tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84501083239589288382024-03-13T10:24:14.355-07:00Life as it happensLife of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-90286203336045617092010-02-16T00:49:00.000-08:002010-02-16T00:50:17.014-08:00kevin smith vs southwestthis is Kevin's blog<br /><br />Lots of folks still telling me to stop crying and lose weight - as if that’s what this was all about. Easier to tell the lie about the whiney Fatso than the truth that someone at Southwest fucked up. “Sure, someone fucked up, Lardo” You’re saying. “You and your fat gut! This is YOUR fault because you’re fat!”<br /><br />Once again: I know I’m fat. The point of all this? I’m not too fat for Southwest Air, yet someone deemed me so. *sigh*<br /><br />Then, suddenly? A glimmer of hope: a little after 12 noon (roughly 48 hrs after being deemed Too Fat To Fly), Linda (a rep from Southwest Airlines) called my house.<br /><br />Very sweet, warmly compassionate and apologetic, Linda assured me they’d been trying to track me down for at least a day, but my cell phone was indicating a full voicemail box.<br /><br />First, there was the serious “Mea culpa” - very sincere, very meaningful, from an actual individual who didn’t then spend the next two paragraphs telling me it was still all my fault because I’m fat.<br /><br />In fact, Linda admitted (without urging) that the whole situation was handled really badly, and that the blog write-up was in error.<br /><br />Linda told me that, before I got anywhere near the plane (remember: I was hoping to get on standby), they were having a space issue on board with another passenger who’d purchased two seats, and they were having a problem moving already-seated passengers to accommodate this person. Enter me, who - Linda admitted - WAS NOT A PROBLEM. She fully acknowledged that I wasn’t bounced by the Pilot… BECAUSE THE PILOT PROBABLY DIDN’T EVEN SEE ME.<br /><br />According to Linda, with the melee surrounding boarding and finding a second seat for the other passenger, the Pilot called for a quick settlement of any outstanding issues so that they might take off. And even though I was already planted in my arm-rest lowerable, seat-belt-buckleable seat, I got the hook.<br /><br />So the Pilot DIDN’T bounce me because I couldn’t fit in the seat. In fact, it sounds like the Pilot had very little to do with bouncing me at all. And Linda said she just found this out today, as they gather info from all involved.<br /><br />But if that’s the case, then who made that call to yank me? Someone had to actually point a finger and say “Him. He goes.” And not only that, but they then stood behind a fabrication that I was being ejected because I was too fat for my seat.<br /><br />Regardless, I thanked Linda and told her she was the nicest Southwestern employee I’d met in the last 43 hrs. And then, I asked when Southwest was going to update their blog, to which she said soon, and we hung-up pleasantly. And as pleasant as Linda was, clearly the notion of me going on Larry King scared the shit out of somebody over there.<br /><br />I was very nice but very firm/clear with Linda: Southwestern needs to make this right. And “right” is Southwestern falling on their sword over a situation THEY CREATED and continued to mismanage for nearly 48hrs.<br /><br />So I swore to Linda, up and down “Get me a document to sign, and I’ll swear on my child’s life and penalty of all I own that I’ll never sue your Airlines. But just PUT THE FUCKING TRUTH OUT THERE THAT I’M NOT TOO FAT TO FLY, AND THAT THIS WAS ALL AN UNFORTUNATE ERROR ON SOUTHWESTERN’S PART.”<br /><br />This is the piece Linda wrote.<br /><br />She called me a little bit ago to see if I’d read the piece. I put her on hold, quickly read it, then got back on the horn.<br /><br />“Linda - there’s nothing about me not being Too Fat To Fly,” I said.<br />“The people around you said they had to lean over to make room for you,” Linda offered.<br />“Linda, they didn’t! The older lady was leaning against the window like she was gonna nap, and the lady to my left was already leaning toward the aisle. I would never pick a seat that might possibly make me look even fatter because I don’t fit in it or something.”<br />“That’s the report I have,” she continued, then sighed and added “This is so embarrassing to talk about.”<br />“Wait - what people around me?” I asked.<br />“The people seated next to you.”<br />“You guys went to their houses and interviewed them?”<br />“No.”<br />“Then where’d that statement come from?”<br />“Others people around you.”<br />“Linda, there was nobody but me, the two ladies, and Suzanne. Are you telling me this is Suzanne’s report?”<br />“The report we received said the ladies were leaning away from you.”