Wife, as always, has a fire under her ass and had to get up early for a meeting at 7:00am. Since we are not going anywhere, I have the weekend to decide if I am still going to take next week off. I feel like taking the week off and relaxing will do me good, but I am also the kind that gets bored sitting around doing nothing.
Javalina seems to know that since we are not going anywhere, it would be fun to still piss a bunch of money on him. His TV has suddenly become questionable. It has been turning on without turning on. You can make out words on the screen, but it is like the bulb is super dim. The first time it happened, I assumed he had been playing games on it for awhile, so I told him to let it rest while I showered and it worked. Last night, he said he hadn't used it all day and it didn't want to work, so I don't know, maybe we'll be shopping for a new television, I know he wants a big 60incher, like his bro bro.
Anyways, Wife was out there taking care of business, I jokingly told her to go get us some Round Rock Donuts since she was going to be out there so early. She managed to not only come home with the donuts, but she said she also ran and got herself a oil change. That seemed like a good idea and since I am about to go get her new tires, I suggested she also replace her cracked windshield. She's been hesitant to do it while she is still working down there because she just feels another truck will crack it again. At least since we are not spending all of our savings on the trip we were supposed to be on, if she manages to interview and land a job back there, she will have the funds to do it right away. The longer we have that little "buttplug" of a car, the more I like it.
Staying home without an agenda finally gave us time to clean up the yard, at least in the front. Wife cut the grass, while I worked the trimmer. The biggest accomplishment yesterday was tearing out a dead tree right in the middle of our lawn. It was planted as a new tree but it never took. Since I had not ripped it out, it had smaller branches from the bottom that we just ignored. These made the stump act like it was alive and the roots would not give up. The tree came right out, I pushed it forward and backward and the tree snapped near the bottom.
There was probably two feet of tree left, I thought a strong rope and a little power from the excursion would get it, but my straps snapped. I then took out my Dewalt rough cut saw and used it to cut through some of the roots and vines all in the ground. I honestly had to come back in and out of the house about 3-4 times, it was so hot. Finally, Javalina helped me a bit and he even volunteered to make the hole bigger to plant the new tree. The new tree is a Magnolia tree with big beautiful rubbery leaves. I just hope it can work in the soil we planted it in. If it works out, it will surely be on f the prettiest trees in the neighborhood, so let's see what happens.
Saturday, June 30, 2018
Thursday, June 28, 2018
6/28/18 Here We Sit All Broken Hearted?
Here we sit all broken hearted, The trip is shit, Boy barely farted. As Han Solo would say "I have a bad feeling about this", I never felt the trip to Wisconsin was going to happen. Boy doesn't seem to have anything wrong that doctors could see, but that isn't stopping him from being whiny. In the interest of decent parenting, I must recuse myself from the vacation we were fixing to take with my in-laws. It just seems wrong to head off into a week of supposed fun roaming the country while one of my top two sperms sits at home wondering if he'll ever get any better.
After going to the emergency room on Monday night, we had figured whatever was in his system would have ridden itself out by now, but apparently not. They did a couple of checks, the spinal tap, and a cat scan while also taking about five vials for different blood tests to determine what is growing in him. Wife took him back to Austin Regional Clinic today and the doctor there was able to call St. David's and get the results. Everything was clean as far as all the blood tests, on top of the no meningitis or tumors leaves less and less that could be wrong.
He had continued to be a pain in the ass since getting home from the E/R. He kept complaining of having the massive headache, the body aches, then the headache went away but it got replaced with a shoulder pain, which is why Wife took him back to the doctor. The only difference today is she told him to take more ibuprofen which he did and that allowed him to sleep more.
Consequently, we will have to find something to do locally and call it a vacation. There is the Austin Zoo or sleeping all day. We could go to Katy Mall or sleep all day. I don't know, stuff has a way of fixing itself. Keeping it short because it is almost the end of the day.
After going to the emergency room on Monday night, we had figured whatever was in his system would have ridden itself out by now, but apparently not. They did a couple of checks, the spinal tap, and a cat scan while also taking about five vials for different blood tests to determine what is growing in him. Wife took him back to Austin Regional Clinic today and the doctor there was able to call St. David's and get the results. Everything was clean as far as all the blood tests, on top of the no meningitis or tumors leaves less and less that could be wrong.
He had continued to be a pain in the ass since getting home from the E/R. He kept complaining of having the massive headache, the body aches, then the headache went away but it got replaced with a shoulder pain, which is why Wife took him back to the doctor. The only difference today is she told him to take more ibuprofen which he did and that allowed him to sleep more.
Consequently, we will have to find something to do locally and call it a vacation. There is the Austin Zoo or sleeping all day. We could go to Katy Mall or sleep all day. I don't know, stuff has a way of fixing itself. Keeping it short because it is almost the end of the day.
Wednesday, June 27, 2018
6/27/18 Cake, Cool Band Or Cold Killers?
I was trying to introduce my younger boy to Cake who I was obsessed with back in the 90s and 2000s. He did not fall in line like Boy did, back in the day. He heard Satan Is My Motor and thought they were evil or that something dark is going on with the band somehow. I then explained that Boy loved "Sheep Go To Heaven, Goats Go To Hell" and he said these guys sound guilty of something. "Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps" sounds like a cruel taunting of a girl not wanting to commit to a man on edge. 'Friend Is A Four Letter Word" is just the girl spitefully refusing him, he almost wishes there was more to what she says, but she will never like him. I was trying to play some of the lyrics and he stopped me constantly to say see, he is pretty much admitting guilt of a crime.
Javalina got it in his head that the first album, Fashion Nugget is just an admission by the songwriters of some brutal killings. I kind of led him from certain song to certain song once he got on a train of thought, but the lyrics are there for anyone to decipher. Once he heard "Stickshifts and Safetybelts" (buckets seats have all got to go, when I'm sitting with my baby, I need her next to me.) He says that she could be there, but really he has already made up his mind to kill her and her body is in the trunk, that is why she is not sitting by his side. He only got more gruesome on the next song, "Italian Leather Sofa" which to me has always been of an old man who remarried a bimbo. He likes her in silky dresses, she likes his rich man things like his Italian leather sofa, gold watch, etc. Javalina said the gold watch came from retiring from the murder business, all the phrases of she doesn't care as long as blah blah blah are because she is dead and the only thing bouncing on his Italian Leather Sofa are her and her friend's boobs which this madman has cut off with his "knife with a serrated edge which he moves back and forth." That one made me say wow and stop for a second. I then tried to change the tone by saying how about this one, "I Will Survive", starting with "At first I was afraid, I was petrified, I kept thinking I could never live without you by my side...." the boy was on a roll, he said yeah, that was his guilt and then he sang I Will Survive when he realized he had gotten away with it.
It was almost fun to hear someone else interpret songs I've felt I've known for years and years, but I did not expect my sunshine boy, my Big Boy to think this dark. We were having fun and I was probably pushing him, like with the last song as he was getting up I said what about "Mexico". He said easy, that's where you go when you commit a crime, everyone knows that. The song says "I don't know much about Cinco De Mayo....", yeah, guilty people aren't from there, they just run there to hide. I love that Javalina is quick like that.
No disrespect to Cake, I have truly loved their music and it got me through some dark times back in the 90's. This was my way of playing with my son and getting him to discover a new sound, mostly after Boy's gf said she was not a fan of Cake.
Javalina got it in his head that the first album, Fashion Nugget is just an admission by the songwriters of some brutal killings. I kind of led him from certain song to certain song once he got on a train of thought, but the lyrics are there for anyone to decipher. Once he heard "Stickshifts and Safetybelts" (buckets seats have all got to go, when I'm sitting with my baby, I need her next to me.) He says that she could be there, but really he has already made up his mind to kill her and her body is in the trunk, that is why she is not sitting by his side. He only got more gruesome on the next song, "Italian Leather Sofa" which to me has always been of an old man who remarried a bimbo. He likes her in silky dresses, she likes his rich man things like his Italian leather sofa, gold watch, etc. Javalina said the gold watch came from retiring from the murder business, all the phrases of she doesn't care as long as blah blah blah are because she is dead and the only thing bouncing on his Italian Leather Sofa are her and her friend's boobs which this madman has cut off with his "knife with a serrated edge which he moves back and forth." That one made me say wow and stop for a second. I then tried to change the tone by saying how about this one, "I Will Survive", starting with "At first I was afraid, I was petrified, I kept thinking I could never live without you by my side...." the boy was on a roll, he said yeah, that was his guilt and then he sang I Will Survive when he realized he had gotten away with it.
It was almost fun to hear someone else interpret songs I've felt I've known for years and years, but I did not expect my sunshine boy, my Big Boy to think this dark. We were having fun and I was probably pushing him, like with the last song as he was getting up I said what about "Mexico". He said easy, that's where you go when you commit a crime, everyone knows that. The song says "I don't know much about Cinco De Mayo....", yeah, guilty people aren't from there, they just run there to hide. I love that Javalina is quick like that.
No disrespect to Cake, I have truly loved their music and it got me through some dark times back in the 90's. This was my way of playing with my son and getting him to discover a new sound, mostly after Boy's gf said she was not a fan of Cake.
6/26/18 One Loose Screw On A perfectly Running Machine?
We run almost in perfect sync. To keep up our crazy pace with Wife working and coming and going three hours away, me working nights, Boy working his full time thing downtown and Javalina currently enjoying his summer break requires us to be on top of our shit. Even parking in our driveway, we must do it a certain way. If Boy comes in sloppy and parks behind Wife, then when she is trying to leave at 4:30 in the morning on Mondays, she has to scamper back in move Boy's car to the street, bring the keys back in, then leave.
Yesterday choreography needed to be even tighter and without bullshit as I was trying to come to dayshift and train while flipping myself over to being awake during the day. Of course, this is when Boy is going to bend over to tie his shoelaces as we are all running around on ice skates and he brought the whole thing down. Things were going well enough, I got up at 3:20am to pee, Wife got up at 3:30am, I can't try to slow her down and shower, so I decided to go eat something while she showered, I then came up showered, walked her out to the car, and said goodbye. All my dancing around, I still didn't get to work until almost 6:00am. This was fine, Wife got to work right before 8:00am, I hung out all day at work as I was supposed to. I didn't take lunch until almost 3:00pm and at night I like taking a 20-30 minute nap, during the day, that turned into an hour nap, but fine, I just decided I would stay until 7:00 to make up for the long lunch.
I was here until 7:30pm, lining up what I was going to do in the morning, fill up both tools before everyone showed up, really kick some butt. Right before I left, Boy calls me that I need to take him to the doctor. I fucking got pissed. Why?!?! Why are you waiting until the end of the day to decide this? What is wrong with you? Apparently, he claims to have had a headache for almost two weeks. I said it's because you don't fucking listen and you're up every night until 2-3 playing games or fucking around on the phone. GRRRRRR!!!!
I get home, don't even get a chance to pee, and we are back out the door. CVS is closed, but this was going to be of no use. We then headed to Austin Regional Clinic and he starts spouting off symptoms he hadn't mentioned to us like concentrated pain in the middle of the back, light changes making him dizzy, along with the headaches and muscle soreness around the shoulders and the doctor could only conclude possible meningitis. This now required a certain sense of emergency and he sent us down to St.David's, with the fucking unwashed masses who always seem to be there. We got in fairly quickly, maybe 20 minutes. It was about 9:30 when we got there. On the way, Boy called Wife and mentioned meningitis, well that got her panicked and she basically just jumped in her car and headed up here. I told her not to, but you can't stop Mama Bear once one of her cubs is in danger. She was at the hospital by 12:15am or so.
Boy had a Cat scan to rule out tumors in his head, and then a spinal tap. The meningitis scare turned out to be nothing. The E/R doctor concluded that he must have a viral infection which will ride itself out in 3-4 days, and he needed to rest more, stay off the video games. I chimed in with "sounds like what daddy said at the start of the night." Boy was still being an arrogant little shit, like I was wrong. It will be awesome to get these bills Cat scans aren't free, for the middle income people. It is probably my fault for telling my dad a day earlier that "yeah, we are finally getting some breathing room financially."
But as far as chronologically goes, we then stopped and ate like at 3:30am at Whataburger, FYI, bums are there day and night. We didn't get in bed until around 5:00am. So much for me working days.
Yesterday choreography needed to be even tighter and without bullshit as I was trying to come to dayshift and train while flipping myself over to being awake during the day. Of course, this is when Boy is going to bend over to tie his shoelaces as we are all running around on ice skates and he brought the whole thing down. Things were going well enough, I got up at 3:20am to pee, Wife got up at 3:30am, I can't try to slow her down and shower, so I decided to go eat something while she showered, I then came up showered, walked her out to the car, and said goodbye. All my dancing around, I still didn't get to work until almost 6:00am. This was fine, Wife got to work right before 8:00am, I hung out all day at work as I was supposed to. I didn't take lunch until almost 3:00pm and at night I like taking a 20-30 minute nap, during the day, that turned into an hour nap, but fine, I just decided I would stay until 7:00 to make up for the long lunch.
I was here until 7:30pm, lining up what I was going to do in the morning, fill up both tools before everyone showed up, really kick some butt. Right before I left, Boy calls me that I need to take him to the doctor. I fucking got pissed. Why?!?! Why are you waiting until the end of the day to decide this? What is wrong with you? Apparently, he claims to have had a headache for almost two weeks. I said it's because you don't fucking listen and you're up every night until 2-3 playing games or fucking around on the phone. GRRRRRR!!!!
I get home, don't even get a chance to pee, and we are back out the door. CVS is closed, but this was going to be of no use. We then headed to Austin Regional Clinic and he starts spouting off symptoms he hadn't mentioned to us like concentrated pain in the middle of the back, light changes making him dizzy, along with the headaches and muscle soreness around the shoulders and the doctor could only conclude possible meningitis. This now required a certain sense of emergency and he sent us down to St.David's, with the fucking unwashed masses who always seem to be there. We got in fairly quickly, maybe 20 minutes. It was about 9:30 when we got there. On the way, Boy called Wife and mentioned meningitis, well that got her panicked and she basically just jumped in her car and headed up here. I told her not to, but you can't stop Mama Bear once one of her cubs is in danger. She was at the hospital by 12:15am or so.
