I feel the way about Macklemore the way Ricky Bobby feels about Big Red gum: If you don't like The Heist, then fuck you. Also, Vikings the show is an awesome warm-up to Game of Thrones. I've spent the last hour re-reading Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs. God, I can't believe that shit is ten years old.
Fuck I hate going to church, I'd rather take a beating. Twice a year I am forced to sit through this shit.
That's strange. I woke up last night to find a drunk rabbit grunting and shitting colored eggs in the corner while mumbling something about Jesus and chocolate. Later, we're going to celebrate the resurrection of the jewish son of God by eating a very un-kosher ham for dinner. This is a strange holiday.
So back when I moved to Ottawa about 1.5 years ago there was this girl who was facebook stalking me and was sparing no effort to message me and meet up with me. I had met her parents several years before at a retirement dinner and they wanted me to give her advice to get into pharmacy school. Well after I'd moved we'd arranged to meet, slight miscommunication and she cancelled, then dropped off the face of the earth and bailed on a rescheduled meeting and didn't message me again. Well, I ran into her on Friday. Which was rather unexpected as I was in Montreal at a birthday party for my friend's friend's girlfriend at this restaurant (though as the muppets would say it was really more of a supper club). She recognized me from my facebook pictures, I guess. I told my friend about his and she said, "see? This is why I don't use facebook. Nothing good comes out of it."
No church for us, just letting the kids load up on candy before they go to dad's in an hour. It's only fair. Unrelated, but I love this song.
Here's to my being single, and having no intention of being with a woman who would "force" me to go to church, even twice a year. Hail Satan.
I posted this in the R/R thread but whatever. My neighbors are blasting music, getting wasted, and apparently theres nudity going on. Hail Satan indeed.
Me and the dog jumped in the truck and went for a ride to the store for beer and.....well, beer. Standing in the intersection right in front of the store is a kid, probably 18 or 19, selling Sunday papers. I bought one from him and out of nowhere he asked me, "Sir, are you going to the store by chance"? I told him I was in fact. He asked me if I could get him a Mountain Dew and gave me my money back. So on the way back, I gave him the money for the paper, a Mountain Dew, and threw in a beer on top. I feel like I made that guys day.
Encouraging underage drinking?? You make me sick, sir. SICK! Beer is a gateway drug, in almost 100% of cases it leads to future abuse of Whisky, Tequila, Rum and Gin. If that kid is particularly susceptible to addiction, it may even lead him to try JAGERMEISTER! You couldn't have done that kid a worse turn if you'd put a semi-automatic pistol in his hand and invited him to play Russian Roulette with you. My easter's being spent wearing a hole in the couch, alone. I have a shitload of reading and writing to catch up on, plus it's the end of the month and I'm flat broke. Tomorrow, on the other hand, I'm gonna buy the inevitable monumentally discounted joint of meat, roast the shit out of it and watch Game of Thrones with a bunch of people while I quaff ale out of my horn mug. It's the little things.
Because if he had, I'd make him tell me all about it. I'm not one for buttsex, but if Ryan Gosling wanted it, I'd take it and then apologize for not having been more enthusiastic about the idea initially. Phwoar. The Swede has been hitchhiking down the East Coast. It must be way less scary when you're well over six feet and sporting impressive facial hair. My sister had expressed interest in the idea, because she is tiny and female and would easily find a ride. I told her she would also easily get gang raped by lonely truckers with no morals. I'm such a good big sister, looking out for her best interests.
I took my kid to church. Everyone started by mentioning how adorable she looked in her little Easter dress and yellow sweater. Then the service started, and she made a few things abundantly clear: 1) She was tired (she woke up last night at 11 PM, stayed up until about 2 AM) 2) This was her nap time 3) If we all insisted in interrupting her nap time with church, she was damn sure going to interrupt everyone's church with her screaming 4) My wife and in-laws are stupid when it comes to removing her from situations where she is being a disturbance. Seriously, parents (and I include my wife in this, because I had to give her this lecture in the car on the way home): if your kid is being a screaming, whining, fidgety nuisance, and bothering everyone around them, REMOVE THEM! Don't try to placate them, because you can't placate a whinny, tired 1 year old. Take them, get up, and go. I said at least five times today "can I just take her to the nursery?" which was always met with one of the following: "No, she's not being that bad." "We can take care of her!" "She's just tired!" "No one cares if she is loud!" Yeah, I care. Finally, right before the sermon, she started yelling when my wife took away the paper she was trying to put in her mouth. I picked my daughter up and left. I didn't ask this time; I won't be the parent that lets his kid ruin everyone else's day. I can tell this will be a source of arguments between the wife and I. I just can't understand how someone can be so completely and utterly unaware/uncaring of how their (and their offspring's) behavior is affecting others. She wants to take her to restaurants and, just everywhere, and I've said if she starts acting up in any way, I'm taking her and leaving. No more questions, its just happening, and my wife better just make peace with it.
Because the girl I have over would be annoyed. I got laid last night, I saw boobs this morning. Nudity is all relative to how much you've seen lately. And it depends on whos getting naked, in this case isn't the A or B team.
I should be doing work but I'm tipsy drinking beers. My roommate is smoking a turkey breast and drum sticks. His girlfriend is making key lime pie, mustard greens, and mac and cheese. This shit is going to be delicious. The two of them usually annoy me but fuck if they can't be downright awesome at times. I offered to cook all sorts of stuff but they wouldn't let me...So I started drinking.
Who showed up his kinda asshole uncle by out Southerning him at church and dinner after? This guy. Now a little bourbon and bud until Zombies. Gonna start and end the day celebrating the reanimated dead.
Apparently a bench player from Louisville just had such a horrible broken leg, players actually puked after watching it happen. No bueno.