I kinda fell off social media for awhile and I dunno why I'm so surprised to find out that this place is a ghost town, but I guess I was hoping that you'd all just keep on keeping on, you know ( Read more... )

Got callouses on my thumbs from this summer that still haven't gone away. Tried logging on this morning and kept typing 'nudewhite'. Pretty funny, if you could see the tan lines I've got that still haven't gone away. Pasty Irish ass of mine is pretty damn white...

The cold is settling in now. Pops always said he could feel it in his bones and I ( Read more... )

That uncomfortable moment when you're just trying to tie a good one on at the family BBQ and your father decides to drunkenly serenade you to thatsong. You know the one.

Full on shoulder grip with swaying. Spilled half my beer down my shirt.

After spending six months in Puerto Rico, I've never been less proud to be an American.

The electric crews are still working in Puerto Rico but Pops just took a call to see if je can spare a crew to go down and help rebuild some houses. It's a three month contract, minimum. He can't go but he said it'd be a good opportunity for me and I'm thinking he's right. It means spending the holidays away from my family, which probably won't go ( Read more... )

Of all the days I've had this summer, spending yesterday with Pop's buddy's roofing crew was the hardest. It was hot as fuck and I'm pretty sure my back shouldn't hurt this much. I came home too tired to finish a beer and fell asleep on the couch for almost 5 hours. So that wrecked my sleep for the night and in my late night wanderings on the web, ( Read more... )

Welcome to snowmageddon  2017. My sleep schedule is wicked fucky and I'm up now so I can catch some sleep this afternoon in order to plow tonight.

Maddie was right and I hate this shit. Depending on the fucken weather for my winter paycheck. Elliot's gone and I'm paying double for my apartment, eating at everybody else's house cause I'm goddamn ( Read more... )

Jude was only two when his cousin Eli and his Aunt Brigid disappeared for what was supposed to be forever. The thing of it was, they never really went away at all. His grandmother built a virtual shrine in her house to honor them both, and weekly excursions to church always included a prayer in their names. Gone but not forgotten was the theme when ( Read more... )

It's 1:37 a.m. and I'm awake, listening to Elliot putter around in the room next door. He's not the reason I'm awake and generally I try to give the kid some privacy, as much as I can in this shitty, old apartment with thin-ass walls. But tonight nobody is sleeping well ( Read more... )

Elliot came back to the apartment today for the first time since thanksgiving. He went straight to his room, shut the door, and has been in there since. I have no idea what's going on, but I don't have a good feeling about it.

The demand for carpentry work sharply declines in the northeast during the winter months...just when I had been wondering what I was going to do for a pittance of a paycheck to get me by, one of my father's friends called to say he'd been scheduled for a triple bypass and wouldn't be working this winter ( Read more... )