three pet peeves

Hello.

I'll just get right into it...

1. --> 10 yr. olds should not be given email addresses. I keep getting these 'you're going to die" emails. It's driving me crazy! 2001 called, they want their dumb emails back. And you can't tell their parents or reply and be like, "Hey, little nephew, stop sending dumb emails." Over the past 8 days I've died 33 times. Still here... still not going to forward the email.

2. --> I think cell phones should be revoked from some people. Every month the government should rock a communist email survey blast where we nominate one person. If that person is nominated by more than one person - GONE. Cell phone is taken away.

3. --> Facebook. Where do I start. Fascinating tool that is being misused. Zuckerman needs to get this big spring cleaning app that de-junks this billion dollar baby. But hey, its a big online sandbox that we all play in. I'm just going to hang out in the corner and dig for more turquoise.

fin

Barbies and Marshall

Once again I'm getting requests to blog. This is totally weird, I never thought it would happen to me. alas, it has.

When I was in kindergarten I had a friend named Marshall. He was a nice pale skinned fellow 5 yr. old. Marshall played with Barbies. Yep. Barbies. Now I didn't have an opinion back then of the situation and 10 years ago I thought, "how horrible and bad is that for boys playing with barbies?!?!"

Ok so here is my theory now.

Really Marshall was merely getting jumpstarted on his venture into being a man. If you notice, Barbi dolls have extra long hair. What woman do you know has straight perfect hair down to her thighs...really?

Marshall learned that girls like their hair a certain way and how to match clothing. I can't tell you how many times I am asked, "Does this look good? Does this make me look fat?"

Marshall then learns about shoes, accessories, corvettes, everything. What I would give to know all about the varieties of ridiculous additions my wife can have and what is desirable over this or that.

When I was 16 I worked at Bath and Body works and did a damn fine job. People thought I had problems and even called me homosexual...but c'mon. While your munching corney dogs and orange julius's I'm massaging ladies hands and necks with aromatherapy serums.

Gay? I think not. I'm surrounded by women!


So to my friend Marshall. I'm sure your reading this right now on your blackberry in the Cayman islands from a google alert. You've been waiting for this blog post for years to prove to us all you were a step ahead of all of us. Your a rich CEO and probably invented coffee cup sleeves and your currently surrounded by maids. And you probably can read womens thoughts.

As for me. I think I'm pretty smooth for buying my wife a gift certificate to a quilt store today for $20. She has no idea and hopefully she will still love me in the morning.

Marshall. You are the man.

walking and talking

This is my hot wife with her dad, John. Seriously the girl has the best taste in clothes. Today is her birthday and she is the hippest mom out there.

I didn't realize what a fox I married.

I always tell lisa to dye her hair platinum. She did one time when we went to Cancun and she looked soo good. Here she is of course sporting the plat. If lisa was an ice cream, she would be Prailines and Awesome.

When I first met lisa I made her believe I was a professional astronomer. It was totally false but I knew if lying was going to possibly get me a date then it had to be done.

I also told her I was a Mtn. bike guide and her eyes lit up; totally false but it worked.

We went long boarding that night and I let her drive my Subaru. That was a big deal. She saw all my DMB cd's and was pretty amped. That week I sent my first flirting texts and got my car stuck in the mountains.

She cut my hair and I took her out to dinner (with my parents, first date, and then a baptism; can you say cuckoo for cocao puffs?)

I then took her skiing and made turkey sandwiches with really spicy onions. We had lunch in the back of the car and I had peanut butter and fresh raspberry sandwiches. I woo'ed her with a foot rub and continued the date at Trimble hot springs. Probably the coolest date in history.
Not much else to say but I'm a lucky loser who pretty much won the lottery 4 years ago.

here we are

The new job is great! Tough and a lot to learn but it's going well. Went to the mine today, it was nice being outside.

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living a NM life

We're here. In our little no-Internet apt. It's prolly a good thing actually. Loving it peeps, loveeng it.

Just got my first pair of steel toe boots for work on Monday.

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I'm going going...back back to....Cali Cali

Bye Bye -----
Just for an update. Lisa and I are moving to NM and were stoked!


Hello-----

hanging in nm

Been here all week, it has been awesome. Iblogger is a bit disappointing, no pic upload. Otherwise I would give you some eye treats.

Hit trimble hot springs, mt biking, Durango, 4 wheeling, shooting, campfires, playing in the dirt, and watching cable.

Best week ever.

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