Deal JuJitsu Carlos Coquet Computer Maverick and the Sale of the Osborn Like XT
In 1992 I bought out a computer school. For the total of 1500 dollars I got -1- a bunch of computer desks, chairs -2- television projection units ( an ancient version of DLP ) -3- washer / dryer -4- a couple of computers -5- god knows what else
This was one of the computers This was my first deal where I was trying to make a buck on my own. So I ended up with all this stuff piled up in the garage and now needed to sell it! One of the more memorable encounters selling this stuff was with Carlos Coquet the Computer Maverick.
Carlos' business card. Colorful character, colorful card He called up and got directions. He was driving from North Scottsdale to Litchfield Park Arizona. It took him about 50 minutes to drive there. I had listed the computer for 120 dollars but he did what everyone tries to do when they buy secondhand…they try to finagle a lower price. Carlos: I am looking at this computer and I think I could not possibly pay more than 80$ for it. Me: Well … I have another guy coming to see it tomorrow night. If he does not buy it then you can come back and buy it. Carlos: Ooohhh the drive here was so long. Alright I will give you the 120. Me: chuckling inside and thinking..there was not another person coming to look at the computer. But finally the endless ripping I had been sustaining as a novice seller had come to an end. I had finally learned a little deal jujitsu.
Sonofa! After receiving the comment below regarding calling the number I googled Carlos and found his website:
http://www.computermaverick.com/
… I still do not exactly know what a computer maverick is but that is 95% of the fun.
UPDATE: As you will see below a couple of people below have reported Carlos has passed away. Some commenters had criticized me for placing his card here with his information. I no longer have any self doubt about this. My heart is warmed by the people who left comments regarding his passing and how they miss him. It's interesting how the really good people can pass through your life very rapidly and leave a trace that in the end increased my humanity. Carlos we miss you.
A Night in Shining Armor
I have a friend Mark who dated a depressive girl for a while. She grabbed a photo off of the net and did the artwork and emailed it to him with the caption written beneath the photo. He forwarded the email to me as it was quite freudian and funny. Signs of failure abound in this artwork. First of all this knight is up to his knees in water. Not a good thing when you are wearing iron. The worst part is you sink and drown if you fall. Secondly and more germaine is you rust. I knew her so it was likely she sensed the relationship was a temporary one at best. Of course cutting and pasting in the face is more than a little comical also.
Her words were "My knight in shining armor …..or not."
Smell the Sweat and Perfume – Our suspicions can give us away
One time a long while back I dated a really good looking girl I met on Squaw Peak named Daniel. Incredibly beautiful body and face. She was a strawberry blond. One time we visited my friend Mark after hiking. We stopped by his apartment to talk for a while and then left. Daniel was wearing some sort of fragrance or deoderant. She generally smelled good no matter what. After we left Mark's girl friend Cathy arrived at his house. She walked in the house and said " Who have you been having sex with? It smells like sweat and perfume in here!" A classic line if ever there was one. She was a bar tender and tended to be on the easy side to get into bed so she should know about the smells. Later he caught her in bed cheating on him. Our suspicions can give us away. Just as there is no honor among criminals. Said another way we transfer our behavioral expectations upon others. We expect others behave as we do. Thus if we are shifty we tend to be very suspicious. Of course dating is brutal in the USA where there are so few attractive women to be found so this rule of human behavior must be applied judiciously.

This Statement is False
…This is Dave Hilbert's answering machine . I am not here right now. I am sure you are a Feynman so please leave a message because I'm out Turing.
