Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
Infidelity by Louis Untermeyer : The Poetry Foundation [poem] : Find Poems and Poets. Discover Poetry. http://ping.fm/hJCjG
Friday, December 10, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Five Star Plan of Thought
My love is in suspension,
There is pause in my heart beat
and a dark mask hidden here.
I speak without attention.
There is a fear of deceit.
Events in motion appear.
I'm emerging stronger now.
The weakness is receding.
Eyes of determination.
I gave as I can allow.
There will be return needing.
Grateful accusation.
I fight for what I desire.
The return will be karmic.
As ye give, shall ye receive.
11-27-2010@19:17
Chad Alexander Worden
My love is in suspension,
There is pause in my heart beat
and a dark mask hidden here.
I speak without attention.
There is a fear of deceit.
Events in motion appear.
I'm emerging stronger now.
The weakness is receding.
Eyes of determination.
I gave as I can allow.
There will be return needing.
Grateful accusation.
I fight for what I desire.
The return will be karmic.
As ye give, shall ye receive.
11-27-2010@19:17
Chad Alexander Worden
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Worden Family Crest: Worden name literally means Guardians of the
hills and valleys
Eagle
(See Examples) Person of noble nature, strength, bravery, and
alertness; or one who is high-spirited, ingenious, quick-witted, and
judicious; "True magnanimity and strength of mind" acc. to Guillim.
If wings "displayed," it signifies protection
Chequy Constancy
-Gold (Or) Generosity and elevation of the mind
and
-Blue (Azure) Truth and loyalty
Bend/Bendy Scarf or shield suspender of a knight commander;
signifies defense or protection
-Silver or White (Argent) Peace and sincerity
-Leopard or Ounce Valiant and hardy warrior who enterprises
hazardous things by force and courage
-Red (Gules) Warrior or martyr; Military strength and magnanimity
Hello,
Chad Worden has gone through 41 personality type questions. Click here to see the outcome:
http://ping.fm/Qj0NY
Tip: Forward this message to friends, family and colleagues if you want to compare the results with theirs.
Please note: you cannot reply to the sender through this e-mail address.
Regards,
the 41Q team.
http://www.41q.com/
Today's Link: (Un)useful Do Not Disturb link for MSN, Facebook, Skype or ICQ:
http://ping.fm/Wh4TU
Chad Worden has gone through 41 personality type questions. Click here to see the outcome:
http://ping.fm/Qj0NY
Tip: Forward this message to friends, family and colleagues if you want to compare the results with theirs.
Please note: you cannot reply to the sender through this e-mail address.
Regards,
the 41Q team.
http://www.41q.com/
Today's Link: (Un)useful Do Not Disturb link for MSN, Facebook, Skype or ICQ:
http://ping.fm/Wh4TU
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
http://ping.fm/qfNlM This is the guy who is threatening Monkey's job. Trooper James Jaworek Badge# 1239.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
One year ago today my life ended. One year ago today my children were ripped away from me by lies. One year ago today the person I loved and trusted with every breath of my being betrayed me in the worst way one can. One year ago today my soon to be ex-wife put into motion a plan she had been preparing for over two years. One year ago today Azalia lied and had me arrested. One year ago today Azalia Worden, my soon ex-wife, took $3000 out of my account and transferred it to hers and then locked me out of our joint assets. One year ago today Azalia and Chad Worden died, leaving behind our children Katerina and Alexander Worden and giving rise to what was underneath my wife. Call her Azalia Taylor now and call her murderer. Why did she do it? Money. A new lover. To open up doors through pity and martyrdom. So that she could have more control, like she always wanted. Maybe. She could have
told the truth at any time and ended this but she has too much pride. This is my one year aniversery.
This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!
To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit www.verizonwireless.com/picture.
Note: To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime� 6.5 or higher is required.
told the truth at any time and ended this but she has too much pride. This is my one year aniversery.
This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!
To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit www.verizonwireless.com/picture.
Note: To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime� 6.5 or higher is required.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
How is that for proof of injury? Yes, that is how swollen my foot is now. Anyone got the cash for a doctor visit to appease this judge? Seriously, did he think I was going to try to fake a bloody injury to get out of appearing in court after all the hell I went through to get a ride? I don't know if he is just being a by the book kind of guy or if he is showing discrimination in this case, but Azalia's lawyer(Tomas Kirkpatrick) told me he didn't need any proof. I had him on speaker phone again, so there were witnesses. Christ, it's getting to be where I need an alibi and a witness to use the bathroom. I keep getting accused of shit when I'm not even in the same state! That's why I ran to Michigan after the first attempt Azalia made to falsify evidence to make it look like I broke the PPO. Then to MO after Azalia kept harassing me at my Mother's house. Now I can't ever stay in one spot
alone for fear she'll try something and I always have at least one person with me at all times. Damn!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
This is what my right ankle looks like.
