Unwanted...

Oh man, it's almost midnight, I just escaped work, my wife's not home and the beer is getting warm. Must mean it's time to update this thing. Don't even know what's to update, so here comes random crap...at the pirate vs. nina party last friday, the pirates totally kicked ninja ass. Our costumes were last minute but it was fun. I bought a bicycle and promptly crashed, took myself out really good and pissed Cheryl off quite nicely. Iz and I were out riding at 1:30 am, because we'd both got off work late and Cheryl had to be up at 4am, so being the considerate bastard I am, I didn't come home and wake her up. Well, sorta. I came home to get my bike and stuff, but I didn't turn on the lights and make noise and things. Anyhow, we were out doin the late night cruise, nice and easy, went to signal a turn and "BOOM"...down I go. There was a length of orange plastic tubing between my front brake pad and tire that bound up and tossed me but good. Iz still swears it was a tree sprig, but I was the one who pulled it out. Ended up with shreded arms, elbows, a nasty knee and a downright frightening hand/palm/finger combo. Booyah! Looks better two+ weeks later, but bled and hurt like a mofo at the time. Gonna have some cute scars. The cool thing is that the bike is pristine except for the pedal on the downed side. Soon as my knee and wrist stop aching it's back on the beast. It's such a nice bike! Cheryl wasn't thrilled to get a call at 1:45 am asking her to get some bandages and hydogen peroxide. She took grim pleasure in aplying said hydrogen peroxide, and my lack of screams was made up for in swearing and tears. Iz laughed all the way through it. All my customers at work asked how much I'd had to drink. What a reputation I must have! Onwards...see, I always think of crap to blog when I'm not in front of the keyboard, but when I get here, I just ramble on. Cheryl and I got hooked on American Idol this year. There, I admitted it, the healing can begin. Ever since an unnamed singer from an ex-portland band told me of her admiration for the show, I've had a morbid curiosity towards it. Now I know her truth. Let's see...built Cheryl a workshop area in the basement, it's nice and stuff. She's got a work benchish thingy and storage and such. Pegboard for organization, bins for materials. Oh, and we got her a super cool sewing machine. Her parents bought it for her, so kudos go to them. She's been crafting up all sorts of cool things. Random, random...added another wine rack to the house. No, we're not lushes, we just drink alot. Put a new harddrive in the old computer. Six hundred and sixty plus gigs of storage now. Archive everything! Old bros from way back when making suprise appearances in life right now. College boys are making good on summer internships. Cinco de Mayo was a birthday party gone awesome with the best fajitas Matt has ever made and Tequilla to drown in. How sick he got, only the shadow knows. And yes, I did buy the disney princess tableclothes for his present! We've got new flooring in the kitchen/mudroom. Free books from dumpsters rule! Um...Cheryl's home and my (last) beer is almost empty, time to ramble no more. I'll try to put some thought into another post instead of just going on about crap without explaining it. But it's so fun...