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[Feb. 22nd, 2007|09:34 pm] |
Marine from Dodge City killed in Iraq combatAssociated PressDODGE CITY, Kan. - A 25-year-old Marine from Dodge City was on his second tour of duty in Iraq when he was killed in combat operations, his mother said Wednesday. Lance Cpl. Brian A. Escalante died Saturday in Al Anbar province, the Department of Defense said in a news release that did not include further details. But Escalante's mother, Rebecca Escalante of Dodge City, told the Dodge City Daily Globe her son was riding in a Humvee with four other Marines when a remote-controlled roadside bomb exploded. She said two of the others were badly wounded and were returned to the United States, and two remained in Iraq with minor injuries. Brian Escalante was a mortarman with the 3rd Battalion, 4th Marine Regiment, 1st Marine Division, I Marine Expeditionary Force out of Twentynine Palms, Calif. Escalante joined the Marine Corps in February 2004. After one tour of duty in Iraq, he returned for a second in September 2006, his mother said. "My son cared, and he loved his family and country," she said. "He wanted to serve his country, and we're really very proud of him, even though we're going to miss him a lot." Besides his mother, he is survived by his wife, Crystal; a son, Aidyn; and his father, Gilbert. |
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| Maddie on the News. |
[Dec. 25th, 2006|10:58 am] |
Looky here! My friend's aunt is talking about my friend's family. Weird.
myfoxphoenix.com
click on 'people' then "seen on tv"
It is the story called "Happy Holiday for a Queen Creek Family" |
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[Dec. 22nd, 2006|12:13 pm] |
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I just heard a very true story about a person handing a homeless man 10,000 dollars. If you were him, what would you do with it? |
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[Nov. 29th, 2006|04:50 pm] |
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"The most important thing a father can do for his children is love their mother." |
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| Stop with the sad shit! |
[Nov. 4th, 2006|12:49 pm] |
Maddie's mom wrote this last night:
"We are very excited to announce that the transplant is over and everything went as expected. They started this morning at 8:30 and were done in 15 minutes, Maddie slept right through it. When she woke up we told her that it was her special day and she got the new cells that are going to make her better. She didn't really want to talk about the cells, she wanted to know where her present was for her special day. She doesn't understand the amazing gift that was given to her today but thats okay someday she will. All of our friends and family are very thankful for that special someone that was so willing to help save our baby's life. We celebrated with princess party hats and noise makers, it was fun and Maddie was so happy. She has been doing very well since the transplant, a headache and stomach ache is all she has complained about all day. We can't wait for the new cells to set up shop and do their thing so we can get out of here. Within the next four to eight weeks we should start to see the cells being made. The waiting time is when she will be feeling the worst. You never know she could breeze right through this thing, we'll keep our fingers crossed that she does." |
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[Nov. 2nd, 2006|09:43 pm] |
So, I have a little friend who means very much to me and is having a bone marrow transplant tomorrow. For the past two Halloweens she hasn't felt well enough to put on her "beautiful princess dresses", but I think that for her 4th Halloween she will.
I'm not much for prayer but I sure do hope her transplant helps her to be a big healthy girl. Maybe you can hope/pray with me? |
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[Sep. 24th, 2006|09:52 pm] |
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I started sobbing over an oil filter today. I think I need a va(y)-(c)ay. |
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[May. 24th, 2006|08:18 pm] |
So, I didn't buy 8 copies of the Chicks' CD. I did buy the shelf --it amounted to only 6. (Domo I have one for you and forgot!)I bought one for anyone who listened to the song and expressed enthusiasm prior to yesterday. I felt really good about it, like it was my own CD. In conclusion I think it's awesome.
I CANNOT stop eating. As I write, I'm cramming hummus.
I'm googling for purple Nike Shox. Why do they tease me like this?
If I'm not at work, I feel like I should be at the gym, reading, or job hunting. I love how I have found a new way to frivolously guilt myself. I also enjoy how these are not even difficult tasks, yet I STILL evade them with LJ, the mall, and various eating establishments. Mostly the latter. |
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[May. 23rd, 2006|12:23 am] |
I got the bright idea to jump Josh's back fence and scurry through his alley in flip-flops. Josh got the bright idea to follow me barefoot. All in all, I'm pretty impressed.
