It’s been a long time since I have posted anything on here. There hasn’t been anything exciting to talk about. My mind has been a pile of mush for a while. This is my attempt at posting again and maybe getting back into this before I do decide to drop my site all together. Continue reading
After some failed attempts at getting this site online, I finally did it. Please make sure you ignore the Idonteatthat.com URL and get the URL for pitweston.com imbedded in your brain. I will be working the next few days on getting this site up to par. I will make sure links work. I will make sure all the files and behind the scenes data work perfectly. I have some ideas in the work and will be getting them implemented as soon as I can. This will keep me busy for some time. My site has been down for a few days with all this switching over to a new server. I could have easily contacted my hosting company to do the work for me but it was nice to know that I can do it myself…even if I failed more than once. Keep watch and I will be posting the updates to the site and letting you know when I change up anything. Thanks for sticking around and I promise to post more than once a month. It’s a blog, not sex during marriage.
The sun is setting on this hosting company. Soon, my site will be on a new server with a better uptime than the crap I deal with here. Within the next few days, I will be making some changes to the blog and hopefully making it more user friendly and add some nice features.
The website will also be different. I will no longer be found at this current site. My new site will be what I once had before. You can find the new site at http://pitweston.com At the moment, the site is
nothing down.Keep looking here until you see a message from me about a redirect. This is a headache for me. I didn’t really think I would be doing this but after dealing with all the headaches justhost has given me, it is time I leave and go back to the company I once had before. Goodbye, Justhost!
Easy question. When I first started to do a blog, I was going to just do a blog about food. It started that way but it didn’t take too long to see that I wasn’t doing a great job of keeping it up. I ended up posting about anything and everything. I will write about movies, life, work, and food. Since the site isn’t about food and really nothing really about, foods i don’t eat, the domain idonteatthat.com is useless. That is why I am going back to my old domain of, pitweston.com
If you knew me before this site, then you probably know all about the antics that took place on .calm. It was just a forum and nothing more. I took the site down a while ago. The site ran its course. I planned on just deleting the forum and erasing all things from the site. I didn’t. I kept the sql file for the forum. It sat in a folder on my C drive for years.
I was curious about it. I wanted to see if it would work. I installed the pbpBB forums to my site. I installed it all and installed the database file. Nothing. I received errors left and right. I scraped the idea and put the sql file back into keeping. Yesterday, I tinkered with it again. I was really ready to see if I can get it to work. I spent a good time on it. I uploaded it and installed the forum again. Error. Instead of quitting, I copied the error and googled it. I found the answer and fixed it. Refresh the page.
Another error. Once again, I copied it and fixed that one too. With each error I got and everything that needed to be fixed, I did it. I did it till the site finally worked and all posts were readable. The site is fully functional. If I wanted to, I can get it going again and see it have life again. Do I? I was thinking of maybe putting it back up when I go back to pitweston.com. Do I resurrect the forums and let people post on it again? I thought about it and I decided not to. I will have a link for it. Those who care to can view it. As of now it is located here. (old forums) I read some of it. Funny stuff. Oh, if you are reading this and you are a member of the site and don’t remember password or login, let me know. I will get you access.
Please be patient while I get the site up and running fully. I have a few ideas brewing inside my noggin’. Thank you for visiting me here at idonteatthat.com. You will be finding me at .calm very soon.
Back in 2004-2008, I took to the air and was a dj online. Those four years were amazing. I had so much fun. I always said I would get back in to it but never actually took the step forward. I was to start a new station with a friend but I started working longer hours, dedicating my life to my blog and late night yahoo chat. I just shoved the online deejaying job aside. Maybe I should get back into it. Who knows. I say that now but next week or even tomorrow, I’ll forget about this and not attempt it at all.
How did you get to be a dj online?
