Gut Rumbles

February 24, 2006

who's counting?

I am, that's who. And if my calculations are correct, today makes 126 days since I last took a drink of alcohol. That's more than one-third of a year. I don't intend to drink today, either.

One (actually SEVERAL) of my kind readers suggested that I start taking magnesium supplements to cure my night miseries of cramps, aches and restless legs. I bought a bottle of 100, with calcium and zinc included, and started taking them on Wednesday. Last night, I slept like a rock for nine straight hours. Maybe you folks gave me some damn good advice.

I succumbed to temptation. I'm going back to Costa Rica next week. I bought my tickets and reserved a room in San Jose for two nights so that I can gamble and whore enjoy a couple of good restaurants before I strike off elsewhere, probably back to Playa de Jaco or maybe Puerto Viejo. I'll play this trip by ear once I get there. I plan to stay at least a week, maybe longer if I feel like it.

I haven't seen or spoken to my son for two weeks now. I've tried, but to no avail. I even called the BC at work and left a message on her answering machine asking her to call me or have Quinton call--- anything--- to let me talk to my boy. No response.

I don't care what kind of shitass she thinks I was in the past and I don't care how much she hates me now. Using my son as a weapon against me is both immoral and sadistic. I AM HIS FATHER and nothing she does in this world is gonna change that fact, no matter how badly it chaps her ass. I had intended to wait six months, to see if I could stay sober that long, before I went back to court to petition for having my visitation restored.

That's too long now. I'm going to do it as soon as I get back from Costa Rica. And if that pissant Domestic Violence order is still in effect, I want that dropped, too. Bejus, but I hate to think of the money it's going to cost. I'll spend it, no matter how much, to put Quinton back in my life.

But I'm not going to say "It's worth it." It ain't, because this entire situation is complete bullshit, generated by a bloodless, sadistic cunt and abetted by a court system that doomed my ass from the first time I walked into it. I'm being held hostage and I have to pay my own got-dam ransom to the kidnappers. I don't like doing that. I would rather rake the money into a pile and set it on fire in my yard than have it extorted from me, which is ACTUALLY what's happening.

Enough of that crap. I'm putting myself into a bad mood when I started out talking about pleasant things.

Okay, let's recap: I'm still sober, I'm sleeping well again, I'm going to Costa Rica, my garden is tilled and it's a warm, sunny day. I'm going to quit bitching about things I can't change right now and enjoy what I have. It's just a matter of serenity.

Life is good, if you let it be.


Yeah, don't you just love it when the "caring, nurturing" half of the species turns out to be far more vicious than anything a real war could think up.

Feminazis have turned the legal system in this country upside down - basically, if you're male, you're fucked, and not in the nice way.

And women wonder why the marriage rate in the US is going down???? Duhhhhhhh ...

Posted by: maggot on February 24, 2006 12:20 PM

If you want to meet and hang out with a Big Black Liberal dude while you are here (Costa Rica) drop me a line.

Posted by: David Anderson on February 24, 2006 12:33 PM

If you don't mind me saying so, both you and your son are of an age where time may start working against you. You, for not having enough of it, and he for needing a fathers relationship before the end of regular schooling sends him out into the world..

A competent lawyer ought to be able to shred any unreasonable grounds for this arraingment. Maybe it will take more than one attempt. But to get some legal teeth behind the requests for contact would surely be worth it, right?

I've got 3 of my own Rob, and they're all damn near grown and gone. I sincerely wish the best for you.

Posted by: outfoxed on February 24, 2006 12:41 PM

Go Acidman. I hope you win everything in court. If the world were just they'd throw the BC in prison (men's prison) and let God sort it out.

Posted by: Adam Lawson on February 24, 2006 01:02 PM

Hey... ya know what?
It's never too late as long as yer both still alive...
(Of course, it'd be sooner if that bitch would go on and drop dead... same as with Eric's BC.)

And, don't feel too bad... it's been over a frickin' YEAR since we've seen his son, but we're just maintaining... It'll happen.

Posted by: Stevie on February 24, 2006 01:05 PM

Nah, Adam... ya put her in a women's prison.

In a man's prison, she'd feel like queen of the prom.

In a women's prison, they'd destroy her...
(I have the mental image of Linda Blair in that movie when she was a kid... I forget what it's called, but she was in jail and those chicks fucked her UP. There was a notorious shower scene involving a broom handle...)

Posted by: Stevie on February 24, 2006 01:09 PM

I am ashamed of my species when it comes to using children as a tool of revenge in a dissolution or otherwise. If it makes you feel better, I got screwed in my divorce!!

Yes, attorneys are expensive. And it is money thrown down the toilet - it is to an attorney, after all. Yet knowing you're dealing with the issue rather than hiding behind a bottle, means a lot in your recovery.

ODAAT, my friend.

Posted by: Cheryl on February 24, 2006 01:52 PM

Go get that Bitch.

And have a nice time in CR.

Posted by: caltechgirl on February 24, 2006 02:39 PM

I'm jealous. It's cold and snowing like a bitch here. Gotta put my monkey suit on and go fix my damn truck so I can plow. Enjoy.

