Ok, ok, here's an update for you fools. I told ya, no updates for a while as I was otherwise engaged, but yet the crowds still clamor..... 
So, I've been away for the past 2 1/2 weeks. Spent the first 8 days housesitting for my boss and taking care of her insanely needy dog. I like all animals, period, but I truly do not understand the tiny dog thing. Tiny dogs are generally loud, high-strung and aggressive. Big dogs, people, big dogs (shout out to Lily, yo). Made $100 for the gig and was allowed to raid the larder, and free washer/dryer as well. Was sort of dull overall, except when I accidentally found my boss's giant red dildo when I was looking for a piece of paper and a pen. That sucker was hefty, and I felt an odd twinge of pride for her...
After housesitting, I went to visit my family in New Orleans. Dad turned 50, he and I spent the day slamming Natty Lights at the bait shop where he spends most of his non-working hours (told you I'm a true coon-ass, people). Family was good, met my little sister's first live-in boyfriend (he's ok, but I've reconciled myself to the fact that I'll never really care for anyone she dates, simply because she and I are completely different, so she hangs out with folks that I just normally wouldn't). Got to see my nutty dog, K'eitl Y'eil (pronounced Cake-yay), Tlingit for "Raven Dog" (I used to live in Alaska). She's part lab and part greyhound and likes to climb trees.
Also went to Mississippi and saw many old college friends and raised much hell. Lots of texas hold 'em, drinkin', smoking, and fightin' (there actually was a fight, but I wasn't in it). I actually even got laid. It may have been the best vacation I'll ever have. Oh, and I saw a baby shit so hard that the shit exploded out of the diaper and shot up the baby's back.
So, I'm back in PDX, so if you're here, let's hang out. I'll be at Pirates this week, for sure.
The doc put me on Prozac, which made me even nuttier than I already was. I'm no stranger to the anti-depressants, so I know that this is not the one for me. So tonight I prescribed myself a beer, a valium, and a big ball of resin.
So, I've been away for the past 2 1/2 weeks. Spent the first 8 days housesitting for my boss and taking care of her insanely needy dog. I like all animals, period, but I truly do not understand the tiny dog thing. Tiny dogs are generally loud, high-strung and aggressive. Big dogs, people, big dogs (shout out to Lily, yo). Made $100 for the gig and was allowed to raid the larder, and free washer/dryer as well. Was sort of dull overall, except when I accidentally found my boss's giant red dildo when I was looking for a piece of paper and a pen. That sucker was hefty, and I felt an odd twinge of pride for her...
After housesitting, I went to visit my family in New Orleans. Dad turned 50, he and I spent the day slamming Natty Lights at the bait shop where he spends most of his non-working hours (told you I'm a true coon-ass, people). Family was good, met my little sister's first live-in boyfriend (he's ok, but I've reconciled myself to the fact that I'll never really care for anyone she dates, simply because she and I are completely different, so she hangs out with folks that I just normally wouldn't). Got to see my nutty dog, K'eitl Y'eil (pronounced Cake-yay), Tlingit for "Raven Dog" (I used to live in Alaska). She's part lab and part greyhound and likes to climb trees.
Also went to Mississippi and saw many old college friends and raised much hell. Lots of texas hold 'em, drinkin', smoking, and fightin' (there actually was a fight, but I wasn't in it). I actually even got laid. It may have been the best vacation I'll ever have. Oh, and I saw a baby shit so hard that the shit exploded out of the diaper and shot up the baby's back.
So, I'm back in PDX, so if you're here, let's hang out. I'll be at Pirates this week, for sure.
The doc put me on Prozac, which made me even nuttier than I already was. I'm no stranger to the anti-depressants, so I know that this is not the one for me. So tonight I prescribed myself a beer, a valium, and a big ball of resin.
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fromthissoil:
Hey, welcome back man. Glad to see you had a good vacation...I've been up to the same. Work, spending time alone, sleep, playing video games...while the girlfriend is having fun CA.
les:
the man is at work or i'd be doing just that. I will see what I can do about the shirt, if they have 'em, consider one yours.