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Freaking Cold Florida Posted: Friday, January 22, 2010 2 Hours 8 Minutes 47 Seconds Post Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments The pain at the gym is now augmented by pain everywhere else.
We are re-doing our bedroom in my wife's vision and subsequently guess who has to put together the furniture, put up the blinds and hit his fingers with hammers? I do. Crap. Only IKEA could sell you a kit that costs what assembled furniture costs and expect you to pay for it. As I complained she said we coooooooulllld go to a regular furniture store and get something already put together. Looking at the gaudy furniture with its twisted and contorted metal and French provincial look cluttering up the second floor of our home - perish the thought. So that's my punishment for wanting something that looks half-modern.
In other news, the generic microwave oven, after three years, gave up the ghost. Cheap piece of shit. I should have got something better, but as a man, I didnt give a shit what they put in when they built my home. Stupid as it sounds, its true. It has a 3 year warranty. And exactly 3 years two months, it has stopped working. Cooking is also - Painful. Yep. My life is boring. Double ovens. Yeah. Boring. Its also bliss.
There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsAll Men Are Dogs: Right? Posted: Friday, January 08, 2010 11 Hours 46 Minutes 30 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments I get so tired of telling women this. So, here it goes again. For all women who say "All Men Are Dogs" or whatever the hell you say. Here is what all men really are. All men are:
The common word in all this, is "You". Sorry bout that. There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsPain. Posted: Monday, January 04, 2010 11 Hours 38 Minutes 31 Seconds Ante Meridian There are 2 comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments Now that the holidays are over, its back to the gym and working out after taking a hiatus because of company, parties, company parties and other valid (or, invalid) excuses for not doing it. Im cool with it. Its also time to go back to eating vegetarian again. (Rolls Eyes) While my wife makes food as palatable as possible, nothing quite replaces the taste of a big juicy steak. Crap. Anyway we have committed to going a hundred miles a month. My knee is swelling up already just thinking about it. Ok. I am through complaining. There are 2 comments for this entry. Daedalus: That would be running. As fast as I can. Does your...... Hello: Walking or running a 100 miles per month? ...... Click this link to read and leave comments 2009 - Year In Review. Posted: Thursday, December 31, 2009 8 Hours 4 Minutes 14 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments Its been a long time since I updated. I wonder if anyone even reads this anymore. Family: 2009 was on the whole a pretty decent year. It was the first full year since 2001 my life was completely free of my Wicked Ex and anything that belonged to her, in this case I am referring to her daughter, for whom I hope I never hear from again. My wife asked me if I missed her, I said no. She disagreed but I left the subject alone. She said she sent her a message but hopefully it fell on deaf ears if she replied I'll never know. I don't need the drama and foolishness in my life. I understand what her mother meant when she said she loved her but didn't like her. I wish her well - somewhere else. S Its a wonderful thing when wedding day drama is limited to logistics, (getting flowers to the boat) shaving, (or not) not printing your vows and reading them off your phone and forgetting to get her ring sized (Whoops!)... I also found out who my friends are. People I thought were genuinely interested in my happiness had other plans, agenda's etc.. I told my wife that these things would happen to her. It also happened to me. The children are finally getting lives of their own. Its kind of cool to go a whole 24 hours and not hear from any of them. LOL.. Career: Being a brigadier executive is kind of cool. You get some authority, some of the credit and a job that resembles the first one you ever had, working even harder for nothing. Whatever. Making decisions that directly affect other peoples lives is not fun. Its rewarding when it works, it sucks ass when it doesn't, and everyone is always pissed at you for some reason. The Future: 2010 I will be blogging a little more because I have the time. I am also redoing my professional site and am going to start doing speeches again. Last summer I did some video on various topics related to IT but this year I will be hitting the podium again, spreading my wisdom far and wide. I will also be travelling a lot this year. I have trips planned every month, except April. Other: My life is sooo boring now. I work, travel and tend to the women (the kids) in my life. Its boring to you but you know what? Its exactly what I wanted. There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsWorld to Daedalus: Grow Up! Posted: Monday, November 23, 2009 7 Hours 45 Minutes 51 Seconds Ante Meridian There are 2 comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments Before I got married I used to hear the same foolishness from the same foolish women over and over and over again. Grow up, get married. Ok, so I rented a yacht and did exactly that. I got married. It wasn't a mistake and I am very happy and content. So now last weekend I heard more foolishness. I'm glad you finally grew up. Let me set the record straight. I am forty-two fucking years old. My children are grown too. I don't have a job because not only am I only self-employed, I employ others. When I am not running my own business two others asked me to help run theirs. On occasion I show up at schools and try to inspire children. I have been paid and I have been broke. I know where a library is. I have a masters degree. I own property and pay taxes. My bland suburban transport was not purchased at an urban no-credit-needed lot. How is that not grown? I don't get it. I point this out because these accomplishments, if thats what you want to call them are things that a lot of those who criticized me haven't done. Instead they criticize me for either exploiting women I used to be involved with or on a more personal note exploited them - still as stupid as they were or in most cases still are. Let me help you out a little bit.
