Things that bore me besides reading my own blog

The Internet, reading, television, radio

The Internet. Bores me because I feel I have wasted my life sitting in front of a computer.

I don't think I have done anything decent with my computer. For example when myspace was big I had and still have a myspace page. I would spend most of my time on my computer tweaking my myspace page and yet had about 3 friends on my profile. And I would log on to the website everyday to see how many hits my profile got. What a waste. I was wasted my time on face book though which is good.

Another thing I did was installed a lot of desktop themes why I don't know. How pointless. I don't care what my desktop wallpaper looks like or what sound I hear when I maximize my browser.

I feel I have to lean to program but, if I do learn to program what will I make. Nothing except a game. Though I am going to try and stick it out and see if I can make some programs.

I thought I wanted to watch you tube videos or videos in general but, I found out I have no interest in watching videos on my computer.

I feel that yes some people probably need a computer and the internet but, I don't have a lot to do on the internet. I would rather be outside or sitting on the couch watching football than on my computer reading email and web surfing.

Reading bores me for pretty much the same reasons as the internet. I would rather be outside or on the couch watching football. But, I feel I have to read or I will never know anything. I always think maybe the next book or magazine I read will change my life. Or if I don't read I will miss something important.

Television bores me. All the commercials that seem to be about getting high speed internet with a smart phone I find annoying. When I seem them it upsets me to think what would I need a smart phone for. I mean the screens are so small how could I ever see anything. And why do I need the internet so bad that I have to have it when I leave the house. Its not like I do that much on the internet.

Though I do still like to watch sports on television. I just don't want to get obsessed with what team need what or what team should draft so and so.
And I do like some shows so I don't find television so boring.

And finally radio. I should detest this and find it the most boring. When I was a kid and into my teenage years and early adult years as I remember it I listened to it a lot and would listen to it when I went to bed. Now it seems like noise and life is better when its not on. I don't like listening to talk radio or music and I don't think I can learn anything listening to the radio so I don't listen to the radio all that often. And I don't miss it one bit.

If I received an award it would be for the most selfish person of 2013

The award i would receive would be the selfish person of 2013. I am the most selfish person I know. My acceptance speech. I want to thank myself for being here today because if I did not spend so much time thinking about myself and my own well being with total disregard for anyone else and there feelings I would not be here today. To anyone out there who worries about what I think of them I say. Don't worry about what I might think of you because I never think of you are anyone else except myself. So relax.

I have a low definition of what it is to have a successful blog

I would consider my self a successful blogger if I published a post everyday. When if started blogging I thought differently. I thought I would be successful if my blog is popular than I am successful.

So yes I strive for success.

I want my youth back

My youth back. So I can do what I did not do when I was young. Read books, go to college, talk more. I would do it right knowing what I know. I would not waste time. I would do something.

I think a lot about what if I had done things differently when I was younger. Read a lot of books from the school library instead of watch television and play video games and listen to the radio. Or if I had tried to get good grades in school. Or been more interested in going to college. Had not been so worried that people were judging me. I wish I were the person I am now back then so that I can do more with my life with the extra years.

My black Nike shoes

They are a pair of black Nike shoes that I got in my sophomore year of high school.I wore them everyday through the rest of high school. But, I have not worn them much since.

The reason I like them is because they are so old. And they are one of the few things that I have from high school that did not get moldy. They remind me of my youth.

I'm not funny

I don't consider myself funny. I do like to laugh though. It always makes me feel better when I laugh. I don't know a lot of people and I don't know if the people I do know are funny.

The last lie I told

I don't talk that much which is the only reason I don't lie very much. That women are not interested in me and I can not get any women. There are a few women who I am interested in and I know are interested in me.

I always wanted to be friendly to women who I like and I realize are interested in me but, then I stop myself and don't say anything more than hi to them. Though a few years ago I would not have been able to get hi out of my mouth. So I am improving.

I always try to imagine in my head what I want to say to a women I am interested in but, then when I see her I chicken out and never say anything and get upset afterwords.

I figure though that if I keep wanted to talk to women I like someday if I live long enough I will eventually do it. Because I have learned that if I don't say what I want to to some woman I am interested in and I never see her again well that does not feel so good. So if I like her I better tell her of feel the consequences.

Also I think its a lack of confidence on my part. I think that I could never pick the right woman; I would pick a woman who was mean to me, lied to me, made fun of me to her friends, someone who would not love me, someone who would steal from me, basically anything that I would not like in someone I had a relationship with that is the woman I would think I will go after.

But, how can I know what a certain woman I am interested is like if I never talk to her. I always think I will make a mistake that no one in the world has ever made before. But, lots of people get divorced and break of engagements, so if I picked the wrong women or women I will not be alone. It happens to a lot of people.

Some maybe I will find a woman I like or maybe I will end up never talking to any women I like but, when I say that I women are not interested in me and I can't get any women. That is a stone cold lie.

To all the women who have taken the time to be interested in me I say thank you. You have changed my life and made it better. Even though I never talked to you much or at all. I like you a whole lot. Thanks. I hope you are doing great.

Viral

Wow, I had to pay a lot of money to get on the front page. But, I was able to get a loan at just the perfect interest rate.

I will write about what I always write about nothing important. I have nothing to write. The most important thing in life is to have nice clothes. Not just any clothes. Clothes that look good together. Never let anyone see you in clashing clothes.

I always like to say. You can tell a lot about a person by the way the match there clothes. Or maybe you can't what do I know. But, don't break the bank on clothes. You need to eat after all.

What I liked about school

I miss getting out of school for the summer. I should have like school because lets just say I was a nerd. But, unfortunately not the kind of nerd who built anything or read a book. No, that was not me.

I played a lot of video games, Nintendo entertainment system, Saga Genesis. The game I remember playing Contra for the NES. I would use the cheat code where you would get thirty lives. With that I could beat the game but, barely. The other game I played a lot was rad racer. I beat that game but, I had to use a cheat code to beat it. I also liked sports games.

I played a lot but, I was not good But, I do think I had fun. And I suppose that is the point.

I could not wait for school to end because well I did not like it very much. Which is why I liked summer vacation a lot and Weekends were not bad either. And when I was in school there was no internet.

If you tried to explain to me back them what the internet was back then it would have taken forever for me to understand what it was. Sometimes I wish I had never figured out what the internet was/is or learned how to use a computer.

I liked school vacation but, I do not like traveling anywhere for a vacation. Stay-cations then as now are good enough for me.

During a full moon, if I could change into a different person

I am friendly and talk to people. Oh, look the full moon is out. Its time to party. I throw on my pant suit and go out to a party. I storm in the door thinking I look good and go up to the first woman I see and say hi my name is Mr. wonderful. And then she tells me her name.

