Every Piss Begins With Pee

February 8th, 2010 @ 5:33 pm - No Comments

Come on! That title is every bit as witty as “Every Kiss Begins With Kay”

This commercial kills me on so many levels:


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Puh-leeeze! If you’re smooth enough to just happen to have planned to give your lady jewelry in a cabin during a storm and were aware enough to have it in hand knowing your woman is a scared little bitch who jumps and whimpers at the sight of lightning and also have the presence of mind to deliver the line “I’m here and I always will be” while handing over said jewelry to aforementioned scared bitch then you’re a better man than I.

Fuck that commercial. Is there anyone…anyone…out there who watches that and feels warm and fuzzy instead of annoyed and maybe a little homicidal? And if so, what the fuck is wired wrong inside of you? The commercial is the height of absurdity.

Arrrrgh!

Snowblow Me

February 6th, 2010 @ 12:59 pm - No Comments

We ended up getting 6 inches or so. Maybe 8. I haven’t been outside so I’m guessing based on my window observations. When I looked out the window I noticed that our sidewalk was cleared. It struck me as odd as I’d bet a large wager that no one else in the house would have gone out and shoveled. Then I noticed the sidewalk out along the street was cleared. Then I noticed our driveway was too. Then I noticed everybody’s was.

Turns out the guy across the street took his snowblower around and did the entuire cul-de-sac.

He needs punched in the nuts.

The snow is simply gorgeous. It was a very wet snow here and it’s sticking to everything. It’s ridiculously awesome. Like some kind of sugar-coated fairy tale land. Giggity.

February Winter

February 6th, 2010 @ 4:06 am - No Comments

When I went out to shovel the driveway (no pussy-ass snowblower here) this afternoon, my son was messing around outside and didn’t want to come in so I grabbed my camera and walked around the yard just randomly snapping. I don’t know what it is, but I dig the contrast and shapes of snow and bare trees together. I think these look better bigger, but the blog size will have to do for now.




Fuck It All and Fucking No Regrets

February 5th, 2010 @ 12:05 am - No Comments

Carrie wrote a nice little bit on embracing regret on her blog. (go read it, I’ll still be here)

Done? Good. Neat post, huh?

I have a slightly different view. Mostly it comes down to semantics, but it changes the perspective entirely. I have no regrets. Not by Carrie’s definition. I subscribe to the “play it safe” or “good enough” or “fear of the unknown” method of looking back. That is to say the choices I made and the things I did put me where I am now and made me who I am…and I’m pretty damn happy with both. Could it be better? Probably. Could it be worse? Surely.

But to really suggest that there’s nothing you’ve done or experienced in your life that you feel sorry about or wish would have been different, is just not likely.

Feel sorry about? Ehhhh…maaaaybe. Not sure about that.

Wish had been different? Nope. Not one.

Wonder how things would be different had a given event in the past gone differently? Absolutely. But I don’t wish they were different – not one – because changes in the past most likely put me in a different place now – for better or worse.

I attribute it this way: If there is something in my past that, if given the chance, I would apply the 20/20 hindsight I now have and go back and do differently because I didn’t like the outcome, then it’s classified as a regret. Simple as that.

And by that definition, I can honestly say I don’t. If it’s small enough to have not changed my life in any major way, there’s no reason to sweat it. If it’s big enough that it could have changed my life, I probably still wouldn’t change it for fear of how it changes everything. As corny and cliched as it is, it’s that those things didn’t play out in a way I thought best that made me who I am and put me where I am in life…and I have no complaints so far.

No regrets.

Curiousity. But not regret.

Plus, it was a good excuse to use a Metallica lyric as a post title…which I’m already starting to regret. Damn!

Slow Blogging Lately

February 4th, 2010 @ 12:25 am - No Comments

In one of those slumps where I don’t feel like I have a whole lot to share. Been spending time doing a lot of indoor house stuff – painting, swapping out switches & outlets…and the ugly brass switchplates the last people had everywhere. Thinking of moving some ductwork around for purely aesthetic purposes. Still plugging away slowly at the basement mess. Considering bringing the fireplace in the living room up to date with a new look. Crap like that.

Plus, I’ve been sharing the little things on Facebook lately rather than here. Don’t know why. Big enough to paste a link, but too small to bother with a blog post in most cases.

If something interesting happens, this blog will be the first to know.