Monday, January 26, 2009

What's New

I have very busy at work. It's one of those projects where they say, "Be here by this time and if you aren't here by then, you can start looking for other work." I worked last Saturday but refused to go in this weekend for one very simple reason.

I am going away next weekend to visit my family in New England. I did not want to give up my weekend with Heather this weekend.

I am going to visit my family back in New England because my brother and his wife HAD A BABY this morning! I am very excited to go meet my brand new niece.

I appear to start a lot of paragraphs with the word "I."

I guess that must be a sign of self-centeredness.

I don't care today.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

New Photo

I just added a photo to my profile. This is our dog Macey. She is almost 6 months old. She gets "fixed" next week. By "fixed" I mean she gets spayed but I wish it meant that they would stop her from acting crazy, going through the trash, and eating the other dogs' crap. Of course, I have less crap to clean up out of the yard, so that is a positive.

Speaking of photos, I have a question/issue with some people's photos. Why do people take pictures of themselves with their phone in their hand? I mean, why is the phone in the picture? I understand it is a camera phone and everything, but turn it around and take a picture. If you don't like it, erase it and take another. It's not that difficult to figure out.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009


"He's a nerd," he told him. "He's a nerd, because he never played any sports."

Even though we had virtually nothing in common, I thought we could at least find common ground over the fact that we are both Ohio State University Football fans.

"Yeah he did," he responded in my defense. "He played basketball and he was a swimmer."

"Well, he's a pussy too. Those aren't contact sports. Basketball is a nigger sport and swimming is a faggot sport."

Trust me, I do not care what his loser uncle thinks about me, but I do care what he says to my step-son about me or anything else for that matter.

What is it that makes me a nerd? Is it the fact that I became an Ohio State football fan while attending law school in Ohio and not when I was serving time in jail?

What is it that makes me a pussy? Is it playing a "nigger" sport in a state where I did not have a black teammate and played against teams without any black players. I think one team we played had one black guy. That was it. Basketball is not traditionally considered a contact sport, but I wonder how he would feel if he actually played ball against me some time. I would be willing to bet that I hit more people on a basketball court, without pads and helmets, than he ever did on the football field.

Or was it being a swimmer that makes me a pussy? I practiced BEFORE school and did my homework and had a social life after school. If swimming is a faggot sport, then I was pretty fucking gay. I set state records and was one of the 200 fastest faggots in the United States. I also continued my faggery as a swimmer in college. I suppose I could have been more "straight" wasting time in jail. For someone who talks about being straight he certainly seems to like having "contact" with other men a lot.

Maybe it is paying my own bills that makes me a pussy. I do not live with my brother and his wife and two kids. I have held a job for extended periods of time and I treat my mother with respect. Maybe that is the stuff that makes me a pussy in his eyes.

As I said, I really do not care what the asshole thinks about me but I DO care what he says to my stepson. I go out of my way to not talk to B about what a douchebag his uncle is and it is difficult. For now, I'll continue to be the grown-up in all of this but I hope that B is able to identify who the "pussy" is as he gets older.

Monday, January 5, 2009


Ok, I don't know about all of this.