Plants

I've seen goodness and the bad, and through the darkness I see the moon.

Looking Back

Life comes at us so fast. It is impossible to prepare. Comfort is found in the passing of time and the distance it affords us from things witch we fear have been forgotten. A picture so innocent unlocking parts of our lives that escape us. Simple childhood artifacts deleted filling spaces between what can be seen now as unmistakeably important given the maturation of our perspective. I don't remember the Big Wheel, action figures or the sweetness of holiday candy. In retrospect our pictures unlock the camaraderie of protective brothers, proud fathers, the relentless love of our mothers. Distracted by adolescence our priorities malign devoid of consequence and only captured in a rare thoughtful picture is the sun burning the ocean as the sunset sets out to sea.

Thank you for the memories mom and Happy Birthday Brother. Don't get so old that you forget the kid clutched affectionately in that headlock so long ago.

Love, Jay

Solar oven in action

WORK

Sorry we haven't had much time to communicate this season. We have been working double shifts throughout. Jennifer is busy with both work and fire science classes she's taking at Mesa Community College. I started working in the restaurant industry as a server just before Christmas and haven't had much time to do anything else since. We hope to make a strong work push for a while and maybe take some time off once things settle down. Hope everyone's doing well, best wishes, J

Sikestonain Solar Cooker

Sun Oven

Naughty Kitty

Federalies & Beach Gringo's

I though I would wait a week or so before setting everyone at ease about our perilous adventures south of the border. Turns out no one even knew we had been on vacation and those that did thought we had gone before we even left. Jenni's brother practically bumped into us in downtown Porta Pinasco and didn't even know it. Invisibility is achievable if unspoken. The family had a great time. I hid in the room with sheets on the windows in a sticky sweat waiting to be taken to a Mexican prison for sneezing. Our hotel was six blocks off the main street of a small town. Dogs were growling through the hole in the wall where the A/C unit had fallen out. We negotiated a special price on the room because we had been forced to donate to a sick children s fund at gun point by federalies who stopped us in the middle of a street in the previous town. At first I resisted but when I glanced over at the officers wife he asked me to step out of our car. While another policeman distracted my wife through the passengers window he politely asked me to follow him behind the vehicle where he offered to donate MY life to his cause. "Maybe I give your life to my cause amigo" I swung at him with keys keys protruding from my fist but only managed to scratch his cheek. Once again he remained calm while motioning to his partner. I could feel the blood was flowing down my right arm. I was struck in the back of the head with the but of his partners gun. My eyes turned in my head up and to to the left against my will and then closed during my collapse to the rubble amidst the hot black asphalt of a broken Mexico road. Though I couldn't see the rubble it felt good in my hands like a chance for survival or a warm place to surrender to.

A gold toothed man awoke me with the words you like? A bracelet for you wife my friend? I politely declined. It's a dangerous place that Mexico. Try not to fall asleep on the beach with a cold beer on your shoulder while dogs are barking and your keys are slipping off your lap into the sand. Your bound to get hit by a Frisbee in the back of the head. I didn't catch my keys but the barking pinche perro left me some warm rubble.

Tonopah, AZ

Headed West to Tonopah this morning to follow up on a trade show lead. The Home and Garden show at the AZ state fairgrounds this last weekend was a success. Here was our booth. Ah look at the baby. You can't say no to that.

Hello

We will be in Mexico from the 8th through the 11th. Will post some pictures for your viewing pleasure. Just hope we get back into the country.

Rocky Point

Here it is,

According to ME!

Off to Mexico, to be exact, Rocky Point Mexico. Don't venture too far. LOCKED UP ABROAD! You have got to see the fish that Daniel caught from a swimming hole in a river in Yuma off a sweet pontoon boat.

Follow Up

Diarrhea, blood in the stool,

Who doesn't love the show House? This is a great show. Nurse call the O.R. Ctc, bp call the or panel. Who even knows what all this means? I guess it is best left to the professionals. Pretty cool though.

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New Venture

Over the last year I have been looking for a career path closer to home, more lucrative financially and of course anything but a cubicle. You can't pay me enough to sit in a cubicle! Two other parameters were to be that if I am going to be selling something it has to be something that I believe in and truly benefits someone. Our nice quiet gated community here at La Fortina has had 36 burglaries with in a 6 month span. In one case a neighbor woman coming home from work was followed through the gate and was kidnapped in her own home as she went to enter it. Their in lies the need for my new venture called security. I am a gadget minded guy, you can't waive enough techie stuff at me to satisfy me. Once we realized how easy and inexpensive it was to set up a security system I immediately built a website that our community could all use to view useful info such as HOA meeting times, events etc. One of the purposes was to get people aware of the crime in our community of around 180 homes. I put in a quick crime stats map that the local newspaper puts online using Google. It is pretty astonishing how much goes on while we think we are secure at home sleeping at night. I did an analysis of what was important to me regarding security.

Here's my list:

1. My immediate family members and those family and friends who dwell elsewhere.
2. Pets also part of the family
3. I don't want a catastrophic loss such as a fire or flood.
4. Possessions, it's cheaper to keep them from getting stolen that to replace them.
5. Peace of mind and even some entertainment remote viewing of the home while away.

I'm sure everyone has their own agenda as to what they value. I do also understand that with varying circumstances security might be for a single home occupant with no family or pets in which case the security would be for just them. The important thing to remember is that if it makes you feel safe if nothing else you'll live longer from less stress worrying about it.

Quick Facts:

1 in 6 will have burglary, fire, medical emergency or carbon monoxide poisoning with in the next six years.
When the economy goes south crime goes up.
9 out of 10 burglars would not attempt a break in at a monitored residence.
The one that did challenge the system came away with much less knowing that the police were going to be arriving soon.
20% off homeowners insurance.
3% increase value of home for having a professionally installed security system
The more security systems installed in an area the less crime will take place.

Networking:

If your in a business in Arizona, Washington or Colorado we need to talk. I have a printing company in house that can put together dual branded promotional fliers to get out as a value add to your existing customers.

We are an authorized dealer of ADT doing business as Suncoast Security. ADT is the largest longest lasting security company in the world. Lifetime warranty on parts and labor. Money back guarentee's $500.00 if you do get broken into. 24/7 technical support.

ADT Facts:

Been in business 135 years.
Largest Security Company in the world.
Protects the White House.
Protects 90% of the Fortune 500.

Suncoast Security will handle residential and small business applications. This includes professional installation of monitored burglary, fire, carbon monoxide, and medical response systems. Custom install and cctv video surveillance also available.

