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			<title>EGR under FI</title>
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---Quote (Originally by SHOgoFast  05/14/06 10:52 PM)---
Following the instructions from ADC I crushed closed the end of the EGR tube that previously ran to the rear manifold. They say the EGR system is not used on a turboed contour. Doing this leaves the two tubes that lead to the differential pressure feedback sensor just hanging there. What should be done with these guys? Are they a vaccum source and require plugging?
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---Quote (Originally by DanG 05/15/06 07:07 AM)---
I still have my DPFE hoses plugged into the EGR tube (which is crushed at the low end). From the top, everything looks copasetic.
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---Quote (Originally by warmonger 05/15/06 12:26 PM)---
Wow! I take offense to that stance. ADC is way wrong in this.

EGR isn't used at WOT throttle ANYWAY so it won't be affected by the turbo other than you need to clamp the hoses on tight so they aren't blown off by the higher exhaust pressure!

Also, I maintained a fully operational EGR and catalytic converter all the years I owned my car!
I may like to go fast but when daily driving the car was somewhat environmentally responsible. As far as power....you can still make plenty of power with that hardware!#E*&#^*%

How many people without cats on their car were exceeding the power I had??? Answer is few.
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					Originally Posted by <strong>SHOgoFast  05/14/06 10:52 PM</strong>
					
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				<div style="font-style:italic">Following the instructions from ADC I crushed closed the end of the EGR tube that previously ran to the rear manifold. They say the EGR system is not used on a turboed contour. Doing this leaves the two tubes that lead to the differential pressure feedback sensor just hanging there. What should be done with these guys? Are they a vaccum source and require plugging?</div>
			
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					Originally Posted by <strong>DanG 05/15/06 07:07 AM</strong>
					
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				<div style="font-style:italic">I still have my DPFE hoses plugged into the EGR tube (which is crushed at the low end). From the top, everything looks copasetic. </div>
			
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				<div style="font-style:italic">Wow! I take offense to that stance. ADC is way wrong in this.<br />
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EGR isn't used at WOT throttle ANYWAY so it won't be affected by the turbo other than you need to clamp the hoses on tight so they aren't blown off by the higher exhaust pressure!<br />
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Also, I maintained a fully operational EGR and catalytic converter all the years I owned my car!<br />
I may like to go fast but when daily driving the car was somewhat environmentally responsible. As far as power....you can still make plenty of power with that hardware!#E*&amp;#^*%<br />
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How many people without cats on their car were exceeding the power I had??? Answer is few.</div>
			
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			<title>FPR for NA or FI</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 19:39:21 GMT</pubDate>
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---Quote (Originally by Stazi 11/16/05 10:06 AM)---
On my returnless setup, there is probably less chance of heaving one cylinder leaner than another due to a dead head setup in the fuel rail, but for return-style rails, I bet money that the last injector before the pressure reg is a smidge leaner than the first injector on the rail - this is because unless the FPR clamps shut under boost (thus creating a dead head) the allowed fuel flow out of the rail will cause the pressure at the last injector to be lower than the first - there' no way around that - otherwise you defy fluid dynamics and physics. I.e. you have to have a low and high pressure variation to cause the fuel to flow into the rail and out again.
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---Quote (Originally by warmonger 11/16/05 07:10 PM)---
Stazi, well that makes sense when you explain it like that. But in my case the FPR diaphragm recieves positive boost pressure so it should be clamping it shut.

That also reminds me that injector pressure would be reduced by the boost pressure present in the intake.

I wonder if it balances out. The FPR keeps fuel pressure a rock steady 55psi without boost under WOT. If it adds 10psi boost to both the diaphragm and the intake system, does it balance out and still inject at 55psi?
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					Originally Posted by <strong>Stazi 11/16/05 10:06 AM</strong>
					
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				<div style="font-style:italic">On my returnless setup, there is probably less chance of heaving one cylinder leaner than another due to a dead head setup in the fuel rail, but for return-style rails, I bet money that the last injector before the pressure reg is a smidge leaner than the first injector on the rail - this is because unless the FPR clamps shut under boost (thus creating a dead head) the allowed fuel flow out of the rail will cause the pressure at the last injector to be lower than the first - there' no way around that - otherwise you defy fluid dynamics and physics. I.e. you have to have a low and high pressure variation to cause the fuel to flow into the rail and out again.</div>
			
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				<div style="font-style:italic">Stazi, well that makes sense when you explain it like that. But in my case the FPR diaphragm recieves positive boost pressure so it should be clamping it shut.<br />
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That also reminds me that injector pressure would be reduced by the boost pressure present in the intake.<br />
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I wonder if it balances out. The FPR keeps fuel pressure a rock steady 55psi without boost under WOT. If it adds 10psi boost to both the diaphragm and the intake system, does it balance out and still inject at 55psi?</div>
			
