Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Please don't drool on our food

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We now return to your regularly scheduled blog wishing that Josh McDaniels would die and leave us in peace.
It's a depressing time for Colorado sports fans.
I removed a wash cloth from James' garbage disposal today.
In theory, I am supposed to have a new slave. Her name is Macy. I say "in theory" because she has officially been my slave for two weeks, but I have only seen her three times. In fact, I haven't seen her since last Tuesday. This doesn't particularly surprise me, and I actually kind of expected it. Why? She told me on her first day that she was kicked out of school for truancy and had skipped over 130 days of school last year. When I asked her how she felt about getting kicked out of the Restart program, she didn't seem at all phased. She actually told me she was weighing whether or not it was worth the 30 days in juvenile detention she would get if she just quit coming. I figure that's probably where she is now.
Anna's father took off Friday and Monday, so that he could spend a four day weekend riding horses with Anna's mother. They stayed at the Horseman Campground in the Brown County State Park. Anna and I went up to see them a few times while they were there. We sat around the fire and watched Poopface roll around in the dirt.
Our friend Jennifer, who I am sure I have mentioned in this blog before, got married while she was doing her Army training in Hawaii. She and her husband just finished up their training, and they came to visit Indiana for a bit before they have to report to Fort Carson, in the Springs, for their first assignment. Anna and I spent a good deal of time with her and her husband, Bobby, while they were here. Jennifer brought Anna a ukulele from Hawaii. When Anna got it, she conveniently neglected to mention to Jennifer that she already had two ukuleles. The one from Hawaii has a shark on it though, so that's pretty cool.
I've had a headache much of the day today. I am currently trying to cure it by blasting metal through my headphones. I think it's working.
You have no idea how depressed I am about certain professional sports related teams.
On the positive side, deer season starts Friday. I need to go site my bow in for broadheads tomorrow.
Anna was giving Dani and Lexy piano lessons on Friday, and Lexy nearly chopped off her finger. I felt very bad about this and very embarrassed when Lexy told her mom. Fortunately, I am exaggerating the extent of the damage, and it looks like Lexy will be able to keep her finger.
A couple Sundays ago, the church celebrated what they call "Homecoming." Lots of old people showed up, after church there was a big meal, and after that several people sang some songs and played some music. Anna was asked to sing a few songs. She did wonderful, as always. Anna's grandma was asked to play the piano. Two other people were asked to play and sing. I wanted to punch everyone but Anna. I wanted to punch Anna's grandmother because of who she is. I wanted to punch the other two people because they were obviously performing just to show off and not because they felt any need to honor God or anything so insignificant as that.
Anna had a half day of substituting on Thursday, and when she came back, we ate lunch together in my office. We though Blizzards sounded good, so we picked up some DQ to eat. While we were eating lunch George walks right into the office without saying a word and starts digging through our food. He was leaning right over top of our Blizzards, so I quickly slid them away from him for fear of drool. He dug through our food for a little bit and then muttered something which I took to mean "Hast thou stolen from me mine Meals on Wheels repast?" I assured him that we had not taken his Meals on Wheels, and in fact, I told him that I had heard from the Meals on Wheels people that he wasn't getting them anymore. He shrugged and left.
I don't have much else to say.
Sky blue boxer-briefs with black horizontal stripes.
People who read this blog: Perverts
I just want you to know that people are still finding this blog by googling that whole GGW in North Vernon event.

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