Why the recent blog fire hasn’t graced my own already I don’t know. People are stupid. Selfish at best & fucking useless at covering their tracks.
Yeah, oops.
So Keeley, what’d you do, just look Bear up or what? If you fancy digging for some dirt, bring it right on here ahe? Because that’s exactly what you’re doing. Honestly, I don’t care what your intent is, I just know you’re snooping. But okay, here you go, here’s some more info about him. Anything else you’d like to know, shoot me an email.
| Music |
| Jazz, Alternative, … Chillaxin xD |
| I am … |
| Fiercely and proudly American, staunchly Libertarian. A proud man, proud of my country and my home state of Kentucky (though I’ve lived in Georgia, Alabama, and New York City as well), incredibly proud of my Little Lady, my family and my people. There is no purity of genetics here. We’re all mutts. We’re flat out just … Americans – a melting pot. And we’re free. That, more than anything really, is what binds us. I’m never afraid, but always ready to stand for and defend what I believe and for what my nation, and our belief in a free world represents. I believe in civility and kindness to one another. I believe that along with fear and cowardess, indifference is incredibly dangerous. Stand up for your fellow man, whenever required. That’s how I roll. |
| Sports |
| University of Kentucky, University of Louisville, in that order and yes I know that’s not supposed to be, liking both :p. Dallas Cowboys and the Atlanta Braves rock! |
| Scared Of |
| Nothing. I’m a grown man living in the greatest, most free, most powerful nation on earth. Like it or not, it’s not rhetoric, it’s just true. And I’m immensely proud of it. My country and our position in the world as the greatest beacon of individual liberty this globe has ever known, for over 230 years and counting. And if you dare shout slavery, yeah we fixed that more than 140 years ago with the blood and tears of more than 50, 000 American patriots. We have saved the globe from tyrannical dominance by my count at LEAST 3 times in the past century, and as I write we’re working on the 4th such time. And know, however begrudgingly, that we are the greatest force for Liberty, for Good on God’s Green Earth. Deal with it. We’ll continue being ourselves and the world will be better for it. Whether you love us, or hate us. We’re still going to live and act by our principles. Regardless, whether we agree or disagree, may the world continue in prosperity. |
| Happiest When |
With my Scottish Angel, sitting out on our balcony together relaxing, talking and enjoying one another’s company. Going to Karma (our diner) on Sundays or even going down the block at 10pm to get her a spicy chicken sandwich from Wendy’s or to get her some chocolate from the Speedway shop. Walking in our home after a long day at work to see her waiting for me at the top of the stairs, silly and smiling waiting to wrap her arms around me. The scent of her. OMG… the scent of her. And the scent of her spagbol that fills our house completely while she’s preparing it. I mean, damn, it’s actually got bacon in it! xD Ohh yeeaaahhh. |
| I’m unapologetic of… |
| Loving the best president of my country’s history. As a young boy, I grew up fearing the Soviets, the Cold War, a possible nuclear war, double digit inflation, double digit unemployment, gas shortages, and nearly 20% interest rates. Yes, Ronald Wilson Reagan was a great American, and is one of my heroes, as he nearly single-handedly put an end to all of that. He gave us, the world, a new optimism. He helped us to stand tall again. Today, all of eastern Europe is independent, the Iron Curtain destroyed. Today, all of western Europe remains free, free of Soviet tyranny and the threat of invasion. He taught us, again, how to stand up to facism and win. I lived it, and I was paying attention. Even as a young person. After all, I knew it was my future he was fighting for. Thank you President Reagan for fighting for me. Thank you for being so resolved, so courageous. May you RIP. And may your legacy never be forgotten. |
| The most profound thing I’ve ever read.. |
| The Law — by Frederic Bastiat. “For the Law to be respected, it must first be respectable. … Man can live and satisfy his wants only by ceaseless labor; by the ceaseless application of his faculties to natural resources. This process is the origin of property. But it is also true that a man may live and satisfy his wants by seizing and consuming the products of the labor of others. This process is the origin of plunder. … When, then, does plunder stop? It stops when it becomes more painful and more dangerous than labor. It is evident, then, that the proper purpose of law is to use the power of its collective force to stop this fatal tendency to plunder instead of to work. All the measures of the law should protect property and punish plunder. ” — Frederic Bastiat, circa 1850. |

Walking in our home after a long day at work to see her waiting for me at the top of the stairs, silly and smiling waiting to wrap her arms around me. The scent of her. OMG… the scent of her. And the scent of her spagbol that fills our house completely while she’s preparing it. I mean, damn, it’s actually got bacon in it! xD Ohh yeeaaahhh.



Actually, I googled his name when he e-mailed me and then I only went there because I was having trouble with SI as of recently which you can confirm with my blog. I’ve been a member there for awhile, I just haven’t had the need to visit lately…up until this week. And then the “frustration” post was because I realized that he might be there so yes, I looked it up. When I realized he was there I decided not to stay because i’m sure it would be tense and the last thing you need when seeking help for SI is to have another situation making it awkward.
By: Keeley on August 19, 2008
at 7:37 am
Oh yeah, I also googled your name too which i’m sure you already know. I have no reason to hide it, lol, why would I?
By: Keeley on August 19, 2008
at 7:40 am
Another thing and sorry for leaving so many…the last time we talked you said I hope the two of us can still be friends, I sure as hell don’t want an end…
I guess you’ve since changed your mind? I told you I was wrong for saying what I did and I can’t do anymore than that because well…I haven’t had a bigger part in it.
By: Keeley on August 19, 2008
at 7:49 am
Somebody snoopin in on your man??
It wasn’t me, promise! Not yet anyway
lol
By: Slick on August 19, 2008
at 9:50 am
The site you have no posts, topics nor friends on. I see, I see. You knew fine well we were on there, I’ve mentioned it enough times. So Bear just happened to be the perfect person – who a) hasn’t been active on there for months & b)doesn’t even self injure – to look up for help on self injury. Right.
Why google him when he emailed you? He was just replying to you. Because you were snooping – days after the fact aswell. So no, the situation wasn’t over until I posted this, was it. But like I said, I don’t care your intent. Honestly I just found the fact hilarious & couldn’t resist posting.
Point is, trying to dig up dirt on either of us won’t change the very root issue here – that your skank ass friend is perhaps about to go sailing for her illegal activities.
Really, you’ve both had a much bigger part than you obviously realize. Had you let sleeping dogs lie (as I did, hence it hasn’t graced my blog till now) I doubt we’d be in this mess – & no, the “well he started it” approach ain’t gonna work either.
By: AudaciousAria on August 19, 2008
at 12:01 pm
Slick:
Hahaha! Why wasn’t I surprised to see you sneak on in there
By: AudaciousAria on August 19, 2008
at 12:11 pm
Honestly I just found the fact hilarious & couldn’t resist posting.
Well, i’m sorry to see our friendship has ended like this. Good luck with whatever you guys do in life, i’ve enjoyed having you in mine but clearly we must part ways.
By: Keeley on August 19, 2008
at 12:57 pm
Well, there’s real friends & there’s people who make appearances now & again on your blog. I’m just glad we’re both able to tell them apart.
I have hated watching you become a shadow of your former self. But I digress, there’s nothing I can do about it is there.
But in her web she still delights
To weave the mirror’s magic sights,
For often through the silent nights
A funeral, with plumes and lights
And music, went to Camelot;
Or when the Moon was overhead,
Came two young lovers lately wed.
“I am half sick of shadows,” said
The Lady of Shalott.
By: AudaciousAria on August 19, 2008
at 2:48 pm