Monday, January 23, 2012

It's habitual, baby

At what point does a thought process turn into an action… At what point does that action have a consequence? At what point do you weigh the options?
  • How is this going to go down?
  • What supplies do I need?
  • How long with this take to plan and execute?
  • Will I get away with it?
  • Will I get caught?
The man behind the hood:
Everyone knew what Ted Kaczynski looked like, the hooded man who hid behind the dark sunglasses, and creepy mustache! He was an incredibly smart man! He was accepted into Harvard at the age of 16. He later received a Ph.D from The University of Michigan! At the age of 25 became an assistant professor at Berkeley! Who would have thought, that his wires would have crossed and between the years of, 1978-1995 he would have sent sixteen bombs, to universities and airlines, killing three and injuring around twenty-three! He thought the bombs were necessary, to prove his point! He mailed his “unibomber manifesto” to the New York Times, saying he knew that it was extreme! After being caught, he fired his court appointed lawyers, because they wanted to plead insanity, to keep him from the ultimate punishment of death! Of course, Kaczynski didn’t think he was insane! Then again, they never do! 
The man who tried to kill a dream:
James Earl Ray, was the man who was convicted and pleaded guilty for the assassination of Martin Luther King Jr. Since he plead guilty he escaped the death penalty. He was then sentenced to ninety-nine years behind bars! He died in 1998, from Hepatitis C. Ray, had a much different path than Kaczynski, he was raised in a poor family, in California. He joined the U.S. Army at the end of World War Two and served in Germany! He committed his first crime in 1949, he lived a life of crime, multiple armed robberies, burglaries, and a few trips to the penitentiary . In 1959, he was arrested for stealing $120 in a robbery, he was sentenced to twenty-two years, in prison. In 1967 he escaped by hiding in a bread truck that was leaving the prison. After his escape, he stayed on the move. Ending up in Mexico. In November of 1967, he left Mexico, and moved to California. In March of the following year, Ray decided on having a local surgeon perform a nose job, before hitting the road again, to start planning the decision he made to change history. 
Twelve days later he headed to Atlanta, Georgia, six days later, he checked into a rooming house, in Atlanta. He then started planning his actions, he purchased a map of the city, found the landmarks of Kings, church, and home. March 30, of that year, he drove back to Birmingham Alabama. There he bought a Remington Gamemaster 760 .30-06 caliber riffle and, a box of twenty cartridges. )A little info on the Gamemaster. A Gamemaster is a pump action riffle, with a 22inch barrel, and easily traceable. You can actually purchase a similar riffle for about $9,000 now days, and it is a collectors item).  On April 2, 1968, he packed up and drove to Memphis. 
June 8, 1968 Ray was captured at London’s Heathrow Airport, trying to leave the UK using a fake Canadian Passport. On March of 1969, he pleaded guilty after speaking with his attorney. With this plead, he also escaped execution. Ray was said to have left his riffle with his fingerprints on it behind, so he could be one of the most famous criminals in history. In June of 1977, he made the FBI’s most wanted list sadly his 351st entry. Ray passed away in 1998, at the age of seventy. He died from complications from Kidney and Liver failure, caused by Hepatitis C.
The life of gangster:
What leads these people to a life of crime? When does it seem like a good idea, to kill someone, rob someone, steal things? Terrorist believe that when they kill someone, they are doing a good deed! How could committing such a heinous crime, give any reward? Other than prison time, and death? Rarely people get away with what they’ve done! When they caught, are they surprised? Do really think they have committed the perfect crime?  Is there such thing as a perfect crime? I started watching a show about Killer Women. There was a house maid, I want to say it took place in the 1800’s. She killed her boss lady, cut her up, cooked her, and sold the lard to local pubs for people to eat. She buried the the remains, which weren’t found until recently! Of course now, she can’t be convicted. A life of crime may pay for a short time, but in the long run your going to get caught! You always leave a piece of you behind….

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

I love you.... but...

We've all been there! I know I have. You are in love someone, you're happy, thinking about the future! Then one day... You wake up, wonder what happened to that plan you had, about your future. You roll out of bed, hoping HE doesn't wake up, because you don't even want to hear his voice, because it gets on your nerves. You tip toe into the kitchen to make coffee, then realize the noise may possibly wake him. Well, you run back into the bedroom hurry up and get ready for work, there will be coffee when you get there. As your getting ready to leave you hear the grumbling of your loved one asking what your doing. You swallow your disgust and hatred, walk over, and say.. Don't worry baby, go back to sleep i'm off to work! Give him a quick kiss, and make a run for it!
When you get to work, you look at your friend and ask... "When do you know when it's time to leave" For her just to look back at you, and respond "If you're asking that question... then it's time!" Your phone is vibrating on the counter.. His ears must be burning. You unlock your blackberry to see it.. a text reading (from him) What's wrong? You're acting different! You think about what to say that can get you in the least amount of trouble. Baby, I'm fine, just tired, haven't been sleeping well. When in fact you know you want to grab your dog, and run.. run far away, and FAST!
The sad part... it what helped you come to the conclusion that it was time, is a song by The Pussycat Dolls, you heard on So You Think You Can Dance, the night before! Who knew they could be some philosophical?
The question is... If you feel so deeply about someone so deeply, how can you fall out of love with them so quickly? Were you ever in love with them to begin with, or were they just convenient? How do you know?? Is there a way to find out before you waste all of those years, on nothing? Maybe I'll explore this next...

Thursday, September 15, 2011

BBC - Science & Nature - Secrets of the Sexes

BBC - Science & Nature - Secrets of the Sexes:

'via Blog this'

Would you like the RED pill or the BLUE pill?

