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Monday September 26 2005. CRUEL.
  Which month is said to be the cruelest month? Isn't that April? Well, with the catastrophe on the Gulf coast, it seems like September was the cruelest. I can't remember a longer month. Jesus, September just crawled along, didn't it? August seems like about 4 months ago.
AUNT SMACK. DEPOT. DON'T GET EXCITED YET.

  Beth's Aunt So (short for Sonya) is definitely going to be one of my new favorite adopted relatives. At Beth's brother's wedding a couple of years back, I was introduced to Aunt So and she promptly gave me a smack when she saw a pack of smokes sticking out of my pocket. You gotta love someone who'll cuff you upside the head 3 minutes after you meet them.

  Beth wanted me to point out to everyone that we are registered at Home Depot as well as Bed, Bath, and Beyond. Not that we don't like the prezzies we're getting from BB&B, mind you; it's just that we'd like to spread things around a bit.
  Of course, we have a nice lawn mower on the Home Depot registry, so maybe Bethy is angling for that. Good on her.
  Padres Update: Yeah, so what if they're calling it the "National League Worst" instead of the National League West? My Padres still have a 4 game lead over the Giants with 7 games to go. However (and this is a big however), they play the Giants the next 4 days--and Mr. Bonds loves playing against the Padres. Shit. This could be close. I mean, this could be REAL close...
  (Hey, Rat Bastard, let me ask you a question: how are your  beloved Dodgers doing? Heh.)
YOU MISSED A SPOT. THE BIG W.

  Five days left to go before the Big W. Am I nervous? Well, no, not really. I am little worried about getting all the minute details taken care of, but I'm sure it will all be squared away in plenty of time. Plus, I doubt if everything will go off exactly as planned anyway, so no matter how much we coordinate everything, something will be fucked up. But that's okay. I guess that's just part of it.
  You know, before Beth and I started planning this big shindig, I was kinda nervous about it, but now I'm actually looking forward to it. We've got a few little tricks up our sleeves and it should be a blast. The only thing I am worried about is me fainting at the altar. But what are the chances of that, right? Right? Right?...Hello? Anyone?

CURTAINS. You Missed A Spot, Curtains, Depot, Don't Get Excited Yet, Cruel, Aunt Smack, Frothy, and The Good Life.
  Instead of watching football on the telly last Sunday, I was picking out curtains and valences to put on our wedding registry. Welcome to marriage, Mr. Glenn.
FROTHY. THE GOOD LIFE.
  Yes, I know: I'll be in the Bahamas on my honeymoon when (or rather, if) the Padres are in the playoffs. But my sweetie wants to watch the playoffs almost as much as I do, so no doubt we'll be sitting in some oceanfront bar sipping frothy drinks watching baseball.
  Okay, maybe she doesn't want to watch quite as badly as I do, but still...
  Oh, did I mention that I'm going to see U2 here at the MCI Center the week after we get back from the honeymoon? Yep. Two shows. Floor seats. Life is good.
  See you all on the other side...
     

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