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House hunting Stepdad
Saturday, September 13, 2003
 
I FINALLY GOT THE NIGERIAN SCAM EMAIL!!!

This email and any files transmitted with it are confidential and
intended solely for the use of the individual or entity to whom
they are addressed. If you have received this email in error
please notify Chief Egobike Madu . This message contains
confidential information and is intended only for the individual
or the coperate entity named. If you are not the named addressee
you should not disseminate, distribute or copy this e-mail.

Dear Sir,
I am Chief Egobike Madu,Executive Director with Nigeria National
Petroleum Corporation(NNPC).Please accept my apology for using
this medium to convey a transaction of this magnitude, but this
is due to the confidentiality and prompt access reposed on this
medium.Be informed that a member of the Nigeria Export Promotion
Council who was a member of government delegation to your country
gave your enviable credentials/particulars to me.I have decided
to seek your co-operation in the execution this deal described
hereunder, for the benefit of all parties and hoping you will
keep it as TOP SECRET because of the nature of the business.

Within the NNPC (where I work as a director),and with the
cooperation of four other top officials, we have in our
possession as overdue payment bills of Eighteen million five hundred thousnad
United states Dollars which we want
to transfer abroad with the assistance and cooperation of a
company/ or an individual to receive the said funds, via a
reliable bank account.Quite frankly,we are handicapped as the
Nigeria civil service laws strongly prohibits us from owning/or
operating a foreign account hence your importance in this whole
transaction.

This amount Eighteen million five hundred thousnad United states Dollars
represents the the balance of the total
value of a contract on behalf of my corporation by a foreign
contracting firm which we the officials involved deliberately
over-invoiced. Though the actual cost have been paid to the
original contractor leaving the balace in the tune of the said
amount which we have in principle got approval to remit by Key
Tested Telegraphic transfer to any foreign account you will
provide by filing an application through the justice minstry here
in Nigeria for the transfer of rights and privelages of the
former contractor to you.

I have the authority of my partners to propose that should you be
willing to assist us in this transaction by way of providing the
required account to receive this fund, your share or the entire
sum will be Thirty percent amounting to Five million five hundred and fifty
thousnad United states Dollars, Sixty precent amounting to Eleven million United
States Dollars
for us and Ten percent amounting to One million Eight Hundred and Fifty thousand
United State Dollars will be used to settle
taxation and other miscellaneous expences in the course of
transfering the money to your account. The business itself is
One Hundred percent foolproof and safe, as long as you mantain utmost secrecy
and confidentiality.Furthermore your area of specialisation will
not be a hindrance to the successful completion of this
transaction. I have reposed my confidence in you and hope that
you will not disappoint me. Should you be willing to assist
positively with a common goal, endeavour to contact me
immediately .If you are not interested, please also indicate so
that it will enable me to contact other foreign partner with
recommendation to carry out this deal.

I want to assure you that my colleagues and I are in a position
to make the payment of this claim possible provided that you can
give us a very concrete assurace of the safety of our share.
Please, always treat this matter with utmost confidentiality,
because we will not comprehend any form of exposure as we are
still in active service. Time is of essence in this business, so
kindly act fast.

Note: I advise that your contact with me should always be via
this medium for secuirity purposes and successful achievement of
our our primary motive(i.e. successful realisation of our aim of
this transaction without hitches). I await in anticipation of
your fullest cooperation.
Chief Egobike Madu.

Of course, I'll post my reply email here in a while. FSU football is on!
 
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Thursday, September 11, 2003
 
I am the coolest guy in the world.

Well, I am. Today made me so. But before I tell you guys exactly how that happened, let me talk about my day.

Work went well, signed a contract for two acres of land in the ritzy part of town. Hopefully, that will go through, I could use the commission. Even besides that, work was good, I got a lot accomplished. But I felt a little edgy, a little restless. I knew it was because today was September 11th, a day I don't think any of us will ever forget. I didn't want to see the tributes, didn't want to hear the speeches, didn't want to watch the TV specials. Not because I'm callous and uncaring. I still get teared up when I see pictures from that day. (Yes, I am 6'4", 240 pounds...so what? I can cry if I want to!) There was a photo exhibition at our local museum that had pictures from 9/11. I got to the fourth, maybe the fifth picture before I couldn't see the pictures very well.

