Boys Behaving Badly

Yet another young NASCAR driver gets himself busted doing something he shouldn't. This time, the driver is Martin Truex Jr., and his offense is public urination. Specifically, he was busted peeing on the side of his car in a parking garage. A little gross, but not really much of a news story. After all, what guy hasn't peed on something that he shouldn't have. His car, his neighbor's house, whatever happens to be four stories down from the window of his dorm room, whatever.

On the other hand, his excuse is just pitiful.

"We had a few drinks, I was not intoxicated and we had a designated driver," Truex said.

Really? Not intoxicated? You exhibit this sort of behavior while relatively sober? To me, that actually sounds worse than admitting that maybe, just maybe your judgment was diminished by having a touch too much to drink...

They're Makin' a Left Turn!!

Well, it is only another 30 days until another NASCAR season starts! I am thinking that this year, I need to get me some JPM gear, and maybe a Toyota hat or two. Support the foreign driver, and the foreign car maker. Should be a good way to piss off the ignorant, union brainwashed masses that (unfortunately) make up too large a segment of the NASCAR fan base.

I love the sport, but a lot of the other fans just drive me nuts.

Miss Milwaukee Wants Your Blood...

It is sort of odd seeing one of your co-workers on the cover of a magazine, even if it is just some local freebie mag that basically promotes the local area.

The funny thing is, he said when he modeled for this, the photographer had him come up to her apartment and actually get in her fridge. I figured that was just photoshopped, since parts of it obviously are, but he says it was actually taken with him physically in her fridge like that.

Right under him on the cover (right next to the word "FREE"), it says "Miss Milwaukee Wants Your Blood". Damn, Jacob, you're one hair Miss Milwaukee...

Holy Hill Vandals Sentenced...

About 7 months ago, I wrote an post about two self-centered bung-holes who vandalized Holy Hill. In that post, I pointed out that this is exactly the type of monsters you get when society overly coddles people. That is, when society is too worried about a person's "self-esteem" and "feelings" rather then treating them the way that they deserve according to their actions and achievements (or lack thereof). These two finally got their sentences.

I think Tyler Groth got off a bit light. On the other hand, I was happy to see that David Groth received the maximum allowable sentence for this conviction. I still think the punishment is a tad light, especially considering what kind of a person he is, but at least he got all that the law will allow. And speaking of type type of person David Groth is, it is not hard to imagine why he is the way that he is when you hear his mom's reaction to the whole thing:

"David is basically a good kid who made some bad decisions and is rebellious. He's not very mature for his age," Donna Groth told Faragher.

Talk about coddling. David is not "basically a good kid". David is a self-centered, evil monster of a kid who thinks nothing of the value of other people and their belongings. Mrs. Groth should pay more attention to the judge, who notes:

Unlike Tyler Groth, who has no previous criminal record, David Groth has "a big record for a little guy," said Washington County Circuit Judge Patrick J. Faragher.

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Faragher noted that David Groth had been in trouble several times before with juvenile court, giving him "an amazing record" of criminal activity.

Gee, I wonder why...

All Mixed Up

There once was a man who was a friend of my dad's. We'll call him "Mr. B". They worked at the same company for many years. He was much more than just a friend of my dad's, though. I'll explain.

He had a son named who we will call "R". "R" is a year or two older than I am. We used to play together as kids at company outings, or when our families would get together. We also were in boy scouts together. "Mr. B" was active in the troop as an adult leader. He was a kind and (usually) patient teacher who cared about us kids and taught us plenty on scouting trips and camp-outs. Personally, I learned a lot from him.

He also had a daughter who we will call "D". "D" is a year or two younger than me. We were also close. We also used to hang out a lot at company outings. When I got older, I remember that "D" was the first girl I ever had "feelings" for. She was my first school-aged crush, I guess you could say. I would ride my bike over to their house. I said I was going to hang out with "R", but really, I was going there more to spend time with "D". I can't recall if the crush was reciprocal or not, and at this point, it doesn't really matter. We remained friends even after this whole "school-aged crush" thing turned out to be nothing more than that.

Over the years, however, I drifted apart from "R" & "D". "R" & "D" were in a different school district than I was, and as we got older, we all started hanging out with different people. We never really stopped being friends, but rather just drifted apart and lost touch. That changed, though, this past week.

"Mr. B" died on Monday, January 1st. He was only in his early 60's. The visitation was on Friday, and the funeral was on Saturday. I was very happy to see "R" & "D" again. That joy, however, was mixed with extreme sorrow for the circumstances under which we were meeting. Emotionally, I have had a very confusing week.