SHE'S HOME!!

Eight is back!  Too happy for words!

"Eight" Missing

This is my cat "Eight".  Microchip number: 4A7F205A18

She is an 18 month old Calico (or Tortise) depending on who you ask.

She went missing Saturday night, November 28, 2009 from 9th Street in Gilroy, CA.

We just moved to the area and she is not familiar with the neighborhood.

This is Eight with her sister "Six".

(no we don't name all our animals after numbers ;-) )

Six is wandering around the house and back yard "calling" for her.  It's shattering my already broken heart.

If you see them please contact me.

408-835-0451 cell

nicbeast@gmail.com

Thank you for helping us find our kitty!

http://sfbay.craigslist.org/sby/laf/1487250001.html

Fuck You!

If everyone is so hot to get away from me, then get the fuck out. Fuck. Them. All. Fuck everyone, dumb shit mother fuckers. And just so we are clear, I am NOT you fucking emotional punching bag, dumb fuck!

Delinquent Letter

I've been meaning to write this letter for months now. 

Mr. J. J. Abrams

c/o William Morris Endeavor Entertainment
(Talent and Literary Agency)
9601 Wilshire Blvd.
3rd Floor
Beverly Hills, CA 90210
USA

Dear Mr. Abrams,

I'ma need you to cease and desist all other entertainment endeavors and concentrate solely on making more Star Trek movies.

Thank you in advance for you anticipated cooperation.

Sincerely,

Nicbeast

HOME SWEET HOME

Ladies and gentlemen, 

the hunt is over!!

Our New Home!

Beds:  4

Baths:  2.5

Sq. Ft.: 2918

Lot Size:  7000 Sq. Ft.

Stories:  2

A LOT OF HOME, live in a home with room to spare. 4 bedrooms, 2.5 baths, large game room separate living and dining room, family room and eat-in kitchen. tile flooring, indoor laundry and large backyard (with fruit trees!!!). All set in an established neighborhood with tree lined streets.

Cleaning, painting and moving start tomorrow! 

All are welcome to help!! *cheesy grin*

I had a dream...

The past couple of days, I've been in some pain.  It's like having a screaming headache, but all over your body, from head to toe.

I finally fell asleep last night and actually had a dream about how much pain I was in.

I drove to the dr's office and paced outside the door convincing myself to go in.  Feeling like it was silly for me to be there, I told myself I should just suck it up and go home.  Next thing I know I'm inside my dr's lobby and they are having some sort of clinic day.  I check in at the table and a guy that looks like Anthony Edwards asks about my stats.  I tell him this is my regular dr and I have insurance.  Smiling he sends me over to wait in a different line.  I'm standing there, trying to ignore the pain, when the world around me starts to go dark, from the outside in, like a pin hole.  I crumble to the floor, my world has gone black except for a flash of light here and there; some woman yelling instructions, people rushing around me then total darkness.

I wake on a gurney in a hospital.  A very kind nurse starts asking me questions about my memories.  I answer her and realize she is checking to see if I'm coherent or hit my head. 

Then I wake.

You think it's my body telling me I'm crazy not go to the dr?

...

...Wait for it....