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I am Dave. I created a website a few years ago, and named that site www.cadesfirefly.com. During the life of that site, there were alot of ups and downs, but one thing was learned...having a website like this is alot cheaper than therapy, and since I am ever the thrift-master, here we both sit. Cade's Firefly had to be released for reasons that you will probably be able to read about below, and I went into 'hiding' for a while. All these ideas running though my head...and no place to talk about them. It wasn't going well. That said, the DQ files has been born. The old site is all here, so all the Cade's Firefly stuff is still around, but hopefully, this will be somewhat of a new start. Let's find out. Once again, on to the show.... October 23, 2006 New picture post. June 21, 2006 - Grabbing the bull by the horns? I have been having some pretty nutty dreams lately. I am not going to be able to present them as vividly as I want to, but I shall try. One that was really strange was about a bull on the beach. Here goes... I was standing on the beach one day, and it was very crowded. There were people all along the beach, and in the water too, like you would see on a typical Sunday at Coconuts. Anyway, up drives a truck, right onto the beach, with a trailer behind it. The guy backs the trailer up, so it is facing the water. It was a livestock trailer...one that you can clearly see into. Inside the trailer was a very large, seemingly angry bull. The thought running through my head was 'this guy is such a tool, using his bull to try to get women to come and talk to him.' I wasn't thinking that he was going to release the bull into the masses, which quicly followed. The bull tore off onto the beach, heading towards the water. Everyone is diving out of the way and running from it. It heads into the water, with waves crashing, chasing some unsuspecting beach goers. Then, the bull turns around, and heads back towards the beach. The whole time, it is acting like a bull would in a rodeo, with it's balls tied up to make it very angry. It charged towards an unusually tall lifeguard stand, and proceeded to try to climb up it. It made it all the way to the top, then crashed back down...tried to go up one more time, and crashed down again. At this point, I am standing about 50 yards from the bull, adn about another 50 yards from the water, directly between the water and the bull. Next thing I know, it is charging towards me, and a friend of mine named Shane, who popped into the dream out of nowhere. He and I start running towards the water, and eventually make it there. He wasn't as fast as me, so I was ahead of him, and in my opinion safe from the charging bull. The bull was going for Shane, not me, but Shane kept on following me, and so did the bull. I kept yelling at him to get away from me, but he just kept on following. The bull eventually reached us, and Shane did a duck dive...out of sight. Now it's just me and the angry bull. I did the only thing I could think of, and grabbed the bull by it's horns, and turned his head so that it was under water. The bull quickly lost his air, and drowned. Once I got back to the beach, I then got to deal with the asshole who set the bull loose, and I was none too pleased. I chastised him for doing it, and his only response was 'I didn't know he would freak out like that'. What the eff? That was the end of the dream. What does that all mean? I didn't put it into the perspective that my friend Sara did. She said 'Damn...you literally grabbed the bull by the horns.' So, I guess I did, but what did I accomplish? If anyone wants to help me analyze that one, I'd be glad to listen. Paging Dr. Julia...Dr. Julia, you are needed in Dave's mind. Stat. I had another one that was pretty cool last night, but the only part I remember is fairly dirty, so I am not going to speak of it, but it is amazing that people you have not seen or thought of in years can appear so vividly in your dreams. Why is that? Again, someone smarter than me needs to chime in here. Enough about dreams. I have had a few bites on my resumé lately, and interesting bites at that. I didn't think I would ever want to get back into the telephony racket, but #1, that's where the money is, and #2, I think my head is clear now, and I can handle it. It just got SO overwhelming there for a long time, and I needed to detach. I have successfully detached, and I think I want to start making good money again. This whole felony thing might be an issue, but there is nothing I can do about that but hope that someone needs me really bad. Keep your fingers crossed for me. Maybe Orlando...maybe Memphis. Who knows? New pictures to report. I figured that it was time to get back to some more artistic shots, and get away from the random night out pictures. Since I am not going out that much, those are hard to come by now anyway. So, as I said in my last post, I am throwing down some sunset shots. I hope to add to them as we go along, and make it into an entire series, but you know me...I like to not follow through. Again, we'll see. Check 'em out at the link at the end of the post. One last thing before I get out of here for the night. I miss Jason and Victoria immensly. I don't know what it is, but they were\are just really good people, and I truly miss seeing them on a regular basis. They will forever be honorary corporate sponsors of The Files. Love 'em. Good night all... Sunset Series Photos June 6, 2006 - The apparent End of the World Apparently, since today is 666, the world is supposed to end. Either that, or there are a lot of