The fam is in town ... the part that doesn't turn everything into a major drama and actually knows how to have a good time, that is. We should be out having a good time seeing the city for the next few days.
Unfortunately for you guys (and this blog ) that means another weekend of no posting.
Maybe some pics of the kids when I get back though
A couple of people have been checking in lately to see how I'm doing ...
So sorry to have left you worried, but I have run away and I'm never coming back. Ok, not really ... unfortunately it is only temporary.
I have been enjoying some time in the old stomping grounds ... slipping on the boots again and doing a little dancing, some In N Out, a trip to Sea World, carne asada and the best tortillas on the planet, margaritas at a beachside bar...
Are you sure I have to go back?
In case anyone has missed it, I'm not a fan of my brother's girlfriend handler ... seriously ... HANDLER
I really don't like her even more now that lil bro is moving half way across the country and guess who is going with ...? No doubt to tell him how to do everything and what to think during this new phase of his life.
Even though she just bought a condo, has a job, is in school ... ?
I do not have many polite (or PC) things to say about her or the idea that she is growing more permanent by the day.
So now how do I politely convince my dad that I really do not care about the house he is going to buy for them? I do not care about the neighborhood, the number of bedrooms, how many bathrooms, the style of garage, or whether there is a fireplace!
If I'm not allowed to express a dissenting opinion, don't bring the topic to my table. I spend enough time biting my lip as it is.
If you sent me an email or a comment in the last 2 weeks and haven't heard back from me ... it is because spam is filling my inbox. I have grown weary of even turning on my computer lately because it is just so annoying.
I haven't cleaned up any of the spam comments ... so I apologize for the offensive bullshit they've left lying around.
If anyone has found a good way to deal with spam on a munu blog ... please, let me know. I don't have the patience to deal with this crap at the end of the day.
I think I have become the poster child for why you should not take the bus to work, spend the day at work, go to the grocery store, take the bus home, and then walk to the taxi stand before getting stitches put in your toe.
We decided to leave them in longer than the standard 7-10 days cuz my toe just didn't want to heal right. The edges weren't seaming together really all that well ... bastard seams.
I took those suckers out tonight anyway ... a day shy of 2 weeks since they were put in ... mostly because I was tired of wrapping my foot in a bag every morning to shower and well, because going in to an office to have someone whip out a pair of tiny scissors is just retarded.
It is now clear to me just how bad the cut really was though. With the wound filling in from below and still having a little trench through my toe due to the non-seaming action, it appears the cut was much deeper than I originally or secondly thought.
Lesson of the day: When you experience white pain, bleed all over the bathroom floor, and need longer than 5 minutes to stop the bleeding ... you should probably not make the assumption that you can "walk it off"
But at least I can share a fresh scar with my little cousin who got stitches three days before me!
I may be tired. I may even be exhausted ... after all, its Wednesday.
But I'm declaring it an off day for the pricks at work and anything else serious.
I'm officially getting old - so I can do that shit. (I just might wear a birthday crown to work too ... )
So in the spirit of having a good time in my birthday honor....
Oh ... one more thing ... I ain't actin, I DO own the bar