Ahh Dan Quayle. How could one person come up with so many dumb (or just plain misunderstood) sound bites in one lifetime.
I’m sure it made sense to him at the time….
Anyway.
This 706 Estate Tax Form is going to be a bee-otch.
Highbrow lowbrow for hipster hep-cats
Ahh Dan Quayle. How could one person come up with so many dumb (or just plain misunderstood) sound bites in one lifetime.
I’m sure it made sense to him at the time….
Anyway.
This 706 Estate Tax Form is going to be a bee-otch.
Wobbly and topsy-turvey.
That’s pretty much life right now.
My house is considerably cleaner after yesterday – and I finally made it out to Fish Creek (Linear) Trail for some walkin’.
The blisters on my feet say five miles, but I suspect it’s closer to three. The paths are very nice, although once you hit the trail on the Grand Prairie side, there are no mile markers to tell you how far you’ve gone (beyond the border). Hence, on the Arlington side, I walked one and a half miles, it’s an unknown as to how much I covered on the GP side. I just kept walking until it looked like the trail ended at a bridge, then I turned around.
During the walk, I saw a hawk, swoop down and catch a mouse, a rodent or a rat. It carried it off in flight. Pretty cool to watch nature in action.
Got the battery charger, so I’ll take the camera on the next trip out.
Going to the Dr tomorrow, it has been “suggested” that I might “need” some “medication” so that I don’t burn a bridge down to the hollow timbers at work.
Life…..
is complicated sometimes.
Wow – I just woke up about thirty minutes ago.
I went to bed at one last night, so if I do the math……
*pulls out scientific calculator*
Eleven hours!
Wow. And I was sober even!
All that guitar playing must have worn me out.
….
Random:
I used to be in the chorus at Parker Elementary. We were all singing one day and the teacher said, “Who is harmonizing? Cut it out!”. It was probably me. I didn’t even know what “harmonizing” was!
I got a super automatic. Spoiled little boy.
In an effort to seriously stop my drinking, I invested in a super automatic espresso machine. It does it all for you.
Still in the testing phases……but I might not have to leave the house. Ever.
Just kidding.
Having not imbibed an alcoholic beverage in well over a week or so, I can definitely say that my thought process is about the same….only more sober.
SO, am I drinking to escape? Or because I have nothing better to do?
Also currently in the planning stages for going down for Texas Rockabilly Revival.
I can’t sleep.
Either it’s my current crash and burn mentality, the new green-tea infused vitamins I’m taking, or my tremendous guilt keeping me awake.
I’m ready to bolt, and there’s too much unresolved stuff flying around.
Getting older doesn’t necessarily mean you get wiser. Unfortunately.
I’m hoping pretty feverently that I will be fired.
Tired of the grind.
Definitely lost my camera battery charger, which is kind of a bummer (really a bummer, really)
I just visited a Waffle House (ok, so it was next to my hotel).
Waffle House is probably the most depressing job. Ever.
Not only that, but I’m going to be sick.
I’m going to be completely honest.
No fooling around – my thought processes are completely screwed up.
As of late, I’ve done a lot of things that I really shouldn’t be doing.
I’m going into a lot of directions that I’m not ready for. I just got my divorce a few months ago. It’s also only been two months since my father passed away.
My brain is processing so many things on so many levels, at this point I can’t trust but about 10% of anything that I follow through on.
Anyone that I come into contact with needs to realize I’m just not “right”.
This especially includes anything and anyone that i come into contact in any way, shape, or form when I’ve been drinking.
Unfortunately, this applies to about 99% of the time.
Sorry.