I don't feel like uploading pictures right now

...so I'll just use an old one. No, it doesn't mean I'm still not over my ex. I have been talking to my best friend, who is dressed as a Bud Light Lime tonight, and he talked me into it. I am single, so there is no significant other to offend, and she is still nice to look at.

Anyway, I has a buncha pictures to upload, as usual, but, like I said, I'm just talking to my best friend and listening to music, so I doesn't feel like it. I just wannid to write about a few things. Damn, she sure was easy on the eyes... bah! I was just sitting here listening to music and thinking about how sometimes you don't even realize something has been missing in yer life until you experience it. Then, you say, Hey, I was really missing out. It's really funny when it's something you just forgot about, which is strange when it's something so substantial. Ok, what the hell is this drunk idiot talking about? My mom stumbled on a great deal. Her next door neighbor was having a yard sale and sold their surround sound system for a fraction of it's value, so being the generous mom she is, bought it and gifted it to me.

I hooked it up. I had learned to live without such a 'luxury' so it was just a cool gift, eh, ya know. I tested it with Full Metal Jacket and was reminded how much it makes for an awesome movie experience. Ooh, had to grab the remote. A cool song came on and required me to increase the volumage. What song? I dunno. I have been wondering for a while. It's some cool gay/club/dance/house song on some mix given to the ex-wife-creature by one of her gay friends once upon a time. Frickin awesome, whatever it is. Anyway, after verifying its movie enhancing qualities, I did my usual 'fixer' inquisitive nosing. I like the way ya do that right thur...oh yeah, stay on track...Ok, so I discovered this surround system also plays FM radio, which I really have no use for, but it also plays the cable sound or, the really cool part, my iPod. So, I have been sitting here, for the past hour, doing nothing more than just listening to music. I haven't done that in so long. Going out to the car to retrieve my iPod to hook it up to the speakers in here, which are just eh, has just been an unattractive hassle. Now, however, I am reminded of what it is like to just sit and listen to music when it sounds good, a subwoofer and the surround speakers that fill the room with sound are really an awesome addition. uhhh, like I said, it's been so long. I can, indeed, make it loud, but the cool thing is, it sounds so good very low as just background music. ...and I can't take it anymore..yeah...I love Godsmack. This is one of the loud times. ;-)

Another thing I was thinking today, I know I've thought it before and prolly even wrote about it, so please excuse if I am repeatedly amused by things that most take for granted. This one is cool, though. It's so fitting. Since my right index finger was smeared in the 'slowing down', I have a different peace sign to offer, which more accurately portrays my idea of peace anyway. ahahaha. Yeah, maybe I am childish, but I crack me up, so that's all that really matters to me. Fortunately, my sense of humor is not dependent on acceptance or even understanding by others. Damn, why couldn't I be this way in school, all the m***erf***ers that wasted my time by causing me to act for them and try to be like them. grumble, grumble, ok, time for a refill...

Ok, more than a refill. Snickers de Mayo informed me that it was time for a pee, poop, sniff. So, now it's time for another refill, but I'm eating Triscuits now, so in a minute. Anyway, where was I? Blah, blah, oh yeah peace sign, haha. Oh, I will give you more...Harry Connick jr. is the man....Ok, the last thing I felt compelled to write before I continue talking to my best friend, is about the leash. Today, I was taking the best girlfriend on our walk around the block and some lady stopped me and said wait right here. Ok, sure, hmm, hmm, hmm. Her neighbor was out there in her absence, so I had supm nice to look at, uh, I mean talk to. I had to tell her that she was doing grey very well. mmm, refill..ok, so, when she returned, she had a cool pink harness that was for a dog she no longer had. I got the impression she didn't have it long. The brand new harness testified to that possibility. This is another supm that would benefit from me uploading a damn picture, but, like I said, I don't feel like it. pssht! This made the use of a leash I made a while back possible again. I didn't use it before because it was green, made for a boy dog. At the time, Snickers had a pink collar, but too narrow to really scream girl dog. Her black and tan hairs make her appear boy-lish, to coin a phrase my kids came up with, so a green leash wouldn't help. Now, however, this cool harness is lotsa pink, so the leash goes well with it. It is an awesome leash anyway. I'm glad to use it again.

