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What a great license plate, I saw that the other day. It is a damn good thing I didn't see it today or the cruelty of it would have slain me. That is because it took me 2.5 hours to drive my normally 45 minute commute to work. IH35 in Austin is a pain, check it out here. Texans cannot handle wet and cold when combined with a water main breaking under the freeway. Who knew.

Crazy Blog Compulsions

So Jen got me blogging and I started to wonder if anyone else I knew did. Well where would I look? Myspace of course, as my kid sister has some sort of site there I had signed up a while back to check it out. Sure enough, there are a couple of people I 'knew' from high school there, anyway I am sure I shocked em by emailing a couple of them and thought I would throw down a quick bio for them in case they are feeling crazy and drop by.

1994 - I did actually graduate highschool in El Paso Texas even with my attendance as horrid as it was in San Antonio.

1994 - Dec 1996 - I roamed the states, moved in and out of my parents house in Ohio, did a brief stint at St. Edwards University in austin in 1995, lived with Brandy (some interp chick? if you remember her) and a couple other girls for a bit, Tony Garza even stayed with us a while, eventually ended up back at home.

January 27,1997 - On the way back to San Antonio I stopped off at a coop in Austin to meet Jeremy Stevens ex girlfriend Megan O'Dell.

January 28, 1997 - moved in with Megan O'Dell

April 1997 - Joined the army.

August 1997 - Married Megan O'Dell, now Megan Hart.

Sep 2002 - Had our first daughter, Keily.

Jul 2006 - Had our second daughter, Abigail.

Currently living just south of Austin, we bought a home in a development out here. Megan is a teacher and I work for Grande Communications.

Anyway that's about that.

Early to bed...

I was not. I was however, extremely early to rise and to work. It seems I did not have to be here today until after 2pm though I badged in at 830am. Oh well, I am sure I have things to catch up on, like blogging.

Could Christmas be bearing down on us any faster? I sat down and composed my list of people to shop for yesterday and was astonished to find that family alone put me at 28! Of course I still have to dream up something that will sweep Jen off of her feet as she gets to celebrate the birth of her favorite savior and the birth of Jesus in the same week. Poor kid, don't tell her she is old. This ones an early present chica.


Routine -

He rolled over blind
the sounds of the screaming black box
a mosh pit in his head.

Feeling for the crystal blue button
pulsing in concert with his temples
facilitates a short lived reprieve.

His daily drive past the
pushers and the pimps a twisting
trail of hot asphalt. Slick and sticky

The coach operates itself
The road essentially etched with
The tread of our lives.

Passing, as always, the hoping
probing hands. Begging eyes
set in vacant lots.

This crawling commute, interminably
delayed, veins of traffic vie...
in vain. in a rush to begin.

There is some bad imagery for ya. Every time you get an email dogging your writing reply back with a link to this and show them bad writing!

Blogging Bug

Did you know how easy it is to just walla walla bam - *make* a whole new blog. Well let me tell you its as easy as doing it. Check out Hart Strings, I hope to actually be able to keep up with some of this stuff. Flickr and blogspot have monopolized my last two days, but it has been fun.

Could my kids be more amazing???

Long time coming

Just wanted to sneak in a little line or two in November so I could say I blog quarterly now. Jen will be thrilled. I think maybe my blogging is not as consistent as it would be if I did not feel compelled to write a novel every time open the edit window. Perhaps I could commit to one line a day. mebbe.

So many cool things happening; I let the whole inlaw grudge thing go, I cruised to a church retreat, I have been feeling pretty spiritual, and I get to go back to Ohio for christmas. Hopefully I will get to see my best friend while I am there.

I'm a pro at creation

So, you wonder where I have been? What have I been doing? Mostly smoking crack and running hookers out of my saturn. But also -

I had a baby, my second... ok ok our second. Abigail was born 07/25 10:47 pm. My cousin had his daughter in the same city on the same day at 12:47 pm. That is strange.

His kid was 6 pounds, mine was 8, thats 14 pounds of kids - 10 hours apart = 4 people to make them. Damn am I a math major? Maybe. Some things just add up.

I got to watch them perform the c-section. Very cool, only got semi woozy when I saw the smoke from the soldering iron they use to seal up the cut. Ok it probably has a much more technical term like cautewhatever but I can spell solder and am too lazy to run spell check. Onward - they jumped on her stomach and out popped my kid. It was amazing.

I highly recommend children.

Hacking

Wonderful to know that in our computer dominated genre, I can find a word which has a meaning not related to computers. Hacking, as in, I am hacking up a lung. 7 days of diaphram drama. My esophagous would be elated were I able to ebb the caustic coughing currently causing me pain. A cold? I think not. This is some sort of sinister swine flue, some creeping crud, a very villainous virus. My throat bleeds for you.

Progressing Backwards

And so it goes with relationships in my experience. The longer they last the more complicated they get. Progressing backward. I'll give you an example, purely hypothetical of course.

Let us say you have been married for some period of time, a long time. Something that you may have failed to consider on the altar (or the Justice of Peace's shag carpet) was the problematic implications your future in laws represented. Let us say you eventually come to find you cannot stand the sight of them nor they you. Let us say you live near them. Let us say your spouse insists upon your comingling. Let us say you tell your spouse that you will never step foot in your in-laws house again. Let us say progressing backward.

I assure you, as best I can in a 'hypothetical' scenario such as the above, the ramifications of such a statement are tantamount to tsunamis and hurricanes, earthquakes and volcanoes, happening simultaneously on 4 continents and 357 channels worldwide. The simple fact is one has to weigh the requests of a spouse over trivial, egotistical, pig headed bravado. Of course bravado wins.

Time Flies

The days go by. 6 days since my last blog and I feel like it has been an hour. Work is consuming me. Ok that is a complete lie. Work is cake. Everquest has been consuming me. I really should get on some sort of medication for it.

So the real reason for my delayed posting is to protest the choice by Sports Illustrated to make Tom Brady Sportsman of the Year. Seriously, the guy is on the path of aging. Not to say he isn't great but seriously, Peyton is the man. Broke the touchdown record last year and this year is leading his team to an undefeated season. And the unequaled domination of his sport by one Roger Federer makes me feel like S.I. is just making up for all the years they put Tom Brady on their overrated list. But enough about that, Brady and the Pat's bore me about as much as Trading Spaces.

Last night I had the pleasure of watching The Triangle and it was very, very good. The actors aren't overdoing it too much and who doesn't love the Count Chocula eating Eric Stoltz? If you have time to check it out tonight I highly recommend it. Part one plays at 7pm cst, followed by part two at 9pm cst. Of course it will be replayed and replayed and replayed because, ya know, its cable.

Time does fly, lunchtime already.