Monday, January 31, 2005
What's that? Can't read them? You must still be hungover.
Friday, January 28, 2005
Thursday, January 27, 2005
Now I hope to be more attentive to my blogging, but not to the point of every hour on the hour, (What, do you think this is Mitchieville?) A shout out to my Bro... http://www.mitchieville.blogspot.com/ The man who keeps our world demented and twisted when the rest of us are struggling to be serious.
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
His passing will be without fanfare and without reverence. Not many will read this or see the tiny article tucked into the obituaries of a small town news paper. In the end he made one final attempt to set things right in a selfless act of finally letting go, so the healing could begin.
Yes. He was all of these things. He was also my father. I will miss him.
Dad (Jan 8th 1931- Jan 18th 2005)
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
Monday, January 10, 2005
Thank you for reading the blog and for your interest in the blogger. I’m sorry to say, though, that your comprehension is not quite right for the specific talents of the people at our blogger at this time.
We sincerely thank you again for thinking of us, however, and wish you the best of luck in finding the right blogger for you.
There...that felt better.
Friday, January 07, 2005
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Thursday, January 06, 2005
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
Physically, I have all my own teeth, as can be witnessed through smile or scowl. I still posses all my own dark hair, but now with a touch of gray and receding slightly. I’m tall and not hard to look at, yet I’ve always been slightly overweight, fighting that lightbulb profile in an ongoing battle in the wasteland. I’m easy going, yet with a vicious temper if the right buttons are pushed.
Humorous, yet moody. Well-intentioned, but versed in the talents of firmly lodging my foot in my mouth. Reliable and loyal, unless betrayed. A dreamer, but a realist. A good worker, who also knows the value of taking it easy. I’m a nail biter and a low talker, who will flip his underwear on occasion to get an extra day before doing laundry.
Basically I’m not an over-achiever. I’m just the average guy. A point that is more disappointing to me, than those around me. That pretty much sums it up.