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Name: Danny
Birthday: 11/1/1986
Gender: Male


Interests: Martial Arts,
Expertise: I'm an expert at dropping jaws no lie...but I've toned down a little on how far I'll push the envelope
Occupation: Industrial work
Industry: Cotton Mill


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Member Since: 5/23/2006

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Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Life is good. Esspecially mine which is as just as it should be.

Alot can change in a years time. I hate that I never wrote on here for that long but I was just so swamped down with everything that was going on in my life. I've lost contact with so many of my friends and that really hurts me alot....but I think alot of that has been my own fault. I've burned alot of bridges and I have a lot of blood on my hands....some of it I'm proud of and some I'm not.

I think the last time I wrote I was working for a ware house distribution center. I had gotten my fork lift liscense and thought I was doing ok. I had also felt like I had met the woman of my dreams. Correct me if I'm wrong but I think thats what was going on. I lost that job about four months ago. and that was my own fault. About the time I got the job I began picking back up some bad habits that I thought I was past. I started back smoking pot every night after work and began drinking heavily again. Every night at work I'd leave on my lunch break and have a few beers and I'd work the rest of the night buzzed up. Then after work I'd smoke a joint. I did this for almost a year....Then it caught up with me. I came into to work one night and was hit with a random drug test....I should've known that was coming. Needless to say I didnt pass and I lost my job on the spot. But there's a happy ending to this.

The next day I went and started job hunting....i wasnt worried about a drug test because I felt like they'd give new hires a urine test and I knew if I didnt smoke for a week or so I'd pass. They wanted to hire me on the spot and because of my years of warehouse experience were offering to pay me a very nice salary....more than I've made in my life and in this area a salary that is very good standing next to the cost of living here....But then they told me I'd be sent the next day not for a urine test....but for a hair test. a hair test can go back for years but they told me they'd be testing me for drug use in the past six months. I had marijuana, morphene, lower tabs, atterol and other drugs in my system that I knew of....and I knew I couldn't pass. So I made a vow to God. I vowed that if somehow he wouldnt let this great opportunity pass me up that I would never in my entire life do drugs again.

I got a call about a week later and was stoked to find out that by chance of a miracle i tested clean....which I know i wasnt....not by a long shot. So I've been making excellent money for four months and I've also been drug free. Which is why I say....Life is good, esspecially mine which is just as it should be.

Now on the the woman of my dreams. She was perfect. She is a very christian woman....very holy and beautiful. She's one of a kind. When she found out about my past she said she couldn't date me. Maybe she doesnt trust me. and I wont lie she deserves alot better than me to begin with. so I got discouraged.....found another.....dated a while.....got engaged.....and the she broke up with me off the spur of a moment two weeks ago. I had been drinking that friday....alot....and she called and I was stupid enough to answer the phone.....I'm not sure what I said to her....but it was obviously something more than "hey baby, let me call you back" lol.

Maybe God's trying to open up something better.

me


Friday, March 28, 2008

Currently Listening
Love
By The Beatles
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Danny Brinker isnt dead

Thank God I'm still alive....I've been hella busy....i feel bad about not writing.....I'm going to try to update everyone (if they too are alive) on everything thats happened in the past year...........

me


Monday, July 02, 2007

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Healthy In Paranoid Times
By Our Lady Peace
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WOW ITS BEEN A LONG TIME.
what excuse could i possibly bring to the imagi-nation for not writing for so long? its simple really. "freit". Freit is what we have at work...well what i do in the warehouse. Freit is all of those metal containers you see coming over the ocean on those ships with products and such in them. so basically we upped our inventory....mostly because of summer being here and school is about to start up...the stores that we provide for...being dollar general are really upping their stores inventory. i'm not sure if there are any DG's in canada....i certainly cant remember back that far but still....
     anyway so for the last few weeks i've been on 12 hour plus shifts. the paychecks have been awesome too....but now i'm back to forty hours a week.
   so what have i missed..? what changed in a month of being gone..? my hair is maybe a little longer...maybe i'm a little smarter...i dont know....i past fathers day i know that.  but my father is gone so i was working and not spending time with him. maybe i should write a belated something something about him....
how should i put this?.............
someone asked me to briefly describe my dad....i told them to look up the word "man" in the dictionary and if his picture wasn't next to the defintion then the entire book needed to be tossed. every year i mean that statement more and more. if i could be half the man he was then i'd be great. so many things he did amazed me and had me shaking my head even as a child.
i remember one time him getting up from the table and leaving dinner......it never struck me as odd until a few years ago...when i realized why. i grew up in poverty and there really wasn't enough food for us all to eat...he walked away so my mom and me and my sisters could eat....i wonder how many nights he went to bed hungry......
i remember when we first moved down here times were hard....he worked two full time jobs for the longest time. then we he got fired from the mill he had the one full time job and that's when the poverty stage krept in....but i had a great child hood...if i ever say i didn't some body slap the shit out of me.
God i wish i could see Doc Brown and travel back in time so i could here my dad doing his Foghorn Leghorn impressions again....i would have kibitz more with him.....maybe we could have had our own Fogorn and Snaggle puss conversations...."heavens to mergatroyd."
oh and joe to answer your question......from a month ago........i'm going to get a dream....latch on to it....and no let it go until it becomes real.
 
