Surprised this is still here and I can actually log into it.

Hello!

So this is what that switch in the back of the closet does...

Oh God it's raining, and I'm not complaining...

Free drinks for an hour everyday at the hotel bar. I forgot what it felt like to down 3 rum and cokes in that brief time.

Now I just need someone to drunk dial.

-This was supposed to be sent from my phone tuesday night but I missed putting in the thing to send it to.

Been waiting for the night to fall

Go about everyday just waiting for the end

The things a father will do for his kids...

poke me in the eye

Most of the time a fail to see.
I am looking, staring, watching, but I do not process the images.
The images seem to blend into each other, no characteristics to separate them.
It is mundane, prosaic, or just ordinary.
As I begin to examine this lusterless scene, the finer parts come to focus.

Something inside me must actively keep the focus.
Too many intricacies fight for the focus.
Breaking it down and causing blindness.

wife-me-amber

meh, a picture from a few years ago I found on a flash drive sitting in my desk drawer.

yeah

Aged again. Yay me.

Not going to post pictures of kittens and puppies.

Hmmm, I just noticed something from that video and from a picture I recently took. Analysis forthcoming.

Ahh, here it is...

Now if I take a scene from the video and place above a slighty color modified picture we have...

are you still talking??!

I think that everyone at some time is busy during their workday. Getting stopped in the hall for some small talk isn't one of my favorite things. Even if the small talk is leading up to an apology to me, just get on with it. I have stuff to do so I just walked off in the middle of it. I am an ass, so be it.

Reach out and touch faith

When do you actually feel like an adult? When do the insecurities you have start to diminish? I have been wanting to do something for a long time but I haven't done it. Mental setbacks derail my bullet train of thoughts. The derailing is what keeps me from feeling adultish. I should not be worried or concerned about small trivial things. Worlds do not end, life does not cease to exist because of what I perceive to be a setback. I need to stop stopping the forward movement of life. With life on hold there is no hold music.




Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver

Can't you trip like I do

Four and a half hours later M now has her broken arm set and in a cast weighing almost as much as her. She fought the drugs to knock her out. When she was thru and started to come to she kept thinking it was all a dream. It was very odd (read hilarious) watching her reactions to the effects of the meds.

Overall she is fine and that is the important part.

I need a something - STAT!

You would think that after experiencing life with 4 children I would be used to the E.R.
Not the case even with knowing which room they are going to assign us to. M was riding on Z's back while running around the house. M fell off and landed on her left arm. The sound of genuine pain filled the house. Now we wait for the x-rays.

More to follow.

Freddie Mercury sings to me.

It has been a while since I have posted, no special news or events have happened to really talk about. I have been allowing my brain to shut down in the evenings - vegetating with the various flavors of Law and Order on USA. Sometimes I even watch CSI. But nothing special to stand out...

The days are getting hotter and I think about my bike. I have passing urges to replace the tires, do a little maintenance and ride. Riding is just like cutting the grass to me. A simple task that allows to just think, the sounds of the mower are so loud that they isolate you from the world. Someone can yell at you from across the yard and you never hear them. Riding did the same thing, the wind would provide a soothing sound as it pass around my head. The rides that were 20+ miles only seemed long when starting out because I could think without distraction during the ride and end my journey wondering where the miles and time went.

Only in nature...

would you be able to create something that looks like a fuzzy ballsack.

Sitting on my throne thinking.

Sometimes it is the only place I can get a little time to myself... only sometimes.

Babies everywhere!

Baby cat snuck out and got herself knocked up.

contrast - test

This is just a quick test to check out sms blog entries.

Crave

I can taste more than feel

This burning inside is so real

I can almost lay my hands upon

The warm glow that lingers on

Taste, there is a taste associated with the woman I love.

The taste is uniquely her, nothing else reminds me of her flavor.

I will sometimes crave that taste, never being satisfied only

after sampling her, I must devour her all.

Savoring my time with her.