for, either way I guess it has to go.
My little sister Heather thought she would be funny and make some faces at the camera and not think that I would put it online. Well Heater here it is… I hope you’re satisfied. lol
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah
That’s for putting that smelly oil on me!
Sorry mom that your in the picture too:)
Children Learn What They Live
By Dorothy Law Nolte, Ph.D.
If children live with criticism, they learn to condemn.
If children live with hostility, they learn to fight.
If children live with fear, they learn to be apprehensive.
If children live with pity, they learn to feel sorry for themselves.
If children live with ridicule, they learn to feel shy.
If children live with jealousy, they learn to feel envy.
If children live with shame, they learn to feel guilty.
If children live with encouragement, they learn confidence.
If children live with tolerance, they learn patience.
If children live with praise, they learn appreciation.
If children live with acceptance, they learn to love.
If children live with approval, they learn to like themselves.
If children live with recognition, they learn it is good to have a goal.
If children live with sharing, they learn generosity.
If children live with honesty, they learn truthfulness.
If children live with fairness, they learn justice.
If children live with kindness and consideration, they learn respect.
If children live with security, they learn to have faith in themselves and in those about them.
If children live with friendliness, they learn the world is a nice place in which to live.
A friend sent this to me to take a look at and to see that there are people in the world who think the same way I do. Thanks friend. I think this should be posted on every wall in a child’s room so that the parents can always have this great information embedded into their head. Its sad that we live in a would that posters like this even need to be made. Its sad to even think that there are parents that will read this a laugh because they think its crap, Id love to punch ‘em in the face. Its also sad that I know parents who don’t follow any part of this thing. It’s a crying shame, it really is.
Well to happier thoughts.
I studied almost all weekend and still feel like I’m not ready for my test tomorrow and well I’m only going to score as high as I can remember. I’ll pass though. I always do. While studying this weekend I typed like four pages of New Time Roman 12 point notes and I don’t think much sunk in; I was top busy yelling at the computer for messing up my numbers and note orders.
So tonight I made meatloaf muffins, it’s a Rachel Ray recipe and I love it to death! And I love Rachel Ray too! I would so get her prego with twelve of my kids! just so she would have to keep me around for a whole lotta years and a wedding or two or three. Rachel Ray is the best cooking girl ever.
Oh my god I am freezing right now, hang on while I close a window….
Okay much better… well not really I’m still cold.
So three weeks ago I found out about a great new liquor, Captain Morgan 100 proof, holy 
crap is it good! There is no burning while it rolls down the esophagus and the after taste is very pleasant too. I have had the same bottle for these three weeks and a few people have drank form it too four people on a few different occasions. I do highly recommend Captain Morgan 100 proof, drink it straight, on ice, with an energy drink like a bomb, drink it any way you want; just drink it responsibly. Again it’s a great tasting rum. I’m thinking I may have a shot before bed, just for fun now that I’m thinking of it.
Okay people so you should really tell your friends to read my boring blog just so that they can have some entertainment in life too. If you like what I write tell others about it, let them like it too okay. Its like a reality TV show just in a blog form. Ya’ll can leave comments and questions and I can continue to write and have fun with my spare time.
Wellp I’m off to bed… no I’m off to have a shot then to bed…no I have to get my stuff together for school tomorrow then to bed
Have a good night and God bless
Mike and Nana
Without Nana there wouldn’t have been tonight’s blog, well it would have been really short.
Oh yeah… I love you Rachel Ray!
Get the rat outta here
Not much has been going on lately; just a lot of studying and trying to keep up with my school work. Eight more weeks or so of didactic schooling left then I’m working for free for six months.