Boy had a Cat scan to rule out tumors in his head, and then a spinal tap. The meningitis scare turned out to be nothing. The E/R doctor concluded that he must have a viral infection which will ride itself out in 3-4 days, and he needed to rest more, stay off the video games. I chimed in with "sounds like what daddy said at the start of the night." Boy was still being an arrogant little shit, like I was wrong. It will be awesome to get these bills Cat scans aren't free, for the middle income people. It is probably my fault for telling my dad a day earlier that "yeah, we are finally getting some breathing room financially."
But as far as chronologically goes, we then stopped and ate like at 3:30am at Whataburger, FYI, bums are there day and night. We didn't get in bed until around 5:00am. So much for me working days.
Monday, June 25, 2018
6/25/18 Build-up Is Part Of The Fun Of A Good Vacation?
We have been making slow and small preparations for our trip next week. Some of those being, for example, this week I have already asked if I can work day shift. This is good for a few reasons. First, selfishly, it allows me a week to flip myself over and be awake when the rest of the world is awake. Personally, I love my own schedule, I hate being one with the masses, but since we are on vacation together, I must participate, as best I can. For work, there are some things I still need to learn and it just seems I could learn it quicker by being exposed to the ongoing activities during the day.
We already went shopping, I got Javalina some new shirts, he is insisting on only wearing Affliction which are not cheap, but it gives him a bit of a grown up look. I got a couple new shirts too and Wife went and looked, not sure how far she got. Boy got a few new shirts since we were shopping yesterday, but he isn't even going with us. His internship has a big goal to meet the week of 4th of July, so he says that he needs to be around that week. I want to argue with him, but I must also accept that he is becoming a grown up and maybe he doesn't want to go on this particular family trip.
Another particular reason to be excited for this trip is to look at the weather. We are traveling pretty much straight up the US, it has to be cooler. I just looked and for example, right now it says high of 82, low of 70 with 40% chance of showers for 4th of July. It seems that most of the week, the weather will be in the low 80's during the day followed by low 70's at night. I know going to Florida we would be looking at similar weather to Texas with 100% humidity and temps in the 80s to 90s.
Another thing I like is breaking out the bags for the clothes, I have been buying us new luggage the last couple of years and although I wanted quality that would last a long time, Wife decided on Star Wars. It is cute and maybe a little cool, but I doubt it will last us 10-15 years like my Victorinox stuff. Either way, it is cool to break it out, clean it of dust and fill it up for the coming trip. I would actually have liked to have broken in a new set of Crocs, I am thinking my foot problems can all be blamed on those shoes as I have now been wearing the same set for way too long, but I digress. Maybe the Mall of America will have a proper solution.
The last thing is to get some cash and fill up the wallet. I rarely carry cash, but when you go out of town, not all places accept the bank card and I don't trust all places to just give my card to some small town local yokel. Since we are going with our in-laws, I don't have to worry about my vehicles being road worthy. They have rented a large van for all of us to travel together.
We already went shopping, I got Javalina some new shirts, he is insisting on only wearing Affliction which are not cheap, but it gives him a bit of a grown up look. I got a couple new shirts too and Wife went and looked, not sure how far she got. Boy got a few new shirts since we were shopping yesterday, but he isn't even going with us. His internship has a big goal to meet the week of 4th of July, so he says that he needs to be around that week. I want to argue with him, but I must also accept that he is becoming a grown up and maybe he doesn't want to go on this particular family trip.
Another particular reason to be excited for this trip is to look at the weather. We are traveling pretty much straight up the US, it has to be cooler. I just looked and for example, right now it says high of 82, low of 70 with 40% chance of showers for 4th of July. It seems that most of the week, the weather will be in the low 80's during the day followed by low 70's at night. I know going to Florida we would be looking at similar weather to Texas with 100% humidity and temps in the 80s to 90s.
Another thing I like is breaking out the bags for the clothes, I have been buying us new luggage the last couple of years and although I wanted quality that would last a long time, Wife decided on Star Wars. It is cute and maybe a little cool, but I doubt it will last us 10-15 years like my Victorinox stuff. Either way, it is cool to break it out, clean it of dust and fill it up for the coming trip. I would actually have liked to have broken in a new set of Crocs, I am thinking my foot problems can all be blamed on those shoes as I have now been wearing the same set for way too long, but I digress. Maybe the Mall of America will have a proper solution.
The last thing is to get some cash and fill up the wallet. I rarely carry cash, but when you go out of town, not all places accept the bank card and I don't trust all places to just give my card to some small town local yokel. Since we are going with our in-laws, I don't have to worry about my vehicles being road worthy. They have rented a large van for all of us to travel together.
Sunday, June 24, 2018
6/24/18 We Living Today?
Man, today was a pretty long but nice day. I went to bed last night after 3:30am because my folks arrived around 9:00pm after running around making their old people doctor visits during the day. We sat and said hi and within another hour or so, my sister and her family showed up. We then stayed up catching up with my sister and hubby fir a good while. We discussed going to eat at the Brazilian Steakhouse and at what time would be best. Wife suggested for lunch, as it would be cheaper and my dad wouldn't have the excuse that dinner is too late, causing him to skip out and not join the family, it must suck living life by that daily glucose count (but writing this Sunday morning, he was happy with an 88).
After we all agreed for lunch around 1:00pm, we went off to our respective bedrooms. Wife had suggested I needed a haircut, so I went and took care of that. By the time I knew it, it was 3:30am and I had a fleeting thought of humping, but Wife was in dead sleep, my groping was useless, so I went to sleep. I don't know why but I was up at 6:59am, and decided to go downstairs to write my Saturday blog. Once people started waking it took that much longer as I kept getting distracted, my Dad even managed to pull me into watching soccer for about half an hour, Mexico Vs. Korea, which I don't particularly care for the sport, but it was fun.
My idea of writing, going back to bed and waking at noon quickly disappeared as everyone woke up. I was barely able to write the half-ass blog yesterday before they were talking about showering and stuff. Lunch did not disappoint, even if it is not with all the fanfare of the dinner menu, they have added to the salad bar a "hot bar" and there were steamed vegetables, bowtie pasta, and various soups. The salad bar seemed to have more cheeses and god's gift to the world, bacon. That bacon went down so good sprinkled in large gobs over my salad.
While we ate, I had the bright idea to suggest going to the Domain, my sister kept talking about a Tiffani's bracelet. Honestly, I was not impressed, worse that she started suggesting I get the matching necklace. I hightailed it out of there to my favorite Domain store, Ben Bridge. The Ben Bridge there just specializes in watches, they have a massive display for Rolex, huge area for Cartier, then they still have Breitling, Panerai, Baume & Mercier, IWC, Raymond Weil, Tudor, and Tag Heuer.
We paid for this the rest of the day, walking in the heat. I felt thoroughly defeated and sweaty, not to mention the smell of meat sweating off of me and that I only slept 3-4 hours. I felt like a zombie with my legs hurting from the walking. We came home around 7:00pm, I just dove into bed, but I could not get comfortable, I was holding on to too much heat. I jumped in the shower and that helped, I slept until almost 10:00pm. I came down to try and conversate but I still just fell asleep on the chair with everyone around me, it would be embarrassing if it wasn't a regular thing.
I still consider it a successful day. Boy had plans to play Dungeons and Dragons Saturday evening and he was able to. He had a full pool table's worth of orcs and elves (or whatever), they ordered their pizzas, my folks went shopping with my sister, we got a couple of shirts for our trip next weekend, and again, we didn't argue much, it is becoming normal, to be civil. I love it.
After we all agreed for lunch around 1:00pm, we went off to our respective bedrooms. Wife had suggested I needed a haircut, so I went and took care of that. By the time I knew it, it was 3:30am and I had a fleeting thought of humping, but Wife was in dead sleep, my groping was useless, so I went to sleep. I don't know why but I was up at 6:59am, and decided to go downstairs to write my Saturday blog. Once people started waking it took that much longer as I kept getting distracted, my Dad even managed to pull me into watching soccer for about half an hour, Mexico Vs. Korea, which I don't particularly care for the sport, but it was fun.
My idea of writing, going back to bed and waking at noon quickly disappeared as everyone woke up. I was barely able to write the half-ass blog yesterday before they were talking about showering and stuff. Lunch did not disappoint, even if it is not with all the fanfare of the dinner menu, they have added to the salad bar a "hot bar" and there were steamed vegetables, bowtie pasta, and various soups. The salad bar seemed to have more cheeses and god's gift to the world, bacon. That bacon went down so good sprinkled in large gobs over my salad.
While we ate, I had the bright idea to suggest going to the Domain, my sister kept talking about a Tiffani's bracelet. Honestly, I was not impressed, worse that she started suggesting I get the matching necklace. I hightailed it out of there to my favorite Domain store, Ben Bridge. The Ben Bridge there just specializes in watches, they have a massive display for Rolex, huge area for Cartier, then they still have Breitling, Panerai, Baume & Mercier, IWC, Raymond Weil, Tudor, and Tag Heuer.
We paid for this the rest of the day, walking in the heat. I felt thoroughly defeated and sweaty, not to mention the smell of meat sweating off of me and that I only slept 3-4 hours. I felt like a zombie with my legs hurting from the walking. We came home around 7:00pm, I just dove into bed, but I could not get comfortable, I was holding on to too much heat. I jumped in the shower and that helped, I slept until almost 10:00pm. I came down to try and conversate but I still just fell asleep on the chair with everyone around me, it would be embarrassing if it wasn't a regular thing.
I still consider it a successful day. Boy had plans to play Dungeons and Dragons Saturday evening and he was able to. He had a full pool table's worth of orcs and elves (or whatever), they ordered their pizzas, my folks went shopping with my sister, we got a couple of shirts for our trip next weekend, and again, we didn't argue much, it is becoming normal, to be civil. I love it.
Saturday, June 23, 2018
6/23/18 Maybe Trump Is What We Need And Deserve?
I was not a fan of our current president. In this country we have a right to vote and there should be no punishment for our opinions whether for or against. I spent the better part of the first year waiting for an impeachment mostly on the thought that most Americans had a caring heart for the small man. It turns out we are in a weird new world where we have agreed we do not care unless you can prove you were born with a "'Merica Mother Fucker" tattooed somewhere on your body. Sometimes even that isn't going to be good enough, sorry, Mr. Obama.
I was honestly shocked at the overwhelming amount of people who can look at the undocumented Mexican kids being separated from their parents and the best most of the people I talk to can manage is a half effort shrug of the shoulders and an indifferent "they're not Americans." I am still confused because none of us are natural Americans except the few remaining Indians. We all came over at one time or another from all directions, that the white man takes the land from the Indians and then sets and defines rules on who may enter "legally" is genius. As the great John Wayne said "I don't feel we did wrong in taking this great country away from them. There were great numbers of people who needed new land, and the Indians were selfishly trying to keep it for themselves." Great humanitarian.
Somehow, Trump makes it seem like this is a problem he can clean up and signs some sort of executive order. Thank you, Hero. It was also very interesting how after spending a year making fun of "Little Rocket Man", he actually met with Kim Jung-un. It is exciting that he is the first American President to meet with the dictator or leader from that country. The talks seemed to conclude with North Korea saying they were going to curb their nuclear efforts, but of course there is quick word that they are not keeping their word.
I am not sure anymore if he is a madman running the country as I feared a year ago or if there is a methodology we don't understand. He might just be the right personality for the times. I don't think people really hate foreigners, but the idea of them coming with drugs and/or potentially sneaking in to harm us with IED's is enough to hate any brown colored person trying to sneak in, why take chances that they are just here to make a better life for them and their families. Build the wall! Build the wall!
I was honestly shocked at the overwhelming amount of people who can look at the undocumented Mexican kids being separated from their parents and the best most of the people I talk to can manage is a half effort shrug of the shoulders and an indifferent "they're not Americans." I am still confused because none of us are natural Americans except the few remaining Indians. We all came over at one time or another from all directions, that the white man takes the land from the Indians and then sets and defines rules on who may enter "legally" is genius. As the great John Wayne said "I don't feel we did wrong in taking this great country away from them. There were great numbers of people who needed new land, and the Indians were selfishly trying to keep it for themselves." Great humanitarian.
Somehow, Trump makes it seem like this is a problem he can clean up and signs some sort of executive order. Thank you, Hero. It was also very interesting how after spending a year making fun of "Little Rocket Man", he actually met with Kim Jung-un. It is exciting that he is the first American President to meet with the dictator or leader from that country. The talks seemed to conclude with North Korea saying they were going to curb their nuclear efforts, but of course there is quick word that they are not keeping their word.
I am not sure anymore if he is a madman running the country as I feared a year ago or if there is a methodology we don't understand. He might just be the right personality for the times. I don't think people really hate foreigners, but the idea of them coming with drugs and/or potentially sneaking in to harm us with IED's is enough to hate any brown colored person trying to sneak in, why take chances that they are just here to make a better life for them and their families. Build the wall! Build the wall!
Friday, June 22, 2018
6/22/18 Folks And Family Coming This Weekend?
It should be an interesting weekend, it usually is when my folks come for a visit. People believe I have some hidden agenda or something I don't understand. The only thing weird about me is the atheist angle and I consider that important because life requires thinking, those that get ahead plan for it, even sacrifice the now for the later. When you rely on a book to grant you wishes, well you might as well sit and wait for Santa to bring you riches beyond your wildest expectations.