Posted by: livey on February 24, 2006 02:48 PM

Never too soon to consult a lawyer when the ex is screwing around with the kid's best interests. Be better for all concerned if there was a schedule put in place and the BC is facing contempt charges if she screws around with it. I'd advise you to go with a lawyer who tells you what you need to know and not what you want to hear and this is no where to skimp on hourly fees. You get what you pay for and family court is always a "good ole boy" network even if most of the barracudas who get results are wimmin.

Other than that, what the hell are you complaining about buddy? You're garden is ready to go, you're warm and you're on your way to Costa Rica. Bet there's only about a million people north of the Mason Dixon line that wish they could say the same.

Heck I'm south of the line and I wish I could say I was going somewhere next week. It's been too long since I've been on a beach. Safe trip and have a great time.

Posted by: Libby on February 24, 2006 03:13 PM

Keep in mind, come 1 July 2006 child support laws FINALLY fucking change in Georgia....HER income now will be considered.

P.S. Have a blast in Costa Rica!!

Posted by: Tesa on February 24, 2006 04:15 PM

Hi all,

I've been lurking for awhile now, ever since the whole "Rob is dying" thing happened. I came here out of curiousity, I've stayed because you, Rob, simply kick ass! Love your take on things.

I was in Costa Rica for a month and a half in '85. Beautiful place and so different from one part to another. I was with a group of damn bug collecting scientist types but blew them off about two weeks in, spending some time on the Caribbean side and ending up in Coweta. Least that's how it sounds, my spelling's probably off. Anyway, it's a handful of miles north of the Panama border and as close to paradise as I've ever found. Have a wonderful time in the country, Rob.

re: your son: It's a damn shame there are people in this world who are rotten enough to cause this kind of pain and damage out of nothing more than spite. What a fucking bitch. It'll work out in the long run, though. That type of bad shit has a way of coming back and biting the spewer right in the ass.

Sounds like you've got a great mental attitiude about the whole situation. Good for you! Have a great time in CR. If I close my eyes and concentrate, I can still taste the black beans and rice:)

Posted by: Amy on February 24, 2006 04:36 PM

Ditto Tessa comment.

Posted by: Steph on February 24, 2006 04:37 PM

Hey Now!
That sounds like a man with Good Sobriety talking! Damn, that's Good to hear /;~)

Posted by: Wes Jackson on February 24, 2006 04:59 PM

I too sit in a situation where she plays games big time with our daughter. I made a few observations.

Daughter is 9

In a few years she will be a prima donna Teen ager and probably a royal pain in her mothrs ass.
Shortly after that she will be driving.
Right after that she will leave the nest.

I figure that the mothers time with her is declining and my time with her is yet to come. Bet I get in more than she does!

I do not play the pawn in her game of whatever the fuck it's called. She can tell her and my sons all the lies she desires, my three sons keep me informed enough, I don't ask anything other than how is my daughter. They are not my spies.

She was givin enough money she can go fuck herself forever!

and yes our courts are totally messed up over gender issues and child care/custody issues but men are indeed fucked over and all too frequently.

If she has some proctective order against you due to some DV thing, I'd suggest you follow it to the letter! Dv and custody issues are very seperate, one is decided in family court by a judge, the other in criminal court.

But have a good time down south first then figure out where the rest of your world is at.


Posted by: TC on February 24, 2006 05:47 PM

You know how I feel 'bout the BC, and thinkin' 'bout her shit just upsets you, so I'm NOT gonna go THERE.
Have fun in CR, and you BETTER take that intro to scuba class!
You will looooove it!

Posted by: Lil Toni on February 24, 2006 06:26 PM

Glad to hear your doing good Rob. When I sobered up, it took about two years for the leg cramps to go away. I tried everything and nothing seemed to help for long. The longer you are sober, the better life will get for you. Keep on doing it.

Posted by: assrot on February 24, 2006 06:51 PM

Hey... ya know what else I've of heard many, many times that also works for leg cramps at night?

Sounds weird, I know, but a bar of soap under the sheet near your legs.

I don't know HOW it works, but I do know some people who swear by it...

(And, I don't know why, but Assrot's comment made me think of it... thanks, Dude! *grin*)

Posted by: Stevie on February 24, 2006 09:20 PM

Instead of chasing your son (he will be able to make up his own mind when he is 12). Don't most states allow the child to live where he chooses at 12? You could spend this time talking with your daughter.

Posted by: Name on February 25, 2006 02:58 AM

Ever wonder just how much ill will has been generated by Feminazis and other Liberals?

Osama actually did us a favor in completely outing these throwback scum. I hope I live long enough to see them suffer. Pipe dream, eh?

Posted by: Ga-ne-sha on February 25, 2006 05:59 AM

See man, that's the ticket ... you got a good attitude, you took a frown and turned it upside down. The BC don't know a good thing. Up her's.

Posted by: Erica on February 26, 2006 08:52 AM

Try Playa de Cocao and Tamarindo, Pacific side.
Have fun, I'll be in Negril next week.

Posted by: Mike Messina on February 27, 2006 01:50 PM
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