I am starting a project! It's called the Rabbit Hole: How a mans mind works! Yea, I know sounds cheesy, I sent out a questionnaire to a few of my male friends,  asking them about 10 questions! They all have the same questions, but it should be interesting to see how they all answer!   Hopefully, I will have that up soon...

Monday, September 12, 2011

Who is the little guy?


 Most guys treat sex like car problem, bigger wrench, pull/push harder, etc. When in essence all you have to do to bond and have mind blowing sex is form a real and true connection-- almost on any level. Once you do that, the gloves are off. Patience pays when it comes to women and real sex.. That's according to my friend Robert! Which is very true! That's one thing I have never truly understood.. Sex on the first date? What's the point?

First of all, you have to mental connection! Second of all, how much do you know about this person? What's their last name? Do they have any siblings? When is their birthday??  I'm told by many of my guy friends, that if you sleep with them on the first date, they will never have a serious relationship with you!

Then why do they try? C'mon their guys, they only really truly think with the head that's being held back by their flashy button up fly! I do wonder when they are on that first date... hmmm... when do they decide if they are going to try? Is it part of their stupid little game they play to get you to jump into bed (or the backseat depending on what kinda girl you are)? I've met plenty of guys, that when I've said it's not going to happen, they move on! Their loss not mine!

Still my favorite is still the guy who gets drunk intentionally, and then looks at you and says... "So where am I sleeping?"
Just for me to look right back over, and say... "Your house if you can make it, i'll even walk you to your car!"  Today in this world, just like Lil' Kim said... If a guy has three girls than he's the man, if a girl do they same then she's a whore! So who came up with that? some jerk with little man syndrome?

My whole reason isn't to bash men... They have good tendencies.. They mow grass, open jars, lift heavy things, and some are just pretty to look at! Ooooh nothing better than a tall man with muscles and tattoos, not wearing a shirt lifting something heavy, and wiping the sweat from his brow... ok, snap out of it, enough day dreaming! Or is it enough... lalalala

Friday, August 26, 2011

The Green Eyed Girl Charlotte is going on location!!

Get ready!! I'm turning this blog into a podcast!!! A live, show that will be on youtube.com plus, I am also starting a website!! 


I'll be going around to local, bars and restaurants, and asking you guys questions about: Love, Sex, and Relationships!! 


So get ready the camera is coming out to play!!!


Love & Kisses
GEG-CLT

You can't always get what you want

The Rolling Stones said it best... You can't always get what you want, but, if you try sometimes you get what you need!! 

However sometimes what you need, gets you into quite a bit of trouble! 


 You roll over look at your clock, and see that time has arrived, the time a day where it all begins! You wake up everyone morning.. Just hoping that it is going to be a wonderful day! You sit up in bed, stretch your arms, and make that growling yawn, that sounds like a mix between an angry bear, and a dying trojan soldier. You wipe your eyes, and roll out of the fort you built during all the tossing and turning you did during the night. Your feet slip into your fuzzy leopard print slippers you pull on your silky robe, and make your way into the bathroom, to wash off the disgust you acquired the night before! You look in the mirror, and think to yourself, or even say in a soft whisper.. "what the @#$% happened?" Your eyes are blackened with the glamorous smokey eye you achieved before starting the night, but wonder when exactly you started transforming into a cracked out raccoon. Your hair is a whole different story! Seriously, was I in a Ke$ha look a like contest?? You start looking through your iPhone,  you see you called almost everyone you know including you know including your boss, an ex, and arch enemy, and even some numbers you randomly dialed! You can't even imagine what you would have said! You are terrified to look at your text messages, you know if you took the time to personally call people, who knows what you texted to people!


You step into the shower, and as the water is running over you, and your starting your lather, rinse, repeat, ritual images start flowing! You start remembering, there was a lot of loud music, there was a lot of dancing, a lot of drinking, you even danced on a table... Ok, that sounds like every night on the town! As you smother your hair with your deep conditioner, and start shaving your legs, you notice a big bruise on your leg, and OUCH! it freakin' hurts! What the hell happened! You rush to finish, get out dry off, put your robe and slippers on. Run outside your house, hair still soaking wet, and you sigh with relief! Good news, you didn't drive, your car is not in your driveway! Crap! did I drive and it was stolen! A look of confusion appears on your face! You walk inside and you smile, there is a receipt, from a cab company! You walk into your living room, there is a lump covered in blankets! You tip toe over to your fire place, and grab that log poking stick (what is that thing called anyways??) You want to poke the lump! The lump grumbles, you get a little nervous... who is under there! I head pops up! You see the face, it's not familiar. You ask the blonde surfer looking boy who he is! He looks at you and tells you, you and your friend tried to pick up him and his boyfriend. You can't help but to laugh! Then you remember your best friend is asleep in your guest room! You run up to wake her up! The surfer boy fills us in...


apparently this is how your night went!

  • You started off pre-gaming with straight grape vodka
  • You got a cab uptown
  • You drank more
  • You danced on a few tables
  • You got lost and departed from your friend!
  • You yelled and hit a bouncer with your shoe, when he tried to help you
  • Your phone finally rings, and you find your friend.. She's in a cab on the street
  • You pick up a gay guy who takes you to a gay bar, because they still serve until four am!
  • His boyfriend doesn't want to party, but he does, so you take him home
  • The very nice gay guy tells you what you did the night before!
Hmmm.. Maybe Ole' Mick didn't say it best! 

Oh well, at least you are safe, and (so far) there isn't a warrant for your arrest!