Confounded Accusations

hey, i'm at work. It's kind of slow. The weekend after holidays usually is. We kind of run opposite of retail trends. Which is kind of cool, i guess. Not really. I don't know. Uhm, let's see. I think that thanksgiving was fun. I got drunk at talked shit at my uncle Pete. he's my godfather. I told him that he sucked at it and that he was the worst Godfather since Godfather III. Really though pete is cool. I like him, he does some computer shit that no one understands but it takes him out of the country, i think 75% of the time. Maybe he's like Moe Berg and is really a spy or something. I doubt that but it's kind of funny to think that my uncle Pete is spying on Malaysia for the feds... I think he really goes there for the 10 yr. Old hookers but that's prolly just me projecting myself onto him...

Today is a sad day. It sucks. My beloved, for maybe three weeks hermit crab King Poseidon has died. Long may he rest in the loving arms of his lord Neptune. This sucks. He cost me like ten bucks, well my wife ten bucks and he lasted so short of a time and plus he never really did anything anyway. I got two more. Two little one. They don't have names yet so if you have any suggestions drop me a line, i prolly will ignore them, your suggestions but hey, if it makes you feel good about yourself then do it.
these two are so active, they dart around the tank like the zombies in uhm, After 28 days. Is that what it's called? That was a rad ass movie. It made my old lady cry. That's funny. It made my tongue swell which i heard is a sign of fear. Not sure what good that'll do in a fight or flight situation but i guess it must. Or not, who cares.
Well, uhm that's about it. I guess. Thanksgiving is on the way. My family has a really big dinner. It's really our big holiday. I like it. Last year my wife and i took over the work and everything. It was a lot of work, we bought an awesome turkey, like a fat ass farm grown local turkey and cut little slits in his hide and put garlic butter in em'. We made this awesome ass corn like how my grandma in Tenessee used to do, corn muffins, biscuits, like country style biscuits. Dude it was the shit and no one, NO ONE noticed that anything was any different then the usual swill, fuck em' barbarians.

Hey, my friend sara said that she read this. Well i think that she's a bitch and that she prolly can't even read so fuck her. Oh, i got notice that me and Greg's Strange As Angels comic got accepted by this gay goth magazine. So stay tuned for more on that as more news develops. Anyway i gots to go. I just wanted to test if that twat Sara really read any of this shit or not. Bitchcunt

So i collect comics. It's not a big deal. Tons of dudes do. For the most part it's a fun but expensive hobby. It's worth it overall. I like the stories. The mytholgy, the characters and the art. What does kind of suck though is when some old timer finds out that you like the shit they find that they have to tell you about the stash that they used to have. The stash that ALWAYS has the first superman and the first apperance of Batman but of course mom through them away.
Why did moms do that? It makes no sense. In all the stories i hear about the old days everyone was a waste not-want not penny pincher type so why throw away shit that you spent hard earned coin on? It doesn't add up. I smell a fix here. Oh well, i want to tell them that even if mom didn't huck the shit you still wouldn't have it today. Time, little brothers, weather and just the paper disinigrating in the air all take their toll... That's why old comics have value,cause they all got destroyed. So if you old fuckers had em' today they'd be worthless so quit pining about what could have been and learn a lesson and take care of your shit next time....

Golly, it's raining and it kind of sucks today. Me and the baby are stuck up in the crib with very little to do.. I think she might be going through that terrible two thing that you hear about. She cries and shit all the damn time for no, or close to no reason. It is also suck. One minute nothing then BAM she explodes. The cries are fucking horrible it's just about the worst thing i've ever heard and there isn't much that I can do to stop her. I try and be tender, show her that i love her, hold her give her a kiss but nothing works. I don't want to try and buy her off with candy or videos because that seems like rewarding her for the behavior, I guess i just have to be strong and deal with the noise..
Outside of that there isn't a heck of a lot cooking. Just some boredom.. Yep, winter is boring. Some folks dig it. Get to pull the coats out and all that fun stuff but whatever, i think cold sucks. I much prefer the heat. Cold hurts. It freezes up my joints where as the heat loosens my shit up. Also i put on ten pounds every year and that sucks. I'm like a bear all fattened up for the long winter months. Then when summer rolls around i gots to try and lose it. I need to break that habit cause as i get older it won't be so easy to drop the weight.