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---Quote (Originally by warmonger 11/15/05 08:05 PM)---
I have to reiterate the point that our engines run leaner than engines of the old days. The combustion temps are higher yet they still resist detonation and pinging better.
I have always run much higher EGT temps. I always made my best power when my car was NA with 13.2:1 A/F at WOT without any worries of pinging.
With the turbo this engine is comfortable with 12.5:1 A/F without detonation...on 91 ocatne no less!
These engines have better materials than the engines of old and people don't realize it; especially the 'old time' hot rodders. THey'll tell you the engine will blow up on a NA engine with a 13.5:1 A/F ratio. That isn't the case at all and it has been proven bymore than just myself.
With the turbo, old school turbo people say to run 11.5:1 or even 11:1. THat is pig rich for this engine. AF with my turbo as I said earlier is comfortable at 12:1 and fine on 12.5:1 with moderate boost. I have no fear running my engine at 12:1 and 12-14 pounds of boost! That is because this engine is well designed and it is very efficient.
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				<div style="font-style:italic">I have to reiterate the point that our engines run leaner than engines of the old days. The combustion temps are higher yet they still resist detonation and pinging better.<br />
I have always run much higher EGT temps. I always made my best power when my car was NA with 13.2:1 A/F at WOT without any worries of pinging.<br />
With the turbo this engine is comfortable with 12.5:1 A/F without detonation...on 91 ocatne no less!<br />
These engines have better materials than the engines of old and people don't realize it; especially the 'old time' hot rodders. THey'll tell you the engine will blow up on a NA engine with a 13.5:1 A/F ratio. That isn't the case at all and it has been proven bymore than just myself.<br />
With the turbo, old school turbo people say to run 11.5:1 or even 11:1. THat is pig rich for this engine. AF with my turbo as I said earlier is comfortable at 12:1 and fine on 12.5:1 with moderate boost. I have no fear running my engine at 12:1 and 12-14 pounds of boost! That is because this engine is well designed and it is very efficient.</div>
			
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			<title>This is it I guess....</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 17:47:01 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I'm not one for blogging.

I'm not one for talking to others much about myself, and I'm certainly not one to talk about relationship problems. This, however, isn't a typical "omfg-i-put-it-in-her-ass-and-now-she-loves-me" post from a 17 year old and I have to get this off my chest. If you don't like it, don't read it, and don't respond to it. Actually, I don't care if anyone responds to it or not...I just have to get this out. Maybe typing it out will help me straighten out some of my own thoughts. Ugh.

My wife and I are separating. It looks very surreal in text like that. It's something I never thought I'd see myself saying, thought it's been coming for a long time now.

We have been together for 13 years (we started dating when we were 17), and married for 5. We met in our senior year of high school though a mutual friend and started dating. We had already been accepted to the same college, but we lived in separate dorms and didn't really have any of the same classes after the first semester. After two years, we both dropped out. I was an El Ed major and she a sociology major. I realized I didn't like kids, and she didn't know what she was ever going to do with the degree and wanted something more practical. I enrolled at another university and got my degree in communication/broadcasting and she enrolled in cosmetology school finishing up with her teaching degree in it.

We never saw each other, and I think this is when things started to go down hill for us.

There are two reasons for that. One is that we both wracked up a considerable amount of debt in college, both because neither of us were very smart about money, and because our parents, though extremely hard workers, weren't well enough off to help us out at all. Because of the debt we ended up working...ALOT. The other reasons is that we are both workaholics anyway, so even without the debt I'm not sure we would've taken that much time for each other.

While we were in school (the second time around) She was going to school and working full time to pay for it. I was in college, working in a mountain bike shop, and bartending at two bars, all while running my DJ business on the weekends. We never saw each other, and when we did we were so tired, burned out, and broke that we never did anything anyway.

After graduation I got a job working for as a video editor for a local electronics reseller called Kingdom, which as I'm sure many of your have gathered, I despise greatly. The pay sucks...I could make more working at a mcdonalds. This does not help the debt problem. I quit bartending, but still DJ and do a lot of side work for bands and stuff, so I'm still a workaholic, but I'm just not on someone's time clock as much as used to be.

She finished school and got two jobs in a city about an hour away from where we lived. She'd leave the house at around 7 am and work in a cosmetology retail store during the day, and leave and teach the night class at cosmetology school on tues, wed, and thurs nights, getting home around 11:30. Fri and Sat night, she was still working at the restaurant. Now, we NEVER saw each other. Ever.

It was like this for about two years, and I think this is when we really started to drift apart.

Some thoughts here.

It's ridiculous to think that a 31 year old is going to be the same person they were when they were 17. Thinking back on it, I'm not really sure what we saw in each other...or why we started dating. I'm not sure that we had that much in common then either, other than what most 17 year olds do...planning for graduation, college, some mutual friends, etc. We were attracted to each other and liked each others company. It's just like we never broke up.

I think that when two people go from ages 17 to 31 together their personalities develop together as one as they turn into adults. It's like they make the transition from adolescence to adulthood together. Because we have spent so much time apart, we didn't make that transition together, and along the way we became very different people. We don't really have anything at all in common anymore. Sure, we like a little bit of the same music, tv shows, and movies, but 8 million people like the show "House"...it doesn't mean they have enough in common to be married. I like the bar scene, drinking, rock and hip hop music, and she hates all that. Even though I'm generally a cynical bastard that hates the general population I'm more of a social person. She is only really outgoing with her very small group of friends, none of which I am also friends with. We have no mutual friends really....at all. The girl that set us up initially is her best friend from high school, and also works here at Kingdom. She an idiot, and I want to throw her off the roof.

The present schedule we have is that I work Monday through Friday from 'whenever-i-get-there' to 5pm at Kingdom, then Friday nights, Saturday afternoons, and Saturday nights DJing, depending on what bookings I have. She works Tuesday through Saturday from 2pm to 10pm cooking at a restaurant, and works the mornings in a dayspa doing skin care and related such things. So while I get home at 5:30pm, she isn't home until 10:30-11:00.

It's been this way for a couple years now. I'm bored, I'm lonely, and I'm just completely and totally burned out of it. We haven't been happy in long time. We haven't been on a vacation since our honeymoon 5 years ago. Sure, we have our holidays together (Christmas, Easter, Thanksgiving)..usually dinner at our parents house, but we don't ever have the time to go on dates with our schedules being so different. I usually spend my nights sitting in a bar because I'm so tired of sitting at home by myself like I have been for the past 5 years. I don't really feel like I get much joy out of anything, but I'm not sure what the answer is. I've been DJing for 10 years now, and I'm so burned out doing it I could shove a microphone in my eye, just so I could spend a saturday night in an ER, which would be an improvement than being behind a mixer in a ****ty bar with drunk retarded wh0res asking for stupid songs. Have you heard "Ramalama"?? Oh my ****ing god, please stab me in the taint. Please?