Well the past month or so Lugg-nutt and I have been hearing some strange noises at night. At first I thought it was a cat outside and thought nothing of it until I found some of my food had been gotten into. I went out and got some little mouse traps and set them up around the house. They were tripped that night and nothing was in ‘em; after that there wasn’t any more noise for a while. I thought I had won and scared off the little guy. I was wrong. Just about a week ago one of Lugg-nutt’s bones disappeared. Lugg always gets a big bone because she chews right through them. I searched for the bone high and low and soon found it behind the washer and dryer. I moved the small traps back there hoping to maybe now catch the little terds. Still there was nothing, not even one trap got tripped. The other day, Steve and I went to The Home Depot and picked up the mother of all rat traps, a huge plastic trap that can be set over and over again with out ever getting your hands dirty. I set that one up behind the washer and dryer where I had found the bone and left it over night in hopes of having a present the next morning. I checked it around noon yesterday and well there was still nothing caught. I was starting to get just a little agitated. My roomie Jeremy suggested that maybe we try behind the refrigerator and see how that goes, “his refrigerator… there is some space behind it because that is where the hot water heater is.” So we pulled out his fridge and placed the trap by what looked like might be and entrance point for the rat. With in two hours we heard what sounded like a gun shot, and there was
one dead rat. We got the rat into a bag and tossed it; reset the trap just incase, and placed it back where we had removed it from. Again within two or three hours there was another load crack; I ran to see if I were lucky again. When I checked the trap it was empty, my buddy Jonny “who had just recently showed up” was a little disappointed that he didn’t get to see my little pest. With the trap reset again I waited in hopes of victory. I laid on the couch watching TV and like a gun going off right outside the house I knew I had got this one. With a fast sprint to the kitchen I 
made it in time to see the nerves still twitching, “just a little gross.” I cleaned out the trap and placed it back by the rat hole. About seven this morning Jeremy had just gotten home and heard the trap go off again. Lugg-nutt woke me up because she was running around the room trying to get into the wall to see what was there. I stayed in bed for a little longer and when I got up I asked Jeremy if the trap got anything this morning, he frowned and said no luck. So now there is at least one more lurking in my walls, and once he gets a little hungry that peanut butter trap will succeed again in victory. Don’t get me wrong now, I can’t stand to kill another living creature but I don’t mind taking care of intruders. So don’t nobody think I’m some kind of weird animal killer, I wrote this to tell about my pests, and not to boast about killing.
Well I told my friend Sandy about these critters in my house and how I had taken care of them. Well she found a opportunity to play a nice little prank on me. This morning I went outside to let out Lugg and found that Sandy had left a coffin like box with a cross on it 
saying rest in peace randy the rat, “I never gave the thing a name.” I brought it inside and when I went to check my mail there was a flyer attached to the mail box. This flyer read “LOST RAT” it had a picture of a rat and said we had missed out pet rat Randy. Lol. As it turns out Sandy has placed these flyers around New Port Richey just for fun so when I’m out for a drive I’ll be reminded of the little pests that have tried to cohabitate with me. Oh yeah she got a flat tire while hanging the flyers, HAHAHAHA. Lol. Well I guess I’ll stop writing for now.
Peace
Michael the rat killer Trump
Mhe el Michael
Bloody hell!
So I got to talking to someone tonight, and well, now I’m a little distraught! So as most know I have wanted a kid for a long time now; a real long time. Well this conversation brought that up and well it kinda pissed me off cuz I want a little me. I’m ready and have been ready. Can I afford one at this minute? No. Have I met the right person? Who knows? Does that change the fact that I still want one? No! I know that, yeah it may be hard, but having a challenge in life lets you know you’re alive! Knowing that I want one is enough for me. If meeting the right person isn’t going to happen for me now, then as soon as I can afford it; I’m going surrogate, and it will be just me and a lil me. I don’t know why I have always wanted a kid, I just have, I want someone who depends on me, I want to be able to teach someone everything I know. Everyday that goes by I lose out on finding the person God intended me to find/meet. Now I’m also not saying I just want anyone even a surrogate would have to be just right. The nanny would also have to be the best person for the job. So I know what I want and the person I want “not necessarily by name” I hope that soon all will fall in to place and not out of place. A little me!! Any takers that just want to be prego and not want a kid just let me know.
So Jeremy wanted to have a few drinks with me and well; that TT couldn’t hang, his ass would like to say that he hasn’t had any sleep but neither have I and well I’m fine. That’s right; it’s Monday and I have had a few drinks and maybe that’s why I’m a little sensitive to the above subject. Jeremy is passed the hell out!! I’m still up, and just a little bored….