On to other news, "The Heeler" was the local town crazy/homeless person/drunk when I was a little kid. My dad named him that, lovingly. Last night said father confided that the only thing I've EVER done to worry him is "run off with the heeler". Upon varifying this story with mom, I learned that one day I snuck into the front yard and chatted it up with him for a few minutes, and apparently my dad has never let that go. My thoughts are 1)I am really lame if talking to the heeler is the last cool thing I did and 2) This career with crazy people I'm trying to make for myself has certainly been a long time coming.
I'm out. |
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[May. 21st, 2006|03:53 pm] |
So far, being schoolless has been pretty righteous. I like having nothing looming. Granted, all sorts of shit is looming but who cares about any of that?
Aj and I did yard work all afternoon, and to be honest, it was hot. Him singing "Mr. O'peete is really a girl" all morning helped, I'm going to be honest.
I worked a ridiculous amount this week. I think you know your job is good when you can work 50 hours including some doubles, and never mind waking up to go. There is always a new case and a new challenge, and right now we have three pipsqueaks for my entertainment. If I could find a job that taught me as much, that I liked as much, AND that would hire me full time, I think I'd be one happy little toad.
For being a never ending source of information, I feel like the internet really lets me down sometimes. I wonder if I'm missing something. Also, I wish my internet provided me with info that no one else could receive.
I'm not sure why I posted? Yessss. |
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[May. 13th, 2006|08:25 pm] |
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This has been a weird week. Obviously, a more in depth post will follow. However, a more important question persists: Sistas, did ya'll change your facebook statuses? |
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| Not ready to play nice |
[May. 9th, 2006|11:43 am] |
I am so proud of the Dixie Chicks right now! I recommend watching their new video: http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/dixie_chicks/artist.jhtml
By following the link and clicking the "Not ready to play nice" link.
Made my bed and I sleep like a baby--no regrets, and I don't mind sayin it's a sad sad story when a mother will teach her daughter that she oughta hate a perfect stranger.
Everyone knows that me and Country Music have a deep connection. And every once in awhile, I'm not embarrassed about it. The Chicks put the 'O' back in country!
The new CD comes out on the 23rd, and it is pretty likely that you'll all get one. I feel the need to buy like a hundred copies. |
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[May. 5th, 2006|07:44 pm] |
I am the queen of saying, "I can only miss 5" on my finals, and then missing like 25. Actually, I've never missed under the allotted number. Ever. I definitely chupa at finals. UNTIL NOW. In my class that I was concerned about, I could miss ten. AND I MISSED TEN! I am actually breathless and a little sore because of the vigor I just put into my celebration dance. I AM AWESOME. I suppose it could be argued that truly awesome people don't find themselves in this situation. That argument is contrastingly not awesome.
A really dreary stream of consciousness kid post is ensuing, but right now I am way too awesome to think about the state of my future. Happy Cinco de Mayo, and once again, hurray for me. For being awesome.
Today MayDay made an interesting point. Should people who are all for sending imigrants back to Mexico be allowed to drink tonight? Thought provoking, eh? Anyway, I'm brown and I'm down. I'm not sure that anything else matters.
Finally, the tidbit that's been on everyone's mind: "Stick it" was essentially the most fun I've had this week. I laughed outloud with the rest of the 12 year olds for the enture duration. Shout out to Michelle for picking a winner. Yess. |
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[May. 1st, 2006|11:06 pm] |
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Today I was stopped at a light, and a crazed homeless 20ish year old man tried to get in my truck and then demanded a ride. It was sort of awkward, I guess? But, I stared at him long and hard and determined it was psychosis and not meth (though I clearly suck at determining who is on meth). And then I was not scared. Yay! |
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[Apr. 26th, 2006|10:07 pm] |
Happy Birthday Domaux! Way to be a useless age! Happy birthday (Tomorrow, KP), Fellow!
Maylin and I just realized that our hotel for this weekend's conference is booked for THURSDAY, Friday, Saturday. 3 day minimum. 72 hour cancellation. If we don't check in on Thursday, our room is cancelled. Hahaha.
Today I got offered the lead Toddler teacher position at FACES of Crisis Nursery. "Starting immediately" doesn't really give me a lot of screw off time post grad. It's lucky I've got major attitude with those of us I was planning on moving in with in Utah, or else I'd probably not be considering this. What to do... |
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[Apr. 20th, 2006|10:24 am] |
Josh is back from Iraq, as Bush hating as ever. Appropriately, I have been completely useless this week. Except that I am systematically desensitizing myself from my fear of crotch rockets/motorcycles.