Ok, I'm done. I'm ready to get off this brain sucker...for whom the bell tolls, time marches on...and listen to music with my best friend who is eager to make me pee again.

Listening to: Nutshell, by Alice in Chains.

Travis' wedding and my over-dressment

Ok, I'll start with today. It was Travis', my ex-brother-in-law's, wedding. One of the things I am thankful for. I am still welcome at most of her family functions. The sky, as usual, was frickin amazing this morning when I left.
It was just the everyday non-stop onslought of amazing beautifullness.
Yeah, it's the usual crap that's boring, I imagine, to most peeps, but I am still wow'd by it every day.
wow.
wow some more.
Ok, this was kinda funny. Well, other than the super cool pose Neriah is caught in as he's running up behind me. I finally had an excuse to justify having some nice clothes. It had been so long since I had worn real clothes that I couldn't remember what to do with those strings in my shoes. I had a tie and a jacket to complete my attire. As I was walking in the door, the kids ran in and told me I was wayyy over dressed. Humph, nice to know. This usual FL temperature of about 150 degrees is really intense when you are wearing long sleeves and a t-shirt, even after removing the jacket and tie. I so often fail to grab all the photo ops. It was hot enough, I didn't feel like putting anything back on, even in the A/C, so here is me casual dressy.
I am technically just, that guy, since I am no relation anymore, so i just sat back hyah. Actually, to be honest. I could've sat much closer. However, I decided that I would have a much better vantage point for pictures back here, and, honestly, I was certainly not averse to observing cute females, which is much harder to do from further up front. You have to crane yer neck around and be an obvious gawker.
I tried about nine damn times to take a picture of the kids and I. One of my miss-fails caught a good shot of Neriah offering his typical excessive cheesiness.
Ok, finally, aimed right, at least.
Ok, I was discussing my thunk with Rhianna about how churches feel a lot like some event at a mafia house er supm. You gots people standing by the doors, as if they are observing everyone, ready to regulate, if they need to.
Ah, the kiss. I dunno if I'll ever get married again, but weddings are still a beautiful thing. I still have this damn sappy romantic fool inside me that tries to assert his opinion all the time, makes for quite the strange ecclectic taste in movies.
The reception was at this lake front bar down the street.

Neriah has been gifted with my unique sense of humor, so as I take a picture across him, I get an awesome face, which turned out to be the worthy experience of this shot, the rest was just an 'eh' shot. Damn, he's a good-looking kid.

After we partaked of the yummy foodstuffs, which I, once again, failed to capture picturitically, the cupcakes, which were in place of the traditional wedding cake, came out and taunted us with their yumminess. Justin is in this shot again, seems like every shot I got he was in, getting more Sangria. Shameful, what a drunk.
Dori and her new beau, crap I am drawing a blank, that guy right there, came on down from GA. He seems to be a pretty good guy, worthy of the overachieving hottie. I am glad for Butch.
I love having a great parking spot. The board, which I thought I should include in the wedding pictures collection that I took for the ex-in-law types, gives dem props, yo. I love Shrek. 'Not the buttons, not the gum drop buttons'.
Bobby and his girlyfriend. I know her name, but I just brainfarted right now. He prefers to be recognized for looking like Jesus. He isn't fond of the comparison that has stuck with me, which I just keep to myself now, Charles Manson. It frickin cracks me up. The last time I saw him, he was kinda rough looking and shaggy from working at his mom's house up in GA.
Travis and his new bride, busted out the geetars and entertained us for a few.
Yes, driving home was the same ol' boring picture, but can't you see what I see? Look at that frickin awesome sky.
I am ready to gits home and get outta these full-length pant things.

I'm gonna go take my beautiful darling girlfriend for a pee, poop, sniff and then I plan to actually finish that other blog entry.

Listening to: Shrek.

My words and your imagination will hafta fill the gaps in pictures I failed to take, as usual, I guess.