School is going good I guess. It’s almost over and I can’t wait until I am all done and get to finally make money. I just started pathophysiology and psychology. They seem like they are going to be fun. Oh yeah did I mention there is only ten weeks left of school. I have a lot to start to memorize before I go out into the field. Oh man there is a lot more to learn. Mrs. Calvert is trying her best to get the information to use “the students” but boy is it a lot to learn. I would like to say that I’m giving it my best but I’m not doing as much as I could be doing, and I need to change that soon before it’s to late. I have yet to take any pictures while at school and I guess soon I should start to because it wont be long before everyone goes their separate ways.
Well I’m going to do a little reading “Flush” and then I’m off to bed. Be a wag “not the motion but the person” and have fun.
I need a me
Michael el mhe
Sore from laughing!!
Hey hey hey everyone; so I have a great new funny story for ya’ll. So last night I went to my mom and step dad’s for some drinks and to play the Wii, which by the way was really fun and I recommend one for everyone. That’s not the funny story though, the funny story 
started on my way home from my mom and step dad’s. as I turned on to my street at around three in the morning, I saw with my tiered eyes what had looked like a body in the grass, and dangerously close to the road; so close in fact that part of his hand was actually in the street. I continued down the street to my house and called the New Port Richey Police to let them know that there may be someone in trouble at the end of my street. After about five minutes of waiting, I decided to head on down to the body and see if there were any sounds coming from it. I didn’t want to get to close just incase it was dead; so once I could hear it snoring I turned back toward my house and called the New Port Richey Police again, just to remind them that there could be someone in need of help. After I hung up, I thought it would be a good idea to go to the house and get my camera, Panasonic Lumix with a 12x zoom, just so I had a pic of this strange ass person sleeping in the grass. The cop finally showed up by the time I got back up the incapacitated body. The cop pulled up to the body that I was pointing at, and he shined his flood light down from the car on to the sleeping person. The officer got out of his car, walked up to the person, and then shined his super bright flashlight in the person’s eyes. There was no response to either of the super bright lights. Like any normal person would do in the same situation; the cop kicked the guy, not so hard that it would hurt but just hard enough that if there were cognitive abilities in the guys head he would have woken up. I guess it was more of a gentle nudge with the foot. The guy didn’t move, he was still snoring and so I then asked, “Hey can I take a picture, cuz this shit is funny.” The cop laughed and then agreed, he stepped back to make sure that he wasn’t in the picture. After I took the picture I could then tell that this was no grown adult sleeping in the grass, it was a kid. As it turns out, this kid was like four houses away from his own. Another cop showed up soon there after and both cops tried to wake this kid. The kid was out like a light, and the police called in to their head quarters saying they may need an ambulance. After about five minutes or so of both officers trying to wake the unconscious kid they finally got a response; the kid popped up and asked where he was, and the cops told him and quickly asked him for his name and address. The drunk promptly told them; the cops busted into laughter when they found out he was four houses away from home. One of the cops walked down to the kid’s house and got his parents. In the meantime, like any drunk does, the kid started rambling on and on about 
anything that came to thought. The cop who stayed to baby sit and I where highly entertained by this babbling fool. The other cop soon returned with the boy’s parents and that is where I left. I went home laughing all the way and promptly passed out since it was now four in the morning, so yes I watched the cops try to wake a drunken kid for like and hour. That was my funny night, and if you have never witnessed someone trying to wake a drunken person then you need to get out more!
Well my plans for today are to fold some laundry, study a little bit and read my new book Flush, which closely resembles my story from when I worked at Sun Cruz Casino Port Richey. Everyone should pick up a copy of it as soon as they can only because it is a great story and I think ya’ll will like it.
Well I think I have written enough and am going to get going now
Sore cheek muscles from laughing, Michael is out.
Is there school in the morning?
Well it’s once again the middle of the night and I can’t sleep. So instead of getting mad in bed, I decided to write a blog and that is what I’m doing.