Anyhow, my sister called Monday or Tuesday night and said something like one of the coaches wants to take the kids to Dave And Buster's to celebrate the season being over (I thought and it seems they go year round, but whatever).She then has to take that tiny knife out and ask "are we welcome at your house?" As far as I know, everyone in my family has a house key to my house, and I repeatedly say come over anytime you want, bring friends, we don't care. I think my folks had plans to go to Corpus and my sister was going to join them, but I invited my mom since my sister will be here. If they weren't weird they could even travel together and save some gas, but stuff like that gets complicated, quick.
My mom doesn't like missing a weekend in Corpus because of the high cost of renting at the RV parks, but I know she likes hanging out over here in Austin, specially with her daughter. Well, nobody has outright called and said they're coming, but they told Wife and I guess that is good enough. So as far as I know, my sister and her family are coming and my mom, dad, and brother will probably be here too. Mr. Lawyer hasn't made much noise, I know they have been fixing their house, but he is due for his once a year visit.
My sister is already talking about the Brazilian Steakhouse and I hate to agree because it is so expensive, but it is also so delicious and we haven't had anything crazy in a good while. I think that is what made my mom decide to come this way too. There is a new restaurant downtown very much like it, maybe I'll convince them to try this place, to see if it is any better.
Boy told me he has Dungeons and Dragons on Saturday night, I said uhh ok. He usually plays on Friday, so I don't know why the change, but him having the new GF, it might be a good idea to shower and join us for a fancy meal, the wizards and elves are there every weekend, but we'll see.
Anyhow, my sister called Monday or Tuesday night and said something like one of the coaches wants to take the kids to Dave And Buster's to celebrate the season being over (I thought and it seems they go year round, but whatever).She then has to take that tiny knife out and ask "are we welcome at your house?" As far as I know, everyone in my family has a house key to my house, and I repeatedly say come over anytime you want, bring friends, we don't care. I think my folks had plans to go to Corpus and my sister was going to join them, but I invited my mom since my sister will be here. If they weren't weird they could even travel together and save some gas, but stuff like that gets complicated, quick.
My mom doesn't like missing a weekend in Corpus because of the high cost of renting at the RV parks, but I know she likes hanging out over here in Austin, specially with her daughter. Well, nobody has outright called and said they're coming, but they told Wife and I guess that is good enough. So as far as I know, my sister and her family are coming and my mom, dad, and brother will probably be here too. Mr. Lawyer hasn't made much noise, I know they have been fixing their house, but he is due for his once a year visit.
My sister is already talking about the Brazilian Steakhouse and I hate to agree because it is so expensive, but it is also so delicious and we haven't had anything crazy in a good while. I think that is what made my mom decide to come this way too. There is a new restaurant downtown very much like it, maybe I'll convince them to try this place, to see if it is any better.
Boy told me he has Dungeons and Dragons on Saturday night, I said uhh ok. He usually plays on Friday, so I don't know why the change, but him having the new GF, it might be a good idea to shower and join us for a fancy meal, the wizards and elves are there every weekend, but we'll see.
Thursday, June 21, 2018
6/21/18 Dare I Dream Of A Jock Too?
I guess most boys grow up dreaming they will play in the NFL when they grow up. I was no different up until I got to seventh grade and the reality of being a fat boy sank in. We had always played football with the neighborhood kids and even some bigger kids showed up and I could usually run right through anybody, it was always like being a bit of a bully. But then you get to organized football and the coaches are heartless, pretty much if you got a belly, you are going to be a lineman. If you're skinny, receiver. Stocky athletic kids would then fill in the backs on offense and the linebackers on defense.
I fucking hated every minute of it. I like having a little spotlight on me. I like being told I'm great, I kick ass, I'm special. Whatever, I am a little man, I need to hear it, constantly. Even the best linemen rarely get praise, except from the other linemen or coaches that look at you. I was good enough to play right tackle and then turn around and play nose guard, but those coaches were not good at praising, it's not what coaches do.
I was always in band at the same time and when I had to decide for high school, I chose band, the band director that worked with me in the jazz band said I had something special and I should develop my skills. You stroke my ego like that, and I will choose your team most any day, but somehow I still dream of what could have been. I know I am not tall enough for the NFL, but dammit.
Fast forward 20-something years and now I have my boys. Boy is a handsome example of a man, but he is not thick or big and he has never been a team player. He played football in junior high but those coaches did not know what they were doing. They played him at lineman and really all over the field, but he never was into it. Javalina though, now he might become what you want in a guard or even a tackle. He loves and accepts the role of pusher and shover, blocker and hole maker. Typical size for NFL guards currently average around 6'3" and tackles go at 6'5". He just finished 7th grade and he is on his way to 5' 10" with another four years of growth potential. He has always been a thick boy and this year was carrying 210 at the beginning of the year and at the end was closer to 240. He has started lifting weights mostly by himself which is the beauty of it. He wants to be the anchor, the strongest kid on the team. He is constantly flexing his muscles and telling me to see if he is getting stronger and dammit those arms are getting more solid all the time. There were two bigger boys on the line, but he does claim to be faster than them. He has a confidence about him that borders on obnoxious, but I think that is a good thing to keep him going. I need to start jogging with him, that is something he wanted us to do and the pain in my foot is about gone, so no more excuses.
I fucking hated every minute of it. I like having a little spotlight on me. I like being told I'm great, I kick ass, I'm special. Whatever, I am a little man, I need to hear it, constantly. Even the best linemen rarely get praise, except from the other linemen or coaches that look at you. I was good enough to play right tackle and then turn around and play nose guard, but those coaches were not good at praising, it's not what coaches do.
I was always in band at the same time and when I had to decide for high school, I chose band, the band director that worked with me in the jazz band said I had something special and I should develop my skills. You stroke my ego like that, and I will choose your team most any day, but somehow I still dream of what could have been. I know I am not tall enough for the NFL, but dammit.
Fast forward 20-something years and now I have my boys. Boy is a handsome example of a man, but he is not thick or big and he has never been a team player. He played football in junior high but those coaches did not know what they were doing. They played him at lineman and really all over the field, but he never was into it. Javalina though, now he might become what you want in a guard or even a tackle. He loves and accepts the role of pusher and shover, blocker and hole maker. Typical size for NFL guards currently average around 6'3" and tackles go at 6'5". He just finished 7th grade and he is on his way to 5' 10" with another four years of growth potential. He has always been a thick boy and this year was carrying 210 at the beginning of the year and at the end was closer to 240. He has started lifting weights mostly by himself which is the beauty of it. He wants to be the anchor, the strongest kid on the team. He is constantly flexing his muscles and telling me to see if he is getting stronger and dammit those arms are getting more solid all the time. There were two bigger boys on the line, but he does claim to be faster than them. He has a confidence about him that borders on obnoxious, but I think that is a good thing to keep him going. I need to start jogging with him, that is something he wanted us to do and the pain in my foot is about gone, so no more excuses.
Wednesday, June 20, 2018
6/20/2018 Weird Vacation Coming Up?
We will be going on vacation in a couple weeks and although it is not my idea of the kind of vacation I would take, I am a little interested, because why not? The trip started as a visit to my father in law's brother, who is being vague about maybe he is sick or just becoming a total recluse. This alone would make me tell Wife, "Uhh, why don't you go with your family and I'll bite the bullet, stay behind and work?" I really did want to do this because I don't like to face the sick, it gives me the heebie jeebies.
Wife has assured me the trip is not about just visiting him. My in-laws want to see some of this great country of ours. Getting out of our comfort zone, I am half expecting one of those awesome encounters with "ig'nant" people screaming "get out of here Mexicans!" If we manage to avoid that, it should be a great trip. My father in law has rented a twelve passenger van and only about seven of us are going. Even Boy is staying behind, 4th of July is his due date for whatever project they have been working on at the place where he is doing his internship.
I really want to go to Mall of America, hearing it is the largest in the US just makes it something I need to check out. This is in Minnesota, and my in-laws want to go to watch the president's heads on the mountain, possibly the black hills. Wife said something about going to Chicago since it was within driving distance. I would like to taste a Chicago style pizza in Chicago and whatever else they think they are good at.
The weather is supposed to be something else too. Cool enough in the evenings to need a sweater just sounds magical to me. This is totally different than vacationing in Florida, but I guess doing it one time won't kill us. As soon as we are better with our credit debt, I want to head back to Florida, even with it's humidity, I love going and doing the Disney and parks thing. This'll be the last weekend I have to run to the mall and get me a couple new shirts and maybe some shorts.
Next week I need to try and work days so I can attempt to flip my internal clock and be up during the days. I hate doing it, but whatever, to appease my loving Wife.
Wife has assured me the trip is not about just visiting him. My in-laws want to see some of this great country of ours. Getting out of our comfort zone, I am half expecting one of those awesome encounters with "ig'nant" people screaming "get out of here Mexicans!" If we manage to avoid that, it should be a great trip. My father in law has rented a twelve passenger van and only about seven of us are going. Even Boy is staying behind, 4th of July is his due date for whatever project they have been working on at the place where he is doing his internship.
I really want to go to Mall of America, hearing it is the largest in the US just makes it something I need to check out. This is in Minnesota, and my in-laws want to go to watch the president's heads on the mountain, possibly the black hills. Wife said something about going to Chicago since it was within driving distance. I would like to taste a Chicago style pizza in Chicago and whatever else they think they are good at.
The weather is supposed to be something else too. Cool enough in the evenings to need a sweater just sounds magical to me. This is totally different than vacationing in Florida, but I guess doing it one time won't kill us. As soon as we are better with our credit debt, I want to head back to Florida, even with it's humidity, I love going and doing the Disney and parks thing. This'll be the last weekend I have to run to the mall and get me a couple new shirts and maybe some shorts.
Next week I need to try and work days so I can attempt to flip my internal clock and be up during the days. I hate doing it, but whatever, to appease my loving Wife.
6/19/18 Santa Clarita Diet? (Netflix)
Wife suggested watching this dark comedy a couple weeks ago and although I was in no mood to watch silly shenanigans with Drew Barrymore, this was different and after an episode, I was hooked. Apparently, this gets close to the conversation Javalina and I were having a while back. Wife was probably watching that zombie show on TV (Walking Dead) and I have never been interested because it seems like an Armageddon scenario in which the good people have lost control and now we just have to wait to get eaten by these zombies roaming around with no rhyme or purpose. Javalina comes into the room, watches something for two minutes, then starts with the 20 questions. He wanted to know if I thought zombies could be real? I had said kind of. It makes sense something like that would totally have to be created in some sort of lab and then escaped, I Zombie did it this way, it just lost focus after awhile, for me.
Getting back to the new show, it is on Netflix and it just matches with their edgy shows, of which they are doing such a great job not letting the bible thumpers step in and stop the cursing or the occasional boobs from flashing. But anyways, in the first episode, Drew and Tim Olyphant are a married couple who sell real estate together. We see right away that Drew is kind of boring, arguing with an article about how much freer she would like to be, or something. Then the fun starts, when they are showing a house off, she throws up not just a bucket but maybe a couple trash cans worth of stuff, just destroys the bedroom and the bath in a house they are selling. She vomits out this little red thing, looks like a spleen or a small heart. This is where she is now a zombie. We have seen the first season and she still doesn't know how she got it, there is maybe a remedy to stop her from transforming more, but she will stay where she is at.
At this point, they have managed to kill 3-4 guys between them. The husband keeps talking about supporting her and being by her side, but maybe she needs to be caged somewhere, if this weren't a comedy. The sheriff next door was obnoxious and over the top a total dick if there ever was one. It is nice to see he gets his. I hadn't enjoyed much of what Drew Barrymore had done, until this. She is jumping on guys to rip out their jugulars and it is quite funny to see her five foot frame flying and knocking guys over.
The episodes are also only 30 minutes long, so it doesn't feel like the shows take forever. They start and stop at just the right amount. We've been watching 3 and 4 at a time, it has been good. There are three seasons out, we are one episode into the second season, and it is holding up on the funny, better than Drew's appendages, at least.
Getting back to the new show, it is on Netflix and it just matches with their edgy shows, of which they are doing such a great job not letting the bible thumpers step in and stop the cursing or the occasional boobs from flashing. But anyways, in the first episode, Drew and Tim Olyphant are a married couple who sell real estate together. We see right away that Drew is kind of boring, arguing with an article about how much freer she would like to be, or something. Then the fun starts, when they are showing a house off, she throws up not just a bucket but maybe a couple trash cans worth of stuff, just destroys the bedroom and the bath in a house they are selling. She vomits out this little red thing, looks like a spleen or a small heart. This is where she is now a zombie. We have seen the first season and she still doesn't know how she got it, there is maybe a remedy to stop her from transforming more, but she will stay where she is at.
At this point, they have managed to kill 3-4 guys between them. The husband keeps talking about supporting her and being by her side, but maybe she needs to be caged somewhere, if this weren't a comedy. The sheriff next door was obnoxious and over the top a total dick if there ever was one. It is nice to see he gets his. I hadn't enjoyed much of what Drew Barrymore had done, until this. She is jumping on guys to rip out their jugulars and it is quite funny to see her five foot frame flying and knocking guys over.
The episodes are also only 30 minutes long, so it doesn't feel like the shows take forever. They start and stop at just the right amount. We've been watching 3 and 4 at a time, it has been good. There are three seasons out, we are one episode into the second season, and it is holding up on the funny, better than Drew's appendages, at least.
Monday, June 18, 2018
6/18/18 Father's Day?
I had a super early start today because I fell asleep without doing a blog for Sunday, Saturday night. I therefore got up at 6:30am and wrote yesterday's thoughts before anyone woke up. I like doing this and have been able to do it for about the last three months, where I wake up before anyone else in the house. I like to drink a coffee and sit with my thoughts, maybe snacking on a pastry or a slice of cake. I am also obsessed with youtube as I keep writing and mentioning when I seem to run out of ideas.
