Just When I Think I'm Out....
Jeff and I are off to a softball tournament this weekend, leaving in an hour or so, in Ohio. I know, I thought I was done too, but its basically free and there are a lot of fun people going so wtf.
See ya next week.
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Jeff and I are off to a softball tournament this weekend, leaving in an hour or so, in Ohio. I know, I thought I was done too, but its basically free and there are a lot of fun people going so wtf.
See ya next week.



Went to Kennywood this past Friday night with Jeff and a couple friends and this was my big prize from the game booths. His name is Sharky McShark. It was a fun night, we went with another couple and hit all the coasters and played some games. And Jeff who has issues with heights, in a crazy moment of bravery, went on this ride with us which swings you back and forth and then hangs you upside down before turning you round and round in a stomach churning frenzy:

The rest of the weekend was the final games of softball. My team won our first game but lost the second game thus not getting our hands on the championship trophy. But I am pretty happy to have even made it that far through the playoffs into the championship round. Jeff's team won their division championship and brought home the trophy for their team.
Today we are going to watch Jeff's nephew play football then it's over to Alison and Paul's for a relaxing yummy dinner.
I still think Al Gore is going to run for President.

As much as I hate to say it, I don't think America will elect a woman or an African American just yet. I would hope I am wrong but I don't know if I see it. Perhaps after Hillary is VP for four years after winning on the Gore/Clinton ticket and Gore has created universal healthcare and given us clean running hover cars, Hillary could then be Prez.
I like getting text messages. Jeff and I text frequently, it's an efficient way to communicate quick thoughts and plans. But the best part is that he has perfect timing for sending something. It's like he knows I need to hear something. I always seem to get a quick little note just when I need it. Just when I'm fed up at work or stressed out for some reason, the little message chime rings from my phone and upon opening it up I find a few words either totally serious or just plain silly, but either way always sweet and always a pick-me-up.
From Websters:
Worry: mental distress or agitation resulting from concern usually for something impending or anticipated
Worrying runs in my family. It's in my genes. I get it from my mom who got it from her mom and so on. It may be my one and only flaw. Yes it's true, I'm not perfect. I hope this admission doesn't shatter any notions anyone has of my greatness. But I admit, I am a worrywart. I am the mayor of Worry Wart Village. There is a statue of me in the aniexty hall of fame. Don't worry, it's not a nude.