About a year and a half ago we started talking about separating, and agreed that we just didn't seem to have anything in common anymore. I brought it up. I remember her comment being "Well, I'm not telling you that you trapped, but I' not giving up". Well, I didn't want to give up either, but I just don't feel like we have anything else to try. She used the analogy that she feels like we are two magnets repelling each other...getting so close together, but never being able to connect. I feel like we are just spinning our wheels, and if we caught traction we'd end up going facefirst into a brick wall...being held back by our schedules, likes, dislikes, lack of mutual friends, lack of commonality, etc., etc.

I know marriage is a full time job AND a commitment you enter into 'till death do you part', and I whole-heartedly entered into knowing that. It isn't supposed to be easy, is it? I never expected it to be. While I love her and care about her, and I know she feels the same, it sometimes just feels like I'm spending my life with a random person, not someone I share everything with.

I never wanted kids. She did at one point, once all her friends starting spitting them out, but told me she changed her mind. Sometimes I wonder that if we would have started cranking out kids when we were 21 everything would be ok now, as we'd have that holding us together.

I don't feel like a very good person. I feel like I'm throwing away the last 13 years of her life due to my own selfishness. I'm not sure why I feel selfish, considering I don't even know what I want out of life myself. The last thing I want to do is hurt her. She is a terrific person and doesn't deserve it. She hasn't done anything wrong...we are just two different people moving in two different directions. I feel like I should just suck it up and be miserable to spare her pain and suffereing. She said herself though that "we suck as a married couple" and "we'll be better off as friends". It's probably true. It just sucks.

She made the decision yesterday that she is going to move into the guest room at her parents new house. She can't afford to be on her own (I'm not sure I can either). I've been wondering what the next step is for a long time...I guess this is it. It just seems so real now.

Neither of blame each other for any of this, and while we're both torn up and sad over it, we just feel like we've done everything we can (though we're still asking ourselves if we really have) to try and save it. There is just no spark there...no chemistry anymore. We love each other....but sometimes that just isn't enough.