Day and a Life of the savvy ADT customer.

1. Leave for work forgot to set alarm use cell to active it.
2. Dog turned on gas stove with paw while away. ADT notified issue resolved.
3. Cable repair man need access you disable alarm and arm when he leaves.
4. Burglar breaks window behind bush around back and out of site from view. Alarm triggered, siren sounded, trained ADT rep's voice hear through out house. Issue resolved. Polce notified ADT replaces window at no additional charge.
5. Kids come home from school, a message is sent to your phone.
6. The wind comes up and you want to see the status of your property. Check your remote cameras from your internet connection. House is fine kids are fine.
7. Oldest child leave to a friends house and leaves a message on the control panel.
8. Alarm is activated from friends entering home. ADT asks what the code is and the child gives it to them thereby avoiding a false alarm
9. Wife shows up and dis arms system with remote key faub.
10. Over the weekend the family is away on a camping trip. They are notified of a gas leak and a water leak in the water heater.
11. After coming home and fixing this the next week their 75 year old grandmother has stopped taking her medications. ADT notifies son.
12. Grandmother slips and can't get to phone. She depresses medical pendant and emergency services are contacted.
13. While grandmother is at hospital for three days alarm protects home.
14. Grandmother has not moved for 8 hours in residence. Son is notified of non activity and checks up on her.

Happy Birthday Mom!!

I hope you had a wonderful birthday!!

The BS in Tomatoes and herbs

There are five of them struggling in the hot desert sun just to survive, mostly left alone with no food and little water. The sun is turning them red and the tree they cling to is bending with there weight. Can't wait till they get big and juicy so I can sink my teeth into them.I think its time to get some kind of lattes support for my tomatoes before they break the stock they grow on. We are growing some herbs too. Some died and left room for the tougher ones to grow. A little water here and there and the next thing you know you have a spaghetti with cilantro and vine ripened tomatoes. I think I might apply this to college. I'm thinking about taking a course here and there where I can fit it at the University of Phoenix Online. BS in Business and Marketing. I like the think tank, idea generation part of all the businesses I have worked for. I very much enjoy trying new things and experimenting. Most of the positions that I have seen over the last few years in sales that had good pay and provided a respectable job title required a BS degree. Onwards and upwards, blah, blah. See you on the back side.

I am at work again.........................

Please people get an awesome education, and get that education in a field your interested in.

Baseball and Stew

Fifty chores is the order of the day. Get up and get r done. While the boss was at work my troops and I fortified the home front. We took a load to the dump, pulled weeds, moped floors, washed windows, mowed the lawn, vacuumed carpets, dishes, bathrooms. You get the idea. Then off to Great Clips for a not so great clip. Fry's has meat for my stew. This is a Sikestonian Original. Get out your note pads people. I call it the Manager's Special. All the spices in the world won't allow this one to work with out aged stew beef. That's the magic. Look for the oldest meat on the shelf marked Managers Special and at half price you'll have enough gas money to get back home.

Recipe

Managers Special stew beef 2lbs
1 small Cabbage
1/2 cup red wine vinegar
1/4 cup Worcestershire
2 tbsp Cold Mountain rub
Dash of Hickory liquid smoke
1 Jar Ragu six cheese spaghetti sauce
1 can of corn
1 can garbanzo beans
1 Cyrano pepper
Fresh cut Cilantro
Dash lime juice
1 small 7oz can diced green chillies
2 cloves garlic
2 tbsp dried onion flakes
1/2 can beer

Marinade the meat for four hours. Combine stew beef, Worcestershire, beer, red wine vinegar and rub in a bag and go mad cow on it. Pull it out every so often and beat it up some more.

Cold Mountain home made rub A simple North Carolina Recipe:

1/2 cup sugar
1/2 cup paprika (Sweet or hot)
1/2 cup Black Pepper
1/2 cup Salt
That's right math majors. It makes 2 cups.

Take the meat out of the cooler and drain the juices out of the bag into a saute pan and let it reduce. Transfer the meat to the BBQ heated to 500 degrees minimum. Sear the meat on the outside. Be sure to have some apple or hickory wood smoke chips in there somewhere.

Have the remaining ingredients cooking int the crock pot during preperation. Put in a half cup of beef stock or two bullion cubes in same amount of water. Add the reduces juices, and kicked up aged stew meat to the crock. Keep on high for about three hours. Let the cabbage determine the cooking time. I like my cabbage to be just a bit stiff.

Disclaimer: Results may vary depending on the age of the beef. This delightful method of cooking requires the meat to be cooked right away as rotten meat doesn't keep very long.

What's a long day with out a D'back's baseball game. We had a great time with friends even thought we got beat. They should have had eaten some managers special before the game. The fire works display was awesome. The stadium lights go dark and 20,000 fans go silent. Crack, Boom! It's actually a rather decent fireworks display.

Happy Birthday Twins!!!!

Get!

Get is what I say to the dog when its stuffing it's big brown wet nose into my keyboard. The voyage to work this morning was nothing less that a catastrophe. At 4:30 AM a disabled commuter was hit by no less than eight different vehicles and scattered across all lanes of a seven lane highway. It might sound heartless but I might say his day was better than us survivors. All lanes were shut down during investigation for hours. I took in a whole week worth of talk radio in while my exhaust poured into the atmosphere. I felt like an alien landing at work with half the employees that use my route missing and the other half asking about body parts. When my manager finally arrived he handed out the unexcused reprimands to those so deserving. Yes you might think that smacks of irony. However, you can't blame managers anymore, they are merely implementing a system some invisible corporate monkey found on the internet. In our case its called ADP (another dispensable protocol) as I so affectionately call it. Who cares! I made a BBQ last night. I enjoyed it. Wifey said it was under cooked. Soy sauce, red wine vinegar and garlic for the marinade then smoked in the BBQ with Sikestonian applwood chips. The End

Nothing to say

Hello, I don't really have anything to say. I hope everyone is doing well. I haven't officially planned a trip to Washington as of yet. I will soon though. I made a salsa yesterday. I used a traditional mochahete that I picked up from a Mexican restaurant by the name of La Tolteca. Yes I paid for it. They build the best burrito I have ever eaten from a commercial operation. In the salsa I used cerano, poblano, green onion, roma tomatoes, garlic, salt, pepper and lemon juice. Smash, Smash done. I tossed in about five cerano peppers thinking that they were mild, oops. Oh well it tasted great when you get over the small bon fire in your mouth. I made it a point to toast to the late Robert Mondavi. Though the 6 dollar bottle wasn't that great of a tribute. I figure he sold millions of those six dollar bottles. Sunday is the day I usually try to prepare my lunches for the work week. I will be making an American Goulash. What better way to clean out the pantry and ice box than to throw it all in the crock pot. That reminds me of the rotten steak I brought back to at least a zombie status with cider vinegar marinade. It was green! mmmmmm. I am off to Cosco with Tone the well known. I am looking for a storage shed for the back yard. We have a wheel barrow, garden tools garbage cans and a lawn mower. We need to free up space so Jen suggested we get one. Honey do guide lines also requre the installation of a contraption that would facilitate the efficient parking of a certain someones vehicle. Some call it a tennis ball on a string. Jen wants to cut Riley's balls off. I won't let her. What if she gets a taste for blood? What's next or should I say who. And on that note I'm off to the store. Love all because it feels right, Do good, why not? It's more productive and you don't get anxiety afterwards.