cool parties happening out there. I'm going to put my money on the second option. I haven't spent many evenings at home recently, so I took today as an opportunity to get some 'around the house' stuff done after work. One of those tasks included a web update with a few random pictures that have been taken over the past couple of months. The first set, I am titling 'Jailcation'. Since I went to Indiana on vacation to go to jail, I think the title is appropriate. They have nothing to do with jail, they are just from when I was up there. Second, we have some shots that I did not actually take. My buddy Kevin drove down here with me when I moved in March, and wanted to take some 'first time I have ever been at the beach' pictures. So, I am going to throw those up here for him to copy at his leisure. I try to serve the public as best I can. More will be coming in the next few days, as I took some shots of Jessica's hotel for their website. Again, nothing jaw-dropping, but she'll be able to download them oh so easily. Again, I try to serve. I have also decided that I am going to do a whole series of sunset pictures in the coming months. It is a beautiful site to see the sun setting here, with the river as the foreground. It's pretty awesome. Look for some of those to start coming out soon. But you know me...I tend to not deliver on a lot of web promises. Deal with it. Hoorah. Jailcation '06 Kevin's Trip Wouldn't ya know, I got motivated to make a couple other long overdue changes. New Picture of the 'Week' is up. I only know of this girl, but she is the hottest bartender in Indianapolis. Go tip her...a lot. June 5, 2006 Let's talk for a minue about completely random things, or words, that just bug you. On my ride to Indiana last month, I went a little crazy. 16+ hours couped up in a car will do that to you. Anyway, I saw something that triggered it, and started thinking. One of the words that bugs me the most is 'darling'. It just pisses me off when I hear it. Not sure why, it just does. Just say 'gay' instead. That is pretty much the equivalent, and it has one less syllable. Yet another thing that pisses me off, is when conversations that should take place in person, or over the phone, instead take place over email or instant messenger. I guess that's the age we live in, but sometimes technology should not replace balls. That's kind of a dig, but that's as far as I'm going to take it. There have been many big meals recently. I think I am finally catching up on the weeks and weeks of not being able to cook, and having to eat out all the time. I can't stop eating! I am not even hungry, yet I have my face in the fridge, looking for more. That's probably not a good thing, but I am going to ride it out for now. Congratulations to Jason for finally getting his very first tattoo. I'm told that when you get a tattoo, it is supposed to have some meaning to you. Who knew? He found the meaning he wanted, and rocked it out. It's pretty sexy...almost as sexy as V's new additions, but we aren't allowed to discuss that. I wanted to put some pictures up, of just some random things from the past few months. However, the lame little gas station I went to didn't have batteries, so we'll all have to wait. Soon my babies, soon. May 29, 2006 So I now have all of my belongings in the FLA, so I am almost a resident. All I have left to do is get one of those pesky drivers licenses, mostly so I can get resident rates at the theme parks. I haven't been to any of those in a very long time, and there is talk about a trip in the near future. That isn't exciting to talk about, so let's move on. I had to make a semi-quick trip back to Indy a couple of weeks ago. It was time to finally pay the piper, and do my time. I will just say that Marion County is not a fun place to be. I was without a doubt the overwhelming minority there, so you really have to watch what you say, and who you say it to. Probably the most eventful thing to happen was this: SOmeone had apparently smuggled some pot into the block, which I have no idea as to how that happened, but it did. It had been hidden inside a light fixture, which happened to be about 4 feet away from my bunk. I guess the only way to light it was to take the wiring out of the fixture, fuse some wires together, which was supposed to make a spark if you touch the right wires together. Well, the dumbest guy, who was a total patsy in the situation, decided that he was going to be the one to light it. He got in there, took some wires apart, and touched two of them together. BOOM...the whole block goes dark. Then, he panicked and shut the light fixture...without putting all the pieces back inside. Luckily, no guards came right away, so he had time to put it all back together, but still, no lights. They finally came around, took us all out of the block and looked for a reason why the lights were not on. It didn't take them long to figure out what was happening, so then they started to really look. Wouldn't ya know, they found the grass. Not in the best hiding spot, but you are kind of limited on where you can hide things there. So, after they found everything, they decided that it was a good idea to strip search everyone three times, and give routine shakedowns throughout the night. That was not a peaceful night in the least. Basically, the whole time sucked. Terrible food, loud and obnoxious people, and aside from the momentary blackout, it was very well lit the whole time, which made sleeping next to impossible. I think I have finally learned my lesson, and am going to take a smarter approach to things from here on out. I am just not excited about