And you can dance to it.
Again, no, this isn’t some kind of hidden message to anyone, I just love these supercut things, and damn this one is funny.
Warning: NSFW language.
Glimpse
“If there’s anything more important than my ego around, I want it caught and shot now.”
– Zaphod Beeblebrox
I try and leave out a lot of the junk I’m dealing with my kids here, just, well, because. I generally don’t deal in a lot of specifics lately. In any case this is a blog about ME. It’s MINE. And I’m making this shit up as I go and don’t want to bore you with particulars.
Even so, I wanted to say that today I reached some sort of bizarre milestone.
In the last six months, I have been sworn in beside my son in front of three different judges in three different jurisdictions – city, county, and state. We hit the trifecta.
All we need is some sort of Federal case and we can call it a jackpot. And probably declare game over.
Sunny day
This is a textbook Sunday: the sun is shining, there is very little breeze, it’s 65 degrees and not a cloud in the sky.
Not bragging, too much, but I spent a while at work and finished a huge fucking project. I would love to share both the weather and my accomplishment, but of course I’ve driven everyone truly important out of my life. So I’m having a beer and watching Date Night on cable (“…And will you, for the love of God, put on a fucking shirt?“) and getting annoyed that there is an F1 key on this laptop where my old (now busted) netbook had an ESC key.
I do have the blinds open, some. And I’m about to dig in to some leftovers. A real wild man.