Oh my what a week. It started out rocky with lack of sleep. There was a funeral I couldn’t bring myself to attend. Friends wife passed away from COVID. It’s a sad f***ing story that I won’t get into. I came into work for an hour to finish a report than I went home and took some meds and crashed for 4 hours. I needed it. It was the day my brother from another mother passed. I had a couple drinks in his memory that evening. It ended with a father of a friend leaving this world from COViD.
Homecoming week on campus is always so fun. This year makes up for last year of no events. I missed the mall March when I was in slumber, but the blue and gold I wouldn’t miss for anything. The bonfire and fire works were also very fun. Some poor bastards lost their dog.
Promised rain and we’re fulfilled. It rained & rained and rained. Finally we got our hurricane. Thank you, Pamala! You did us well. It was a great relaxing day. If only the rain had continued after work. It basically stopped as soon as I got off. Bummer.
My wife moved most her stuff out of the house. Big day. It’s weird to see the closets empty. The room bare. Sun on an empty room. On one hand, it breaks my heart. On the other, is a catharsis. I hate either way. It’s not what I wanted. When I would see old couples holding hands I saw myself & Bekah. Ah, life. Isn’t it a joy. I wrote a long blog about relationships falling apart way back in June that I never posted. That feels like a life time ago. I still have it saved & just gave it a read. I had hope. Hope is much like a dream. They don’t come true. I miss holding hands, who knew.
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Sesame chicken.
This was going to be on a bun but the remaining bun grew mold in the 2 days since I last viewed it. Tasty nonetheless.
Grilled fajita chicken w/ red onion and banana peppers over rice. Green sauce for the win.
Pulled pork tacos.
Pulled pork sandwich.
Chicken yakatori with noodles.
Steak mushrooms & porators.
Mushroom Swiss burger. Of course I added ghost peppers.
Not much of a week to write about. I had good times with friends. Brisk mornings make me smile. Had my doctors visit. I let myself go over the summer. Shocking. Nothing to write about.
I made it halfway through Monday & threw in the towel at lunch. I was just in an incredible funk and decided to self medicate myself. It just felt right so I went with it. Not a habit I plan on making but in the last few months I have not done that yet which is a little amazing. I just spent the day with the dogs and watched silly movies. Tuesday I was better. I got my internet back after a week without.
We had rain and clouds in the forecast the rest of the week and it actually kept its promise. Not as much as I would have liked but a little is better than nothing.
After getting home on Wednesday and grilling I realized I needed to go to the bar for a farewell party I put back on all my BS and I went. Told myself a beer and a shot. She was happy to see me and I was a late. I’m glade I went. Only had an extra shot.
Retirement party for a fellow campus friend. I’ve known the man most of my life so it was kind of heavy hearted to be there on his last day. Good guy. The party was nice and I’m happy he had a pretty good attendance. Best wishes. I’m sure i will see him around.
Fuck it Friday.
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Sausage potato breakfast bowl.
Chicken fajita bowl.
BBQ steak and grilled okra. Canned corn.
Another basic burger.
I’ve got a burger problem. The Ghost is in this. with onion rings.
I took the Monday off because it was going to be f***ing hot and d*** if I wasn’t right. It was 100+. Hopefully that’s if for the summer temps. A cold from came though and the lows reached 50, the highs reached lower 80. I rejoiced. My favorite time of year had arrived. Is it cool enough to buy pumpkins?
My house is too quiet. The dogs are great conversationalist but sometimes you want an adult to speak to. I’ve been holding evening phone conversations but that really doesn’t help with the quiet. It doesn’t help that my cable/internet/SiriusXM was all shut down. I have a radio I turned on to have background noice. It worked it’s magic. Yet not the same. My dogs seem extra moody. I’m assuming it’s because they have had the Weather Channel on all day everyday and now it’s just quiet. We all have to make adjustments. Ah, life.
Gripe. 3.5 serving? Really? Why not just 3? People are already bad a math and you divide it like this? About 21 pieces? You joke! I suppose I need to google how they calculate. As a person that has to watch carbs these labels annoy me to no end. Not that what I’m eating is healthy by any means but when your sugar drops at 2AM.
Friday was my burrito day. I switched it up on her. The day was long and boring. Because of sleep problems I was in a little funk. Day finally closed and I saw my mother and stopped by a bar for a quick drink before home called me. Movie night.
