I was just curious how all the guys like their swimmers to look. The Olympics is coming up in August and the USA has decided to go with a full body speedo for their swimmers. I got a pic of Michael Phelps in one below and hes still hot as hell but to me nothing compares to a little skinny speedo just barely hiding the goodies. I think its maybe the expectations of something maybe gonna show at any second and with the full body one no way in hell you gonna see anything except maybe a good hard on bulge:)

Hey everybody yes that's right its time for my bi-monthly update lol. Not much going on in my crazy ass head which is a good thing I think. Some good new is I ain't had a drink since a week before the last post I put up. I ain't gonna count the days I hate doing that it makes me feel like a alcoholic which I don't think I am I think I was just experimenting and I'm done with that so I'm not keeping track of the days. I have decided to go back to school so. Yes I quit listening to the little devil on my shoulder. For some odd reason I pictured him as my "father" and after I did the decision wasn't really that hard. Switching subjects, for those that don't know I use to be chubby as a kid then during my mid teens it got in my head real bad and I started starving myself. Then I got my head right and started eating right and got my weight where it should be in the last few years. Anyway I been feeling lately I'm fat again. I don't know really why other than maybe I need something for my fucked up head to worry about be it drinking or my weight or losing a boy friend or whatever. So Ive started watching what I eat lately and I think I can afford to lose about 20 lbs. before it gets any worse than it is. I got a few pics of when I was younger and skinnier kinda sickly looking and I know I don't want to go back to looking like a skeleton but think losing a few lbs wouldn't hurt. That's about it for the update I reckon. Took a few pics of stuff around my town and wanted to share so check them out below.



I see this old wagon everyday and whenever I do it always kinda reminds me of the old Little House On the Prairie Show. Also makes me think of who all rode on it in its lifetime and what all its seen. My old barber I go to in town says its been parked in that same spot as long as hes been there and that's 40 years so its kinda cool to think about it. Btw what do y'all pay for haircuts where you live. For me is 7.00 dollars it was just 5 till a few years ago and the barbers wife made him raise it lol.

I just love the color of this bush but for some reason it don't look as blue in the pic but still is pretty.

What do you see in the distance? I know I use to stop there about twice a week but since I'm getting fat its off limits now:(

Hey everybody yes I'm still alive and kickin. I know y'all worry about me and I do appreciate it a lot. Also wanted to thank everyone for the emails they sent. I know I should answer y'all back when you say if I ever want to talk your there to listen but I hate like hell talking about myself and I hate even more discussing my feelings. What am I feeling? Why do I feel that way? Hell I don't know either answer. All I can figure is its caused by how I was raised. You wasn't allowed to speak unless you was spoken to and if you tried you was shut off real quick. I don't blame my mom cause she was did the same way by my "father" oh but he always had plenty to say and if you didn't listen you caught hell big time. Of course I been thinking about him a lot lately with me being drinking the way I have. I want to tell a little story about him so you know the kind of guy he was. What reminds me of this story is my little doggie I got now. I was about 13 or 14 and this stray dog had been hanging around the neighborhood for about a week. It was a real pretty blue tick coon hound if anybody knows what that is they are beautiful dogs. I think he had got lost on a coon hunt or something anyway I had said I'd love to have him for my own. So one day I come home from school and was shocked by what I found in the house. My "father" had caught that dog and did what he called later marking him FOR ME so no one could reclaim him from me. How did he mark him? He took a razor blade and cut a one inch nick out of that dogs beautiful ear. There was blood all over the house the dog hiding under the bed scared to death. Him laying on the couch passed out drunk. No need to say I was so pissed off I started crying I grabbed a crutch that was leaning in the corner and broke it on the back of his head while he was passed out. Unfortunately it didn't kill him and I did get the hell beat out of me the next day after he came to but it felt good doing it. I did manage to get the dog out from under the bed and patch his ear up. He ended up staying at my uncles house and was there long after my sorrow ass "father" ended up being worm food. Omg was my uncle pissed when he found out what he had done. If I hadn't hit him with the crutch I think they would have fought but he said he got what he deserved so fuck him. So that's my story comes to mind cause of my little doggie. Just what use to be another fun day in the Pierce house. Don't know why I told that other than just getting it off my mind.

On another subject my uncle has threatened to kick my ass if I don't stop drinking. So its been a week now and I haven't touched anything stronger than pop. I hate that I'm trying to talk myself out of not going back to school in fall. I know its for the best but I got a little devil on my shoulder saying fuck it. I ain't give into him yet though lol. Wow what a long post for me I'm wore out and need a nap.

Oh had to come back and add this. I know nobody likes Nascar but me but what about my boy Kasey Kahne. Won a million dollars in a race and has won the last 2 out of 3 races run. Pretty cool and needless to say I'm thrilled for him,even enough to post a pic of him.