J

It's Hot Season Again!

Just wanted to say hi to everyone. We are doing great down here in AZ. I want to plan a trip up to WA this summer. It would be nice to get out of the heat too. Brian has been deployed to Iraq for a while now I found out last night. He is flying chopper missions above ground forces. Sounds pretty cool. God will keep him safe. Jenni is doing a great job of entertaining me as usual. The boys are doing fine. The dog is a pain but keeps us sharp. We have lot's of fire wood to burn and steaks in the ice box if anyone wants to stop buy. I'll put the boys out in the back yard to sleep and we will have two guest rooms available. Josh broke his ankle, Scully lifted a 25 year old scotch off a dead man. Not really. It was given to them for cleaning out a dead mans home. I've been fishing a couple of times and still haven't got one single bite. Well I have some errands to complete. Have a good one. J

Hello

Easter was fun. First we went to church then Jenni and I picked up Wally and went to her parents house. Good times. Dinner was excellent and they are always fun to converse with. Not much going on around our neck of the woods otherwise. Kids are doing well in school, Jenni is doing well at work and I went fishing on the lower Salt River, not even a bite. Were growing tomatoes, basil, coriander, chili peppers, chives and some other veggies. The back yard gets pretty warm in the summer so we have been placing some potted plants around the patio to green up the place and add some shade. Bojangles got to go fishing with me and since I was wearing waders he had to follow me a little deeper than normal. He was swimming for the first time with out to much coercion.

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My best friends are best friends

Hello

Jenni's friend Andie has a wedding coming up and they are working hard on preparations. The boys are doing well in school. Jen is making some shift changes at Bears. Looks like good moves. Riley is running a lot around the area. I am going to make cheese.

Wsp708, Dr. Dankie, Lawyers, Fishing, Bars, Road Trip, Fixer-uppers, Fires, Mold in Bellingham, Vacations, Friends, Hollywood, New Friends, Ballard, Jobs, Elections, Who? Books, ideas, ideals, ENTERTAINMENT> Thank You, Walking, Streets, Vespa, Without, Vision, Work, Tired, Change,

Hobby's

Look between work and off work. Look between family and interest. Where is this place we go to JUST BE ME. iT'S called me! a friend told me once, in fact two friends have uttered the same ideal. "Every man needs a hobby" You'll stop reading now because you believe what you believe more important. It is. If you want another perspective I will take this moment to indulge in our anonymis relationship.

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Sikestonian

BBQ Pizza

The economic slump seems to be driving more people into the bars. Jenni has been real busy anyways. My job is slowing. Our business relies on startups bringing their products and services to the world wide web. I put up a resume website at sikestonian.com Looks like Seattle is having a nice and sunny day according to the view from the I-90 Midspan DOT cam. We made another batch of BBQ sauce, stunk up the house with apple cider vinegar. On Sunday night we made pizza from scratch and smoked it with apple wood chips in the barbecue. Red pesto, garlic and herb tomato sauce. Sliced Roma tomatoes, mozzarella cheese, olives, turkey pepperoni and hot Italian sausage. I had to add anchovies to mine for the grand finale.

Out of range

OK, so I admit I am a little out of touch. "Said the blind man" You, there looking this direction, "What is your intention" Too be real I am just trying to get under way. A little discipline and we can do this. Don't let go. Last man standing? Do we, must we always make sense? Where is my brother? Tad talk to me sir..

Tomfoolery's Ponderings

I was late for work today. I left the house at 7am reached work at 8:49. Beautiful! Four accidents that I could see. Two cars, one motorcycle, and an armored car. Delivering money is dangerous business. Anyone know of a get rich quick pill I could take? Maybe once a day before the morning commute. I would much rather miss that part of the day. OH yeah and is there anything we could do about office meetings, performance reviews and QA's. Live like wolf in mountains, survive like beast, grow like tree in direction of sun, see true spiritual freedom. That sounds great! Not everyone can be rich so which one of you SOB's took my place in the line to high society. Ha just kidding. True riches come from within so I've been told. Within what? I checked my wallet and a receipt for my time spent at brokesville fell out. Went to use my credit card and the keypad said "Please swipe card somewhere else"

A shift in the way you look at it is in order. Why do I need money to spend on things I don't need. Why be rich if my definition of the word doesn't require money in the bank. In the end you get more pride from something you built better flavor in something you cooked and higher return on investment if you invest in your loved ones.

They always say "If it ain't broke don't fix it" after you already broke it?

Look, see, it's what we do!

Jenni is on the softball team. Her first game is tomorrow night. I thought that was interesting since she didn't go to the three practices leading up to the first game. Can't wait to see her play... he.. he. Cole got all A's and one B. Perfection in itself is an imperfection. I'm sure someone said that in some way some time. Anthony can't remember what he did at school today so I asked him to remember tomorrow. His reasoning was "My mind is traveling to another world" Got it bud, keep up the good work. If nothing else he put into practice the art of creative misdirection. Jenni's brother Daniel, Female D and "Don't call him little D" are all moving to Yuma at the end of the month. Who needs another reason to throw a party? We do. This family doesn't celebrate sad events with sad memorials or morbid gatherings they bring on a hurricane of fun resembling the way they live. You can tell your in the midst of a Reeder gathering when a few signature tell-tale signs appear. First the noise level goes up but not gradually all at once like an alarm clock set to a rock station. Then the air in your house will expand from the sheer quantity of Heaters. A hot Reeder is a H-eater. Jenni is one such HOT Reeder. The doors fly open from heat expansion and this has a tenancy to invite even more in. Fires get lit, guns get drawn wild animals investigate the futility while the domesticated scurry to shelter. Seldom will you see positive chemistry at this extreme between family members. How do you know a Reeder gathering? Just look up the moon is smiling.