<br />“They were already leaning when I sat down! They didn’t lean because of me! I even asked them both if I was a problem. But you said you took their statements, and now you’re saying they weren’t interviewed at all. You said we’d get to the bottom of who made the decision to boot me, since it WASN’T the Pilot.”<br /><br />And Linda apologized and pointed out the blog apologies for putting me on and taking me off the plane, as well as the refunded fares.<br /><br />“But the last paragraph is still all about your two seat rule. By including it, you guys are still saying I was Too Fat To Fly - or at least NOT correcting it. You even say ‘You’re not here to debate the decision the Employees made.’ But when we spoke, you told me they were wrong, and THAT’S why I was happy and ready to drop all this. I don’t want your money, I just want you to put in print what you told me: that I was grabbed because I was the last guy on, not because I didn’t fit with the arm rests down, or because I couldn’t buckle the seat belt. Because I did. And we both know this.”<br /><br />I feel like a broken record with that stupid “But I could buckle and fit” shit. Pathetic, right? Grasping at any dignity straws. But that’s what you do when you’re kinda stripped of your dignity.<br /><br />I could hear it in her voice: the sad frustration. Somewhere between the two phone calls, the bounty that was hinted at got a lot smaller. And while the apology is a little deeper now and more sincerely-worded than it was in the initial “apology” blog (thank you, Linda), it still infers that I need two seats to fly on Southwest Airlines.<br /><br />I begged her to just put the truth in the about me and the seat belt and arm rest - at least admit you guys were wrong: that I wasn’t Too Fat To Fly. And while in phone call #1 it seemed promising, it didn’t happen. There was some standard corp-speak about how they’re going to examine their “Person of Size” policy, and how they know it needs change. I sincerely hope it does. That shit with the Girl on the flight was just heartbreaking and shameful.<br /><br />But to be honest, I was looking for a little exoneration so I didn’t have to keep exonerating myself. And while Linda was kind and respectful, if they’re gonna stick with this “Well… he needed two seats…” shit, then we’re just back to square one.<br /><br />You guys screwed up, SWA; why’s it so hard to own up to it? Now I’m gonna carry this Too Fat To Fly shit around like herpes for the rest of my life, and it was never even true.<br /><br />So, Linda: I appreciate the effort you made, the time you spent with me on the phone, and the work you put into this. You, too, were a reasonable cat during our conversation.<br /><br />But wrapping up with a repeating of that 2 seat policy (the one THAT HAS NO BEARING ON MY CASE) is a reminder that you guys haven’t learned anything: you’re still blaming it on the Fatty. Still, you tried. Thank you for that, Linda - and for being human.<br /><br />Southwest, I appreciate you refunding my airfare. But if you’re not gonna admit I wasn’t Too Fat To Fly, then I’ll cover it.<br /><br />But, folks? Tomorrow? Let’s Tweet about other stuff, shall we? This is starting to taste mediciney and fruitless.<br /><br /> “Well it proves one thing, Mr. Hooper. It proves that you wealthy college boys don’t have the education enough to admit when you’re wrong.-Quint, Jaws.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-22285643794290354572009-07-02T20:21:00.001-07:002009-07-02T20:21:47.177-07:00I'm the oneI'M The One<br />I'Ve Been Here For You All Along<br />I'M The One<br />Who'S Shoulder You'Ve Been Cryin On<br />Nice Guys Finish Last<br />No One Knows As Good As Me<br />We'Re Just Good Friends<br />And You Come To Me For Sympathy<br />You Tell Me That I'M Not Your Type<br />Still You Call Me Late At Night<br />Everytime He Picks A Fight<br />After All He'S Said And All He'S Done<br />I'M The One<br />I'Ve Been Here For You All Along<br />I'M The One<br />Who'S Shoulder You'Ve Been Cryin On<br />He'S A Total Dick<br />That'S The Truth And You Know I'M Right<br />From Everything You Say<br />Theres No Way He'Ll Ever Do You Right<br />You Love A Man Who Treats You Wrong<br />You Think You'Ll Change Him<br />But You'Re Wrong<br />He'Ll Use You He'Ll Say So Long<br />After All He'S Said And All He'S Done<br />I'M The One<br />I'Ve Been Here For You All Along<br />I'M The One<br />Who'S Shoulder You'Ve Been Cryin On<br />I'M The One Who Wants You More Than Anything<br />You Don'T Feel The Same Way You Made It Clear To Me<br />But I'Ll Stand My Ground And Maybe<br />You'Ll Hear What I'Ve Been Sayin<br />After All I'Ve Said And All I'Ve Done<br />I'M The One<br />I'Ve Been Here For You All Along<br />I'M The One<br />Who'S Shoulder You'Ve Been Cryin On<br />I'M The One<br />I'Ve Been Here For You All Along<br />I'M The One<br />Who'S Shoulder You'Ve Been Cryin On<br />I'M The OneLife of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-4106925087269362282009-06-26T15:50:00.001-07:002009-06-26T15:50:59.189-07:00Fathers dayHi .