I wrote about my weekend or lack of it, due to working so much just to see if I can remember the pain, but not really, after sleeping most of Saturday and even today, I feel about the same as usual. difference being is I have a couple more bucks coming my way, which are already spent, as I will use them to pay off our Target credit card. They do tell me I am a little OCD and I can see me becoming obsessed with bringing our credit debt to $0. With the deal I struck with Boy, who is working full time, I should also be able to pay off the Mattresses we bought too, so that is another two credit accounts being paid off. We will be down to 4 cards. We will be able to tackle another major card next month with Boy's contribution and our extra money, if we don't go crazy in Wisconsin, which I am sure will slow us down a bit.
Anyways, back to Father's Day. It was a slow day, Boy's new GF spent the night, which we said was fine, provided they respect our house and she sleeps in the guest room. I don't think a couple of knuckleheads should get to play house just because they can buy their own lunch or know how to operate a microwave. BFD, but I also don't want them driving too late out at night, she leaves out between Austin and Kyle. I find her to be a little funny, like she's unfamiliar around fat people. She comes and wakes me, I guess I was asleep on the chair after I finished writing my blog at 8:00am or so. "Are you ok?, you seemed to be having trouble breathing?" Half asleep, I responded "I'm 400 pounds asleep on a chair, what do you expect?" I then woke up, checked myself for saliva or whatever coming out of my face/nose, "oh it's you." She was all excited about the Germany/Mexico soccer game which she says she spent the night so she could see with Boy. I told her "ughh, soccer sucks and it's not a real sport, and how is Boy going to watch it, he cares even less than I do for sports?" She ran off, ever the dizzy positive pro-happy girl she is. She really is great, but I want to be a dark grey cloud and she comes at you like a sparkler on the 4th of July, maybe Cinco De Mayo, but either way.
I then went back and slept too long, but Wife made a little BBQ and Boy's GF made a delicious homemade German chocolate cake, in honor of the losing germans in soccer? Or maybe I said it was my favorite, either way, it was a good day.
Sunday, June 17, 2018
6/17/18 Paying My Part For A 60 Hour Week?
Man, getting older is no joke. I used to routinely work extra days to the point of sometimes working six and seven day weeks with no problems other than needing to sleep until afternoon to recuperate. We haven't had much OT in the last two or three years and it has sucked because I always like making extra money on top of what pays the bills. OT money is extra and I am then able to do my little pet projects. I would have still wanted to be focused on doing the floors in our house, but after a long discussion with Wife, who has wanted to live credit card free forever, I am on her side trying to get us there.
This was a short week and by my judgement and looking at our workload, I didn't believe there would be a reason for OT for me. Even with two people out in chemistry and FIB/TEM has been down one person for about a month, the work has been moving smoothly. But now, I guess slowly, TEM has been building up, they don't have a bunch of jobs but because it takes a full shift to prep two or three samples and some of those jobs had 8 and 9 samples, it is a lot of work. They ended up calling me in for work on Thursday and it was good. I hadn't gotten involved in TEM work in 6 months. Then we got a job in chemistry that needed to be turned in 24 hours on Friday morning, so that gave me a second night.
To show my appreciation, I stayed maybe an extra hour and a half more than I needed to, but it was all good. It took most of the night to prep and run the samples, I couldn't get them on the analysis tools until they went through the proper prep. I also needed to make new stock solutions which are needed all the time to help define concentration levels.
I ended up getting home at 9:00am, and really wanted to stop and get some barbacoa for later when we all got up, but we had an appointment with H&R Block at 1:00pm because the IRS sent us a letter that we owed an extra $1800 from 2016. I swear they are picking on us, it wasn't more than 5-7 years ago we got audited and they looked at two years and they decided we owed them almost $10,000. I don't know if it was this easy, but the lady (dare I say wizard) simply sent the IRS a fax letter with a form that we had forgotten to be told was needed with the taxes that year and she said we were fine. I asked about the $1800, she said no, don't worry. This clears it up for them. It almost seemed worth the no sleep until after. I had promised Javalina lunch at the Crab Shack, which Wife does not like, but we love. Lunch was great, I love the shrimp po boys, and it was a rare meal with the four of us.
After this, I thought I was going to take a nap for a couple hours, we have a trip in a couple weeks and I wanted to maybe go get some shorts and shirts. I got up at 6:30pm, Wife was working on a job application, so I told her to call me when she was ready and before I knew, it was 10:30pm. We left the house looking for dinner and just decided on Rosa's Tortilla Factory because it is down the street from the house.
This was a short week and by my judgement and looking at our workload, I didn't believe there would be a reason for OT for me. Even with two people out in chemistry and FIB/TEM has been down one person for about a month, the work has been moving smoothly. But now, I guess slowly, TEM has been building up, they don't have a bunch of jobs but because it takes a full shift to prep two or three samples and some of those jobs had 8 and 9 samples, it is a lot of work. They ended up calling me in for work on Thursday and it was good. I hadn't gotten involved in TEM work in 6 months. Then we got a job in chemistry that needed to be turned in 24 hours on Friday morning, so that gave me a second night.
To show my appreciation, I stayed maybe an extra hour and a half more than I needed to, but it was all good. It took most of the night to prep and run the samples, I couldn't get them on the analysis tools until they went through the proper prep. I also needed to make new stock solutions which are needed all the time to help define concentration levels.
I ended up getting home at 9:00am, and really wanted to stop and get some barbacoa for later when we all got up, but we had an appointment with H&R Block at 1:00pm because the IRS sent us a letter that we owed an extra $1800 from 2016. I swear they are picking on us, it wasn't more than 5-7 years ago we got audited and they looked at two years and they decided we owed them almost $10,000. I don't know if it was this easy, but the lady (dare I say wizard) simply sent the IRS a fax letter with a form that we had forgotten to be told was needed with the taxes that year and she said we were fine. I asked about the $1800, she said no, don't worry. This clears it up for them. It almost seemed worth the no sleep until after. I had promised Javalina lunch at the Crab Shack, which Wife does not like, but we love. Lunch was great, I love the shrimp po boys, and it was a rare meal with the four of us.
After this, I thought I was going to take a nap for a couple hours, we have a trip in a couple weeks and I wanted to maybe go get some shorts and shirts. I got up at 6:30pm, Wife was working on a job application, so I told her to call me when she was ready and before I knew, it was 10:30pm. We left the house looking for dinner and just decided on Rosa's Tortilla Factory because it is down the street from the house.
Saturday, June 16, 2018
6/16/18 I Am Number Four? (Netflix Movie)
First of all, I mentioned to Wife that I saw this Thursday night, and she says we had already seen it a while back. She also said I probably fell asleep right away, but that the movie was ok. I thought it had great potential until it got bogged down in all that puppy love bullshit. I mean the guy understands that he is from another planet and some sort of special royalty/master race or something. There's a small crew of bad guys going around killing them in order, and they had just killed number three when the movie picked up. Number three was almost a teenager, so as a kid he was quick but no real challenge to the hunters with specialized weapons and even hunting animals that fly and look like dinosaurs.
Number Four has a guardian and he is quick to move them in order to keep them below radar and not get noticed. He spends his day deleting pics and captures on FB and all sorts of media plus he is a pretty good warrior, except he is only one and the bad guys travel in packs.
Four is having a good time at whatever high school he is at when one of his powers starts developing. His hands emit a light and have some sort of jedi force. He can move objects, capture them, speed them up, it comes in handy to save a girl from falling from a roof. This is enough for his guardian to decide they need to move once more. They end up in a rather interesting city. He befriends a boy whose dad has disappeared and it turns out, the dad may be helping the other numbered aliens. There is a big showdown when the bad guy aliens and the local ignorant sheriffs and busybodies all start trying to be the hero and try to capture number four. Meeting the real bad aliens is enough for the cops and the other troublemaking humans to realize number four wasn't so bad. Just in the nick of time, number six shows up and she is a bad ass who has even better control of her powers and she knows how to fight. Her power is to disappear and reappear in different places which is good to surprise the bad aliens to kill them.
I am not sure if there will be a part two, but the ending seemed to need it. Number Four decides to take the human teenage boy, his stepfather treats him like shit and he is not popular at school. Number Four saw enough at his dad's workplace that he does think he may be alive but had to go secretly to help them. They have a rock thing that maps out where the other alien kids are 5, 7, and up??? I don't know why I fell asleep the first time, this is the kind of movie I like, but I am glad I gave it a second chance, unknowingly.
Number Four has a guardian and he is quick to move them in order to keep them below radar and not get noticed. He spends his day deleting pics and captures on FB and all sorts of media plus he is a pretty good warrior, except he is only one and the bad guys travel in packs.
Four is having a good time at whatever high school he is at when one of his powers starts developing. His hands emit a light and have some sort of jedi force. He can move objects, capture them, speed them up, it comes in handy to save a girl from falling from a roof. This is enough for his guardian to decide they need to move once more. They end up in a rather interesting city. He befriends a boy whose dad has disappeared and it turns out, the dad may be helping the other numbered aliens. There is a big showdown when the bad guy aliens and the local ignorant sheriffs and busybodies all start trying to be the hero and try to capture number four. Meeting the real bad aliens is enough for the cops and the other troublemaking humans to realize number four wasn't so bad. Just in the nick of time, number six shows up and she is a bad ass who has even better control of her powers and she knows how to fight. Her power is to disappear and reappear in different places which is good to surprise the bad aliens to kill them.
I am not sure if there will be a part two, but the ending seemed to need it. Number Four decides to take the human teenage boy, his stepfather treats him like shit and he is not popular at school. Number Four saw enough at his dad's workplace that he does think he may be alive but had to go secretly to help them. They have a rock thing that maps out where the other alien kids are 5, 7, and up??? I don't know why I fell asleep the first time, this is the kind of movie I like, but I am glad I gave it a second chance, unknowingly.
Friday, June 15, 2018
6/15/18 It's A Damn Shame Someone Had To Get Hurt?
I know it sucks for our coworker who has been out for a few weeks out now, but I am finally seeing some fruits of her lack of labor, if you will. She went to a dance, for another coworker's kid who got married and somehow or other, she took a spill which broke some bones on her foot. The best course of medicine has been for her to stay off her feet for a while, sounds like the 3rd of July is when she might be released to come back to work.
I don't know if their workload had not picked up significantly or what, but everything was quiet until this week, when I started hearing I might be needed to help soften the load on the one remaining person doing TEM. I checked in with her and she said she had about six jobs and I looked at them tonight and of the 6 jobs or so, one has 8 samples and the other has 9 samples, so that is a bunch of work, when best we can do is pump out two or three of these a night, specially because I am rusty.
When things go bad, they really go bad. Not only is she out, but in our section over in chemistry this week, we had my trainer going off on a week off and my old workout partner taking the last two days of the week off, and our tool is still being worked on. We have two identical tools for analysis in the room, but one is ours and the other belongs to Cypress. Since they don't have a night shift, I have been able to do most of our work on their tool.
Tonight, I got the call from my old supervisor to come in and do some TEM work, but my new supervisor also said we had some HOT work that it would be great if I could take care of if not tonight, then tomorrow night. So it is going to make for a great looking check, for once, I should have a good two extra days on my next check. I am quite excited as this should be enough to pay off Target or the Mattresses we had bought. My goal for the summer was to pay off those two, Lowe's, which I already did. This will leave Best Buy next, and it would look great if not for Boy needing a new laptop, at $1800, Dillard's which I plan to pay with some money Boy is due to give us.
The biggest fear we have right now is IRS sent us a letter that we owe them another $1800. We have an appointment with H&R Block because we have been paying for their annual protection, and now we need for them to stand in front of us and take 1 for the team.
I don't know if their workload had not picked up significantly or what, but everything was quiet until this week, when I started hearing I might be needed to help soften the load on the one remaining person doing TEM. I checked in with her and she said she had about six jobs and I looked at them tonight and of the 6 jobs or so, one has 8 samples and the other has 9 samples, so that is a bunch of work, when best we can do is pump out two or three of these a night, specially because I am rusty.
When things go bad, they really go bad. Not only is she out, but in our section over in chemistry this week, we had my trainer going off on a week off and my old workout partner taking the last two days of the week off, and our tool is still being worked on. We have two identical tools for analysis in the room, but one is ours and the other belongs to Cypress. Since they don't have a night shift, I have been able to do most of our work on their tool.
Tonight, I got the call from my old supervisor to come in and do some TEM work, but my new supervisor also said we had some HOT work that it would be great if I could take care of if not tonight, then tomorrow night. So it is going to make for a great looking check, for once, I should have a good two extra days on my next check. I am quite excited as this should be enough to pay off Target or the Mattresses we had bought. My goal for the summer was to pay off those two, Lowe's, which I already did. This will leave Best Buy next, and it would look great if not for Boy needing a new laptop, at $1800, Dillard's which I plan to pay with some money Boy is due to give us.
The biggest fear we have right now is IRS sent us a letter that we owe them another $1800. We have an appointment with H&R Block because we have been paying for their annual protection, and now we need for them to stand in front of us and take 1 for the team.
Thursday, June 14, 2018
6/14/18 YouTube Is Really Amazing?
Normally, we only look at stuff that interests us, but if you take a minute, there is so much going on in YouTube, you could just get lost. I was not even thinking I cared about Thailand and Bangkok and yet, I have spent about three hours following some guy (the Holistic Trainer) going about his vacation days. The scenery everywhere is just beautiful with huge rocks/pieces of mountains jutting out of lakes and bays, making the views kind of surreal. I don't think I have seen that around the US.
He spent one of his videos staying on a floating hotel, and it was kind of like a huge long boat/series of cabins tied together and then boards in the front to allow people to walk back and forth. There is no electricity, I am guessing this is just a romantic place for couples. At night, the lighting is provided by all these candlelights and the place takes on a magical look, with weird monkeys screaming in the jungle surrounding the river. It must be a pain in the ass to get there, but it just seems so worth it, for a few nights.