And then we spend about and hour taking about the intricacies of the Intel 80x86 family of processors. And about the whether the internet is good or bad for society.

Then we would get in a heated argument because we were both on different sides of the issue. I would yell at her that she has no clue and storm off and talk to the next woman. And that conversation would end in the same fashion. And it would go on and on until the sun came up.

Then I would change back into my normal self and not talk to one anymore.

Doing nothing

Doing nothing keeps me on an even keel. To me its the hardest thing in the world to do, nothing. I have to always be doing something even if its only thinking.

I don't like to stand out in a crowd

I cant remember the last time I stood out in a crowd. I think if I stood out in a crowd I would wish I could disappear by way of quick sand that magically appeared under my feel. I am a wall flower not a showman.

My idea of a perfect rainy afternoon

My perfect rainy afternoon is me in a rain coat and pants racing through the mud on an ATV on a dirt track. Sure I could stay inside but, staying inside on a rainy day makes me blue. Someday that might change but, for now that's the way it is.

Then after I am done racing through the mud I can hop in a nice hot shower and feel refreshed and clean and tired. After that I would have a greatest american hero marathon on my television. What a great day

What I wanted to be when I was ten years old

When I was 10 years old I wanted to be a automotive mechanic. I thought being about to work on cars was so cool. Being able to take a car that does not work and make it work again.

I don't know what I am now. I hope to become something. If I don't become anything I am sure no one will notice except me.

In Good Faith

I can't recall a time I considered my faith/religion/spirituality or lack there of and I hope that time never comes because knowing myself they way I do I would get obsessed on thinking about it for the next year and a half and probably not let myself forget it. Sometimes I annoy myself so much.

I feel out of place in the year 2013

I can't remember a time that I have not felt out of place. I feel out of place right now using a computer in the year 2013. I always wonder if the internet has improved my life and sometime I wish I were back in the year 1985 with a big screen television watching back to the future on VHS or laser Disc. I feel out of place living in the computer age where it seems like everyone has cell phones and tablet computers.

I look on the old days with rose colored glasses. Sure there are great medical advances and other great things that I would not want to live without but, sometimes I wish I went back to the 1980's and could start my life all over again yet, do it better with all the information I know now of what I think I should have done then. But, you can't go back to the past at least not yet. Or maybe never.

Adventures of Bud, page 12

Its hard to remember what I wrote about in my last adventures of bud post. I take a look at my last post and try to make it or a smooth transition. I suppose i need not worry about it because who reads my blog anyway. I don't think the two or three people who might read it once in awhile will be upset if anything does not match up from post to post so I won't worry about it.

So I tell my driver who's name shall remain nameless to push it and turn down an alley so we can evade the sirens. So we go into the alley but, the truck is still following us. We run over trash cans and scratch the limo. My auto detail-er will love me for this. The truck follows us through the alley. And onto the next street. Then I catch a glimpse of some wring on the side of the van which I thought was a truck.

It says computer city ice cream truck. I tell my driver to hit the brakes. I throw my head in my hands and start to cry. I should have know then that my relationship with Traci was doomed. Why did I not see the signals.

"I can not believe that that I got scared of an ice cream truck that was not driven by a clown with big shoes and a one of those big clown noses" I screamed to my driver. And he agreed that yes, I was a fool but, not if the clown like that where driving. He agreed with me that a clown driving an ice cream truck would be scary.

When I got to my model room I said to myself Bud you are a fool. How could I cause that much damage to my car over nothing a silly ice cream truck. I turned on the television and just zoned out. I was in a haze of self recrimination. I went over and over my mistakes that led to my big mistake for the rest of the night. I was so upset that I had to take a Valium.

Its one of the things I always said to myself Bud LongInteger this is what I dislike about myself every time you make a mistake or think you have been rude to someone like getting in someones way you just upset yourself for days on end. And I knew that no one would remember that I had been scared by a silly ice cream truck except my driver and the right amount of cash or a case of cookies would keep him quiet.

Unfortunately in a fit of anger at myself the whole world would not forget since I had posted cell phone photo's of the chase on the computer city net and everyone know that what is posted on the net stays around forever and ever until everyone knows. So now I had made two mistakes instead of one. Way to go Bud I told myself. You always make things worse and now my mood was getting worse and worse and I just wanted to curl up in a ball and cry. I could not wait for daylight to come. Yes, it could not show itself fast enough.

Who I would want to be Time's person of the year

Who ever invented Tang. That wonderful powered drink that was made for the
astronaut's. Sure I know it was invented a long time ago. But, it was one of my favorite drinks as a child. Though I am sad to say that I have not drunk any Tang in a long time.

The reason it should be considered is because I think it made my childhood better and also probably a lot of other peoples and if that is not Time person of the year material I don't know what is.

A more confident me is what I want

The biggest risk I could take is to be more confident in myself. Its a big risk because I don't think I make good decisions. See why I need more confidence. I figure I will completely mess up my life if the decision making were left to me. Though thinking about it now who is making the decisions about my life. No one I suppose.

What would make me take the leap to being a person of more confidence. I think setting goals and completing them. I hope someday out in the world there will be a more confident me.

The story of why I write( The short version )

I started my writing to become a famous blogger. That's not why I write now though.

Say if I were a famous blogger I would have to spend a lot of time on the internet reading comments, and email. And I am sure they would not always be pleasant.

Then there is the time it would take to meticulously craft every post and promote my blog. When I prefer to write a post fast and post it even faster. And I don't like reading blogs so it would be unbearable to promote my blog on other blogs.

And then there is the problem of having something to say. I don't have a thing to say. I mean no one will ever say about my blog. Gosh I learned so much from reading his posts now my life is so much better thanks to him. Or gee I leaned so much about( put your favorite subject here ) on his blog. No, no, no. My writing is read today and forgotten tomorrow. Its disposable.

Now I write because its fun to write. Sometimes it makes me feel better. A release. And it makes me feel like I am doing something even though I am saying nothing in my writing. That is all.

I am jealous of my perfect self

I will write a letter to my perfect self. The man who has enough money to do what he wants and does only what he wants to do.

I am so jealous of you my perfect self. You are so decisive and know what you want. And you get everything you want. You don't worry about what everyone wants you to do but, only what you want to do.

You know you are not perfect but, you handle it perfectly. You still have anxiety and you know you are OK. You know you make mistakes and are fine with that and I obsess about my mistakes or perceived mistakes. I am so jealous. I hope I can be like you someday.

