I seriously hate when things I thought I had dispatched of boomerang right back to me. I hate worse when those things happen to mix themselves with what I've had going on in the meantime before returning. Worst of all, I hate when the shit happens REAL quickly. My doorbell rang... Me: "Nonono, nope... Not doing this again!" Them: "But I NEED you!" Me: "You just finished wasting my time in February , what the hell is it now?" Ramsbottom: "Sadly, it's--…" Me: "Dammit to hell! Dig Bick Throbbers again!?" Ramsbottom: "God, I hate having to come to you with th--…" Me: "… aight, you be easy. Sticky side down, shiny side up." I attempted to step back into the house and close the door to return to work. Ramsbottom: "They're not even trying to hide this time. They're back to the old name and all." Me: "Well we established that they're protected by a power apparently greater than t...
Fun fact: On June 22, 2011 there was not a SINGLE baby item in my house… Then I left work on June 23, 2011. As ever, I jumped in the car, picked up my mother and took her home. As I walked in the house, Katie was ending a call and advised me that she was pregnant. To those who know what we WERE planning, this was a ton of bricks on the both of us. For the entire of the prior 7 months, Katie was planning for a bariatric surgery and had a schedule date of 06/28. The pregnancy test that had (now) cancelled surgery was a part of the pre-surgery performed on EVERY woman scheduled to have it. As active and consenting adults, the disappointment of this happening when it happened was one thing, but the urgency of planning for a baby overrides such sensibilities. We went to premarital counseling immediately upon receipt of the news and started planning. OB appointment set for the following week to establish how far along we are and begin some REAL planning for this. ...
(artist's rendering) I've been busy, and I'm here to expla--... S'cuse me, I need to throw back to a phone call I made a few weeks ago... Them: "I been kinda waiting on this call." Me: "Bro, you said my name in a track?" Jericho: "Heh, yeah I kinda did. It was a compliment, a thanks though." Me: "Appreciate it, I guess. I mean, I ain't do MOST of that shit you said I did though." Jericho: "That's the game... We all cappin' to be totally honest." Me: "Well now I'm involved." Jericho: "What?" Me: "If my name is attached, so shall be my work." Jericho: "Again... What!?" Me: "I'mma help you, but I'mma HELP-help you." Jericho: "Sheeeeeid, that's all you had to say! What we getting up to?" Me: "First of all, get rid of that fuckin' voice modulator. I listened to your album and it--..." Jericho: "But it's fun...
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