The resorts all look comparable to what we have here, but he shows the haggling prices, starting at $200, he claims to get some of the rooms for $15-$30 a night.
This is definitely the type of place you need a partner to enjoy. In some videos he is putzing around alone, and it is fine as informative videos, but in a lot of them he has a local girl he has either befriended, he mentioned she was a receptionist in one of the hotels and they became friends and now it appears even more. She is cute and add a lot to his videos, she translates for him, explains what foods they are eating, where to go, and then she looks good in a bathing suit, almost a little young, but I think that is in the people, they are all so slender and small.
It almost seems like these people come with a small fortune and sit around spending their money. None of the vacationers are doing work, they spend their days drinking, traveling, and enjoying life. I wish to someday live to the point in which I can partake of this lifestyle.
He spent one of his videos staying on a floating hotel, and it was kind of like a huge long boat/series of cabins tied together and then boards in the front to allow people to walk back and forth. There is no electricity, I am guessing this is just a romantic place for couples. At night, the lighting is provided by all these candlelights and the place takes on a magical look, with weird monkeys screaming in the jungle surrounding the river. It must be a pain in the ass to get there, but it just seems so worth it, for a few nights.
The resorts all look comparable to what we have here, but he shows the haggling prices, starting at $200, he claims to get some of the rooms for $15-$30 a night.
This is definitely the type of place you need a partner to enjoy. In some videos he is putzing around alone, and it is fine as informative videos, but in a lot of them he has a local girl he has either befriended, he mentioned she was a receptionist in one of the hotels and they became friends and now it appears even more. She is cute and add a lot to his videos, she translates for him, explains what foods they are eating, where to go, and then she looks good in a bathing suit, almost a little young, but I think that is in the people, they are all so slender and small.
It almost seems like these people come with a small fortune and sit around spending their money. None of the vacationers are doing work, they spend their days drinking, traveling, and enjoying life. I wish to someday live to the point in which I can partake of this lifestyle.
Wednesday, June 13, 2018
6/13/18 Together, Whether Up Or Down?
This is not another woo-hoo story of Wife and I, I'm sure y'all get tired of hearing how awesome I am and how my back can carry the weight of the world. Naw, I was talking to an old friend and she brought up another one of my friend's from back in the day and wow, to hear her life story, fuck someone shoot her and hit replay already. I am not saying we are living a perfect life, we certainly have peaks and valleys we are going through, but some people just appear to have valleys and craters.
I remember everyone who knew her single, we all recommended her best bet was to leave this guy alone, there was not a winning bone in his body and he would surely be the end of her. Nobody listens to me, everybody thinks they know better, so whatever, I can look in your eyes and read your future, it is up to you to listen, and people don't.
Before long, she got knocked up and instead of deciding what to do, her choice was made for her. The guy benefitted keeping her around because he already had another kid from a chick who decided to split and leave the daughter behind, how bottom of the barrel was she? My friend instantly became a pregnant mom with an adopted daughter, aged 2 or 3. I guess nobody was a fan of the guy because everyone in her family was against her staying with him, so he did the next best thing, he stopped her from allowing her to communicate with her family. I guess it works when your young and dopey, but goddam, read the signs around you.
At a certain point you can't help people, you just kind of let them fade away. I heard they were living with his mom and family, so maybe things weren't that bad. Then we heard a couple months after having her own baby, she managed to get pregnant again, poor people are so good at this, like it's a skill they all carry. You are already poor, why not be poor poor? This was not enough of a challenge in life for the dude, he then went and fought with his family, so last I had heard they were staying in a hotel night to night.
The only other person I have ever known living like this was a black guy who worked day to day at the warehouse where I drove a forklift for a year. He would show up with his backpack, I guess with his belongings, work all day and sometimes he would ask me for a ride and offer me $10. I couldn't take his money, he was making like $5 an hour and paying for hotels seemed foolhardy.
Last week, my friend informing me (gossiping?) said they were still living in motels but that management had stepped in and offered her a chance to work there for the room (apparently, barely getting by and then quitting her gas station job, but I can only imagine 2 adults and 3 little girls in a small box of a room. Is there a point where these two lovebirds turn it around and make some positive strides?
I don't gain or lose either way, but damn! I don't like to think people I know suffer like this. I can't offer them our rooms, the guy is a hot head and not in any way a nice guy, so that is out of the question. I guess real life tragedies have to exist, and this is just one of them.
I remember everyone who knew her single, we all recommended her best bet was to leave this guy alone, there was not a winning bone in his body and he would surely be the end of her. Nobody listens to me, everybody thinks they know better, so whatever, I can look in your eyes and read your future, it is up to you to listen, and people don't.
Before long, she got knocked up and instead of deciding what to do, her choice was made for her. The guy benefitted keeping her around because he already had another kid from a chick who decided to split and leave the daughter behind, how bottom of the barrel was she? My friend instantly became a pregnant mom with an adopted daughter, aged 2 or 3. I guess nobody was a fan of the guy because everyone in her family was against her staying with him, so he did the next best thing, he stopped her from allowing her to communicate with her family. I guess it works when your young and dopey, but goddam, read the signs around you.
At a certain point you can't help people, you just kind of let them fade away. I heard they were living with his mom and family, so maybe things weren't that bad. Then we heard a couple months after having her own baby, she managed to get pregnant again, poor people are so good at this, like it's a skill they all carry. You are already poor, why not be poor poor? This was not enough of a challenge in life for the dude, he then went and fought with his family, so last I had heard they were staying in a hotel night to night.
The only other person I have ever known living like this was a black guy who worked day to day at the warehouse where I drove a forklift for a year. He would show up with his backpack, I guess with his belongings, work all day and sometimes he would ask me for a ride and offer me $10. I couldn't take his money, he was making like $5 an hour and paying for hotels seemed foolhardy.
Last week, my friend informing me (gossiping?) said they were still living in motels but that management had stepped in and offered her a chance to work there for the room (apparently, barely getting by and then quitting her gas station job, but I can only imagine 2 adults and 3 little girls in a small box of a room. Is there a point where these two lovebirds turn it around and make some positive strides?
I don't gain or lose either way, but damn! I don't like to think people I know suffer like this. I can't offer them our rooms, the guy is a hot head and not in any way a nice guy, so that is out of the question. I guess real life tragedies have to exist, and this is just one of them.
6/12/18 Dog Lover Vs. Dog Lover?
Ha! I fucking hate dogs and the way some of you idiots will actually say more people should die than dogs says a lot about you as a human, Dummies! I was sitting here writing on Saturday morning, it is only 8:20am and this is my third blog, sometimes ideas just come to me. Just as I was done writing the time travel one, a lady was walking through our greenbelt behind our house. If we cared more for walking, we would really be able to go out there and enjoy our neighborhood. This whole community is built on an old farm and I guess the farm was down where the playground is about 7-8 houses away, according to some old views on Googlemaps. Anyways, there was an old asphalt road from 1st Street all the way behind the houses backed up to the greenbelt, which would be shitty to drive on today, but for walking is still pretty good, it even breaks into trails and we have a deep creek that I don't believe goes dry, I have always seen it with water, but we don't go back there often enough to say it is full year round.
Anyways, beautiful scenery, I know why people walk back there, if not for the occasional hobos or stoners, we even have a gazebo directly behind our house to sit and enjoy, but usually it is occupied with n'er do wells. This lady was walking back there with what looked like two tiny chihuahua sized dogs and two small kids on bikes with training wheels. The neighbor's dogs must have broke through the fence because there was a ton of barking and screaming ladies. I'm sorry, but the only thing coming out of my neighbor's mouth should have been "I am sorry!" "I am sorry!" Her dogs are relatively big, how is an older lady, maybe a grandma walking her grandkids and small dogs to defend everyone from a fifty pound dog coming at you? And you have the balls to go out there and argue? Shut up, get your shit dog, and apologize over and over again. Maybe euthanize the piece of shit.
All the things I would like to say, but I have already been called a whatever because I don't understand the poor plight of the caged doggy and its inherent want to bite that which it does not understand. Our neighbor must have one of those giant hearts of gold, brain the size of a pea. She is up to three or four ugly fucking rescue dogs, luckily there are no kids in the house. She always yells "don't worry, the dogs don't bite." whenever they have come on my property, but I totally freeze up and I hate that feeling.
Dog lovers don't get this, you see fur and cuteness, I see teeth and scars. I have already said I grew up in a small town where everybody had dogs, but nobody really cared for them or kept them locked up. To walk home meant to hope it was so hot after school that the dogs wouldn't bother chasing you home.
I hate to say it, but I had kind of hoped the dog next door bit one of the small dogs the lady had to get a lawsuit going, maybe euthanize some fuckers. I am trying to sleep during the day and one of the ladies works from home and guess doesn't want to hear them inside, but that means I get to hear them barking all afternoon long outside. One of them is those kinds that gets spooked and then stays in one spot barking like a recording every 5-10 seconds BARK!.... BARK!.... BARK! Shut the fuck up already. The lady rarely does anything about it. Occasionally, I will throw something against the fence or hit the metal grill with a piece of metal to scare the pieces of shit, but I don't think the dense owners get it.
That lady let her have it, it was beautiful. "No!, don't get after the dog, it's your fault that dog has no discipline! "That dog is behaving the way you taught her, it is no one's fault but your own!" She is correct on all instances. That greenbelt belongs to all of us, if my kids yelled obscenities at you every time you walked back there, you would conclude that the parents here suck and you would be right. Isn't it the same thing, if your shitty dogs bark and want to attack every time they hear a noise, doesn't it indicate the "doggy parents" suck? I say yes. All dogs suck, except Hans, because he don't bark, he's cool.
Anyways, beautiful scenery, I know why people walk back there, if not for the occasional hobos or stoners, we even have a gazebo directly behind our house to sit and enjoy, but usually it is occupied with n'er do wells. This lady was walking back there with what looked like two tiny chihuahua sized dogs and two small kids on bikes with training wheels. The neighbor's dogs must have broke through the fence because there was a ton of barking and screaming ladies. I'm sorry, but the only thing coming out of my neighbor's mouth should have been "I am sorry!" "I am sorry!" Her dogs are relatively big, how is an older lady, maybe a grandma walking her grandkids and small dogs to defend everyone from a fifty pound dog coming at you? And you have the balls to go out there and argue? Shut up, get your shit dog, and apologize over and over again. Maybe euthanize the piece of shit.
All the things I would like to say, but I have already been called a whatever because I don't understand the poor plight of the caged doggy and its inherent want to bite that which it does not understand. Our neighbor must have one of those giant hearts of gold, brain the size of a pea. She is up to three or four ugly fucking rescue dogs, luckily there are no kids in the house. She always yells "don't worry, the dogs don't bite." whenever they have come on my property, but I totally freeze up and I hate that feeling.
Dog lovers don't get this, you see fur and cuteness, I see teeth and scars. I have already said I grew up in a small town where everybody had dogs, but nobody really cared for them or kept them locked up. To walk home meant to hope it was so hot after school that the dogs wouldn't bother chasing you home.
I hate to say it, but I had kind of hoped the dog next door bit one of the small dogs the lady had to get a lawsuit going, maybe euthanize some fuckers. I am trying to sleep during the day and one of the ladies works from home and guess doesn't want to hear them inside, but that means I get to hear them barking all afternoon long outside. One of them is those kinds that gets spooked and then stays in one spot barking like a recording every 5-10 seconds BARK!.... BARK!.... BARK! Shut the fuck up already. The lady rarely does anything about it. Occasionally, I will throw something against the fence or hit the metal grill with a piece of metal to scare the pieces of shit, but I don't think the dense owners get it.
That lady let her have it, it was beautiful. "No!, don't get after the dog, it's your fault that dog has no discipline! "That dog is behaving the way you taught her, it is no one's fault but your own!" She is correct on all instances. That greenbelt belongs to all of us, if my kids yelled obscenities at you every time you walked back there, you would conclude that the parents here suck and you would be right. Isn't it the same thing, if your shitty dogs bark and want to attack every time they hear a noise, doesn't it indicate the "doggy parents" suck? I say yes. All dogs suck, except Hans, because he don't bark, he's cool.
Sunday, June 10, 2018
6/11/18 Another Typical Weekend?
These weekends are all kind of generic and bland right about now. Wife seemed to be coming home early on Friday, but she decided to stop at her Mom's house in SA and wait out rush hour or whatever and then didn't get home until 8:00-9:00pm. This is fine, except I'm not sure if I can leave the house and go "looking." We don't need anything per se, but you don't know you need something until you see it and then decide it is the one thing missing from your life to make you complete. I kind of screwed around and didn't line up my last night of work very efficiently, mostly because I didn't expect much work, as I have been pushing everything out the door, even stuff due like next Thursday is already done, but we got a few jobs in and hey, why not get them done ASAP. So I left work at 8:00am, it was payday and a long week, so I stopped for some tacos at Taco Cabana. Without Javalina here, I hate eating out of the house alone, so I made it all week on cereals and whatever Boy and his girlfriend left me as leftovers, they seem to enjoy cooking. Anyways, all this led to me getting in bed after 11:00am, which meant I wanted to sleep late and since Wife wasn't here, I did.
She always shows up like a high pressure system because she gets here hungry, first it is "I need to go to the bathroom, then what are we going to eat, then the movie starts in an hour, get up, get moving, get going, run run run… We saw Deadpool 2 and as I wrote about it already, it was an enjoyable funny movie. I like DP breaking down the 4th wall and talking to us the whole movie through, reminds us not to take it too seriously.
Since we got our movie in Friday night, we didn't have anything for Saturday, Wife is tired of the mall, I don't mind walking around it, but we don't need anything, other than some clothes for our trip next month, but I digress. It is way too hot to think of doing much of anything else.