<br /><br />I really just said hi to myself. I don’t talk to myself enough. If I did I would learn that going without sleep for a couple of days isn’t good for me. I know it’s been awhile since I put my thoughts down on here. Sorry for that. I should really do a better job. <br /> It’s almost a year since my Dad passed and it’s still hard. Father’s day sucked. There is no getting around it. Even through I hung out with my brother and Mom it still has really hard. I miss him so much. Sometimes I just want to cry and yell but I can’t. I have to be strong for everyone else. I really need a breakthrough right now in some things. That’s what I'm praying and hoping for.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-83035141460682522812009-01-26T10:34:00.000-08:002009-01-26T10:41:14.400-08:00life stuffHI everybody!!!<br />Sorry it’s been awhile since my last post. My life has been crazy. I have battling some depression about my dad and then I have also been slammed with work. I’m still going through some growing pains with the new job at ROCKHARBOR. Its been challenging me to be better and to work with people better. Yes I can still learn new things.<br />I have been thinking about my dad so much this month. I don’t know why but it’s been really hard. I miss him so much. I had a really hard time one day when a couple of my roommates were thinking with their fathers and I missed my dad so much that day. But its one step at a time for meLife of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-44454570713704755542009-01-02T01:36:00.001-08:002009-01-02T01:36:39.554-08:00late nightTonight I can’t sleep. A million questions and worries keeping me up. I don’t know they seem to hit me when I try to go to sleep. I just want to rest and get ready for tomorrow but my brain won’t shut off. I really miss my dad and how things were before he died.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-79639236298611876462008-12-09T11:46:00.000-08:002008-12-09T11:50:29.248-08:00humbug<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/ST7L_KBIvDI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1qagzH448CE/s1600-h/AA019925.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/ST7L_KBIvDI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1qagzH448CE/s200/AA019925.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277880099206118450" /></a><br />I don’t feel like the holidays yet.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-18206546884090762372008-11-28T19:29:00.001-08:002008-11-28T19:29:23.701-08:00turkey day recapi hope everyone had a great turkey day. I had fun with boomer. Plus we didnt burn the house down. I will be posting a video shortly which will show me and boomer makeing a thanksgiving meal. I think its going to be a fun wekend too. Im recording my brother and we are laying down tracks in the studio its lots of fun. I hope everyone has a great weekend!<br /><br />Ps go uscLife of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-25717522892530207042008-10-20T13:49:00.000-07:002008-10-20T13:54:56.368-07:00Weekend<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/SPzwGMLyTUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7VkTMFf5j5Q/s1600-h/10117921.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/SPzwGMLyTUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7VkTMFf5j5Q/s200/10117921.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259342454002437442" /></a><br />Sometimes i feel so out of it. Im tired of bad things happening to my family.When are we going to get a break as a family. Im tired of it all. I just want to go hide in a cave or get in a big brawl. I know that sounds dumb but what is more dumb is all the ish in my life. Why can't i seem to get a handle on it. <br />This weekend was really hard. I just ran from it and ran right into the old ways of dealing with life. Why do i do this? I want to be better!!!!!Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-27550966519816763812008-10-17T14:56:00.000-07:002008-10-17T14:59:16.693-07:00Dads birthdayToday really sucks. I MISS my dad so much!!!!No one understands. I hate today. I dont want it to happen ever again. I want these feeling to go away.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-35371176192614555332008-10-07T08:12:00.000-07:002008-10-07T08:20:04.840-07:00I feel so......