nice weather rules
This weather has been fucking awesome. I drove around with the top off the Jeep for way too long today. And as I sit here at The Post, I'm noticing my arms have been changing from pink...to pinker...and have now moved into a low shade of red. But fuck it, this is an easy way to get sun. Prior to now the only way I'd get sun is when I'd go swimming or if I chose to take my shirt off while cutting the grass. And how often do I go swimming, I mean honestly? As far as the Jeep goes, it's great. I'm starting to get down how to take the top on and off without struggling so much. Apparently I was supposed to receive a video that explains how to do so. At least that's what Bishop tells me. And of course, my dealer failed to mention that as well as this supposed lubrication for the zippers that Craig also told me about. Maybe if I try putting the top and/or sides back on during daylight hours like I did today, it wouldn't be such a struggle. You know, attemping it at 2:30 a.m. didn't work out so well. I mentioned this other thing to a couple of people, and it might sound a bit corny, but I what can I say? I can be a horny guy. Wait, I mean corny. That was just a typo, don't worry. Or was it? Anyway, I always referred to my Storm (which now has standing water on the floor in the back seat) as the "Tarp7-Mobile". Anyway, staying with the same theme, I thought my Jeep could be the "Tarp7-Machine". What do ya think? It just ups the badass attitude of all things "Tarp7". OK, I'm done.
Softball this past Friday night had its ups and downs, as usual. On a positive note, I hit my first home run ever anywhere on any level. That spans 19 years (if my math is correct) of baseball/softball covering Knothole, AABC, high school, and now beer league softball. And on a down note, our defense has been absolutely dogshit of late. We have blown leads in our past two games because we have played horrible defense. We can hit the ball ok, just can't field it. We have a doubleheader this week to make up for a rained out game from a couple weeks back. Then Noah, our "coach" and pitcher, will have surgery on his ankle and is done for the year. So now we'll have an outfielder coming in to pitch and then who knows how everyone else will be shifting around. We'll just have to wing it.
So my mom's Mother's Day gift on Sunday was helping her move into her new apartment. It's over on Academy directly behind Seton and Elder High Schools. She's gonna have a blast on Friday nights when Elder has a home football game. Oh yeah, I wanna see her get a parking spot on the street on one of those nights. The place is pretty cool and she said I can have people over sometime if I'd like. As far as why she's moving over there, she's had some differences with her fiance's daughter, so she and Joe have decided that until both his daughter and my sister are moved out they will not be getting a house and not be getting married. But I digress. My cousin, who unfortunately had been in prison for like 13 years or something, was also helping out. I won't go into details on the prison mess. So I got to hang out with him for a while. He was saying how some things have boggled him since he's been "out". He can't figure the Internet out. He can't believe how small cell phones are. He said he remembers when they were bigger than your head. The first time he tried to use one of the tiny flip-phones the first thing that came to mind was, "How does it reach from your ear to your mouth??? As Ben put it, "That's gotta be a culture shock." Agreed.
My computer is still broken. That's part of the reason why I have been forced to go so long between entries. I have to use either the computers at one of my jobs or the jumbo G5 at Julie's for anything and everything I want to do. I had been used to just rolling out of bed and being able to plop down in front of the monitor. But no, now I have to worry about emailing my schoolwork to myself so I can get it onto a 3.5" floppy since Julie's MAC doesn't have a drive, or making sure I pick up what I print out late at night since I forgot to do exactly that at Julie's the other night. But I was lucky enough to have emailed the particular paper to myself so I could just pull it up on my dad's 4,300-year-old computer and print it out from there. Ugh, what a pain in the ass.
So, my checking account balance is completely fucked up. For whatever reason, the balance that I show in my checkbook is extremely different than the balance the bank gives me. It's free checking, so there's no interest or anything like that. Allow me to give you a few examples. Last week I compare balances and the bank shows me to have exactly $105 more than what I show. And that's to the penny, not rounding up or down. Then I make a deposit and suddenly the bank has me with approximately $160 more than I show. The very next day I make a $100 withdrawal via ATM and they then have me with $105.01 more. WTF??? So I sit down and pull all my statements dating back to the first of the year and start checking off every single thing in my checkbook and compare it to the statements and the balances. Everything matches up except for like a $5 desparity where a restaurant failed to add on the tip I placed on my debit card. So maybe that's where the $5 in the $105 came from. But I mean, seriously, WTF??? At least it's working in my favor, but who the fuck do I believe??? The bank, which continually tells me I have a shitload more money than I want to think? Or my own math, which by my own admission sucks, but in this case appears to be correct? Ugh.
