- Wade Miley and Dontaie Allen Friday night randos…
- Got some new rubber put on my wife’s Sequoia today. Toyo Open Country HT’s. Great highway tread for traction and rain, but an aggressive enough middle tread to still handle forest service road type terrain with aplomb (which she does frequently of course). Ask her how they look after she pulls home, in my vehicle, which she managed to trash out in 10 hours.. “Oh I didn’t notice, did you do that?” Yeah, and the $40 Uber hassle I incurred going to and back from work each way was a nice touch. Hussy.
- Turning 40 on Wednesday. Any other Scorpios in here? The best astrological sign, obviously.
- Would bet the house Pretzel is a Pisces.
- Speaking of Uber, on my ride to work this morning I extended the normal courtesy of telling my driver he was fine taking his mask off, if he wished, and I would too. Usually that’s just a routine type formality. But this dude took it as me being some ultra right wing dude, and proceeded to regale me with stories about how Biden harbors child molesters in the basement of the White House. I was just like, yeah man, 2021 is a bitch.
- I really want to go to an EDM event with Ron and his wife.
- First fire of the season in the indoor fireplace. Cursing myself for not cleaning out the ashes at my last fire in March. Pretty sure my last fire in March I was thinking “haha no way I will do this now, hahaha fu*k November Nick.” Hahaha.
- Had a really explicit dream last night of my first girlfriend I had relations with. She was a Cov Cath cheerleader (Notre Dame student) and super hot. Only problem is that we were both 15 at the time. So I woke up all revved up. But then had a moral quandary. Do dreams of underage encounters constitute pedophilia? Or is that okay because it’s a “memory bank” deal or something? I don’t know. Weird deal. I definitely wekked, tho.
- Speaking of which, the local high school cheerleader / dance team car wash fundraiser deal is one of the little things that makes life worth living. Any red blooded American male who drives past one of those things is a member of the Communist10. I took my boys through one a few weeks ago, and they were like “look how the soap suds get into the girls’ bathing suits!” I was like, no shit?
- Going to spend a lot of money on meat in the morning. If things don’t go well tomorrow night, I will at least have my Weber kettle, and snus, to get me through. The only things I trust in this life, at this point.