i have some bad news for you, i'm afraid.

That beats my story of having a few beers with Phil Villapiano.

I bought Billy Joel a drink once.

I saw a man dive off of a 5 story parking lot and hit the street. I had seen the man walk toward the parking garage as I stopped for him to pass in front of me in the sidewalk.
I later had to go identify the body in the street and go up to the roof with the police and identify his jacket that he placed on a vehicle. (They were trying to rule out foul play)


The body was in normal looking condition except for buckets of blood flowing toward the gutter from his head.

We went to a bar afterwards so I could get a drink or two to try and get the image out of my mind. I sat to play Donkey Kong...when the ape fell off the top and hit the bottom I nearly tossed my cookies all over the place.

I could never be a cop or detective or anything along the line of broken bodies.

The image was disturbing to me for quite some time there after.

The most bothersome was that when the man passed in front of my vehicle I remember thinking how dirty and low class he looked. When I saw him lying there dead I realized he was a Native American and had most likely walked from the reservation up the road. The police said he smelled of alcohol. I felt a lowlife for thinking poorly of this man. He obviously had so much going on in his head. So much so he could no longer handle what ever it was that life had handed him.


I was shit in my own eyes :(

That's usually all we have to go on, Chey. There are too many people to know them all. Most we just see, maybe overhear a few words but usually just get a glimpse. Often not even long enough to read body language.

Don't feel bad for being judgmental. It's an inherited trait, trying to size this guy up. It's a defense mechanism passed down for millennia. Someone approaching? Quickly, do you know them? No. Are they friend or foe? Don't know. Start sorting quickly identifiable clues, How their dressed, what they might be carrying, yada yada yada.

You're alive because your line survived. Probably because they were good at sorting out friends and foes. You come by it honestly.

When you see the things you saw today and it doesn't bother you....then you've really got something to worry about. :)

A favorite antecdote I like to say to people is this: Sometimes things happen. They're nobody's fault. They just happen.
I had a similar type experience.
A little guilt is probably a normal reaction. Don't be too harsh on yourself, Cheyenne. You can't help what you think. Nor should you.

I like what you guys said, xoB & ffh.

Sometimes I am pleasantly surprised that someone is more interesting than their appearance. And sometimes I am disappointed in someone that looks a lot better than they turn out to be.

I don't believe "Everything happens for a reason". When there are millions of people going around, some things happen for no reason at all.

haha! Not that kind of farsighted! but I see what you mean.Too bad for your business RockSteady I feel for you but I still admire that ability. If I had it I'd be well off by now.

In high school I wanted a red pair of sneakers but I am not brave and too mild to be too much out of the norm and since I have an 'apple pie' look I never would go there plus I never saw that color then. What do ya know? NOW days there are red sneakers all over the place. I still won't wear them.



I meant I am getting my new reading glasses when I get my big pay check. Close up reading is blurry.The screen is not to clear. I have to ctrl + all the time. My new glasses will be these cool little tinted lenzes. I can't wait :)

Would you believe that I am a tweaker magnet?

Crazy people are drawn to me. They'll wade through a crowd to tell me about their mission or whatever they're presently tweaking about.

Also, people tend to walk by me in crowds( meaning, when a line of people is moving through a large, still body of people, that line typically goes by right in front or next to me), like i'm a good frame of reference because i'm tall, or something.

You have to learn the eyes glazed over thing for the tweakeer magnet.
(thus tinted lenzes)




That's just too funny about the second thing. Maybe I'll give up my childhood wish of wanting to be tall after all.



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I love to plant flowers and dig in the dirt. I've only just learned how to cook moderatly well this year from my good buddy Shawn.

see what i mean?

haha! I knew you were going to do that.



editing to give you something I was tweaking on yesterday.


http://www.stargazersrealm.com/MAIN/...mputerhad.html


sort of a peace offering or something. Some guy geek thing.

Damn... LJ's posts are funny.

Thanks bruce and far for your input.

It was many years ago and the sting has faded. Although I do try and work on being too judgemental. As we look at the surface we may judge those around us, we never really know another until we have seen life from their eyes.

I do know what you are saying though. :)

That's interesting! I made a TV commercial with him back in the late 70's. We filmed it in the park at Oakland and he let me wear his Super Bowl ring. Biggest honkin' diamond I have ever seen. He was a really NICE person, so different from the way many people thought of the Raiders.

Would you believe I have never played a video game in my life and would not even know how to hold those control thingeys?