Well Saturday night was a lonely one. I sat around trying to write a research paper for English class and well that wasn’t happening. It didn’t happen Friday night either, oh yeah it didn’t happen all day today either. What’s that? That’s right, I didn’t write my paper so no I won’t be turning anything in on Monday. So my 
Saturday night was lonely and I just sat around trying to write that paper, well around nine or so I got bored and wanted a drink, but I had no one to drink with. Well I drank alone, just for fun ya know. I went to Sweetbay and picked up a small bottle of vodka and some lemons, yumm yumm. Oh yeah once I had a buzz I had no one to talk to, can ya’ll believe that crap. I had a couple of people in mind to call but…. I don’t buzz dial. But I bet who ever I would have called would have been happy to hear from me. But anyhow, they were some nice shots.
I love this picture, I couldn’t imagine getting this chance for these pictures. I was in Steve’s car and just happen to have the camera with me. That little guy seems to be just smiling at me when I was taking the pictures. Then Steve like an ass turned on the windshield wipers. DICK! But he didn’t kill the little guy.
So I have been making some kick ass pictures lately and I am very impressed with them. Tell me what ya’ll think. These are really my first few attempts at fixing pictures with Photoshop. So don’t judge me like I’m some kind of pro or anything.
Oh man as much as I don’t want to admit it I kinda miss Jackie and the kids. Steve wont shut up about her and how I should give her another chance and all that crap. But then as I start to agree with him I remember “Hey her ass has a new man she don’t need me” though it doesn’t make me fell any better it does keep me emotionless which is where I should be when holding on to a choice that I made. I made a choice because I was unhappy. She was unhappy too but chooses to remember the good and I can’t blame her but I have school to worry about and really can’t stray from that. I can’t have fighting and studying at the same time, I don’t think those to activities go together very well. I guess as these last fifteen weeks goes by at school I’ll have time to find myself again and maybe have a little fun doing it. I miss hearing Sammy in the morning but so enjoy the silence when I get home from school in the afternoon and well it’s a hard scale to weigh.
Oh man I don’t want to go to school in the morning. Well I guess I do want to go, it just sucks that I have to paper to turn in, but I did get my Power Point done. And I will have to stand in front of the class and talk all about it. Fun fun fun.
Well I think this is all I’m going to write tonight because I have a lot here and still have a little more to write but am getting tiered so I am going to go to bed now.
Yours truly,
Michael Trump
close my EYES!
Well well well
So Val came over the other night all prego and excited that she is going to find out what the sex is of her baby, It was nice to see her and see that her fiancé is treating her good, I’m glad she found some one who can make here happy and take care of her.
I haven’t talked to Jackie in some time now maybe like four days, that my fault because I
told her to stop calling, and I got a new number which isn’t hard to get but oh well. I’m having fun now and getting my school work done stress free. Having credibility is more important than anything and with out it you’ll always have an up hill battle to fight.
English is almost over already and wow has time been flying, before long school will be done and over with, man I can’t wait. Though when I leave the schools nest I hope I’ll be ready for the real world where I have no pony tail, no messed up hair, and have to actually sleep at night.
So I got of the house today… well last night, It was fun I went up to Starbucks and hung out with an old friend whom I haven’t seen in like a year and wow did we have all kinds of stuff to chit chat about. I was pleasantly pleased with getting to have a nice conversation with out having to worry about what I was saying, I could just talk and laugh. I think it was the coffee, or maybe since it has been a year. Sorry no pictures but the camera was in the car so at least I thought about it, oh yeah what I did get before she got there was some girl throwing up across the street “not who I was hanging out with” it was sickening so I just 
had to snap a picture, I think it was a slushy she was letting loose. Lol. But any how one of my great adventures came up and some of you may remember that once upon a time I was arrested and well there was a book written with not to long ago with a story line kind of similar to my arrest story, the book is called FLUSH by Carol Hiaasen. I had a great time and well everyone has been gone for like two weeks now and looks like they are having fun up where they are at so it seems only fair that I remember that I too can leave the house, I can be me again, and well I’m up for dinner with anyone who wants to feed me. Lol oh yeah…back to my night… So it was cool and ummm… yeah so much chit chat that time flew by and well I also drank so much damn coffee that now I can’t sleep even though I’m tiered as can be.
This is not directed to anyone it just jumped on the thought train just when I thought I was going to bed.
