Bachin' it

Yes, I am "Batchin' it" this week. My lovely wife is in another town on the other side of the mountains doing some work, so I am home alone, shit...... I hate that when I say that it makes me think of Macauley Culkin. Fuckin' drug addict slug. I haven't been eating well, mostly hamburgers and fries. What a pathetic slob I can be when left to my own devices. At least the burgers are made from turkey meat. I have trouble concentrating, I only do things in short bursts. I guess that is why I despise long distance running so much, I am more of a sprinter. Maybe that is why my blawg posts are so short.....uhhh. What does that say about me? Comments are welcome, and please be honest, I can take it. I gotta go, what the hell am I doing here? I must have something bet

OK, So I missed some, shut up!

I haven't done really well in posting everyday in the month of April. I suck at blawwgeeng. Anyway, today is a good day, and maybe if you are nice I will tell you why later. I found a lucky penny yesterday and it actually worked for the first time in my life. I love pizza. I love lamp. Screw it, here is some more pictures for your enjoyment.

Uncle Sam's an Asshole

Every year, we come to that fateful time when dear Uncle Sam is supposed to refund us some money to replace what he diligently took from us over the last 12 months. We always think that this year is going to be better 'cause we have more stuff to deduct, we bought a house, etc. etc. But wouldn't you know it for some reason it just keeps getting worse, dear old Uncle Sam has found a loophole, and he intends to keep what he took. Sometimes, I think old Theodore Kacynski had it right, and I want to move into a cabin in the middle of nowhere off the grid and give a big ol' finger to the rest of the world, minus the letter bombs of course. It just never feels like you did the right thing no matter how hard you tried, no matter what people have told you to do, or what you have read, the boys and girls in the gov'ment are gonna get their money............fuckers. On second thought, maybe Teddy had the whole thing right. Goddamn Uncle Sam.