99 And A Half Won't Do..........

I'm drunk, yeah that's a surprise. I feel like doing a post, I'm just not sure what to write about. I was going to do a list type post, you know one of those "get to know me posts" but like I said, I'm drunk. So I don't think it would be coherent. But here goes anyway.

I'm writing this on a new computer, well new to me anyway. It's a laptop with a touchpad thing that's pissing me off. Should I space these thoughts out, like double space? We'll see. I'll start with that, we'll see if I remember to keep doing that.

I like beer, and whiskey. Usually in that order, but it depends on the night.

I prefer women my own age, most women my own age don't believe that.

I used to be really romantic. I'm quite a bit more bitter and cynical now, I'm sure the right woman could fix that. Though she doesn't exist.........so yeah, bitter and cynical.

I can gut a deer with one hand and eat a sandwich with the other, but I can't watch my child get a shot.

I was just sleeping. Not quite sure for how long.

Some days I just want to walk away from it all.

I'd probably run, because I love running. I've run 26.2 miles multiple times, now I want to run a 50 mile race.

I don't run with headphones, I like to "get in my head" when I run. I just listen to my breathing.

Did I mention that this fucking touchpad is pissing me off?! I keep accidentally touching it while I'm typing and it puts the cursor somewhere else on the page and it fucks up something I've already written!!

I'm pretty sure I nodded off again! Either that or I just spaced for a while.

My fire is going out. I had a fire because it was only about 45 degrees and rainy here today.

My beer is almost empty, so I'd better finish this up soon.

I'd really better finish this up, the last song on my playlist just started. It's "Helpless" by Neil Young.

I'm thinking about..........don't know, just woke up again and saw that on the screen and can't remember for the life of me what I was going to say.

I'm not going to proofread this.

I've had a threesome before. Well, actually that should be plural. Figured if you read this far I should at least put something good on here.

The song "Careful With That Axe Eugene" is a love song to me. She'd get it.

I still long for her.

I don't think she really exists.

Still searching for someone I've never met.........well this one is way too hard to explain and nobody ever believes me anyway. Though if you ever have the chance to sit and have a beer with me and have an open mind, I'll explain.

Gotta pee.

Later Freaks.

P.S. This is my 99th post, hence the title. Well 99th on this bog anyway.

Runnin' On Air.......

I had a dream the other night that I was running. It was that effortless running, not like when you're dreaming that you need to get away from something and your legs feel like lead, but like I was floating on air. I used to run like that, about 25 years and 50 lbs ago, but I still remember it. I've been wanting to start training again, but I've had to postpone it because I'm sick, which sucks. Running is like an addiction, once you start it kills you to have to stop. The weather here has been cold and shitty, but that never stops me. I've run in everything from torrential downpours to near blizzards and loved both. I don't know, I guess I'm saying I need to get out running. At least I think that's what that dream meant, but I'm not good at analyzing dreams, let me know if y'all think differently. I had another significant dream recently too, but that's a subject for another kind of post. Later Freaks!

One Of These Days.................

Hey, I'm a little shined up. Normally that would make for a great post, ok well, a good.......or I mean an interesting post. But tonight I'm a little spacey, a bit down even. I'm not really myself. I've got some personal stuff going on, stuff I can't really blog about here. I want to get really shined up, but I have to go running tomorrow because I have a race in one week and I haven't run anywhere near enough lately. I have run on my treadmill, but that's boring and not the same. I'm going to do 5 miles tomorrow to see how my time is. My race is a 5 mile, I don't expect a PR this year or anything, I just don't want to be dying at the end. I think tomorrow I'm going to get shitfaced, I don't have anything going on, I just want to get drunk. The stress level in my life has been a bit too high lately, that's part of the personal shit that I have to get figured out. Making some changes, just not quite sure what yet. I'll keep ya posted, though that may be hard since I won't blog about it. Ok, how 'bout y'all get a nice fun drunk post after I take care of the shit that I need to take care of. I think I'm going to have my last beer now before bed. Later Freaks.

Damn You Mario!

So I get to the customer site that I'm working at this morning and I
see that right out my door. So I figure I'll not be bested by a Nintendo
game, so I step over it. What I didn't see, was the patch of ice which
is just outside of the picture, and my view, and proceed to bust my
shit in a crowded parking lot. At that point I just had to laugh. Oh
and I left that there for the next Mario Brothers fan. Later freaks!

Afternoon Delight........................................................

Had a strange sex dream the other night. Well, it wasn't "strange sex" or anything fun like that. It was more strange because of who I was having sex with. Though not strange because of wanting to have sex with her, she's a very cute redhead, with a great body and a really nice round butt. It's just strange that I'd be dreaming about her. She was a friend of someone I was interested in, who I haven't spoken to in at least a couple of years. I don't know the last time I even thought about this girl. Now don't get me wrong, it was nice to get to see her naked and all, just a little confused as to why my mind would pick her. She doesn't even live near me, though in my dream I was traveling for work and we went out to dinner, and then we ended up at my hotel. I've always thought she was good looking and cool and stuff, but I never really thought about having sex with her until today! That's all I've been thinking about! Kinda funny how the mind works. Hey Tracy, if your reading this, I saw you naked last night, and I thought about doing really dirty things to you all day! She probably won't see this because she doesn't know this blog exists, but ya never know. I gotta go to bed early tonight to see if I get lucky again! Though I'll probably just have that dream about Ernest Borgnine singing the national anthem naked, covered in ox blood and mango chutney, that I always seem to have. Later Freaks!

Whiskey and Scissors!

I just watched that Johnny Depp movie where he's got the scissors for hands, I've also seen the remake where the dude had penises for hands too, that one sucked. They could have done so much more with that premise. But back to my original thought. How would my life be different if I had scissors for hands. I'm not creative like he was so the topiaries are out of the question. I'm guessing basketball probably wouldn't work out too well either. Clipping coupons would be easy, so I'd save a ton on groceries. Though I think the rest of my life would kinda suck, especially when I'd be looking at my "happy pictures" on the interwebs! Ouch, though I'm sure I'd have lots of coupons for band-aids. Well, I think it's time to start drinking. I picked up a new bottle of whiskey and it's calling to me! Later Freaks!

Abso.....lutely

Haven't felt much like writing lately, guessing you've noticed that. Or not.