I usually deal pretty well with change, but goddammit, I'm scared ****less.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I'm not one for blogging.<br />
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I'm not one for talking to others much about myself, and I'm certainly not one to talk about relationship problems. This, however, isn't a typical &quot;omfg-i-put-it-in-her-ass-and-now-she-loves-me&quot; post from a 17 year old and I have to get this off my chest. If you don't like it, don't read it, and don't respond to it. Actually, I don't care if anyone responds to it or not...I just have to get this out. Maybe typing it out will help me straighten out some of my own thoughts. Ugh.<br />
<br />
My wife and I are separating. It looks very surreal in text like that. It's something I never thought I'd see myself saying, thought it's been coming for a long time now.<br />
<br />
We have been together for 13 years (we started dating when we were 17), and married for 5. We met in our senior year of high school though a mutual friend and started dating. We had already been accepted to the same college, but we lived in separate dorms and didn't really have any of the same classes after the first semester. After two years, we both dropped out. I was an El Ed major and she a sociology major. I realized I didn't like kids, and she didn't know what she was ever going to do with the degree and wanted something more practical. I enrolled at another university and got my degree in communication/broadcasting and she enrolled in cosmetology school finishing up with her teaching degree in it.<br />
<br />
We never saw each other, and I think this is when things started to go down hill for us.<br />
<br />
There are two reasons for that. One is that we both wracked up a considerable amount of debt in college, both because neither of us were very smart about money, and because our parents, though extremely hard workers, weren't well enough off to help us out at all. Because of the debt we ended up working...ALOT. The other reasons is that we are both workaholics anyway, so even without the debt I'm not sure we would've taken that much time for each other.<br />
<br />
While we were in school (the second time around) She was going to school and working full time to pay for it. I was in college, working in a mountain bike shop, and bartending at two bars, all while running my DJ business on the weekends. We never saw each other, and when we did we were so tired, burned out, and broke that we never did anything anyway.<br />
<br />
After graduation I got a job working for as a video editor for a local electronics reseller called Kingdom, which as I'm sure many of your have gathered, I despise greatly. The pay sucks...I could make more working at a mcdonalds. This does not help the debt problem. I quit bartending, but still DJ and do a lot of side work for bands and stuff, so I'm still a workaholic, but I'm just not on someone's time clock as much as used to be.<br />
<br />
She finished school and got two jobs in a city about an hour away from where we lived. She'd leave the house at around 7 am and work in a cosmetology retail store during the day, and leave and teach the night class at cosmetology school on tues, wed, and thurs nights, getting home around 11:30. Fri and Sat night, she was still working at the restaurant. Now, we NEVER saw each other. Ever.<br />
<br />
It was like this for about two years, and I think this is when we really started to drift apart.<br />
<br />
Some thoughts here.<br />
<br />
It's ridiculous to think that a 31 year old is going to be the same person they were when they were 17. Thinking back on it, I'm not really sure what we saw in each other...or why we started dating. I'm not sure that we had that much in common then either, other than what most 17 year olds do...planning for graduation, college, some mutual friends, etc. We were attracted to each other and liked each others company. It's just like we never broke up.<br />
<br />
I think that when two people go from ages 17 to 31 together their personalities develop together as one as they turn into adults. It's like they make the transition from adolescence to adulthood together. Because we have spent so much time apart, we didn't make that transition together, and along the way we became very different people. We don't really have anything at all in common anymore. Sure, we like a little bit of the same music, tv shows, and movies, but 8 million people like the show &quot;House&quot;...it doesn't mean they have enough in common to be married. I like the bar scene, drinking, rock and hip hop music, and she hates all that. Even though I'm generally a cynical bastard that hates the general population I'm more of a social person. She is only really outgoing with her very small group of friends, none of which I am also friends with. We have no mutual friends really....at all. The girl that set us up initially is her best friend from high school, and also works here at Kingdom. She an idiot, and I want to throw her off the roof.<br />
<br />
The present schedule we have is that I work Monday through Friday from 'whenever-i-get-there' to 5pm at Kingdom, then Friday nights, Saturday afternoons, and Saturday nights DJing, depending on what bookings I have. She works Tuesday through Saturday from 2pm to 10pm cooking at a restaurant, and works the mornings in a dayspa doing skin care and related such things. So while I get home at 5:30pm, she isn't home until 10:30-11:00.<br />
<br />
It's been this way for a couple years now. I'm bored, I'm lonely, and I'm just completely and totally burned out of it. We haven't been happy in long time. We haven't been on a vacation since our honeymoon 5 years ago. Sure, we have our holidays together (Christmas, Easter, Thanksgiving)..usually dinner at our parents house, but we don't ever have the time to go on dates with our schedules being so different. I usually spend my nights sitting in a bar because I'm so tired of sitting at home by myself like I have been for the past 5 years. I don't really feel like I get much joy out of anything, but I'm not sure what the answer is. I've been DJing for 10 years now, and I'm so burned out doing it I could shove a microphone in my eye, just so I could spend a saturday night in an ER, which would be an improvement than being behind a mixer in a ****ty bar with drunk retarded wh0res asking for stupid songs. Have you heard &quot;Ramalama&quot;?? Oh my ****ing god, please stab me in the taint. Please?<br />
<br />
About a year and a half ago we started talking about separating, and agreed that we just didn't seem to have anything in common anymore. I brought it up. I remember her comment being &quot;Well, I'm not telling you that you trapped, but I' not giving up&quot;. Well, I didn't want to give up either, but I just don't feel like we have anything else to try. She used the analogy that she feels like we are two magnets repelling each other...getting so close together, but never being able to connect. I feel like we are just spinning our wheels, and if we caught traction we'd end up going facefirst into a brick wall...being held back by our schedules, likes, dislikes, lack of mutual friends, lack of commonality, etc., etc.<br />
<br />
I know marriage is a full time job AND a commitment you enter into 'till death do you part', and I whole-heartedly entered into knowing that. It isn't supposed to be easy, is it? I never expected it to be. While I love her and care about her, and I know she feels the same, it sometimes just feels like I'm spending my life with a random person, not someone I share everything with.<br />
<br />
I never wanted kids. She did at one point, once all her friends starting spitting them out, but told me she changed her mind. Sometimes I wonder that if we would have started cranking out kids when we were 21 everything would be ok now, as we'd have that holding us together.<br />
<br />
I don't feel like a very good person. I feel like I'm throwing away the last 13 years of her life due to my own selfishness. I'm not sure why I feel selfish, considering I don't even know what I want out of life myself. The last thing I want to do is hurt her. She is a terrific person and doesn't deserve it. She hasn't done anything wrong...we are just two different people moving in two different directions. I feel like I should just suck it up and be miserable to spare her pain and suffereing. She said herself though that &quot;we suck as a married couple&quot; and &quot;we'll be better off as friends&quot;. It's probably true. It just sucks.<br />
<br />
She made the decision yesterday that she is going to move into the guest room at her parents new house. She can't afford to be on her own (I'm not sure I can either). I've been wondering what the next step is for a long time...I guess this is it. It just seems so real now.<br />
<br />
Neither of blame each other for any of this, and while we're both torn up and sad over it, we just feel like we've done everything we can (though we're still asking ourselves if we really have) to try and save it. There is just no spark there...no chemistry anymore. We love each other....but sometimes that just isn't enough.<br />
<br />
I usually deal pretty well with change, but goddammit, I'm scared ****less.</div>

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			<title>Z30-what?</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 07:09:27 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[So my brothers 300ZX has been down since October, and should be almost ready to go again...  we swapped it from auto to manual, and dropped in a nice new engine.  Everything looks great, and we've been over it again and again, but we still have a problem.  It won't start.  It tries to crank, and we have fuel, air, and sparks in the engine, so we've been spending the last week and a half troubleshooting the damn thing.  We've asked a bunch of mechanics about it, and get no good answers.  We've even had people look at it, still to no avail.  The plus side of this is that we've fixed just about everything that might have been problematic later, but later doesn't matter right now.  A career mechanic/auto tech teacher is coming over Sunday to check things out, and if that doesn't help we might have to haul the car to a nissan tech we know.  If anyone has any suggestions, they would be much appreciated.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>So my brothers 300ZX has been down since October, and should be almost ready to go again...  we swapped it from auto to manual, and dropped in a nice new engine.  Everything looks great, and we've been over it again and again, but we still have a problem.  It won't start.  It tries to crank, and we have fuel, air, and sparks in the engine, so we've been spending the last week and a half troubleshooting the damn thing.  We've asked a bunch of mechanics about it, and get no good answers.  We've even had people look at it, still to no avail.  The plus side of this is that we've fixed just about <i>everything</i> that might have been problematic later, but later doesn't matter right now.  A career mechanic/auto tech teacher is coming over Sunday to check things out, and if that doesn't help we might have to haul the car to a nissan tech we know.  If anyone has any suggestions, they would be much appreciated.</div>

