made it

Well, I am back from my wonderful trip to the Mid-West. It was a great time and I will have to share it with anybody that reads this fucking thing anymore. I will be breaking the trip down into chapters to make it an easier read. I don't know about you but I hate reading one long blog post! I may do it all in one day or I may take a few days to post them all. By ALL I mean 3-5 chapters of what I did there.

Not sure if I have any pictures to share. I still have to download and see what we took pics of. I will try to make it a worthy read for anybody that has been here since the beginning! Are you still out there?

I will sprinkle this with the writing that I have always wanted to do here but for some reason was too chicken shit to do all along. Which means there will be a ton of bad language and funny stories that I find to be funny and know that at least one of my readers have enjoyed these types of stories. So sit back and enjoy the read. I will at least put in a chapter or two tomorrow.

ethics of blogging

I am going to be heading back to Minnesota on Tuesday night versus Tuesday day. My wife had forgot to take the day off of work so we could leave early in the morning. It's all good! Been a while since I have done a cannonball run. I think it will take us about 20 hours from here to my destination in northern MN. I am hoping to make some time up by us driving late at night. I just hope that we can get through Chicago before morning rush hour. We will still get there the same time as if we left Tuesday morning so not much of a loss.

I am still not sure if I am looking forward to this reunion. I want to take pics and be able to post them. I am guessing th eethics of blogging is that you should tell the people that you might post their picture on the internet? Not sure I want to do that. This is my haven that I have created for myself. As lame as it is, it's mine! So, do I tell them and they say it's cool I post (if picture is warranted). What if they want to know the address to my blog? Do I tell them? Fuck it! I will figure it out or I just won't post pics of people. I will post other pics of my wonderful homeland!

I am planning a trip to Eagle Mountain (highest point in MN) with my cousin who thinks I am Daniele Boone! He is a crazy 12 year old kid. My wife and son should dig it. Not sure how the boy will handle it but we will find a way for him to make it! Pictures for sure!

Tomorrow night, I will post the first of many blogs of the "trivial" things that I do and think you (if YOU exist) might enjoy reading. The stories will be of real things that happen to me and the things I do. The direction I have wanted my blog to go in for a while. I have taken the subtle hints from the people that give me feedback on the posts of me cleaning up my dogs shit and inevitably dry heaving and drooling all over.

I am also thinking of relaying stories of my past that should inspire people to not be like me. Not that I am a bad guy or done bad things. Gives you an idea of where I have been and why I am who I am. Enjoy! I promise a lame blog before I leave...I may try to blog while in MN.

still lame

Still lame! I have such a nasty headache today. I was planning on dropping my first kick ass blog. You know the one that I have been flapping about as usual? I will get to it soon enough. I am not thinking it is that kick ass but should be a good read nonetheless.

I added this blogorama thing. What the hell is it? Is it worth having? We'll see I guess.

I have to take a pic for the most hyped blog post of the year as well. So when I get of fmy fat ass I will get that done for anybody that cares. I need to sleep or get some rest! I hate headaches more than anything. If I let them go I wind up getting migraines and puking. Fun stuff!

I bought one of those atomic clocks that syncs up with a sattelite and gives me accurate time to the second. It also tells you to the inside/outside temprature it says it's 99.9 degrees outside. Hard to imagine but still it's a hot day out there. Here's the proof!


The Atomic Clock

10 years already!?

I am going to be attending my 10 year high school reunion next week. This time next week I will be in wonderful Minnesota with Team Cackmandu! It have been almost 3 years since we have been out there so my family is excited to see the boy! The last time they say him he was 10 months old.

Have and of you, my readers, been to your 10 year reunion? I am kind of excited! I am not a huge fan of 99% of my class but still think it would be nice to see some of them.

I have 2 really buddies that I still stay in touch with. Weird how that happens. In high school you stay in touch with ecverybody and then soon after graduation they become strangers! One of these 2 buds seems to be still be kind of "clicky" after all these years. Why? Who gives a shit? He seems to talk smack about the people that are still living in the same hometown and haven't done anything! Thats their problem. Why be a dick and think you are better thna they are?

We will be having a get together next Friday at a local bar and my pal is snubbing it so he can go to a pals house and hang out! I understand that when he comes home he would like to be with the people that he enjoys! I would rather belly up to the bar and meet and greet some people I haven't seen in 10 years!

