To Do List...

Shamelessly borrowed from Matthew.

1.) Love God.
2.) Always have a knife.
3.) Don't put your hands on anyone, require the same from everyone else.
4.) Don't allow yourself to be wronged or insulted.
5.) Everyone lies.
6.) Watch the hands, hands kill.
7.) If it's not yours don't take it.
8.) Pockets are to be used to assist you in life.
9.) All guns are loaded.
10.) It is better to seek forgiveness than ask permission.
11.) Keep your word.
12.) Keep an eye on the door.
13.) Have a plan.
14.) Never apologize if you aren't wrong or for doing the job right.
15.) Don't mess with the coffee.
16.) It is better to be hated for who you are than loved for who you are not.
17.) Have a second plan
18.) Have a way to make fire.
19.) Never bother a Holyman unneccessarily.
20.) Don't bother the driver, he is driving.
21.) If you aren't willing to lead, don't bitch about being led.
22.) Cigars are acceptable. Cigarrettes are not.
23.) Make love to your wife atleast once a week. A loved wife is a happy wife.
24.) Work.
25.) Make it home.

Words to live by.

Ok, I admit it...

...I'm not the best writer in the world, not even close.

But I don't plan on writing for anyone else but me...

So Anyway, There I Was...

...Upstairs in the 'study' getting the last of my college work done for the week. Upper level classes, getting down to the wire, needless to say, I was stressed.

Oldest Son calls up from the bottom of the stairs, "Dad! Can you come down here and help me for a second?"

**grumble, grumble** **cussin' like a drunk sailor (under my breath, of course. He's 7)**

"Yeah, buddy, I'll be right down."

I head on down into the kitchen, where lo and behold Oldest Son has the makings of 2 sandwiches spread out all over the counter, messy as could be.

"Dad, would you mind cutting some cucumbers and tomatoes for me, so I can put them on these sandwiches?"

"Sure, kiddo, you got it."

So I do. And when I cut them, I head towards the 'study', back to work.

Before I make it to the stairs, Oldest Son comes running from behind me,

"Dad! Wait! I made these sandwiches for you! It's a ham, tomato, and cucumber sandwich, my own recipe. And..." **lowers voice, scans the room** "...it's got my secret indgredient. Mustard!"

Best couple of sandwiches I've ever had...

First post...

Warning: If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all that claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think every thing you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told to want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned.

I'd like to say it's my own work, but it's not. Fits my feelings at the moment, though.