It sucks when you have promising ideas but lack the time necessary to expound on them and write something interesting or funny. You try to hold on to the idea or write it down somewhere but inevitably the memory fails or you lose the scrap of paper you scribbled on. At some point you just give up and hope the idea will return to you or a new one will pop up.

It’s amazing to me how the memory can be so unreliable and downright faulty. “The simple act of recalling a memory makes that memory vulnerable to transference or other forms of distortion.” I heard that from a tv show last night on History Channel I think. Transference in this sense is the replacement of one person place or thing with another. Think about that. Every time you recall a memory, or attempt to, you risk losing it or at least changing it. That’s just fascinating to me…

Last night of vacation and I’m enjoying a little postseason baseball on tv. It was a good vaca. Drove to McKinney Friday evening, hung out and watched Texas Longhorns eat it against the Sooners. Drowned my sorrows with a lot of beer and a little brisket I made myself. Well, I didn’t make it, the cow made it. I made it delicious.
State Fair on Sunday with my beautiful wife. That was fun. All kinds of folks and little kids having a good time. I had fried bubble gum and fried pineapple upside down cake. It were gewd. $15 to park btw. That’s almost as much as it costs to get in.
When we got home we decided to stay in. My brother, Tyler, had not seen The Social Network so we picked it up at the Red Box. I insisted that Tyler find a drinking game to accompany our movie. He found one alright. If you’ve seen the movie, imagine taking a drink every time: a character says: Facebook, CFO, or Winklevoss, and every time you see a laptop. Yeah. followed up with some Louis Black and I was passes out on the couch.
Could be extra innings here…
Haven’t done much since we got back home. Just fixed my seedeater, got parts ordered to fix my rear view mirror, and fried some catfish and hushpuppies.
Yep, extra innings.
Oh, yeah. I’ve been sick since about Sunday so that sucks. I’ve been mostly ignoring it and just going on like nothing’s wrong. Starting to catch up to me I think.
It’s a funny thing about having children. They increase the amount of things you’re capable of. I don’t know if it’s because I didn’t think I had a low opinion of myself before kids, or if I just didn’t have anyone relying on me for EVERYTHING. Before I might be down and out with this cold. Can’t be now and don’t even wish I could. I’m sure there are people out there with self discipline for whom having children wouldn’t change a single thing with respect to what they’re capable of. I’m not one of those people. Left to my own devices I would an alcoholic shut-in. Children force me to stay sober and fix things like power equipment and baby cribs. Thanks to my children I’m a contributing member of society.
More innings….
That’s enough for now. I’m gonna watch the game and be a parent for a while.

Ok, I totally know I said I’d post something everyday. That was stupid. I can’t even remember to brush my teeth everyday. It’s hard to have any consistency with two little kids and a job that has no set schedule. My schedule sucks, and my children reflect that. No, I’m not saying they suck. I mean they have NO schedule. Naps occur at random times and in random places, or don’t occur at all. I find myself making Hunter a cheese sandwich at midnight and waking up at 4am for Nathan. Half the time I don’t know what day it is. So, enough excuses.

Right now I’m on vacation. Well, I’m off tomorrow, work 4 hours on Thursday, and then I’m off for 6 days. I need to take this time. I need a break. My job is fairly easy, but it gets monotonous. I suppose that’s the same for most everyone. With the holidays coming there won’t be any time off so I’d better take it now.

I’d better go now. Nathan is making a diaper. I’m not kidding.

Caution!  Satirical Content!

The President has been spending a lot of time recently talking about rich people needing to pay “their fair share”.  What is their fair share?  What is your fair share?  And how do you know if you’re paying it or not?

Well, if you’re rich you’re obviously not paying enough.  You should be paying enough taxes to make you not rich.  We can’t have any rich people, because that would give people the impression that if you work hard and save your money you can be wealthy.  If people get that idea they might not be so dependent on government.  People who don’t depend on the government tend to think for themselves and are difficult to control.

Wealthy people owe their money to the government because they wouldn’t be wealthy if it weren’t for the government and or poor people.  The government has to take care of poor people because poor people obviously can’t take care of themselves.  If the government didn’t provide a safety net there would be dead children littering the streets.  Poor people lack the intelligence, desire, and fortitude to become not poor.  A poor person will always be poor.  It’s up to government to make poverty less crushing and comfort those unfortunate enough to be poor in America.  The government should by no means inspire or encourage poor people to improve themselves.  The government holds people down.  It does not lift people up.

If you’re poor just hang on a little longer.  The President is going to take money from the rich and give you your “fair share”.

I’m bringing back the blog… that sounds a bit like raising the dead. I just quit smoking again and it’s got me thinking about having to think about other things to do besides smoking. Along with working out, writing will help me through. My thought was to write something EVERYDAY. Be it a sentence, or paragraph, or pointless flashback, I must write something every day.

I know I could just write stuff in a journal and not post it on the internet at all.  I don’t think that would work as well.  It’s not that I want attention; Of course I do and who doesn’t really?  Trying to keep a journal, and a pen, handy at all times in a house that is as unorganized and chaotic as mine does not work.  It’s harder for my kids to steal and hide my computer and keyboard.  :)