I had a chat with Ranger Bob down at the ranger station. He handed me a map and a receipt for a Tonto NFS firewood permit. "Dead or Downed, 12" round a foot off the ground" he advised. "Sweet" We took 5 or 6 trips up to the North country where the pines grow. Ever done something so many times you could attach a monitor to your brain and play it back like a live feed? That was swinging that double edged ax. Hey mom and brohouzen. Remember those trips to Stormy Mountain every year with the old Ford? Four wheeling with a cord of pine. Rick fells the tree with the 36" bar Stihl chainsaw mom and the three boys gather the log rounds and stack them in the truck. The next few months are spent splitting the numerous loads of wood collected. It's invigorating experiencing the transfer of energy from a person through a tool down and through the work force object receiving the blow. Down at the Mesa East cubicle Ranch we managed to burn the first couple of truck loads in the last couple of months. Determined, I set out to get enough wood to keep the Reeders in the kind of backwood luxury they are used to. Oh, slam! I kid. Were set for at least two more months maybe three.

You didn't know my dad Jim was Santa clause? All the classy ladies in Chelan are repeat customers of the Sikes pine Christmas trees year after year. I have a great pic of pops in a Santa hat holding a Blue Spruce on the back 40. Line up ladies this is the big time, that pine grows 2 feet each year. Get yours before it grows out of reach.
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Good night, let the bed bugs bite! they keep that little snugly bounty bear on the commercials in business.

Update

Everything is well here in AZ. Very busy always. I missed everyone over the holidays. We have been doing great the wife and kids are great. I am working four ten hour shifts and have Friday, Saturday and Sunday off.

Jennie Riederler

Jen don't likeky the waski I done spelled her name.............

Hello

We went to the small town of Pine, AZ last weekend and stayed in Jennie's friends cabin. We took the kids but had to leave the dog behind due to her dogs being their too. We all had a good time. This weekend We plan on going back again just Jenni and I. I purchased a firewood permit to gather some firewood for the fire pit in the back yard.

Dictionary's definition of strength in a marriage..........

The definition of "Strength" as per Dictionary.com and how to translate its meaning for use in marriage.


1. the quality or state of being strong; bodily or muscular power; vigor.
2. mental power, force, or vigor.
3. moral power, firmness, or courage.
4. power by reason of influence, authority, resources, numbers, etc.
5. number, as of personnel or ships in a force or body: a regiment with a strength of 3000.
6. effective force, potency, or cogency, as of inducements or arguments: the strength of his plea.
7. power of resisting force, strain, wear, etc.
8. vigor of action, language, feeling, etc.
9. the effective or essential properties characteristic of a beverage, chemical, or the like: The alcoholic strength of brandy far exceeds that of wine.
10. a particular proportion or concentration of these properties; intensity, as of light, color, sound, flavor, or odor: coffee of normal strength.
11. something or someone that gives one strength or is a source of power or encouragement; sustenance: The Bible was her strength and joy.
12. power to rise or remain firm in prices: Stocks continued to show strength. The pound declined in strength.
—Idiom
13. on the strength of, on the basis of; relying on: He was accepted by the college on the strength of ardent personal recommendations.
[Origin: bef. 900; ME strengthe, OE strengthu; see strong, -th1]


I will attempt to put a relative perspective on each of the thirteen definitions of the word strength as it pertains to a wife.


1. She is strong with big muscles and full of piss and vinegar.
2. She brain washes me forcefully with piss and vinegar.
3. She turns morality into power and "smacks down" on me courageously.
4. She get's a direct deposit into her bank account from my work.
5. She has girl friends.
6. She gets hers.
7. I don't get mine.
8. Something to do with falling asleep soon after.
9. Time for a drink.
10. She was drinking, I was praying to god.
11. Sex wasn't that great that night.
12. My friends think I'm cool.

Just for fun. I love my wife and yours!

It's been a swell year...........

Sure it started with big change and ended with way too little rain, perhaps a little pain. Welcoming the pain and enduring the fun when you have that something special you pick yourself up and run.

Our friends forgave and even gave, us that special this or that which helps shape us tit for tat. Without them, could we blame them, for needing to love them.

I am as you are, tired at the end of another gloriously, victorious day. This tired stature betrayed by satisfaction of accomplishment adorns a chest held high and prideful.

Four letter fun.
Frolic in the sun

Early to bed
Sick in the head

Smiling in angst

The richest of kings

Why do as they do

The crazy bird sings.

Finished

Green Grass

Terraforming the back side

UFO's have landed in our back yard

The heat is gone!

I haven't written for a while. Lot's of stuff going on just nothing so special I had to write about it. I put up a website for Jenni's brothers wedding. That was keeping me a little busy on the computer end of things. Works good, wife and kids kicken like normal. Jenni's Grandfather passed away. You can see an article that was written in the Yuma Sun Times. http://Jaredsikes.com Very cool story. We're having chicken for dinner. Doing a lot more barbecuing since the weather has changed. Love all talk to you soon.

Blog Map

I am in the process of cleaning up my web garbage.

The Sikestonian Journal http://Jaredsikes.blogspot.com/

Photography http://Sikestonian.blogspot.com/

Projects http://Sikestonianprojects.blogspot.com/

Main Website http://jaredsikes.com/

Bigfish Games Promotional Website http://gooseegggames.com/

http://americanreeder.com/ (Daniels Family Site Coming Soon)

http://www.sikestonian.com/ (Coming Soon)

Twins at the ball game

Daren and Carlie

Josh and Lisa

Sexy Biatch

At the ball game

Brian and Renee

Grandma Sikes

Who started this mess

This is a picture of my grandmother and grandfather dancing in Yuma, AZ on their 60th anniversary.

Sikestonian Projects

Check out the idea blog at the top of the page under Sikestonian Projects!

Fall from grace

I was simply trying to retrieve a frisbee from the roof. I lost my grip and as I was slipping off the roofs edge I kicked my feet under the over hang landing my left foot square in the middle of a bathroom plate-glass window. I continued to fall backwards with foot still in the window. No serious damage just scratched my tendon. Could have been worse. Thanks to the swift actions of my Wife and bro I was carted off to the hospital to get poked a hundred times or so. They asked when the last time I received a tetnis shot was. I remember my mother administering my last one when I was about ten or fifteen. Needless to say that opened up an opportunity to stick me again. In the hospital I asked if I could use the restroom they said sure down the hall to the right. This was before they patched me up. They must have figure the makeshift bandage I was wearing would do. Ha! you should have seen the blood trail. It was like one of those scary move spoofs. I wasn't that impressed with the nurses. Don't get me wrong they did an excellent job stitching me up but what ever happened to those busty cute candy striper babes you see in the movies. Don't worry honey your my nursie and by the way have been taking very good care of me. Oh well. So now I am stuck home leg in the air for today and back to work tomorrow. So what did everyone else do over the weekend? I have plenty of time to post pictures.

