Monday, April 30, 2007

A-Z Questions.

I was tagged by Shari! I didn't even know it because I had been a little distracted and haven't really done any blogging of any kind. I got a lot of things to write about, but no motivation.

A- Available or Single?

Single (don't wanna be)
B- Best Friend.
Miss her
C- Chocolate cake or chocolate pie?
Cake (Wonder what Chocolate pie taste like!)
D- Dress up or casual? (your typical attire)
Casual, You'd only catch me in Dress clothes at an interview, wedding or my funeral.
E- Essential Item.
My playstations 2 and 3.
F- Favorite Color.
I typed with it! Oh and red.
G- Gummi Bears or Worms.
Worms, but I can't eat them right now. (sigh)
H- Hobbies
blogging, reading, gaming, gaming and more gaming, listening to music. I would like to start riding a bicycle again.
I- Indulgence
J- January or February
January, because it's warmer. LMAO February can be bone-chilling.
K- Kids
I hope someday that the answer to my prayer is yes.
L- Life is incomplete without…
purpose, and finding that special someone

M- Money or Love (unlimited)choose only one.
Definitely Love! Money doesn't last, but I believe even through death my love will still be there.
N- Night Owl or Morning Person
Night Owl-i'm Zombie Charles in the morning.
O- Oranges or Apples?
P- Phobias/Fears.
Heights, and large crowds
Q-Quote personally from you.
I don't have a personal quote. You can quote me on that.
R- Rock Star or Actor (which would you be?)
Actor, well a voice actor anyways.

S- Share something you've learned recently
I learned that I think differently from other people. I see things differently from the majority and for that I am on the outside looking in. It's alright though, sometimes it can be like watching a movie.
T- Tag Three People.
They won't do this but. Ari, Omar, and Chelle.
U- Unknown or little known fact about you.
My right ear is slightly deformed. No one wouldn't notice it unless I mention it.
V– Vegetarian or Oppressor of Animals.
Oppressor! Animal flesh...Yummy
W- Worst habit/habits.
I pick my bottom lip when I become worried about things. Sometimes until it bleeds.
I don't play tic tac toe anymore.
Y- Your "first love" ...what was their name?
Pon, but she didn't feel the same way as I did.
Z- Zodiac sign
The Twins!

Monday, April 23, 2007

Something That Reminds Me of You

I have been blogging for a little over two years now, and I feel that I have gotten to know some people through their blogs. Some are still here while others have either left or are basically on there way out and haven't come to terms with it yet. Either way I still think about them, and how some of there posts have impacted my life and a memorable way. Hey whether you are here or not, or whether or not you still read me I still read you, and for some reason, sometimes I find that I see things that remind me of certain bloggers and there blogs.

See if you can figure these three pictures out before you click them to find out who they remind me of whenever I see them.

When I first saw this first one, I instantly came up with the idea for this post.

Did I mention that I have been planning to do this for months. I had been itching to scratch this instant lottery ticket.

Saw this one on the way to work almost everyday that I walked on the particular route that it's on to get to work. I smiled every time that I saw it, and thought to myself, "That's so Wrong" (LOL).

If you knew the next bloggers screen-name than you'd know why the next item always reminds me of him. LMAO

This is actually margarine and not butter, but it still has the same effect.

Those are some of a few things that remind me of bloggers out there. There is more though.

If I turn on a TV and Star Trek is on, the first person that come to mind is Deslily. She knew Deforest Kelly, which is SO cool. I never pictured him as any other character other Than Doctor McCoy. I stood corrected when I read one of her blog posts about other films and TV shows that he did.

When I watch a cooking show like Rachel Ray, I think of Chris. The way he talks about the foods he cook makes me hungry and makes me wish that I could teleport to his house when he has a barbecue.

When I look at my yard I think about Chelle, because our yard is in bad condition, and whenever I hear about how she is going to hook hers up and what not, it makes me wish that I could make a garden or that I could walk into my back yard and see deer or exotic birds that we don't have here where I live.

All of you have something special or a gift or a talent, or even a blessing that I wish I could have at least fraction of.

For the record, I finally scratched the bedazzled ticket. I lost! Better luck next time.

Hey if you don't have any inspiration for a blog post, why not give this a shot.


Thursday, April 19, 2007

Thursday Thirteen

I haven't did a T-13 in a long, long while so I thought it would be fun to do one again

Here We Go!