Petie got terminal from the USMC yesterday. He came by on his way to Florida, where he will become a drywaller. I think this is the biggest indication that my last four years is coming to a close. It is so odd that Petie and I have gotten to be the pals that we are. Who knew a cokehead from the dirty souf and a Two-shoes from Mesatown could hit it off in such a manner? I realize that I will probably never hang out with him in the same capacity again (I think I'll probably see him here and there, but never will we be able to replicate "the good ol' days")It's just weird that this whole marine/ASU thing is just about over. And it didn't really hit home until he pulled up with everything he owns in his Durango. I am actually bummed about this, apparently.
HAHAHAHAHA FUNNY PETIE STORY OF THE NIGHT. We were all in Joshe's SUV chasing a mustang whose license was "Ihavpwr", and Petie goes, "you think that's bad? Today I saw a NEON with a license plate that said "Ihatered" and I was like, "Oh, yeah. A neon driving crypt". Everyone was like, "Oh, what a douche bag," except I fell on the floor laughing while I tried to choke out the following explanation, "Dude. That means he was a democrat, not a crypt." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. And so illustrates the difference between me and Peter Carpenter! I miss this already.
Also, a kid at ASU got kicked out of his dorm because there were pictures of him on his facebook with brewsky and marijuana cigarettes. I'm glad I didn't post such incriminating photos of a certain nanner.
Happy Domiday, everyone. |
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[Apr. 11th, 2006|12:54 pm] |
Country Thunder was fun! Night one, I was up dancing with the hicks and drunks, and a guy grabbed a girl's ass. AND THEN ANOTHER ASS. SERIAL ASS GRABBER. So, in the midst of my rocking out like a stud, I elbowed him good in the sternum. He doubled over. I chuckled and skipped back to the group. I stinkin loved Jason Aldean. Yay for me for making Jeff of Country Thunder work it out for me.
Friday was hilarious! Cortney snuck foot long hoagies in! Also, turns out the ol' CT searches your chairs for stashed water bottles, but not your ankles for glocks. I have proof. HARHAR HAR HAR. Good ol' Chris always gets me into trouble with the gals he chooses to hang out with. I rested my eyes at a red light on the way home, and ended up several mintutes later waking up in the intersection. I finally got to see Randy Travis in concert! Then I saw Neal Mccoy for time number deuce, and Sawyer Brown for the first time. I stayed until the gorey end just so I could yell, "I AIN'T FIRST CLASS, BUT I AIN'T WHITE TRASH"...Similar to the time I yelled, "I MIGHT HAVE BEEN BORN JUST PLAIN WHITE TRASH!...BUT FANCY IS MY NAME!" I don't actually think I'm white trash. My recent distaste for Athens, Ohio has proved that I'm only podunk when it's a novelty, and it probably wouldn't be quite as amusing when everyone else is, too. I lost my train of thought. The moral is that Friday night of Country Thunder was a ton of fun, and one of the best lineups I've seen.
I'm getting a bad grade in my therapy class, and that's hilarious!
Oh, semester. Please end.
Also. I think it's annoying to hear about dreams, but, I have been having weird ass random dreams lately. Exhibit A: Sunday Night's slightly pornographic dream about the mean guy from American Idle. I do not even watch that show. Exhibit B: Last night I dreamt of my best friend's ex boyfriend's wedding. This ex, she dated roughly 7 years ago. There was an Exhibit C, but, because my brain is clearly imploding, it is just beyond my conscious mind. |
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[Apr. 6th, 2006|11:58 am] |
My new internship is awesome. And, I was this close to it being a paid one! (But that's against the rules of my second major, apparently.)
Today in my babies' class, a little girl was wearing a shirt that said "miss understood." It was wife beater in style, and ridiculous in cost. 50 bucks, for a 2 year old's shirt, lady and gentlemen. Did I mention the words were formed out of swarovski crystals? I should have. This is the child who was a live in nanny, and her new born baby sister has ANOTHER live in nanny. Also, I watched her dump paint on it and laughed and laughed.
Finally, today is country thunder, and my future with married country star Jason Aldean will be certain in only a few hours. I keep getting all these offers for way cheaper tickets on facebook and in email, and I'm so glad that I was hasty and bought mine on monday. I <3 spending dollars. And ditching class. And driving to Florence. And you. |
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