Alright, so everyone else and their mother that I know is doing the blog thing so I figured what the hell. I have things to offer, right? Nope, not really. More accurately would be that I'm bored as all hell and just have nothing better to do with my time.

Let's see, what's going on. Oh, this is a fun one. I made the all too common mistake of answering a question of my wife's in my all too familiar way of putting my foot in my mouth and subsequently hurt her feelings big time.

Started my new job down in the Medical Center a couple days back also. Not too bad so far. I'm a definite ethnic minority in my department. Three white boys, of which I am one, and of which one WISHES he was black...and the rest are either black or hispanic. Everyone's nice and all, but I really need to brush up on my ebonics. I actually had the following exchange with a co-worker:

Her: "So do you have any kids?"
Me: "Yeah, I've got two."
Her: "Really?"
Me: "Uh huh."
Her: "Yeah, I have a daughter myself. Her daddy don't really come around so much anymo', but I'm a pretty good baby momma."

I wrote that WORD FOR WORD EXACTLY.

Scary. I kinda wish I had a gold tooth so I'd fit in a little better. That and a love for jigaboo music and I'll be set.

In other news there's a huge category two hurricane barrelling this way, which is cool because I'm all about some death and destruction. We don't get nearly enough severe storms. Damn shame.

Oh well, that's all for right now. I'm not gonna quote Fleetwood Mac or anything (Chad), but I would like to quote a passage in parting:

We.......are young.
Heartache
to heartache.........

We stand.
No promises........no demands.

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Love...is a battlefield.

Goodnight.