A few random thoughts.....
**Be careful when you change the batteries in your electric toothbrush. Remember that the speed it was working at was slow due to the lack of battery power...this will quickly change when you put in new batteries. The electric toothbrush now has the power to remove layers of skin off of your lip and inside your mouth. It can be used as a weapon.
**There must be some "boobie bug" in the air right now. It seems like every guy I know has been talking about boobies..wanting to touching them, wanting to see them, and so on. My own son came up to me tonight, lifted up my shirt, and yelled "Daddy's boobies." Huh? Until Jesse finds some way to suffer through the week of boob soreness that I get each month, these two belong to me. Jesse laughed on the couch but swore he did not tell Gavin that those were "Daddy's boobies." Let us take a quiet moment to reflect on why I do not like to leave the boys home together alone.
**Whomever created my little pilates DVD should be forced to come here and rub my sore ass and thighs. Sadistic little fucktard. DVD alone was okay....DVD with resistance bands has resulted in me not being able to lift a can of coke. A can of coke, I said! This has ramifications larger than you all realize.
**Do people who go on American Idol really think they can sing? I realize some of those trying out are just trying to get TV time...but what about the rest of the poor tone-deaf individuals? They need to leave the judges, go home, hunt down whoever told them that they could sing, and kill them. Someones is encouraging these poor people. Lying to their faces. I plan to support Gavin is whatever he does in life. I will be there rooting his little behind on, but I will not lie to the boy especially if he plans to go on TV and embarrass himself. I will find a kind way to steer him in another direction. I would not lie to him. Who are these sick people?
**I think I missed my calling in life. I wanted to be an opera singer. Ask my parents. They will tell you. I do believe that I am damn good...I would be better if my parents had gotten me singing lessons. That is what I wanted. Most kids wanted toys...I wanted singing lessons. Did I get them? If I did, I wouldn't be sitting here in freaking cold Ohio. I like to remind my parents on a regular basis that they did not support me to my fullest abilities. They like to remind me that listening to me practice opera would have resulted in me living in a foster home. Yea...until I was on Broadway. Then we will see who remembered who.
**Finally, A&W fast food has a new item on their menu...Cheese Curds. Curds? Who was the brilliant executive that came up with that name? I am sorry, but the idea of cheese curds does not encourage me to fight with my garage door in the afternoon in order to rush to the restaurant. We have an A&W/KFC fast food restaurant near our home. Now that was a good combo. You can get a burger or chicken. Onion rings or coleslaw. Mashed potatoes or curds. Um....yea.
**There must be some "boobie bug" in the air right now. It seems like every guy I know has been talking about boobies..wanting to touching them, wanting to see them, and so on. My own son came up to me tonight, lifted up my shirt, and yelled "Daddy's boobies." Huh? Until Jesse finds some way to suffer through the week of boob soreness that I get each month, these two belong to me. Jesse laughed on the couch but swore he did not tell Gavin that those were "Daddy's boobies." Let us take a quiet moment to reflect on why I do not like to leave the boys home together alone.
**Whomever created my little pilates DVD should be forced to come here and rub my sore ass and thighs. Sadistic little fucktard. DVD alone was okay....DVD with resistance bands has resulted in me not being able to lift a can of coke. A can of coke, I said! This has ramifications larger than you all realize.
**Do people who go on American Idol really think they can sing? I realize some of those trying out are just trying to get TV time...but what about the rest of the poor tone-deaf individuals? They need to leave the judges, go home, hunt down whoever told them that they could sing, and kill them. Someones is encouraging these poor people. Lying to their faces. I plan to support Gavin is whatever he does in life. I will be there rooting his little behind on, but I will not lie to the boy especially if he plans to go on TV and embarrass himself. I will find a kind way to steer him in another direction. I would not lie to him. Who are these sick people?
**I think I missed my calling in life. I wanted to be an opera singer. Ask my parents. They will tell you. I do believe that I am damn good...I would be better if my parents had gotten me singing lessons. That is what I wanted. Most kids wanted toys...I wanted singing lessons. Did I get them? If I did, I wouldn't be sitting here in freaking cold Ohio. I like to remind my parents on a regular basis that they did not support me to my fullest abilities. They like to remind me that listening to me practice opera would have resulted in me living in a foster home. Yea...until I was on Broadway. Then we will see who remembered who.
**Finally, A&W fast food has a new item on their menu...Cheese Curds. Curds? Who was the brilliant executive that came up with that name? I am sorry, but the idea of cheese curds does not encourage me to fight with my garage door in the afternoon in order to rush to the restaurant. We have an A&W/KFC fast food restaurant near our home. Now that was a good combo. You can get a burger or chicken. Onion rings or coleslaw. Mashed potatoes or curds. Um....yea.