Clyde's Days III

Clyde's Days or Ramblings in General

A continuation of Clyde's Day and the Clydes Day Part II. This page isn't about one day in my life but random rambles as I go thru my days. It in no way is similar to my ''Whizdumb'' documents.


I've noticed that guys look. They don't stare at the wall. Just an observation I made when I went to a hockey game recently. J/K!!!


It turns out lately that if you know me, you're only 4 degrees off of Kevin Bacon. I'd explain it to you eh, but I don't use Names on the internet.


It's so hard to tell lately. With women butching it up by cutting their hair short and with men femming it up and growing their hair long. I've accidentally called several women ''Sir'' and several guys ''Miss''.


People getting weak? When I went to a hockey game of slightly different format in December, I slugged my friend. He just about fell over. I lightly tapped him too.


I went shopping recently in Fairbanks, if one could actually shop and call it ''shopping'' in such a small town that has no malls. At my first destination, I saw someone there who followed me thruout most of the store. Then, I hit the bulkstore in town. Same person, shopping for the same stuff. I thought it odd.

I hit the biggest store in town's smaller counterpart. Same person looking at the same stuff I was looking at. I don't have a twin. So I put the cliche' together.

I then went to the small plaza that Fairbanks calls a mall and hit the 7 stores it has and the same dude was at all the locations that I went to. I was being followed, that I knew for sure.

I finally went to the biggest store in Fairbanks, the same situation. Same dude, same items. He turned his back to me and I steathfully threw a note into his cart saying ''P.I.'s don't follow people this closely. Who hired you?'' I got no response. I do have a faint idea of who hired the dick to follow me tho. The P.I failed at his duty!


Sometimes, I just don't wanna hear it. It's not that it's too much info or anything like that either. I just get home from work and my phone rings. The other party knows that I just got home from work at that hour and starts yelling at me ''I'm mad at (so and so) because''. That's when I cut them off and say ''Dude/Dudess, that's between you and (so and so).'' I hear the same things at work where my co-workers are underslept, underpaid, and on the verge of snappage. When I get home, I wanna unwind and forget about other persons' problems. I don't wanna be wound up to point of snappage again.


Back-issues: The kind from 10 years ago. I've been hearing a lot of people apologizing and begging for forgiveness from other people for events that occured 10-23 years ago. It's ancient history. I say, live with your mistake and let it rot your own conscience. If you have problems with something you did to someone that long ago. See someone of a profesional nature. ;)


Someone asked me a question regarding one of his friends. I tended to turn my nose up at her and not speak to her or answer her questions. The deal was, she gave me the eye when we first met and I didn't reciprocate. She wasn't my type. I had to let her know from the get-go that it would never happen even if it would save the species. If I spoke to her in a kind manner, she would think the feeling was mutual and accuse me of misleading her later. I've dealt with this one about a dozen too many times.


Why am I targeting that type of people in the other pages. Them zombies? Well, to sum it up. They're competition. They tend to steal my luscious 5'11'' blonde-blue, leggy, swimsuit model-like crushes.


I was at a sporting event and I was totally shocked because a Rikki Martin song blasted. I noticed a lot of people in the audience rolling their eyes so I was free to say it. I couldn't resist it cos it's my MO. I said ''Hey, it's Will & Grace music.'' One of my friends reacted just a little odd to it and started this whole conversation on how controversial I was. lolol! It didn't help that there were a lot of ''Will & Grace''-style people in the audience sitting near us.


A pal of mine called me up at 11pm and told me how he found a lump on his neck just under the hairline. He lives 1/4 mile from me so I walked on over to give him my opinion (I'm not a doctor but I do watch ER). I found that lump that he told me about, popped the zit on his neck just under the hairline and told him to wash his neck more often. The zit was huge and it smelled so bad when it popped. It must've been there for 5 or more days.


I admit, when I worked in Canada in summer 03, it was an adjustment to hell. I had to learn how spell things backwords and throw U's into words where U's didn't belong. I also had to pronounce these words like the Canucks do.

Therefore, I was a firefightre (pronounced fire-fight-tree), I had to work on Labour Day (pronounced Lay-bauer). And on Thursday at 9:59pm, I had to watch RE (Canadian title for the show ER). That's one of my favourite (pronounced fay-vower-writ) shows. The food in Canada was funny too. Their egg yolks are bright yellow instead of slightly orange, the Sweet-N-Low comes in blue packets (paquets), and their beef has and odd flavour (pronounced flay-vower). I coulda swoure that they called their coffee ''caffee'' (pronounced calf-fee).

And I'm proud to be an American where most words are spelled as they be pronounced. I also can show my true colors and not colours (cull-hours).


A return (albeit temporarily) to Fairbanks. I had one of the best welcomings back to Fairbanks recently. I went back for a few days to catch up on a few things and deal with some unfinished business. My last trip was more controversial cos I had a hot 5'11'' blonde dish that no one liked cos I wasn't hot enough for her.

This trip was good enough and successful enough that it warrants another one in the near future. It was nice to have my old time buddies/buddesses act like I was actually missed for the past 18 months. The best thing was that no one dumped all kinds of issues on me after not speaking to me or failing to return my emails for a long time.


I always wonder why when I'm talking to a male friend. After my conversation is over with him, his girlfriend puffs her chest up and walks towards me expecting me to introduce myself. The deal is, the conversation with him is over and I'm preparing to walk off already.

Ideally, the solution should be that she approaches me for an introduction during the conversation. I don't mind being cut off for those purposes. Then she can include herself in the conversation. In the end, I look bad cos I barely notice her approach us and walk off as if I didn't see her.

This situation has happened multiple times with different groups of people.

Between May 2002 and present (April 2004), I've literally met 1000's of new people. Whether thru work, business (slightly different than work), or during my off-time. I've been losing track of whom I've met thru whoever and during what function or period of time.

I've dealt with this by limiting who can introduce me to whomever to a certain amount of persons. After that, it's not worth my time to converse with the overquotaed individuals because I'm gonna forget that I've met them anyway. It has been another controversial move on my part in the past 23 months (I've had many) and I've experienced some backlash for that and got chewed out once. Another time, I was called snooty and stuck up.

The great thing is, my current group of friends are more understanding than my last group (and last group of ''friends'' was a horid, horid group of friends, the people I used to watch ER with) and the current group lets me explain myself. That being said, I'm keeping track of names and faces just slightly easier.


I spoke with a stand-up commedian after a performance recently and he complimented me on my humor, delivery, and timing. I won't have a gig anytime soon, but a commedian thought I was funny.


I've always thought of myself as old-fashioned, and having a very sheltered-upbringing. To my amazement, someone I knew from work was introducing me to a collegue and referred to me as ''A very new-age styled guy''. How can I be new-aged when I don't even carry a cell phone?


I was just alerted to the fact that the cold medicine I took recently had temporary hallucinogenic effects. That explains a lot, I said some weird things that normally don't reflect my opinions.


I've been having:
Phoebe: They don't know that we know they know we know!
(Joey shakes his head)
Phoebe: (And) Joey, you can't say anything! Joey: Couldn't if I wanted to?!?

stuck in my head recently.


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