Good question! I mentioned before how I played an online game, “The Sims Online“. Great game. Anyway, I was playing the game one day and there were players shouting out song lyrics and thanking a person in the house for playing a certain song. It took a minute to discover she was streaming music online and the other people were tuning in. I clicked the station. If I recall, I believe the station was called “Fusion Radio”. I filled out an application for the station. It sounded like a fun thing to do. I have tons of music. I have good taste in music. Few days later, I was contacted and a test date was set up. I already had a microphone. I had music. I just needed a certain software to get the streaming going. Everything worked. I was in. I picked a few days I would dj on. The only downside to this station was I had to create a specific online handle (yahoo instant messenger) to dj from. It wasn’t such a big deal. I just had to place “dj” in front of my name. I just they wanted people to know I was a dj and not just a random nobody. This brought me to having two different yahoo handles. It caused issues when trying to read mail or message friends. I had to pick one to make my main name. I picked the dj one.
After months of this, the station changed formats. We were really allowed to play whatever we liked. I played it all. The station quickly dropped those not interested in just doing heavy metal. I was out of a job. The dj’ing bug was still with me. I wanted more. I jumped on the games forums and did a search for “radio stations”. I found one called, “ROFL radio”. Maybe not the best name. Okay, it was a pretty sh***y name. But I went with it. I was allowed to switch back to my old yahoo name. That was awesome. This is where I met Katrina, Chris, and Jendoline. I knew Katrina from game. She was friends with people I eventually became good friends with. Katrina was amazing. She even knew about the movie “Mr. Boogedy“.I met others but these three were good friends. Jendoline and I hit it off pretty well. We clicked. Before her and I arrived at the station, is wasn’t wildly popular. They were just a little station in the corner of the web. Just like my blog. Not wildly popular but I am here. Enjoying the space I have on the world wide web. Jendoline and I brought listeners to the station. I wasn’t really wanting to have a “role” with the station. I forgot what title I was given but I was given a little power at the station. Nice and all, but I really just wanted to play music and have fun. I already had responsibilities at work. Don’t overload me.
Before Jendoline arrived, I had fun with doing what I do best. Drinking. I got some strange idea one day to broadcast on the air and drink as I deejayed. Not the wisest decision I ever made but it made for some good comedy and listeners. One of my highest listener counts. I recorded the show. Not sure how much I drank. According to the file I have saved, I only lasted about 2 hours. Not sure how much I drank before I went on air and not sure how much I drank while on the air. What I do remember is, I called people. I yelled. I swore. I spilled drinks. Even my good friend, G-Rock got in on the action. It was quite the night. I edited the file and broke it down into 14 different files. Below are a few of them. These are probably the cleanest out of them all.
(NOTICE: NOT SAFE FOR WORK. DO NOT PLAY THESE FILES WITH CHILDREN PRESENT. DON’T PLAY THEM AROUND YOUR BOSS.)
While at ROFL, Jendoline and I created a segment we called, “Upcoming Artist”. Jendoline was really the one who found them. I helped with the interview and the recording of the interview. We interviewed a number of people. Our first interviewee, was a teenager out of California. His name is Ronnie Day. A very talented artist. Here a little bit of his interview here. Check out his site. Grab his CD. You can get it at Amazon.com.
Here is a video to “Outside”.
Besides interviewing Ronnie Day, we talked with “Milton and the Devil’s Party” and “The Hamptons“. The interviews are saved but due to limited space, I am not posting them. I can send you them if you like. The interviews were always fun to do. The idea started strong but after some time and I am not sure really why, it just stopped.
Jendoline and I had a great time at ROFL. I cannot recall what happened but she was “fired”. Hard to be fired from a job you don’t really get paid for. The ROFL family was worried that with her leaving I was going to leave to. I assured them that I wasn’t. But I did. This was back in 2005. I recorded my last show at that station. The show that night started out like normal. I started with some R&B. I jumped into some rock and roll. Mixed in some country. Then after a few hours, I switched it up a bit and started to play songs that told them basically, “I’m effin’ leaving.”