Now why are these men so silly, stupid and dog-like? Its because you, through a series of bad decisions, made yourself undesirable to men who aren't silly, stupid and dog-like. What does that leave? Men who are. Why is a man who has his life even half-way together going to want to be with someone who's life isn't? Women who get rid of men because their lives are in a shambles get a medal. I got ostracized for it. Successful decent men are not going to leave their great single situation and life for a woman with three children from three different men. Are you kidding me? Who wants to walk into that foolishness? All he's going to do is walk in, get some booty and eventually leave. Sure, he'll be nice to you in the interim, but he is already leaving. He probably told you he wasn't going to marry you too. You weren't listening. Now if you are grossly (or on your way to being grossly) overweight your situation got even worse. Tip: A size 20 is not normal. I never dated anyone over a size 10 and my wife is a size 4. And if you didn’t screw your life up in those ways and you still have never been married at say, 35 then either you are crazy or worse, your mother is crazy and she taught you everything she knows. I could go on and on with other examples but I'll end with these because they are the most obvious. Until your weight and those children are grown and gone, you don't have a chance. Stop eating everything in sight and Don't go chasing waterfalls, stick to lakes, rivers, thugs and losers your used to until you lose the kids and the weight. Or, grow up. Your screwed. There are 2 comments for this entry. Daedalus: Tell that to "Yo Mama" she was one of the main ones......... Frank Z: This one is dead on! Now grow up!...... Click this link to read and leave comments Fun With Minorities #3 Posted: Tuesday, November 10, 2009 6 Hours 43 Minutes 29 Seconds Post Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments On November 3rd 2009 we had an election. The governorships of two states, New Jersey and Virginia ended up going with the GOP. However in New Yorks 23rd district, Dede Scozzafava and dropped out and Doug Hoffman, a conservative endorsed by the likes of Sarah Palin, lost. Please note, losing the governorships of two states, is not a big deal, but a single house seat is a big deal. Or so the coverage has been so far. A quick perusal of sites brushed off the Governorships as no big deal at all while the fact that Palin’s pick being beaten was a major victory. Oh and I forgot – the “tea-baggers” were humiliated and have all committed suicide. Whatever. Well, now that those states are in the hands of the GOP, its time to have some fun with Minorities by telling them some falsehoods and riling them up. Already it has been viewed as some kind of setback by blacks in those states. What always cracks me the hell up, is when the “Deep Brothas” talk about some kind of conspiracy related to any republican winning anything as a stab in the back to black people. Now I could educate and debate but really are you gonna tell a young child that a fat white man is not going to bring them something for free, just for being good? Conversely are you gonna tell a grown black man or woman that a fat white man is not going to bring them something for free, just for being good? The answer to both questions is no. Ignorance reigns supreme. To quote Harry Reid, “That war, is lost!”