I cut my fingernails over the weekend!!

I think I clipped my fingernails over the weekend. So the headline would go like this. Local man clips his fingernails. And then there would be lots of color pictures of me clipping my nails and proper nail clipping technique.

I don't like it when my fingernails get long because dirt gets stuck in the though I am sure I could get the dirt out with enough effort but, I think it would take to much time.

Plus short fingernails make me feel like a man. Maybe its wrong to think that but, its the way I feel. Though it does not bother me if other men have long fingernails. Though I don't often look at how long other men's fingernails are so a lot of men could have long fingernails and I would never know. So maybe I am an abnormal male because I have short fingernails for all I know.

I don't watch the news.

I don't read new much so I have no idea what topics are in the news. I will come up with my own issue. I used to watch the news and get real passionate about what was in the news. Now I am older and it does not seem so important to me anymore so I don't watch it.

Adventures of bud, page 11

So they left the beach and since Traci thought the date went so well she asked Bud out on another date. Bud was not sure but, since he always told himself that he was worthless and could not expect to find a decent woman and he should take the first woman that showed any interest he readily agreed to her request.

Traci waved goodbye as she got out the limo at the front door of her house. Now it was time for Bud to go home and verbally show disdain for himself because he had accepted a date from a woman he disliked. Now I will let Bud take over the telling of the story.

So I get home to my big mansion you know because I am so rich but, I do feel worthless inside. I threw myself on my couch in front of my big screen television and turned on a romantic comedy and just lay there and cried myself to sleep. Oh, the dreams were horrible. The all involved a monster who was chasing me so he could eat me. The monster as I shall call him/her was green with great big teeth and about twenty legs and bad breath. He looked like a polar bear except yeah the green fur and I don't know if polar bears have bad breath because I have never seen a polar bear up close.

But, then I realize that I no longer live in the house because I had sold it when I hear the door open and footsteps coming. "I should not have taken off without my limo driver I think" too late. So this woman see's me in her house and screams at the top of her longs and runs back in the kitchen to get a baseball bat to I presume hit me over the head with. And it was a big baseball bat and she had a weak swing so I ran off the couch and out the door and hoped into my limo and sped off.

"Wow that was a close one" I said to no one in particular. I smiled when I thought wow, that was a close one. Then I frown when I think that she might have recognized who I was and now I was sure I was in trouble even though it was an honest mistake. I don't think the cops of the computer city police would by that though. Oh, well all I could do was go back to my low rent motel room and wait for the inevitable. Or maybe she would not call the cops and I would be fine. Either way the next twenty-four hours would be a nail biter and not in a television show way. This was my life I am talking about and not some fictional show. Ok, so its a fictional blog post. And not a very good one if I do say so myself but, so.

The streets are dark with only the street lamps providing light over head. The were no cars on the road to speak of. And all the lights in the houses were out to. Then I heard the sirens and to my horror they were flashing there rear window of my limo.

If you cant be proud of yourself who can you be proud of?

Forget tell someone else how proud I am of them. When was the last time I told myself how proud I am of myself.

Why am I so proud of myself. Hmm. I have made it through life and I am still alive. I am the most honest person I know; that could be because I don't know many people. I try hard; even if I don't succeed at much. I try not to hurt anyone's feeling even if I am to snobby to talk to them. I try to be environmentally conscious; even though I don't like going outside :). Those are just a few of the reasons I am proud of myself.

The Normal

Being normal to me means being like everyone else or I should say being like you think everyone else is and doing what other people do.

I know I want to be normal but, I don't think its good. what if everyone is doing something mean or illegal. Then if I do what they do its not a good thing. I think its better to be different and not go along with the crowd. Do the right thing when no everyone is not doing the right thing.

Drawing a blank

I don't talk much so I can't remember when the last time I waked away from a discussion or even had a discussion with someone. So I have to start talking to people more. I hope I will.

Adventures of Bud, page 10

Yes, now its my turn finally. I thought you would never ask" she said. "I love to talk about myself. I know it doesn't seem like it." "Oh, it seems like it" Bud said. So I came to computer city in my twelfth year of life. I was originally from BitCity.

My parents were having a hard time and were seriously considering a divorce. Life was so busy and stressful and my mom all she did was work and we never had any family time. So the move you could say was a last ditch effort to save their marriage.

Initially I did not want to move because all my friends were in BitCity and I thought I would never make new friends in computer city. "I will be on the phone all the time talking and never get outside" I thought. No one will ever like me in computer city. "Yea that has pretty much proven to be the case but, I am OK, with it. I have my cell phone and I can video chat with my friends on it. And I go to bitCity once a month for a slumber party.

I am dealing with not having any friends in computer city pretty well emotionally though. Sometimes I get down about it sometimes but, I have you as a friend now I think. I hope we like each other for ever and ever. "Do I seem to desperate" She said.

"No not at all" Bud said. Even though he was thinking why yes that does make you seem desperate Gina. What a guy bud it never wanting to hurt anyone feelings. What a guy indeed.

"What else can I say about myself" Gina said. I like playing the air guitar. Because I wanted to play a real guitar and found out I could not play a single cord. I play in competitions all around computer city ever weekend. I will have to show you my chops sometime. "How about tomorrow." She said. "Why not bud said even though he was regretting it just as he said it. I also like going to a book store and reading the front covers of books. Yea, reading the actual book would take a long time because they look like they contain a lot of words. Reading its not for me she said.

"Anything else" Bud said. Yes, as a matter of fact there is. I like annoying people. There is nothing like that feeling when I get under somebody's skin and really annoy them. Its the words greatest sports. I am trying to get it in to the computer city summer games. We hope to get enough petitions by the next games. It should have been a red flag for Bud to get away when she said she liked annoying people but, he just could not heart here feeling and he thought she can't be all bad. He was so like wrong.

Unfortunately Bud could not see what was awaiting him and I don't know if he would have done the write thing if he did. I hope to think he would have but, one never knows about these things.

State of my year address

I am still alive which is a good thing. My year has been a lot different than I thought it would be. Which is to say that it has gone much better than I thought it would. I completed my first computer programming which I wanted to do this year, I get outside a lot more, I don't enter many sweepstakes anymore. I hope to start entering a lot of sweepstakes soon. So for me this year has been full of excitement. I hope it just gets better. Also I am on my computer less which I think is a good thing.

I hope no one is reading my blog

Anyone who wants to enjoy life. My blog at best is a time waster. Not something that will teach anyone anything or make your life better. I think it might make your life worse actually. I don't have any polls to back that up thought so I could be wrong but, probably not.