Yoko and the story of the Air Woman – Black
Jordan the Ebony lovedoll with 3 loving passages: The webpage gives the sizes so you can buy clothes for it. In the mid to late 90's I had an exceptional Japanese girlfriend that I met because of working at a particular electronics firm where she also worked. Her name was Yoko. She was an energetic lady whose father had been a kickboxer in Japan. She was the sweetest thing. She was also extremely good in bed. I was a bit of a scondrel in the 90's with a muscular 6'4" 220lbs body with blue eyes and shaved head. The problem was I was too pretty. I would send out a photo over aol for example and very soon the lady I sent it to would be in my apartment doing unmentionable things. Like other men I had a hard time saying no. So one day I am working at a lab bench and a new janitor walk by pushing a broom. She's a black / white mix with an incredible body. Of course my silverback hormones immediate flush into my bloodstream. Over time I started talking with her and she used to day things like "You should be a model….bla bla lba you are so hot bla bla lba". These were direct tipoffs. In those days when a girl said anything of the sort and I was not at work I immediate started removing her clothes. However due to her working the same place as my girfriend and I worked I figured it was going to be a bit difficult to act out on my evil thoughts. But one day she mentioned she was having trouble with her math class. Being an engineer I felt it unkind to deprive this minority lady from a good home schooling. Long story short I was at her place for 2 hours and the math lesson lasted MAYBE 3 minutes. Now I know the phrase having sex with the janitor does not have an appealing ring but alot of cute mexican and black girls get hired in Arizona for cleaning. My best friend broke through the language barrier for long enough to end up in the broom closet with a sexy mexicana who spoke no english for example. This girl was hot. And I like doing her. She was a bit dumb but sometimes its just plain fun to schtup a dumb girl. I only did her once because I figured more could only lead to trouble. Cut to a few monthes later. Yoko comes to my engineering lab bench. She says come outside I need to talk. I always tried to discourage this behavior because it appears unprofessional. Heck it IS unprofessional. But there's something sexy about having a chick your doing at your place of work. So in order to shut her up I went outside with her and this is how the conversation went: Me: What is it Yoko? This is so unprofessional …do you know how it looks for me? ( secretly thinking it farkin turns me on ) Yoko: Do you have AIR WOMAN ……. BLACK ? Me: (….I think to myself jesus she knows about the janitor. I adore yoko. I do not want anything with her to end. She's THAT good. And she cooks pretty good too. …) …What???? ( trying to sound incredulous .. …( meanwhile I feel the very hot sweat on my face you feel when you have been caught ) Yoko: Do you have Air woman…..black ???? Me: ( by this time I realize that Yokos english is not that good so she doesn't speak figuratively very often…so I guess NO …she does not know ) ……Yoko…You have been to my house a thousand times…..have you EVER EVER EVER seen a party doll there ???? Yoko: Well…..maybe you get out….You pump it up…..you done …you fold….you put away. ( when she says "pump it up" she makes the motion using her hands and feet of an old fashion tire pump to air up a tire ) Me: The motion of her pantomimed air pump is absolutely HILARIOUS ……I break out laughing! Yoko: Looks at me laughing Me: Yoko ….NO I do not have an Air Woman …Where did you get the idea I did ???? Yoko: Olivia in manufacturing said you did! Me: How the heck would Olivia know this ??? ( Olivia was an oldish 55 at this time !! and there was NO WAY she could know anything sexual about me ) Yoko: Laughing by this time …..she really is the funniest person I've ever EVER known including Jerry Seinfeld on TV ! We went back in and I realized I was good for another day. She'd be coming over later for some more very very good sex. It was awful how I lied to her. Had sex with woman after woman but she still cared for me. We humans go through phases and I guess this was my era. Later I had to say goodbye to her because she already had her kids and her tubes tied before I even met her. So no kids for me if I stayed…and I wanted kids.
How to Show Off – Catching Squirrels with your Bare Hands
I have a friend who has very quick hands. We'll call him Hans. One day Hans said I'm so fast I can catch birds and squirrels with my bare hands. So we found a squirrel in the park and he crept up all stealthy like a cat. Then in a flash his hands grabbed the squirrel but somehow managed to get an incomplete grip. The Mr. Rocky J. Squirrel was instantly in defense mode and sunk his teeth into his mid-finger knuckly quite deep as they have long teeth. Hans was there in the park waving his hand with Mr. Squirrel flailing and luckily let go after a short bit. It was quite a show. I have not laughed so hard in a long time in spite of the fact it could be bad for my friends health having squirrel germs dead square in his finger joint.
You can not put a bobcat in a toolbox
One of the funniest crook stories I ever heard was the story of how a ranger had been called out to capture and transfer a bobcat to a more appropriate location. The only thing the ranger had to put the bobcat in was a toolbox. He did so after capturing it and left it in his truck. While he was away from his truck a couple of car thieves made off with truck and contents. They found the truck skidded off of the road with the interior bloodied up. Seems the greedy crooks had opened the toolbox while driving. The bobcat was of course highly annoyed at having been in the box and proceeded to go medieval on them. Note this story was told to me in 1990 before the internet so it must be true.
The funniest monsters – Mummies and Frankenstein
I’m not sure which is funnier mummies or Frankenstein. Have you ever been on the phone were your friend is talking endlessly? You’re obliged to give the acknowledgement sound to puncuate the end of each sub-idea. Uh-huh. They just keep going mm mmmm. And you keep uh huhing. After a while Read more…