Thirteen Questions I am tired of hearing at work!

1. Do you have a bathroom? Yes and before you ask me where it is let me just stab my pen into my brain, in the direction you should go.

2. Are you open? If I wasn't, then why am I standing here.

3. Is tonight the Mega Millions or the Lotto? For the last time, Mega is on Tuesdays and Fridays, and the New York State Lottery is on Wednesdays and Saturdays. How many times have I told you JEESH!

4. Where are the shopping carts? You just came from outside right???

5. What time is your Citizen's Bank open 'til? First off, it's not my bank and second, if you are a member shouldn't you know already?

6. What time does your bottle return area close? HELLO, it's at the desk? What time does the desk close?

7. What time do you stop doing Western Union? Read number six!

8. How do I get to your store? Do I look like a map?

9. (question I have to ask) Good morning/afternoon/evening Thank you for calling _______ This is Charles speaking, how may I help you?

10. Do you sell Darien Lake tickets? NO haven't in years.

11. Do you sell Kegs? Get your drink on somewhere else!

12. (during a holiday week) What time does your store close? 6O'clock 6O'clock 6O'clock 6O'clock 6O'clock 9 O'clock 9 O'clock 9 O'clock 9 O'clock 9 O'clock. Sometimes during the holidays when we are open regular hours and I get asked that question. When I tell them we are open our regular hours they ask, "what time is that"? grrr

13. Can I get a roll of quarters from you? When I tell them no that I don't have it, they get mad, and throw a tantrum. Once I really said what I felt. "We are not a bank sir"! I felt so much better afterwards.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

Wishing for happier Z's

I just had what I would consider the worst nightmare this year. It doesn't make much sense so bear with me.

I'm walking through what appears to be a hallway in "school" (at least that's what I think it is), when all of a sudden I see a crowd of people. In this crowd I see a guy punch someone. It turns out to be a young woman, one who I used to know at work. I used to work with the guy too. All of a sudden the crowd gets pissed at him, and he picks her up, and walks away with her. I can visually see her crying. What happens next is even more weird. I continue to walk the hallway when I come across my brother, but not my brother. He says hi to me and I say hi back, all the while his face keeps changing, between his and someone else's. Then we part ways and I am heading downstairs via some escalators, but before that, I come to a strange coin. It's not perfectly round. Its more like an oval shape. I noticed that it had a picture of what I think was a woman on it, but I wasn't to sure. It turns out I wasn't the only one who noticed, because someone else walks up to me and asks me if they can see it. I let the person hold while they are taking a look at it. The next thing I know, he throws it to the floor. I pick it up and head outside.

Miraculously (poof), I'm outside with all of my other "classmates" standing on a huge mound of snow. Most of us are on it, but some were standing in snow on the ground. I noticed that the the young woman and the guy who punched her were smiling to each other. I also noticed that across from us there was another large mound of snow covering a building and a street sign. (I know so far this isn't it comes.)

All of a sudden things start to change. You know those jet planes that you see millionaire's have in the movies? Well I see one of those fly by us, and as it does the scenery changes. It goes from winter to Springtime at night. All of a sudden all of us are standing in front of a house, and down the street at a corner things are about to change big time. There was a house, probably as big as ours. I don't exactly remember the color, but I do remember seeing the wires branching off into another direction toward a pole and some nearby trees. The house was at a corner, at the end of our street on the left side. If it had an address it would have been listed as the other streets name.

We could see the back of the house, but not before the jet plane crashed into it. I stood there for a few seconds in disbelief. Then I decided to run towards the house. I grabbed my cellphone in panic and dialed 911. I don't even think I told them where all of this happened. I also noticed other people looking out of the windows to see what was going on. When I got there I noticed one person looking out of a broken window who look like she should have been dead. No one in the top half of the house should have survive. When the others and I got to the front of the house we saw some little children sitting out on the porch crying. I told the others to take them back to the house while we try and check for survivors. Then I woke up.

It seemed so real and so scary, but now that I'm awake thinking about, It seemed that the house should have been obliterated by the high octane fuel when the plane crashed into it. I didn't even notice any debris, and the flames weren't as bad as they should have been. Still thought it was very scary. I think next time I won't experiment with my routine before bed. One thing is for sure, I have been welcomed to insomnia land with open arms. It's 4 in the morning, and I have to start walking to work at 6am. I think I am going to sleep when I get home from work. During the daylight!

