Monday, February 14, 2011

Happy Valentines Day to My Sweet Wifey




Few and far between are the people who can put up with my shit.  Let alone, put up with my shit each and every day. 




Thanks for being my wife.  I promise to get it together.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Say hello to the new Kosterpelding Washer


This year we are going to spend money.  So far we've bought a new car, found out we owe 900 in taxes, and had our washing machine go out on us.  Oh, and we got a $500 medical bill this week.  We're trying to take it in stride, but I have the distinct feeling that we aren't out of the woods yet.  Taylor Swift's "Back to December" is our new theme song.  December was so great.  

Speaking of songs, Adele's "Rolling in the Deep" is fucking awesome.  I'm going to love this song forever.  I just hope I don't kill it by the time the year is over.  I listened to the whole album this morning, and it mostly seemed long, but maybe I will warm up to it.  She covers Lovesong by The Cure, which seems pointless, but whatever. I love covers as a rule, but covering the Cure is dumb.  It's like covering David Bowie.  Their weirdness is part of the song.  You take it away and it just lays there.  

Friday, February 4, 2011

I Don't Know What I'm Doing

I just spent the evening going through half of my eight zillion gigabyte music library.  It took me about 2 hours to go from A to L.  Much of it consists of music I will likely never listen to again.  But I hang onto it, on the off chance that one of these bands will put out a second album that I will like, and I will want to go back and revisit their first one.  I know this is dumb, but as the title of this post indicates, I don't know what I'm doing. 


Moron with Saints Snuggie and Lap Desk.
Kent has this problem too, but he performed a great purge a while back.  I was going to do it when he did it, but I chickened out.  Tonight may force me to look at this again.  I just need to be realistic about whether I'm ever going to get into Linstrom, Head Like a Kite or fucking Ladyfinger.  It's never going to happen and I know it.  


On an unrelated note I have started to use the lap table that grandma gave me a couple years ago.  It goes great with my Saints Snuggie, and our new TV trays.  And it has a little built in tray for a couple of pens.  Maybe I'll put some pens in it this weekend.  Then I can use it to write my memoirs.  Or maybe I should type them...

I look like a butcher!

Lifelong dream fulfilled.
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Thursday, February 3, 2011

Miracle Mailing

So it was two summers ago I believe that two young men rang the doorbell and convinced me to order a ridiculously high priced children's books so that they would get to go to Europe to study film with UNO. I know it wasn't last summer because I think when I ordered my book I was on speaking terms with my neighbor. Anyway, a few days after giving them my check a report ran on the news that the guys going door to door were in fact con men and that they were not affiliated with UNO in any way. I held out hope that maybe my guys were legit, but abandoned it six months or so later when my check had been cashed, but no book had arrived. Well seventeen months after the fact it showed up at my house yesterday - a book of crafts for kids that now appears a bit too juvenile for Jude and Zoe. I guess what I'm trying to say is keep hope alive, particularly for the insignificant things in life.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

2011 The Year of the Write/Fat

I have dedicated myself to writing this year - for the first time ever.  As a rule, I have always been a pretty lazy writer.  I think.  It comes out.  I write it.  I rewrite some of it.  I call it good.  But this year, I have decided that I would like to work on my technique a little. I am also working on my proofreading.  Frankly, an improvement in this area would be helpful.  I am the worst editor I know.  And it's not even close.