<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/SOt-BnbKu7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/LMt3FEvQgj4/s1600-h/sb10068645m-001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/SOt-BnbKu7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/LMt3FEvQgj4/s200/sb10068645m-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254431956485716914" /></a><br />My life just seems to be in a enternal slump. I dont feel good. I haven't been sleeping good. My mom hit her head on the fridge yesterday. I don't know if I am going to get this job at the church. one of my brothers dogs died 2 days ago. Friends are acting wierd. I feel the weight of the world on me.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-33686580812706783632008-09-30T09:24:00.001-07:002008-09-30T09:25:18.037-07:00stupid thingsMy computer went down for the count last week. Its crazy how of your life is connected with the computer. I was having withdrawels by day two.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-10958433927432748162008-08-13T11:29:00.000-07:002008-08-13T11:30:19.887-07:00feelingSometimes I feel too much. I don’t want too anymore. The pain sucks. It’s a part of life. Does it really ever go away?I feel so wore down by all the emotions. I just feel like crying whenever Im alone. That’s when I just put on the headphones and try to deal with it. Most nights when I close my eyes I see my dad laying in bed and taking his last breath. Why did he have to go so soon? Its not fair!Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-28299388695936846642008-07-21T11:11:00.001-07:002008-07-21T11:11:41.292-07:00party for my dadCome celebrate the life of Dennis Riggs. He died far to young. He was amazing husband, father and friend. He loved the lord with all his heart and he is in a better place. A place where cancer and stress cant bother him. The service will be this Friday July 25th at faith chapel in San Diego.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-9782497720566653842008-05-22T13:16:00.001-07:002008-05-22T13:19:07.185-07:00screaming outThese days just suck for me. I’m over it! I’m so tired of my dad being sick. I’m so tired of stupid cancer!!!!! He just got test results back and the treatment has been non-effective. So now he is waiting on one more set of test to see where he goes next. It’s not a positive outlook. I’m also tired of the family stress. It’s out of control. My dad is really sick and all the stress doesn’t help or the stress of his sickness makes is crazy. We need a break through in our family’s life. So now I have finished school and I’m jobless and my dad is dying. Something needs to change. Are you listening God?Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-4491688916833809792008-04-22T21:42:00.000-07:002008-04-22T21:44:55.973-07:00upside ----downsideIt’s been a rough couple of days. My dad is fighting cancer and got released but he has not been feeling good. I haven’t been feeling good either. Im ready for the summer! But when summer comes it will bring all its own set of problems. Life is crazy! I feel like I’m stuck on a rollercoaster that will never end.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-45075581319582634252008-04-13T18:48:00.000-07:002008-04-13T18:49:06.417-07:00back to the westMade it back from the trip to Florida. It was a lot of fun and a great experience. I learned a lot about how to sell myself to other people. This festival was all about networking. We meet a ton of people. It was cool to see how people responded to our film. <br /> We got selected to be A&E indie film spotlight. This is a major honor. We are stoked to be recognized in this way. They cut a commercial of our film and put it on their website. Also they will be running 20 second spots of the film on A&E. <br /> So all in all it was a fun weekend. I’m glad I was able to go. My sister even flew out for it so that was way fun to. The showing of 305 at Newport Beach film festival sold-out in 8 days. Some of the festival organizers said they have never seen a screening sell out like that. So now they gave us a second screening. I’m hoping that we can sell that one out too.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-83337866164670598432008-04-07T14:15:00.000-07:002008-12-09T20:10:26.384-08:00busy and resting<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/R_qPfbX1nsI/AAAAAAAAACI/v48MLWp1T1w/s1600-h/IMG_0847.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/R_qPfbX1nsI/AAAAAAAAACI/v48MLWp1T1w/s200/IMG_0847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186615690957004482" /></a><br />Hi all.