a win

this is great news

for people in new orleans, we see this asshole’s work everywhere. huge ugly gray sploches all over buildings….over great shit that makes the lower garden district somewhat neat looking…when i get shot down there i want to die looking at some cool graftetti instead of huge gray ego spraypainted everywhere

im going to quit drinking

ScoutMassaToad: i think im going to quit every year after mardi gras just as a tradition but life really isn’t worth nearly as much without daily alcohol consumption….spending this much time in boring people world has made me even more of a alcoholic



After tossing her books on the sofa, she decided to grab a snack and
get on-line. She logged on under her screen name ByAngel213. She
checked her Buddy List and saw GoTo123 was on. She sent him an instant

Hi. I’m glad you are on! I thought someone was following me home
today. I t was really weird!

LOL You watch too much TV. Why would someone be following you?
Don’t you live in a safe neighborhood?

Of course I do. LOL I guess it was my imagination cuz’ I didn’t see
anybody when I looked out.

Unless you gave your name out on-line. You haven’t done that have you?

Of course not. I’m not stupid you know.

Did you have a softball game after school today?

Yes and we won!!

That’s great! Who did you play?

We played the Hornets. LOL. Their uniforms are so gross! They look
like bees. LOL

What is your team called?

We are the Canton Cats. We have tiger paws on our uniforms. They are
really cool.
GoTo1 23:
Did you pitch?

No I play second base. I got to go. My homework has to be done before
my parents get home. I don’t want them mad at me. Bye!

Catch you later. Bye

Meanwhile…….GoTo123 went to the member menu and began to search
for her profile. When it came up, he highlighted it and printed it
out. He took out a pen and began to write down what he knew about
Angel so far.

Her name: Shannon
Birthday: Jan. 3, 1985
Age: 13
State where she lived: North Carolina

Hobbies: softball, chorus, skating and going to the mall. Besides this
information, he knew she lived in Canton because she had just told
him. He knew she stayed by herself until 6:30 p.m. every afternoon
until her parents came home from work. He knew she played softball on
Thursday afternoons on the school team, and the team was named the
Canton Cats. Her favorite number 7 was printed on her jersey. He knew
she wa s in the eighth grade at the Canton Junior High School . She
had told him all this in the conversations they had on- line. He had
enough information to find her now.

Shannon didn’t tell her parents about the incident on the way home
from the ballpark that day. She didn’t want them to make a scene and
stop her from walking home from the softball games. Parents were
always overreacting and hers were the worst. It made her wish she was
not an only child. Maybe if she had brothers and sisters, her parents
wouldn’t be so overprotective.

By Thursday, Shannon had forgotten about the footsteps following her.=2 0

Her game was in full swing when suddenly she felt someone staring at
her. It was then that the memory came back. She glanced up from her
second base position to see a man watching her closely.

He was leaning against the fence behind first base and he smiled when
she looked at him. He didn’t look scary and she quickly dismissed the
sudden fear she had felt.

After the game, he sat on a bleacher while she talked to the coach.
She noticed his smile once again as she walked past him. He nodded and
she smiled back. He noticed her name on the back of her shirt. He knew
he had found her.

Quietly, he walked a safe distance behind her .. It was only a few
blocks to Shannon ‘s home, and once he saw where she lived he quickly
returned to the park to get his car.

Now he had to wait. He decided to get a bite to eat until the time
came to go to Shannon ‘s house. He drove to a fast food restaurant and
sat there until time to make his move.

Shannon was in her room later that evening when she heard voices in
the living room.

‘Shannon, come here,’ her father called. He sounded upset and she
couldn’t imagine why. She went into the room to see the man from the
ballpark sitting on the sofa.

‘Sit down,’ her father began, ‘this man has just told us a most
interesting story about you.’

Shannon sat back. How could he tell her parents anything? She had
never seen him before today!

‘Do you know who I am, Shannon ?’ the man asked.

‘No,’ Shannon answered.

‘I am a police officer and your online friend, GoTo123.’

Shannon was stunned. ‘That’s impossible! GoTo is a kid my age! He’s
14. And he lives in Michigan !’

The man smiled. ‘I know I told you all that, but it wasn’t true. You
see, Shannon , there are people on-line who pretend to be kids; I was
one of them. But while others do it to injure kids and hurt them, I
belong to a group of parents who do it to protect kids from predators.
I came here to find you to teach you how dangerous it is to talk to
people on-line. You told me enough about yourself to make it easy for
me to find you. You named the school you went to, the name of your
ball team and the position you played. The number and name on your
jersey just made finding you a breeze.’

Shannon was stunned. ‘You mean you don’t live in Michigan ?’

He laughed. ‘No, I live in Raleigh It made you feel safe to think I
was so far away, didn’t it?’

She nodded.

‘I had a friend whose daughter was like you. Only she wasn’t as lucky.
The guy found her and murdered her while she was home alone. Kids are
taught not to tell anyone when they are alone, yet they do it all the
time on-line. The wrong people trick you into giving out information a
little here and there on-line.. Before you know it, you have told them
enough for them to find you without even realizing you have done it. I
hope you’ve learned a lesson from this and won’t do it again. Tell
others about this so they will be safe too?’

‘It’s a promise!’

That night Shannon and her Dad and Mom all knelt down together and
thanked God for protecting Shannon from what could have been a tragic



Have A Good Day & God Bless

gun show

kelly and i went out to kenner today for the gun show. we parked and started walking into the convention center and enter the first door. this set of doors is for the book fair that is next to where the gun show is. our mistake, we leave and enter in the correct door, pay our way in and get our hands stamped with the words GUN SHOW, which i wish would never wash off(it has).

endless tables of handguns, rifles and everything you’d need to be “prepared”. we started from one side and made our way through, buying several knives, a ammo crate, a tactical vest and a black ski mask. we also got zach a pair of brass knuckles for his birthday which we’ll give him later tonight.

we actually had to take the ammo crate to kelly’s jag before returning to pick up the knives we saw earlier.

the people at these events are truely inspiring. there was a good amount of good “salt of the earth” types as well as the neo nazi types, iberville project versions also. i’m always fascinated by rednecks but kelly and i both got a kick seeing the dude in the oversized jeans and polo shirt with dreads spill out of his backwards baseball hat holding up a AR-15 while his friends nod in approval.

there were signs everywhere that said “no cameras” which almost makes the whole thing more awesome since i’ll only have the memory.picture-013picture-014picture-0151