I lifted the toilet seat and noticed an insect had found it’s way into the bowl. As it struggled to break the surface tension of the water I continued with my pre-determined course of action and began to urinate. As I did this the thought occurred to me that perhaps this insect was some horrible person reincarnated in this tiny body, destined to be pissed on and flushed down the toilet....
Lately I’ve been spending a lot of time at work. A few weeks ago the Missus and the Yunguns went to see the in-laws. They stopped off at work and my daughter made the comment that they were at the place where ‘daddy lives’. Heartbreaking. With the end of that ramble my point was that I have time to check tumblr on the weekend and all you damn people are out having lives. So...
Gum--Chew on it.
I will not abide another toe.
Tired am I when sometimes like Yoda I talk.
For the record, it’s so hot my soul is melting.
The best part about being in contact with both sides of the world is that you can ‘hear’ people bitch about how hot and how cold it is.
Sha lalalalala Sha lalalala Sha la la la laaaaaaaaaaa
And another Horace Silver afternoon/evening/whatever thing.
My closest friends, the ones whose funeral I will attend in my 80’s even though I hadn’t seen them in 20 years are as follows. Blonde haired, Blue eyed white boy named Gonzalez Half Dutch Half Portagee Mexican Jew Expat world hopper who seems to have found a permanent home a world away. The Denim Messiah who fell off the deep end. Some years ago the comment was made that the only...
15 or less years ago summertime was sitting in a late 80’s Cadillac Coupe D’Eville on the bank of a canal on the edge of an Almond orchard, eating cheap pizza with a blue eyed, blonde haired white boy named Gonzalez, a half Dutch half Port-a-gee son of a raisin farmer and a baked Mexican national who thought singing Sittin’ On the Dock of the Bay was the most beautiful thing a...
Last night I think I had my first father/son type conversation ever. One thing I’ve heard from the non-blood member of my families is that a constant amongst the men in my family is their lack of communication skills. The Sex talk happened when I was 13ish. We were on our way to work (I was working for Dad) and he started awkwardly. I had to stop him. ”Dad,” I said,...
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After 14 years I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m done. 14 years that have shaped and defined who I am. 14 years of going to work for the same company. 14 years of my adulthood in a large part defined by work that I no longer have a passion for. I have no idea what I’m going to do but I need to hurry up and figure it out because I can’t do this anymore. 3 2 1 ...
It’s not that I’m in love with Ice-T, I just like the way he runs...– My wife. I don’t know either…
The future BC
I believe that Jason Lee is on a career path to be the next Bruce Campbell.
Yesterday I drove 760 miles in a little less that 13 hours with an average speed around 80 miles an hour. Today I got a speeding ticket driving home from the grocery store in a newly posted 40mph zone.
We stepped through the wardrobe, boys! Into the land of Aslan! We have this...– Ranger Anna & The Toulumne Funk Run « Who Dares Do More is None I start Aug. 19th. Ten Days later and I will be howling this at the summer air as I drive out of the Owens Valley.
The goldish faded paint of your Fiero didn’t detract from the coolness of the Firebird decal on the hood. The aviator sunglasses and trucker hat weren’t evem that surprising. The bald spot on the crown of your head surrounded by that douchebag emo-boy haircut told me that you like to huff the gold spraypaint.
We’ll be spending the next week with my family. I have a niece that is just a few weeks old. Th Missus has already spent the majority of time holding the baby and looking at me with the ‘Oh yea, let’s have another’ look.
When I was a teen the best thing ever was going to the mall and watching the girls make lemonade.
I’m leaving this world for a week. I’m going somewhere where technology can’t touch me. It’s time to hike and fish and enjoy the company of family. I’ll be back soon enough.
This will more than likely be a long rambling post because I need to get my head straight. In other words, this post is 1000 monkeys pounding away on typewriters in hopes that beautiful, poignant and meaningful writing emerges. Over the last few months I’ve been feeling a growing disinterest in my work. I know that everybody has to work and for the most part we, in one way or another...
The hardest question to answer is why...
xntrek: exit417: redjeep: icanfeelthepressure: (via mellony18) why? Why not.
Tumblr has now been blocked by Data Security. I guess they expect me to be productive now.
You’ve been talking to Tuesday and Sunday haven”t you?
Remember Sunday when I said I wanted to punch Sunday in the face and remember how I said Sunday fought dirty? Well, I got Sunday under control. What I didn’t know was that Sunday had a big brother named Tuesday who is kicking my ass.
I dreamt last night that I was hanging out with some of you people, in the late 1800’s at a piizza place.
If anyone else is thinking of fighting with today be forewarned, it fights dirty.
I’m ready to punch this day in the face.
I get home and the fridge is dead.
I’ve been sitting at an intersection for 15 minutes waiting for this pesky marathon to pass.
Remember when you were 5 and everything was possible? Happy 5th birthday Dad.– AT&T commercial. Damn thing makes me weepy. I’d better check my hormone levels.
BIL, SIL, MIL and Nephew have just arrived. Time to hide. Almost glad I have to work tomorrow. Who am I kidding…I’m still pissed I have to work tomorrow.
When I look at your record for the last four years and see that you are put on disability for the first two weeks of July each year, you’re damn right I’m going to question your integrity.