More Dad Please

Funny thing happened in the back yard this evening with my kids and wife. I became more of a Dad. I was amazing my kids by kicking a ball high up into the air...then. Ball meet tree. Ball looses gets stuck in the tree. What is a Dad to do? So i becan throwing another smaller ball and a piece of wood into the tree(thanks Mark)to dislodge the ball. It was at this time I recall all the time I watched my Dad try to dislodge the ball, frisbee or whatever toy us kids had thrown into the tree...the circle of life! Amazing!

OH! The tree 1, me 0. The ball is still being held hostage high umongst the tree!

Ride On

Good Job!

This is a continuation of a conversation I was having over the weekend...

When did we become a society that expects to be rewarded for doing what we are suppose to do? I paid my bills, I should be considered special and get something! I followed the rules to the some process, what do i get as a reward! Are we a society of dogs??? Expecting treats for doing what we should be doing! Fuck! Doing what society, or your parents or whatever expects you to do, does not equate to a reward....get over yourself and get the fuck on down the road. Good Job you did what you were expected to.

i sign this blog with one finger..you gues which one!

Stepping Stones...

You know all those moments in life that reqire you undivided attention, children, work, spouses, bosses, co-workers, you know those moments in your life that take time out of your day to do other things but what you really prefer to be doing?? Then, there are those times where you get to slip away form the usual drudge of your life and enjoy those stepping stones that get us through the drudge! The stepping stones that you can look forward to, to make the drudge seems less horrible, spas, shopping, riding, reading. Whatever it may be, the moment in your life that make all else bareable...for me it is the long awaited, anticipated release of the best video game I have played! Tomorrow and Wednesday I get to spend some time on one of my favorite stones...and just emerse myself in it and let the world melt away. Everything will still be there when i return, but it will be a little less dull and dreary!!!

Heres to stepping from one stone to the other!

Can you hear me?!

Why don't we listen to one another? Is it not the most aggrevating thing when you are consistently asked for the same information over and fucking over after you have answered over and over....and fucking over!! Why must somone use every line of communicaton available to them until it finally hits them in their block heads before you begin to realize, I think they might hear me? This isn't like tuning into a bad radio station as I previously bitched about...cause there is some level of innocence in that situation. I'm talking about the blaitant attempt to disregard what you are saying...much worse!

is any one listening?

HA!