Sunday, January 20, 2008

Johnny Rumble:
Johnny's Folly part 6

Author's note: It took forever, but here it is. Part 6. Now that I have direction, maybe I can get through part 10. Anyway, sorry to those loyal for the delay.

My eyes flew open and started searching for something. Everything was wrong. They street lamps were still passing over head, the air was still very, very cold, and the hum of the tires were still droning through the wind. Yet, something was very, very wrong. I looked around and around, stood up in the bed of the pick-up, kept looking, Where, where is it? The other lads in the truck looked quizzically at me and perhaps slightly worriedly.

“Johnny, what’s going on?” Mark asked.

“Something’s wrong. I don’t know what, but something’s wrong.”

Paul turned around in his passenger seat and spoke through the shattered rear glass, “What the hell could be wrong? We just beat Norfolk five, zero, Greensea is at the top of the League table, and with only 8 weeks to go, and it looks like we’re going to the American next year. So what’s wrong?”

I ignored him and kept searching. It’s somewhere, somewhere close. I could feel it. My blood was tingling with sensations. Where? The pick-up slowed for traffic, and in my peripheral vision I saw it. I didn’t think, I just jumped over the side of the bed. Sam yelled for me to stop, and Juan tried to grab my belt to keep me in, but I slipped his bonds. The feeling of weightlessness was adrenaline inducing, and everything came into razor sharp clarity. My boots hit the ground. There was no way I running, I had to take a couple of courtesy rolls to appease Newton, but soon my soles were pounding their way toward the alley I saw the trouble in.

They never saw me.

Three guys, infinite possibilities, I chose the easiest and probably the most devastating. Boot to the temple of the guy kneeling, stop forward movement of feet, and let momentum carry my upper body and closed fist into the cheek of guy number two. Carry the momentum movement further and land a kick to the gut of guy number three behind me. Three down, one out, and two reeling and trying to recover. I didn’t wait. Slamming my knee into the chest of one of them, I started swinging my fist toward his face.

One punch, two punches, three, five, twelve, the feeling of warm blood, cold air, negative emotions, I lost track until a thick arm wrapped around my neck and pulled me backwards with roughness that defiantly wasn’t friendly. Something collided with my head, but no headiness was paid. Dropped to the pavement, a fist came toward me, and I rolled to dodge it. I rolled back and brought my own fists to bear on my attacker. He was already backed against the alley wall clutching his hand. I jumped up and slammed my boots once again into him until he fell.

My boots became weapons, and I lost my mind until I got tackled and pinned by somebody much bigger than me.

“Johnny! Stop it! Stop now!”

The voice was husky, almost….Romanian. Shit. Everything came back. I wanted to throw up. “Get off me, get off me,” I struggled.

“You better?” Danny came back.

“Yes, yes, just get off!” The second Danny let me go, I knew I couldn’t hold it back. I rolled to my hands and knees and my stomach lurched violently on to the cement below. I felt Danny patting me on the back trying to help get rid of the coughing fit afterward. I tried speaking between coughs but couldn’t. Paul got the idea though.

“She’s alright Johnny, banged up, but fine.”

I quit coughing at that point and struggled to my feet. Danny supported me until I waved him off and made my way to her side. Her shirt was torn open at the front, her skirt shoved up around her hips, and her panties lay torn and tattered in a heap next to her. I turned, “Do we have a blanket or something?” Juan was moving before I finished the sentence. While he was gone, Mark took off his jacket and offered to me. I wrapped it as gently as I could around her.

“Johnny…” Sadie breathed out.

“I’m here, your safe. They’re gone,” I held her cheek in my palm and turned her head toward mine. “Sadie, I need to know, did they do anything? Did they do it to you?” Something I never wanted to ever ask.

“Johnny…Johnny, I’m scared,” her voice was quivering, shaking and uncontrollable. She was in rough shape and I knew it.

“Sadie, you need to listen to me, did they,” I swallowed, “rape you?” She was unresponsive for what seemed like the longest time. “Sadie?”

“No…no they didn’t,” tears were running down her cheeks, “Johnny…”

“I know, we’re leaving right now.” I picked her up carefully, nestled her head on my chest, and started to walk out of the alley. Her hand clenched onto my tattered hoodie, and never let go.

Paul laid his hand on my shoulder. “So what now Johnny?”

Sadie was asleep on my bed. I’d started renting Paul’s backroom and turned it into my own sanctuary. Now it was Sadie’s. “I don’t know. I just don’t know what to do right now.” I was in the kitchen fixing Sadie some eggs and toast. “For now, I’m going to get some food her stomach and go from there.” I picked up the plate and a glass of orange juice and started down the hallway.

“Just be careful Johnny. Some of the best things in the world can still bite you in the ass.”

I gently knocked on the cracked door and waited a few seconds before opening it. She had the blankets pulled up tight around her head, clinging to any last shred of security she could. Her eyes were sleepy, but awake, and she responded when I walked in. “Hey you.”

I lifted the plate to show her, “Brought you some breakfast. Although it’s more like lunch considering the time…” She stuck her tongue out at me, but took the plate nonetheless. She pated the mattress next to her and I sat down. I wrapped my arm around her and spoke softly, “How are you feeling?”

