Only 15 Years Behind

Look at me, I'm growing up. Well, only a little bit, c'mon, I wouldn't be me if I did it all at once. As I walked to work this morning it was cold so I pulled on my gloves. Well my gloves are those cheap knit ones with the finger tips cut off. I have always liked them, keep my hands warm and I can still operate stuff. I stared at them and my eyes were opened and decided they looked tacky as shit and took them back off and stuffed them back in my pocket. They just didn't go with khakis and a nice polo shirt and my leather jacket.

I'm a work in progress, fashion-ly speaking (and well, let's be honest, in many other arenas as well). I'm don't wear bad things but lord knows I don't have a clue as how to look good. I'm a jeans and tshirt guy, from day 1 until I croak. I have at least moved on from my concert shirts to regular tshirts. I'm about comfort and simplicity. However, I do clean up pretty damn nicely and I enjoy looking good when I manage to pull it off. Maybe it's an ego thing but who gives a fuck?

Thank god for the wife to hold my hand and drag me kicking and screaming into looking fashionable. Baby steps.

Kleenex Anyone?

Well it is official. Got a full blown cold. It's the worst in the mornings when I get up and tends to be bothersome at work but I have it fairly easy. I know it could be a lot worse, but dammit my nose is getting sore and red from all the wiping. I have had it in the head and some down in my chest this morning but it all has been real light and I am thankful for that.

Shannon and I walked past the guy that allegedly peed by the garbage the otherday and as soon as we both walked inside we both made reference to it, calling him garbage peer.
Methinks he has been branded.

Phan of the Trypto

Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving. Our was good, spent at my parents. Traditional fare was had and lots of it. I got to play with the stuffing this year as the traditional batch was already made. Mom already had sausage and cranberries in it, but I added mushrooms and walnuts to it plus spices and damn if it didn't turn out excellent. I'm old school, load up on the trinity; turkey, stuffing and mashed potatoes all smothered in gravy. Dats good eats.

Only downside seems to be the probability that I am getting sick. I'm amazed I have lasted this long with what is going around at school and the fact that Munchkin and Little have both been sick for the last week plus. So right now I have a sore throat (what about you Amy?) and waiting for it to morph into more. Yay. And this weekend Shannon is working, so will be solo with the kids all day all 3 days. Lord grant me strength. Or at least lose the cold dude.

On a quick aside into bizarro world, when I went out to get cat litter this morning (ughh, don;t even make me go there about why) I swear I saw one of the residents taking a leak by the trash bins. His apt was only like 25 yards away?!! WTF?! Don't even want to know.

Radio Beatdown

Have you seen the XM radio commercial with Snoop Dogg running around looking for his chain. Asking all these celebrities if they have seen and they all say no, and it turns out David Bowie is lying and really has it. I know you've seen it, they show it like every other commercial.

Wife and I are watching TV and that comes on again and I make the flippant remark that David Bowie likes to keep a souvenir from all the guys he's blown. First she says Snoop wouldn't play like that and I'm all, I dunno, Snoop might be down with whatever feels good. She then tells me she is gonna tell him (like they are tight like that) and he's gonna beat my ass.

I think about this for a second and say it might be worth it. Helluva story to tell the kids and whoever on down the line. Shannon retorts with that Snoop himself wouldn't do it but send some guys to do it. I think about it some and come to the conclusion that it might just still be worth it. Still a good story I think, Snoop had to deal with me. Pffft, yeah. Bring it!


Totally playing Mr. Dogg. Just kidding, it's all cool. Fo'shizzle.

Buddist Child

Daaaaaaaaad!!

What?

Come outside and see the ant.

Why?

It's dead.

No thank you.

I beat it so it couldn't crawl anymore.

Oooookay.

Runnin' on Empty

I swear the cat suffers from retardia. For many reasons actually but I'll elaborate on this instance. Most animals will come bother you when they are hungry and their bowl is empty. Not mine, oh no. She has to bother me when she is almost empty.

She is like the low fuel warning light in your car. You're not quite out but if you fuck around too long you will be. That is Cleo. Running around mewing her fool head off letting me know she is almost out of food. The cat would starve before she ate the last remaining bits of food.

Retardia I'm telling ya.

New Blog Smell?

Obviously this will be an experiment. The chances that I will actually manage to stay current with this blog compared to the last can't be all that high. I'm hoping that a change, even a small one like new place and name, will help spark me to write more.

I'm not real sure why the other one died its slow and tragic death. Perhaps I didn't like where it was going or where it had gone. My life is pretty boring and sedate, as far as something to post about for others to find interesting. I think I may have been sidetracked from posting for my sake to posting for others. I'm more than willing to entertain but I need to please myself as well. I think I may have also censored myself in the last one. Worried about what might be thought by those who read. I'm really going to try to not let that stop me this time around.

I hope I can refind my writing voice. I'm sure I have things to share. I can't count the number of times I have been talking, or most likely laughing, with the wife and think, holy shit that needs to be posted. That is part of the laptop desire, that way I can just grab it and capture that moment by writing it down.

I think going back to school and having to do all that writing triggered something. I enjoy writing. I prefer it when I get to be creative and or just off the cuff, stream of conscience style of writing. However, between you me and the 4th wall, I enjoyed it when it was term paper related and what not. Shhh. Let's keep that betwixt us, shall we?

I've rambled enough for now. Here's to new beginnings.

Work In Progress

This will need a lot of work over time. As much as I would like to get it all shiny and pretty right off the bat, it will take time. I'm not sure if I want to mess with creating a new template or modifying this one or just leave it be.

I'll need to work out the links and what not and whatever else comes to mind. All in good time I guess.