<br />It’s been an exciting last couple of days. I just got back from my senior cruise. It was lots of fun! I have been stressing a lot the last couple of days. My dad is in the hospital again. He is starting new treatment. They found new cancer in him. This sucks a lot! I wish it were all done with. Also I’m getting ready to go to Florida with 305. We leave on Wednesday. I’m stoked and nervous about it. I think we will do well but with my dad being sick it’s had to have fun. I hope he can make my graduation. He wants to come but doesn’t know if he will be able to. I am looking forward to finishing school and getting on with life. But we will see how all that goes. <br />All right so that’s basically the update and I got to go and do some homework.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-64907420711450223082008-03-13T15:44:00.000-07:002008-03-13T15:47:13.710-07:00the road dog lifeThe trip was so amazing. We went to Fargo North Dakota and Ogden Utah for film festivals. We showed our film “305”. I had such a good time. I need it badly. It was really cold in Utah and North Dakota. We got a really good response. The audiences laughed throughout the whole film. I felt really good about it.<br />At one point we were driving back to Utah from North Dakota and I was sitting in the backbench of the van. I was so tired and sick of the van. But at that moment I felt a complete peace about it. Like I knew I was doing exactly what I was supposed to be doing. I was with the right people and doing the right things. I can’t wait for what is in store for me when I finally graduate for vanguard. <br />A little update on the film we got accepted into the Palm Beach international film festival. That’s huge for us. That’s a top ten-film festival and is really respected. Also we got into Newport Beach film festival. So that is going to be a huge party and all my friends on the west coast have to come. Hopefully we can have the DVD available to sell in May.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-76019810147804877072008-02-25T20:32:00.000-08:002008-12-09T20:10:26.940-08:00Given Up<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/R8OWygx56FI/AAAAAAAAAB0/2O__4kooMww/s1600-h/Linkin-Park-ww09.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/R8OWygx56FI/AAAAAAAAAB0/2O__4kooMww/s200/Linkin-Park-ww09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171142591688337490" /></a><br /> <br />Wake in a sweat again<br />Another day's been laid to waste<br />In my disgrace<br />Stuck in my head again<br />Feels like I'll never leave this place<br />There's no escape<br /><br />I'm my own worst enemy<br /><br />I've given up...<br />I'm sick of feeling<br />Is there nothing you can say?<br />Take this all away<br />I'm suffocating!<br />Tell me what the f**k is wrong with me!<br /><br />I don't know what to take<br />Thought I was focused but I'm scared<br />I'm not prepared<br />I hyperventilate<br />Looking for help somehow somewhere<br />And no one cares<br /><br />I'm my own worst enemy<br /><br /><br /><br />I've given up...<br />I'm sick of feeling<br />Is there nothing you can say?<br />Take this all away<br />I'm suffocating!<br />Tell me what the f**k is wrong<br />with me!<br /><br />GOD!<br /><br />Put me out of my misery<br />Put me out of my misery<br />Put me out of my...<br />Put me out of my f**king misery!<br /><br />I've given up<br />I'm sick of feeling<br />Is there nothing you can say?<br />Take this all away<br />I'm suffocating!<br />Tell me what the f**k is<br />Wrong with me!Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-28273806325995785192008-01-31T11:48:00.000-08:002008-01-31T11:49:03.487-08:00life in generalI feel worried about my life and family. It’s hard not to worry. I can be a control freak sometimes. I hate when people start doing stuff and I feel like I’m being replaced. I just want to be good at what ever I do. This pass week has been tough for me. My dad has been sick and battling cancer and an infection. Those are not combos. The treatment for cancer kills your body’s defenses against being sick so it is harder on you being sick. My family feels like a big stress bowl right. My brother is working my dads company and my mom is struggling with my dad being sick. Meanwhile, I’m trying to finish at school. I have been feeling so depressed lately. It is hard to fight it off. Something needs to change quickly.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-41159717506392004852008-01-18T10:32:00.000-08:002008-12-09T20:10:27.129-08:00screaming til it hurts<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/R5DxrgtawRI/AAAAAAAAABs/lps9zyLaI6U/s1600-h/200439631-001.