Why I don't want them to read my blog is because I don't want to waste people's time reading my blog. I would feel guilty and I don't like to feel guilty. I am not good at feeling guilty. So all you people out there of which there are probably two or three who read my blog don't waste your time reading my blog. Unless you want to.

My life without the internet

Not very exciting unfortunately. But, my life before the internet was not that great. So without the internet I would read more books, watch more T.,V. , probably I would not listen to the radio. Not much different. Sometimes I get upset thinking about all the time I have wasted on the internet and it makes me upset. But, with tv and radio which I used to watch and listen to a lot; mostly sports. And I never learned anything. They were a complete waste of my time and I never enjoyed them.

If the internet disappeared tomorrow I know I will live. Maybe my life would be even better. But, I think as long as I try to do things on the internet where I can learn things I want to. Then the internet is OK for me.

Adventures of Bud, page 9

I don't know where bud went. I think he might have somehow I don't know locked himself in the basement or I could have locked him in the basement. I don't know. Its me your trusty narrator back telling you the story.

So Bud said "Wow, Traci I cant get to the beach fast enough to get away from you. I should not have said that out loud how rude of me I am sorry Traci. "What were you talking about Bud" Traci said. "Nothing" sweetie Bud said. Bud thought to himself gee wiz I dodged a horrible mistake I hope I don't make another one in this date.

"So Bud tell me more about yourself I just love to here about you and your life. I think you are so interesting Bud". "I don't like to talk about myself Jessica. I know people think I am shy but, its just the reticence to talk about myself and bore anyone or hog the conversation and turn it to myself. I don't like all the attention and I don't think I am that interesting but, I could talk about myself for you as that is what you have intimated that you want me to talk about and its more interesting than talking about your life." Bud said.

I should not have said that Bud thought to himself. Hope she did not hear it. She didn't so I will just talk on. "See I was born in computer city to I don't remember the name of my parents. I was real big into to computers when I was younger. Other people went to parties and I went home and installed a compiler on my computer and read the documentation to a computer programming language for hours of fun. I have friends though the only why I ever saw them was on my computer. I never talked to anyone because I was so insecure.

I thought the only thing I was good at was using a computer and I was not good with people. I thought everyone was judging me when I talked to people when I would talk to them. I always thought everyone thought I looked stupid. I was so self conscious. I felt the fool socially. I thought no one would ever like me or want to know me or find me interesting. Oh, how I was wrong. Maybe people like the fact that I don't talk about myself or don't talk much."

"I got average grades in school because I was always working on my computer. Its what I thought I wanted to do for the rest of my life. I thought I could not live without my computer. I did not go an hour without thinking about it.

Then one day I looked at my life and said to myself what is all the programming and book reading for if I have no friends or feel miserable. I felt stupid But, I did not have any friends so who would notice if I were stupid anyway and did I care if I were stupid. I wanted to impress people with my knowledge but, I never talked to anyone so why did I care what they thought of me.

So with that in mind I cut out some computer time and started to talk to people like you Traci. And now here I am on my first date at whatever years old. That is just an outline of my life Traci now tell me about yourself miss lady.

A poem about me

A boy was born
Born in the 20th century
century of wood stock, summer of love, disco music
during a year
exciting to see someone new
fact that is
great at nothing
hoped he would be great a something
inspired to become great
just like everyone else
kind he thinks
lost in the world not knowing what to do
maybe he will programming computers for a hobby or write a blog
not sure yet, but, getting older
opportunity knocks
probably to late
quite unsure
right he may be
starting his life
trying to do things
unknowing the outcome
vastly more sure of himself
wait and see
xtreme loneliness
you and me
zero room for error I cant wait to see what the young man(me) will be.

I will never write about the weather

I will never write about my problems. Or wait I think I do write about my problems. I will never write about the weather because I know nothing about meteorology. Low pressure, high pressure I don't know what those terms mean. I don't know about it so I will never write about it.

If I could go back to school I would learn math

I would go for a masters degree in mathematics. I think it would be fascinating to learn more math than I know. I was not good at math in school so it would be fun to see if I actually tried if I would be any better at math than I used to be. Who knows I might be good at math for all I know.

I am my closest friend

Myself. Thought I am not a very good friend to myself. I feel lonely most of the time and I am boring.

I am trying to get out of the house more and hopefully someday soon I will talk to someone more than saying, hi. I thought about this the other day. I thought you never talk to women you like. Then I had an epiphany now I know why I am single. Because as I have found out from observation if I women are friendly to me and I don't say anything to them the will for some reason I can't understand think I am not interested and move on. I suppose they can't read my mind. I wish my mind were a book so that they could read it and then I would not have to go up to them and risk getting rejected.

And I need to work on my smiling. When I say hi I usually don't smile unless its someone I know would never like me. Which is weird I know. So I am working on smiling at women who I think like me and not wasting my smiles on people who don't care. I am cutting down on wasted effort.

Adventures of Bud, page 8

Hi I am bud, I don't know where the narrator when. I think hi is on vacation. So on to more of my story.

So I got out of the drivers seat amid the threat of Jessica coming to get me out. "Fine" I said. I went to the back seat which was not so bad. I had a game console hooked up to a big screen television back there and a fridge packed with BudCola.

BudCola is a new drink that I am coming out with and it tastes like regular old cola but, with my first name on the front of the name. Its so cool you can't even buy it in store of for that matter anywhere. And I don't know when or if it ever will be available. Remember you heard about it here first thought.

OK, enough of my self promotion. Ok, When you buy BudCola you will be happier than you ever have been. Though there are no studies to back that up its just what our soon to be coming commercial says.

So I was living it up in the backseat on level whatever of my video game when all of the sudden the car like comes to a stop and I think what. Oh, I know we have to pick up my date. So I am like to the drive totally this is not cool can't we just leave her sitting on the curb and go party. I don't like the woman much anyway. "We can't do that boss man. "Why". "She told me we can't and plus she is paying me some extra money to make it worth my while to pick her up and not listen to your orders. "So do what you have to dude, but, I am not going to like it" I said.

Traci gets in the car and I say "Nice to see you. I have missed you so much since the last time I saw you" I lied. I forced out a fake smile to further convince her that I was sincere.

She says like hi dude I missed you to. And I think yea right, whatever. "Take us to the beach" she said. And I go what, I thought we were going to get some food. Yea, will do that later.

"Oh, really", I sneer. What is going on here. What in the world is she doing I thought to myself as I felt panic rising in my throat. I hope she knows what she is doing. Oh, this is so never wracking. What could we not have gone for the food first I keep thinking.