I was up at like 6:30am, wrote like 3 day's worth of blogs, then went back to bed to do my husbandly duties and rape Wife a little bit, I know she would rather sleep, but then when does the little Mando get taken care of? You all would be disgusted if I took care of my needs outside the house, so light rape it is. She likes it, don't worry about it. After my two minutes in heaven, I needed to sleep and recharge all that energy and chi that just left my body. I finally woke up 3-4 hours later at 3:00pm and we went and got some stuff at Central Market, including the 2nd watermelon this year, they have both been delicious. We then got some meats at Target and grilled. Boy was having a Dungeons and Dragons night, it was originally his idea to grill, but he is super cheap, and never actually went and got meat.
I about fell asleep at the table watching my 3rd episode of Black-ish, which again Wife keeps insisting is funny, but the Wife is kind of a Bitch. The Valentine's episode was so bad, I could hardly get through it. First off, if your outfit is ugly, don't bitch when you get called out, shit was camo green, you ain't headed to war, put on some red shit or pink shit, you want to play the role of husband treat you like a queen, be his thing. It is his job to get the restaurant, get you a gift, be good company... if he complains all the time, he is going to complain that night, that is who he is. If you don't like that person, define that problem and don't have five freaking kids with him. I want to like the show, Anthony Anderson is great, but the wife always seems put off, this is why it is becoming harder and harder to watch scripted shows, if real people were this put off by being taken to the same restaurant every year, but you don't lift a finger to change things, fuck you. The Wife is always a know-it-all, and the husband has to play the buffoon. Come on, in most of these shows, they all live in huge houses/ apartments, the husband is usually the main breadwinner, he has to have some sort of brain, write the shows like that, more honestly.
For Valentine's, Wife makes a nice dinner at home, we include the boys, and maybe I get her a gift, we have been working on paying down credit cards, so the last two years I don't think we've even done anything, she's out of town most days, and that is fine. If Wife behaved like these bitches on TV where a gift really matters and sets the tone for the day, I'd a kicked that shallow ass on the street a long time ago. Reminds me of a guy I know, and what do all the expensive gifts amount to? Nothing, they were given to an unappreciative bitch!
She always shows up like a high pressure system because she gets here hungry, first it is "I need to go to the bathroom, then what are we going to eat, then the movie starts in an hour, get up, get moving, get going, run run run… We saw Deadpool 2 and as I wrote about it already, it was an enjoyable funny movie. I like DP breaking down the 4th wall and talking to us the whole movie through, reminds us not to take it too seriously.
Since we got our movie in Friday night, we didn't have anything for Saturday, Wife is tired of the mall, I don't mind walking around it, but we don't need anything, other than some clothes for our trip next month, but I digress. It is way too hot to think of doing much of anything else.
I was up at like 6:30am, wrote like 3 day's worth of blogs, then went back to bed to do my husbandly duties and rape Wife a little bit, I know she would rather sleep, but then when does the little Mando get taken care of? You all would be disgusted if I took care of my needs outside the house, so light rape it is. She likes it, don't worry about it. After my two minutes in heaven, I needed to sleep and recharge all that energy and chi that just left my body. I finally woke up 3-4 hours later at 3:00pm and we went and got some stuff at Central Market, including the 2nd watermelon this year, they have both been delicious. We then got some meats at Target and grilled. Boy was having a Dungeons and Dragons night, it was originally his idea to grill, but he is super cheap, and never actually went and got meat.
I about fell asleep at the table watching my 3rd episode of Black-ish, which again Wife keeps insisting is funny, but the Wife is kind of a Bitch. The Valentine's episode was so bad, I could hardly get through it. First off, if your outfit is ugly, don't bitch when you get called out, shit was camo green, you ain't headed to war, put on some red shit or pink shit, you want to play the role of husband treat you like a queen, be his thing. It is his job to get the restaurant, get you a gift, be good company... if he complains all the time, he is going to complain that night, that is who he is. If you don't like that person, define that problem and don't have five freaking kids with him. I want to like the show, Anthony Anderson is great, but the wife always seems put off, this is why it is becoming harder and harder to watch scripted shows, if real people were this put off by being taken to the same restaurant every year, but you don't lift a finger to change things, fuck you. The Wife is always a know-it-all, and the husband has to play the buffoon. Come on, in most of these shows, they all live in huge houses/ apartments, the husband is usually the main breadwinner, he has to have some sort of brain, write the shows like that, more honestly.
For Valentine's, Wife makes a nice dinner at home, we include the boys, and maybe I get her a gift, we have been working on paying down credit cards, so the last two years I don't think we've even done anything, she's out of town most days, and that is fine. If Wife behaved like these bitches on TV where a gift really matters and sets the tone for the day, I'd a kicked that shallow ass on the street a long time ago. Reminds me of a guy I know, and what do all the expensive gifts amount to? Nothing, they were given to an unappreciative bitch!
6/10/18 Time Traveling In Super Hero Movies?
I guess this has been going on for a long time with super heroes, it seems easy when you draw a cartoon to envision a world where jumping time is relatively easy. I say time can only move forward, I find it hard to believe we could change that constant and perhaps make it stop or even run in reverse. Even the late Christopher Reeve managed to save Lois Lane by spinning around the world in an opposite direction to make the earth spin in reverse, this gave Superman just enough time to come in and save her from some earthquake, as I recall.
In the last Infinity War with all the Marvel Heroes, we see stupid Dr. Strange decide he won't destroy his infinity stone, only to pretty much wrap it with a bow and give it to the bad guy in exchange for Iron Man. They didn't really know each other, even if they should have, I didn't get why he would have done this. This of course sets the stage for Thanos's interaction with Vision who has spent about half the movie trying to remove the stone from his forehead to destroy it without dying, doing it, but then just like a brute, Thanos scoots back in time long enough, grabs Vision and rips it from his head, that was cheating, to me and three-four weeks later, I am still pissed about it. Funny how so many were evaporated, but all the main Avengers remained. You just know they have to figure out a way to bring back Spiderman, good looking white kid? Of course. Wakanda, I don't know, a bunch of black warrior people? Hmmm. The whole thing falls apart, fuck that, if you can bring back one, you can bring back all of them, all the way back to Gamora. You assholes painted yourself into a corner, otherwise Star-Lord has to become a brooding mess and that franchise is making you millions of dollars, stupids!!
In Deadpool, Cable shows up from the future and of course after the movie, Javalina wanted to discuss this as he didn't agree with some things. His take was that if Deadpool goes back in time and kills the bad guy and his girlfriend never dies, he doesn't get to save the kid from Cable because they have no reason to meet. My thought is that he had to go through all that pain and part of the story, or he would have never gotten his hands on the time device, so the girlfriend did have to die, he has to go on the journey the movie took him through and then if he got ahold of a time changing device, he can go back before the girlfriend gets killed, save her and just like the rails of a train track, you just keep going forward from that point in your timeline. Deadpool would have the memory of meeting and fighting Cable and becoming friends with him, but the girlfriend would not as she didn't exist for that loop of time. The train track then did a loop and connected with the original track and picked up the girlfriend, that makes sense to me.
That is not exactly as Cable did it because he went back in time after his family was dead to change the past and upon changing Firefist into a good guy, we see the teddy bear go from bloodied and burned to just a regular teddy bear, indicating the family was never killed and burned. I almost confuse myself in this thinking, I am sure these are not exactly the same ways in which these two went about saving their loved one's lives. If, like Deapool, he goes back in time to kill Firefist, he had to see them dead before jumping time. That already exists, making Firefist a good guy doesn't change what he did on another time line, he is just going on the good guy timeline now, but there is an old one which he was bad. I guess this is why people shouldn't fuck with time travel, it still bothers me, and it is confusing to discuss.
In the last Infinity War with all the Marvel Heroes, we see stupid Dr. Strange decide he won't destroy his infinity stone, only to pretty much wrap it with a bow and give it to the bad guy in exchange for Iron Man. They didn't really know each other, even if they should have, I didn't get why he would have done this. This of course sets the stage for Thanos's interaction with Vision who has spent about half the movie trying to remove the stone from his forehead to destroy it without dying, doing it, but then just like a brute, Thanos scoots back in time long enough, grabs Vision and rips it from his head, that was cheating, to me and three-four weeks later, I am still pissed about it. Funny how so many were evaporated, but all the main Avengers remained. You just know they have to figure out a way to bring back Spiderman, good looking white kid? Of course. Wakanda, I don't know, a bunch of black warrior people? Hmmm. The whole thing falls apart, fuck that, if you can bring back one, you can bring back all of them, all the way back to Gamora. You assholes painted yourself into a corner, otherwise Star-Lord has to become a brooding mess and that franchise is making you millions of dollars, stupids!!
In Deadpool, Cable shows up from the future and of course after the movie, Javalina wanted to discuss this as he didn't agree with some things. His take was that if Deadpool goes back in time and kills the bad guy and his girlfriend never dies, he doesn't get to save the kid from Cable because they have no reason to meet. My thought is that he had to go through all that pain and part of the story, or he would have never gotten his hands on the time device, so the girlfriend did have to die, he has to go on the journey the movie took him through and then if he got ahold of a time changing device, he can go back before the girlfriend gets killed, save her and just like the rails of a train track, you just keep going forward from that point in your timeline. Deadpool would have the memory of meeting and fighting Cable and becoming friends with him, but the girlfriend would not as she didn't exist for that loop of time. The train track then did a loop and connected with the original track and picked up the girlfriend, that makes sense to me.
That is not exactly as Cable did it because he went back in time after his family was dead to change the past and upon changing Firefist into a good guy, we see the teddy bear go from bloodied and burned to just a regular teddy bear, indicating the family was never killed and burned. I almost confuse myself in this thinking, I am sure these are not exactly the same ways in which these two went about saving their loved one's lives. If, like Deapool, he goes back in time to kill Firefist, he had to see them dead before jumping time. That already exists, making Firefist a good guy doesn't change what he did on another time line, he is just going on the good guy timeline now, but there is an old one which he was bad. I guess this is why people shouldn't fuck with time travel, it still bothers me, and it is confusing to discuss.
6/9/18 Deadpool 2 (Movie) (Spoilers)
This is what a super hero movie should be. The hero is indestructible, there is plenty of comedy, we must go through a little pain with the hero, but it is usually his driving force and ultimately makes him mature into a better person. This is in contrast to the last Marvel Heroes movie which was shit, leaving you crying, for no good reason, the DC movie where they were all fighting each other, turning on Superman who has been our hero of heroes for over 50 years. Even if you want to throw in the Star Wars franchise and the slow raping they are doing to it, as Ben Shapiro said, they are slowly killing our childhood heroes in the interest of making a quick buck today, what will be left for us to care, nobody cares about Rey (who barely seems to want to be there) or even worse Lil Darth with the temper tantrums.
Deadpool starts off strong showing us a montage in which he goes after all sorts of mafias and bad guys. It looks like he is in Japan, China, Italy, and others before coming home to relax with his girl. He is having a great day, it is his anniversary and the GF has just given him baby fever, she has removed her IUD and given it to him as a sign that she is ready for him to put a baby in her. No sooner do they go through this than they are ambushed by a gang of killers, surely sent by one of the gangs he has attacked. In lame movie fashion, he kills all but the very slowest last one to show at the door who manages to shoot the perfect shot, I think he actually deflected it towards her, killing her instantly. He gets the guy, but feels destroyed and kills himself for the first of three times.
In come the X-Men generic characters from the first one, which of course Deadpool has to be sarcastic about saying he would even take the one with the wings, who was annoying. In a bit of really funny but useless footage, Deadpool is walking down the hall backwards complaining about this, Beast slowly closes the door while Professor X and the rest of them give us the shh sign over their mouths. Deadpool gets with his guy at the hit man bar and decide he needs his own X-Men, which he calls X-Forces, but after spending about ten minutes of the movie, all but one go on to die before they even land on the ground, due to brisk winds and them coming in on parachutes, it was pretty dark humor and what makes this franchise different from the others.
The only one to survive is Domino who claims her superpower is luck. Deadpool of course argues with her for a while but ultimately kind of agrees luck may be something of a power. She has the coolest scene in the movie as she is chasing the vehicle full of mutants and we see her luck push her along and help her in every way imaginable.
The real reason for the movie, its driving force, is to save a young Firefist from Cable, a super soldier that comes through time to try and save his family by killing the guy who kills them beforehand. Once all the mutants on the vehicle are freed and Firefist is besties with Juggernaut, Cable decides he needs Deadpool's help. They join forces, but only after Deadpool gets his word that he will be given a chance to save the boy without killing him. In the 2nd death scene, Deadpool again talks to his dead GF and she says something like children are our future and he pieces together that his destiny lies in saving the boy, up until then, he has only cared about himself, which is a big change for him.
In the end, Cable decides to hang around, I guess to see how the past is and make sure he can maybe help guide Deadpool in the right direction. This gives Deadpool a chance to grab his time sliding device and apparently, save his girlfriend, undo the first Deadpool in the X-Men movie which kind of confused me, as he was not funny once he had his powers, and even escaping the movie scene, he is in Ryan Reynold's home as he just got the Green Lantern notes and lines and puts a bullet in his head, which is confusing, considering, he is Deadpool.
Deadpool starts off strong showing us a montage in which he goes after all sorts of mafias and bad guys. It looks like he is in Japan, China, Italy, and others before coming home to relax with his girl. He is having a great day, it is his anniversary and the GF has just given him baby fever, she has removed her IUD and given it to him as a sign that she is ready for him to put a baby in her. No sooner do they go through this than they are ambushed by a gang of killers, surely sent by one of the gangs he has attacked. In lame movie fashion, he kills all but the very slowest last one to show at the door who manages to shoot the perfect shot, I think he actually deflected it towards her, killing her instantly. He gets the guy, but feels destroyed and kills himself for the first of three times.
