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Small Town Girl
Through the eyes of Melody Heller
Monday, June 14, 2004
Oh my god, my god...
In February I was writing about Jude's parents, never, never did I think I would be writing about Jude! And Marty!
Where is Marcus? His flight isn't until tomorrow. Oh god, I hope he is OK.
The building, the new building, it's gone... Nothing left of it but a smoldering husk. Police and FBI everywhere
Saturday, June 05, 2004
Sometimes I feel like the little girl who cried "Wolf!"
But what are we coming to when you can't even trust your Doctor to follow the code of ethics for his own profession?
This one is accused of molesting his patients, and allowing his brother to molest his patients. (http://www.cnn.com/2004/US/West/06/04/gynecologist.accused.ap/index.html)
And banning people of alternative lifestyle does not seem to have prevented it from happening to a Scout (http://www.cnn.com/2002/LAW/05/09/ctv.scout.charges/index.html).
Is it that this type of activinty is just now getting the notice it deserves because victims are finally speaking out, or is it something that is increasing? If it is just that victims are speaking out more then it is good to deal with it to reduce the times it happens to others. If it is increasing, then we have to ask ourselves why.
Which do you think it is, and what do you feel should be done about it?
// posted by Melody @ 2:44 PM
Sunday, May 30, 2004
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// posted by Melody @ 1:16 PM (This entry was deleted by Melody, after she realized it was posted by a hacker.)
Friday, May 28, 2004
Well, I went over to Thad's to get some answers and we had a big fight. I was yelling, he was yelling, everyone was yelling... and that is when it happened. He slapped me across the face!
I am just so... so... MAD!
// posted by Melody @ 5:07 PM
Well, am I stupid? Yes I am. I trusted Thad and he broke my heart. I had to find out on the employee bulletin board that he not only didn't tell me he had been hired at Ideltech, but he did so under a false name.
Why do I always seem to get involved with such absolute jerks?
// posted by Melody @ 7:53 AM
Saturday, May 22, 2004
Went to the Grist Mill with Thad this afternoon. We had a picnic lunch and walked along the river for a bit. It was very romantic. We stopped by the grist mill and watched the demonstration of the drill press and sat and listened to the class on Mason Bees. After the class I saw Ginny while Thad was off getting a couple of sodas. We stood around chatting and I introduced her to Thad when he arrived. Jude also showed up soon after and when I introduced him to Thad he got an odd look on his face and so did Thad. Jude said something like "I'll talk to you Monday..." or something like that. Thad just got all stoney faced and didn't say anything. Then Jude told Ginny they had to get back to town, Ginny reminded me about Karen's baby shower in a couple of weeks and off they went.
I asked Thad if Jude was going to go to one of the Restorers meetings Monday, but he didn't say anything. We drove back to town in silence. I wasn't sure if I said something wrong, or what exactly happened out there at the Grist Mill...
// posted by Melody @ 7:16 PM
Wednesday, May 19, 2004
Well, I think Amboy Monthly has finally made it. Today I received one of those Nigerian Bank Scam letters. The scammer even needs 2 e-mail addresses.
// posted by Melody @ 2:50 PM
The breakfast crowd has thinned out and the lunch rush hasn't started yet, so I will tell you how things went yesterday afternoon.
He took me out to the shooting range, and taught me about the safety, and such, and then let me shoot a few times. With all the other people there practicing, it was very noisy even with the headphones on over my ears. Of course I never hit the target at all, the weapon was heavier than they look on TV and when I would shoot the thing would pull up in my hands, good thing Thad was there, or it might have been flung right out of my hands.
I can hardly wait for Saturday, we are going to spend the afternoon over at the Grist Mill, they are having some demos of the old equipment and a bee keeping class.