Now to some more important stuff… The Truth. What is the truth? Is truth only fact. If so then what is faith? Every one hates being lied to, and those same people are the first to lie when their ass needs covering. Well what can I say it sucks being lied to, and well I like the truth even when its some crap I don’t want to hear. I’m an ass a lot, and well even when my response to the truth isn’t what you want it’s better than how I’ll be after finding out a lie. Do I leave out information sometimes? Sure I do, I generally feel guilty about it and quickly fix it. But I avoid lying and all costs if I can, it’s a thin line between omission and lying, which is easily crossed and shouldn’t be tempted. I know some times the things I say can come across as hurtful and there isn’t often that intent. But we are grown adults and some times blunt force trauma is what is needed to get across a point. That I am not sorry for, and will seldom be sorry for what I say; I try to think before I speak. Everyone would do better if they thought about what they were going to say before saying it, the same goes for one’s actions. Granted that there are sometimes when jumping in head first is the way to go, but generally some thought should be used. Remember though not to confuse dwelling on something with thinking about something, when you dwell life can seem like hell. What I’m trying to get at is that if you screw up just be an adult and say hey I messed up, why be childlike and hide it? And the golden rule “do onto others as you would have them do on to you”
Well it’s now two in the morning and I have to try to lay down soon.
Thanks for the great night
You know who?
peace out my peep
Well today is a sad day for me; as ya’ll know Jackie and I are broke up, she still lived with me until today. At 4:50pm her plane took off for Buffalo, NY were she will now reside. Yes we were broke up but we were still friends, and I’ll still miss her while she is gone. TIA was cool I got a gate pass that allowed me to go all the way to the loading gate with them. Jackie needed help carrying all here crap. I took a few pictures so that people can see her off.
Okay well she just called and she made it safe and was I a hurry to get off the phone though. Oh well, hope she has fun.
Well school is going good I just my report card and well I got all good grades and I’m glad to say I passed physics, with a C of course. All the rest of my grades were better though. So ya’ll I will have time to hang out a little… well not really I got lots of studying to do, but I will try to get out and say hi once in a while.
I really should get to my homework and then to bed
Question Everything!
Trump!
Old Time Radio
Old Time Radio
Old Time Radio shows are a fantastic piece of modern history that is slowly being forgotten despite the efforts of those who find them fascinating. Radio shows were not just a talk show, they were so much more; radio shows were a play with no stage, a television episode with no picture; radio is its own medium that gives the listeners imagination a wonderful workout. Drama, comedy, soap operas, mystery, and science fiction were all played out over the air; the actors voices combined with state of the art sound effects created a story that would paint the listener a vivid picture of what the actors were going through, a suspenseful adrenalin rush when the hero was in trouble could always expected. Old time radio had a good run though out its short history and deserves recognition; from the beginning to its end Old Time Radio entertained all classes of people who listened, and still listen to today.
When radio first came out it was just for hobbyists; when the hobbyists got bored, they started playing records over their hams (a simple short or long range radio), which led to a new medium for comedians like Jack Benny and Eddie Cantor to perform. With comedians opening the doors to this medium they pioneered “situational comedy” and soon writers found themselves compelled to write for this new form of entertainment, and so was born the radio show. Family’s found themselves around the radio every night to find out what was going to happen to their favorite radio character; the afternoons of the 30’s, 40’s, and 50’s were filled with soap operas for the house wives to listen, as their television descendents do today. Sadly once television took off, radio show funding dwindled, big productions moved to television causing large gaps in airtime to form; once again stations started playing records signaling the death of the radio show.
Although television killed the radio god, much of the radio’s life was transformed into something that is still recognizable today; many radio shows became television shows (Gunsmoke and Dragnet come to mind) and a select few were even granted a chance at the silver screen. One of the most famous shows that took the chance of reincarnation to the silver screen was “The War of the Worlds”; a novel turned radio show, so well adapted that it had the power to scare a nation during its original Halloween broadcast in 1938. In 1953 “The War of the Worlds” made its first big screen appearance, and once again in an updated 2005 version; its not the only radio show that has made it to today’s version of the entertainment world, but it was my first introduction to our American radio history, causing this fantastic curiosity toward old radio shows.
