Well, too damned bad! It’s summer, and I’m sweating at six in the morning. Can’t we just skip the last part of summer in Arizona? Wait. I take that back. Let’s wait a few days. I’m looking forward to my birthday. Guess I’ll sweat it out. Take note, Summer: Winter is coming. And Winter? I’m
I finally won my first game of Trivial Pursuit! In your face, past Me! Booya. I was excited until Jenny pointed out that I beat our kids at Trivial Pursuit Junior. Well, shit. Now I’m feeling slightly less awesome. No. Screw that. I had fun, and that’s all that matters. My wife and kids played
Today is weird. I woke up feeling great. I had a responsible breakfast, and took my medication. I did my normal, but now I feel faint and sick. I’ve done a pretty decent amount of sitting on the stairs instead of going up and down all at once. I can only attribute this to my
When someone comes over to our house, they all get the same spiel about the cats. Don’t pet Lavinius, even if he gets on your lap. Just let him get down again, and he won’t hurt you. Pet him, and suffer his rage. Ezra, however, you can chase down, pin against the wall, love, pet,
Getting back to “real life” while depressed can be fucking difficult! Yesterday, my dad was released for the physical therapy/rehab center, and he got to go home. First, though, he came over to have chipped beef on toast, because delicious food is delicious food. While we hung out, I organized my Magic: the Gathering cards.
There’s this thing I do. I do it all the time. Whether I mean it or not, whether or not I want to. I smile. I smile all the time. It’s an old habit. When I was very young, my mother coached me to smile. It probably started with the normal mom-impulse. She wanted to
Last night was a blast. We had fun eating too much pizza, eating ice cream, and playing games with the kids. After they had adjourned to enjoy the last week of summer break, we busted out Cards Against Humanity. We all dreaded playing without George. It was one of our favorite games to play together. Preferably
I feel like I’m faking my entire life right now. I smile when someone smiles at me. I laugh when people make jokes, and smile kindly when appropriate. I hug and thank people for inviting me over. I smile and enjoy what I can. But Jenny catches me staring into space. I feel her eyes
I am regularly caught by surprise by parenthood. Sometimes, my brain just kicks in, and I’m just sitting there thinking, “Did I just do that?” Sometimes it’s awesome. Every once in a while, you just have to be able to stop trying so hard. Yesterday was one of those days. Quietly coaching the Boy about
That’s it. I am absconding with the word “peopling” or “to people”. Usually, one uses this word in reference to adding a population to an area. Whether it’s God filling the Earth with humans, or creating a colony in a new place. I’d like to add a new definition: People: [pee-puh l] v. 1. successfully interacting
