| Blessings of the Season |
[Dec. 25th, 2009|02:53 pm] |
To all of the Hebrew faith that venture here, Happy Channukah, to those non-seculars, may you have the Blessings of the Winter Solstice. and to those Christians May you have a very Merry Christmas!
Santa visited here last night and left a great bounty of the seasons gifts. I am now the very proud owner of a Thomas Kinkaid original. I am soooooo excited. All I need to do is find the proper place to display it. |
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| safe and sound |
[Dec. 25th, 2009|01:14 am] |
Home at my father's house. Exhausted. We are happy to be here, love the family - but in our first night back, I have been assured that they are no less insane than when I left. Oh, quite to the contrary. I'll esplain when I get a minute. |
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| Road |
[Dec. 23rd, 2009|11:52 pm] |
Ozona, TX. Rain came down hard enough to completely kill the fantasy of driving through the night. Long day tomorrow, but we'll be fine. The boy is handling it well, wife is a road warrior, and Kimberly is a total sport about the trip.
We might even make it in time for Father's Christ!!!mas eve of tension. Looking forward to it.
- T. |
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| Fuck Music |
[Dec. 22nd, 2009|05:47 pm] |
I posted about it here: http://kinkysmart.livejournal.com/504955.html
Well, Tactfilter found it.
"In an effort to help everyone understand just how fucking sexy and hot this erotic music is I have uploaded it to my server. Please click this link ftp://anarkos:music@lionzhead.com to enter into the directory. You can download it in its separate track form or in the entire tracks combined. I highly recommend the latter. you can always email me at mitch@azfetishball.com for more help on getting this if you dont understand ftp lingo."
Isn't he a nice guy? Now, go and enjoy some good mood music.
- T. |
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| Long story. |
[Dec. 21st, 2009|11:59 pm] |
It's my fault, but I wasted my day. It was so bad, that I just put an entry in my phone calendar to remind me dec 14 of next year - is there anything legal I need to do now so I don't fuck off my birthday in line for some bullshit government/legal matter?
If I knew why I can't remember to do things on a schedule... no, wait - I do know why. Brain Damage. If I knew how to fix it...
So - anyways. My birthday is on a Monday, a few days before CHRIST!!!mas, of course it's low key. We celebrated in Austin over the weekend. My mother took the boy for the night and was a grandma (making cookies), and me, the wife, and Kimberly all went out for the night. Not much of a plan or budget, but we had a nice dinner, wandered around Austin's bar district, then booked an unbelievably shitty hotel to fuck in. Because it's yet another birthday where money is tight.
Yet, considering the dirty people we are. Wait. I'm finishing off my scotch, so, before you go any further wondering what is wrong with me, it's that I'm intent on becoming drunk. But the scotch is now done. 15 year old Balvenie. Same age as that Stripper in Iloilo, and only tastes a little better. Probably shouldn't mention that. People listening and all.
So, yeah. Fantastically dirty sex in a cheap hotel. Filthy. So filthy, I'm not going to post it because it would be restricted and hidden from lurkers and strangers. Behind a cut and all. Really filthy and hot. You'll have to wait till tomorrow.
But, still. I'm looking through my old birthday posts, and I'm feeling reflective, as the birthday boy approaching 40 should be. It was this day, just three years ago when Girl Monday stopped by my little car store and took me to lunch. She gave me a shirt so sexy I hardly ever wear it because I love it so much. It was THE DAY things started to take a turn for the serious. That was only three years ago. We were married almost a year later - year and a few days, officially, legally. I'm wearing the shirt while I drink and type. I love this shirt.
Let me tell you the really good points. As I sat wasting my day in the DMV, my phone buzzed with each little birthday greeting. Mostly on facebook, some other places - a lot of people I know and appreciate. I've had good friends, it's been the blessing of this life. Easy to look at the deficiencies, but it's the one thing I've always had, and I love them. I love you, all. Thank you for being my friends, both near and far.
As a note on where I am, let's turn to me. Here's a choice piece of quotation from my birthday lamentations on this day, a few years ago, when things were genuinely bad:
Dec 21, 2004. "What makes me sad, is that I am 33 years old, and still 5 years away from having a family, future, or life. It’s like doing time."
Dear Me: It was worth the wait.
My son and my wife are both snoring in the hall, and it sounds better than The White Album. With all this relentless strife, my thrashing attempts to be both stable and happy, I am happy every single day I wake up and discover that I am married with a son, it's not a dream, it's real and it's my life. I love them both so much, and while this isn't where I wanted them to be right now, they are safe, and I get to love them like crazy every day. Even if I do it badly.
I am Dad to him, I am Daddy to her. Some day soon I will be working a lot, long hours, relentless work. What will power me through is the memory of these days I spend with him, putting on shoes and tucking him in to bed so I can have snuggle time with my darling wife before bed. She made this world for me, exactly what I wanted for so so so so so long.
Well, I may be drunk right now. Good thing I honed my drunk typing by daily practice in the Philippines.
Better stop before I screw up something.
Dear friends, thank you. Dear wife, I love this shirt so much. I'm sorry we couldn't go have cheap tostados at our lunch restaurant on 24th street again, so I could tell you what I was thinking that day.
- T. |
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| 12/21/09 ... Another birthday. |
[Dec. 21st, 2009|11:35 am] |
Another day at the Department of Motor Vehicles. Thw auto queue system is down, so they are tracking numbers by hand - when a station clears their load, they walk up to the front desk and get 3 more. A routine already strained with the use of efficient tehnology is now on paper & pencil. Think I'll get out in time to pick up my son?
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| Test |
[Dec. 18th, 2009|01:55 am] |
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I'm trying to post something much longer and it says there is a problem with the content. Trying this. |
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