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Cheeseburger Day!!!
Double decker breakfast tacos.
A mess of a pizza.
Basic burger.
Basic burger #2
Basic burger # 3
Grilled chicken w/ onion and peppers and broccoli w/ rice.
Life is what it is. It’s beautiful. Its magic. It’s tragic. It’s not in your control. We can’t pump the brakes. It rolls on with or without us. We are a passenger. It’s a ride we take. Forward momentum. The thing is, we always reach our destination. Through the s*** & shine. We find ourselves where we were meant to be. It’s not easy. It’s not painless. Pain is life. I sometimes wonder if the human condition is too much. A simpler base life would do the planet and us better. Our emotions. They get the better of us. Love is a great feeling. Should it just be left for offspring. Should we live like the rest of the animal kingdom and procreate with whomever and only love our children? No settlement? Is this the human condition? But love is beautiful. It’s… powerful. I don’t know what the f*** it is. I love many people. I’m happy with that. I’m happy to love people. Too much thought? Adaptable things that we are. We are flexible beings. I will never give up on love.
It’s starting to feel like fall. A sign of progression. Like life, the seasons took off. We occupy only a glimpse of this world in our lifetime. What a glimpse it is. Everything. So much of it we end up taking for granted. Again, back to human nature. It’s almost like we need to be taught a course in how to live this life. We make mistakes. That’s normal. That’s the way of the world. Perfection isn’t key. We learn. We try and move on. Trying is important. When fall begins I feel hopeful. The mornings and evenings bring me peace. I feel comfortable. A sign of progression. It’s starting to feel like fall.
Speaking of time, Owen turned 3. He is still such a puppy. I had to get doggy cake for him and the party. Much appreciated. It’s difficult to believe he has been with us for this long a time. Time. The clock. Oh how it races. It’s already Mid-September.
Negligence. A word I keep saying to myself lately. Falling apart with time. That’s what happens if things are not up kept. But by the time Friday arrived I felt differently. I don’t know how I felt. Time time time. Perspective.
Hey old friend!!!
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A club and onion rings split with a friend.
Chicken golden mushroom gravy with pearl onions over rice.
Brunch? Eggs in a hole double stacked w/ bacon & hash brown.
Tuna bowel!!
Bunless burger.
Stuffed pablano pepper.
Skillet chicken divan.
Italian pork tenderloin with some broccolini. Chipotle raspberry sauce. Hyped up with a little ghost chili.
Life is like a box of f***ing chocolates. Isn’t that misleading? I mean, most chocolates you already know what you are getting? What a stupid over used movie quote. Life is not a box of chocolates. It’s a box or skittles, dates, onion peal, dog poop and chocolate. Each day is a different taste. I wish it were a box of chocolate. I mean I’m not even the biggest chocolate fan. What a bold claim.
Tuesday I just couldn’t so I didn’t. I was very tempted to not leave the house at all but I eventually decided I need a change of scenery. I went to my mothers and then I went to visits a bartender friend. I got trashed. It just happened. My morning was shit and I went with the impulse. I don’t need to do that. I sure did have some humorous conversation though.
Back to the grind. Wednesday not all cylinders were on fire. Good lord it didn’t want to end. Thursday was a little better, I suppose. My ding dong friends managed to lock themselves out of their office so after a brief trip for ice cream one of them had a golf car ride across campus for some spare keys. Call it a field trip if you will. She had fun with the wind in her hair.
I like an evening alone. An evening is nice. Have a meal and a drink and think. I’ve had a lot of those lately. The biggest adjustment is sleep and dinner. Adjustments can be… difficult. Years of doing things one way and suddenly it’s time to change. Humans become conditioned. We also adapt. A bandaid being pulled off slowly is never a good feeling. I thought we all knew that you rip it.
Friday all my burrito peeps were gone which meant I got it cheap. Actually I decided not to get any. I didn’t sleep and I decided to take some NyQuil at the wrong hour so when I finally did sleep I over slept. Felt drugged all morning. One of our painters whom I had known since at least 2015 died from his struggles with Covid. First person I’ve know to die from this pandemic. Jimmy was being a real ass all morning. My lunch sucked. A department tried to blame us and get us to do another contracts job and threw a fit when we didn’t jump. It was a f***ing day. I felt like a zombie. The day was extra special.
First pumpkin sighting.