// posted by Melody @ 9:22 AM
Saturday, May 15, 2004
Thad took me out for a steak dinner and to see ‘Troy’ tonight. I figured it had Brad Pitt in it, and the gore I had heard about in it couldn’t be that bad. I can’t believe they showed his naked rear in the movie! I had to pick my jaw up off the floor, and cover my mouth so I wouldn’t yell. Thad looked over at me and asked if I was OK, and I just about died from embarrassment. Then he smiled and whispered in my ear, ‘[Rear ends] are like noses, everybody has one.’ I giggled a little and it gave me the hiccups. Thad patted and rubbed my back until they stopped, and put his arm around me after. I spent most of the movie in a daze after that, all my attention on the feel of his fingers resting against my shoulder. Every so often I would try to sneak a look at his face, only he’d catch me, and smile, and I’d smile then I’d go back to staring at the floor.
I just re-read that and I sound so much like a high school teenager out on her first date, don’t I? I guess it has been a while since I have been dating anyone. There aren’t all that many eligible bachelors in Amboy. Too many people remember me dating Marcus all those years ago, and think we will still get together, so they don’t ask me out. I even tried to ask out Hans Racey about a month ago, and he gave me that “deer in the headlights” look and asked if Marcus was ‘too busy setting up the new facility’ to take me out.
Thad is the first man to not see me as part of a couple with Marcus. He comes into the Café nearly every afternoon with the newspaper and if things are slow I sit with him, and we talk about the things in it. He asked me what I thought about the current situation in Iraq, I tried to find out what he felt about it, and he stopped me mid question and said he really wanted to know how I felt. I said I didn’t agree with the timing of it. That the time to go in was back when Sadam was kicking inspectors out, not years later on a rumor that couldn’t be proven completely. He laughed and clapped and then told me his opinion. Some points we disagree on and others we don’t but he hasn’t shut me out of his life because of it. Sometimes he gets real quiet, and I ask him what he is thinking about, and he tells me that Amboy is so much different from the war zones he has been in. That he sometimes finds himself waiting for an enemy to jump out of the next set of bushes, and that it bothers him to feel like that.
Goodness, I have wandered away from how my date went. Back to the naked Brad Pitt. I was just thrilled that Thad had his arm around my shoulders, and after I spent some time memorizing how that felt, I turned my attention back to the movie. That was a mistake. It was the scene where Achilles drags Hector’s body behind the chariot. It was a bit more than I could take, I had to excuse myself and go to the ladies’ room because my steak dinner was threatening to make another appearance. It did, in the third stall down. I guess the scene just didn’t sit right after all the news about poor Mr. Berg. Thank goodness I remembered to bring my little travel toothbrush with me to freshen my mouth after dinner. One of the female ushers came in after a bit to check on me, Thad was waiting for me outside the door and wanted to make sure I was ok. I didn’t know whether I should be more flattered or embarrassed.
When I left the Ladies room, Thad just tripped all over himself apologizing to me, he never even thought about the gore in the movie might bother me. We went driving around for a bit, until Thad found this nice spot that overlooked the River, and all the lights from the city. For a few minutes we sat there quietly, sneaking glances at each other. When I finally got up the nerve to speak, so had he. A round of “No, you go first, went on, with me winning. Thad hemmed and hawed and cleared his throat. When he took my hand in both of his my heart skipped a beat. He talked about his age, about not knowing what to expect when he first returned to Amboy, and how much my friendship meant to him. He said that he loved me, and he didn’t expect me to feel that way about an old man like him, but he wanted to be honest with me about his feelings. I replied that I wasn’t some little Teeny-bopper right out of High School, that I had been taking care of myself for a while, that the difference in our ages wasn’t as big as he must think it is. That I found him to be interesting and noble, and I liked being with him, liked talking with him. That I was falling in love with him too. It was so romantic when he held my face gently in his hands, looking into my eyes. I closed my eyes and leaned forward pursing my lips. That was when he kissed me.
On … the… Forehead.
Softly and slow. Ran his finger through my hair, and looked into my eyes again. Oh how I wanted him to kiss me on the lips! But he moved away from me and said a bit gruffly, “I need to take you home.”
I asked him if I had done something wrong! He shook his head. I asked him what the matter was, he looked at me like a drowning man. I said, “You can kiss me again if you want to… on the lips?” I’ve never seen a man turn three shades of red before. He replied, “If I kissed you right now I would never want to stop… I should… take you home.”
