Generally the land of the belligerent man is a place for sarcasm and side notes that go along with my quite happy life. I mean lets face the truth. I have a great weefe that I have been with for well over 10 years and I am happy today as the first day we met. I have 2 lovely daughters who are much brighter and more colorful than I could have ever dreamed of and I am expecting a 3rd in the coming months. My mother lives with us and although that sometimes drives us all a little batty (probably her the most) it is wonderful for all of us. I have a great job that I enjoy and I like my small group of comrades as well.
All in all I have very little to complain about. I would say I lead a mentally healthy life overall. Of course it has some pitfalls (Every time I type or say that word I think of swinging over some alligators while racing against a pointless clock!) with most of them being lodged deep inside my own terribly flawed brain but such is life.
However, one area I need to get on the stick – physical health. True I have no health problems. I see the doctor 2 times a year for check ups and my blood pressure and cholesterol check out just fine. I can still keep up with my kids and my clothing size has not changed in the last 5 years. Age though is catching up. My ability to bounce back and recover every day or every hour is not as great as it once was. So I can either get on HGH and lie to congress, very tempting or get my ass in some better shape. I do verbalize this ever and I am hoping by typing this out it will give me a little more motivation to stay on course. Nothing crazier, eat better, daily exercise. Simple, right?
My wife has been looking for the right decoration for our entryway and this might do the trick.
It is quite a nice shirt but I am guessing I can get one to my liking a little closer that 7,788 miles / 12,533 kilometers /6,767 nautical miles. Just a guess but I think the gift shop at Shenzhen Bao’an International Airport might be considered out of the way.
It gets a little creepy out here weather wise at times, such as last night, but overall I love our area. I like being out in the open more than ever. This photo was taken on June 1 and no enhancements or changes were made to it all. Pretty creep and pretty impressive I think.
I really did not need rain today. Although it is nice for the lawn this seriously constricts my plans with the kids on this solo style weekend. Ugh.
Hmmm...Who's Hand Is That?
No, not really as this one is worth two words …. Fuck You. 500 cartons of shit, gone forever. You stupid fucking idiots that keep everything with no concept of cost or worth. Let me explain it – Cost — How much you pay for the shit – Worth — How much you can get out of it. After 10 years of getting nothing out of it you thumbsuckers you can safely say it has no worth.
Oh wait that is not exactly true. It is worth and big FUCK YOU and SMILE on 2 particular faces.
On the topic of shitty bands let me throw out my axis of crapola. Anytime I hear any of these bands I want to stab myself in the ear with a dull letter opener -
Enough said.
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