There was a woman with long attractive legs in fishnet hose and a short short skirt whose ass I couldn’t help notice. Either could the guy in line ahead of me. Well, when she turned around it turned out she wasn’t a woman but a man. Something out of a nightmare. I don’t know what this person was going for. Something from a Rob Zombie film.
After that I picked up my neighbor to meet up with Jamie for drinks. This outing had been planned a while in advance. No matter how crummy and tired a day I had it was going down. He was late, Jamie was early. Miscommunication. I was picking him up at 5:20 we were to meet at 5:30. She thought 5:20. We got there at 5:35. She had a head start on us at least. What was meant to be drinks turned into appetizers and pizza. Dinner with friends. You have no idea how long it has been since I’ve had dinner with friends. Lots of laughs and just what I needed. Especially after this day. This week. It was a good time. But someone decided the drinks needed to keep going at another venue. So we went to a local dive bar for what was supposed to be one drink but ended up being about 4. I was reluctant but in the end happy. Again, it was what I needed. Maybe that’s a good sign for the weekend. Laughter is a cure.
How long do I have? The flowers were once in bloom. Is the summer really through? A long weekend. Is this a good thing? Who knows. I tried in vain to sleep in but the dogs plotted against me. I got up and rolled along. I fought with my POS computer for about 30 min. Nothing more aggravating than technical issues. Things that are supposed to make this life move quickly yet only slow you down. Once that was absolved it was a quick trip to HEB. Happened to run into Jamie. Like 4 times. It’s humors me. We both dislike the shoppers that have long conversation and congest an aisle. We say our words to each other in passing. Never really at a stall.
Once home I cleaned some and did a bit of yard work. After that it was time for a drink and some food. What the heck! Saturday with no plans and all alone, screw it. I went out with a friend for a few rounds what else to do. Oh, and a late 4 o’clock lunch. It was a good outing.
Dinner was some wiener. I was inspired. It was tasty. Toooooo tasty. I was happy. While eating the delicious meal I realized I couldn’t see the future because I liked the past to much. Change can be hard.
The night was one of strange conversations. The night was strange. The morning even stranger. 4 am vodka talk. Never good. sleep at 6am and awake again at 9. It’s no way to live at 40 years. I didn’t see this in my life at 40. I’m tired.
I made some Brunch. Chorizo potato and the fixings. Honestly a pat on the back. It was a hell of a meal. I’m cooking too much. Not used to doing this for only one. Life…. At least Connie gained some family this weekend. Cute little Paulie. That bottle was broken by Bekah. She destroyed it.
I went to visit my mother after dragging my lazy a** off the couch. That was a difficult task. I didn’t want to move but I needed out. I needed perspective. A little chat was nice.
I was persuaded to meet a new boy. He was adorable. I saw some friends. Paulie. I wish my dogs would get to know him.
At Home I made some fried rice. Chicken. Shadows. I dwell. I’m alone. I need to get out of this. How long do I have. I can’t do this every weekend. They are worst.
Broke the bottle.
Someone help me. I hate myself. Mystery of the stars. I woke up at the usual hour and listened to the same song on repeat for about 30 min before I decided to pop a pill and find dreamland. I crashed.
It was Monday. It felt like Sunday. I was discombobulated. Are you not supposed to cook something good on Labor Day? I scrambled some eggs. Not even photo worthy. I was tired. Exhaustion.
I had some fries for lunch. And some Jameson and Red Bull. Shared with a friend.
I made it home. Final drink. BBQ for Labor Day. Goodbye vodka. Bekah got Covid tested. Negative results finally came. Thank god.
Exhaustion. What’s the point. I am dreaming of a life and it’s not the life of mine. I’m soooooo tired. Living by the hour. I’m half awake, half in a frenzy. I’m just a question knowing my answer. Asleep but walking. Drinking. Life is bulls***. Had a bender last weekend. Not happy with that. It’s not healthy sleep. You will be happy to hear I did finally find sleep. Waking up with clarity is a beautiful day. But I still need more. And BTW, the bar is a beautiful place.
I’m just always amazed with peoples stupidity. There is a difference between ignorance and stupidity. You have to know how to have that. Anyway, an unbalanced employee came into my office claiming that dinosaur never existed. They are a hoax. They are fake. This individual has had some outlandish takes before so I really shouldn’t have been surprised. He doesn’t believe the Holocaust took place. Liberals eat babies. Yada yada yada. But to say dinosaur never existed. Christ man!!! I just looked at him like he was a f***ing moron. What could I even say? Well I wished I’d have asked him if he also believes the earth is flat. What a missed opportunity.
