Over the past month or so I think I finally became an actual grown up. Not an adult... but an older more responsible kid with tons of toys and a somewhat age appropriate bank account.

I am so fucking happy where my life has gone. I'd relive every shitty moment a hundred times over if it meant I'd get to be here again.

I can never thank my friends who have stood behind me though out my life enough. Without the support I've had I'd never have gotten here.

Thank you all.

I realized tonight that my dog doesn't so much hate cats... as he's terrified of them.

His insane barking and crazy behavior is purely to let me know they are outside and that he'll protect me if needs be.

I only found this out after he chased one out of the yard and then shook in my arms for a half hour after I grabbed him.


Good looking out buddy.

Life is going as well as usual... which is really amazing in comparison to a few years ago.

I love being able to see my lady every few days and appreciate it, as opposed to every day and take it for granted... or getting annoyed that I have no time to myself. The fact we work such ridiculous hours and such different ones has been an amazing blessing.

Now my dog and I are going to finish watching Mad Max.

Life has been going really, really well. I try to stay active on this site... but I'm starting to feel like it's a lost cause.

Maybe I'll just use this journal as an excuse to post my beard growth for a while.

At least it'll give me a reason to post something.

Lost another brother yesterday.

One of the best friends I never really got a chance to know.

Even if you wear a helmet every single time you ride- be aware that every time you ride there is a chance it'll be your last and your friends and love ones are going to miss the hell out of you.

I find some piece in knowing that was our last conversation, but I really wish it wasn't.

Hopefully there's something better next. I'm really going to miss you Tony.

I've spent the past few nights making a sock monkey for my nephew's Christmas present.

Every time I get really sucked in and stop paying attention to the time my dog drops his sock monkey by my feet and starts whining. I had no idea how smart that little guy really is.

That one tripped me out a little bit.

Almost eight years later my left sleeve is finished.

Hopefully by the end of winter my right arm will be finished too.

I am very rarely stoked on anything as much as I am about my dog... but I'm even more stoked about him this time of year.

Some of the guys I work with told me I was starting to look like a young Santa Claus. I can't decide of that makes me want to shave, or power on with the beard all winter.

I think laziness will prevail on this one.

It's been a pretty awesome, unproductive couple of weeks.

-After almost a decade I finally finished my right arm. I need to do one quick touch up session and fill in some biker dust, but all in all it's done and I'm pretty stoked about it.

-I stopped eating fast food a few weeks ago after I realized most of my pants don't fit anymore, and miraculously... they fit again... or at least kind of fit. I'm guessing if I added a little exercise to the mix I might lose my beer belly completely. But I don't think I care enough to really put the work in.

-Everyone in the moped crew finally has a running bike again. So for the first time in almost six months, we did a ride with everyone and no one broke down. It was a good day for mopeds.

Other than that life is as good as it always is and I have nothing I can really complain about.