The play list at the end…
- Friend is a Four Letter Word – Cake
- People Ain’t No Good – Nick Seed and the Bad Seeds
- Wasting My Time – Default
- When I’m Gone – Three Doors Down
- Bye Bye Bye – N*Sync
- Vanishing – A Perfect Circle
- Bad Day – Fuel
- Nothing To Lose – Billy Talent
- Good Riddance (Time of your Life) – Green Day (or as my mom calls it, “The Seinfeld Song”)
- Plane – Jason Mraz
- Wordplay – Jason Mraz
- Without Me – Eminem
- Ready to Run – Dickless Chicks
- I’m Moving On – Rascal Flatts
- I Want to Break Free – Queen
- When It’s Over – Sugar Ray
- In The End – Linkin Park
- Closing Time – Semisonic
- Goodbye To You – Breaking Point
- Gone – Switchfoot
A pretty good selection I have to say. Jendoline and I bailed on the station and went out to create our own. I will talk about that in the next part of my online deejaying days. Hands
down, the greatest time I had working for an online station. Besides running my own online forums (pitweston.com), this was number 2. Sadly, I shut down my forums. I mentioned in a previous post that I still have the SQL file on my hard drive. I just don’t know if it is even possible to bring it back to life. Not to reopen the forum for posting but just to take a second look at the craziness that went on at the forums. Maybe a whole blog post will be dedicated to the crap we pulled while on the forums. When I quit the station, I had the idea of recording the entire show and playing it with me not on air. I had a file I was going to play at the end of the show but with me not pre-recording the show, I never got to use the file. Here it is.
It was fun. I’ll post the second part to this later this week. But knowing me, it’ll me months before I return to this.
Here is the ending to the short story.
Kent, Kenny and another officer went upstairs to the room where David was killed. “See Kent, I told you a complete mess.” Officer Kenny looked around. The body of David was still of the floor. His hand still clutching the bed sheet. Blood was splattered on the walls and dark red stains were soaked up in the carpet. The body of David Stone had a total of ten wounds in him. Each one the nail was sticking out. A nail was even sticking out of his what use to be his left eye. “What are these kids doing today?” Kent asked himself.
“Well sir.” Kenny said. “Since tat movie Scream came out, teen homicide has risen.” John Kenny shook his head in sadness. “Those kind of movies make me sick.”
“What kind of person would do this?” asked Officer Kenny. Kenny took a few pictures of the scene for file. He walked over to Officer Robert Edwards. “Hey Bob”, as everyone called him. “Really what kind of person would do this?”
“A really sick person. Kent you have any clue who did this?” asked Officer Bob. Kent got up and walked over to the other two officers. “I know who did this.” He said.
“Who?” asked Officer Kenny. He was totally shocked that Kent figured it out with such little evidence. “We don’t need to look for now Steve Beker, but we do need to visit our friend, Pit Weston.”
“Him? Are you sure?” asked Officer Edwards. Kent smiled. “ He killed three people. All of them have no relations to each other. First we have the story he told us. He said Dewey and him had a fight and Dewey stormed out and walked home. We got a call from a student at their school who overheard Pit talking about stopping by the woods to show Dewey something. There is our major clue. They had no fight. They never even went to the store. Pit took him to the woods by his house and killed him there. That is are second death. Then we have David Stone. He lives right next door to Dewey. Why he killed David, I am unsure. This kid is the killer.” Officer Kenny butted in.
“What about the other killing? You say there was three killings. Who is the third?”
Kent put him finger in the air and caught a breath. “I was getting to that. About a mile from Pit’s house, a Nancy Larson was found dead. She was also brutally murdered. A neighbor of hers called us telling us he saw a truck pull up to her house and saw a person enter and leave through the back door.” Kent took a second breath. “I wan this kid watched. We cannot take him in till we have a stronger case. I want to catch him in the act.”
Mrs. Stone walked into the room stilled dressed in her curlers and nightgown. “Have you caught the killer yet?” she asked them.
“No I am sorry, we haven’t. It appearances that he was using an alias. There is no Steve Beker.” Kent told her the upsetting news.
“So the killer is still out there? He can strike again and kill more people? How long are you going to let this go on before you stop it?” for a woman of her appearance, she was actually very smart.