Because COVID numbers are so high right now the university has decided to once again go hybrid. Half in person half online. Like we did last year. We made it one week like a normal semester. “Eyes rolling”. We should have done this method from the start. They say this is temporary. Only 3 weeks. We shall see… no mask wearing mother fuckers.
This place is full of contradictions. Mail Services. I’ll leave it at that.
Fall decorations are out!! September first, as per tradition, I decorated the house. It made me feel good. My favorite time of year is hear. Well, it still feels like a heat wave but soon, hopefully, we will have some fall weather. I can’t believe the summer has passed. It will not be forgotten. Blasted b****!
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Fake lasagna w/ bite sized caprese salad.
Steak & egg for brunch.
Leftover fake lasagna.
Steak, mashed potato’s & asparagus.
Shredded BBQ chicken w/ slaw.
Vodka sauce cheese tortellini when some green beans. Garnished with fresh basil, red jalapeño & Parmesan
Pot roast & scalloped potatoes.
Some kind of Mexican dish. Green chili chicken with added asparagus. I used what I had.
Cocktail of the Week: Ranch Water w/ Blue Curaçao.
It’s showtime!!! The fall semester has officially began. The students are like locust descending upon the campus. We are at 100% capacity so it’s a little adjustment over the last year. And COVID numbers are soaring!! They are everywhere. How is the fall already here. What the flying f*** happened to the summer? I guess summer was s*** and a blur. Worst summer of my life? Maybe so. God it went fast. My friends & I took our traditional back to school photo. Mask not required. It was fun. What a beautiful batch we are.
Did I mention I’m of Staff Senate. We had our first meeting. I will admit to being a little anxious. I had no idea what I was in for. Heck, I didn’t even know it was happening until I received a text. Only 7 people arrived. For the most part I was quiet. I was trying to get a feel for it. It was fun. Short and simple. I’m capable of this for 2 years? Sure!! And I get to be around people I like and possibly meet some future friends. Definitely outside my comfort zone.
Wednesday. What a f***ing morning. It was weird and I got NO sleep so I decided I’d go in late. Later I decided I’d just say f*** it all and not go in at all. Intentions were to sleep but I ended up chatting with Jamie & The Dean for about an hour. After that session my belly began to grumble. Fooooooooooooooood!!!!! I ordered cheese enchiladas from a generally reliable spot and was only dissatisfied. That’s f***ing life. When you actually get what you want and it’s still a bummer.
National Dog Day!!!! My dogs, they sure deserve a day of recognition. They are the sweetest pups ever. They got the treats and were happy doggies. It was a pretty good day for me as well.
Birthday weeks. They are special to many. I think for some more than others. Jamie likes to celebrate her’s so we on campus try to oblige. It didn’t quite fall on a work day so the goofy gifts were distributed throughout. I do mean goofy. I’m a big fan of wasting my money on gag gifts that no one will ever use. I hope she got a chuckle. She now has an addition to her Mariah Carey shrine!! Hahaha
FRIDAY!!! It was a long time coming. So many people I know on campus right now have the delta variant of COVID. If I catch it from work again I’ll be soooo mad. These are people that I’ve been around. I keep telling myself that I should be fine having had the virus already and having take the vaccine, but every bugger in my nose alarms me a little. Phantom sore throat? Is it all in my head?
I took half the day off to take care of things that needed taking care of. It wasn’t exactly a fun afternoon. I was also informed that work BLEW up after I left. We had a morning without anything going on and as soon as we are short staffed everything hits the fan. That’s the way of the world. Chaos. Once done with all appointments I relaxed with a beverage. I owed myself.
Just a side note to finish this one off. Some days I think this world is just a subtle shade of shit and then I witness one simple act of kindness and I know immediately I was wrong. It’s easy to get lost in the BS and not see how amazing things really are. Remember that.
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Breakfast sausage burger.
Burger patty with some Mac & cheese.
Queso chicken over some Spanish rice.
Mongolian beef.
I made something with jalapeño and chicken. Broccoli as a side. It didn’t kill me. It would have killed my spouse.
