Ripping Stitches

Michele went to Meijer, under some duress, while we waited on a couple invoices.

When I shop for eggs, I buy Cage Free / Organic eggs. They cost another dollar or so, but it's bad enough we kill and torture so many animals for our own dining-out amusement that it's sick.

The simple fact that she noticed what I have been buying (I'm the main grocery guy) caught her beautiful eyes, just makes me love her that much more.

I swear to any God... A girl that buys "Cage Free" eggs, and can also explain "Icing" in NHL hockey?

You've seen Venus standing on the giant seashell? I have Venus standing in my driveway.

For all the grandparents, aunts and uncles out there in my own family who for whatever reason, vote Republican.

I just saw a clip of Senator McCain at a town hall meeting. An older lady in the audience suggested reinstating The Draft. He looked at her and said, and I quote, "I don't disagree with anything you say."

Do the math. In 2001, Chance was 5. We went into Afghanistan. Shortly after, when Chance was in 2nd grade, I was painting his Pinewood Derby car when we went into Iraq. He will start 7th grade in two weeks. That means in five more short, very short years, he could be sent to Iraq, Iran, Russia... Wherever the good Senator decides to start a new war or continue an old one.

Your very own Chance could just that easily be under enemy fire based on your vote in less than 80 days.

Please think about that, rather than looking at Red or Blue on the ballot. This is something that affects you all much more than taxes, repairing highways or XM merging with Sirrius. This is my son, your Chanceman, going to war when he should be going to college to make this world a better place.

I was following random links today and ended up on some 16 year old Texas kid's MySpace page. He was linked to some comment about low riders that was linked from a Snoop Dog reference that was linked from a lyric page. Gotta love the Internetz.

So here was a 'blog entry from January. For some reason I took this to heart; I hope the kid does well...

Something struck an odd cord in my head today.

Nothing special about today, just a normal nothing-out-of-the-ordinary type of day except that i finished a book. this book was by very intuitive skater that I have idoled since I started skating. It got me reflecting upon my life and what I wish to accomplish. And maybe it's just these events that have been unfolding in my life that is making me realize alot of things.

So here I am. Setting a goal, a late new years resolution if you will. I'would like to say I'm done with all the drugs and drinking, but I don't want to be a hypocrite for the future. But I am saying that I wont say yes as easily any more. I have a reason now, not for anyone else but for me. I am going to skate, everyday.

And also, for some odd reason. my dad has inspired me, inspired me to grow up. I'm not a lil kid that has his mother do everything for him now. 2 years i'll be on my own and i need to step it up. so here i go i guess.

I've always said that i never wanted to grow up and be all mature. now I'm going to start. this really isnt a blog for you guys to read. it's more for me, sometimes i need something to write things out.

The 2008 Oakland County International Airport happened this afternoon. We took a walk around to see some of those planes that wake us up every morning. A neighbor recently told me the water tower by our house is what the General Aviation planes use as a landmark to bank for final approach. Location, Location, Location.

We went to my 25th class reunion tonight. There are a handful of babes who still look great, but every time something like this comes up I am so glad I went six miles north and grabbed a Clarkston babe who rocks my world.

She got her hair cut and colored this week, and wore her favorite Lily Allen dress. Mrow.

I feel bad for all my friends who have been divorced, never married, married six times, etc. I found the one chick who understands me, makes me laugh, looks awesome, takes care of our boys and our house, and rarely complains. Oh yeah, HELL yeah, she can also explain the penalty of Hockey "Icing."

Enough said.

We had a great night. It was a lot of fun to see so many old friends, especially John Meyer. He was one of my first friends when I was 7 and moved into a new neighborhood. We became fast friends, and he was a big part of my "kidhood." I was really happy to see him show up, along with many other old friends.

All the best to the Waterford Township High School Class of 1983. I wish you all could have been there. I'm glad those who were close enough to make it, or booked a flight to make it (Robin, Julie) made the effort. I couldn't have had a better bunch of kids to go through school with. You're all special in so many ways, and I love you for that.

By the way, in the window of Ken's Pizza, there has been a paper message that says something like "Thanks for 34 years of business."

Ken's is no more. The "Lunch of the Mighty Skippers" has closed the doors. WTHS is now a Kroger! The football field is now a Buffalo Wild WIngs. If you ever show up there and see "WTHS" on the Playmaker Trivia, come find me. I represent every time we go there with the boys for some wings. Some things change, but some things are forever. You don't come in my kitchen and kick my dog, and you don't come on my football field and order a dozen wings... Without losing a 10 or 15 question trivia contest with ME!

"The best there is, the last to be."

All the best, my friends. I love you all.

(Via Maria)

When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.

Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.

Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecs tasy.

Take naps.

Stretch before rising.

Run, romp, and play daily.

Thrive on attention and let people touch you.

Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.

On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.

On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.

When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.

Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.

Be loyal.

Never pretend to be something you're not.

If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.

When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.

ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY!

Um, Senator McCain... Unless we ALL live near Atlanta, we are in fact, NOT, all Georgians.

Ask yourself who is the "celebrity" and making rounds globally before being nominated for anything as of yet?

Oh yeah, and McCain cheated on his wife too. Interesting that we only hear about John Edwards.

Fucking media bias? Give me a break.

Big Business OWNS the media. There is no Liberal Media, short of MSNBC and a handful of weblogs. Big Business. They have more money than you, more money than me, and more money than the monkey jocks that serve you your daily dish of disinformation you listen to on talk radio everyday in and out of the office job. That same job where you should be making twice what you do now, but... That would take money away from Big Business!

Walk away from thinking that one day you'll be rich by voting Republican. You aren't now after how many years? You won't be rich in another 5, 10, 15 years with that same vote. I respect that the President is Commander in Chief. That said, if the Commander is riding the ship into an iceberg, you have a right to change the course.

Some nights I just scream at the television. Some nights I donate money. Some nights I just feel failed by a system I love.

I thought you should have been the nominee in 2004.

I thought you should have been the nominee in 2008.

Two words that my in-law family will understand: Echo Sierra.

You punked me out, you stiff-haired punk bitch lawyer.

Eat it. And I hope your wife dumps your stupid ass before too much longer. Your political career just took a face plant. Egotistical moron, you.