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Name: Joe Country: United States State: Ohio Metro: Dayton Birthday: 6/11/1980 Gender: Male
Interests: Bass Guitar, Guitar, Lap Steel Guitar, Listening to Music (Blues, Jazz, Hip Hop, Rap, Soul, Funk, & Rock... some Polka) Expertise: Making Kool-Aid - Seinfeld - Burritos - Polydactyly - Car Cleanliness - Cereal/Milk
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Member Since:
9/29/2005
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| Words of Martin Luther King Jr "Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter." "In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends." "Returning violence for violence multiplies violence, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars... Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that." "I submit to you that if a man hasn't discovered something he will die for, he isn't fit to live." "The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy." "Nothing in all the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity." "We must learn to live together as brothers or perish together as fools" | | |
| Rufus recently hit a milestone... 6 months old and (*almost) completely potty-trained.


*On tuesday June 20. 2006, Rufus relapsed to his immature childish ways and peed on the floor three times in one day. He received disciplinary action, and has been acting properly ever since.
Congratulations to Rufus the Wonder Boy! | | |
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Last night, Carol and I went to see Jerry Seinfeld at the Schuster Center. HEE-larious. He kept us laughing for nearly an hour and a half. Thanks, Curl, for an excellent birthday gift! | | |
| In light of all the recent talk about guns in my small circle of friends, I've decided to look to one of my favorite comic strips (The Boondocks) for wisdom:



Quite the Minstry of Love we're creating.... (see George Orwell) | | |
| Random things:
- Today was an awkward day, much like the spelling of the word 'awkward.' Nothing spoken came out properly, I looked at a number of people thinking "I know you... think I'll say hi" only to realize I did not know them and that i was staring blankly at them, I also tripped a couple times...
- I realized while walking Rufus the Wonder Boy yesterday that everyone I come in contact with seems to be a Master of All Trades, rendering me (Jack) obsolete. I don't like this. A woman approached me making small talk about dogs and asking what type of training we are doing with Rufus... to which I replied "uh... what?" She proceeded to explain the numerous types of training you should be considering with a young puppy. She preferred the "clicker method" and seemed to be an expert on puppy-rearing. We thought it was ok to smack him when he does bad an say "good boy" and give him a treat when he does good. Rufus has his first therapy session tomorrow. We hope he's not too far gone.
- This doesn't just go for puppy-rearing. Lately it seems like everyone is an expert on and has a rock-solid opinion formed on every subject that comes up, whether music, sports, politics, religion or whatever. I on the other had, am a simple country boy, some might say a cock-eyed optimist... I don't know much about anything and feel silly trying to act like an expert on anything. Are you all just faking? Or do you really know everything about everything?
- Carol and I went to the park last saturday and stopped to watch the (just guessing) 4-year old soccer league. Quite possibly the best entertainment I've seen in a long time. Random 4-year old soccer league facts/things overheard:
- Soccer is to be played with 3 soccer balls at once
- Coaches (who remain on the field to help the kids find the soccer balls) also double as medics, therapists and encouragers
- Goals only count if someone notices, and the only people who care are the parents
- As the ball was put into play one member of team blue shouted: "BRING IT ON YOU OLD LADIES!!!!"
- Also overheard "The ball went off limits!!! Coach, Off Limits!!!"
- We're going back every saturday
- Joel, I promise I won't wait another 2 months to post again... but seriously, you need to worry less about my posts and more about your groupings and accuracy.
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