Saturday I spent with my middle brother for the most part. Had some drinks, good laughs. I took him to the museum so he could see dads exhibit. He thought the whole place was pretty cool. Chomper was happy to see us. went. He was extremely hungover so off to lunch we went. For reason that make no sense, the place we wanted to eat decided to push opening back till 2 so we had to find somewhere else. We tried a fairly new place and it was enjoyable. Not exactly what we wanted, but enjoyable.
After a portion of the day alone and happy with it, I went to meet for drinks. After that it was burger time and booze at mi casa. The burger was basic and pretty perfect. A movie called “Don’t Breathe” was on and my brother hadn’t seen it so we watch. We wondered how the hell they made a sequel? Not that the first is bad, but the main character in the sequel is being proposed as a hero and he has no redeemable traits if you watched him in the first film. Villain 100%. Turkey Bastet full of semen…..
Early Sunday I was awoken to the glorious sounds of a thunderstorm rolling through like a freight train. She was an angry b**** of a storm. She cried 2.4 inches before she left us. It was so nice and gloomy and cool outside. The perfect morning for lunch outside with friends.
Early signs of rain.
Unfortunately that didn’t f***ing happen. Last minute change of plans left it only being Jamie and I so we both decided it should just be moved to a later date. Real bummer because it was 70 degrees outside and that patio would have been perfect. When plans fail they fail good. I tried to get my brother to have lunch with me but it seems the drink got him good and he wasn’t ready for that. I didn’t want to cook and I needed out of the house so Chili’s it ended up being. It’s been over a year and 4 months since I’ve dined indoor at this establishment on a Sunday. It was a tradition of Bekah’s & I. Oddly it was a little emotional.
After knocking out some HEB shopping, the rest of the day was spent mostly with my brother watching bad tv. It was fine and dandy. Just what I needed. I also exposed myself one too many times during the day. Revealed secrets. Damn tricksters. Got me telling on myself. I guess for a day that didn’t start out as planned it was pretty good.
Monday was a total b****. As they can often be. I made it through and decided upon a last drink with my brother after such a sluggish awful day. We had a good time. Ran into my spouse, the vampire. She had the day off. We had a couple drinks and laughs at the days of old. It was a pleasure to have my brother in town. I needed him & will miss him.
Tuesday it was so nice and gloomy. I really need to remove the weather radio from my room. That thing started barking at me like a mad dog. It was flooding in town. More rain!!!! A LOT of it. 3.2 at my house. Let me just say that I needed it as much as the land. I soaked it up into my soul. I went to work and did very little before deciding “f*** it” and taking a half day. It was 70, gloomy & raining in August. I could also use a drink. What a day for it. It turned out to be quite productive and needed.
Wednesday it was still nice and gloomy. I didn’t get much sleep but I still went into work. Move-in day. Big day on campus. The kids arrival. What a time to exist. It’s a chaotic mess.
I am a staff senator. Stepping out of my comfort zone. I told people not to nominate me but someone did anyways so maybe it was a sign. I found out right before the campus assembly. Which was sooooooo looooooong. I was standing for 2 whole hours. Long winded folk, these academic type. Mini bios for everyone. I also had my name called as a newly member of staff senate. I was not expecting that. I was expecting the last name to be butchered but it didn’t happen. Oh well. I was out of the office for 2 hours. That evening I almost went for the free drinks and food at the campus assembly. I went as far as pulling into the parking lot. I sat for a while and decided to just go home. It was crowded and I didn’t feel like walking into that mess and not knowing who to talk to. Besides, I had better booze at home.
It was my burrito day come Friday. Weird day. Hung out a lot. It couldn’t end. At least I saw friends a few times. Next week school starts. Let’s see how that goes. May the weekend prepare us all. Happy Friday!!!
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Just some basic burgers with my middle brother.
An early breakfast since I was skipping brunch for lunch with friends. (Didn’t happen).
Asparagus ham Gouda stuffed chicken with a sauce I make that is to die for. One of Bekah’s favorites.
Steakhouse Patty over mashed potatoes.
I know it’s not exactly soup weather but a cloudy, rainy 70 degree day in August, I’ll do soup. I made some chicken tortilla. It was pretty damn good. Couldn’t pass up the opportunity.
New York strip with asparagus & potato.
Taco salad. I did the meat, peppers, & onion from the grill. Seasoned it with my own mix spices. It was rather great.
En Fuego 