Chapter 1

Okay, this is the first chapter and the first thing I wrote...The Prolouge was written later. I will post chapter 2 later. I am poting this all by chapters because I can get more written and have more to share later! I am only on chapter 11 right now. Also, take note that this story is ever changing. I am always going back and adding more here and there and chagning bits. Its because as i get along further in the story, my characters develop more and I have to go back and add or change things to set up that development. So what you are reading now may be differnt later on.


Chapter 1

Jason Baynes slipped into the shadows behind a dumpster in a moonlit alley in Sydney Australia. He crouched down and tried with all his might to control his breathing. He tried to calm himself by breathing in for two seconds and then out for two more. He peered out towards the street and watched as the man who had been chasing him entered into the alley as well.

The man, from what Jason could see, was winded also. He pulled off his bowler hat and ran his gloved hand through his dark hair. He looked to be around 35. He reached into his trench coat and pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. He inhaled the cancer stick and seemed to somehow gain control of his breath.

Jason jumped when a cell phone ring sounded. He frantically reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone trying frantically to silence the damn thing. He looked at it, only to find it hadn’t sounded at all. The bowler hat man in the alleyway flicked his cigarette to the ground, pulled a cell phone out of his coat pocket, flipped it open and said,

"Yeah?" There was a pause as the bowler hat man listened. "No, I don't have him yet, he's managed to lose me." Silence filled the alley again with the exception of the muffled voice coming from the phone. "I saw him come into an alley, but I don't see him in here." The man looked up above him at the fire escapes, and tugged at a door to see if it were open. The muffled voice continued to talk through the cell phone, this time a little louder. Who ever was on the other end of this conversation, was not happy.

Jason tried his hardest to hear what was being said. The only words he heard before the muffled voice was cut off were,

"Find him, find out who he is and why he is so important to the Ghost. Use any means necessary. Then get rid of him!"

Jason gasped in horror.

"Why are they looking for me? I don't know this Ghost person," he thought. He peered back out into the alley. The bowler hat man was gone. "Where did he go?" He wondered. "He must have left." Jason slowly stood up and breathed a sigh of relief, but his relief was premature. The sound of crunching gravel from behind him sounded in his ear. Jason spun around to see what had made the noise, only to see a black sack come over his head. It was the last thing he would ever see. Jason then fell unconscious with a crushing blow to the back of his head.

Better post something new!

So its been a while since I have last posted and I felt I had better post something soon or my sister who is the only person who actually reads this crap might complaing! Hi Brianne! Love Ya! I have a lot of free time at work, so to keep busy I have taken up writing. I am working on a book which right now goes by the working title "the beginning." Here is the prolouge. I just added it the other day. I have about 11 chapters written so far. They are all similar to Dan Brown, and James Patterson Chapters. e.g. short and sweet! Anyway, I hope you enjoy and can't wait to hear what you think.

Prologue

Charles McCalister opened his eyes and looked outside the L Train window at the passing landscape. Soon the landscape came to a standstill and the train doors popped open. McCalister stepped onto the Platform at the Oak Park Station. The cold January air found its way through his cloths. He pulled his coat tight and shoved his hands into his pockets. He cautiously rushed down the frozen stairs onto the street and headed north towards the Apartment building two blocks away.

The streets were empty that morning. Everyone was fast asleep, having celebrated the New Year the night before. McCalister had been too busy working all night trying to maintain peace, and order. He was a Chicago city police officer, going on his 9th year with the force. After five minutes of walking, McCalister crossed the street in front of his apartment stepping on a banner that read "Happy New Year 1992." He stepped onto the sidewalk and pulled out his keys and let himself into the warm building. He promptly put them away when he saw that the door was already opened.

"Worthless people!" He muttered to himself. "How hard is it to close a door?" McCalister made his way up the three flights of stairs and down the long hall to his door. He once again pulled out his keys, only to find his door hadn't been locked.

"You have got to be kidding me! That stinking woman is gonna get herself killed one of these days!" McCalister thought to himself. His girlfriend Nancy never locked the door behind her when she was at home. McCalister walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. He pulled out the milk carton and took a big swig, finishing off what was left. He then made his way into his living room and crashed onto the sofa, and flipped on the TV. He surfed through the channels and finally settled on Sesame Street, cause he didn't want to watch the early morning news, or infomercials. His eyes started to get heavy and he was just about to fall asleep when a long forgotten voice spoke.

"Learning our ABC's our we?"

McCalister's eyes shot open to see a face he hadn't seen in ten years.

"Jack? What are you doing here? Get out now!" McCalister demanded. He jumped off the couch and made his way towards his bedroom door to check on Nancy.

"Chucky, relax! I've just come to see what you have been up too. It’s been so long, I thought we could bury the hatchet and work together again!"

McCalister peered into his bedroom to find Nancy sound asleep. He turned back towards Jack.

"Listen, I gave all that up a long time ago. Hell, I'm a cop now! I don't want anything to do with you, and I want you to leave right now!" McCalister said as he made his way to the front door and opened it. He gestured for Jack to leave.

"Now hear me out first Chuck," Jack pleaded. "I need you, you are the Hound Dog! There isn't anything you can't snoop out! I recognize that, unlike the Chicago PD, how many times have you applied for detective now?"