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/R5DxrgtawRI/AAAAAAAAABs/lps9zyLaI6U/s200/200439631-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156887303156318482" /></a><br />Sorry it’s been awhile since I updated the blog. It’s been a rollercoaster of a ride. SO everyone knows about how we were waiting to start the second round of treatment for my dad but we had big problems. Apparently Medicare decided to tell the hospital that my dad was not covered by them for the second round of treatment and he was not covered for the first round. I’m so sick stupid government stuff like this. So my sister knocked down some doors and pimp slap Medicare into covering my dad. <br />This kind of stuff just makes me so mad. I mean my dad is going toe to toe against a disease that could kill but he also has to battle Medicare. I swear I just to explode on some people. This stuff makes me just want to scream out in anger, pain and sorrow for my dad. That might be the worst part of this journey. I can’t do anything to help my dad with this. I can provide emotional help but a part me wishes that could over this with a snap of the fingers.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-55883322717611769612007-12-31T20:34:00.001-08:002008-12-09T20:10:27.335-08:00New Years<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/R3nDJgtawQI/AAAAAAAAABk/Xe-9u8OpUpk/s1600-h/369228499_c5fd3275ba_b.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/R3nDJgtawQI/AAAAAAAAABk/Xe-9u8OpUpk/s200/369228499_c5fd3275ba_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150362217041543426" /></a><br />I just wanted to say HAPPY NEW YEAR! I hope everyone has a fun countdown tonight. This year has been crazy, with everything going on with my dad to the success of 305. <br />I just wanted to thank everyone again. If you ever lifted a prayer, sent money, gave a hug, cleaned our house, called us, text us, took one of us out for food, was shoulder to cry on and did something I can’t think of. Thank you so much. Dad got a great update today. The doctor said he couldn’t find any more cancer. So now we are waiting for Medicare to approve the next round of treatment. Then he will have to recover from that treatment and goes into a maintains program. We so excited about this. Please keep us in your prayers as we try to find a place for my parents to live. I hope and pray that everyone has great new years.<br />LateLife of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-36876766302008261552007-12-20T12:34:00.000-08:002008-12-09T20:10:27.778-08:00Good Stuff<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/R2rSTwtawPI/AAAAAAAAABc/j-_IrSP91FA/s1600-h/sb10063089bi-001.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vrd41Lek4PI/R2rSTwtawPI/AAAAAAAAABc/j-_IrSP91FA/s320/sb10063089bi-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146156761158959346" /></a><br />It’s Christmas Time!!!!!!!!<br /><br />Also I will be going to a special poker night fundriaser for my parents tonight. The place where my sister Tina works is putting on a special poker night. I think it is going to so much fun. Im just so blown away by what people have done for my family. It’s just Lord blessing us like never before.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-87024364539413431582007-12-19T23:53:00.000-08:002007-12-19T23:54:50.478-08:00what to do<a href="http://s52.photobucket.com/albums/g23/emoboy619/?action=view¤t=Sons001.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g23/emoboy619/Sons001.jpg" border="0" alt="Little kids at the beach"></a><br /> Sometimes in life you don’t know what to do. That is what my life has been the last couple of months. With all that is going on with my family I just have not known what to do. But that’s when God shows up! My father was diagnosed with cancer and my world has totally changed. It is hard to see my father in his weakened state. Even when we talk on the phone I can hear how tired he is. But he is not giving up.<br /> God is doing a work. He got good news from the doctors. They said all his blood numbers are up. Which means this special treatment is working. Now we are waiting for medicare to approved the next round of treatment. Hopefully this will start a week after Christmas. I want to wish a special thanks to everyone who has prayed for us,donated to my family or even said a kind word. I believe these acts have help to sustain my family through this time. God provided for family so we can have Christmas in our own home and not have to worry about moving until after the holidays.Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8450108323958928838.post-59445487679571374052007-12-18T16:31:00.001-08:002007-12-18T17:50:34.196-08:00Dad Video<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t1AiimpuH_c"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t1AiimpuH_c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>Life of the Big Rigghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07178634845738522293noreply@blogger.com0