Monday, December 26, 2005

New Year's Resolutions

1. Stop being frustrated when people say "New Year's." "What are you doing for New Year's?" "I have the cutest outfit I'm wearing for New Year's." "New Year's this year is going to be the biggest party of all." No longer will I let this this bother me.

2. Get a damn flu shot.

3. No more internet Russian midget amputee S&M porn.

4. Try to embrace my feminine side without getting a run in my pantyhose.

5. Love like I don't need the money, dance like I've never been hurt, and work like no one's watching.

6. Finish that dirigible I've been building in the basement.

7. Try to get off the oxycodone and switch to Dilaudid.

8. Be nicer to the household staff, especially Clive, my valet.

Monday, December 19, 2005

Love Them Soccer Club Names

In Germany, there's a professional soccer club called Verein für Leibensubungen Borussia Mönchengladbach. Really.

In Wales, there's a professional soccer club called Clyb Pel-droed Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwylllantysiliogogogoch. Honest.

In the Netherlands, there's a professional soccer club called NAC Breda, or Nooit Opgeven Altijd Doorzetten Aangenaam Door Vermaak En Nuttig Door Ontspanning Combinatie Breda. Swear to God.

Friday, December 16, 2005

Happy Birthday, Son

Well, it's that time of year again, and I just want to say Happy Birthday to the boy. I couldn't be any more proud of you, and every time I say that, I'm prouder still. I'm sorry we don't get to spend more time together, but the frequent emails and phone calls are almost like being there. Have a wonderful 25th, dude, and be careful out there among them English.

Monday, December 05, 2005

Counter-Productive

I put the counter in by blog about 4 months ago, and I see it just turned over 1000 hits. Amazing! Of course, 600 of those are probably mine, but still... It's good to see that both my readers continue to check out You'll Have This. To you two I say thanks, and I'll try to post some more. Of course, I'm a hard act to follow.

Funny thing happened to me at the drugstore this evening. I went to get a prescription filled for my wife, and I had two chocolate bars with me at the pharmacy check out when I bought the pills. The pharmacist gal at the cash register looked at my chocolate bars and started talking about how she just looooves chocolate and smiling at me and batting her eyes, and all of a sudden I realized, "This girl's flirting with me!" I'm usually kind of thick and don't pick up on that stuff, and it's been a long, long time since it's happened to me. I wasn't trying to hide my wedding ring or anything, and she knew the prescription was for someone with a female name. Plus, I'm old! But she was still flirting with the ol' Shnooky. Kind of put a spring in my step.

I'm one of those people who work at home. My wife and I work for a large corporation and do all of our work at home on computers. I'm here to say that, yes, we do work in our pajamas. Just because we can.