This is what my left ankle looks like. It also hurts like hell.
While I was hooking up the trailer I slipped as I was getting off the back of the truck, tried to catch myself on a nearby fence and landed on my left ankle wrong. It is most likely a sprain with a possible dislocation. I can move it with extreme pain and difficulty, so I doubt it is broken or fractured. Nevertheless, I am in enough pain to give me nausea. Ow...
Exit 63 in Antioch I saw this woman and man holding up a sign that read "Happy Father's Day: Hungry." After Duane got out of the bathroom at the TA, I discussed it with him and had him stop at the intersection. I handed her my last MRE. I know what it is like to go hungry and as long as I can help it, no one goes hungry around me. My Father taught me that... both of my Fathers. Those people will have a hot meal tonight and I will have the satisfaction of knowing that, at least regarding me, nothing has changed. I did not lose who I am during this process.
Yeah... that's a sprain at least. It hurts a hell of a lot and the swelling has spread over my foot and up my leg with heavy bruising around the ankle itself and the edge of the foot. Walking is incredibly difficult. I wish I had my air boot, but sadly that is at the house in Manchester. It would be nice if I could get Azalia's lawyer to have Azalia deliver it to me along with my guitar. Oh well... He and I spoke Friday about continuing this case until August. July is bad for him because he has several juvenile cases to get to at that time. August will be easier for him. I told him that was fine with me, that gives me time to heal.
Friday, June 18, 2010
This is what my left ankle looks like. It also hurts like hell.
This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!
To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit www.verizonwireless.com/picture.
Note: To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime� 6.5 or higher is required.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
While over at James and Megan's house I heard this poor thing crying. It had fallen down a well and all its mother could do was watch. She ran off as soon as I approached. With the help of one of Duane's tow ropes, I pulled this adorable kitten from the well. Unfortunately since I am homeless, I cannot keep it. Currently, my friends Smexy and Mike are giving it a good home. It has a name now, Honeypot, and a friend in from 2%'s batch of kitten named Sgt. Peppers.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Friday, May 14, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
People really are a mixed bag of nuts...
Okay, so most people know my situation right now. I'm homeless, unemployed, going through a nasty divorce, and Azalia stole all of the assets and refuses to give me access to anything or to have access to my children. On top of this, I can't buy a bag of peanuts? Wow, some people are really worthless scumbags.
Anyways, I walked to the corner Shell station where I've been more than once or twice and proceeded to cruise the aisles in search of sustenance. I haven't eaten since yesterday morning, hence I was being frugal with my remaining five dollars. I finally came to the conclusion that three bags of peanuts provided the most nutritional and caloric content I could afford as well as being filling.
The prices on a pair of honey roasted peanuts was labled at $1.59 and the bag of in-shell peanuts of a smaller weight was listed at $.99. Satisfied with my find and looking forward to enjoying my banquet, I headed to the counter. The cashier, a surly and dim-witted looking fellow, rang up my items and then told me $5.35 as my total. I asked him why it was higher than it should be and quoted the prices of each item. He responded by stating that the price of the honey-roasted peanuts was higher than I stated. I denied this and walked back to the rack said peanuts were on and pulled the price tag. It clearly stated the correct price I had quoted along with a matching UPC to the items I had selected. Stupefied, the clerk turned to his fellow of an equally surly and disreputable appearance and asked what should be done.
The new cretin turned one of the bags over and over in his hands like a chimpanzee trying to solve a Rubik's cube and came to the conclusion that there was nothing to be done about it and that the price was correct, regardless of the marked price. When I asked for the manager all three clods in attendance smugly reported that the manager had already left for the day. By now, a crowd had gathered over the commotion.
The primates in question continued to argue over the $.35 difference, which if I had I may have paid just to escape the situation but I doubt it, and the situation escalated into baboons honking and barking obscenities at me as the onlooking crowd muttered in confusion.
I decided enough was enough and removed myself from the situation. I have contacted Shell's corporate office and registered a complaint. In the meantime, I recommend not shopping at Shell. While I don't blame the entire company, I'm not going to endorse them either.
Anyways, I walked to the corner Shell station where I've been more than once or twice and proceeded to cruise the aisles in search of sustenance. I haven't eaten since yesterday morning, hence I was being frugal with my remaining five dollars. I finally came to the conclusion that three bags of peanuts provided the most nutritional and caloric content I could afford as well as being filling.