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			<title>NECO Calendars on sale...</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 04:36:28 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I've made a page on the NECO Northwest website to sell the remaining 2008 NECO Calendars and the mini NECO calling cards (like in my avatar).
www.neconw.org/2008 NECO Calendar.htm (http://www.neconw.org/2008%20NECO%20Calendar.htm)

Profits go to help fund Cougarfest 'X' 2008, so if you've not purchased one yet, pick one up to support Cougarfest & impress your friends/family with the awesome images of our cool cars :biggrin:]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I've made a page on the NECO Northwest website to sell the remaining 2008 NECO Calendars and the mini NECO calling cards (like in my avatar).<br />
<a href="http://www.neconw.org/2008%20NECO%20Calendar.htm" target="_blank">www.neconw.org/2008 NECO Calendar.htm</a><br />
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Profits go to help fund Cougarfest 'X' 2008, so if you've not purchased one yet, pick one up to support Cougarfest &amp; impress your friends/family with the awesome images of our cool cars :biggrin:</div>

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			<dc:creator>Goldie</dc:creator>
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			<title>Time I thought I was going to die post.</title>
			<link>http://www.newcougar.org/forums/blogs/lostracer/24-time-i-thought-i-going-die-post.html</link>
			<pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 22:18:19 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[A lot of you havae already red this, but I mentioned it to seomeone elase adn they wanted to see it. So  ifiugrd I'd  just post it since the original thread is gone. This is from just over a year ago. 

1 Time I thought I was going to die.

*Well it finally happened...* 


And for some questions that may be asked..Normal blood sugar levels are between 80 and 120...Just keep that in mind when you read this..Thanks..


This saturday morning I woke up. Barely able to breathe and could not move. My sense of time wasn't there and all I had were my thoughts, a blurry vision of my ceiling and panic. Trying to regulate my breathing was a task in itself. Having to calm myself was even harder. I was home alone. My kids were at my moms an I was stuck in a mental limbo. Not really knowing if I was still awake or if I was dreaming the whole thing. As I felt my breathe hit my teeth, I could feel and hear my heart beat as if I were wearing a stethascope. Fear had started to overcome me. Visions of being mentally handicapped and not having my kids anymore rushed through my head without prejudice. Noticing my breathing started to slow down, not in speed, but just in breaths in general. I finally managed to convince myself I was hypo and could possibly get out of this situation. After numerous attempts I was finally able to lift a shoulder. Still couldn't talk. Not even a simple mumble. After a few more tries I was able to get a single arm in the air. I still could not control it, but it was progress. Apparently my glucose was rising. Slowly but surely. A few minutes go by and I find myself on the floor with flailing arms. I made an attempt to find my Nextel phone(my mom has nextel also). But to no success was it with in eye sight, nor did I have the patience. Crawling on all fours I made it to my front door, but couldn't balance myself long enough to open it. I have a patio door right next to it with blinds. I reached over to grab the strings used to open the blinds, and used that to hold me up. With that in hand I was able to open my door. My neighbor's apartment is about 4 or 5 feet to the right of mine. Still unable to balance myself I managed to crawl to their front door, leaving a small bllod trail behind from my knees. After a couple of bangs on the door someone finally answered. I'm sure it had to be a bit awkward seeing your neighbor on the ground in his boxers in front of your door, but hey, what was I gonna do? I was able to get out "Call 911". It took a couple tries in between breaths, but I noticed my speech was coming back. I was also able to get out my moms phone number so they could call her as well. I managed to flop back into my own apartment doorway until the paramedics arrived. My speech was started to come back and I was coherent. I couldn't stand up and had no control of my bodily muscles. When they tested my blood it was 77! They then gave me a bottle dextrose I think it was. Tested me again about 10 minutes later and I was up to 94. I was just then able to stand. Still off balance though. By this time my mom had already shown up and spoke with them. The paramedics waited till I was able to stabalize myself and then left. However, I do have to say this has been the scariest moment of my life. I didn't go to bed till 4am sunday morning because I was afraid of what may happen. I tested aroudn midnight saturday/sunday and my blood was around 200. When I didn't take anything to correct it, wanting to see how sunday morning would end up. I tested sunday and was 122.

I'm fine now btw. I spent saturday in lockdown at my moms. No phone no car, nothing. She took me there after everything was over. This only made things that much harder for me to show that can live on my own. That sucks.