Veteran's day. My grandpa fought in WWII, both of em' did. My Uncle, two of em' were in Vietnam. One of them was in Korea as well. My goofy cousin was in Desert Storm, uhm ya so lots of us have served. I haven't. Fuck that noise yo. I got more goin' on to go and get shot at on some foreign shore. I'm a puss when it comes to that crap. Where would i go anyway? Afganastan or however it's spelled. Fuck that dude. Let the bitches wear birkas and get their thumbs cut off. It's fucked right? But i aint the one to go and fix it.. i'd just fuck it up worse. SO, anyway to all you vets out there, have a good one. Drink a beer and eat a wiener on me..

Uhm, Gregs coming over later so we can look over the Strange As Angels short for Obsidian Magazine. I hope it's good but I don't really have high hopes. That sucks but I know how bad Greg hates the idea and I don't really think he's put in his best effort. I asked him if he used photo reference and he was all like "No" so you can take that for what it's worth. So ya, but it's too late as far as the deadline goes so no matter what we're stuck with it. I guess i should just figure the best but honestly i don't really think so.. that sucks. I hope though that i'm wrong cause if the mag accepts this it'd be decent exposure and shit. We could use it.. Who couldn't..
ASide from that there isn't much going on. I woke up, drank coffee read my Wrestling Observer and now i'm here. But what's happened in between? Ya what has happened? (scratching sound effect IE: GrandMaster Flash on the wheels of steel) I think i gotta go, this is a super boring ass post, i'd understand if you didn't read it...

uhm so ya, sorry I've been away from doing this. It sucks but i haven't really had time to jot down thoughts. No, that's not really true, i have had time but i guess i haven't had the thoughts to jot. I got the Ready Made that my friend Sara has an article in. It's cool. Ready Made is a fun magazine. Check it out. Sara wrote the article about sewing stationary. It's cool too. She sends me letters with the sewn paper. They always make me smile.
My loving dog Oola took a series of shits inside my computer room. I'm not mad at her but that doesn't change the fact that it stinks so, well it smells of shit inside my computer room. I think that fact might keep my writing to a minimum today which isn't a great thing becuase i'm within sight of the end of my latest script which i can't get into detail about but it involves gas huffing and extreme fall guy like stunts.. When I was a kid i had this Fall Guy toy where lee majors rode on top of his jeep with a hookin his outstretched arms. Then as he went under this overpass that came included the hook would catch on and he'd come off the jeep and hang off the fixture. It was great. I loved it so much. I really want one. If you have it write me and maybe we can work something out.

Today was my daughters 2nd birthday party. Her b-day isn't actually until tomorrow but today was better logistically. Whatever,so ya we had the party. It was fun, people ate, babies played. It was good. Really, so why do i feel bad. I don't think that you have to be a doctor to figure this shit out. I turn 30 on tuesday. Ya, my daughter and me pretty much have the same b-day. That's cool but it means that I never get to really have a party of my own or any shit like that ever again. That's ok. I'll live but still it kind of sucks. So, i'm in a bit of a mood. I think for my birthday all i'd really like is to go out for sushi with people i like, My wifey, greg, maybe my pal sara, not that i wouldn't want her there because i would love it but she lives eons away and maybe Lola the cute librarian at my work, i don't know who else but that's all, not much, maybe some sex later that night, whatever.
I think my old lady is going to get me a hermit crab. I think that should be cool. I had one before but it died after i sprayed it with what i thought was water which you are supposed to do from time to time but with what was really my homemade bleach spray.. I felt really bad. I killed him. I hope I do better this time. Well I am older and hopefully a little bit wiser.