Keep On Kickin'

This summer is flying by, and I haven't even been out of school for the summer. Man, I miss those days. Having 3 months off. Heck, now I can hardly imagine a week off, much less 3 months!

I went to 3 Rangers games in 2 weeks. The first two games were in 105+ heat, and the last one was in 75 degree coolness. Welcome to Texas. And the Rangers are at least keeping it interesting this year. Now I fully realize that the odds of them actually taking the Wild Card is about as likely as Big R getting a modeling gig, but a guy can at least remain interested in the games when they play .500 ball.

Sweet T and I are doing great. We are going to stay at her parents lake house for Labor Day weekend. With her parents. And her brother and sister-in-law. With 2 jet skis and a boat. And lots of beer, wine, whiskey, hookers and blow. Wait, not the hookers blow part, but with 2 jet skis and a boat, it should be a grand gala.

I'm freaking pumped for football season to start, and to start hitting some Aggie games. I can't believe that it's almost that time of year again. Didn't it just end? They say that time actually speeds up as you grow older, and I'm beginning to believe them. Hopefully the Ags can muster up a >.800 record for the season, but it's gonna be a tough one.

I'd better get back to saving the puppies and kitties.

Keep on keepin' on

Sorry Lil N For The Lack Of Posting

I realized that I'd better get to posting on this here blog, or else Lil N might just kill me.

Life has been pretty rosy lately. I met my Shorty 2 months ago, and we're going strong. We made a trip to San Antonio to visit Big Judy and his new baby. I will relate a hilarious story about that trip.

Big Judy tends to love his whiskey. And when he does, he tends to pour back a few more than would be necessary. It makes normal conversation and walking abilities a wee bit difficult. He also has a wickedly weak stomach. Here's the story.

The Sunday morning after Big Judy, his wife, Big R, Lil N, My Shorty, and I all went out, I awoke to find Big Judy sitting on the rocking chair with the baby. He looked white as a ghost, and I knew that he had already vomited that morning. I asked him how he was feeling, and he stated that he felt like..arse.

Not long after we started talking, he got up and as he is handing me his 6 week old baby (G Money), he asks, "Hey dude, will you hold G Money for me?"

I reached out to grab the little guy, and replied, "Sure."

He then proceeded to walk around the coffee table, and head into the kitchen. At this point, I had no idea what he was doing, until I heard the unmistakable rumbling of Big Judy's stomach. He then retched into the kitchen sink for about 5 minutes. I, for some reason, thought that it was hilarious and started laughing my arse off at him. I actually laughed to the point of crying.

Ah, good times.

I can't wait for Aggie football! I look forward to hanging out with Big R and Lil N this football season.

Keep on keepin' on.