Gone Fishing

It's the end of the month. The weekend is upon us. I'm going fishing. Have a great weekend everyone!

Passing Time

Just kidding! What's going on with everyone? I am so bored here at work that I was caught by a co-worker chewing on my Hawaiian hula girl statue. When I jerked it out of my mouth her dress ripped off. Oh well for a bobble head she's a beauty. We were asked to do overtime for the final sales push here through the end of the month. With traffic the way it is it doesn't really affect me that much. I usually stay late anyways. Only difference is I get paid for it now. I hit quota couple of days ago and the rest of the month is gravy. Trust me for all the potatoes that I have been eating lately it will be nice to have some gravy. If you haven't already check out my web site I put pictures of my sisters picking their noses and doing various and assorted unladylike things. http://jaredsikes.com........................... There they go, ha, for those of you still with us the story continues. Today I spoke with a jewelry designer, a country singer, and a porn host. What do you get when you put all three together. Sorry no punchline it just sounded like a lead in to a joke somehow. Website of the day. http://www.mulletsgalore.com/Did you join the Mullitia? I have no idea what that website is about so don't hold me liable for it's content. I want everyone to tell me what they are going to dress up for Halloween this year. I am going to guess and you can tell me if I was close. You have to be honest. Mom will dress up as Dolly Pardon. Don't ask why! Whitney and Reme will Dress up as boys, obvious and Nathan will be sporting a mullet. Doug will be Tom Selek. Jenni will be Cortney Cox. I have to be nice she will make me sleep on the couch. Tad's family will be the brady bunch. Bella will be a zombie princess. She can't be a princess every year. Grandma and Grandpa won't dress up. Grandpa might dress up as a greasy mechanic. Still waiting on the bean recipe! Don't worry if your picking your nose right now that means that this was at least distracting. But you should quit, it's rather disgusting.

Bean Sprout : A Grandfather Plants a Seed.

OK, so I've been wanting to make beans for some time now. Let's do it. Jenni's at the bar working late so Bojangles and I have a date. You must know I have never made beans before. Don't get me wrong I've been so "full of beans" before I could have competed in the Guinness Book of World Records. They say if you soak them longer you get less flatulence. What the H-E double hockey sticks kind of CRAPO is this Brain Dead jargon. OK family, with me now "Beans, Beans, the magical fruit, the more you eat the more" you get the idea. I soaked them all night and all day. They look like your fingers from swimming at the lake all day. Hold on Bojangles just swallowed a couch pillow, be right back. OK, where wasn't I. Beans! their soaked, right. I have been asking around work, interrogating everyone as to how to go about this whole process and the most important advice I received was..........Hold on I need to put on some Frank Sinatra. Remember the movie with Mel Gibson? What Women Want? Sure you do. The idea is to associate beans with Sinatra and it's a recipe for what women want, right? Who could spoil "The Last Dance" with the mention of flatulence? Hold on the beans are making a run for the counter top. Back to my interrogations. So John provides this story from his recollection of a "cookie" as they called cooks on submarines then and now. "What could a little bean do" he says rhetorically. Of course you know the story ends up with beans on a mission to take over the boat. Understanding this I realize I have put 12 cups of beans in a crock pot over night. Don't forget Sinatra. He said luck be a lady. Not luck be a gentleman. To make sure I get the right amount of garlic, I'll put an extra tablespoon full. You can always rinse them I suppose. I'll need to call my grandfather to get more advice. This aught to be good! Scuffle, Scuffle Clink! Bang! OK, let me try one more time. Busy tone. I might have to try in the morning. I heard scuffling with the phone so not sure who won the battle of telephony, 2007. Love you grandma. I figure I'll have to leave the beans as they are for now. Have a good night. I will follow up on the bean fiasco as soon as they are done. May the better bean win.

Home Sweet Home: Green Grass

Once again Jenni has overcome all odds and secured our futures even further. In a proud phone call from my beautiful wife I learned this 21st day of August in the year 2007 that we would have complete ownership of our first home together. Time to break ground on the back yard. GRASS! Sweet green goodness! Tall sturdy blades of grass as far as the eye can see. Between the toes, fresh cut blissfully itchy grass. Go ahead children play, be free, you too Riley poo till your hearts content. Jen, when the kids are away I will meet you in the back yard if you know what I mean. We shall do a little celebrating.

Riley Martin Bojangles O'Sage

Riley gained four pounds since our last visit to the vet. He's strong healthy and loves to get into trouble. I wish I had more time to take him out for training. Maybe we'll get a chance to get out more when the weather cools down. He now has a chip in his neck. Jenni wanted me to get one too but wasn't sure if that would help keep track of me or not.

Rambling

First God my priority as I can not hide whilst thou breath hath been given. My intention becomeing of complete abandonment that which holds me slave. Second my grandparnts meandering through life unknowing of consequent. A mother a faher beget destiny , shall I exsist. A brothers harsh burden, speaking to me, directly, and so we are raised.Mother your heart a champion underpinning goodness. Diversigy, soverne to those who understand. My father my mother, my brothers, my sisters god bless their souls further this alltruistic venture unknown.

Something Someone Said

Time has no relevance a heart enduring. Be lost not in brevetay. Do not let those you call your strength be less than backed by their soulfull intentions. This is our path as my free soul wanders, so real, bleading my soul that you might feel my said quest. Failing, a branch breaks sorrowfully giving, is mine and mine is gods. I have not eaten, to give is to get I have been given. Cherish, melting of sands sunset, mans fears not yet met. Hold true. Stand. Be. free.