“Ma’am, do you our did your son know a Pit Weston or a Dewey Weiss?” Kent was hoping she would say yes and give him more reason to pull Pit in to custody.
“I know Dewey Weiss. David and him are friends. But that Pit kid, I have never heard of him. Are you saying that Pit and Dewey are the killers?” she was shocked and amazed that someone close to her was no more then a psychopathic killer.
“Well Mrs. Stone three people are dead, one being a woman, another being your son and the other being Dewey Weiss. We are certain that Pit Weston is the one behind all of it. I was hoping you could help us in this case with an insight about the kid, but you can’t.”
Pit was at home packing up his clothes inside a suitcase, ready to leave town. David Stone was dead and now his mom will be all right. He was ready to leave town to work on the mission. “Pit.” The voice said. “Pit, you know you cannot leave yet. It’s Kent. We need to get rid of him, before he gets rid of you.” The voice told Pit.
Pit didn’t bother to ask questions. He was already aware of Kent and who he was. “I know he is here to kill me. I’ll get him in the woods. There I will hide, and when the timing is right, I’ll cut his throat.” Pit was getting darker and darker. He wasn’t relying on the voice for help. It would be only a matter of time before Pit had no real feelings for anything. It would soon be time for Pit to be no longer Pit, but in a way become the voice.
Pit walked out of the room and walked into his mom’s room. “Hello mom. I’ll be back later. Is that alright?” he asked her.
“No Pit. I want you to stay here. I never see you anymore. Besides, I don’t want anything happening to you, like what happen to that Weiss kid.” She said.
“But mom, I need to go. It is important!” Pit pleaded with his mom. His mom still said no. “Pit I am telling you for the last time, now get in your room and stay there for the night!” she yelled for the first time in a long time.
Pit didn’t take to kindly to her demands. “Mom, it is time you learned who is in charge now.” Pit pulled out a kitchen knife he had in his backpack and went for his mom. “Pit!” she screamed. Pit stuck the knife into her chest ten times. It took only twice to kill her, but the power he had inside him, he continued just to see the blood and hear the sound of the knife entering and leaving human flesh. “What did you do Pit? You spent all this time trying to save her, and now look?” the voice said.
“Shut up. I don’t need you anymore. You told me to be strong. Now leave me be or I will get you out of my head.” The voice went away in a flash. Pit was now all alone. He left his house and made his way towards the woods, where he knew Kent would go. This would be the final showdown. Pit will finally meet his match.
“Okay Mrs. Stone, now can you tell us what he looked like?”
Kent had a pad of paper ready and was ready for what she had to say. “Well he was a white kid, I know that.”
“His hair color? What color was his hair?” Kent asked her as he wrote down that the killer was a white teen.
“I’m not sure, he was wearing a hat. I do know that he had black eyes. It was funny though, his eyes were black, pure black.” She took a puff form a cigarette.
“You should quit.” Kent said to her. He smiled and so did she. “Well Mrs. Stone, I am sure this will help. Thank you for your help. And I very sorry for your lose. Take care.” Kent gave her a hug and left. He sat in the patrol car with Edwards and Kenny. “Weston is our only suspect, who else could it be?” Kent was again radioed. “Kent this is Officer Dean. We saw Weston leave. Do you want us to follow him?” he asked Kent.
“No. That is all right, I have an idea of where he is going. Put out an APB just in case. If anyone does see him, I want him brought in, no questions asked.” Kent took a left on vine and made another left on Rockland. “I am going to need an officer or two more at the place where we found the Weiss kid.” Kent turned off the radio and made his way down the street to the wooded area. “Look! There is his truck. You want us to go after him?” asked Officer Edward.
A red truck sat empty outside the wooded area. It had a personalized plate saying ‘CAMLJKY’. “”Edwards head in the woods. Remember to be on your guard. If Pit is in there, he is probably waiting for us. Be very careful.” Kent handed Edwards his gun watched as he disappeared in the woods. “Hey Sargent, you have any idea why this kid killed those people?” Officer Kenny asked him.