"So what are your hobbies Bud". "I like computer programming and computer hardware". And I don't like you I thought about adding but, I stopped myself. That would have seemed so rude to say someone. Besides I wait to insult someone after she has paid for dinner and I want a quick exit from our date so I can go home and play computer games.

"That's interesting" Traci said. Whith a sappy smile on her face that would have melted even the coldest hearts. "I know, as you will find out I am one of the most interesting persons you will ever meet" I said. Hey its not bragging if you can back it up with the stories and I have the stories even if I have to fudge the truth a little. Its like salt. A little salt brings out the taste.

When I look in the mirror, I see

see someone who feels he has used his computer to much over the past few years. Someone who is not that old and not that young who feels like the years are slipping away. Where did the years go. Why didn't I make better decisions when I was younger.

I also see someone who is a lot different than I was a decade ago when I could barely saw hi to someone or lift my head from the ground. I was so self conscious I thought everyone probably thought negative things about me if they thought of me at all.

Also I see someone who really likes some people but, is afraid to admit it. I see someone who needs to shave his beard because he has let it grow to long.

I also see someone who is not the person he wanted to be but, how do I know that I would like being the person I wanted to be. I might become the person I wanted to be and not like it.

For example when I was younger I always wanted to work on cars when I grew up but, now I could careless about working on cars. Its not exciting to me anymore. So no car mechanic in my future.

I wanted to learn a lot but, I never put much effort into learning but, I would do it someday I thought that being someone with a lot of knowledge would make me happy or enjoy life more. And I still think its fun to learn. So I can keep that dream. Just do the best that I can. And if someone is smarter than me. Then good. Its good I am not the smartest person in the world. Because if I was the human population would still live in caves.

I also see someone who thought no woman would ever be interested in him but, has found out that is not true. I don't talk to the women I like and who like me. But, I want to. Now I at least say hi. But, that is not enough for me I want to say more. I can tell that someone who like me are nervous also. And I don't want them to be nervous.

But, even if my life is not perfect I am still alive and that is great even on my bad days. You can't beat a sunrise of sunset.

A plinky Answer

A year of change. The year 2013 was is a time when computers got faster and smaller. We are not so much into using desktops or laptops instead tablets and smart phones are what people want. I am trying to think what else to write. A year when we get pictures from mars, self driving cars are on the horizon, That's all I can think of.

If I had a sandwich what would it be

The Lumberjack special, Daniel style. It would be a sandwich with sourdough bread made to look like wood. Stuffed with olives, tomato, lettuce, green beans, tofu, wild rice, salt, pepper, mushroom. served with a side of french fries and a nice cold glass of water.

Adventures of Bud, page 7

The hour of Buds big date was here. Jessica woke Bud up with her loudspeaker. "Bud its time for your date" She screamed throw the blasted device that always drove Bud crazy. He always wanted to take if from here hands and smash it to the ground. Who does that to his nanny thought I would be seen as a total lack of respect then he would be sent to his timeout corner; The corner next to his closet in his room. He did not want to go to the timeout corner ever again. Now here is Bud to narrate the events of the date as he saw them.

I was rudely awakened by my nanny. I still adore her though. I ran to my closet to throw on my sweatpants and t-shirt, tennis shoes. When I realized they were not in my closed they were still in the plastic bags from the cheap store I always by clothes from. I sheepishly walked away from my closet and to the bags where the clothes were stored at the foot of my bed. One I was properly attired. And I looked great if I do say so myself. I looked great great, great. Quiet Bud. Get out of my story telling Jessica. Sorry about that little interruption.

"Now its off to the limo" I yelled. I always took my imaginary go cart down to my limo but, first I had to drive it all around the house. Good thing it was an electric go cart otherwise it would have made the house smell bad. And would have been way to loud. So after I parked the imaginary go cart I waited for my driver to open the door to the limo. I never touch door handles you never know what diseases you can get from them. I was about to hop in the back seat when I decided to take the car for a little spin, hey its my car and I can do what I want even though I have never driven a car before. Why not lean on the big car.

I had seen someone start a car on a documentary so I was good there and I knew the gas peddle was on the right and come on I knew how to steer I just did not know how to break or where the break was. Luckily I forget to take off the parking break and stayed stuck until my driver came around to the driver seat and said that if it came to it he would have to call Jessica and have her come here and forcibly remove me if I did not get out of the seat and into the back right this instant. I knew Jessica had a temper and was some one I did not want to tangle with so I did as he asked. "Where to" my driver asked.

I refuse to mention his name here because he was so mean in threatening to get Jessica.

"Where do you think". I said. "The moon" I added immediately after. I will let Bud tell more of his story in the next post.

How I feel about being written about and photographed

I like writing better than being written about. But, no one has written about me so I am not certain how I would feel about that.

I like taking pictures because i am so stunning the camera loves me. No kidding I could be a model. I have not put like a vblog on the internet but, the idea does sound exciting. I wish I would be a video blogging star but, I would probably destined for obscurity. Oh, well I am sure super stardom had its downside.

Party Animal

I feel energized if they are women I like otherwise I wish I had stayed home and read a book or watched a movie. When I was younger I never really cared if I saw someone. Never got excited thinking that I might see them. That's how I remember it anyway. I probably thought I was weird if I wanted to see someone or talk to them. I was like that until about a decade ago. Which was when I had my first huge crush on this woman I like. It was so energizing to see her. It made the rest of my day great every time I saw her.

Now whenever I see some one I like I feel great but, otherwise as I said I would rather stay home and read a book. And I don't even like reading that much.

Home is where my friends are

Yes a nomadic way of life would be fine to me. What makes a place home to me is where my friends and family. At least that's how I think I feel.

Adventures of Bud page 6

So Bud spent the whole next day getting ready for his big date with the woman he wish he was not going out with. Or maybe he did want to go out with her. We are not that close where he would always tell me things like that.

He went to on his best shopping trip of the year. "Oh, an excuse to go clothes shopping. I can't wait" he said as his limo pulled up to an undisclosed discount clothing store in computer city and his butler shot him a funny glance. The store was a plain rectangular building but, gee wiz did it have cheap prices. "I like cheap clothes" Bud said. He got out of the limo with his people and walked into the store like he was some big shot. "How come nobody knows who I am". "I am a big television star and I play in a rock band" he lied to the cashier who gave him a funny look. "Don't ask me which television show or which rock band I mean how can you expect me to remember minor details like that when I have more important things to remember" he said. He picked out a orange shirt and green sweatpants. And he took the outfit up to the register and was ready to get out of the store because he had the clothes for the date. He payed ten dollars for the entire outfit and walked back out of the store while thinking "I am such a great shopper. I know she think I know how to shop for clothes with this outfit." "OK. its more like suit of armor it sounds more manly. After all I am a man".