In come the X-Men generic characters from the first one, which of course Deadpool has to be sarcastic about saying he would even take the one with the wings, who was annoying. In a bit of really funny but useless footage, Deadpool is walking down the hall backwards complaining about this, Beast slowly closes the door while Professor X and the rest of them give us the shh sign over their mouths. Deadpool gets with his guy at the hit man bar and decide he needs his own X-Men, which he calls X-Forces, but after spending about ten minutes of the movie, all but one go on to die before they even land on the ground, due to brisk winds and them coming in on parachutes, it was pretty dark humor and what makes this franchise different from the others.
The only one to survive is Domino who claims her superpower is luck. Deadpool of course argues with her for a while but ultimately kind of agrees luck may be something of a power. She has the coolest scene in the movie as she is chasing the vehicle full of mutants and we see her luck push her along and help her in every way imaginable.
The real reason for the movie, its driving force, is to save a young Firefist from Cable, a super soldier that comes through time to try and save his family by killing the guy who kills them beforehand. Once all the mutants on the vehicle are freed and Firefist is besties with Juggernaut, Cable decides he needs Deadpool's help. They join forces, but only after Deadpool gets his word that he will be given a chance to save the boy without killing him. In the 2nd death scene, Deadpool again talks to his dead GF and she says something like children are our future and he pieces together that his destiny lies in saving the boy, up until then, he has only cared about himself, which is a big change for him.
In the end, Cable decides to hang around, I guess to see how the past is and make sure he can maybe help guide Deadpool in the right direction. This gives Deadpool a chance to grab his time sliding device and apparently, save his girlfriend, undo the first Deadpool in the X-Men movie which kind of confused me, as he was not funny once he had his powers, and even escaping the movie scene, he is in Ryan Reynold's home as he just got the Green Lantern notes and lines and puts a bullet in his head, which is confusing, considering, he is Deadpool.
Saturday, June 9, 2018
6/8/18 A Thought From My Youth?
I was just listening to Tom Segura on a Netflix show and he starts going on ab out the new laws in Denver and how one does not have to hide their weed anymore. This reminded me of the many times my dad would send us to the corner store, which had us crossing a four lane road which did come to a stop a few houses down, but it was still a little dangerous.
First of all, we live in the center of town, almost. The courthouse and police department are about 4-5 blocks away, but when we moved into our house, we were surrounded by empty lots, like four of them, which gave us plenty of space to roam and play. When you are shorter than the wild grass, you can hide in there, build forts or just play hide and seek. It was pretty cool. eventually most of the lots got bought, except for the one behind us and to the side. This was our shortcut to the corner stores. Thinking of today, I don't think I would let Javalina go walking like that at age 13, yet we did it all the time, way younger than that. My folks would just say it was different times.
Back when I was about 10 years old, we would go routinely and get my dad cigarettes, how I didn't pick up the habit, I just don't know. Not only would he send me to buy them, sometimes he would let me turn them on, to show us how hard it was. I remember that cold feeling when whatever (nicotine) in the cigarette cleaned your lungs, I should have become addicted to them. Other than that, the little stores were cool. We could always go buy candy, or sodas, and all it took was a little loose change, back in the day.
For a while, one of the stores or buildings was a quickie burger joint. It wasn't like a Dairy Queen, but one could pick up burgers and fries and they had video games, the real ones that would take a quarter to play.
First of all, we live in the center of town, almost. The courthouse and police department are about 4-5 blocks away, but when we moved into our house, we were surrounded by empty lots, like four of them, which gave us plenty of space to roam and play. When you are shorter than the wild grass, you can hide in there, build forts or just play hide and seek. It was pretty cool. eventually most of the lots got bought, except for the one behind us and to the side. This was our shortcut to the corner stores. Thinking of today, I don't think I would let Javalina go walking like that at age 13, yet we did it all the time, way younger than that. My folks would just say it was different times.
Back when I was about 10 years old, we would go routinely and get my dad cigarettes, how I didn't pick up the habit, I just don't know. Not only would he send me to buy them, sometimes he would let me turn them on, to show us how hard it was. I remember that cold feeling when whatever (nicotine) in the cigarette cleaned your lungs, I should have become addicted to them. Other than that, the little stores were cool. We could always go buy candy, or sodas, and all it took was a little loose change, back in the day.
For a while, one of the stores or buildings was a quickie burger joint. It wasn't like a Dairy Queen, but one could pick up burgers and fries and they had video games, the real ones that would take a quarter to play.
Thursday, June 7, 2018
6/7/18 Shhh, Quiet?
Man, it is quiet normally without Wife, she is the talker, the storm that makes us jump up and do the stuff we're supposed to do, but after two years of her being gone all week, she comes in growling to do this and that, but she falls in line with the rest of us when she realizes how tired she is and it would be easier to retreat to our bedroom and watch TV and chill. With school ending last week for Javalina, he decided to go with Mama and visit my folks for the week. This leaves just me and Robot Boy to man the house. His job is keeping his ass busy, typically gets up and heads out by 8:00am and then gets home around 5:30-6:00pm. First thing he does is go dives under his blankets for an afternoon nap.
That leaves me alone all day, which is fine because I am asleep, but I liked waking up and eating with Javalina after school, he is just a little demanding, knows how to get me to go eat here and there (he does prefer Whataburger too much, but that's OK), and adds just the right amount of conversation. We all like our computer time nowadays.
With my long shifts though, a workweek passes by quickly. It is already Thursday, I will go home, eat some cereal, wake, eat something, and come in for my last night of the week. Wife should be back with my young pain in the butt on Friday, hopefully at a decent hour. I think we have dug ourselves out of that hole that we were in when we lost our renters. At least I am not panicking anymore. I paid off Lowe's with some OT from a couple weeks ago and there should be more to pay off the tires I put on Boy's SUV this week, although Wife's SUV also needs tires. They might be pricier than I thought because they are so sporty and even though it is a tiny KIA Soul, she's rolling on 18s with skinny sidewalls, IDK. But I looked and the Michelins were like $250, Pirelli is a good brand too, and they were only $160 a tire, so I may go that route. Last week she was at 59, 800miles, which means she is averaging about 30,000 miles a year, not bad, considering she makes the trip up here every week, sometimes a few times a week.
I guess I still wouldn't mind new renters, my family for all their lamenting about how they can't visit because there is no room, are just so full of crap. I am hearing nothing but crickets, nobody is calling that they are on their way to visit and we have had two empty bedrooms for a couple months now, each with its own King bed.
That leaves me alone all day, which is fine because I am asleep, but I liked waking up and eating with Javalina after school, he is just a little demanding, knows how to get me to go eat here and there (he does prefer Whataburger too much, but that's OK), and adds just the right amount of conversation. We all like our computer time nowadays.
With my long shifts though, a workweek passes by quickly. It is already Thursday, I will go home, eat some cereal, wake, eat something, and come in for my last night of the week. Wife should be back with my young pain in the butt on Friday, hopefully at a decent hour. I think we have dug ourselves out of that hole that we were in when we lost our renters. At least I am not panicking anymore. I paid off Lowe's with some OT from a couple weeks ago and there should be more to pay off the tires I put on Boy's SUV this week, although Wife's SUV also needs tires. They might be pricier than I thought because they are so sporty and even though it is a tiny KIA Soul, she's rolling on 18s with skinny sidewalls, IDK. But I looked and the Michelins were like $250, Pirelli is a good brand too, and they were only $160 a tire, so I may go that route. Last week she was at 59, 800miles, which means she is averaging about 30,000 miles a year, not bad, considering she makes the trip up here every week, sometimes a few times a week.
I guess I still wouldn't mind new renters, my family for all their lamenting about how they can't visit because there is no room, are just so full of crap. I am hearing nothing but crickets, nobody is calling that they are on their way to visit and we have had two empty bedrooms for a couple months now, each with its own King bed.
Wednesday, June 6, 2018
6/6/18 Family Made Me An Offer I Can't Refuse?
A few months ago I got all excited when I found a waterfront lot about 10 minutes from my mom's house. It has 10 acres, what looks like a chunky deep part of the Nueces River along the back end of it and most of it has been planted in a very ordered way, like a tree every 20 feet in a square fashion . This makes most of the lot appear to be shaded, which is just another plus to everything else I liked immediately. I showed it to my brother and my mom who between them gave me "what the fuck is the matter with you?", "This is why you're poor!", "Fuck no, so you can bring your fucking friends from Austin?", "You can't afford it!" I was not that bothered by it, after all, it was Easter Weekend and I know how stressful it is to buy chocolate rabbits and a little BBQ meat, it just leaves people tired and cranky. My internal voice just said fuck it, you really want a place on a big river like Lake Travis with a view or as Wife wants, something on the coast. These peeps are small town Simpletons, I can't blame them for being scared to venture outside their homes. It was hard enough for my brother to actually come outside and buy the house next door to mommy.
Fast forward to Monday, my Mom sent me some pics with my nephew and niece out by a very pretty riverfront, nice and shaded and my little nephew is fishing, which I thought cool. I said something generic like very nice, and I would still like those acres so we could fish like that on our own property. My brother in law must have missed the roasting they gave me because he sounded interested. I am always looking at land and stuff and I happened to glance it was still listed for sale as of last week. I told him about it and sent the pics I had taken from the website. My Mom was receptive to the idea, she can be like two different people without "Grima Wormtongue" whispering in her ear. Now they want to look at the land and see if it is as good as the website says, see what it looks like for real.
I like the idea of parking our RV down there, if Wife is going to continue working in La Pryor, this would give her some more privacy and a place of her own. I technically have a nutritionist taking care of me, so I should start shedding the pounds and that should make me that much better for driving long distances and not getting sleepy. I worry that my a-hole bro-bro will whine that my Wife is staying there, so she is using up the dirt faster than him, so we should pay more and all that other childish shit that tends to come out whenever we try to do something out of his comfort zone, which is very tiny. I also want to see how my Mom is feeling about this after Grima gets another chance to convince her that somehow I am scamming everyone and somehow I will peel the ten acres off the land and move them closer to Austin, or maybe my scam is to steal all the trees. As smart as they all really are, their naivete astonishes me. How would they not benefit more than me, if they live ten minutes from the place, whereas I live three hours away? We'll see.
Fast forward to Monday, my Mom sent me some pics with my nephew and niece out by a very pretty riverfront, nice and shaded and my little nephew is fishing, which I thought cool. I said something generic like very nice, and I would still like those acres so we could fish like that on our own property. My brother in law must have missed the roasting they gave me because he sounded interested. I am always looking at land and stuff and I happened to glance it was still listed for sale as of last week. I told him about it and sent the pics I had taken from the website. My Mom was receptive to the idea, she can be like two different people without "Grima Wormtongue" whispering in her ear. Now they want to look at the land and see if it is as good as the website says, see what it looks like for real.
I like the idea of parking our RV down there, if Wife is going to continue working in La Pryor, this would give her some more privacy and a place of her own. I technically have a nutritionist taking care of me, so I should start shedding the pounds and that should make me that much better for driving long distances and not getting sleepy. I worry that my a-hole bro-bro will whine that my Wife is staying there, so she is using up the dirt faster than him, so we should pay more and all that other childish shit that tends to come out whenever we try to do something out of his comfort zone, which is very tiny. I also want to see how my Mom is feeling about this after Grima gets another chance to convince her that somehow I am scamming everyone and somehow I will peel the ten acres off the land and move them closer to Austin, or maybe my scam is to steal all the trees. As smart as they all really are, their naivete astonishes me. How would they not benefit more than me, if they live ten minutes from the place, whereas I live three hours away? We'll see.
Tuesday, June 5, 2018
6/5/18 Looks Like I Have A Dietician In The House?
Ever since Boy started dating, GF has been in Shock and Awe at how we eat. She is your standard sized girl, close to 110-120, I am sure, and not trying to be rude or anything, but she keeps harping on our food. Last night she was concerned about my foot and we discussed it and the possibility of having gout. She poked and prodded and stretched and came to the conclusion that she did not think it was gout because she was able to touch it and I didn't cry in pain. I told her I was on the second week of pain and I thought it was. I can move the toe, so I don't believe it is broke. She then asked about my diet and I told her all the take out, and she could have had a panic attack. I told her that is why I started eating so much of the frozen fish, I thought it would be better than take out, she just offered to prepare meals for me and Javalina, if it would help.
I joked if she had a problem with fat people, "are you going to fix me?" She assured me she was just trying to help me. I am willing to try anything, especially if you can prove to me it is a cheaper way to eat and healthier to boot. Boy is very skinny but again, he does not eat better than us, he is just lucky because of his genetics. He keeps tubs of all sorts of candies in his room, even gives me some from time to time after he gets tired of some. That makes her shudder too. Her big thing is she used to watch her grandpa who was diabetic and says that right now if I can prevent becoming diabetic, I should do everything in my power. I tell her I understand, I just don't have the energy to work, and workout, and make perfect little meals. I just eat whatever and move along. Truth be told, it is probably this twelve hour shift that is killing me slowly, but I don't want to work more days, I could do 4 tens, meaning working Monday through Thursday nights, on 10 hour shifts. Two more hours for me a day would be nice, but I am worried, maybe after Wife's next raise, because I would lose money doing this.
As far as my toe, it is still hurting, I want to think it is hurting as much as it is because I have been on my feet all night, but who knows. I am avoiding sodas this week, if the pain doesn't go away, maybe I'll go to the doc next week.
I joked if she had a problem with fat people, "are you going to fix me?" She assured me she was just trying to help me. I am willing to try anything, especially if you can prove to me it is a cheaper way to eat and healthier to boot. Boy is very skinny but again, he does not eat better than us, he is just lucky because of his genetics. He keeps tubs of all sorts of candies in his room, even gives me some from time to time after he gets tired of some. That makes her shudder too. Her big thing is she used to watch her grandpa who was diabetic and says that right now if I can prevent becoming diabetic, I should do everything in my power. I tell her I understand, I just don't have the energy to work, and workout, and make perfect little meals. I just eat whatever and move along. Truth be told, it is probably this twelve hour shift that is killing me slowly, but I don't want to work more days, I could do 4 tens, meaning working Monday through Thursday nights, on 10 hour shifts. Two more hours for me a day would be nice, but I am worried, maybe after Wife's next raise, because I would lose money doing this.
