show me how to live
Very busy weekend, but good.
Friday I went to poker Pete's game, and made $50. It was business as usual there.
Saturday, we got up and went to Aubrey's flag football game, and then went and got donuts. I love creme filled long johns, which is probably the gayest thing I've ever said.
Speaking of which, Ann pointed this out to me because it kind of stands out. The funny thing about it was, we looked at it in the usual juvanile way, laughing that someone would put that in the paper, but then I looked at it closer, and realized that one of the guys was my neighbor where I grew up. It suddenly pulled it inside my monkeysphere, so I was instantly offended at her laughing at it.
Saturday nite, we went to Jake's acreage to shoot skeet, eat, and hang out at a bonfire.
The best part was when I playfully switched my beer for Shelly's soda, just so she would inadvertantly take a drink of my beer. When that happened, I took a picture.
So I was previewing the picture, and zooming in on Shelly's look at disgust, and laughing. Then panned around while zoomed in and saw this.
Which we all got a good laugh at, because Chad always complains that all the pictures I take of him makes him look 50 lbs heavier and retarded.
You be the judge.
Anyway, the bonfire was fun, and we eventually went home and passed out.
Today, I slept in, and hung drywall to finally complete it, and make it ready for the mudding. I highly doubt I'll do that. Too messy and I'm no good at it anyway.
Friday I went to poker Pete's game, and made $50. It was business as usual there.
Saturday, we got up and went to Aubrey's flag football game, and then went and got donuts. I love creme filled long johns, which is probably the gayest thing I've ever said.
Speaking of which, Ann pointed this out to me because it kind of stands out. The funny thing about it was, we looked at it in the usual juvanile way, laughing that someone would put that in the paper, but then I looked at it closer, and realized that one of the guys was my neighbor where I grew up. It suddenly pulled it inside my monkeysphere, so I was instantly offended at her laughing at it.
Saturday nite, we went to Jake's acreage to shoot skeet, eat, and hang out at a bonfire.
The best part was when I playfully switched my beer for Shelly's soda, just so she would inadvertantly take a drink of my beer. When that happened, I took a picture.
So I was previewing the picture, and zooming in on Shelly's look at disgust, and laughing. Then panned around while zoomed in and saw this.
Which we all got a good laugh at, because Chad always complains that all the pictures I take of him makes him look 50 lbs heavier and retarded.
You be the judge.
Anyway, the bonfire was fun, and we eventually went home and passed out.
Today, I slept in, and hung drywall to finally complete it, and make it ready for the mudding. I highly doubt I'll do that. Too messy and I'm no good at it anyway.