Saturday is Michelle's wedding. This should be interesting. Not only will there be a shit-ton of people from work there, but also some people that I used to work with. I'm hoping Michelle gets really drunk because that'd make things even funnier. I've been in the presence of Kim, her sister and a bridesmaid, in a drunken state, so I can't imagine Michelle would be much different. Erik has talked about pre-gaming and/or sneaking in some of his own beverages. I went out and bought some new clothes this afternoon. Yeah, about $75 worth. I wanted to buy a suit until I started looking at some. I can't exactly afford to be spending that kind of dough at the moment. I probably shouldn't be spending $75. But I went with a simple pair of slacks, shirt, and tie anyway. I don't even know how to tie a tie. How pathetic is that? Maybe I'll make that a goal by this weekend. Julie is purchasing the gift that'll be from the both of us. She went out the other night to purchase some towels that were apparently on Michelle's registry list or whatever, and found out that one towel is $27. One!!! For a towel!!! This is something you will wipe things off with, be it a dish, a table, a wall, your car, or your ass. $27??? Fuck that.
That's going to be it for now. I know you're dying to respond to this stuff, so this post should give you all sorts of stuff to comment on. Have fun!!!
Softball this past Friday night had its ups and downs, as usual. On a positive note, I hit my first home run ever anywhere on any level. That spans 19 years (if my math is correct) of baseball/softball covering Knothole, AABC, high school, and now beer league softball. And on a down note, our defense has been absolutely dogshit of late. We have blown leads in our past two games because we have played horrible defense. We can hit the ball ok, just can't field it. We have a doubleheader this week to make up for a rained out game from a couple weeks back. Then Noah, our "coach" and pitcher, will have surgery on his ankle and is done for the year. So now we'll have an outfielder coming in to pitch and then who knows how everyone else will be shifting around. We'll just have to wing it.
So my mom's Mother's Day gift on Sunday was helping her move into her new apartment. It's over on Academy directly behind Seton and Elder High Schools. She's gonna have a blast on Friday nights when Elder has a home football game. Oh yeah, I wanna see her get a parking spot on the street on one of those nights. The place is pretty cool and she said I can have people over sometime if I'd like. As far as why she's moving over there, she's had some differences with her fiance's daughter, so she and Joe have decided that until both his daughter and my sister are moved out they will not be getting a house and not be getting married. But I digress. My cousin, who unfortunately had been in prison for like 13 years or something, was also helping out. I won't go into details on the prison mess. So I got to hang out with him for a while. He was saying how some things have boggled him since he's been "out". He can't figure the Internet out. He can't believe how small cell phones are. He said he remembers when they were bigger than your head. The first time he tried to use one of the tiny flip-phones the first thing that came to mind was, "How does it reach from your ear to your mouth??? As Ben put it, "That's gotta be a culture shock." Agreed.
My computer is still broken. That's part of the reason why I have been forced to go so long between entries. I have to use either the computers at one of my jobs or the jumbo G5 at Julie's for anything and everything I want to do. I had been used to just rolling out of bed and being able to plop down in front of the monitor. But no, now I have to worry about emailing my schoolwork to myself so I can get it onto a 3.5" floppy since Julie's MAC doesn't have a drive, or making sure I pick up what I print out late at night since I forgot to do exactly that at Julie's the other night. But I was lucky enough to have emailed the particular paper to myself so I could just pull it up on my dad's 4,300-year-old computer and print it out from there. Ugh, what a pain in the ass.
So, my checking account balance is completely fucked up. For whatever reason, the balance that I show in my checkbook is extremely different than the balance the bank gives me. It's free checking, so there's no interest or anything like that. Allow me to give you a few examples. Last week I compare balances and the bank shows me to have exactly $105 more than what I show. And that's to the penny, not rounding up or down. Then I make a deposit and suddenly the bank has me with approximately $160 more than I show. The very next day I make a $100 withdrawal via ATM and they then have me with $105.01 more. WTF??? So I sit down and pull all my statements dating back to the first of the year and start checking off every single thing in my checkbook and compare it to the statements and the balances. Everything matches up except for like a $5 desparity where a restaurant failed to add on the tip I placed on my debit card. So maybe that's where the $5 in the $105 came from. But I mean, seriously, WTF??? At least it's working in my favor, but who the fuck do I believe??? The bank, which continually tells me I have a shitload more money than I want to think? Or my own math, which by my own admission sucks, but in this case appears to be correct? Ugh.
Saturday is Michelle's wedding. This should be interesting. Not only will there be a shit-ton of people from work there, but also some people that I used to work with. I'm hoping Michelle gets really drunk because that'd make things even funnier. I've been in the presence of Kim, her sister and a bridesmaid, in a drunken state, so I can't imagine Michelle would be much different. Erik has talked about pre-gaming and/or sneaking in some of his own beverages. I went out and bought some new clothes this afternoon. Yeah, about $75 worth. I wanted to buy a suit until I started looking at some. I can't exactly afford to be spending that kind of dough at the moment. I probably shouldn't be spending $75. But I went with a simple pair of slacks, shirt, and tie anyway. I don't even know how to tie a tie. How pathetic is that? Maybe I'll make that a goal by this weekend. Julie is purchasing the gift that'll be from the both of us. She went out the other night to purchase some towels that were apparently on Michelle's registry list or whatever, and found out that one towel is $27. One!!! For a towel!!! This is something you will wipe things off with, be it a dish, a table, a wall, your car, or your ass. $27??? Fuck that.
That's going to be it for now. I know you're dying to respond to this stuff, so this post should give you all sorts of stuff to comment on. Have fun!!!