Fathersday weekend...
:o
Well I got my dad some humor related gifts, but forgot them at home when I left to bring them to him. So the suprise of that will have to wait.
But while out there I went to the DMV and it was so crowded there, and by the time I would have been called for just my permit the place would have been closed (we thought they closed at 4, but they closed at 2:30). So I will have to get it when I can. Hopefully sometime this week.
While out there we went preshopping for the theme of my friend Steves B-day party. Me showing up unannounced was a good suprise for him as we made BBQ and played magic. But for his Bday we are doing a hawaiian theme. My cousin damond wants a keg of henrys, so meh... But I dont mind. I will make sure pictures demonstrate damonds abuse of the beer. :P
At my dads we played magic and watched wonder showzen. Pretty typical, but this time it was much more relaxed and I enjoyed it more than last time.
My dad gave me his guncase for his Uzi that was confinscated by the cops when he was arrested a long time ago. It holds all my decks so I am very happy.
Next weekend I am going out there again to get the supplies for the bday party. I hope I can get my license soon so I can stop having these limitations.
There is of course my ever present desire to stay this way for the small petty reasons:
1. Everyone who drives is an asshole in one form or another as a driver, but not as a person.
2. Driving is killing our environment more than anyone can concieve (and I am including scientific and media related information is tame).
3. Driving removes a level of individualism and places you among the flock of the drivers.
4. I am fearful of other drivers and their abscense of mind while driving causing problems.
5. I am fearful of my desires of leaving. I don't know if I would leave and not come back for something I would normally stew over and resolve in a better way than just leaving.
Despite me not driving, I am not fearful of my abilities and control on the road. I think I can handle the prospect of driving and not being retarded at it, but I do fear how other drivers will play with someone who is less of a pussy on the road. (not trying to offend people, I just see far too much hesitation and cowardice on the road then I would have)
Well I got my dad some humor related gifts, but forgot them at home when I left to bring them to him. So the suprise of that will have to wait.
But while out there I went to the DMV and it was so crowded there, and by the time I would have been called for just my permit the place would have been closed (we thought they closed at 4, but they closed at 2:30). So I will have to get it when I can. Hopefully sometime this week.
While out there we went preshopping for the theme of my friend Steves B-day party. Me showing up unannounced was a good suprise for him as we made BBQ and played magic. But for his Bday we are doing a hawaiian theme. My cousin damond wants a keg of henrys, so meh... But I dont mind. I will make sure pictures demonstrate damonds abuse of the beer. :P
At my dads we played magic and watched wonder showzen. Pretty typical, but this time it was much more relaxed and I enjoyed it more than last time.
My dad gave me his guncase for his Uzi that was confinscated by the cops when he was arrested a long time ago. It holds all my decks so I am very happy.
Next weekend I am going out there again to get the supplies for the bday party. I hope I can get my license soon so I can stop having these limitations.
There is of course my ever present desire to stay this way for the small petty reasons:
1. Everyone who drives is an asshole in one form or another as a driver, but not as a person.
2. Driving is killing our environment more than anyone can concieve (and I am including scientific and media related information is tame).
3. Driving removes a level of individualism and places you among the flock of the drivers.
4. I am fearful of other drivers and their abscense of mind while driving causing problems.
5. I am fearful of my desires of leaving. I don't know if I would leave and not come back for something I would normally stew over and resolve in a better way than just leaving.
Despite me not driving, I am not fearful of my abilities and control on the road. I think I can handle the prospect of driving and not being retarded at it, but I do fear how other drivers will play with someone who is less of a pussy on the road. (not trying to offend people, I just see far too much hesitation and cowardice on the road then I would have)