• Republicans are going to celebrate by killing a black person cuz they won the election. Mmm hmmm I heard dat. That’s the ticket! I urge everyone to go to the hood and tell something outrageous to the people who believe the Bush Administration blew up the levies in New Orleans specifically to kill black people and have some fun. Telling the truth to black people about anything, even with hard evidence is both fruitless and boring. There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsWhy you look stupid to me. Posted: Friday, October 23, 2009 10 Hours 30 Minutes 23 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments So, I am happy and married. Many of you aren't, and never will be, mainly because of choices you've made during your life. God knows I have made my share of bad choices and I have owned up to all of them, one way or the other. Anyway on Facebook some of y'all got un-friended because of your drama. Its one thing to read about "my messy husband/man" or something like that. Those things are endearing and make great fodder for ball-busting by friends and family. Its one thing to read about "some guy had the lamest line ever" that's cool too. These things happen in single life. As a man I've had my share of lines from women. Nobody wants to read about how all men are dogs, and how they are stupid or anything else like that. That attitude is in the top ten reasons why you ended up the way you are now. Let a man post something like "all women are hoes" and see what happens to him. Keep the negativity to yourself. Sooner or later YOU are going to look stupid for associating with stupid men and for making bad decisions about the men you associate with. There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsWorkaholism Posted: Thursday, October 08, 2009 10 Hours 44 Minutes 41 Seconds Ante Meridian There are 2 comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments Here lately I have been in overdrive, I have four clients, one of which I do some contract CTO work for. Sure you get the position and all. Its also a lot of freaking work. I have been cranking out some spectacular work, solving problems, making peoples lives better and making things happen. I like what I do. The problem of course is that too much of a good thing, screws up the rest of your life. Obi-Wife is always trying to find ways to relax me and take care of me. So, she schedules sporting events and other stuff to get my mind off of work. Screwing my brains out helps a lot too. So, while she is giving, what am I giving her? Nothing. I have been sitting in front of those five LCD panels on my computer all day and half the night. While every minute I work is billable, she is not after my money. She needs me and she is not getting me. Monday we went to see the Dallas Mavericks versus Dwight Howard. It was a good game, but basically I was comatose. Right now I couldn't bang my wife if I wanted to. I am too out of it. Well, I'm not going to stop working, I cant afford not to with the opportunities I have in front of me and, the influential positions I have been given. I have however, to find a balance somewhere. Crap. There is some light coming up on the Horizon. We are taking a little honeymoon of sorts on the coast. Just the two of us alone. I am even going to leave my laptop at home. There are 2 comments for this entry. Daedalus: Yes. I know it sucks. Life without drama however does not suck....... Yo Momma: Your blog sucks now. No one cares about you being married. Go...... Click this link to read and leave comments Hugo Chavez Saw This And Said "Dayum!" Posted: Friday, September 25, 2009 8 Hours 15 Minutes 30 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments At B. Bernice Young Elementary School in Burlington New Jersey, the kids are learning to love their country a little too much.. They chopped and screwed the spiritual "Jesus Loves the Little Children," and replaced the name of Jesus with Obama's: "He said red, yellow, black or white all are equal in his sight! Barack Hussein Obama." Let me ask you a question real quick. Does anyone have a problem with this socialist (listen to some of the lyrics) indoctrination foolishness? You cant say God in school or pledge allegiance to the flag but its ok to praise Obama? Homework Assignment: Write a report about what would have happened if it was George W. Bush they were singing about? Now I already know they would have executed Karl Rove for thinking it up, but what else would they have done? There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsThe Last Temptation Of Mister Bachelor Posted: Wednesday, September 23, 2009 10 Hours 36 Minutes 22 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments Well, this story is a little late but this is the story of how