The prices on a pair of honey roasted peanuts was labled at $1.59 and the bag of in-shell peanuts of a smaller weight was listed at $.99. Satisfied with my find and looking forward to enjoying my banquet, I headed to the counter. The cashier, a surly and dim-witted looking fellow, rang up my items and then told me $5.35 as my total. I asked him why it was higher than it should be and quoted the prices of each item. He responded by stating that the price of the honey-roasted peanuts was higher than I stated. I denied this and walked back to the rack said peanuts were on and pulled the price tag. It clearly stated the correct price I had quoted along with a matching UPC to the items I had selected. Stupefied, the clerk turned to his fellow of an equally surly and disreputable appearance and asked what should be done.
The new cretin turned one of the bags over and over in his hands like a chimpanzee trying to solve a Rubik's cube and came to the conclusion that there was nothing to be done about it and that the price was correct, regardless of the marked price. When I asked for the manager all three clods in attendance smugly reported that the manager had already left for the day. By now, a crowd had gathered over the commotion.
The primates in question continued to argue over the $.35 difference, which if I had I may have paid just to escape the situation but I doubt it, and the situation escalated into baboons honking and barking obscenities at me as the onlooking crowd muttered in confusion.
I decided enough was enough and removed myself from the situation. I have contacted Shell's corporate office and registered a complaint. In the meantime, I recommend not shopping at Shell. While I don't blame the entire company, I'm not going to endorse them either.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
My daughter was cuter as a baby than this other kid. Check out the pictures and vote!
http://ping.fm/KX3Jv
http://ping.fm/KX3Jv
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Remember Boobquake tomorrow ladies. ;) Make sure you take pictures and post them. :D http://ping.fm/bgXwX
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Notice Of Pending Action Service To Process
When my mother and sister came home, a "Notice Of Pending Action Service To Process" was taped on the door. They sent me a message on Facebook telling me it say's to call 810-691-9844 and ask for Abby. It claims I must call within 24hrs. It was left at 3:40pm. It says I need to schedule an appointment to receive my copy of the papers. It claims that no info regarding the documents will be provided over the phone. Though it continues to state that I may have whomever I like at the meeting. It sternly warns that failure to call may be interpreted as my intention to resist or oppose service of process.
Mind you I haven't actually seen this document, this is just what was described to me. My mother was pissed off that it was taped to the back door of her house, an act she considers trespassing. She called the number to complain, but only got an answering machine. I called when I got the message and got an answering machine as well.
I'm guessing this is likely from Azalia's attorney. The last time he and I spoke, he was very unprofessional. He even hung up on me, claiming he didn't have to talk to me. Since I'm forced to represent myself due to Azalia stealing all of our joint assets, I was kind of under the impression that we did have to speak together in order to negotiate a settlement to the divorce.
Forgive me for an all inclusive statement, but I honestly think all lawyers are scumbags. Perhaps there are exceptions to that rule, but I've yet to meet one who wasn't akin to a grease-spot in demeanor. I tried to be nice to this particular one, because "you catch more flies with honey than you do with vinegar" as my Grandmother Worden always used to say, but from the start he has been difficult.
He was gleeful over the entire process. From the first time I saw him he was happy as a clam that I was miserable and not interested one wit in resolving this matter quickly and with a minimum of pain and suffering on both sides of the board. I honestly believe that if I had a lawyer of my own, he'd be facing charges himself for some of the shit he's pulled.
So here I am: No clue what the hell is with the note on my mother's door, still haven't heard from the marriage counselor regarding my visitation, and still unemployed. You know what? Karma. I know what I have and haven't done and know what I'll honestly be receiving. Karma catches up to everyone.
You only reap what you sow...
Mind you I haven't actually seen this document, this is just what was described to me. My mother was pissed off that it was taped to the back door of her house, an act she considers trespassing. She called the number to complain, but only got an answering machine. I called when I got the message and got an answering machine as well.
I'm guessing this is likely from Azalia's attorney. The last time he and I spoke, he was very unprofessional. He even hung up on me, claiming he didn't have to talk to me. Since I'm forced to represent myself due to Azalia stealing all of our joint assets, I was kind of under the impression that we did have to speak together in order to negotiate a settlement to the divorce.
Forgive me for an all inclusive statement, but I honestly think all lawyers are scumbags. Perhaps there are exceptions to that rule, but I've yet to meet one who wasn't akin to a grease-spot in demeanor. I tried to be nice to this particular one, because "you catch more flies with honey than you do with vinegar" as my Grandmother Worden always used to say, but from the start he has been difficult.