About a year ago I found myself so curious about how the original “The War of the Worlds” sounded that I had to find a copy of the original broadcast; I found a copy online, listened to it and was not impressed. I did not want to let one show spoil all the hype that my grandparents and elderly friends had built up in me so I continued to seek out different shows that were preformed during that time frame and soon found myself engulfed in a whole new world that ran parallel to HDTV and Xbox360; my television only came on for “House MD”; my Xbox360 must really be missing me too. From ITunes to Xm satellite radio, I found that Old Time Radio is every where if you just look for it. I have grown fond of a few shows and one in particular; “Yours Truly, Johnny Dollar” (CBS, 1949-52) the man with the action packed expense account. He is not just a gum-shoe, but a freelance insurance investigator who solves crimes by putting together clues, interviewing suspects, and gut hunches.
Now as much as I enjoy Johnny Dollar, his show is not the only one I listen to; my ITunes radio runs all day and all night so that I can enjoy all the different shows and writing styles that were so prominent in the early days of radio. Detective stories as a whole are really my cup of tea, I also like the science fiction stories played in the line up one ITunes. When my Nana visits she too enjoys remembering how entertainment used to be when she was younger. Our American radio history is such an extraordinary history that it should not become just noise stored away in a museum somewhere. It is not just the history of our radio that should be told; the stories that were told over the air are just as important. These stories, I am so glad still are being aired today, and I hope that my children can enjoy them just as I have, the same way my grandparents did.
Michael Trump
The burning Towel?
So yesterday on my way to school was almost a disaster, partly because I took a different way to school. I have to go to Office Depot to get my argumentative paper printed since I no longer have a printer at home. After I left Office Depot I started down us19 like normal, except I was way north of where I normally get onto 19; I was also driving a little faster than normal, but I was staying right with traffic and only passing people in the slow lane and no one else. As I came up on Main street I saw them both, a Mustang “the exact same color as the Lincoln” flying past me like I was standing still and a cop in one of the Charger things; the cop pulled out and I was like boy that guy is screwed. It took a few seconds for the cop to make his way threw traffic; once he did to my surprise, he got behind me; the bastard! I could not believe that he was behind me; we were at the Main street light and when I turned green his lights came on. I was pissed; so pissed the I was picked from the crowd, and now I’m going to be late for school. From the center lane where I was; I maneuvered my way to the slow lane and then into the little parking lot of a pawn shop just south of Main. I put my land yacht into park shut it off and put the keys on the dashboard. While doing those few things and scrambling for my license and registration, I could smell some terrible smelling smoke. At first I thought just my luck the car is on fire; I looked at the hood to see if any smoke was coming out from under it, and there wasn’t any; I looked in the mirrors and out the windows for this rancid smelling smoke. To my left up against a telephone poll was the source; a burning towel or fabric of some sort. The cop seen it to and before coming to my window he walked over to the material and kicked it to the sidewalk, he then stomped on it a few times to snuff the fire. After a few seconds of putting out the fire he started to walk up to my car, and well he didn’t make it far; the towel lit up again and with more smoke this time. The officer stomped it some more; waited a few seconds and it lit right back up. I guess he had had enough, the man walked over to his car grabbed the fire extinguisher fiddled with the locking pin and then spayed the small but persistent fire. Well fire extinguishers put out fires don’t they? He came up to my window, apologized for the fire and taking so long, I nodded; handed him my paper work. He looked at me and said, “I pulled you over for doing sixty in a forty-five.” I wanted to say “bullshit the guy in the Mustang was doing seventy then!” but I kept my mouth shut. He started for his car and then it happened again; flames a foot high coming from this rag with more smoke than ever. Before the officer got into his car he sprayed the flames down with more stuff and a longer burst this time; then got in his car only for a minute and poof more fire more smoke. He got out of the car came up to mine and said “Slow down it would have been a $204 ticket, I’ll move my car” I was like thank God for the burning rag. As I backed up the towel was still burning a one of the fake fire trucks was crossing the median, I wasn’t about to wait for him to put out the fire I didn’t want the cop changing his mind about the ticket! I left as quickly and slowly as possible. So for like twenty minutes a rag burned and in turn saved me from a hefty ticket that at this time I could not afford. I am not saying any thing bad about the cops’ efforts on trying to put out the little fire that could. He tried and the fire just would not go out. I’m am so glad I got out of that ticket; oh yeah I was twenty minutes late for class. Until next time drive slow, no one wants a ticket!
