So, I haven’t been blogging much… well, on myspace anyway.
   I actually went forward and rebuild my site… its primarily a blog now. I went with Wordpress because well, it was in Fantastico on our server, its easy to update, easy to skin, easy to add plugins, and it’s not spammy like myspace.
   So why am I posting here? Because strangely enough, I actually have one or two people here who follow my blogging (I’m looking at you Dave, you thexy stalker boy you ;)). I figured that if they actually care enough to follow my life on here, they may want to be kept more up to date on things in my World and beyond. So, without much more rambling from me, I give you:
   http://nightstorm.isyourgod.com
   No comments on the domain, please. I’ve had it for years, and it’s bonded with me. In other words, if it bothers you that much, get over it and don’t look at the address bar on your browser. :-P?
   So, come on by, register if you want (it’s not needed in order to read the posts), and feel free to make comments, or subscribe to the blog (I post about once a week if theres something of significance to report), or just check in on it once in a while. It’s a good way to keep up with that which is “NightStorm”.
   Take care everyone, and hope to see you over on my real blog. Oh, and Dave… gotta get out of the UK some more… you’re “Localizing” and starting to type like them. *smirk*

Have you ever wondered what exactly it is you are here to do?  I mean, obviously everyone is here for some reason, although a few (off the top of my head) fail miserably at even some of the most simple of tasks and cause for the masses to request a little more chlorine in the gene pool… but have you actually laid in bed at night, in the dark when it’s really quiet, and just think about… well, why?
Then out of nowhere, the person you absolutely adore rests her (or his, for you women) head on your chest or shoulder and wraps their arm around you, letting out a relaxing sigh… and everything suddenly makes sense.  You know why you are here.  You are meant to be a pillow.  And you know what?  Its even better when you’re totally okay with that, because how hard can it be to screw up as a pillow?

I just felt like posting random crap because my myspace was becoming neglected by it’s owner lately, and needed something new.

Hope everyone reading this is doing well in whatever path life has tossed them down.  Take care. 

Now Playing/Watching: Snow Patrol “Chasing Cars”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ajy0w1XPJk8 (US Version)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BSfw-qWAJ4w (The Better Version)

So, where to start.  Gave up on Michigan, and went back to BC where all things started.  Who would have thought that while there, I would have found the one thing that I had been looking for my whole life, and that it was right there in front of me this whole time, especially through the crap I had to deal with when I was with Tara.  My anchor, grounding me to reality is now my life as well.  I just took too long to open my eyes up to see her there.
I’ve got the weekday thing happening back on Pender… drive the truck where I’m told, do deliveries when I’m told, and occasionally throw things at Don or the customers… it’s like I never left, except that the pay is a LOT better this time around.  Then, I get to spend the weekends at, what is honestly, my real home.  I mean, I sleep at the place I have on the Island (Yay for not having to live with my parents!!), but it’s empty and doesn’t feel like home to me.  But here, where I am now, is home.  There are sounds, and people, and love.  In a way, I didn’t even have that in Michigan, so it’s like coming into something new… and I love it.
So… am I happy?  Until now, I don’t think I really knew what happy was.

I just need to convince her that this split keyboard thing has GOT to go. 