Back at his motel room Bud was so excited he could hardly wait to change into his suit of armor". "Where is my cola. I need to drink my cola before I can get dressed". He eventually got his cola soda and then got dressed. "No, no, no" he said with a frown of his sunburned face. "He store over to the curtains on the windows and looked outside and realized that it was still noon and he had several more hours on his hands until the big date. "What to do know". He thought and could not come up with anything good so he decided to take a nap. "I always look better after I take a nap" he said to his nanny Jessica deviceDriver. An adult with a nanny it seemed odd to most people but, Bud was not most people these days. He looked at his pillow with horror. "I always have trouble getting to sleep as you know Jessica so can you sing me a lullaby". "sure" she said. "Sing the one about the two laptops who raised the tablet when the tablets parents left her.

The song goes: Were laptops and more powerful and have a bigger screen and you are a little tablet and we love you so. Bud was sound asleep by this point. Jessica was always amazed at how fast the lullaby put Bud to sleep. She tucked the blanked over his shoulders and turned on the television. Yes the television was taken by surprise because he thought Jessica and him were friends even though they had just met.

She took the television out the door walked down to the paved parking lot and smashed the poor machine to pieces. The machine had no chance.

A place I would like to go in history

Thomas Edison's workshop the day they found the elements for a light bulb that worked. I think it would be fascinating to be around Edison. I hope I would learn a lot.

I have changed my opinion on television

Television. I used to watch a lot of television before I got a computer and got on the internet. Then when I got into entering a lot of sweepstakes I was on my computer a lot. Then I thought wow, I would love to watch t.v. and have not internet because the internet is horrible.

Then now I have lots of television channels to watch and I don't watch it much. When I do I mostly watch baseball or some other sports. Though I do enjoy watching counting cars, and Two broke girls. I thought I would enjoy t.v so much but, I don't enjoy it anymore and I don't like it as much as I thought I would. So I have changed my opinion on television. At my age I would rather read a book or take a nap than watch the tube

Adventures of Bud, Page 5

I am ending the party because I am tired or writing about it. So Bud leaves the party with Optisha's cell phone number and a promise to call to ask her out on a date.

Bud was hesitant about even going up to optisha to tell her that he was interested. He had had several bad relationships with possessive women the past and he did not want to get involved with another women who thought she could control him. For instance Traci Graph.

She and bud had met at the computer city diner. It was dusk on a beautiful day in computer city. The sky was pink and yellow with a slight breeze. Bud had had a great day out on lake computer city fishing thought he caught no fish. He was laughing and giggling at his own jokes as he entered the diner since who else could he talk to he had no friends and stayed on his computer all day programming. Besides he always told himself that he did not like or need people. His computer was all that he needed he always said in his internal conversation with himself. He sat down at a booth near the door. Traci had noticed Bud immediately and made a beeline from her seat at the counter to Bud's booth seat. Bud was reading the latest issue of computer freak magazine.

"He my name is Traci" She said to Bud as she smiled sweetly. "Your shy are you" She smiled at Bud. Still no answer from Bud. "Can I sit down" she asked. "Its a free country you can sit where you want" was Buds Terse answer as he keep reading the magazine without looking up at her. She took a seat.

She looked adorable in her red mini skirt with while blouse and pony tale that tamed her red hair. Here pale skin was freckled.

"So whats your name young man?" she asked. A bright smile on her face. "Come on you can tell me or I can find out anyway" she said.

"Bud" he said. Bud was wearing blue jeans, green shirt, and his head is shaved; just the way he liked it. He did not like to mess around with combing hair or washing all that hair or the tangles that hair that he would have to brush out with a comb.

Bud smiled. The last time he would smile at something Tracy said. OK, my name is Bud. Oh I should have lied about my name he thought to himself. I don't know this woman. Traci smiled. "Now was that so bad". "OK, no." "So how about a date tomorrow night Bud I know a great pizza place and we can go bowing. I know you'll love bowling Bud. Everyone loves bowling." A frown crossed Buds face. And he thought to himself. I will say yes so she will leave me to my magazine reading. "Sure I will go" he said in a condescending tone.

"Great" She said. "I will she you tomorrow Bud." That's when the adventures began.

If I were a nomad

I am not sure but, I think a nomadic life might be something I want to try.

I would travel alone and go to all the pro surfing events of the asp or other surfing competitions. Not as a competitor but, as a fan. Getting up everyday and going to the beach and seeing the waves and water and being out in the sun and being in one place for only a short period of time now to me that sounds like fun.

Then in the off season I would go to Las Vegas so that I could play poker to make money for all my traveling. So then the would would be my home instead of only a small area.

Another plinky answer

I am not into food, I don't usually people watch when I travel. So my answer is the architecture.

My dream home

It would be a small log cabin with a loft 6 windows and a skylight. The loft would be my sleeping area.

I would keep my possessions down so It would have a big screen Television and a DVD player, with a comfortable chair. A picnic table that would be a place to eat and read books. A led lamp. A closed for my clothes, I also want a solar shower, and a solar oven, solar panels, windmills, and a forest garden; to power and wash and cook, then grown my own food. I would want to use as little of the earth's resources as possible.

How Fritz and Sally broke up

You see Fritz and Sally had broken up over and argument over Sally's blog. Fritz felt sally had gone overboard on a post she wrote.

Fritz had come home one night and he was supposed to go to the supermarket ket for some oranges for a orange duck sauce that Sally was making for a special anniversary. It was fritz's and Sally's one week anniversary. That was special because Sally's other relationships had not lasted more that one day. So sally was excited for this anniversary dinner and when fritz said he did not pick up the oranges that he was supposed to get Sally instead of getting angry and yelling at fritz she took her grievances to her blog.

Telling all her readers what a mean person fritz was for not listening to how important the oranges were to her and instead totally forgetting to get them. "Fritz is so inconsiderate" Sally wrote. "How can I be in a relationship with a man who forgets to get oranges from the store. This looks like its the end of our relationship" She wrote. The comments on the blog telling her to dump fritz and get someone better were numerous.

It was a terrible mistake by Sally. She knew fritz new about the blog and she knew her read it to. So to write what she wrote was asking for trouble. Later that evening when fritz got on his computer and read the blog he was livid when he read the post whose title was Fritz should go. He never liked to scream or I should say he was not a yeller. So he used as strong a tone as he could to tell Sally in no uncertain terms that he had made up his mind because she had aired their dirty laundry in such a public place that he was leaving. He did not want to live with someone who would put her personal live in such public view. And he started packing his dufflebag.