Cornerstone

You think she would be used to sending kids off into the world. 5 count em' F-I-V-E, Five children raised right and shuffled into this big, crazy, bustling world each with a rifle and fire starters in their pockets . "You boys keep your finger nails clean and write your mother often" Don't let that beautiful blond thing fool you she's as tough as they come. Careful Doug she has it in her to outlast the best of them. I know that probably makes everyone feel old somehow. I think it's time to stop sending birthday cards to children. That's more like sending thank you cards to your children for pushing you further into your grave. I remember when my mother used to beat me with sticks, leave me locked in a car and forget to feed me for days. No that's obviously not true and in fact the exact opposite is. One of the simpler meals she fed us was macaroni and hot dogs that to this day taste better that anything in the world for the memories they inspire. Yes I said that about a wiener and cheesy elbows. She never beat me, not sure about my brothers though. I think she left that up to us. Is that why we always laughed when she went to swat us for being hooligan's. You can't beat boys that see in it good spirit to beat them-selves. It's funny to hear my mother speak of my grandparents as "Salt of the earth" she would know. But she's of course being modest as usual. I will always look to my mother as the cornerstone of my soul. I can say that. She has been their for me, for all of us, good or bad. I owe her the world and can give her very little in return. For now she will have to be content with that which god gives to good people deserving. Maybe when she's hobbling around with a cane in her hand trying to smack me with it having forgotten who I was. I will be able to give a little back by being there for her when she needs me. You wanna know seriously, the hardest part about growing up? It was avoiding getting in fights with your friends at school because they all talked about what a bombshell your mother is. I'm heading home my ice packs have melted and my yogurt is starting to ferment. Love you Ma! And thanks for giving me so many brothers and sisters to keep me company through out the years. J

Roach Coach Rundevous

Ever had a carne asada burrito delivered to your work place and you had to meet the delivery driver in a back alley to do the transaction? You've seen them before, their official title is Mobile Lunch Truck. Owned by Ralph Colella and operated by his family. I'm not even joking when I say that. I put in a call to his office here in Phoenix looking to compliment him on yet again "One fine taco" and was given his daughters cell phone number. My reasoning was purely a networking opportunity. I figured they must have a website, I sell hosting and my "in" was to solicit the owner with taco grease running down my chin. I'm told by one of the Mobile Lunch Truck Drivers to be referred here after as MLTD's that a Roach Coach can hit a top speed of 60 mph. Only problem with that is natives of Arizona during the summer drive 80 mph. So there pretty much relegated to lurking back alleys and parking lots. By the way the reason Arizonians drive so fast is because they go by an average speed system. If a policeman pulls you over and you mention this you'll get off every time. It works like this. If your here year round your a local and are burdened by slow moving winter visitors (Snow birds) sorry my pc checker was turned on. During the winter a Snowbird will drive around 50mph. If you count the difference between Snowbird 50mph slow down season and the native Arizonian 80mph make up summer season and devide by 2 you end up with the "Arizonian average" 80-50=30 divide by 2 = 15mph, 50+15= the posted speed limit. Another MLTD filled me in on an interesting run in he had with a would be thief. Officially known as the MLTD chorizo burrito bandit. It so happens that after robbing this MLTD's roach coach the burrito incapacitated him soon after with gastrointestinal injuries. The Arizona Snowbird medical response team happened to be driving buy and took him to the Rancho Del Jose Quervo Memorial Hospital. He was later booked on charges of first degree Roach Coach robbery with an aggravated assault charge for brandishing a loaded burrito. Well anyways I guess I'll sweep the post-it notes off my desk and hit the road. Until you crash into me again. J

Conversations becoming of a mullet

Check out http://dailymullet.com/ this is one of my customers blogs. You should all buy domains and point them to your blogs. It only costs $6.50 per year to register a domain and it's also a good way to lock down your name so no one else can use it. How would you like it if your friends Googled you and landed on a p ornsite. That was an intentional misspelling so pervs don't find my blog. No offense for the pervs in my family of course. I kid, that's what I do. If I leave work right now I would be lost in fast flowing river of carbon monoxide, cigarette butts and illegals in wife beaters. That wasn't too pc I'm thinking or not thinking. The idea is to stay until the traffic eases up there by traveling back in time to and from where I didn't start in the last place. Makes perfect sense to me. Our sales team had an interesting conversation about what city's had higher suicide and murder rates. They did a search for the info and deduce that white males are killing themselves only when their not killing others and Tacoma Washington's a happening place to kick-it. Good talk, it's nice to see albeit small, a demographic of American workers taking an interest in social topics.

Thanks Giving

As per the Reeder tradition we are taking the family to Yuma to play in the sand. The Dunes where Star Wars and Stargate were filmed. Hundreds of thousands of sand monkeys meet here every year, for what you ask. All you see for miles is sand, fire, dust, atv's, barbeque's, drag racing and cops. You can see why this would be appealing. Like much of Arizona its some of the last territory in America where your can still behave as if you in the wild west. Come one come all we'll set off some Sobe bombs and catch air on quads. "Stay young or stay away"

Starbucks

It's nice not having a Starbucks on every corner in Arizona. I need gas for my car not stimulant for my brain.

Man Space

I must have spent half my life in a tool shop, garage or shed. No it wasn't because my parents didn't like me. It was just my favorite place to hang out. Whether tinkering with projects or just listening to the radio a true man space is a place to reflect on the days events and unwind. To truly understand the man space you have to have been through the tool shop indoctrination starting out at a young age passing tools to your father, grandfather etc. Once you have the skills to navigate a tool shop you then can look forward to building one of your own. As a young man my man space consisted of leftover plywood and a couple of saw horses. To me this was my whole world for the time I sat in front of that tool bench. If it was already assembled I took it apart. If it was in pieces I put it together. Much to the chagrin of my parents. I learned tool etiquette the hard way. I once left my dads stapler out in the dirt and it rusted. I had to save up and buy him a shiny new one soon after. I ended up with the rusty green one. I used it often and took great care of that old rusty stapler. Still use it to this day. Many of the tools I accumulated were hand-me-downs from man space dwellers before me. Living in smaller apartments and moving as often as I have in the past I had to be creative in the placement of my man space. From closets to attics to cubby holes in walls. Todays man space has become an industry. You can live in your garage now days. Keep your bbq close but keep your wife closer. What?..............