Ty
The One&Only!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>A lot of you havae already red this, but I mentioned it to seomeone elase adn they wanted to see it. So  ifiugrd I'd  just post it since the original thread is gone. This is from just over a year ago. <br />
<br />
1 Time I thought I was going to die.<br />
<br />
<b>Well it finally happened...</b> <br />
<br />
<br />
And for some questions that may be asked..Normal blood sugar levels are between 80 and 120...Just keep that in mind when you read this..Thanks..<br />
<br />
<br />
This saturday morning I woke up. Barely able to breathe and could not move. My sense of time wasn't there and all I had were my thoughts, a blurry vision of my ceiling and panic. Trying to regulate my breathing was a task in itself. Having to calm myself was even harder. I was home alone. My kids were at my moms an I was stuck in a mental limbo. Not really knowing if I was still awake or if I was dreaming the whole thing. As I felt my breathe hit my teeth, I could feel and hear my heart beat as if I were wearing a stethascope. Fear had started to overcome me. Visions of being mentally handicapped and not having my kids anymore rushed through my head without prejudice. Noticing my breathing started to slow down, not in speed, but just in breaths in general. I finally managed to convince myself I was hypo and could possibly get out of this situation. After numerous attempts I was finally able to lift a shoulder. Still couldn't talk. Not even a simple mumble. After a few more tries I was able to get a single arm in the air. I still could not control it, but it was progress. Apparently my glucose was rising. Slowly but surely. A few minutes go by and I find myself on the floor with flailing arms. I made an attempt to find my Nextel phone(my mom has nextel also). But to no success was it with in eye sight, nor did I have the patience. Crawling on all fours I made it to my front door, but couldn't balance myself long enough to open it. I have a patio door right next to it with blinds. I reached over to grab the strings used to open the blinds, and used that to hold me up. With that in hand I was able to open my door. My neighbor's apartment is about 4 or 5 feet to the right of mine. Still unable to balance myself I managed to crawl to their front door, leaving a small bllod trail behind from my knees. After a couple of bangs on the door someone finally answered. I'm sure it had to be a bit awkward seeing your neighbor on the ground in his boxers in front of your door, but hey, what was I gonna do? I was able to get out &quot;Call 911&quot;. It took a couple tries in between breaths, but I noticed my speech was coming back. I was also able to get out my moms phone number so they could call her as well. I managed to flop back into my own apartment doorway until the paramedics arrived. My speech was started to come back and I was coherent. I couldn't stand up and had no control of my bodily muscles. When they tested my blood it was 77! They then gave me a bottle dextrose I think it was. Tested me again about 10 minutes later and I was up to 94. I was just then able to stand. Still off balance though. By this time my mom had already shown up and spoke with them. The paramedics waited till I was able to stabalize myself and then left. However, I do have to say this has been the scariest moment of my life. I didn't go to bed till 4am sunday morning because I was afraid of what may happen. I tested aroudn midnight saturday/sunday and my blood was around 200. When I didn't take anything to correct it, wanting to see how sunday morning would end up. I tested sunday and was 122.<br />
<br />
I'm fine now btw. I spent saturday in lockdown at my moms. No phone no car, nothing. She took me there after everything was over. This only made things that much harder for me to show that can live on my own. That sucks.<br />
<br />
Ty<br />
The One&amp;Only!</div>

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			<title><![CDATA[Well, I'm finally convinced...]]></title>
			<link>http://www.newcougar.org/forums/blogs/xplosiveplushtoy/23-well-i-m-finally-convinced.html</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2007 08:30:36 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Yeah, you f**ks win. I give in. 

Now someone sell me a 99-00 returnless laser red Cougar before I'm forced to shoot a b*tch. 

Yes, it will be a daily driver, and yes, I will probably stop working on the Solstice (which is going to become a "hide under a car-cover and wait for track-day" ride) to mod the sh*t out of my next Cougar. I'm really liking the looks of the two-toned Roush Cougars, so I'm stealing that style.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Yeah, you f**ks win. I give in. <br />
<br />
Now someone sell me a 99-00 returnless laser red Cougar before I'm forced to shoot a b*tch. <br />
<br />
Yes, it will be a daily driver, and yes, I will probably stop working on the Solstice (which is going to become a &quot;hide under a car-cover and wait for track-day&quot; ride) to mod the sh*t out of my next Cougar. I'm really liking the looks of the two-toned Roush Cougars, so I'm stealing that style.</div>

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			<title>oooo bloggage!</title>
			<link>http://www.newcougar.org/forums/blogs/ice992/22-oooo-bloggage.html</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 20:59:25 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[hmmm so yet another place to put a blog... i've never been the blog type person, but it does seem like a good place to vent...

so here goes my rant... if you don't care to hear about my personal life and my gripes... please read no further...

so... life at home with my significant other has become... labored I guess you could say... we are back to fighting 24/7 again and i dont understand it... I do all I can to make her happy yet it never seems to enough... not to mention my little girl is gettin surgery thursday to have tubes put in her ears.. and one of my 4 puppies (who has been horridly sick with parvo and a sickle cell disease) has finally beaten the parvo and the blood disease, but one of her toes "died" so she has to get it cut off... so $1200 of a vet bill later... i swear I'm going to be paying on that bill forever...  money seems to get tighter and tighter every day... for a while we were getting caught up, but for some reason more and more things have been building up lately and I can't seem to make all the ends meet... :banghead:

my computer also blew up... and i cant afford to buy a new laptop so looks like my plans to start college are cancelled  :(    ever feel overwhelmed?  my truck is slowly falling apart, i need to get a newer one that doesnt have any problems with it before I buy it but my dad has worse credit than me, and my mom just wont help me, so i have no cosigner, and without a cosigner I can't get approved, unless i wanna get a truck like i already have @ a 22% interest rate... :banghead:

ok, enough *****ing, i really have a lot more i could go on about right now but thats enough]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>hmmm so yet another place to put a blog... i've never been the blog type person, but it does seem like a good place to vent...<br />
<br />
so here goes my rant... if you don't care to hear about my personal life and my gripes... please read no further...<br />
<br />
so... life at home with my significant other has become... labored I guess you could say... we are back to fighting 24/7 again and i dont understand it... I do all I can to make her happy yet it never seems to enough... not to mention my little girl is gettin surgery thursday to have tubes put in her ears.. and one of my 4 puppies (who has been horridly sick with parvo and a sickle cell disease) has finally beaten the parvo and the blood disease, but one of her toes &quot;died&quot; so she has to get it cut off... so $1200 of a vet bill later... i swear I'm going to be paying on that bill forever...  money seems to get tighter and tighter every day... for a while we were getting caught up, but for some reason more and more things have been building up lately and I can't seem to make all the ends meet... :banghead:<br />
<br />
my computer also blew up... and i cant afford to buy a new laptop so looks like my plans to start college are cancelled  :(    ever feel overwhelmed?  my truck is slowly falling apart, i need to get a newer one that doesnt have any problems with it before I buy it but my dad has worse credit than me, and my mom just wont help me, so i have no cosigner, and without a cosigner I can't get approved, unless i wanna get a truck like i already have @ a 22% interest rate... :banghead:<br />
<br />
ok, enough *****ing, i really have a lot more i could go on about right now but thats enough</div>

