Ex Girlfriends and Honda Cars 2 (blog post 4)

Taryn. What kind of a name is Taryn? If anything it is an interesting name. Taryn. That was her name or is her name rather. I met her in a coffee shop; she was working, I was loitering. Took her home to my mom's house where I was living at the time, and we slept, only slept, together for the first time. I remember my mom coming home from work the next morning and finding her curled up next to me underneath the blanket, my mom never said anything about it. From that point on we were inseparable. She'd go to work at the coffee shop early in the morning and I'd wait for her to get off and come to me. We did nothing more than sleep together, not just sleep. She was sweet and cuddly and had a thing for fast food and Marijuana. We would "sleep", and cuddle and then go off to get fast food somewhere and come home and watch a movie or two. That was our routine, day in and day out. This went on for about 8 months. Then the end came, abruptly. I think I caught her in a lie about her being out with another guy and I bailed. I ended up in Seattle. She stayed in Benicia, where she will always stay. Then one day out of nowhere I get this friend request from "Taryn." Needless to say I added her and to this day we stay in touch but don't sleep together anymore. Just hello's, good byes and hugs in between.

The Adventures of Stanley the Turtle 2 (blog post 3)

Today I woke up and I wasn't sure if was still dreaming or not. My shell feels sore. I don't remember much of the night before, just that I watched a triple feature at a friends house and didn't go to sleep until at least 3am and had to be up at 9. I should probably go surfing today but I can't find my board. I've fallen off my daily routine of eating healthy and exercising. I've smoked about 3 cigarettes today and they make me feel like hell. I don't even know why I smoke so much; I've forgotten all the reasons. It sucks having to sit here in this library and use the computer. I really wish my lap top didn't get stolen last summer, because then I could be typing this up while sipping on a latte at a coffee shop somewhere. Don't really have much to say, just that I hope my shell feels better soon, and I find my board. Till next time, this is Stanley the Turtle signing off.

Ex Girlfriends and Honda Cars (blog post 6)

Marie was 18 when I met her, brunette, light skinned, with a body that wouldn't quit. I worked with her and her older brother Paul at place that rented out jump houses and carnival-like games. Marie was slightly dorky but was honest and beautiful. She was damn good at the violin. She moved in shortly after I met her and we lived together for three or so years. We had plans on someday getting married and of moving to Vegas so that I could be with my son. Those plans never worked out, largely because I fell in love with someone else. It broke Marie's heart but I was too self-centered and selfish to notice. Flash forward ten years later. Marie sees me on the news and emails me out of the blue. It took a little prodding but I found out that Marie is now married and has a daughter of her own. She still plays the violin. Now she is some sort of paralegal and has a fancy car to show for it. We talk like old friends who never missed a beat. Marie was one of those great ones of whom I let get away. Still, it's nice to be in touch with her again.

Ex Girlfriends and Honda Cars 4 (blog post 5)

I met Sierra through my sister Aimee. She needed a place to stay and I had room at my house. It turned out that Sierra liked to go to the beach and have long walks on it like I did.  Sierra never got jealous of Tina, whom I'd been living with at the time. I think that maybe Tina got a little jealous of Sierra because of all the attention I would give her. I had to coax Sierra into cuddling with me, I think, but it didn't take much at all. When I would leave the house to go to school and Sierra would be there by herself she'd cry, often loudly, that sometimes the nieghbors would hear. I started leaving the radio on to soothe her while she was alone and I think the sound of voices did just that. Though not neccesarily a big girl Sierra loved to eat, and she was very against wasting food.  Sierra liked to kiss, but her breath smelled really bad. Sierra loved to dance and sing.

The adventures of Stanley the Turtle

After a long day of riding waves in Central California, needless to say I am tired. But I'm not worn out completely. I met a girl while I was out at a break. I forget her name now but still she was special. You would think that girls would be turned off by my appearance, me being a turtle and all. But they don't really, at least I can't tell if they do or not. I think i'll pack up the shell and head south and see what I can get into. Maybe i'll find some good waves to ride, maybe i'll meet some good people to share some moments with. Who knows? Well, that's all I have for you today. Stanley the turtle is out.

Ex Girlfriends and Honda Cars

Dare I say her name? When I do or rather when I did I used to get this awful sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Well, they say that time heals all wounds and I do find truth in this theory. Now I can say her name and be fine with it. Lindsay. There are still times when I'll hear someone say the name or i'll see it in print like when I'm standing in line at Safeway and I see an article in some gossip magazine about Lindsay Lohan or something. The name conjures up images and memories of what she once was to me, and of course how I messed everything up. I think to myself quite often that if I still had her I'd be a much happier camper than I am now. Or maybe I'm just lonely. Still, I'm waiting for time to heal the wounds, and I'd rather not say or hear the name at all.

blog post 1 blog reviews

The first blog that I found is called "Surfing, Surf Art & Culture Blog." It gives a brief description of what the blog is about. It looks mainly to be a blog that promotes certain artists and others in the surf industry. It only has a paragraph of actual blog, then it has attached media such as pictures or video.

The second bog that I found interesting is called "Single Mom Seeking." It is about love, parenting, family and dating. I like how the author writes as if they are talking, or rather she writes like she talks. It seems to be a very personal blog. I like how it is formatted and will probably attempt to emulate it when writing my own blogs.

The third blog that I found is called "Commuter Chronicles." Just as the name suggests it is a site with different authors writing about their commute or what inspires them on their commute. I wouldn't be surprised if the authors actually wrote these en route on their commutes. I read through a few of them and they all are written tastefully and  are very good reads.