Mike
Wait is that all you thought I was going to write; well your crazy, I got more to say!
Um…. Just a few more days until Jackie moves to NY and I’ll be home all alone. Well I’ll have lugg to hang with and I’ll have lots of studying to do so I guess I’ll be okay. I’m 13 weeks no smoking and am so proud!!! Well I guess that’s all I’m going to write; I’m hungry and want to get something to eat.
Mike ttys
Trump; making it across the….
Well it has been just a bit of time since I have written and well, I’m sorry. Its not that I haven’t had the time to write nor have I had nothing to write about. For some reason I just feel, well I’m not sure. I guess with school and all my head is just over whelmed. Maybe tonight I feel just a little clear headed to write. Just like most of my writings it’s late, or should I say it’s early; you be the judge, right now it is 2:47 in the morning. I just got done watching “Definitely Maybe” a very moving movie. I definitely recommend this movie for your viewing pleasure. Well so much has happen since I have last written; maybe that is the reason I haven’t written. Who knows…… Jackie and I are still broken up and she is planning on moving to New York on the ninth. She says that this is only a vacation and will return in about two months. I guess I will miss her and the kids when they are gone but I’m sure this is for the best. We are still friends and talk often and I’m sure we will stay friends.
Well on to something else. I PASSED PHYSICS! Well the teacher on Thursday said I had passed. I guess I’ll find out in just a few more days how true my passing grade is. School has been rather stressful and quite exhausting. Though I’m sure if my stress levels were just a tad bit lower school would come a little more energetically than it has been. Though in this day and age low stress levels are only in peoples dreams. My Physics of Echo class is a nice class, a little tuff but I like it. Physics and The Physics of Echo are two different classes. I have five weeks to learn one chapter from my physics class; the physics of echo, well if that don’t make sense then try to learn a year long class in just five weeks. Almost everyday at school our class gets to go down to the lab and practice doing echo’s. I really enjoy doing the echo’s yet I find myself avoiding the transducer and just watching everyone else. I’m not sure the reason. I know I am having a little bit of trouble finding windows right away. It almost seems like I have retrogressed, in NCT I could find peoples echo windows almost immediately and now it takes a minute or two. I hope I have chosen the right career; I’m not having second thoughts or anything, I think I’m just a little nervous knowing that the real world will be upon me in no time. By the real world I mean that I’ll be out in the medical field doing what I need to do to survive. Oh yeah….. I think I want to go get a part time job, I was thinking about getting a part time position at Subway. Why Subway? Well it just seems like a good job for me. Subway I think will do just fine if I can just find one that is hiring…..wow I don’t feel well…..okay so I went to be and now its 10 in the morning…. So where was I?… Oh yeah Subway. I think work there would be a low stress, flexible hours and maybe a little fun.
Something else I have been doing is still taking pictures. Generally of anything that looks 
like it needs its picture taken. I have lots of pictures of Dragonflies, they seem to love my yard this year. I have a dead tree in my yard that they just seem to love to sun bath on. Almost every time the Dragonflies are about I get as close as possible and get what I think are some great pictures. I hope to get a photo book printed someday soon, I have told ya’ll 
that before and it is something that I still want to do. I have over eleven gigs of pictures saved to my hard drive now and I plan to try to get another eleven gigs soon just taking random pics. If any of you want free pictures that will look pretty good just let me know and I’ll take your picture too. Just remember I don’t have a true SLR camera, it’s a step down 
from SLR. The pictures as ya’ll see are nice. I’m no pro but I can take better pictures than your camera phone. So let me know and we can figure something out. I just want to take pictures, whether it is of the heart or ones that capture the heart.
I want a damn cigarette. Sometimes I really could go for a smoke!