me


Thursday, May 24, 2007

i guess its amazing what a year or so of time can do to someone's mind. people can change over time...i have. i'm not perfect.....not by a long shot but i feel like my mind has changed some. the way i look at certain things is different...or atleast the perception of it is.
i guess anyone that reads what i write knew that this past weekend i was planning on riding to louisville to talk to rene' dillards mom...get some things out in the open. for anyone who doesn't know about that or anything then dont worry about it...its a shit hard story to tell and i really dont like talking about it unless asked or anything.
   basically i rode in silence the entire trip. no music or anything. my mind was racing as to what i was going to say and if i even really wanted to say anything at all. there was a couple of times that i started to take an exit and turn around but the words of a friend a few hours earlier kept me from doing it. (thanks joe)
      i remembered the way to the dillard house by heart. I got there around  10 AM. her house looked idenical...except for the new shrubery around the porch. i basically lost almost all feeling in my legs while i walked up the porch steps. i opened up the screen door but before i could knock i heard the locks being unlocked. i guess her mom heard me pull up. i was assuming she was home alone because her PT cruiser was the only car in the drive way. once she opened the door there was an awkward silence. she just kinda stared at me and i stared back. i really had absolutely no idea what to say at this point....the silence was finally broken by a simple "hi". she asked why i was here and i told her i needed to talk to her about something.
so she came out on the porch and we sat down.....*second awkward moment of silence*. silence is broken again when she says that she figured she'd never see me again. i told her i figured the same thing about her. but that i knew that couldn't be if i ever wanted to have some type of peace in my life...but that i know i cant have it all. i told her that i was sorry about everything a year ago but a time's gone on i'm more sorry and everything....i told her i wished i could take it all back....but i knew i couldn't...and i couldn't let it go. she asked me what brought on the change and i told her i didn't know.
then she asked me if i had found religion or something.......i basically told her the truth....that i had been accepting religious beliefs more but i hadnt exactly surrendered my life over completely. "did you love her?" i told her that she knew i did.....but evidently i had a hard time showing it sometimes and esspecially the time when it counted the most. at this point her mom is crying and everything but i dont want to cry and i refuse to so i dont. but i wont say that i'm not hurting right now.......
the conversation proceeded to get better. we ended up talking about rene' in a good way. about all the good things about her and how much we both cared about her. we talked about all the family get togethers that rene' had me go to so that i could be closer with her family. her mothers tears eventually dried up and i made her laugh several times with funny stories from those days.....like how when i took her to dinner at....(damnit to hell what was the name of that resteraunt??????????) and how our waiter was a middle aged, bald black man. he got us our drinks then went back because we were still ordering our food. rene' flicked the back of menu to get my attention and she said...."our waiter looks like brown." remember brown from the tyler perry movie "meet the browns" look it up.
            i looked over and got a good look at him and she was frigging right. he looked exactly like Brown!!!!! i desided to one-up her brilliant observation by pointing out that he also kinda sorta sounded like rick james.....(in the portrayal by dave chappelle) she half way agreed that he sounded like rick james and i said that i wished he'd say "i'm rick james, bitch!" to which she busted out laughing. this girl had an awesome laugh too. it was kinda cute in a way........not retarded like my krusty the clown laugh.
So "Brown" comes back to take our orders and when he asks us if we're ready i guess she realized more that he sounded like rick james....and she cracked up snickering. i tried to play it off and order for us but when i looked up and saw that HE DID look exactly like Brown i cracked up too. so basically we have a Brown/Rick James waiter standing there wondering what the hell is so funny and neither one of us can stop laughing long enough to order our food. they had a TV playing in there and "Brown" saw me look at it and assumed that we were laughing at it. So he started making comments on every commerical and everything that was on there. "Yeah that Judge Judy's a trip"....and he said that in his rick james voice and the laughing continued. I'd try to drink some of my tea to settle down and low and behold it'd come back up out of my nose which.........you guessed it........made both me and her laugh even harder........which..........you guessed right again.......made "Brown" laugh more at the TV. So basically Brown is laughing at us laughing at him so we're all preety much laughing at nothing but ourselves. (I'm not proud to say this but it reminds me alot of when me and my friends would smoke pot after school.) Finally I ended up pointing at items on the menu so he could put our orders in and be done with it. For the rest of our time there we laughed through our dinner and both of our faces were as red as that damn crab on that nickelodeon cartoon with the talking sponge. I did make sure to leave a generous tip for the trouble.
So basically me and Mrs. Dillard shared stories like that for a while. she came out in the open and said the one thing that made my day and made everyday for the next ten years. "I know Rene' wasn't your fault. We all just want to blame someone sometimes for bad things that happen....I dont blame you anymore and you better the hell not blame yourself."
I damn sure wouldn't trade the winning lottery ticket for that word. She hugged me and told me she loved me and took down my address because she says she'll like to keep in touch. I dont think she wanted to let me go....but i feel certain that wont be the last time we talk. She watched me pull out of her drive way and I made my way into down town. I desided to spend the rest of the day in louisville.  I went to the bashford mall....saw shrek 3.....and watched some wrestling at OVW. I started to get a room to stay at but remembered I was too damn cheap. So I stopped at a gas station....got a black and mild cigar and went drove to a quiet area...parked the truck....turned on a little music and sat up top...watching the stars for a little while and blowing smoke rings into the night......then i headed on home...getting home at almost 4AM Saturday morning.
I wanted to write about it all sooner but i've been working alot of over time at work. a voice mail reminded me that there are some people in the world who are concerned with what's going on in my life and i owe it to those people to give them an update on things....esspecially something  this huge.
I guess all and all i learned a few things. One is that you cant live in the past....the past will beat you down to your knees and it'll keep you there if you let it.
Also......."the only cure for fear is action"
 
Me.


Friday, May 18, 2007

tonight was a differeint one for me. there were alot of firsts\...and mixed emotions.

1. i admitted i was afraid for one of the rare times in my life.

2. i made the final desision that i will be heading to Louisville to confront Rene' Dillards mom. I leave early in the morning.

3. for the first time sometone prayed fore me.

But yeah. its been set. the lines are drawn so to speak. I'm leavin early in the morning. wish me luck.

-me



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