“My head hurts, and I can’t leave my lip alone.” I placed my hand on her cheek and looked at the cut on her eyebrow. I had done my best to clean it last night, but I could tell that it was going to bruise worse than it already was. I pulled her closer and lightly kissed the massive scab that now covered it. I looked her in her eyes, “You know that’s not what I meant.”

She set down her fork. “Tired, scared, yet loved and secure.” She set the eggs aside and cuddled up to me like I was the world’s biggest teddy bear. Her hand snaked up my hoodie again and clung to it like last night, and her face was buried in my neck. I could feel the slightest bit of moisture and heat, and I knew that she was fighting back tears. Pulling the blanket around her, I sat there holding her.

Finally, broken, she asked, “Why me Johnny?”

I considered my words. “I don’t know Sadie. What I do know is that you’re safe now. Those bastards got the royal boot fucking they deserved.” I flashed back tot the sounds I heard coming from the alley after I left it, and why it took five minutes for the rest of my friends to get back to the truck.

She clung to me a while longer before saying, “Thank you. For everything.” I just held her tighter.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Say it With Me Now: We Hate Gentoo's Complexity

Alright Ladies and Gentlemen: Now I realize that some of you are pining away for me to come back. This as been on the back burner awhile and now that I've the time and the better know how to actually not talk out my ass, this is what I have discovered.

As you all probably know I've been spending time in Linux. Now what you may not know, is that I've been using Fedora Linux because it is easy to install, the community is there to help(find good people on IRC then get there instant message address) with either a problem specific to each distribution or a more generic problem. So this past break I was updating the system to Fedora 8 which is the latest release by the Fedoraproject. Everything on that front goes well but I was left wanting something different and after talking to someone I decided to install Gentoo Linux.

Gentoo is a 'geek distro' it only recently has a graphicall installer and it uses portage which is something like ports in BSD. This task took three days. The first day my buddy and I set about setting up wireless in Fedora(mainly) to see if it would work- it did) the next morning I made the leap to Gentoo, and after the GUI installer crashing, I put the live-cd back in the drive and sshd to my buddy's computer so he could take a look. He ended up doing the install the manual method which was very nice of him. We then shut down for the night and upon the morrow continued the project. We found that GRUB(the bootloader) wouldn't load and the hard drives were not being recognized because of the drive ordering. Eventually after a half day of working we concluded that yes there is a work around, but it would be time consuming(hahah like we've not spend enough) and it still would require more work. I had been expecting it not to fail but it shouldn't have been this fucked up.

So we labeled The Great Gentoo Experiment FUBAR and I installed Opensuse 10.3 because by this point the Windows partition was fucked and I needed a working system till I get back to school(the recovery disks are in the dorm), though at this point I'm gonna either A) reinstall Opensuse over both drives, or B) Install Fedora 8 over both drives and run a virtual windows, which would contain everything since the windows would be a 'guest os' and not really 'there' existing only within the Linux os.

So on the Homefront, I'm going to be an older brother in a couple of weeks and woe betide anyone messing with him in the school yard. I'm kind of excited becuause outside of the toddler part, ya know when he's eight or there abouts I'll be looked up to- let me clarify: I'll be like the cool older brother(well I'm hoping I'm cool) which is sort of weird to think about. I know I always though older people were cool and the postive 'cool' aspects of them I would try to emulate. THough don't ask me what they are now. That and if he is anything like me he'll gravitate to people who aren't as moronic as his peers appear to be. Hey wait a minute by the time he's the age we're talking about; I'll be as old as some of my friends now. Scary. Though I do enjoy hanging out with S and my cousin, and they've both helped me though important and difficult shit...which I'm thankful for.

Yes before you ask keeping my sanity when I'm in a dorm room by myself is important and talkign bout liverpool and Hull actually seemed to help..well minus when they lost but hey thats what books are for. Oh and of course talking to my parents was cool too, but everyone asks how I;m doing where as its nice to talk to people not feeling as if I am being examined, but hey everyone is just looking out for me which is good and cool.

I'm going to start him off with linux and maybe watching DC united on TV, because you know that is the important stuff. Maybe by then MLS would actually be accepted by the US and not seemingly so niche sport like. w

Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Johnny Rumble:
Johnny's Folly update

I won't deny it. I'm stuck. I know where the story needs to go from here, I just can't seem to make it work properly in my head or on paper. And it dosen't help that I've gotten ultra lazy about it too. I've gotten one and a half pages written down, but I can't decide, nor can I make myself decide, what happens next. It sucks, and I'm getting frustrated myself.

As for everything else (including this blog, soon celebrating it's third lackluster year), I've got nothing decided.

Miss Ataxia came for a two week vacation over Christmas, which was extremely fun. I'll spare you the sexy details of it all, but I am relived to say the least.

Anyway, we'll see what happens with this blog come mid-Febuary. I'm taking a creative writing class, so there might be post worthy stuff....again...


Johnny Rumble

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Happy Days my first semester is done.

Hey all so down at Radford I've gotten my first semester done, and I did well. My GPA at the holiday break is a 3.0. This I think I did well all things considered. Of course I can do things differently and need to make changes to how I study in the spring. So for the really caring people, here are the grades

History A
Cultural Anthro B
English 101 B
Univ 100 B
Geography C

So I hope all the holiday's went well, I got a bunch of footy tops and video games, which is way cool.

I'll post at begginging of spring semester, considering if I get a new roommate, and how class is going.