Tool Box, A tools perspective

A prominent talk radio host stated vehemently "It isn't your job to be your your child's friend" This is more clear from the perspective of a child raised by a step parent having turned into a step-father himself. Though not that apparent to an outsider. You are raised by a step-father who doesn't have the bond with you that your biological father might. You are raised with all the components an upbringing would offer accept one, love or so you think. Is it not an awkward affection between males in the first place? Resentment, anger, trust, confusion are just few of the things a younger person is feeling and learning to deal with. This is even harder when you are being raised by someone that you don't know weather to call dad, Mr, or Rick. Biological fathers are often scarce in the hug department. Often a step child won't get a hug from a step father at all. What does this mean? Is it neglect? I don't think so, though it would be nice in a perfect world I don't believe it to be mandatory. As a child I didn't even feel comfortable hugging or calling my step-father dad. Looking back now that I am a father of two step children my self it all makes sense. The day I left home. I hugged him, called him dad on occasion and towards the end said I loved him every time we exchanged hugs. Before this my two older brothers and I would race to our mother for protection against the big bad ogre man-beast who made us do chores, stand-up straight and finish our peas. We would swear it was abuse to work us harder and make us act in a way that our biological father would not. Of course, every other weekends are reserved for propaganda and playtime. If asked how I felt about my step-father up until the age of 16 I would have said id rather be in prison. Was it really that bad, of course not. My brothers and I often speak of the discipline proudly. We bring it up often comparing war stories always loosing to grandpas five mile tromp in the snow or grandmas working two jobs during the war while sick. We speak of it often because we are proud of the way we were raised. Though we couldn't see it then it was these tools placed in our tool box we use often and make us what we are. These tools we use on a daily basis to sculpt not only our own lives but our children's lives.

The Dark Side of the Sun

What a great trip. If your smart you'll stop reading now. Ok, I'm not trying to say your not smart but this is the adventure you try to keep your friends from knowing your offspring are capable of being part of. Who knew this was the truth about someone you knew. A mothers view, "my son would never" Her family and friends "whoa this is ?"
It goes like this: We Get to the desert with a few family friends the dogs are at home being looked after by other family friends. Then the phone disconnects. As it often does beyond Maricopa county. The point of no return comes into play. Here we are low on gas and not enough to turn around and go back. Vultures here look skinnier than on TV. The sun melted into the horizon rapidly, survived only by the deserted facials portrayed unknowingly by our bewildered audience.

Mimicing those people who speak their poetry

I was trying to do one of those rambling type poetry things that you see on tv. Are they called stand up poets? It doesn't mean anything really, more just an experiment. Interesting how words can lead you down a path. Start in a direction and leave something said that you probably didn't even mean. Pretty cool though. Your all getting sunshine for Christmas this year.

Without you!

I have been nowhere. Give me that, shows me somewhere. Read not what makes you other than you are. I am searching for, "my problems are not an issue wright now, those people are" I've been waiting for something from experience thus far. LIFE. What does it all mean, does it matter, DO YOU CARE! This is a derivation of that witch controls a method and allows me to be free spoken. The older I get the more I don't care about what is written. I love life, my wife, and you might even vouch for my dog/soul. Let's break away from this, what are you into? I personally enjoy a Bruce Willis film. This is me you do what you need to do. We all come from all parts of the world. What does it take to make an impression on you? I will sit here until I get a reply or shall I quit, quivering into a quiet me qualm amidst a bothersome nothing.

Good Bye, Say Hi, I need a Hi!

Fatal turn of events

When the media becomes a part of their own story what perspective are you really getting when other media reports it? Every news station in the nation reported on a story that happened here next to where I work in the capital of Arizona. Lot's of emotional terminology was used to describe the events that went down literally on this day. The afternoon of July 27th was disrupted by a police chase through the streets of down town Phoenix resulting in a precedent to future aeronautical inquires. How does a car running from police end in the deaths of four occupants in two separate aircraft? Chanel 3 and Chanel 15 helicopters were hot on the story when the driver of the stolen car exited the vehicle fleeing police. During this time the two choppers became part of the story after they collided killing all four of the pilots and photographers in the air. No one on the ground was hurt as their aircrafts fell lifeless from the sky crashing into a small park. Onlookers from the ground reported seeing one chopper hovering stationary while the other crashing into it. Other reports state a draft may have sucked the two craft into this fatal result. The suspect was later captured with the help of a canine unit that put the individual in the hospital from injuries sustained from the canine.In all four people died and a criminal will be faced with multiple felony charges and potential accessory to murder. If the criminal had not been eluding police the event would not have happened. Should he be held accountable for the deaths of the news crews?

A little down home

I always look forward to coming home to my wife. More often than not she has something fun going on. If you know me you know I always have to be doing something that includes a gathering of people. Probably the best company/family south of the Colorado River are Jenni's brother, sister and their son. The Reeder's are a force to be reckoned with and I officially call worthiness to their clan. To simplify things I call them the three D's, affectionately of course. The three D's are comprised of Daniel or "Danny" as his sister Jenni calls him causing a furious contempt, Deanna his fiancee, and Daniel the man-boy miniature Bruce Willis with a personality akin to Robin Williams. Little D's reaction to falling down "Look, Look at this it didn't hurt" Few bones get to see the light of day. All our boys display them proudly. Of course out of tradition we sacrificed bovine sending up bbq, hickory smoked goodness to the gods. Riley Martin Bo'jangles O'sage was as usual center stage all night passing out floppy eared charm to any audience willing to endure puppy breath, when he wasn't eating crickets that is. In the end music, conversation and good food sent the night to our memories. God willing may we all live long and happy lives never forgetting the times.

Trip Home

This whole story isn't just an excuse as to why I didn't get a chance to see my beautiful mother and sisters who I miss dearly. Miss you too Doug but it wouldn't be cool if I called you beautiful. How about studly? Not sure that works either.

Anyways if I left the Emerald City story where I did I wouldn't have gotten home. Crabs and melted butter are great but it was time to hit the road. I of course worked harder than Jenni during the feast and advised her that she would have to do the driving. The Pass was awe inspiring as usual according to Jenni, I was sleeping. Following the river on up into Leavenworth was a refreshing change from the 112 degree weather us Arizonians boil in all summer. We got out stretched our legs and marched straight to an assault on Uncle Ule's Pub. We were doing fine until flip flop number one went down a foot off the ground causing a catastrophic failure of all systems. I ditched and skidded into an outdoors store for a replacement pair of flip flops. Anyone who has any experience with this sort of thing knows that if one fails they both need replacing. Uncle Ulie's Pub is just at the end of the strip if your traveling east. They offer up some of the best braught's in all of Washington. We arrived in Chelan around 6PM. You can never sneak up on grandma she always seems to know your coming before you do. We drifted off to sleep with a belly full of beans. Needless to say Jenni woke me up a couple of times during the night. I kid you my friend! Sunrises at the Sikes Ranch start out by being awakened by diesel tractors and airplanes. If grandpa doesn't get to you first with his tomato garlic omelet that stays on your breath all day. I think Jenni might have been born on a 4 wheeler. Her smile would have scared the fish out of the Columbia if the wind hadn't hidden it behind her thick brown hair. Grandpa taught me that old trick with atv's and girls along time ago. The hardest part is getting them on one in the first place. The second their caboose hits the seat burn orchard bark and you own'em. Theres nothing better than a pretty girl holding on tight at high speed dodging never ending green apple trees in a cool breeze.

