These are just words...: August 2005

Planted...

I don't always sleep in my boots. Heck, I even wear shoes and sandals sometimes. But my boots are a security blanket of sorts. There is no hill I can't climb, no trail I can't follow, no ass I can't kick when I'm wearing a pair of solid, well made boots.

Photoshop not included...

It being my first anniversary and all, I get a wee bit sentimental. We didn't get much time to celebrate yesterday, and today isn't much better. But I'm thankfull for every minute I get to spend with this woman. And no amount of my clever words or verbal skill will ever begin to convey just how deeply I've fallen for her. But she knows that. And she still lets me try to say it anyway. *Sigh*...

Looks a lot like...

Happy first anniversary, my beautiful wife. It may only have been a year, but it will always be a lifetime with you. I love you, you know.

For the love of this country...

Well, another saturday has come and almost gone. I accomplished jack squat, and as usual had a million things I could of done. I just lacked sufficent motivation for anything too productive , so I feel I'm on par for the day. I bought some groceries. Got new cables for my bicycle. Bought materials for a couple projects at the Home Despot (salute, about face...). Built a riser for the computer monitor. That was enough. So I didn't clean out the garage, or the basement, or do the dishes, or finish wiring the bathroom. Big whoop. It's my day off. I didn't re-do the brake lines on the bike, or add ram to the computer, or build the laudry area shelf, or install the software for the new scanner. Oh well. I'm content. It's not everyday that I can be worn out and not have to still bust ass. So today, in the spirit of great americans throughout history, I did it all half assed. Look, I'm even too indifferent to use an exclamtion mark in this. See, no exclamation marks. My wife's away, my friends are gone, the house is cool and I have beer. What more do I need. Oh yeah, I've got to iron a shirt and my wifes dress for a birthday party tonight. Curses. Almost used an exclamation point there. Eh, no big. Off I go to slack through another couple hours of nothingness. Bliss...

Shame and scandal...

Ok, so they're not related but I can't help feeling like they are brother and sister. And judging by this picture their family is from the backwoods of Alabama. Thank God I had them fixed! Yee-haw!