Friday, April 13, 2007

Bring Back The Cords

The mouse connected to my PC is in its last days. So last month on March 23rd, I decided that I needed a new one. I went to my favorite store (Best Buy) to buy one and Photoshop Elements 5.0 as well. When I got to the section an Employee came over and asked me if their was any particular type of mouse that I was looking for. I told him not really, and then he started point out different types of mouses their were. Most of the ones he pointed out were Cordless.

I like the idea of living comfortably, but I don't need everything in my life made easy. Especially if it will cost me, and I'm not talking about the price of the mouse either. If I buy a cordless mouse, that means it would require me to plug it in somewhere to charge it. That means another spot on my Surge protector that I do NOT have.
  • Cable Modem
  • Speakers
  • Monitor
  • Computer
  • Printer/fax
  • Lamp
Besides, that would mean I'd have to waste more electricity when I could just plug one with a cord into the back of my computer. So finally I tell him that I don't want a cordless mouse. He tells me okay and he points to the three (Yes THREE) standard mouses on there shelves. None of them really matched the color scheme of my PC so I sat there trying to see if I could find any other "mice" cords on the shelves.

What happened next was hinted on my April 9th, 2007 post. I'm kinda used to that, but to actually hear the guy who "helped" me whispering that he was watching me, was upsetting. But that is not what this post is about.

Finally I just picked one because of the conversation that I heard, and took my stuff to the front to pay and leave.

My point is everything is going cordless. We have our phones, we have our remotes, we have our car starters, we have our video game controllers (i'm gonna take a look around the house), hand-held video game systems, Cell-phones, MP3's, speakers, headphones, and headsets. I probably didn't even cover everything, and these alone can make your electric company happy.

I think I can only go so far into the 21st century. I'm happy not being up to date with with all of these technological Marvels. Save some money in the process too.

Hey Corporate America, Everyone in the World isn't rich. Bring back the cords!

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

I'm Not Open...Now, There Their It's Alright

I've always realized that the English language had words that are pronounced the same way, but with different meanings.


are-our (kind of)






I admit that the words "are" and "our" throw me off once and awhile, but the two words that always seem to get me ARE "there" and "their". They always catch me in THEIR web of similarities. I bet if you look back in all of my post I used the context of those to words in the wrong way. I'm probably using it the wrong way now. Lately I have been trying very hard to use those two deceptive words the way they are (they're LOL) supposed to be used. I never realized something so silly could be so hard. I didn't care I would just put up any THERE OR THEIR up like an Osbourne would say a swearword. Was I trying to make a point??? Probably not, but I challenge any of you who don't have A degree in the English language to write a post using THERE or THEIR the right way. Before you do, check all of your previous posts.

There-Referring to a place that has already been mentioned.
Their-Belonging to them or belonging to a thing.

Last night after I had closed, I had a woman who came up and asked if I was closed. She came up earlier to cash in some lottery tickets, and THERE weren't any close signs up. The second time around the signs were up, and I was in the office counting out. I didn't have one sign, not two signs-I had three close signs on the counter top of our desk. I wasn't even out on the floor. I was in the office counting out. Am I closed?


Obviously, yet she kept asking if I was closed. She was short, but not short enough that she couldn't see the signs. I was back in the office trying to decide whether or not to step out onto the desk and tell her that I was closed. As usual though, I was analyzing the possibility that she was smarter than I gave her credit for. She could have either:

1. Been blind as a bat.

2. Dumb as a doorknob

Or three, trying to lure me from the office to ask me to cash her ticket. So I decided that I would stay back THERE and yell to her that I was closed, but for some reason she didn't hear me.

Must have been 4-Deaf as a squid. Finally she walked away and asked someone else, and boy was I relieved.

Monday, April 09, 2007

This may seem like a video game post

Last Friday, I was supposed to go and visit an acquaintance but I couldn't, because my youngest sister was ill. My mother asked me to stay home and check up on her from time to time. So I agreed, but I told her that I would leave for a little bit and go to a mall to pick up a DVD that I wanted and a game.