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			<title>Baby Girl is turning 1</title>
			<link>http://www.newcougar.org/forums/blogs/metallicacougs/21-baby-girl-turning-1.html</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 13:47:35 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Baby Girl is turning 1 and hubby wants another one.  Can you give a guy a vasectomy in his sleep without going to jail?  My catholic upbringing guilts me into not getting tubes tied.  I feel no guilt for him tho.</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Baby Girl is turning 1 and hubby wants another one.  Can you give a guy a vasectomy in his sleep without going to jail?  My catholic upbringing guilts me into not getting tubes tied.  I feel no guilt for him tho.</div>

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			<title>My last blog was weak..</title>
			<link>http://www.newcougar.org/forums/blogs/echoman/20-my-last-blog-weak.html</link>
			<pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2007 09:17:37 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[So I dislike my last blog after about half a day....umm.....so I'm turning my blog into a permanent list of wise sayings that all can add to. I'll start with two..

1.A wise man doesn't play leapfrog with a unicorn.

2.When in doubt, mumble. When asked to clarify, say "Trust me".]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>So I dislike my last blog after about half a day....umm.....so I'm turning my blog into a permanent list of wise sayings that all can add to. I'll start with two..<br />
<br />
1.A wise man doesn't play leapfrog with a unicorn.<br />
<br />
2.When in doubt, mumble. When asked to clarify, say &quot;Trust me&quot;.</div>

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			<title><![CDATA[Friend's fiance murdered...]]></title>
			<link>http://www.newcougar.org/forums/blogs/skater/17-friend-s-fiance-murdered.html</link>
			<pubDate>Fri, 09 Nov 2007 17:02:09 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Those of you who were at CougarFest this summer may remember me being upset about the murder of a friend's fiance.  I know I told a couple people the story, but I figure I can give more details now (if you are in Fairfax County, VA, please stop reading - I do not want to taint any jury pools).

The story is that my friend, we'll call her Jane (even though a certain newspaper had no problem at all using her real name :banghead:) was dating a guy named "Jack".  I hadn't met him, but from what Jane told me he sounded good.

I'll mention now that Jane is a beautiful, intelligent, warm, caring woman.  I dated her too, several years ago, but our very different goals and outlooks in life made it a short-term thing only.  However, we've remained very good friends, keep each other up to date on our dating, etc.  I would count her among one of my closest friends.

Well, the Saturday before CougarFest, Jack and Jane were shopping for rings.  They were then at her house, and Jane had warned Jack that there was a guy who might be jealous, but Jack figured he'd just want to talk and there'd be no problem.

"Jeff" the jealous guy was a guy she'd dated for a while but dumped.  It was an odd situation - she was dating Jeff and "Doug" at the same time, and it got to the point where she had to pick one, so she picked Jeff.  I remember being surprised at the decision - I never really liked Jeff that much, he just kind of creeped me out a bit - but I figured she knew him better than I did and knew what she was doing.  A few months go by, and Jane realizes she's made a mistake, and dumps Jeff and goes back to Doug.  A couple weeks later, Doug turns up dead (she found him).  It was ruled a suicide, but she never believed that, nor did I - if I were Doug, having just had Jane come back to me after I thought I'd lost her, I'd be on top of the world no matter WHAT else was going wrong in my life.

Jack left Jane's place, and, somehow, Jeff ended up in the passenger seat of his car.  (Probably asked him for a lift somewhere, something like that.)  Next thing anyone knows is that Jack's car crashes into a parked car several blocks away, Jeff is spotted running away from Jack's car, and the neighbors think it's a hit-and-run, until one of them finds Jack dying in the driver's seat from a gunshot wound.  Jack says "Jeff did it", gives his parents' phone number, and dies.

I didn't find out about this until the Wednesday of CougarFest.  Brad was there when I saw the first two emails that told me what happened.  One was from Jane, giving an obit - something she had to do once before for Doug; the other was from a girl I was dating from work linking to an article about it.  (Jane, Jeff, me, and the girl I was dating all work at the same place.)  The girl I was dating didn't know my connection to the case at the time.

The police arrested Jeff the day after the murder.  After a couple weeks, the judge set bail, which caused Jane to promptly disappear - I had NO idea where she'd gotten to, and frankly I didn't want to know in case Jeff came to "ask" me - but fortunately the judge, after being shown how close Jane and Jeff live to each other, rescinded the bail, and Jeff stayed in jail.  He hadn't been able to pull together the bail money quickly enough, so he wasn't released.

We are now awaiting trial, which I believe is scheduled for January.  I've heard he is using a "self defense" defense.  Personal editorializing:  wait, wait, wait - you're carrying a gun in the passenger seat of a car with an unarmed Mormon driving... how in the ****ing world do think you're in a situation where you need to use deadly force?  Self defense, my ass.  More like preplanned MURDER.

Jane is a witness for the trial, so she has to stick around for now, but afterwards she plans to move out of the area.  I understand her decision and support her, but I wish she didn't have to leave.  For a while, she was wearing the engagement ring Jack had purchased, and I was glad she'd gotten the opportunity to wear it - she deserved that, at least, even if she'd never get the wedding band.

