Remember the guy, Joseph Edward Duncan III, who kidnapped the little girl and the little boy after he killed their family?
Rememember the news said he was keeping a blog?
Well, I found his blog and it’s right HERE

I was sitting in slow moving traffic yesterday and I caught a glimpse of an old girlfriend in a car going the other the other way. I made a call to a mutual friend and found out that yes, she was indeed back on the island and had been here for about 3 months. I told our friend to tell her I was asking about her and I wanted to call and to tell her to call me if she wanted.

When we were “quitting seeing each other”, whenever I asked her out or asked to spend any kind of time with her, she would refuse, saying I didn’t want to see her. Even then I was saying WTF?? If I didn’t want to see her, why would I be calling and asking to see her?? Our mutual friend told me then that she had done stuff like this in the past. Self destruction of relationships

When Hurricane Ivan came, she was on vacation, her apartment was destroyed, and I thought she never came back. I heard she was in the Pacific. I sent her a short email, telling her about the storm and asking for the above mentioned friends phone number. She replied with a long detailed email about everything, she came back briefly after the storm, her move to the Pacific, how she liked it, the locals, etc. It was a VERY long detailed email. I responded to her email, which was also somewhat long by necessity.
She then replied that I never wanted anything to do with her while she was there, now it seemed like I wanted to “strike up a friendship”. I said WTF? again! I had sent a short email seeking for some info, with some polite chatter included, she replies with this immense email to which I merely responded. Our mutual friend again told me she had messed up relationships in this way before. I said hell with it and didn’t reply to her email.

I called the same mutual friend yesterday. Her attitude was completely different, like I had been the one to mess up the relationship. She told me I needed to “giggle more” (exact words). I said “Giggle more? WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?!!??”

Me, f***ing giggle….right!

So I told our friend, nevermind, DON’T tell her I called, DON’T give her my number, and forget the whole thing.

Case in point: She’s on the island 3 months and doesn’t contact me. As soon as I see her, I instantly try to contact her. Who doesn’t want to see who?

Yet this morning, I was thinking it would be nice to “spend some time” with her, if you know what I mean…

Also
Looks like the hurricane’s going to miss.
Grand Cayman is moving out of the cone! <—–temporary link

Here comes Dennis!

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Well, I’m very disappointed, I missed my photo club meeting because I worked late.
I thought for sure I’d make this one, then 5 minutes before I walk out the door, I get a call about the new computer program not working. Last week it was the hardware and now it’s the software.
I am tired of placing work before my personal life.
I really wanted to go to the photo club meeting, I had it in my calendar for along time.

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This is a pic I took at about 15 feet while decoing. I pointed my camera at one of those dome-shaped rearview mirrors for your car. you can see a piece of the camera in the mirror on the right. Attached near my mouthpiece is the HUD, or Heads Up Display, it has lights I can see to constantly let me know the status of my rebreather. Behind me is a buoy and the sun. On my hand is my rebreather handset. Both the HUD and the handset are permanently connected to the lid. All of this together is the electronics and is the most important and expensive part of the rebreather, which is what I had to send back for repair. (It’s working great now!)

I invented a new oxymoron this morning:
“Prepared In Advance”
two others coined by me, to which I owe my immeasurable fame, are:
“A Dry Wetsuit”
and
“A Wet Drysuit”
A couple of my favorite oxymorons (besides the ones I invented) are:
“Random Order”
and
“Jumbo Shrimp”

Perhaps “Prepared in Advance” is not an oxymoron, but a redundant phrase…….

Today was the first sunny day of the weekend, I went diving, then went to the beach, then took a major nap. I don’t know how many hours I slept, but it was a long time.
So now I’m wide awake at 10:25 and I have to work tomorrow.
Tomorrow tha antenna installers arrive so we’ll (they’ll) start putting up my new FM antennas for work. It should be a considerable improvement, signal-wise, the new antennas are way better than the old ones and are custom built for the tower.
I signed up with an online dictionary/thesaurus this weekend, Wordsmyth. It seems Ok but maybe a little too simplistic. I needed a thesaurus and found it online but you have to register. So far they haven’t started spamming me. As a test, I looked up the word “ort”. It wasn’t there. I utilized a special link they have to “suggest” they add a word. An ort is a leftover morsel of food. I learned it by doing crossword puzzles. Next time your kids want to know what’s for dinner, tell them “orts!” You should get a funny look at least. Ort is one of my favorite words, another is “agog”.
Tomorrow night is a C.I. Photo Club meeting. Maybe tomorrow night I’ll have some cool pictures to post. The theme is “George Town At Night and Light Trails”. (The link goes to the website, but none of my photos are posted… yet)
I appreciate all the comments on my previous post, I was just wishing I coulda thought of a way to get that girl to stay!

I haven’t written in a few days becuse I don’t know what to write about. I’ve been working, and I’ve been diving. I don’t want to just talk about work and I don’t want to turn this into a logbook of my dives.

But that’s all my life is I guess.

I go to work. I don’t think anyone at work socializes anyone else at work. I go diving, I meet whoever I am diving with, we get in, we dive, we get out, and we go our separate ways. I don’t have anyone I socialize with, I don’t confide in anyone or have any close friends. I haven’t dated in a long time, I have always had a hard time dating and getting into a relationship. I can’t describe how I met any of my past girlfriends, except to say it just happened, randomly. Nowadays, most of the women I find attractive are unavailable or too young.

I read an article about certain retarded people, they literally can’t function in the world. They can’t hold a job or take care of themselves, but they are hyper-social, they can talk to anyone and get them talking back.
The same article describes the other end of the scale, people who are perceived as a genius, but they can walk away from a meeting thinking, “That went well”, but in reality they offended everyone in the room and everyone is outraged. They are just as retarded and the first example but they are sometimes able to function, hold a job, etc.

I’m no genius, in fact I don’t think I’m even that smart. I always feel like I’m in a little bit over my head. I always am running to go learn something I think I already should know before anyone finds out I don’t know it. I feel like I have to guard what I say lest I commit some unknown offense.

I don’t think I am fully either type of retarded person, but I definitely think I lean towards the latter of the two examples.

So I don’t know what to write, I feel like an inadequate, boring person who is wasting his life. Every day I can write a variation of, “had a lousy/great day at work today”, or “Today I had a great dive! here’s some pictures!” But I feel like if I said what was REALLY going on in my head, everyone would either run away or have me locked up. And I don’t want to be some psycho, (I guess I already am, but I don’t want anyone to know).

An hour ago I was sound asleep and dreaming, but I heard my front door open and abruptly I woke up. I walked to the door and it was a very pretty girl standing inside, who said “I think I’m in the wrong apartment”, and she went back out. Now I can’t sleep wishing I could have thought faster and found a way to have gotten her to stay!