(Please remember each hour represents an episode)

1am-2am: Jack is watching CNN.  Anderson Cooper is reporting live from someplace.

"I wonder how much money he makes." Jack wonders aloud.  Jack brushes his teeth.  Reads in bed, then falls asleep.  He sleeps for 47 minutes.  End episode.

2am-3am: Jack is sleeping.  He wakes up, goes to the ( Read more... )

I decided as a fun little experiment to just sit around and write a handful of Haikus last night before going to sleep.  This is what I came up with.... Oh and hold onto your hats... this is deep powerful stuff... change your life wicked.

Kangaroos jumping

up and down the sandy hill

jumping in the breeze

Airplane in the sky

where are you ( Read more... )

"Are you going tonight or what?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Shakespeare in the park?  Macbeth starts tonight.  You said you'd go and see it."

"Dammit.  I did didn't I?  Okay, what time?"

"Meet at my place around six.  Oh, and we're going to get some wine."

I wasn't in the mood to see Shakespeare.  I was miserable.  I had just found out ( Read more... )

Random thoughts on the DTR, which I didn't even know was a thing...

So there we were, sitting at a nice table, in a nice darkened restaurant.  I didn’t mind that it was dark.  The dark was nice.  It set the mood, that romantic mood that I so liked to have when the two of us were out.  It was like we were two characters in a romantic comedy movie ( Read more... )

There wasn’t much movement back in the early days.  My leg had just been casted in a hot pink fiberglass cast just below my right knee, all the way down to the ends of my toes.  I couldn’t put any weight on my leg.  I had crutches, but they made my arms oh so tired and sore, so back then there were only two things I could do.  1) Lay on the couch.  ( Read more... )

I broke my ankle on Saturday, May 19th.  
I got a pretty hot pink cast wrapped around my leg on Monday, May 21st.
I got stuffed into an SUV and driven from Dallas, Texas, to Corpus Christi, TX (8 hour drive) on Saturday, May 26th.

My dad decided he wanted to take a family trip, like back in the old days, before all the death and destruction.  He didn' ( Read more... )

"So, how are you?  How was your day?"
"Same old, same old."

Man, who knew the same old same old could be so boring.  Way more boring than what same old, same old used to be.  It used to mean I'd get up, maybe work out, go to work, suffer through the slings and arrows of my daily grind, come home, watch some television, maybe read, maybe MAYBE do some ( Read more... )

It was a grey cloudy morning.  Rain cascaded down upon us; thunder shook the ground beneath us.   It was as if God himself cried, and howled and moaned at the atrocities of the world.   And there we were.  We four, we brave four, against the world.

Saturday morning in Coppell, Texas was not like any other morning in any other suburb of any other ( Read more... )

I came home today, from work, in an odd mood.  I was waxing nostologic, remembering the old times, and becoming a little sad, because I miss the old days.

I miss going to play basketball on the weekends with a handful of friends, then going to eat Ci-Ci's pizza buffett afterward (we'd steal pizza, put it in Tupperware for later... this is in college ( Read more... )

“Seriously dude, I think you should get out there and just see.  I mean, what can it hurt?” He asks.

I try to ignore him.

“I mean look at her.  She’s cute!”

Again, I ignore him.

“Seriously tell me you wouldn’t date her.” He says.
”I wouldn’t date her.”

“WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU!!” He yells.

There is nothing wrong with me.  Well, at least, that’s how I feel. ( Read more... )