Let me tell you, I felt those words right down to my toes. We drove back to my home in silence. When we got to my door I asked him if he would like to come in for some coffee or tea…
He said no. Then I asked him if I could at least have a hug goodnight? He wrapped his big strong arms around me and I put mine around his waist. It felt wonderful! Then I felt it again, just like on Tuesday, stuffed under the waistband. I pulled my hands away, and Thad said he would have to teach me to be safe around it, and how to handle it properly. He squeezed me a little tighter then pulled back and kissed me on the forehead again. As he was walking down the stairs I called his name, and when he turned around I was ready this time. I threw my arms around his neck and gave him a proper kiss. His voice was all husky when he said my name, then couldn’t say anything else… because I kissed him again. He nearly tumbled down the stairs after that, he kept turning to look at me as he was going down them. He waved as he got into his car, and again as he pulled out of the driveway and started to head down the street. I opened my door thinking what a great time I had.
I’ll have to remember to call Thad tomorrow and thank him.
// posted by Melody @ 11:51 PM
Thursday, May 13, 2004
Back by popular demand. More Poerty!
The hesitant nets begun.
Fun guns ago indulging.
Surrounded if in howl.
It is a hardcore unwashed.
Shrewd, flawed, nice utopia.
Dammit! Thievery whores am.
// posted by Melody @ 11:15 AM
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
Sometimes I feel I should be starting these little confessionals with the words “Dear Diary.”
Thad picked my up from my class this morning and we were planning to go to Falls Creek Falls out by Carson, WA, but the chill in the air and the rainy drizzle changed our minds.
We ended up eating our outdoor lunch picnic on the back porch. Buster decided he wanted to sprawl out on the quilt we were going to sit on, so we didn’t even get sit on the quilt to eat. I wish that some of the historical sites were open during the week. We could have gone to the Cedar Creek Grist Mill (http://www.cedarcreekgristmill.com/), or to the North Clark Historical Museum (http://www.amboywa.com/museum.htm). Even the BYCX Prairie Railroad (http://www.yacwa.com/railroad.htm) isn’t running until May 24th. I like being with him, but I feel like such a chatter box, he is a man of few words. Maybe I can get off a few hours early one Saturday so we can go one of these places.
My hands got a bit chilled sitting in the shade, and Thad took my hands in his to warm them up a bit.
When he said he had to go, I walked him out to his car. I was hoping for a peck on the cheek, but no such luck.
// posted by Melody @ 9:43 PM
Saturday, May 08, 2004
I am just too excited for words. Yesterday I went to see the Van Helsing movie with Thad at the early showing. Don't ask me about the movie - those monsters scared me so much that I spent most of it with my face buried in his shoulder. When he took me home and walked me up to my door, he was so tall and hansome. AS he was walking back down the stairs, I must have said something, because he turned around, his face was at the same level as mine.
I could have looked into his eyes forever, I don't know if it was for minutes or hours, but the sun was just setting when we walked up the stairs, and it was dark when he brushed a lock of my hair back behind my ear.
He didn't try to kiss me or anything. But he could have if he wanted too.
// posted by Melody @ 7:40 PM
Thursday, May 06, 2004
Yesterday after working at the Cafe, I stopped at the grocery store to get a few things to use for making dinner. Guess who I ran into? Thad!
He carried my groceries to his car and drove me home, then carried them inside for me! I just had to invite him to stay for dinner. I made Stuffed Shells, a ceasar salad, and three bean casserole.
After dinner, Thad, Uncle Dick and I played scrabble for a bit. Then Thad said he had to make an early night of it, so I walked him to his car and watched him drive off.
He is definitely not a cad.
// posted by Melody @ 5:56 AM
Monday, May 03, 2004
Add No Attach
Warmed Hot Beast
So Masked Me Am
My Casual Rampages
In Any Summer
Halt! Mistaken Hit
// posted by Melody @ 3:43 PM
Sunday, May 02, 2004
Wow. What a day, Thad took me over to Tiger Lanes in Battle Ground after work today. I’m afraid I’, not much of a bowler, most of mine were gutter balls. Thad did well, he scored 260. He tried to show me the proper way to roll the ball down the lane, but I guess I am not a natural athlete. He was very patient with me, Marcus never wanted to teach me how to do things like that, he always seemed frustrated that I wasn’t able to just pick up a bat or a softball or a Frisbee and just be able to be perfect with them the first time.