Fritz sally yelled "you knew that I had a blog and you knew that I talked about my personal life on it after all we did meet though my blog." Yes I did though I was not involved with you at that time" he said. "I thought you would change for me" he also said. "How dare you fritz expecting me to change the way I do things, get out" she said. "It will be my pleasure" fritz said. First up though you need to give me the twenty dollars that you own me for the pizza that we ordered." He said. "How dare you. Get out now fritz" she said.

Fine but, I will have my lawyer contact you." fritz said.

"You do that my former man" She said."

"Fine. he said. And with that fritz left on his moped and Sally sunk into a sadness and sunk her teeth into a bowl of Cesar salad as she always did after her all to frequent breakups.

We fast forward to the party at Tally's. "He fritz" she said.

A poem

I will write a poem.

The trees were golden.
With water glistening on their leaves.
Which the morning sun helped show.
It was mid fall now.
Football, and cold in the air.
A new year was months away.
The leaves were dying.
So the trees could live another year.

Farthest I have traveled away from home

I went to the state of Washington when I was little but, I don't remember what we did on the trip or anything about the trip.

Adventures of Bud, Still partying

Yes Sally had set the whole party up with Tally's unknowing help to get grist for her gossip blog meal unfortunatly all the people at party were not big celeberitys of computer city wich was a downfall of sally's plan but, as long as she had something to write.

Patricia Meow was there also and sally could not wait to pubish juicy tidbits about patricia on her blog. Patricia was was a lion tamer of the computer city zoo unly she did not know the fist thing about lions which is not a good thing if you are a lion tamer in a zoo so I am told. Patricia was legendary for getting overloaded on food at parties and singing songs like "Party tonight at the top of her lungs much to every ones enjoyment. The woman could not carry a tone and yet she beleived that she was robbed of a singing career because of a toe nail injury singing practice in high school that deprived her of seeing a talent scould when said scout showed up at the comuter city high scool. She was in the traing room getting her toenail taped when the talent scout was there and by the time she was all taped up it was to late and the scout was gone and patricia knew then that here dreams of singing stardom were not going to be realized.

At this party patricia had to many cheese crackers and started singing "Why my, why me I am not a tree, I am a person so you should see me." Oh, it was just horrible but, there was nothing anyone could do once she got started she would not stop until she had exhaused all her energy. Which was usually an hour into her inpromptu singing performances and that was just about the time that everyone wanted to throw her out in the street.

Patricia Meow was a good looking woman. She is 5'10" tall dark brow skin with shiny black silky hair. Blue eyes, large feet and an angular jaw bone. Men constantly were asking her out but, she was not interested in a relationship because of all the bad relationshiips she had had in the past including one suitor who stole all her record collection. And she also had a marriage that lasted and I am not kdding about this no more than 48 hours before she decided that she had had enough and drove a rented car from the honeymoon to her home in computer city without so much as a goodby to her new soon to be former husband. More on this later if I can remember to write about it.

So as you can see her outbursts at parties were a little more understandable in light of what I have just told you is it not?

Sally was walking around the room just looking for more stories to write on her blog when her old boy friend Fritz address. "oh, no why did I have to see Fritz her of all the places in computer city why here and why now.

Who I would want to write my biography

I would want Tim green the former Atlanta Falcon Defensive lineman to write my biography because I think he is a funny writer. So I think he would find a way to make my life sound hilarious.

Why I am no longer a sports fan

Not any more. When I was younger say in my high school years I was obsessed with sports. I followed football, baseball, basketball. I was into what players my favorite teams should trade and for who and free agency. I also payed attention to the NFL draft and the NBA draft. I was obsessed. It was my who life it seems to me looking back on it. Also I would get upset if say a talk show radio host did not think my favorite player was as good as I thought he was. I also listened to a lot of sports talk radio.

Why I am not that into sports anymore. I feel that the time I spent obsessing about sports was a tremendous waste of time. It makes me upset to think that I wasted my youth on something that I did not like that much. I feel that I should have been reading books or enjoying life not worrying about a sports team. But, I cant go back in time and change how I lived my life. But, I don't have to keep living my life the way I always had.

I hope this blog helps me become

To make me more fearless. To me its scary to write where people might see what I write. So I think every time I write a blog post and even though I know not many people read what I write I hope that I am becoming more fearless more of a risk taker.

Or maybe I hope my blog makes me fear failure less. Since my blog does not get that many visitors and is not a success.

Adventures of Bud, still at the party

Tally's place was stylish to say the least. The couches were black leather and made for two. She also had a fish tank beside the television with exotic fish such as tiny sharks and gold fish. So ok, gold fish are not exotic but, I would say shark's are.

Tally had a weird taste in music. That is to say that she did not holiday music for it. It would drive like to anything but, holiday music; Christmas, Halloween, Easter, hanukkah, quanza. You name it she liked the holiday music for it. It drove bud mad when he would go over to her house and her Christmas holiday music in the middle of July. It did not sit good with. But, he bit his tong and he did not complain except behind her back to her friend when he knew tally could not hear what he said.

The Halloween party was pretty much confined to the living room because as everyone but, tally knew. Tally had few friends. She had been a loner all through her life and now at the age of thirty she thought to herself that something needs to change here. I want friends, I want a family, though she knew it would take time for her to switch her thinking from being a loner who did not want any friend and only thought that thought being smart and working hard at her school work and her job was the only thing that mattered to someone who sort of did not care as much about work or her job and though much of how she wanted to have a more active social life. For the first time in her life she was wondering why she did all that studying and work what did she have to show for it except a big whole of loneliness in her hart where she new she wanted friends to be. That is why she threw this party.

Back to happier things instead of tallies lack of any social life or any life whatsoever. Bud was sitting on one of the love seats scarfing down cotton candy and loving every minute of it. How much fun was this Bud thought to himself. Wow, I could eat cotton candy all day or not. I am not sure because I have not tried that before so I will put that on my list of things I want to do before the next summer solstice. Sally was enjoying listening to other peoples conversations. Here favorite thing to do at parties was to eves drop and then post peoples inner most secrets to her blog so she could get more hits and embarrass her friends. Of course she published her blog under a pseudonym. Oh, she was going to have a lot tonight.

Just some of the juicy stuff she heard was that Ted Timeout was in debt and had only a few months worth of money to keep his car dealership going because he had made some bad investments in the computer city stock market. And Ted's was was going to leave him for another man if he did not clean up his act and pay more attention to her. Ted was notorious for working 16 to 18 hour days which did not leave him anytime to do anything else besides sleep and eat and well that was it.

