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Life, Love, and the Pursuit of a decent blog.

Recently, was asked to build a website for a project I was working on. Man was it fun. In the back of my mind I had always wanted to website of my own. I had a few small ones back in college but never really got anything off the ground. I have since removed myself from the previously mentioned project and am now missing the work I did on it. So I decided since I already had the domain, and already knew of a free web host from that project, I would try my hand again at making something last.
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Finally Its over!!! almost

We Finally finished moving!   I still have the grill and my bike and some other stuff at the old place but I will go get it tomorrow.  Unpacking is coming along nicely, I havent done as much as I should have in the last few days but I am just SO tired of packing and unpacking that I needed even the smallest break from it. 

Good news I am finally getting an XBOX 360. Nikki is getting me one for my birthday. I am extremely excited.  there are 3 games I am really looking forward to.  1. Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare  (I have dave’s copy for now) 2. Rainbow Six: Las Vegas 2 (My old partner Ray and I played all but the last level of the first game in one Shift)  3. Army of Two (I hear it kicks major ass) I am also looking forward to the 2 or 3 LEGO games planned to come out this year:  Batman and Indiana Jones and Believe-it-or-not LEGO: HALO. I hope to get it next week. We will see.

FYI.  anytime you are told to go to a place on Nameless Rd. know that you are going to drive for what seems like forever before you get there.  Any road called Nameless can’t be anywhere close to anything.

thats all from my world.


moving and birthdays… both oh so much fun.

ok so I havent been on here in a while.  I have been packing everything I own for the last few days. Anytime I wasn’t working or sleeping, I was packing.  Which, for those of you who have had the pleasure, can be quite depressing.  My old work partner has been crashing at our place for a few days, and he has helped quite a bit.  Moving day is tomorrow. Dave and Vicki are here to help, GOD Bless em. I owe them quite a bit.

If you have seen Nikki’s blog this week, you will hear she got her birthday present from me and is VERY happy with it. Mine is coming up in 3 weeks from today.  It seems like everybody’s Birthdays are in april or may.   I forgot to call a dear friend of mine on her birthday and feel kinda crappy about it. it was a little over a week ago on a tuesday so i really dont have an excuse. so…

AMY – Happy birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday dear AMY. Happy Birthday to you.

I feel a little better now, but not much.

well thats it from me for now… keep checking back cause I have something I want to post but I want to get it “approved” first. 


Iraq and the like…

I don’t know everyone’s views about the War in Iraq.  I don’t want to discuss political motivations or things like that.  As we all know that is not what this blog is about.  I do however want to talk about the soldiers fighting that war and one in particular.  I support all of the soldiers in our armed forces, no matter what reasons they are where they are. 

Now that that is out of the way… A close friend of mine is a 1st Lt in the Army Reserves.  She received notice that she would be deployed to Iraq.  She began preparations to leave.  I don’t know a lot of details but I know She reported to Ft. Hood on Apr 1, 2008.  She said she would be going through a basic training to get back into the swing of things and would have some leave while she was at Ft. Hood in April.  She will leave in the beginning of May to some undisclosed location in the Middle East I am assuming.  Then she will spend a year (I am told) overseas before coming home. 

I have never been close to someone when they were deployed.  Known friends of friends, or I met soldiers after they came back, or learned of someone I knew being over there, But never had someone close to me have to leave.  I don’t see her very often anymore, since we moved to Austin, but I still like to consider us close friends.  I could easily say I love her like a sister, just one I dont see very often.

She told me a while ago she was being deployed and it never really hit me.  UNTIL NOW.  The last few weeks I am finding myself upset at the fact that she is being sent over there.  Beth is a smart, beautiful person (inside and out) who works hard at whatever she does.  She has a good square head on her shoulders.  College Degree.  Etc, etc, etc.  I keep thinking about what it will be like for her to go over there, away from family, friends, everything she is used to.  Her way of life is changing drastically. 

When I try to think about what she will see and face overseas I am overwhelmed by images we see on tv everyday.  IED’s on the sides of roads, Fighting breaking out in the middle of the neighborhoods, the threats they face everyday that we don’t even know about.   Maybe I have been playing too many video games about terrorists and the like, but I can only hope and pray that she doesn’t see as much as I am afraid she will, and that she comes home safe.  In the back of my mind I worry about my family everyday. I pray my wife makes it to work safely everyday, and that while she is at daycare, the teachers remain 100% watchful of my daughter.  I pray that my grandfather’s health does not worsen, because for 88 years old I think he is doing pretty well.  I pray that my parents get to and from work safely.  I pray that my fellow medics go through each shift safely without getting sick, hurt, or worse, on every call they go to.   None of this even comes close to the worries her parents must face everyday for the next year, I would assume their biggest fear is the Army Chaplin walking to the door in uniform.  

