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I've posted blogs (typo-ed bogs which is not inappropriate.) frequently and fairly vapidly. I passed my first actuarial exam today. Would have been better if I knew this would be important and did this in college. But I'm happy to have passed by a fluke when I didn't study enough. This blog will be long... feel free not to read it. if you are not interested in my life or my ponderings.

So I passed my test and I'm drinkin some jameson. I had some the day before I took the test even though I shouldn't have. But I passed so fuck it!

I have been working on a play list.... I want to make a driving cd. to bring on road trips.

It's tough... Here's what I have so far.


Convoy
One piece at a time

(The C.B. interlude contingent.)

King of the road

(A personal favorite... maybe shouldn't be there but fuck 'em.)

Low rider

Radar love

Life in the fast lane

and little deuce coup

That's what I have so far... I'm considering things such as I'm your vehicle baby... I think the crew will appreciate it.

The real question is whether or not to include the coda which implies that we will die on the road....

Leader of the pack

Deadman's curve

Last kiss

And Tonight is the night I fell asleep at the wheel.

I can't decide...

I'll ask the gang I typically travel with.

Now onto what maybe the interesting part of the "Blog" as it is called."

Wait pause... first of all...

"yeah! here, RED RYDER
This is the COTTON MOUTH
In the PSYCHO-BILLY CADILLAC Come on"

Fucking awesome..

Perhaps some personal shit... I was sitting outside smoking a lucky and heard a laugh.... Thought it was the next door neighbor .... It was the neighbor across the way.

Neighbor girls... It's the american way. Brought back memories. Had a crush on the girl the next door same as age me.


Learned later she played doctor with my kid brother...

Girl across the street who was laughing probably the younger sister. The old sister said I was cute when I was little. Real little I don't know how old. Probably old enough to know better.


Or I should have been. I was flustered and and wanted her to stop "Picking" on me. Said she wasn't cute... never had that problem again... Wonder what my life would have been like if I didn't say that? Would I have been as awkward?

Kind of like I wonder what my life would have been like if my parents skipped me a grade.... Apparently I could have skipped a grade.

Obviously I wouldn't have been good at sports but I never tried at sports anyway. When I was young I was good at sports cause I grew big young. I was tall. And being one of the two tallest people and good at being tall is all you need for basketball to be a third pick latest....

Highschool.


I met most of my old friends at highschool.

I don't have any from gradeschool that high school or college didn't help.

What would have happened if I chose the other highschool.

I could have started out as a sophmore and gone to boarding school?

What would have happened?


I dunno.

I graduated from fancy college but with no recommendations and don't have a job... And am passing tests to give me accreditations. So.... Fuck it.

Cheers.

We will ignore what might have happened if I didn't break up with my only real girlfriend for this current version of my what if life...


Have a nice day folks...


Sorry for being...

Well...

Just plain odd.