I mean I worry about things that haven't happened yet and maybe won't. Do I Have powers to see into the future? NO. So WTF? I worry about people in my life like a mother hen, grown adults who don't always need a circling buzzard-like yet handsome person hovering with a metaphorical safety net. Relationships, bills, life, you name it and my undies are in a bunch about it, ther's a bee in my bonnet about it, and my feathers are ruffled about it.
Oh and don't get me started on going to bed. I am the king of letting my mind race as soon as my head hits the pillow. What is it about darkness and being horizontal that lets ones mind wander into an abyss of "what if's" or "crap that bill is due?"
I need to relax, chill, chillax even. I can't control everything, I know this. And as much as I would like it, the whole world does not listen to me so I cannot control everything. I should just wait for life to happen and deal rather than stressing. At least I'm self aware. Now where's my Tylenol PM so I can get to sleep?
Got to field today, raining, stopped raining. Started to play, even got a home run. Rained. Stopped playing. Games postponed till next weekend.
Double UGH.
My motorcycle has been up for sale for a few weeks now and nobody has bought it yet? WTF? It's the coolest super-neato cycle in the whole galaxy. My brother Lee is selling it for me and has had some interested people so far but no takers. Maybe its the marketing. Maybe if we told people it's the coolest super-neato cycle in the whole galaxy there would be a bidding war.
Seriously, I just want to be lazy for a couple days. The softball playoffs continue this weekend with the possibility of playing three games again. I love paying and the league, but the season could easily be a bit shorter than it is.
At least the temperature has dropped and it is not real humid. It's actually pretty nice out today. I may even be able to turn up the temp on the A/C a bit and give it a rest. My window A/C has been working the BTU's non stop since May. That's right, it has not been shut off all summer. I only have windows on one side of my aprtment and I really don't like to open them because there is really no air flow where I am situated in the building so I get no breeze and inside it gets dusty faster with windows open. Window units are so much less efficient than central A/C. But you work with what ya got and I like to be comfy at home.
- Karl Rove is leaving the administration. Satan must have had an opening on his staff. Or is the fucktard going to run for Prez? Hellish either way.
- Great question asked by a reporter as Shrub and Rove embraced after announcing his resignation: "If he's so smart, how come you lost congress?"
- Could not sleep last night. Tossed and turned all night. Well at least until about an hour before I had to get up. There ain't enough coffee in the world to make me have a good day on one hours sleep.
- Jeff is still pretty sick. He has missed three days of work so far this week.
- I finally did some laundry last night. Good thing too. I was in danger of having to go camando. While liberating, not a good option for suit pants.
- I really should be working on my ginormous pile of work I have sitting on my desk rather than sitting at the library typing in my blog but I had to get out for a bit. Coworkers, the man, telephones, and the public are all conspiring against me today. My motivation has circled the bowl and is totally flushed away. Nice visual huh? I should insert a pic here.
- Dog fighting promoter Michael Vick is less than human. What a sickening individual.
- People who just need to go away: Brittany, OJ, Lindsay, Paris, Bush, and anyone that disagrees with me.
My little blog is feeling so neglected. I have been soooo busy lately. Lots to say, will get back to the good old days of writing, I swear. It's my goal and part of my new found energy to work on my organization. So for now, a quick run down from The World of Brent the last few days:
- Softball playoffs started, played 3 games Sat and Sun, won two-- now play next weekend.
- Jeff's team advanced too but that was a given because he is on a great team in the competative league.
- Matt and Erica were in town. Didn't get to spend as much time with them as I wanted to, bummed but will see in a few weeks.
- Lots of social interactions all related to softball in one form or another, all fun.
- Rescued an out of gas on the side of the road boyfriend.
- Work has been kicking my ass latlely. Employees are dropping like flies as people say adios for other opportunities. Should I be heading for the door too? Would that finally jump start me to get off my keester and try something I would like doing?
- Jeff is majorly sick right now, started last night, got a little better but got worse during the day today. Bummer, want him to feel good.
- Need to do some major work on a website for my networking group and catch up on four days of email.
- Also about six loads of laundry to do but no quarterts - DOH!
More soon, maybe even something interesting!
Peace out y'all
Allright, finally an update, although a quick one because my power is out at home and I am pilfering the internets at Alison and Paul's house.
The Jersey Shore was AWESOME. We had a great time being beach bums by day and boardwalk bums by night. We rode a couple roller coasters, walked miles of boardwalk and streets of Wildwood and Ocean City, did a little shopping, and generally relaxed and had fun. We even rented bikes one morning and rode for a bit beofre hitting the beach. We had a great night on the boardwalk in Ocean City on Saturday that included a nice dinner celebrating Jeff's birthday. Oh and five words to describe the awesomeness of the boardwalk -- Soft Serve Banana Ice Cream !! Thunder had an awesome time too, running on the beach at night and through the neighborhood in the day meeting all the local doggies.
The drive there and back was pretty uneventful except for a small (20 mile) jaunt in the wrong direction on the way down. That coupled with a stint sitting in a ginormous traffic jam in Philidelphia made the drive in a bit longer than we would have liked. Coming home the only hitch was the realization that we left my two bed pillows at the hotel -- DOH! I went all through the room making sure we hadn't forgotten anything but failed to look at the pillows that blended in so well on the bed.
Overall it was just a fun and relaxing time and I look forward to more trips to the shore.
A few pics on next page....
Jeff and Thunder outside our hotel

The rides at night on the boardwalk

Ferris Wheel

Boardwalk pic

Beach

Beach

Back from trip. Tired. Update Wednesday.
Six hours to departure, I'm off to bed. Be back Monday night.
Y'all have a good weekend.
So, my little post below about responsibility. Tonight (Thursday) Jeff comes over, we unload his car to mine for the trip Friday, I pull his car and mine around back and park for a while in what is technically a no parking zone but everyone parks there anyway always without incident. And yadda yadda yadda, we come out tonight and both our cars have tickets. Not just parking tickets, but $92 fucking dollar parking in a fire lane tickets -- each. Ugh.
Craptacular.
Personal Responsibility?
Sooo fed up with people. Seriously, quit yer bitchin, suck it up, get over it, and deal.
You get a ticket...pay it
You overdraw your account...pay your fee
You make a cake with carrots in it...realize that is stupid and throw it out
You trip because you are an inattentive klutz talking on your cell phone while sipping a latte...lick your wounds and don't call a lawyer
You are the war mongering President of the United States and by invasion get the country involved in a civil war you created...admit the ginormous blunder and get us out.
I could go on and on.
Doing the right thing isn't always easy, but ya gotta try.
Why does the shit always seem to hit the fan just as you are about to take a fews days off from work. Ugh, can't wait to see what is waiting for me when I return.