Crap I just don’t know anymore. Well I guess I’m done writing for the day. Pease out everyone.
Trump; making it across the….
The future ruler of Himself; Michael Trump
As some of you know, Jackie and I are no longer together, it’s official and as some may not be happy with this situation, I’m sorry. Is there a chance that we may work things out between us? Sure there is a chance but it may take a while for that to happen. So many details led to this event. I’m not giving you the details either because it none of your damn business. We are talking and she is still staying at my house just not in the room with me. I don’t know were things will go in the near future, I do know one thing though; I need to stay focused on school and the studying I need to do to complete it. I may or may not keep you updated on us.
On to school, my first term is almost up and I am still having fun, though I still don’t talk to many people yet. The ones I do chat with are cool though. Math is almost done and then its on to physics and more math with that. We have started scanning people in class and it’s a little hard than I remember it being but I’m most likely just rusted up and will get a lot better here soon, I also need to remember my views again so that I know what I’m looking at and where I’m looking at. I like doing the cardiac scans and I think someday I’ll be very good at it and will have doctors eating for my hands. Well the money they from my hands.
My right shoulder is doing great now, it hurts sometimes when I move it but that is even decreasing with time, the physical therapy guys are shocked at how well I’m doing, they think its because of them but its really because I want to be better and able to ride a motorcycle again. I may never be able to do massage again, just to make sure I don’t mess up the arm again, but I will have great use of my arm for a long time to come. I do wonder though if I’ll be able to play darts again with the right arm. I am getting good with my left so I just may stay using my left hand for darts.
Oh yeah before I forget, I still don’t smoke. Isn’t that just frickin awesome! I have not had a smoke for like five weeks now! I would like to thank the makers of Chantix for these pills, though I know it may not work for everyone but it did work for me. Thank you Chantix. Even with all the stress, I have been under lately; I still now am able to say no to smoking and that choice feels great every time I make it. I haven’t had a Chantix pill since the 20th of June either, wow it seems like longer than five weeks. I stopped smoking on June 4th and now its July 13, 2008, so I guess its almost six weeks. Don’t get me wrong there are times when I really really really want a smoke but it is so easy to say NO because there is no burning inside any more that says “you need a cigarette”. Thanks again Chantix. Oh yeah by me saying Chantix over and over again helps to get my page viewed by people who search for the word Chantix, that is why I use the proper name so much. And Chantix is searched a lot right now so if that is how you found my page then I guess it work and if you could, leave me a comment please to let me know.
I haven’t taken to many pictures that are very awesome or require a blurb on my page but the few I chose I hope you liked
Michael Trump the future ruler of himself
Trump got cut!
So today at six thirty am I was preparing for surgery. I had to my right shoulder cleaned out. I guess it was full of debris. According to my mom there was a lot of crap inside the joint. There was a chance 
that Dr. Katz was going to do an open rotator cuff repair; thank god he didn’t. since he didn’t have to open my shoulder up, I only have to wear my sling for 24 hours. Though the bandages stay on till Monday. After the surgery I had to come out of anesthesia, “that was not fun” I didn’t get sick but I did cry and I think I was a little mean to the nurse. I remember them raising the oxygen to my nasal canulus because I didn’t want to breath, I was afraid to cough. I cried a lot when I was coming to. The surgery was over just a little after 8am and I didn’t leave the center till after 10am. I’m getting to rest here at my mom’s house for the day, its nice and quiet here. Thank you for taking your time to read about my morning. Oh yeah I haven’t had my prescriptions filled yet today. So I hope that the pain isn’t like they say it will be. My right hand feels so fat right now and like its covered in sand. I want a chili dog so bad right now. I’d like to thank Dr. Katz and the New Port Richey Surgery Center for the great job they did today, and I’d like to thank them for putting with my ass.Today is my 17th day of no smoking. Chantix has really helped with my choice to stop. My not smoking is what brought on this cough that I was so afraid of this morning. So anyone that wants to quit and are thinking to use Chantix, if you have any questions just ask, I can fill you in on my experience with this new aid.
Well I’d like to take a nap now so I’m going to go for now.
Michael Trump
Michael Trump 