Adventures of Bud, He is at a party

And a women in a tiger suit answered the door and Bud was scared that she would eat him he being only a lowly ladybug. Bud his fears we unfounded. It was only Sally. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found out it was only her and not a real tiger because as everyone knows real tigers cannot answer doors because they have no hands.

After a brief hello to Sally Bud entered the apartment. It was decorated in fine Halloween style. There were orange and black paper mache pumpkins all around. A giant bowl of candy in the middle of the room. And one of Bud's favorite candy's was in that bowl candy corn.

Candy corn had been Bud's favorite Halloween candy ever since he could remember. It brought back so many memories. That orange and yellow candy made him think off fall and football and going to his grandma's house on Halloween to which a scary movie marathon on the scary movie channel. More on Bud's favorite scary movies in another post. Bud would always eat to much candy corn so his stomach would protest and he would not feel good but, he did not care he would just push through it and celebrate the holiday.

The song on the stereo was This is the time to be scared a big hit in computer city that was always played all day on all the computer city radio stations on Halloween much to the displeasure of computer city's inhabitants. It was on day a years so it was not the end of the world to have one song on the radio. Some of the costumes in the room were amazing. One couple was dressed as a zebra and the zoo keeper. How would that scare anyone bud, thought. "What are some people thinking when they pick out their costumes" He said to no one in particular in the room.

There was also so someone dressed as a used car salesman. "Now you are taking bud said to no one." The used car salesman costume consisted of a power blue suit with brown elbow patches and the man was giving a sales pitch to everyone who crossed his path. "Wait a minute" Bud said. That is Ted TimeOut from computer city car sales. Computer city's number one car dealership. Ted is show tacky Bud thought. Who would come to a party dressed as a used car salesman when they were a used car salesman. Ted misses the whole point of Halloween.

Daniel Thornton the gardener costume was even worse he had on a pair of jeans and a green shirt. What was he supposed to me. Bud could not tell.

The room Bud was in now was the living room. It had the paper mache pumpkins as I said before. And it also had a 80" big screen television with dvd player, two love seat couches, a huge circular table in from of one of the couches, and best of all light yellow shag carpeting.

That carpeting was great Bud and sally had helped tally put the carpeting in last summer. All three adored anything retro. It made the room look so disco Bud could harly contain his excitement when they were finished installing the stuff.

More adventures of Bud longInteger

Bud did not think he would marry as he was not one to believe in the true love. There is only one woman for me. But, Op changed all that or more like her family fortune changed all that. He needed money and she needed a man.

Bud as cunning as always knew when he went to the party that sally took him to that there would be rich women there so he dressed well and was sure to be on his best behavior. He would not be mean Bud longInteger at this party no sir or ma'm. He got the costume of a ladybug at the costume shop. Sure it was weird he thought a man dressed as a ladybug for a Halloween costume but, he thought it would make all the women laugh at him and seem non threatening. He would be well positioned to get a right women then. That was what he thought and that was not guarantee. Because what Bud often thought was often wrong. Almost always sometime.

He not only hated parties as I said he was hated at the last party he went to. He sat on a couch in the corner and looked with a scowl at people who would dare look in his direction and look like they were going over to make conversation. He had become quit antisocial in the months since I last updated my fictional story of Bud longInteger. He had become mean. Sad to say. I will get to the seen he made he made in computer city costume tomorrow or when I remember to write about it or when I come up with something that he did that was terribly rude.

He arrived at the costume party at Tally Loners in fine style in a compact sedan. He really went all out on the car to make an impression unfortunately for Bud he was making the wrong impression. He thought all I will show the women that I am a smart rich person and like to save his money. But, Op thought how did Bud loose all his money and so that he could only afford a compact car as she said later after their wedding. Truth be told Bud spent all his money on clothes and fancy dinners. Some of which I will document later in my story. The party was in a two-story apartment building in downtown computer city. It was a slow Halloween. Kids were not out on the streets yet. It was only around dusk. The leaves were falling from the trees as they always did every winter in computer city. The city was different that any other city in the country in that regard.

Outside the apartment there were jack-O-Lanterns on the sidewalk leading up to the door of the apartment building with scarecrows and skeletons and strange enough the gardener mowing the lawn mowing the grass in front of the building in a giant cow suit. It made passerby laugh instead or recoil in fear which is what Daniel Thornton was going for. Sure right. So he told everyone but, I don't thing he was telling the truth. Bud walked up the path in his ladybug costume and knocked at the door and heard footsteps and someone say be right there.

Bud is back after a long absence

This is my first post this year so its been a long time since I posted. I want to continue with the adventures of bud longInteger. Here I go.

Bud is all grown up now and his is married with kids of his own. Here name is Optisha though everyone calls her Op for short. How Bud met Op is a fascinating story that I will now go into great detail about whether you the reader likes it or not.

Sally float bud's best friend from computer city university wanted Bud to go to this Halloween party with her but, as I know Bud hates parties. But, you will die alone Bud if you don't get out and meet some one; special someone. To spend you life with.

"I have my computer sally and my dog rexx." Bud said. "You need more to have a full life than just those things Bud, I am so worried for you. I don't want to see you so alone." Sally Said. "I am not alone. But, sine you badgered me to go to the party I will." "Thanks Bud you have made me the happiest best friend anyone could ever have.

Since this was a Halloween party and Bud had no decent costumes in his closed he had to go on a shopping trip and if there is one thing that Bud liked more than his computer it was shopping trips. He would spend hours and hours looking for just the right outfit though he was always saddened that his computer never noticed his fashion choices. It might have been because his computer was not a sentient being and not capable of seeing or talking to he. Might have been. Bud always went to bed mad at his computer when the computer failed to notice his new clothes.

He always got over it in a day or two or more.

As your narrator I think it is my duty to make my opinion on this subject. What a waste of time for Bud to spend all this time clothes shopping to impress his computer when obviously the computer did not care and Bud did not go out to parties or have one if any friends.

For the first and only store on his shopping trip Bud went to computer city costume. As computer city's only costume shop it was the natural place to go. Though he could have shopped online though Bud though he should get out of the house once in a while. Besides he and his computer needed space. The each needed time alone. Yes, they needed some some alone time.

Computer city costume was in a plain former warehouse that in no way looked like a costume shop it looked more like an office building and an ugly office building at that. The day Bud went it was nearly empty Because Bud was so rich he could have the store close down just for him and his so called friends and Op. It was a clear day and he was excited to make a costume purchase which meant that Bud would Buy the costume that he did not want because the costume he would want was not and stock and Bud could not wait for nothing.