Virginia is one of the states with capital punishment.  I don't know if they'll get to exercise it in this situation.  If they don't execute him, what happens if he gets out on parole in 20 years?  What happens to my friend then?  Will she have to live in fear of that possibility for the rest of her life?]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Those of you who were at CougarFest this summer may remember me being upset about the murder of a friend's fiance.  I know I told a couple people the story, but I figure I can give more details now (if you are in Fairfax County, VA, please stop reading - I do not want to taint any jury pools).<br />
<br />
The story is that my friend, we'll call her Jane (even though a certain newspaper had no problem at all using her real name :banghead:) was dating a guy named &quot;Jack&quot;.  I hadn't met him, but from what Jane told me he sounded good.<br />
<br />
I'll mention now that Jane is a beautiful, intelligent, warm, caring woman.  I dated her too, several years ago, but our very different goals and outlooks in life made it a short-term thing only.  However, we've remained very good friends, keep each other up to date on our dating, etc.  I would count her among one of my closest friends.<br />
<br />
Well, the Saturday before CougarFest, Jack and Jane were shopping for rings.  They were then at her house, and Jane had warned Jack that there was a guy who might be jealous, but Jack figured he'd just want to talk and there'd be no problem.<br />
<br />
&quot;Jeff&quot; the jealous guy was a guy she'd dated for a while but dumped.  It was an odd situation - she was dating Jeff and &quot;Doug&quot; at the same time, and it got to the point where she had to pick one, so she picked Jeff.  I remember being surprised at the decision - I never really liked Jeff that much, he just kind of creeped me out a bit - but I figured she knew him better than I did and knew what she was doing.  A few months go by, and Jane realizes she's made a mistake, and dumps Jeff and goes back to Doug.  A couple weeks later, Doug turns up dead (she found him).  It was ruled a suicide, but she never believed that, nor did I - if I were Doug, having just had Jane come back to me after I thought I'd lost her, I'd be on top of the world no matter WHAT else was going wrong in my life.<br />
<br />
Jack left Jane's place, and, somehow, Jeff ended up in the passenger seat of his car.  (Probably asked him for a lift somewhere, something like that.)  Next thing anyone knows is that Jack's car crashes into a parked car several blocks away, Jeff is spotted running away from Jack's car, and the neighbors think it's a hit-and-run, until one of them finds Jack dying in the driver's seat from a gunshot wound.  Jack says &quot;Jeff did it&quot;, gives his parents' phone number, and dies.<br />
<br />
I didn't find out about this until the Wednesday of CougarFest.  Brad was there when I saw the first two emails that told me what happened.  One was from Jane, giving an obit - something she had to do once before for Doug; the other was from a girl I was dating from work linking to an article about it.  (Jane, Jeff, me, and the girl I was dating all work at the same place.)  The girl I was dating didn't know my connection to the case at the time.<br />
<br />
The police arrested Jeff the day after the murder.  After a couple weeks, the judge set bail, which caused Jane to promptly disappear - I had NO idea where she'd gotten to, and frankly I didn't want to know in case Jeff came to &quot;ask&quot; me - but fortunately the judge, after being shown how close Jane and Jeff live to each other, rescinded the bail, and Jeff stayed in jail.  He hadn't been able to pull together the bail money quickly enough, so he wasn't released.<br />
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We are now awaiting trial, which I believe is scheduled for January.  I've heard he is using a &quot;self defense&quot; defense.  Personal editorializing:  wait, wait, wait - you're carrying a gun in the passenger seat of a car with an unarmed Mormon driving... how in the ****ing world do think you're in a situation where you need to use deadly force?  Self defense, my ass.  More like preplanned MURDER.<br />
<br />
Jane is a witness for the trial, so she has to stick around for now, but afterwards she plans to move out of the area.  I understand her decision and support her, but I wish she didn't have to leave.  For a while, she was wearing the engagement ring Jack had purchased, and I was glad she'd gotten the opportunity to wear it - she deserved that, at least, even if she'd never get the wedding band.<br />
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Virginia is one of the states with capital punishment.  I don't know if they'll get to exercise it in this situation.  If they don't execute him, what happens if he gets out on parole in 20 years?  What happens to my friend then?  Will she have to live in fear of that possibility for the rest of her life?</div>

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			<title>Day 3064</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 22:26:25 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>So I didnt get much accomplished last night because Echoman decided to stop by and drink all my beer.  I did bring in some of the sound deadening material to work to weigh.

...  wait for it....



it doesnt add up to much.

The material that covers the rear seats weights a grand total of 2 pounds.  The stuff on the floor in front of the rear seats is a whopping 1.75 pounds.

The transmission tunnel material should tally up to about 3 but that will have to wait to monday to bring in for weighing.</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>So I didnt get much accomplished last night because Echoman decided to stop by and drink all my beer.  I did bring in some of the sound deadening material to work to weigh.<br />
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...  wait for it....<br />
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it doesnt add up to much.<br />
<br />
The material that covers the rear seats weights a grand total of 2 pounds.  The stuff on the floor in front of the rear seats is a whopping 1.75 pounds.<br />
<br />
The transmission tunnel material should tally up to about 3 but that will have to wait to monday to bring in for weighing.</div>

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			<title>Wtf?!</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 16:53:24 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>*ahem*

**** you and the dog you rode in on!

*cough*

Oh...sorry, was you expecting something profound?</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>*ahem*<br />
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**** you and the dog you rode in on!<br />
<br />
*cough*<br />
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Oh...sorry, was you expecting something profound?</div>

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			<title>South Park Trilogy</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 05:15:51 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>I have no idea how many of you watch South Park, but I think the last three episodes are some of the coolest ever.  A trilogy has never been done in South Park before, and it was done so well.  They brought back elements from so much pop culture, and so many episodes, that if you had seen as many episodes as I have, they get so much funnier.  Yeah.</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I have no idea how many of you watch South Park, but I think the last three episodes are some of the coolest ever.  A trilogy has never been done in South Park before, and it was done so well.  They brought back elements from so much pop culture, and so many episodes, that if you had seen as many episodes as I have, they get so much funnier.  Yeah.</div>

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