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Optimism

This rolled into my inbox today:

Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds you plant.

~ Robert Louis Stevenson

Hmm. My problem is I’ve been planting weeds for a very long time. Look what I have to show for it now.

Today I’m trying not to pay too much attention to all the romantic stuff flying around on places like facebook or twitter or on the radio. I got just what I asked for, which was to be alone. I thought it would be a much more fulfilling, happier place, instead of how I actually feel. This is what I get for thinking I actually understand myself, heh.

Today I’m also going to see a therapist. The last time I tried therapy I got to feeling so much better about myself that I ended my marriage after 24 years. Go, me. Of course, there is much for me to figure out. I think the roadblocks and landmines I have placed everywhere could be insurmountable, yet for some reason I’m not ready to give up on trying to sort things out.

I wonder what will happen this time.

Dear Red, If you’re reading this, you’ve gotten out. And if you’ve come this far, maybe you’re willing to come a little further. You remember the name of the town, don’t you? I could use a good man to help me get my project on wheels. I’ll keep an eye out for you and the chessboard ready. Remember, Red. Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies. I will be hoping that this letter finds you, and finds you well. Your friend, Andy Dufresne.

and how can you not read that in Morgan Freeman’s voice?

compare that to Marvin:

Life! Don’t talk to me about life.

Titty sprinkles.

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Empty spaces

I seem to have very much fallen out of the habit of writing here. Even when I have something to say, it’s easier to put it on twitter (because what I usually have to say is something pithy and short) or maybe on Facebook. More often nowadays I just let it go and not say anything.

The ol’ blog was never really anything in particular. I don’t do this for money, attention, or to help a cause. I don’t have any traffic to speak of, not in modern internet terms, so marketers don’t even give me a glance. Not that I want to market anything, but it seems to be a hot topic right now. Let’s just say nobody wants to fly me anywhere or give me something to try and write about. That’s fine by me, because I don’t want to have to meet a deadline for writing about their junk or stop cussing or whatever it would take.

However, having dropped a lot of cash at Ikea this summer rebuilding our entire kitchen, I wouldn’t mind if they’d send some coupons or something. Just sayin’

Whassup with me? I’m trying to teach my body to run again. yeah, I know, things were going great, then I kinda got off track last summer, and then way off track last winter, and when you are as, um, substantial as I am, you can’t just go out and do a ten mile run. Well, maybe you could, but me? Not so much. I’ve been running in the mornings (when it’s a cool 81 degrees, compared to the evenings where it remains well over 90 at 11:00), and waking up is hard. My knees and legs are protesting, but it’s kinda working. I gave up on the heart rate monitor (somewhere in the archives) because either I’m getting a lot of interference or something is broken or both, so why bother. I don’t have the money to replace it, so I just try and run easy right now. If I get to where I can run 10 or more miles again, well, I’ll reconsider.

Other things – we rebuilt the kitchen. It looks awesome. It works great. I’m loving it. I have tons of pictures. I can’t find the fucking cable that connects the camera to the computer, so I can’t show them to you. Just imagine new cabinets, new paint, no soffets, new sink and appliances (except for the refrigerator). There, just as good as a picture.

Other stuff – I went back to Galveston last month, first time post-Ike. Not as sad as I had feared, but still, it’s obvious they have been deeply affected by the storm. Saw some new construction, areas that had been cleared, and also saw wrecked houses still standing, probably waiting for insurance to get straightened out.

My kids can now all swim, and the baby (she’ll always be my baby) is starting to read some, getting ready for 1st grade and taking on the world. Not necessarily in that order.

My boys have grown about a foot this summer. You know how THAT is. Amazing.

I do have a new goal: I need to lose enough weight that they will let me use the slide at the pool. (yes, I’m over the “250 pound maximum” on the sign) (a lot over). So I’m hoping by next summer I’ll be able to go with the kids on the slide. The pool closes in a few weeks, so it’s too late for this year. They can forget about the lilly pads, though, no way in hell I’m doing those…

Y’all take care. I’ll try and post more than once every six months. Maybe.

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It's better where wetter

It’s swimsuit season.

Well, maybe not where you are, but it’ll be near ninety today here and well over that by this weekend. And one of our city pools is open weekends and I’ve run out of excuses why we aren’t there.

The world ain’t ready for me. They weren’t last year, and let’s just say things haven’t improved any.

So what. Consider this fair warning…

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FYI

If you’re at the sandwich shop and you ask for “peppers,” if you don’t specify a kind of pepper you will get jalapenos.

That also explains why my ass was burning this morning.

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