When I spoke with Beth and told her about my feelings she said, “It’s just because you haven’t known anyone going over there before.”  Very plain and simple, calm and collected. I guess its because she has been dealing with this for a while, and has come to terms to some extent with what is happening.  She says she is excited and ready to go.

I hope she and I will be able to keep in touch while she is over there.  Maybe I can keep a page about what she is doing and how she is.  We will see. And I will keep you posted.

I really don’t have a point but to express my feelings.  I’m sure mail and care packages would be appreciated. You can email me for the mailing address. Either way those of you that read this please pass this request on.

Please pray for Beth that she and all her brothers and sisters come home safely.

Addendum:  I got a chance to talk to Beth tonight and i fell a little more at ease. She assured me she couldn’t be any safer unless she was in the states. So I feel much better. I was thinking Blackhawk Down and Three Kings (both Awesome movies by the way).  She is responsible for sending people on missions instead of going on them herself. Which in my book take a lot of balls too (I know, I know, bad example)  That doesn’t mean she doesn’t need our thoughts and prayers. I asked her to keep me posted if her men need something over there. I know this doesn’t get out to too many people but I have been proven wrong that nobody reads this thing.

A Sad Day

Those of you that know me well know that for the last 2 years I have kept a Saltwater Aquarium.  Due to the size of the apartment we are moving into we made the decision to not move the tank to the new place.  We made this decision with a heavy heart.  So on Wed, someone (calling him A) contacted me about the ad for the items.  (I am keeping the tank and all the hardware) He and I slowly dismantled the aquascape rock by rock, until just my false percula clown fish named Lambchop was left.  A had agreed to take the fish with him even though he didn’t really have the room for her.  He was taking her home so he should take her too.  The initial plan was that he would offer her to someone in the club at no profit to him.  By 2pm on wed my tank was empty of everything but the water.  I checked the post I had placed on the ARC forum, and someone was asking about my clown that was in need of a loving home.  I am glad to announce, A placed Lambchop into his tank and she immediately took to the male clown already living there.

Actually the clown paired up with mine as soon as I put him in the tank. Thanks a lot Rob, they are a really cool pair. Your Clown is teaching mine how to go and be cleaned by the fire shrimp and they are having a lot of fun. I pair of clowns are a lot cooler than just one, very different behavior. I just need to get my new tank up and running because of the big bio-load I added.

So I am glad to hear that Lambchop is happy in her new home and that she even has a new Boyfriend. I will post some pictures of her and her BF once I get some. 

yes I am a Ghostbuster, and Emmitt Smith is my partner.

So we got approved for our apt, Whoop!! Apr 5 is move day. I have to say I feel like I haven’t packed anything. I packed up everything hanging on the walls and all the knick-knacks around the house save 1 or 2. Next is the upstairs TV stuff, then the bar and etc. I realize that I have a lot left to do but I have to figure out what we are going to need for the next month.

Anyone that wants to help is more than welcome… now don’t all raise your hands at the same time…

as for the rest of yesterday I got DAMN lucky.  only one call was outside, and it was during the nicer part. Yeah it was cold, but it wasn’t raining and we were really close to St David’s.  This was a funny call too.  We get there and realize it’s a bunch of BS.  The 2 officers were FTO’s so they had the cadets doing everything holding the guy up (he chugged what was left of his MAD DOG as they walked up…wouldn’t want to waste it) etc.  Well the pt kept saying to the one black officer “Hey it’s great to see you [while holding out his hand] I haven’t seen you in a long time.” The officer was polite but after the 3rd time the officer said to the pt, “Who do you think I am?”  The Pt replied “Emmitt Smith”

Unfortunately the rule here is if the pt cannot walk under his own power the jail nurse will not let them stay and have them sent to the hospital….  I know I know, that’s what drunk tanks are for right???  I tried and tried to get him to walk without assistance but to no avail. Every time we let go of him he began to fall.  I load him up in the truck sat him in the drunk seat. He proceeded to refuse to put his seatbelt on. Finally I told him we weren’t going anywhere until he buckled up.

He said “why do you care?”

Me: “It’s my job”

Him: “So what do you do for a living?”

Me: “look around what do you think I do for a living?”

Him: “Are you a Ghostbuster?”

A little about me. part 2

 I started Paramedic school the Fall of 2003. It was 13 month program, but that doesn’t count the year I took off in the middle so that we could get married and enjoy our first year together.  I began Working at an Emergency Room in downtown Ft. Worth while I was in school. Man do I have some stories from there. I worked there for 3 years.  My Grandmother passed away 3 weeks before we were to get hitched.  That unfortunately gave me a reason to buy a suit to wear on our cruise.  We enjoyed our first year. We were living in Grapevine, TX. On a side note AWESOME place to live. The historic downtown was quaint and close by good restaurants.  Esparza’s go there is you get the chance. I don’t know what street it’s on but ask anyone from there they can tell you.