When I got to the GameStop at the mall. I asked the clerk if he had Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion. He said yes, and got it for me. All while this was happening I noticed his cheerful demeanor had changed. It looked as though he wished that he wasn't there anymore. I was curious, I thought it was something I said, or had done (Did I put deodorant on this morning). I know I did, so it must have been something else. Then I notice him gulp some air and finally he said, "We have to ask for ID now when ever someone buys certain video games".

He then told me that it had something to do with Senator Hillary Clinton wanting to make a law requiring video game stores to proof people that look too young to purchase video games rated Teen or Mature. He said that their store started enforcing the policy so they could get ready when and if it became law. I laughed at him and asked him in a nice way if I looked under thirty. I gave him my ID and said, "sure no problem, I understand, because I proof people at my job". I didn't even know the game had a Mature rating. I discovered after I purchased the game it was because it has beer in it as one of its drinks, and it has some sexual references. I had already knew about the blood and gore.

I thought to myself, what made him nervous about asking me for ID. I know there are some bad apples out there who get upset when you ask for ID, but not when it comes to a video game. This only seems to happen mostly when someone is aching for cigarettes or alcohol. I admit I did feel a little hurt, but not by the question. I felt hurt by his reaction. I kind of felt like he had a bad experience with another African American, and it was stereotyped onto me. He seemed like a nice guy and all, but his reaction made me a little nervous. I was thinking about not going back there, but then I realized that I have gotten the same reaction just about everywhere that I have been (followed or awkward looks as if I don't belong there). Besides, he managed to get me to reserve a copy of the next .Hack game that I have been waiting forever for.

Saturday, April 07, 2007

Anyone remember last year's story meme???

Last year at the end of April I did a Meme (a what? Hope I didn't scare anyone). I began a story, I set up the story, and when I got to a point where I felt I could let someone else continue, I tagged them. I got a few people interested, but it never got finished. So I have decided that I will begin it again and finish it. I didn't want to leave in limbo, and I don't have much to write about now anyways, so I guess I could do this. I'm no storyteller, and I never wrote one before, but I will give it a shot!

Monday, April 02, 2007

Three Months Down

December 27th, 2006, I decided that I wouldn't eat certain foods for a whole year, and while I did fail at preventing myself from eating one of the types of foods listed, I'm still continuing on with the ones I haven't given into.

The whole purpose of this ordeal was because of high cholesterol and lack of energy, self-esteem, and because I'm not in shape. Also because all of those sweets that I have been eating will eventually catch up to me, and I don't think that I would like the consequences of that.

It has been a rough three months. At first I was dying for my Little Debbie Snacks, but then eventually that craving went away. I actually walked by a display at work, and thought to myself, "eh...Not interested". So I'd like to think that I am doing pretty well. I haven't been to a McDonald's, Burger King, or a Wendy's since either. Hopefully I can keep it that way too.

I can't deny that there have been cravings. In fact, last week I had a dream that I was eating a tub of sugar cookies that I used to buy at work. I could taste them in my sleep, and I didn't have a care in the world. It was as if I was in some other Charles' body in some other dimension eating a big bowl of cookies and loving it. Cookie Monster had nothing on me in that dream, and when I woke up I wanted to strangle that dream. I felt as if my sub-conscience is in a battle with my will power for control of my eating habits. What I want to know is, who has dreams about eating??? First time that I recall ever having a dream like that.

However I did do one thing that I have mixed feelings about. I drunk and energy drink from Mountain Dew. I kind of feel bad for doing it, but at the same time I don't. Doesn't make sense right!!! Well Last Sunday (not this past one, but the one before) I was so tired, because I didn't get any sleep the two nights before. I came to work exhausted, and as we all know fatigue isn't a valid reason to call in. So the whole time I'm at work I am standing there, and the only thing keeping me from falling over is whatever it is that I am leaning on. I only used what energy I had to stand on my own when I was helping a customer. I had to constantly, and consciously will my eyes to stay open. In fact I think I dozed off in front of my register for about 10 seconds.

After that I decided that I needed an energy boost. My coworker suggested that I try Mountain Dew's MDX. She said she took it and the next thing she new she was wide awake. So I decided that I had no choice. I took a few sips of it and ten minutes later I was bouncing off of the walls. She was right, that stuff did wake me up, and that is why I have mixed feelings about drinking it. I didn't drink it all, only 10 sips (if that).

All of this makes me wonder what I will do on December 28th 2007. (yeah I'm optimistic)