the possiblity of going back there...ever. So, I am going to try to be a good little boy, and follow the rules. Most of them anyway. Today and yesterday were beach days, so I am kind of tired, and not really in the mood to write. I just knew that I needed to put something up here, or you natives get restless. Look for some pictures of new friends, and some old ones coming soon. All I am saying is that Brittnie is hot, and she is probably going to kick my ass because I can't spell her name. Oh well...I can take it. May 1, 2006 - Renewed As I said in my last post, I have done a little relocating. It was obviously time for me to move on, as evidenced by my last few months of posts before the move. It had just gotten so bad, I had to get out, and get out fast. I remember that it started snowing on a late March afternoon...a Thursday. That kind of pushed me over the edge for good, I got in a mood, and put my 2 weeks notice in. The next day, they pulled me in, said that they were going to pay me for the 2 weeks I had put my notice in for, but that I didn't have to come back. That part was cool, basically giving me two weeks vacation on the way out the door. It was a mutual thing, where both the company and I had reached the end of the road together. It was a fun 7 years...or at least a fun 6 years. The last one was pretty much hell. I did have a bean bag though...gotta look at the bright side. So...that chapter of my life has ended. On to the new. I checked out of Indy, and headed south. I got a job doing nothing at all related to what I was doing before, and I love it. I go to work, work, then come home. No bringing stress home with me, no working late or being on call. I just go to work, do what I need to do, and leave. That's it. Nothing spectacular, but I feel like I have my life back. I have been all over the state already, from Tampa to Orlando to Miami to Jacksonville. I can't say how much I love this place. A for instance in order here. A few weeks ago, Jessica, Jason, Ivan and myself were sitting out my Jess's pool in the late afternoon. Having a conversation when all of a sudden we look up and see a rocket being launched into space. No real commotion about it...that's just what happens here. It is obviously something that you talk about while it is happening, but after that...not a big deal. I like stuff like that. So, it should be obvious to everyone that I am happy to be out of Indiana, and out from under the job I was in. That kind of changed who I was. I didn't like that guy. Hopefully, the old Dave will come back out and play. I know he will. If there is one, or four things I am missing more than anything else, they are, in no particular order: Victoria, Gretchen, Skyline Chili, and Jason. I just really enjoyed the time I spent with them, and am glad that things worked out the way they did and I attained some really wonderful friends. I think I am going to cry. Chuck Norris says not to though. Enough sappy explainations for now. Peace out bitches. March 28, 2006 - The end of the line I've reached the end of the line in this little dance in life, and am moving on to other things. I am going to shroud myself in mystery, and not say what I am off to do. I'm not really even sure to be honest. This new life will bring new adventures, and new happiness. The Files will be going away, as a website is something that is not going to be part of my new life for a while. Maybe never...who knows. So, as this will probably be my last official post, thank you for the years of checking out the ramblings inside my head, and checking out my photography hobby. Hopefully, something here has made you laugh along the way. That's the best part of life...laughter. Hopefully, I will find my laughter again soon. Goodbye, cruel internet. February 22, 2006 - Decision 2006 Finally, a horse came around for me to hitch my wagon, but wouldn't ya know it, it was the wrong damn kind of horse, and it was headed in the wrong direction. In real words, even after a nice offer, I don't think the DC thing is right for me. Too strange of a place for me to go right now, and the conditions aren't right for that move. Other options are out there though, so I will continue to explore. Hopefully, there are more horses out there. That's pretty much all that's been on my mond for the past couple of days, so now I can let that go, and focus on the now, and what I can achieve in the now. A fine man once told me 'only try to control what is in your control', so that's what I'm going to do. New pictures for Victoria. She is pretty persistant. And just for clarification, Jason is a samurai, not a ninja. Apparently, ninja's are weak. A night out at The Ugly Monkey February 17, 2006 - Johari Julia has turned mt on to what I think is a pretty interesting thing. It's somewhat of a survey, where people can go to specify traits they think you possess. At first, you set it up by telling 5 or 6 traits about yourself, then get people to go to the site and select their own opinions on your traits. Personally, I want to see how dillusional I am, and see what I think others think about me, versus what they really think about me. You can remain totally anonymous, which is cool...I want the truth. Tough times call for tough measures. Soul searching, ya know. Anyway, to get to my Jahari Profile, which is what it is called, click on the link below. You can either tell me who you are, or remain anonymous. This should be interesting. DQ's Jahari Window. Please so this, I am at a point where I need to know what my life means, and you can all help with that. The important thing here is that you be honest. How