Antietam Arboretum
My parents came up yesterday and we had a fine visit. I am not the easiest person to be related to...mostly because I am so weird and not afraid to show it. It was nice to have something normal to show 'em - like all the hard work Kim's put into planning the house and the skill of the guys that put her plan into action.
For someone who claims to not give a shit about normal shit, I am really lucky to have wonderful people in my life. Kim makes the house happy and I need a good environment to keep from falling into the old whatever whatever. Tim T and his crew are important because I don't know how to do shit except write my dinky dinky stuff and make fuckin jokes.
We all have our strengths.
Golfed after my P's split for Lockport. Kim and Alex went to the Antietam...er, Morton Arboretum with her folks later in the afternoon. They got back late. Alex played with his crew for about fifteen minutes, then bed.
Kim and I tried to stay up to watch State of Play but no dice. We old. Maybe Russel Crow should've threatened to beat the shit out of us or something.
Nice.
Sunday, went to early Mass and the boy had his first day of religious ed with mom as his teacher. Wurd...
...of God.
Sorry.
Spent time organizing bills, writing, some e-shit and then golfed a 48 on the front nine of my little par 35 and a 45 on the back nine.
From 13 over to 10 over. Pretty impressive, no?
No.
Watched the Bears lose but had fun with the family while the Bears seemed to have less fun on the field...at least in the 1st half.
Those who read this blog with its sports tangents know that I know less about football than I do about baseball and am reticent to even bullshit my way through the whys and wherefores. Suffice it to say that I'll enjoy watching the Bears this year and suspect that even if they start 0-2 (I think the Steelers play the 3-4...hell they may have even invented it for all I know)...but even if the Bears start 0-2 I think their arrow is pointing up.
NOT THAT YOU SICK BASTARDS!
For someone who claims to not give a shit about normal shit, I am really lucky to have wonderful people in my life. Kim makes the house happy and I need a good environment to keep from falling into the old whatever whatever. Tim T and his crew are important because I don't know how to do shit except write my dinky dinky stuff and make fuckin jokes.
We all have our strengths.
Golfed after my P's split for Lockport. Kim and Alex went to the Antietam...er, Morton Arboretum with her folks later in the afternoon. They got back late. Alex played with his crew for about fifteen minutes, then bed.
Kim and I tried to stay up to watch State of Play but no dice. We old. Maybe Russel Crow should've threatened to beat the shit out of us or something.
Nice.
Sunday, went to early Mass and the boy had his first day of religious ed with mom as his teacher. Wurd...
...of God.
Sorry.
Spent time organizing bills, writing, some e-shit and then golfed a 48 on the front nine of my little par 35 and a 45 on the back nine.
From 13 over to 10 over. Pretty impressive, no?
No.
Watched the Bears lose but had fun with the family while the Bears seemed to have less fun on the field...at least in the 1st half.
Those who read this blog with its sports tangents know that I know less about football than I do about baseball and am reticent to even bullshit my way through the whys and wherefores. Suffice it to say that I'll enjoy watching the Bears this year and suspect that even if they start 0-2 (I think the Steelers play the 3-4...hell they may have even invented it for all I know)...but even if the Bears start 0-2 I think their arrow is pointing up.
NOT THAT YOU SICK BASTARDS!
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