Mother's day

Today we went over to my sister's house to visit my sister, brotherinlawtobe, mother and father to celebrate Mother's day and my birthday. My parents suck at celebrating for some reason. Not just a little alot. I drank wine beer and coffee and Chinese food. I will be farting (also took some colon cleansing pills) really loudly tonight.

Darryl is throwing really great! He is so accurate. He is starting to put some speed in the ball. The ball is making a "whop!" sound when it hits my glove.

I am going to ride his ass to success. I don't want him to become like me. How is he supposed to be better than you when you are his example? Same reason NFL players are better than their coaches. Think of your child as an athlete and you are the coach.

No one wanted to come over to our house, because we got rid of the cable. Oops. My family is too addicted to TV. Rather than sitting watching TV, I am blogging. Expressing myself, capturing my life, reflecting. Fuck this laptop is hot on my lap.

Fred and Ted are stinky. Well Fred is. He has a giant labrador retriever head on a jack russel terrier. Fuckin' wierd looking dog.

I filled up my giant hole in the backyard with water. Try to loosen the clay. The clay that was exposed after my last dig turned to rock. it was impossible to dig through. Especially with Darryl wanting to help.