Memorial Day

Honoring our fallen soldierss...

War makes men out fo boys. And heros out fo men. War ruins lives. But it saves lives too.

I never new my Grampy Gristle. He died during the early years of that unholy hell called World War 2--quite a few years before I was born. From what I here he was an honerabel man who worked hard and cared deeply for his family. All Gramply Gris ever wanted to do was make our family safe -- and he died doing just that. So on every Memorial Day, I alwasy take timie out to thank him for that.

Thank you Gramply Gristle. We miss you. Its just so trajik that you got yourself locked in that safe you were building for our family. It took days to recover your body. Why didnt you leave the combo?...

--Gristle out

Doodie Calls

I got shot atlast night. The weird thing is I wasnt even on duty. Well I was in big doodie making doodie actually. I think it was one o them boca burgers that started the whol mess. LIke I said in my other posts I beendieteing really good and started eating healthy ... maybe TO healthy. I think the veggie burger didn't agree with my stomach. I ended up running to the Port Authority bathroom with my cheeks clenched and bearly go my pants down before I let loose with one of the biggest cases of dia reear I ever had. Im not kiddin. I was bowled over ... over the bowl. I didnt even have anough time to wipe the seat down properly. Theree wernet none of those paper seat covers eeither so I had to quicly drape tissue over the seat.... Ugh.

So while Im in there soe guy starts nockin on the door. I said its in use. So he nocks again. I say agian, occupied. So he starts nockin again. Well at this point Im grittin my teeth trying to keep it together becase my bowels are bein ripped apart and I KNOW that theres other stall swith no one in em so I say Get the hell a way from my stall and use aothe or Im gonna shoot your sorry ass! Suddenly 3 bullets tear through my stall door--each one missin becaus criminals are terrible shots. Holy crap I yell then pull my gun from my shoulder harness and aim strate at the door. Nothin. The punk ran off. And there I am with my pants down shittin likehteres no tomorro. And seriously, there almost was no tomrrow. Which is today if ya get what I mean.

When I got done doin my thing I called it in. I was ther for a few hours going over survellance tapes and interviewin witnesses. Good thing though because I had to use the can a few more times. I lost 2 pounds thanks to the stomach bug and the little shit who tooka shot at me. Cant say Im TO unhappy about that.

--Gristle out

Hard Knock Life

I really wated to call this entry Hard Drive Life as a play on words sorta thing but well I guess I aint so good a writer like the guy who runs this blog. Hes the reasson I was gonna call it that. His hard drive crashed and hes not able to do his jim pervert cartooon. It s too bad. Hes pretty good. The apple guy said itll take about a week to get a new drive put in and then he will have to load all his programs and music again.

As for me Im down in weight again. I etell ya this dietin is crazy. Some days the needel on my scale dont mov an once and then WAM today i'm down 2 hole poundds. I ffel good thoug. I lost 2 whol noches on my belt size. I even started eyein some small er sized slacks at Sears yesterday. I may have to get them if things keep improving wieght wise. I been feelin so pleaseed lately that when I tell some crum bum I'm arrestin to watch his head when I put em in the car that I actaully almost mean it! I even been putting the cuffs on a lttel looser.

--Gristle out

Mother's Day Weekend

When I was a littlye tike, Grammy Gristle used to sit me down on her knee and tell about abuot the olden days. How she came in during the Great War and how they were raised to believ that life was gonna get better now that they lived in America. She said that she and Grampy Gristle came here so that their children and their childrens children (which now includes me) would have better lives. More enriching. Well, I look around me now--at my unmade Murphy bed with 3 week old ill-fittin sheets, at my ol Sony Tv with the rabbit ears (and now with tat new dijital converta), and at my gun holster slung over my Ma's ol kitchen chairs that never seem to sit flush on the floor, an I think, WHEN exactly is things gonna get better?

I guess for me its my own fault. No one ever said tat if you get divorced 4 times lifes gonan be easy. But its times like this when Im feelin down thhat I think about my Ma. Especiallay when I look at them chairs. Shes been gone now 9 years and I couldnt miss her more. Its tru waht they say ya know, you never rellay know what you got until its gone. An my mom is gone. An that make s me sad. I get real bummed on certain days like Mothers Day. Chrismas Day. Her birthday. An the day she died. I knoe its hard to believe, a big ol tough guy cop like me, but its tru...Im blubberin like a baby right now.

Happy Mothers Day, Ma. I miss you.
Love, Terry

Blogger, we have a problem

Sorry, but for some reasont the vidoes arent playin. I gotta talk to the guy who runs this show--if I can tear him away from his jimperfect blog.

Something I ate ... after 8. PLUS a new Video Journal ... sorta

I been doin real good on the diet but I started noticin some lag in my life because of the low caloriess. While I am mentilly energised by my weight loss I am defintitely feelin the negatives fphysicly. At first I was really keepin up with the scum on the streets but the other dayI got totally "served" as they say in the hood. Some street punk caught me off gurard with an elbow to the gut when I stopped him for questioning in an armed robbery case. Well that elbow and gave him a good 20 yard start on me and I just couldnt catch em.

And to tell the truth I been feelin extra tire around the ol apartmentt and been puttin in some extra rack time on the ol Murphy bed this weekned. I was so bummed about the ecksaustion related to the diet that I ended up at the Sizzler a gain. But rather than steaks I kinda went overboard (no pun intended) with the seafood instead. And well ... I aint been feelin too good.

It even affaected my video journal thingy. See for yourself:



--Gristle out