can I improve on myself if I everyone is being fake? It'll take you 5 minutes, tops. Get started... February 17, 2006 - I want, I want, I want I just want to get away from this place. That's the theme right now. It's not the first time that it has been, but it is pretty strong this time. Change is definatly in order for the better. I need change. For too long, I have been doing the same thing, for the same people, in the same place. I need to expand, no matter what the cost. Obviously, going back to Florida is my first choice. It's still 'home'. Things have changed there, but it is still home. I am just kind of trapped by finances right now, and can't afford to make any kind of significant change. I did take a quick trip to DC yesterday to scope out an option, but I don't think that would be right for me. It would seemingly be a step backwards, with a lot more expectation placed upon me. Not to mention the expense. DC is mighty expensive. So...I doubt I'll look more into that option. Would anyone make any contributions if I started a Dave Fund? I need a source of money to get me out of my gargantuan truck payment (which I just wrecked by the way), so it will be more managable with less income. If that one last thing were to happen, my move home would be very very likely. I just can't break free of that truck. Anyone want to co-sign on something with me? :) Yeah...all options are being explored. Although I can't afford to go out and tie one on this weekend, I am going to try to get out for a little bit at some point. With who though...that's the question. If the right people are around, there very well could be a few new pictures. Who knows...happy weekending, everyone... February 15, 2006 I told myself that I wasn't going to get on here and spout some woe is me shit, and I am going to do my best to try not to. There are some new pictures to post, and I have some time to kill in between the upload, so here I am. Things obviously have not been going great for me lately. Firstly, everyone already knows Miranda and I split up. At first, I didn't let it get to me so much. But then, as the days passed, I started to miss her more and more, and became more and more irrational. That irrationality has pretty much screwed up anything for the future, but there isn't anything I can do about that. I want to take something away from this, and learn from it, but I am not finding anything. I know a lot of people tell me I can be an asshole, and not to do that, but sometimes it just comes out. Everyone has their vices. A lot of times, that's mine. But, on the other side of that, I think I can be one of the most caring and compassionate people you will ever know. Enough of that talk, let's get onto the next thing that has happened recently. After a long fight, I lost my grandfather a couple of weeks ago. He had been sick for a while, and fought for a long time. He didn't want to be relegated to living in a nursing home, and not be able to do the things he loved to do. I don't think I can really verbalize everything he meant just quite yet, but he was a good man. He left behind a family that loves each other very much, and he was the patriarch of that. I will say that the most touching part of the whole ordeal was my cousin Matt, who is in the Army, presented my grandmother with the flag that draped the casket. Not a dry eye in the house. My uncle loved us all, but Matt had a special place in his heart because Matt followed in his footsteps and joined the service. They had a special bond, so it was nice that Matt got to have that honor. Enough about that topic for now. I'm sure I'll re-visit it later/ Now, new pictures to be posted. My cousin Andy's girlfriend Bailey celebrated her 21st birthday this past weekend, and wanted to go out in the big city. So, she rented a room at the Embassy downtown and made a night of it. There were 5 of us, with me playing tour guide and fifth wheel. I wasn't a very good tour guide, so I guess I was just the fifth wheel. None the less, the pictures can now be seen. If Andy weren't my cousin, I'd put the moves on Bailey. :) Yep...I am turning into my dad. A trip to Washington D.C. is in my future this week. I can't really elaborate, and shouldn't because nothing will probably come out of it. I will just say that if there is any way possible, there is going to be some big change coming. I have said it before, but I think my time in Indiana is growing short, and I need to figure out a plan that will actually work. Too much bad shit happens here. I want to go where it is fun again. Anyway...here are the pictures you so desperately desire. And oh yeah...Fuck Valentine's Day. Bailey's 21st Birthday February 7, 2006 Still not in the mood to verbalize anything that is going through my head. I used to like getting everything in my head out, but I have not gone through what I am trudging through in quite a long time, not since I started my original website. But, back then, I was in control of who did and didn't see the site. I am so famous now, I don't have that luxury. Joke. For now...I will go into hiding for just a little bit. Who knows how long the drought will last... January 2006 December 2005 November 2005 October 2005 September 2005 August 2005 July 2005 June 2005 May 2005 April 2005 March 2005 February 2005 2004 Period of Silence May 2003 April 2003 February 2003 January 2003 December 2002 Novenber 2002 October 2002 September 2002 August 2002 July 2002 June 2002 May 2002 April 2002 March 2002 February 2002 January 2002 December 2001 Copyright © 2005, Dave Quear All Rights Reserved |
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