October 8, 2010

Now It Can Be Told

Today is my wife Nina’s birthday, she’s turning 38 today but due to my poor math skills I thought she was turning 39 until a few weeks ago.  I’m a good husband but a lousy mathematician, actually here are some numbers I do understand: My wife and I got married about 3 and a half years ago, in May 2007, in October 2006 she celebrated her birthday with a party that I was not invited to. She had a good reason for not inviting me: on my wife’s birthday in 2006 we had not yet met one another.

Two points about this:

1- In October 2006, the woman I would eventually marry was only an internet acquaintance but this didn’t prevent me from hoping I’d be invited to her birthday party. Unfortunately I kept this wish to myself and thus I didn’t get the call.  Nowadays whenever we invite someone who we only know from the internet to something (which happens often) I get retroactively jealous.

2- A photo from the birthday weekend led me to believe that she was much taller than me, which almost prevented me from pursuing an in person meet up. Eventually I thought that giantess or not I would take my chances.  When we met I was relieved to discover we are the same height.*

*Actually she is slightly taller.

It’s been four years since that birthday in 2006 and while I may miscalculate her age I’m happy to be able to celebrate with her.  I could go for at least another four more years of this.

 

The Birthday Girl

 

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September 28, 2010

Trying Something New

Because I need yet another online thing to toy with, I’ve been posting stuff on Tumblr. You can check it out here.

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August 9, 2010

Finding The Right Words

Nina, Daisy and me in our hobo chic backyard. Photo copyright Lisa Jane Persky. lisajaneperskyphoto.com

I posted this last week on Facebook but I’m sharing it here because I realized I didn’t caption it correctly.  The picture above does show Nina, Daisy and me in our hobo chic backyard and the wonderful Lisa Jane Persky did take the photo but there’s more to it than that so I will now attempt to provide a proper caption.

  • My two favorite living things, my favorite radio station tee-shirt  and me.
  • My three favorite things and some cinder-blocks.
  • Three of the best reasons to get up in the morning, plus me.
  • Nina, Daisy and me in our hobo chic backyard. (Not pictured, my crushing depression which has not been seen since 2006)

I think that last one says it best. For more from Lisa Jane Persky, go to: lisajaneperskyphoto.com.

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August 8, 2010

Sunday Mornings

I tend to miss my father most when I’m the only one awake in the house on a Sunday morning. My father was always the first one up, on most days this was so he could go to work. On Sunday’s however he would wake up, put on a movie and then make breakfast while he waited for everyone else to wake up.

On most mornings these days I wake up before my wife and leave for work but on Sundays I’ve been waking up early, putting on a movie. I’m a plate of bacon and eggs away from becoming my father, and that’s okay with me.

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August 5, 2010

Choose Your Words Carefully

Now matter how many times it happens, I still get excited when I see that someone new is following me on Twitter. You see, I need external validation because I’m filled with self-doubt so when ever my email tells me someone is following me on Twitter I drop EVERYTHING to find out who it is.

Earlier today I got this notification:

Hey Will,

Tammy Hunter (Sexkitten123456) is now following your tweets.

Obviously Sexkitten123456 is a spammer  but so what, I’ve gotten hundreds of messages like this that lead to Twitter profiles that look like this:

I have a problem with this but it’s not what you think. I don’t care for one second that they are a spammer. You want to spam people or get traffic to your web cam? Go for it. I’m not interested but you can do whatever you like.

The problem I have is the use of the term “SEX KITTEN“.

Say the words “Sex Kitten” to yourself.

Then, think about what those two words mean.

Now look at this cat:

Note: This cat has 6 toes, but that's not the point.

Now say to yourself: “I’m an 8 week old cat. I like chasing things, napping AND SEX“

See what I mean? It’s awful because kittens and sex do not go well together.

You can bet that if cat’s were on Twitter calling themselves SEX BABIES we’d put a stop to that right away so why can’t we show kittens the same courtesy. Come on spammers, even you can do this.

If you are not a sex kitten, you can follow me on Twitter here.

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June 28, 2010

Two Photos From This Weekend

Nina and I, before the dancing started.

Am I being pushed out or pulled back?

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June 18, 2010

Revisiting An Old Story

It’s my birthday today and, like I do every year, I’m celebrating by retelling an old family story.

The Best Advice I Ever Got About Hookers

Today marks 18 years to the day since I received some life changing advice. It was my eighteenth birthday and a relative pulled me aside to share some wisdom.  He told me:

Always keep some extra cash on you, in case you run into a hooker.

-How much?

$20 should do it.

I kept that extra $20 in my wallet for years but I thankfully never used it in the way it was intended.

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