So after I finished Medic school and simultaneously got my lovely wife pregnant (no she was no accident), I began job hunting. I was reluctant to move out of the DFW metroplex but I don’t think I was going to be happy working as a medic up there.  So in my asking around some FF from some department in the area said “have you looked at Austin, I hear they are hiring.”  I got on the web and applied almost the same day.   Sure enough they would wait until we are in the delivery room at the hospital to call and offer me the job. The conversation went like this:

Michelle: Hi Rob, this is Michelle calling from Austin Travis County EMS.

Me: Oh hi.

Michelle: Is this a good time for you?

Me: Not really, Why?

Michelle: Well is there a better time I can call back.

Me: No not for a while. Can this be quick?

Michelle: well I guess so, I was calling about your application. It has been through all of the review and approval processes and we would like to offer you a paramedic position with us.

Me (delirious at this point): I’ll take it, but can I call you back? I’m in the delivery room with my wife, and she is about to start pushing.

Michelle (very confused): oh… oh, OOOHHHHH, Congratulations, you are having a baby today?

Me: well I’m not. My wife is.

Michelle: Ok well you got the job. Call us back after things settle down.

The rest of the conversation is trivial and I really don’t remember much of it. Oh the important stuff:

Skyler Kaitlyn

Born: Sept 6, 2006

Weight: 8 lbs 2.4 oz

Length: 20 inches


We moved to Austin in October when I began work. I cannot tell you how much I enjoyed quitting my job at the ER. While the excitement was high the morale was low and it eventually became a chore to go to work.  I am still working for ATCEMS. I work night on the weekends for the last year and will until October.  Well as I mentioned before, we are looking to move and that the latest from our side of the world.

            To those of you who read about my life story and have gotten this far I owe you a beer. If you began to read and didn’t get this far, wait what am I saying you stopped reading at “I grew up in…”  Well thanks for listening. This blog is a test for me. I would like to keep up with it, and I am promising myself I will because this is something I have been wanting to do and finally ran out of excuses.  So good luck to me and thanks to you.


A little about me

So for those of you that don’t know me that well, all 2 of you. I’m 28, married to a beautiful, model material brunette. We have a 1.5 year old Drama Queen. She is cuter than anything out there… and she knows it too. We live in Buda, TX right now but are looking for an apt in south austin to save some money. I am a paramedic for the City of Austin. I will be sharing shift stories on here when they come up.

I grew up in Arlington, TX. I think I had a reasonably good childhood, yeah everyone can complain about something but i have to say I think my parents did a pretty good job raising the hellions that were/are my brother and I. Hell, if they had changed one thing I might not be the person I am today. It’s a crapshoot so I think I will keep things just the way they are. I just hope I can be as good of a father to Skyler as my father was to me. Yeah I probably don’t say it enough but my parents did a pretty good job with what we had and I love em for it.

I grediated gradiated greduated finished high school in 1998, and started college at Texas A&M shortly thereafter. I spent the first 3 years pretending to design things that looked cool and drinking heavily. Then I changed my major to something that suits me better, Outdoor Education… oh wait, no, I forgot my GPA wasn’t high enough so I ended up being the only Junior and eventually Senior in general studies. I changed it again when I couldn’t get in and was told to shit or get off the pot.

Nikki and I began dating fall of my Junior year. I owe who I am today, in part, to her. See I got my EMT cert the summer of 2000 (the summer after Aggie Bonfire fell and killed 12 of my aggie brothers and sisters. It wasn’t until 2003 when Nikki said to me “If you like doing that stuff so much why don’t you become a paramedic and make some money doing it?” So I did.

Our new home (almost)

Because our plans for the future include vacations, big expensive toys (for me), and nice lavish clothes (for her), we are going to need some money, greenbacks, cash, dinero, clams, you get the idea. Since the lottery hasn’t worked out so far we are going to try getting that money the old fashioned way; putting it in the bank. So we have developed a plan.

Our plans for becoming rich:

1: Move out of this house and into a smaller apt.

2: Take the money we save and NOT spend it.

3: Watch the savings add up until we have so much we don’t know what to do with it all.

4: Swim in a sea of $100 bills.

yeah that last part is just for kicks it was not born out of necessity.

So the apt hunt began.  I have looked at some nice places and some not so nice places. Can you believe the rates they get away with charging people these days. I saw a 2/2 apartment 1600-ish sq. ft. for almost $2000/month. Who can’t buy a house with that kind of money.

I think we finally settled on the right complex and turns out there was an add on CL for one with a garage in our price range in that complex. So we will see how soon we could get into it.

More on our search later…