Emerald City: The Aftermath

Best laid plans have laid me out. Wow I don't know how I have the energy to write this now and it is already a day later. Where do I begin? Let's see I had all the plans set up ahead of time right down to the gas needed to cover the mileage. Jenni and I left for Mamma McCasland's house to drop off Riley Bojangles O'Sage (our dog) probably confused by his name no less than I am. We couldn't take him with us in fear of him chewing the wing off the plane. The next morning around 4AM a family friend named Wally picked us up from home and dropped us off at the Sky Harbor airport. We flew from Phoenix to Reno where they managed to loose our luggage and then on to Seattle. All the reports gave me reason to expect better than average weather,laugh. Oh well after the wedding we would be heading over the mountains to soak up some guaranteed Chelan sun anyways. After spending two hours waiting for luggage that would never arrive we asked that they send it on to a wedding we were to attend in a couple of hours. We called the shuttle, were taken to the rental car location and of course there was no car. It was given away hours ago. We paid for the upgrade and were on our way to catch the transport to the wedding called a party bus. All was heading in the right direction after check in and relaxing for an hour until we stood long enough in the rain to come to the realization that the party bus stopped coming an hour ago. After a quick disruption call into the groom the bus did eventually show and dropped us off at the wedding just after the ceremony ended. I figured this wasn't that important since we didn't have clothes appropriate to attend a wedding in the first place compliments of the airlines. The reception was off the chain Skully looked like a stud and Carlee like a princess turned queen. We were able to catch up with all the old chums from college years. My old boys distracted my wife long enough for me to spill some champaign on the grand piano during a prelude to sticks in ? minor. The next day we made a quick trip for brunch down to the Pike Place Market. I threw Jenni in the bay tied to a crab pot with a tuna can in her mouth. The intention was to catch lunch, no luck. We decided on a sit-down at the Crab Pot restaurant content on wrestling over a seafood smörgåsbord with hammers, bibs and melted butter.

Riley Martin Bojangles O'Sage

Riley is a pure bred German Short Hair Pointer from the O'Sage lineage of champion hunting pointers. He is at the time of this post 12 weeks old. He's great with the family and loves the attention he gets from people at the outdoors stores. Sometimes if we put him in a shopping cart he will put his two paws up front and center leading the way ready for anything. On occasion to assure he is comfortable with guns I take him to the Rio Salido shooting range. Come September I plan on taking him out to get a feel for some of the native bird habitats here in Arizona. He hasn't met the cactus or rattle snake yet. Hope that instinct stuff kicks in before to much damage occurs.

Trip to good old evergreen Washington

I've lived here in Arizona now for almost a year and can honestly say I haven't run out of things to explore. I look forward to hunting come September, Fishing in the fall and camping from Spring till the sun drys it up.

Our trip to Washington will commence at 4:30 in the morning. I will be detouring to the noggen trimming shack tonight before batting down the hatches on the home front due to a storm advisory detailing strong winds from the southeast. last night our patio chair blew away. Father fury wind master left the bbq to fan the flames another day I suppose.

Can't wait to show my new girly wifey Washington State and all its splendor. I Really do miss green trees as far as the eye can see broken only by the mountainous shards of granite and glacier jetting into the deep blue sky. When its not raining of course.

Get ready west coast family I will be making the mad dash through Seattle tomorrow in a Ford Taurus Rental beater with unlimited miles. Then its on to peruse the North Cascades and the Cascade loop. Gotta take a pic or two at diablo lake. John Wane ain't got nothing on me. I'm taking over Winthrop and all their hot air balloons. After a brief jaunt up the Columbia river we will land in Chelan just in time for Granny Sikes Fresh Hot Apple Pie! Don't forget grandpas bbq spare ribs mopped in homemade barbecue sauce and smoked to carnal perfection. Should be illegal but these two varmit-hunting Sikestonians get leniency for time served.

People I've met

I just got off the phone with Ragtime Jack from the band Electras. Someone stole his domain name for the website johnkerryandtheelectras.com Sure enough there's Jack, and John Kerry in an old black and white photo of there band from the sixties. It's interesting the people from all over the world that you get to talk to on the phone.

Michael K. part owner of Ivory Jazz Wine and music bar invited me and the wife to a free brew if we get a chance to stop in on our way through on our trip through Washington.
People I've met in one form or another through my working life so far. God knows I have a lot more time to work.

Jason Grill Misouri State representative
Jerry Rice
Edgar Martinez with his wife and daughter
Bill Gates didn't really talk to him though

I'm sure I've met a few others but can't think of them right now.

It was very windy last night. The humidity has started rolling through from the south easterly direction. All AC all the time. They say you step out of one refrigerator and into another to keep alive down here. Last couple of days it let up as far as the temperature. It's sitting at a nice easy 112 degrees. Suits me fine I BBQ with the misters on any way and it tricks me into thinking it's not humid after all. The only down side to all this sun is that its to hot to actually stay in it long enough to get a tan. When I stand naked in the dark I glow. If it weren't for my hair sweater my wife would get no sleep at all.

Who are all these people?

• Mom
  


• Whitney


• Sikes & Associates


• Ray-me


• Nathan


• Melody


• Kaleb


• Jared


• Jane Ann & Ron Richmond


• Saleswhale.com


• Games


• James


• Dee

Day by day

This is entry number one of the fantastic journey called The Sikestonian Journal.

We will be posting news, writings, pictures, ideas, links, talking to family and whatever else we can conjure up.

I'm at work right now don't tell anyone I sell web hosting and one of my biggest competitors is the blog. Not necessarily true however. In fact the blog is fast becoming an essential tool in the web hosting industry. Not to mention its relevance pertaining to communication portals vital to companies and their customers. Front page of the Arizona Republic on 07/18/07 had an article talking about two grad students traveling across the west coast promoting their blog. They were getting paid via sponsorship for all this. Very cool. 07/19/07

My wife and I will be attending the Skully-Roberts wedding on 07/21/07. Daren and Carlee are a fun couple. I met Scully for the first time at Good Guys in Bellingham, Wa back in 1998. Interesting character to say the least. We will be heading to Chelan the next day and then back to Arizona on the 24th at 1am in the morning.