He was gleeful over the entire process. From the first time I saw him he was happy as a clam that I was miserable and not interested one wit in resolving this matter quickly and with a minimum of pain and suffering on both sides of the board. I honestly believe that if I had a lawyer of my own, he'd be facing charges himself for some of the shit he's pulled.
So here I am: No clue what the hell is with the note on my mother's door, still haven't heard from the marriage counselor regarding my visitation, and still unemployed. You know what? Karma. I know what I have and haven't done and know what I'll honestly be receiving. Karma catches up to everyone.
You only reap what you sow...
Monday, April 19, 2010
My visitation today never happened...
Because my last visitation was canceled by David Pate's office, specifically by Cathy his secretary due to him having a new client run longer in session than was intended, I was supposed to have visitation today. Lo and behold, they never called today. So I am denied my rights towards my children once again.
If anyone wants his information so they can inform him of his error or his office on my behalf, here it is:
David Pate
Manchester Family Counseling Center
104 East High Street
Manchester, TN 37355-1525
(931) 723-0380
http://ping.fm/1qm8u
Every time I call to remind them, they get pissed off at me. If I call early, they complain. If I call on time, they tell me they are running late. It is honestly ridiculous.
Seriously, I went through Anger Management with this guy after Azalia requested it and he said I didn't need it. So what gives?
So is this some kind of test? Like, is this specifically to provoke a reaction out of me?
Fine, here's a reaction for you: That is childish and sadistic. These are my children we are talking about, not pawns in some twisted game.
You don't use children like that. It's sick. It's incredibly damaging and abusive to the children.
Eventually, karma will catch up to you. It'll pop up in different ways; but the more misery you create, the more misery you'll wallow in. You'll find more and more troubles fall your way, whether by impaired health or financial woes, you only reap what you sow.
That's why I try to do good things for people and cheer up those who I know are going through hard times themselves. Pay it forward. That's why I extended trust even when I had no reason to. Those who broke it, well... karma will catch up to you. Enjoy your own personal Hell, I'm going to try to make the best of what I can.
If anyone wants his information so they can inform him of his error or his office on my behalf, here it is:
David Pate
Manchester Family Counseling Center
104 East High Street
Manchester, TN 37355-1525
(931) 723-0380
http://ping.fm/1qm8u
Every time I call to remind them, they get pissed off at me. If I call early, they complain. If I call on time, they tell me they are running late. It is honestly ridiculous.
Seriously, I went through Anger Management with this guy after Azalia requested it and he said I didn't need it. So what gives?
So is this some kind of test? Like, is this specifically to provoke a reaction out of me?
Fine, here's a reaction for you: That is childish and sadistic. These are my children we are talking about, not pawns in some twisted game.
You don't use children like that. It's sick. It's incredibly damaging and abusive to the children.
Eventually, karma will catch up to you. It'll pop up in different ways; but the more misery you create, the more misery you'll wallow in. You'll find more and more troubles fall your way, whether by impaired health or financial woes, you only reap what you sow.
That's why I try to do good things for people and cheer up those who I know are going through hard times themselves. Pay it forward. That's why I extended trust even when I had no reason to. Those who broke it, well... karma will catch up to you. Enjoy your own personal Hell, I'm going to try to make the best of what I can.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
The winners for the 9th through the 12th haven't been announced yet, so I still have a chance.
http://ping.fm/QQPJM
http://ping.fm/QQPJM
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Register and Vote PLEASE! I currently hold first and second place with 14 poems in the top 100! http://ping.fm/fdkzn
I have six poems in the top 100! Register and vote 10! I might be able to win this!
http://ping.fm/sHVwS
http://ping.fm/sHVwS
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Well, my first book is now available for sale. 10% off for a limited time! http://www.lulu.com/content/paperback-book/polemic-onus/8616103
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Why I haven't blogged in awhile...
Because of the drama going on in my life, that I used to simply blog about to vent and gain emotional catharsis, I have suspended my blogging until further notice.
It grieves me that I am now denied this last outlet to me frustrations due to the selfishness and maliciousness of other people. Once I sever ties with these people permanently, I will return to your regularly scheduled blog. Until then, I will divert my energies elsewhere and continue to write in private.
Thank you to my readers, and no the bad people didn't win. ;)
It grieves me that I am now denied this last outlet to me frustrations due to the selfishness and maliciousness of other people. Once I sever ties with these people permanently, I will return to your regularly scheduled blog. Until then, I will divert my energies elsewhere and continue to write in private.
Thank you to my readers, and no the bad people didn't win. ;)
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
