I'm in no condition to write anything. So this is just babble. I miss my dogs. I love my kids. I don't know if I'm the boxer or the bag. But, life couldn't be better. I don't understand how Aquaman can 'breathe' under water and on land. It should be one or the other. I would like to hold my little hand, how we will run. The baseball season is shorter than the football season but no one should play hockey in June. Is the NBA still around? There are many tomatoes in the garden to be picked. The sunflowers have bloomed. Cucumbers aren't quite right. And no one likes zucchini. (That wasn't capitalized - are you paying attention?) Tomorrow I'm going to do many things. Tomorrow I'm going to grow. Tomorrow I'm going to spend the day in the garden.
Tonight, I'm going to bed.
Wandering through the Dandelion Garden you may come across a variety of characters in my world. Some are living people, some just live in my head. Nicknames are often used to protect the innocent – and the guilty. There is Chick and the Thrill and Otis among many others. But most of the time you’ll be hanging out with Jim – a pretty good guy.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
Friday Night with Otis
A few hours ago I had the option of watching golf, baseball or football. And while that decision may appear to be difficult, it was just the end of the second round of the PGA Championship, the Reds versus the Nationals and a pre-season game for the Bengals. So, none of the options were worth fighting for. Of course fighting wouldn't have mattered - we ended up watching the Wonder Pets - "Linny, Tuck and Ming Ming too!"
"This is serious!"
In the last two days I have become addicted to Mafia Wars on Facebook. It's easy to do because everyting deals with accomplishments. I don't get to accomplish many things these days. Sure, Mo can count to 30 in Spanish, Hank can name the starting lineup for the Brewers (he likes Milwaukee) and the Big O, well, likes to eat. But those feats are not really mine to claim. That's just kids growing. I'll be happy to raise enough cash to buy three tommy guns and an armored sedan so I can knock off a few people. THAT's accomplishing something!
"Save the Walrus. SAVE THE WALRUS!"
Next year I am not planting Zuchini in the garden. If you read the last post you know that we now have a vegetable garden. And that I whacked the Zuchini last weekend. Well, as expected, it is growing back even more fervently than before. And that's not really the problem. My biggest problem is that kids just don't like Zuchini. Buttered - no. Garlic salt - no. Deep fried - no. Kids don't like it. I'm tempted to introduce Zuchini Pop-Tarts, but I'm sure they won't like those either.
I have no idea why I capitalized the word 'Zuchini' in that last paragraph.
That's enough about the kids. I mean, I just had an entire paragraph in my head about how the kids don't want to go outside anymore, and not just because it's too hot, it's just that they are bored with the outside things. But that's enough! No more kid's shit! I have more in my life than just kids. I have hermit crabs and fish and a dog. And a couple of fantasy teams. And Mafia Wars...
Oh, crackers.....I need help.
('crackers' is our new word for 'damn' ever since Mo started using the 'D' word)
SHIT, it still comes back to the kids!!!!!!
"SAVE THE DADDY. THIS IS SERIOUS!"
"This is serious!"
In the last two days I have become addicted to Mafia Wars on Facebook. It's easy to do because everyting deals with accomplishments. I don't get to accomplish many things these days. Sure, Mo can count to 30 in Spanish, Hank can name the starting lineup for the Brewers (he likes Milwaukee) and the Big O, well, likes to eat. But those feats are not really mine to claim. That's just kids growing. I'll be happy to raise enough cash to buy three tommy guns and an armored sedan so I can knock off a few people. THAT's accomplishing something!
"Save the Walrus. SAVE THE WALRUS!"
Next year I am not planting Zuchini in the garden. If you read the last post you know that we now have a vegetable garden. And that I whacked the Zuchini last weekend. Well, as expected, it is growing back even more fervently than before. And that's not really the problem. My biggest problem is that kids just don't like Zuchini. Buttered - no. Garlic salt - no. Deep fried - no. Kids don't like it. I'm tempted to introduce Zuchini Pop-Tarts, but I'm sure they won't like those either.
I have no idea why I capitalized the word 'Zuchini' in that last paragraph.
That's enough about the kids. I mean, I just had an entire paragraph in my head about how the kids don't want to go outside anymore, and not just because it's too hot, it's just that they are bored with the outside things. But that's enough! No more kid's shit! I have more in my life than just kids. I have hermit crabs and fish and a dog. And a couple of fantasy teams. And Mafia Wars...
Oh, crackers.....I need help.
('crackers' is our new word for 'damn' ever since Mo started using the 'D' word)
SHIT, it still comes back to the kids!!!!!!
"SAVE THE DADDY. THIS IS SERIOUS!"
Sunday, August 09, 2009
Sunday Mow
You can often tell how good it is going to be to mow the lawn by the first song that plays on your ipod. Last week it was Sound of Silence - not good. Today started with Baba O'Riley - much better.
Second song got even better - Coconuts by Widespread Panic. "You can break them open and they smell like ladies lying in the sun."
So if I mowed this morning it means we did not go to church, or in our case, Steak N' Shake. But it's okay, we went to Red Robin last night so it counts for Sunday mass.
Not much reason for not keeping up this Garden. I have, however, spent some time on Facebook. It's been pretty cool catching up with old friends. It's interesting to see what everyone is doing with their lives. If you haven't joined Facebook, I suggest you do. I need more friends!
I have spent quite a bit of time in our actual garden. Yesterday I whacked two Zucchini plants. They've been growing like crazy and we now have more squash than we know what to do with. I also put in some poles for the beans, peas and tomatoes. The peppers and eggplant are doing well and we have a watermelon about the size of a chicken egg.
So, at least that garden is growing.
Second song got even better - Coconuts by Widespread Panic. "You can break them open and they smell like ladies lying in the sun."
So if I mowed this morning it means we did not go to church, or in our case, Steak N' Shake. But it's okay, we went to Red Robin last night so it counts for Sunday mass.
Not much reason for not keeping up this Garden. I have, however, spent some time on Facebook. It's been pretty cool catching up with old friends. It's interesting to see what everyone is doing with their lives. If you haven't joined Facebook, I suggest you do. I need more friends!
I have spent quite a bit of time in our actual garden. Yesterday I whacked two Zucchini plants. They've been growing like crazy and we now have more squash than we know what to do with. I also put in some poles for the beans, peas and tomatoes. The peppers and eggplant are doing well and we have a watermelon about the size of a chicken egg.
So, at least that garden is growing.
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