As far as my toe, it is still hurting, I want to think it is hurting as much as it is because I have been on my feet all night, but who knows. I am avoiding sodas this week, if the pain doesn't go away, maybe I'll go to the doc next week.
Sunday, June 3, 2018
6/4/18 Is It Gout?
Last Friday I cut the grass, I believe the day before I cut my toenails, and soon after, I was hurting like nobody's business. I just assumed I had somehow turned or caught my big toe as I turned the mower cutting the grass. Wife and even Boy were thinking maybe it was an ingrown toenail. There is a certain numbness like when I have an ingrown toenail, but this is further down, closer to the bone like the knuckle on the fingers and hand, but only on the big toe of the right foot.
My thought is that I had sprained it because although it hurt a bunch and still does, I find that I can move the toe, especially down, so I think that indicates that it is not broke. Again, I never hit myself or did anything that makes me say oh yeah, I hit it and possibly broke it or sprained it. After giving it two weekends of rest, and the workweek was a short one, I am still feeling pulsations of pain. Wife went back to the Googles and found another option, gout, maybe arthritis. My mom has a pretty severe battle going on with arthritis, but online it said arthritis comes on slowly, not overnight and certainly not as aggressive as what I got. Meanwhile, gout comes on suddenly and feels like a stabbing pain, according to one website. Thinking about it, we have an uncle who has been diagnosed with gout, so it exists in the family.
As soon as Wife arrived in Crystal City, she started looking up reasons for toe pain and as soon as she stumbled upon gout, she called me. It's like everything made sense, instantly because I don't recall hurting myself, and the readings say gout just comes on. I have not done anything to help myself, Wife wanted us to stop eating out every day after school and at one point about a month ago I tried these big fish squares which are frozen and in the toaster oven take about 20 minutes to heat. That was just perfect, as I could set them, run to get Javalina from school and upon walking into the house, I would hear the ding of the toaster being done. Two pieces of bread, a slice of cheddar cheese and the fish stick X 2 had both Javalina and myself forgetting about burgers and chicken strips pretty quickly. Surprisingly, fish is one of the first things on the list of gout no-no's. Another one is sodas, and I didn't see it on the list, but I am sure I am not doing myself favors by drinking all these sugar free drinks which are nothing but weird chemicals. It is really stupid, because I had every intention of starting to walk/jog with Javalina in the morning, and I thought by eating fish instead of burgers, I was somehow getting ahead, same with eliminating all the soda sugar and drinking Crystal Light Tea or Fruit Punch every day.
I am going to have to try harder and just drop down to fruits and veggies (salads) for awhile. I will try to avoid anything with preservatives, which until now, I had ignored as it was something for hysterical girls to whine about. I made a side bet with Wife, which I am sure she will hold up her end of the deal. I told her I would only get serious about getting some jetskis when we pay off our debt if I can manage to lose 100 pounds or so, get myself down closer to 300, 400 is too much weight for me to carry as I start becoming a frail old man. I did it one other time, and it wasn't hard, but I barely ate back then in college, I guess I need to do that once again.
My thought is that I had sprained it because although it hurt a bunch and still does, I find that I can move the toe, especially down, so I think that indicates that it is not broke. Again, I never hit myself or did anything that makes me say oh yeah, I hit it and possibly broke it or sprained it. After giving it two weekends of rest, and the workweek was a short one, I am still feeling pulsations of pain. Wife went back to the Googles and found another option, gout, maybe arthritis. My mom has a pretty severe battle going on with arthritis, but online it said arthritis comes on slowly, not overnight and certainly not as aggressive as what I got. Meanwhile, gout comes on suddenly and feels like a stabbing pain, according to one website. Thinking about it, we have an uncle who has been diagnosed with gout, so it exists in the family.
As soon as Wife arrived in Crystal City, she started looking up reasons for toe pain and as soon as she stumbled upon gout, she called me. It's like everything made sense, instantly because I don't recall hurting myself, and the readings say gout just comes on. I have not done anything to help myself, Wife wanted us to stop eating out every day after school and at one point about a month ago I tried these big fish squares which are frozen and in the toaster oven take about 20 minutes to heat. That was just perfect, as I could set them, run to get Javalina from school and upon walking into the house, I would hear the ding of the toaster being done. Two pieces of bread, a slice of cheddar cheese and the fish stick X 2 had both Javalina and myself forgetting about burgers and chicken strips pretty quickly. Surprisingly, fish is one of the first things on the list of gout no-no's. Another one is sodas, and I didn't see it on the list, but I am sure I am not doing myself favors by drinking all these sugar free drinks which are nothing but weird chemicals. It is really stupid, because I had every intention of starting to walk/jog with Javalina in the morning, and I thought by eating fish instead of burgers, I was somehow getting ahead, same with eliminating all the soda sugar and drinking Crystal Light Tea or Fruit Punch every day.
I am going to have to try harder and just drop down to fruits and veggies (salads) for awhile. I will try to avoid anything with preservatives, which until now, I had ignored as it was something for hysterical girls to whine about. I made a side bet with Wife, which I am sure she will hold up her end of the deal. I told her I would only get serious about getting some jetskis when we pay off our debt if I can manage to lose 100 pounds or so, get myself down closer to 300, 400 is too much weight for me to carry as I start becoming a frail old man. I did it one other time, and it wasn't hard, but I barely ate back then in college, I guess I need to do that once again.
6/3/18 Single Parenting Is The New Norm?
There is this new commercial playing in the theaters and on TV. It is a cartoon for Phoenix Online Classes or something like that, but what rubbed me the wrong way is the total omission of a father figure. Is it easier to put their message out of a woman succeeding in a tough world and providing for her kids without a man? I find it a bit insulting and a big lie.
People progress at their own speeds, I know we can't all be finished with school by the time we want, sometimes life gets in the way, but in my life experience, Wife was able to go back and get her Master's degree because we discussed it and I fully supported her. Of course, she did all the schoolwork and she has been a beast taking care of everything that was required and holding a job, but she also had me supporting her and while she was going to school, I was making at least twice her salary. I just don't believe she finishes the program as fast as she did without my support. My sister also needed to take classes post marriage and again, she had her husband in full support. Now she gets to be a bad ass Principal who has turned the Junior high around and solved a lot of discipline issues because she takes no shit and does not hesitate to get rid of any little a-hole, "Off With His Head!!!" if she could, but "off to the alternative school for you."
We could go back a generation and my mom did a similar program where she took a bunch of classes on nights and summers to become a counselor. Prior to that, she had been the typing teacher and she taught some business classes, both of which I am not sure exist anymore. Sure my dad was never half as helpful as I am around the house, but it was different times and he did help in paying the bills, so it's not like my mom was doing it alone, even if she had the house full with a ton of kids.
In the cartoon, the lady is working in an assembly room running a press or drill machine, she gets downsized to where she is the last one doing it in a world full of robots doing her job and eventually she gets the boot. There is a second of her feeling sorry for herself, then she starts taking classes and in the next scene the "she can do it." slogan becomes "she can do IT." It is a clever little play on a very old woman's empowerment BS. I maintain that anything like this would be at least for two years as an associate's degree, so it is definitely not overnight. I guess they don't need to show her living on food stamps and section 8 housing for a couple years? Not that there's anything wrong with that, I guess, but woman's empowerment still needs financial support from somewhere, so don't act like the men don't matter.
Seriously, women, quit fucking losers who are going to leave you saddled with a bunch of kids so you're not the sad sack trying to figure out what you are going to do when your job becomes obsolete. I realize I may lose my awesome job one day, which is why I encouraged Wife to do what she did, there may be a time she carries me. I just hate commercials like this, even if we live in a world where husbands are becoming an endangered species, don't glorify it.
People progress at their own speeds, I know we can't all be finished with school by the time we want, sometimes life gets in the way, but in my life experience, Wife was able to go back and get her Master's degree because we discussed it and I fully supported her. Of course, she did all the schoolwork and she has been a beast taking care of everything that was required and holding a job, but she also had me supporting her and while she was going to school, I was making at least twice her salary. I just don't believe she finishes the program as fast as she did without my support. My sister also needed to take classes post marriage and again, she had her husband in full support. Now she gets to be a bad ass Principal who has turned the Junior high around and solved a lot of discipline issues because she takes no shit and does not hesitate to get rid of any little a-hole, "Off With His Head!!!" if she could, but "off to the alternative school for you."
We could go back a generation and my mom did a similar program where she took a bunch of classes on nights and summers to become a counselor. Prior to that, she had been the typing teacher and she taught some business classes, both of which I am not sure exist anymore. Sure my dad was never half as helpful as I am around the house, but it was different times and he did help in paying the bills, so it's not like my mom was doing it alone, even if she had the house full with a ton of kids.
In the cartoon, the lady is working in an assembly room running a press or drill machine, she gets downsized to where she is the last one doing it in a world full of robots doing her job and eventually she gets the boot. There is a second of her feeling sorry for herself, then she starts taking classes and in the next scene the "she can do it." slogan becomes "she can do IT." It is a clever little play on a very old woman's empowerment BS. I maintain that anything like this would be at least for two years as an associate's degree, so it is definitely not overnight. I guess they don't need to show her living on food stamps and section 8 housing for a couple years? Not that there's anything wrong with that, I guess, but woman's empowerment still needs financial support from somewhere, so don't act like the men don't matter.
Seriously, women, quit fucking losers who are going to leave you saddled with a bunch of kids so you're not the sad sack trying to figure out what you are going to do when your job becomes obsolete. I realize I may lose my awesome job one day, which is why I encouraged Wife to do what she did, there may be a time she carries me. I just hate commercials like this, even if we live in a world where husbands are becoming an endangered species, don't glorify it.
Friday, June 1, 2018
6/2/18 Jersey Shore Reunion?
I hate to admit it, but I loved watching this show apparently starting eight years ago or something like that. It had a pretty good run of six seasons, considering they weren't doing much but getting drunk and causing self-induced drama, that is pretty good. What was good about the show? The fact that the guys played it straight and were just being guys trying to get laid was very cool. They even managed to bring some girls in even with all the cameras and I'm sure paperwork they had to sign. The girls were harder to enjoy, although they were all attractive girls, they would get drunk and act the fool, almost in every episode. Snooki was probably the breakout star, to me, because she got beat up frequently and yet was never crying "poor me." She was a little spitfire.
In the new episodes, only Sammi is missing, and although she might have been the prettiest of the girls, her and Ron were annoying on camera, because they acted like an old married couple. It was much more fun seeing Ron scamming on girls after they would break up, Sammi would only stay in and cry. Other than that, the rest of the crew is back and although they have had to grow up some, they still seem very familiar. Mike, the Situation, seems a little worse for the wear, as he is struggling and possibly facing jail time over some tax evasion issues which haven't been discussed, but their has been a hesitation for him to go and party. In the episode I saw, the girls went back home to go see their kids and stuff, while the guys stayed and went to go rent some nice cars. Mike was talking about owning a couple of Ferraris and other expensive cars, which he has lost all. Currently, he claims to be driving a car with neither leather nor A/C, cue the sad trombone, waah woh wuhhh.
In their efforts to prank each other, Pauly calls and invites Angelina who was not a regular, but was around a bit. In the old clips she is fighting with everybody, ending on the ground throwing punches with Snooki. I am not sure if she is staying to replace Sammi, but I thought she fit in. The show needs some single gals to chase after guys. Most of them seem involved in real life with real people, so they can't be acting like "hoes."
There was a follow up show, I don't know how I ended up on MTV, I rarely change the channel from HGTV (but I hate those fake ass couples redoing houses). Anyways, Floribama is the same idea but with a Southern charm to it, if southern charm means the girls have less shame and the guys are even more effeminate. I'm sorry, but if a girl jumps in your bed, at least suck her titties before saying "let's just be friends." I didn't know guys twerked, I thought it was a slutty girl thing, and who turns down a girl flashing her titties at you.
Oh well, MTV doesn't stand for Music TeleVision anymore, but the drama still continues, so there is that. We have You Tube for our music video needs.
In the new episodes, only Sammi is missing, and although she might have been the prettiest of the girls, her and Ron were annoying on camera, because they acted like an old married couple. It was much more fun seeing Ron scamming on girls after they would break up, Sammi would only stay in and cry. Other than that, the rest of the crew is back and although they have had to grow up some, they still seem very familiar. Mike, the Situation, seems a little worse for the wear, as he is struggling and possibly facing jail time over some tax evasion issues which haven't been discussed, but their has been a hesitation for him to go and party. In the episode I saw, the girls went back home to go see their kids and stuff, while the guys stayed and went to go rent some nice cars. Mike was talking about owning a couple of Ferraris and other expensive cars, which he has lost all. Currently, he claims to be driving a car with neither leather nor A/C, cue the sad trombone, waah woh wuhhh.
In their efforts to prank each other, Pauly calls and invites Angelina who was not a regular, but was around a bit. In the old clips she is fighting with everybody, ending on the ground throwing punches with Snooki. I am not sure if she is staying to replace Sammi, but I thought she fit in. The show needs some single gals to chase after guys. Most of them seem involved in real life with real people, so they can't be acting like "hoes."
There was a follow up show, I don't know how I ended up on MTV, I rarely change the channel from HGTV (but I hate those fake ass couples redoing houses). Anyways, Floribama is the same idea but with a Southern charm to it, if southern charm means the girls have less shame and the guys are even more effeminate. I'm sorry, but if a girl jumps in your bed, at least suck her titties before saying "let's just be friends." I didn't know guys twerked, I thought it was a slutty girl thing, and who turns down a girl flashing her titties at you.
Oh well, MTV doesn't stand for Music TeleVision anymore, but the drama still continues, so there is that. We have You Tube for our music video needs.
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