Kent shrugged his shoulders. “I have no clue. But kids these day do so many things that no one can explain” Kent told Kenny. It was less than five minutes when they heard two gun shoots go off. “What the hell is going on in there? We’re going in.” Kent and Officer Kenny grabbed their guns and ran into the woods. “We split up. You go that way, and I’ll go this way. If you see him, shoot him. I want this bastard dead.” John Kenny understood and he made his way down the path to the open field where they found Dewey a few days ago.
Kent walked down the opposite path, walking farther into the woods. It got darker and darker, with each step. Kent walked down the path. He walked as quietly as he could. From the trees, a rock came flying, hitting Kent in the back of the head, and knocking him to the ground. “Nice shoot, kid.” As Kent got up, he found his other officer. Edwards was lying on the ground with a kitchen knife sticking out of his back. “You bastard! Where are you? Lets do this face to face!” Kent taunted to Pit to get him to a clear shot. “You’re a coward Pit. A coward.” Kent was hoping that the threats would draw Pit to the open.
“You’ll never catch me Sargent. I am too smart for you.” Pit laughed and tossed another rock, hitting Kent in the arm.
“Get down here now Pit! I want to talk to you!” Kent aimed his gun to the trees, looking for Pit, but found nothing.
“I wouldn’t piss me off Kent. My mother did that and she got what she had coming. You don’t want to die like her, do you? Or do you want to die like your friend over there?” Pit laughed again and again. He found all of this funny.
“God is going to be pleased with me. I have done such good work.” Pit continued. “Once I finish you off, I will be able to continue what I started.” Pit made his way into Kent’s view.
“What do you mean by God will be pleased?” Kent had no clue what Pit was talking about. “Your crazy Pit.”
“You see Sargent. God picked me out of all these other people to save the world. But you are trying to stop me. I am trying to give us ever-lasting life, but you are trying to stop it.”
Kent cocked the gun. “Pit your not saving anyone when all you do is kill people. It won’t give you, me, or anyone else ever-lasting life.” Kent tried his best to get through to Pit, but nothing was working.
“No! You’re trying to trick me. I cannot let you do that.” Pit yelled louder and louder, getting the attention of Officer Kenny, who was now on his way over to Kent’s side.
“Pit give me the gun and we’ll get you some help. I want you to give me the gun. I promise I won’t hurt you.” Kent tried again, but still Pit refused.
“You’re lying! You kind of people do that. You lie to us then take advantage of us!” Pit stepped back to the tree.
“Kill him Pit!” his voice said. Pit got angry and started hitting his head. Kent and Kenny watched as he began to fight with himself.
“”Leave me alone! I am in charge in here. You made me who I am. Now get out of my head!” Pit yelled back.
“I am the one Pit. I was just using you. Now finish the job. We have more missions to complete.” The voice said to Pit.
“Leave me alone! I told you I am in charge.” Pit was losing it.
“What is he doing?” asked Kenny to Kent.
“I have no clue. I have no clue.” Kent responded,
“I am in charge of you Pit. Without me, you will be nothing!” the voice yelled back to Pit.
“I’m in charge! Now if you don’t shut up, I’ll shut you up!” Pit was on the verge of a total breakdown.
“You cannot kill me Pit. I told you that. Now kill Sargent Kent!” the voice ordered. Pit had but one choice on shutting up the voice. “I told you I was in charge! I can take care of myself, I don’t need you anymore!” Pit put the gun to his head and fired. His body swayed back and forth, till it fell to the ground.
“Jesus Christ! Did you see what he did? That kid was nuts!” Kenny said. Kent looked at him and both looked at the body of Pit. The spree was over. Six people are dead and it could have been more. “I am unsure what happen. We have some explaining to do. No one will believe us.” Kent and Kenny waited in the woods; they sat on the ground waiting for the ambulance to arrive. This was one of the weirdest cases Kent has took and was still confused on what was going on in Pit’s head. “What ever was wrong with that kid, will forever be a mystery.” Kent said.