Then my other good bud is good stuff. My wife really like him and his wife! They are a lot more like us. Laid back and easy going! Not as stuffy as my other buddy! I am guessing that I will hang out with him mostly when home.

Anyway, how are these things? Are they "clicky"? You know everybody still in their status roles! Popular to geek? I think that I was lucky enough to be able to be apart of all of the groups.

Well, this is lame! I will post a great one tonight...maybe not great but good! I will also bring back and post some pics of one of the greatest places in the USA!

on the phone II

A nice little update for my 1-2 regulars that I have kept around....my wifes co-worker found the card at her work this morning! Boo-ya! Now I have to wait 7-10 days to get a new one! Did I jump the gun a bit? My says so but I don't! I could have been inadvertently funding terrorsit activities. Well, it's all good my little nest egg has been protected and I will now be inconvenienced for a week.

I am not sure about my readership but I am totally dependent on my check card! I rarely carry cash on me anymore! You have any odea how hard it is to borrow a quarter? A dollar? Next to impossible!

Oh well, tomorrow or Tuesday you will be enlightend to some of my blogs that I have been brewing in my scatter brain for a few weeks now. I will give you the typical speech of it being not worth your time and being sorry that I made you wait and read this lame ass post I have been hyping for X amount of days.

Just enjoy and my good blog pal Smoov hit on what direction I am heading. She used the word trivial. To me that sounds very much like Seinfeld. I am not that creative but do experience some crazy shit and have outlandsih thoughts on my life and everybody elses. So sit back and enjoy the ride that will begin in a day or two.

on the phone

I am bored off my ass and thought I would drop a line. Why am I bored on a summer Saturday night? I am stuck on hold with my bank! This tropical storm thats rolling into the Gulf has fucked everything up and now they have half the staff for phone traffic. My expected wait time was 40 MINUTES!!! How wonderful! I have been on for about 15-20 minutes.

Why should I do this? Oh yeah, my wife lost her check card! With ALL of our money in it. So, yeah, I would like to cancel that as soon as possible. I can't be mad at her though. If there are any of you that have followed me for a while you will remember a fat useless wallet I owned. I had lost it in there and as soon as she canceled it...I found it!

At least there is good music. I have a beer and am going to play some cribbage online. Oh what a night. I wonder if this is worth it? I would like to think so.

Good night and hope everyone is having a better Saturday night than I am. Stevie Wonder's 'Superstition' is playing now...sweet! The writings on the wall.

UPDATE:

I am now at minute 40 of being on hold. Prince is playing! I really have nothing better to do at 11:08 p.m. The thing that will suck is that I will only talk with some one for about 5 minutes.

Minute 64:

Latin Loopy Lou!

Minute 71:25:

Talked for 3 minutes and all is well! What a waste!!

Michael Keaton never had it so easy

Thanks to some prodding from our good friend Smoov, I am kind of back. I have been doing nothing actually. I still have no job and am semi-active in looking.

I have a million posts in my head but never find the time to psot them. So, in the next few days here I will post a few of the top post ideas I have had over the weeks. I am planning on going in that different direction that I have been yapping about. I am sure that I lost most if not all of my small readership. That's fine! I am cool with that. I am over a 1,000 views on my blog and am happy with that.

Well, since I do have so much free time I am been delegated to become Mr. Mom. It has it's ups and downs as life so often does. The good part is that my son no longer has a cast on and is able to hit up the pool. So we go down and swim for a few hours. Which helps with Mr. Moms time later in the evening. Also, I am starting to get a nice tan.

The bad side is that I have a gag reflex like no other. One of my dogs is sick and has soupy poop. I had to help clean up a pile of solid yet wet poop earlier today. I of course gagged and drooled all over. Didn't help that my wife was laughing her ass off at me. We had put her in her crate for a while and I would take her out soon after. Well, I forgot about her and started to taste something...yes TASTE. I can't smell all that well anymore (Thanks Navy). Anyway, I looked and she was in the crate and shitting, no make that squirting, all over her crate. I quickly brought her outside to finish and she was farting and squirting everywhere.
I had to clean her crate and linen. This is a rather large dog so she has a rather large crate. Well, needless to say I had to get the way back of this thing. That meant I had to clean what was in front and crawl in and get the back. Well, that was just dumb. I just tasted pure dog shit. I of course started to dry heave and drool all over again. Meanwhile, my ass is hanging out of my shorts and my son is sticking things in my shorts. What a sight that must have been.

I need a job!