Oh, the Heat.

So since I’ve been here (June 6, 2011), there have been maybe two days where the temperature was less than triple-digits.  I wish it was a bit cooler down here (though it is since I’m here)  On that note, I’ll leave you with a toast: “Here’s to the heat… not the heat that ignites and burns down shanties, but the heat that excites and brings down panties.”

Drink up…

The Guitar Man

“Who draws the crowd? Who plays so loud?…”  Me.  I’ve played more guitar in the past week than I have in the month before that.  I have a lovely lady to thank for that (you know who you are if you read this).  Now if I could only remember all the songs I know how to play, I’d be a walking jukebox.

“Don’t rock the jukebox…”

 

Triumphant Return

I’m back!!!  It’s been a few years since I’ve posted, and I apologize.  Things that have happened:  Got divorced.  Moved to Texas.  Got a job at BlackBerry.  Met some women.  Drank beers, lots of them.  That’s pretty much it.  Now if I could only find someone to help me steal horses.

Feels good to be free again.

BBQ Blizzard.

So we were at Dairy Queen the other day and Betsy asks the cashier for a blizzard and chicken fingers with BBQ sauce.  Apparently, the girl heard “BBQ Blizzard” and proceeded to look at us like we had penises growing out of our foreheads.  Probably one of the funnier things that happened that day.

I wonder what it would taste like?

Emotional Distress

I know I hate emo, but I figured I’d post about some emotions that I’m going through.  First of all, the Veterans’ Administration seems to have misplaced ALL records showing that I was in Iraq and won’t update my disability for PTSD.  On top of that, I love too many women.  I find myself wondering “what if” too often and I don’t know what to do about it.  Perhaps Yuen, my “sister”/psychologist will know.  Shit has hit the fan this week, and I don’t much like it.  On the upside, Gin is good.

Shit goes in the toilet, not on the fan.

Ubuntu

So after careful consideration (and much pressure from Chris), I decided to finally download Ubuntu. For those who don’t know, Ubuntu is a Linux O/S that is completely FREE. I haven’t played around with it at all, but I eventually will. I may not get rid of Windows completely (because the wife would kill me), but I may just run it from a removable hard drive.

Are you happy, Chris?

Blue Man Group

Betsy got tickets to BMG last night, so we all went.  GREAT show.  If you haven’t ever seen it, I strongly recommend that you go.  It’s a great blend of art, music, and crowd participation that’s fun for the entire family (or even a night out with that special someone).  I had never seen them before, and to say the least: it was an experience.

Can’t wait to go again.

Fantasy Football Program

Recently I created a program using C++ that asks for a user input for a fantasy football position, ie. Q for Quarterback, etc. Depending on what position was input, the program asks for stats such as throwing yards, rushing yards, interceptions, etc. It then takes these values and computes the score for the stats that were entered based on Yahoo! Sports’s scoring system.

The program also will not let the user enter more than one quarterback, two running backs, three receivers, one kicker, and one defense. All I need to do now is create this program as a windows application and then publish/sell it. Any comments/suggestions?

return 0;

Donkey Flu

There was this Christmas pageant at the church down the street from where I live.  It was something a little different than most Christmas Pageants.  This particular pageant took the guests on a “tour of Bethlehem.”  It was actually really nice to experience something different than the usual.  On the tour, we stopped and visited Mary at her home, Joseph at his carpenter’s shop, and eventually baby Jesus in a manger.  We live in Chicago, so the manger was indoor and heated.

I digress, so on to my point.  Outside the “manger” there were a few sheep and one donkey corralled  in a small “petting zoo.”  My mother-in-law decided that she wanted to pet the donkey just like the children before her were petting it.  She’s stroking the nose of the donkey (much like one would pet a horse’s nose) and all of a sudden, “SLURP”!  The donkey had sucked her finger in and bit her.  Yes, my mother-in-law was bitten by a donkey.

The next day, she had gotten very sick (it’s flu season, mind you).  She got tested at the doctor’s office where she works and they said that she had contracted two strains of the flu at the same time.  She says that she just got sick. 

 We all think it was the Donkey Flu.

Happy Birthday!

I want to wish a Happy 231st Birthday to all my fellow Marines out there.  We should all take pride in what we’ve done and will do for our country.  I bet any amount of money that if you asked a soldier, sailor, or airman what his/her branch’s birthday is, he/she wouldn’t be able to tell you.  Once a Marine, Always a Marine, and for those who know me, this is a bit more “moto” than usual.

Semper Fi