"No," McCalister screamed, "I won't work with you ever again! Not after what happened. Not after Sydney. Now get out of my apartment and never come back!" McCalister stared into Jack's eyes. There was a moment of silence that was broken when the bedroom door opened and Nancy walked out.

"What's going on Charles? Who is this man?"

"Nancy, go back in the bedroom and don't come out." McCalister said without taking his eyes off Jack. "And you," don't you say one word to her!"

Jack looked Nancy up and down.

"Well I see your taste in woman has improved. She is defiantly an improvement to the whores you used to pick up back in the day. I'll tell something else, I like how she squints her face while she sleeps." Jack smiled.

McCalister had heard enough; he rushed Jack, grabbed him by the shirt, slammed him up against the wall, and began to punch him in the face over and over again. Nancy screamed and ran into the bedroom closing the door, and for once locking it. McCalister pulled Jack to the front door and tossed him into the hallway.

"If I ever see you again, I will kill you!" McCalister threatened. Jack lay bleeding in the hallway. He looked up at McCalister, raised his arm and made his hand into a fist with his pointer finger extended and thumb up, making it look like a gun. He pointed at McCalister.

"Bang bang." Jack mocked. McCalister slammed the door and rushed into his bedroom to comfort Nancy, he knocked on the door.

"Nancy, let me in, he's gone." The door opened and Nancy ran back to the bed.

"It’s okay baby, he won't be back." McCalister said as he took Nancy in his arms.

"Who was he and what did he want with you?" Nancy asked.

"His name is Jack, he is a guy I once knew. But that was a long time ago, and he should have known better than to show himself around here. He won't be back though, he knows better than to mess with me."

Outside in the hallway, Jack pulled a handkerchief out and wiped the blood from his nose. He stood up and walked up to the front door. He reached for the doorknob and opened the door. McCalister had left it open. He walked to the bedroom door and listened to the conversation inside.

"But what if he does come back?"

"Listen babe, he is not gonna come back, you're safe now!" McCalister assured Nancy. Jack laughed to himself. He kicked the bedroom door open.

"That's always been your problem Chuck. You can't stop lying to the women."

The search for Charles McCalister ended on April 2nd 1992. A local fisherman had called 911 informing that he had found a dead body in his nets while fishing on Lake Michigan. Chicago Police were able to confirm through dental records that it was McCalister's body. His girlfriend Nancy was never found.

New video.

So I made a new video for Youtube. It is one of my more strange ones. It is a responce to a friend of mine from Australia who taped himself eating a coconut.

I figured they eat a lot of coconuts in Australia, while we as Americans eat a lot of everything! So I taped myself eating a Pizza. I sped up the video so it would go faster. I wanted to use the theme song to the Benny Hill show, but it wasn't long enough and as much as I tried I couldnt get it to fit with the video. So I changed the song to "Stuck in the middle with you" by Steely Dan. Then I found a cool little editing tool that played the movie in reverse. The result can be seen in the videos to the right of this blog, but if you are to lazy to go to that, I will post the link right here.

A day in the life of Lincoln "Log"

My wife and the kids went to Las Vegas for a couple of days. While they were away, I decided I could finally finish editing the video I've been wanting to make of Lincoln. I think it turned out pretty good. Check it out...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XuMwT4xCA-4

Backyard Project update.

Well, I have furthered my progress on the wall, but I am too poor at the moment to buy anymore landscaping bricks, so for the time being, production is at a standstill. Next pay period I should be able to buy more though and then it will be abck to work!

Here are some pics from where I finished off.

Like a Rolling Stone

When I was 10 years old, my dad made us all watch The David Letterman's 10th anniversary special. I had never heard of the guy before. I remember thinking it was the funniest thing I'd ever seen in my life. It was on prime time that night, and I remember my dad saying, "See what you guys miss everynight cause you are asleep?" we were only asleep cause he made us go to bed.

The reason we were watching it though, was because the big musical number would be Bob Dylan. He had a VHS cassette ready and everything to record this momentous occasion. Finally, the moment arrived and Bob sang "Like a Rolling Stone" with the CBS orchestra.

I remember thinking to myself, "Why do people like this guy?" Well, apparently this was not one of Bob's greatest performances ever. The next day at work a lady told my dad she was sorry for the dispapointment. But my dad kept that VHS tape, and about a year back, my friend converted it to disc.

Today my dad came over and we put the video on youtube, because we hadnt ever seen it before. So now the whole world can remember, and share in this nostalgic moment.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_TfrS_G0Q90

Two Post in One Day?

Yeah, this probably won't happen a lot, but then again it may. Here are somepics of my backyard as it stands now. I have a lot of work ahead of me. I have to put in a retaining wall because my yard slopes into a hill. I need to lay abunch of concrete, and I need to put in a sprinking system. All of this needs to be done before I can put grass down.

My retaining wall starts here and is going to turn as shown by the beautiful black line!





From here it will continue across the yard.



Right here, I would like to lay a cement patio between the two back doors.



This is what it would look like. Well, It should look better than this.


And finally on the side of the house I would like to lay more cement to espand my driveway. Here are some pics as to where I would like the cement to go.





I will post more pictures as the work progresses! I am hoping by next spring to be able to lay the grass! Wish me luck.