But, it is time to not only remember, but to move on. I'll never forget and will always stop to think of the horror and heroism and lost lives of that day but I don't think I'll be a part of the sensationalism of it anymore.

I spent some time today reading some new favorite Blogs. Namely,
this one. That site rocks. I hope my writing is half as good as hers. I found it through a link on the Musings from the Express Lane Just take a look, that site should charge money. I read the entire site.

Reading about her kids made me realize I haven't done as much with B as I should. One particular problem is that at eight years old, neither me, her Mom, Stepmom or Dad have taken enough time to teach her to ride a bike.

I know I have spent a lot of time with her and doing things for her but the whole bike thing... That was a problem. So, driving home today I decided since it was so beautiful outside (slightly warm instead of oven hot..I love Autumn in Tallahassee!!) I was going to get the training wheel (I took the other off the last time I tried to get her to ride the bike) off and we would learn. I got home and she wasn't home yet but I got the wheel off and soon enough she and her Grandmother got home. She wanted to ride but was a bit scared that we were going without the training wheel. Well, she was even more worried when the small bike's tires were flat and wouldn't air up. So, we used the bike I bought her over a year ago for her 7th birthday, it's 20 inches with no training wheels.

The driveway worked for ohhh two passes then we decided it was too short. The park at the end of the street didn't work at all since the grass was too thick. That left the flat street that ran alongside the park. B hesitantly agreed to do it, only because a neighborhood girl saw us and decided we made a good diversion to simply riding around the neighborhood. She also served as B's motivation since she asked if B was learning to ride and when we said she was asked how old B was. B told her 8 and the girl made a face as if to say 'Oh my gosh, you're 8 and can't ride a bike? I was riding a bike when I was four!' Wait a second...the girl made the face and said that. As soon as she did, I knew B would be riding today. She's pretty competitive.

After some wobbly starts and near falls, pretty soon B was riding the length of the block. She's not my biological daughter, but that means absolutely zip to me. She is my daughter and I taught her to ride her bike.

So, in my own small way, I feel as if I did something to mark 9/11, not with any crying or fear, but with love and pride.

And only a little bit of tearing up. Even the coolest guy in the world can tear up.




 
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Tuesday, September 09, 2003
 
Another photo...


 
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Monday, September 08, 2003
 
College Football! Cooler weather! Professional Football

Is life great, or what? Well, besides the fact that the Dolphins lost to the Texans. That hurt. In the Texan's defense, they do not look like an two year old team. Still, the Dolphins were supposed to go to the Super Bowl this year! Of course, one loss doesn't mean they won't, but I'm afraid it may be one more year of 7-9, 8-8 or 9-7. At least they are consistent. I've been a Dolphin fan for a long long time (since I was 2 and they went 12-0), so sadly, I'm used to it.

Keeping with the NFL for a bit longer (sorry if you aren't a football fan) it looks like I may have been right in the conversations I have had with people about Favre. To me, he looks like Dan Marino (Best QB. Ever.) in '99 against Jacksonville, where he was 12 of 25 for 95 yards and 2 interceptions. He looks like his arm weighs four hundred pounds. When I saw Marino that day, I knew he was done and I hate to say it, but Favre looks exactly like Marino did that day. I hope it isn't true, Favre is one of the best QB's ever and has been an excellent player. I of course can be (hopefully, I am) wrong, after all, I'm no expert, but I won't be suprised if I'm right.

Jumping to the college football ranks, as a true FSU Seminole fan, can I just say (with a little reservation) that it feels good to be back in the top ten and deserve the ranking? Every elite school goes through a rebuilding period, and most have gone through a far worse rebuilding period than FSU (tons of schools would love to have a record of 9-5 like we did last year) but it looks like we are playing with a bit of the aggresive swagger we used to have. And it is good. Now watch us lost by 40 to Duke...

It's only September 8th but it was noticeably cool this morning on the way to work. God, I hope so, hot weather sucks. Of course, I realize I live in North Florida, which is Seminole for Sahara Desert heat with Amazon jungle humidity, but I love our winters.

Well, time to head for home. I may even drive home with the windows down.


 
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A normal (HA!) 34 year old guy who is a new Stepdad and a new Real Estate Agent. Let's see what kind of trouble I can get into, shall we?

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