Yeah, so after almost 3 weeks, I think I may have finally almost beat this damn ear infection.  I’m still deaf in my right ear, but the pain is gone, so I’m content.  Besides, it’s a great excuse to not listen to Tara (joking, Love).  Who would have ever thought that something like a small case of the flu would blow up into something that was such a pain in the ass (actually, the side of my head)?  Dustin got over whatever he had fairly quickly… we never did hear back from the Hospital about the blood work, so we’ll likely never know what kind of an infection he had… perhaps it’s better that way.  Leaves an air of mystery about the sickness, or something. We finally got Winter… only took until the middle of January for it to happen, but there’s actually snow on the ground… and it may even stay!  I was out shovelling the shit all afternoon (running back and forth between that and the house to check that the kids were not killing each other), so my back is a little sore.  Must not be used to the work. I have no idea why I’m “blogging”.  I’m not the blogging type, and I rarely even write more than my name down on any piece of paper, and most of the typing I do is more technical than “a day in the life”.  I guess I just wanted to fill in that empty space on my site.  Besides, everyone else is doing it… and before you ask, yes I probably WOULD jump off a bridge if everyone else was doing it too.  In fact, I have video footage in BC of me doing just that thing.  I haven’t quite decided yet if I was more careless when I was younger, or if I simply didn’t care what happened to me… but the kids have sort of wiped out that side of my personality.  Do I miss it?  Yeah, sometimes… but being a Dad brings about stupid responsibility feelings or some crap to that effect.
 How’s that for a tangent?  This is my brain… no drugs, just the way I normally function.  Many would be scared at this point, and fearing for the lives of billions of brain cells.
 I’ve never been very good about this whole “write what you feel” thing.  I mean, I have the thoughts, and in my brain the sentences sound just AWESOME… but then, I start to type them.  At that point, it’s like “every word for itself” and my thoughts all start to abandon ship.  What’s left is the junk that ends up here.  Don’t you feel lucky now?  I swear, if my thought process was like the Titanic, my brain would be that one guy you see near the end of the movie (you know, when the boat is going vertical in the water and they’re hanging from the rail) that falls and bounces off the propeller… nice loud bong sound, and plop… gone.

 So yeah, anyway… no more empty blog space.  If you actually took the time to read this far, you need to find a new hobby.  Fast.  Good luck, and hopefully those brain cells will eventually recover from the damage that I have caused.  No worse than the damage a month or three of binge drinking would bring about.  Luckily for you all, I likely won’t be doing this again for a good long long time.

Hey everyone. This is my first bulletin to this place, so bear with me… I’ve had a busy few days.
Most of you are on my list because, in one way are another, you are linked to the Rock Group 12 Stones… be it as family, as friends, or as fans. Well, what you should all be aware of by now, is that a tragic event took place last weekend in their hometown, and it has caused drastic events for members of the band, as well as those close to them.
Hurricane Katrina ripped through Louisiana and Mississippi, leaving hundreds of thousands of people without homes or possessions… all they have left is what they are wearing and carrying. Sadly, this is the case for one of the band members, Greg, and one of the bands (I do not say this loosely) biggest fans, Jino… most of you know him by the name ‘Bob WeadababyEatsABoy’. That’s right, these people, whose houses were miles apart (Greg on the coast in Mandeville, and Jino in New Orleans) suffer the same fate. The hurricane has destroyed what they worked hard to own, and have left them with nothing.
While I am very grateful that they are even alive, I feel that is not enough for these two, and the other 12 Stones fans who were tragically touched by this storm. So, I and a few others have gathered together what resources we have, and have put together a website and a special Paypal account for accepting messages of good will, and donations for those who have nothing. I must make it clear that the donations will NOT be going to the Red Cross, but instead will be delivered directly to those it was meant for, and all going as planned, we will have a video camera on hand to capture the moment for all to see… even those who can not be there themselves.
Anyway… what I was originally going to say wasn’t nearly as long as this, but I tend to ramble in the late hours of the night. So to the point, right?
Can you all PLEASE take just a moment to visit the site, and leave your thoughts and wishes for those who were bombarded by this Hurricane? Donations would be wonderful, but are not necessary… sometimes a kind word is enough to warm the heart. Also, if you have a moment, please refer your friends to the site so they too can share their love for the band, and show their support for the families and friends.
http://support.12stonesfans.info
Thank you for taking the several hours to read through my mindless ramble, and thank you for taking the time to look around the site. If you visit the Media Page, and like what you hear by Kevin, visit his site at http://www.theprayinghands.com and his MySpace profile at http://www.myspace.com/prayinghands and check out the rest of his material. And thanks to everyone else who has either given permission to put the content up, or taken the time to help put it all together, or just simply taken the time to look.
(And I hope this works… I’m new to Bulletins, and don’t know how the HTML works in them yet)