That and I talked about a lot of things, his service during the first Gulf War, Desert Storm. Why he joined the service. He takes protecting this country, let me rephrase that, he takes protecting the citizens of this country very seriously. He strongly believes in defending the Constitution. The Restorers are simply exercising their constitutionally protected right to bear arms as stated in the Second Amendment in the Bill of Rights (http://www.law.cornell.edu/constitution/constitution.billofrights.html). I asked him why he felt the need to take up the protestors’ cause, and he said that after speaking with several of them and investigating what happened at U of O he felt that TOBI might become a tool that breaks the Fourth Amendment – the one that talks about unreasonable searches.
He was very passionate when he spoke. Very animated. When he spoke about joining the service to protect his family and friends in Amboy, and how much that meant to him, it just went right to my heart.
I wonder why he’s not married? He’s good looking and he opens doors for people, holds chairs, will help people take their groceries to their car. He is just a very thoughtful and polite man. I had a wonderful time.
No he did not kiss me good night, silly.
// posted by Melody @ 11:02 PM
Saturday, May 01, 2004
I love logging in to add things here. It says "Welcome back, Melody. Here are your Blogs." Isn't that just sweet!
As I was finishing my shift at the Cafe, and started walking home, guess who I met? Mr. Tidwell. He asked me if I would like to go walk around the North Clark Historical Museum with him. He always feels so silly walking into places like museums and theaters by himself. We talked about the changes that have happened over the last ten years in Amboy and Battle Ground. We talked about the protestors in town, and remembering why he hates large cities so much.
And he asked me if I would go bowling with him at Tiger Lanes tomorrow afternoon! Isn't that just great!
// posted by Melody @ 10:38 PM
Friday, April 30, 2004
I'm not certain what to make of this conversation but after Krystal's kidnapping I am not certain how to take it.
Out of the blue I get an IM that happens as follows:
ramiles00: i refuse to be in the IRc room righ now
amboymelody: What?
amboymelody: I don't understand?
ramiles00: I refuse to chat with the others right now in the IRC chat room
amboymelody: Which room is that?
ramiles00: #ruaware
amboymelody: OK
ramiles00: there is a girl pisses me off
amboymelody: Really
ramiles00: yah
amboymelody: That is too bad.
ramiles00: and she isnt a team player
amboymelody: I don't understand why you are telling me this.
ramiles00: i just needed to air my feelings
amboymelody: Maybe you should see a therapist
amboymelody: I'm not a relationship expert
ramiles00: no
Should I be worried? Should I take it as a threat?
// posted by Melody @ 6:01 PM
Another Friday! Wow what a long week it has been.
N.O.I.S.E. protestors wandering all over town, picketing around the offices of Ideltech, Krystal being rescued and alive, and me getting hired as an employee by Ideltech Information!
I wonder if Marcus even noticed my application in the pile, or if Jude just hired everyone that sent in an application. LOL. I wonder if they offer flex time, it would be nice to keep my job at the Round Up Cafe.
// posted by Melody @ 7:57 AM
Friday, April 23, 2004
Well, Uncle Richie was very down today, Marcus pulled all his accounts. So I took him to the chinese place and we had Kung Po Chicken and Cashew Shrimp. After that I made him go with me over to the Civic center and we joined some of the Majong games and just had a nice afternoon.
// posted by Melody @ 10:12 PM
Wednesday, April 21, 2004
Well, I got to meet some of my internet friends in a big group today. Many of them are very quiet ones. I guess everyone can't be outgoing.
Anyway, Sandy and I are going to the mall tomorrow evening after she gets off work to shop and eat and shop some more. So if you don't hear from me you know where I am!
Friday is my day off. Wonder what I should do.
// posted by Melody @ 6:54 PM