Mister Bachelor died. Died. Miste Bachelor was declared brian dead earlier this year but seriously, he's dead now. For those of you who are friends of mine on Facebook or Twitter already know I got married to Obi-Wife on a yacht on the Gulf of Mexico. It was a great ceremony with 22 of our closest friends from all over the US. I was touched that they would fly that far to be with us. There were plenty of frayed nerves, some drunkenness and fun times but absolutely no drama the whole weekend. None. The night before I got married I booked a room at a 4 star resort on the coast. I thought to myself, its gonna be a party. Nah. Not really. Ok, yes I did. I had a few thoughts and executed none of them even after I was plowed with women at my bachelor party. " What it was however, was my fortress of solitude I enjoyed after being out with my friends and in-laws for what was an excellent bachelor party when it was over at 3AM I rolled full throttle through a phalanx of police toward the coast and some peace. I passed out. 9:00 AM "T-Minus 3 Hours, get your butt up!" Who the hell wants to leave Paradise? Some hot Mexican broad was at my door with breakfast anyway. 9:15 AM Obi Wife calls in a tizzy. "I need the truck so the flowers can get down to the yacht" I called Colonel Hippie trying to figure out whats up. "Colonel, we have an issue. No other vehicle in the universe, besides my truck is capable of transporting the flowers 1000 feet to the boat." 10:30 AM I leave the hotel on the beach and head inland facing another phalanx of police officers on either side of the highway. I set the cruise control and decide to be patient. I forgot to shave. Dammit! I didnt have deodorant. Dammit! I didnt brush my curly locks. Dammit! I am running out of gas. Dammit! That was alot of Dammits.. Then the phone starts ringing. A couple of my friends wished me luck, all of them asking me if I am nervous. I tell them no. I am more worried about running out of gas and being late than anything else. I found a convenience store about 5 miles from the resort where Obi-Wife and the yacht are. I freshened up and brushed my hair. I am ready now. I am no longer going to be funky and lets face it, it was humid as hell outside. 11:20 AM Dead Man Walking I arrive at the hotel. Everyone is waiting for me. Obi-Wife is already on the yacht sequestered. After meeting Darth Gatwick, my father in law and Jim-bostar my best man, we get in a van to take us to the dock. We start walking and as we approach the boat, reality begins to set in as to what is about to happen. All you could hear was our footsteps as my Texas style square toed shoes hit each board. "Dead Man Walking" I said as we approached the boat. My friend Mr Basehead was already on the boat taking pictures. We are directed to the upper deck. The music is already playing. I forgot to print my vows. All I had was an e-mail on my HTC-Touch Pro2 from the chaplain that contained the wedding ceremony and included our vows. I switched batteries in my phone, brought up Outlook and retrieved the e-mail. I then handed the phone to Jim-bostar who already had all the rings on his fingers already. "My vows are on the phone, dont let it scroll." The boat lurches foreword as it backs out from port and starts on its way, the diesel quietly humming in the background, the music starts and my bride is on her way up the stairs with Darth Gatwick in front of her and the chaplain in tow. The stage is set, she takes the mic, our friends and family is watching. " Obi-Wife has her vows printed. The Chaplain hands her a piece of paper and she reads them. When its time for me to read mine, I look to Jim-bostar and he hands me my phone. I rolled my eyes as I scrolled the e-mail to the spot where my vows were and read them off of my cell phone. Thank you Microsoft. For what seemed like hours she droned on about marriage, blah blah blah blah... and then, the engine abruptly stopped. We exchange rings, when I have to give her the ring, Jim-bostar gives me the half with the baguettes on it, not the half with the rock. " Crap! Now I look like an idot because she only has half the ring, and that half has a few measly baguettes. A few seconds later, we were announced as man and wife. I kissed my beautiful bride, the engines started, the music stated, it was all good. The women inspected the ring, we cut the cake, we took billions of pictures, billions. Everyone was happy for us. I gave a huge toast to Lord Gatwick my new father in law, it was really one of the best days of my life, outside of the blood, guts and gore that was my daughters birth. There was plenty of laughter, ball busting and well wishes from everyone as we departed a few hours later. Not a single instance of drama, as it has always been with her and her family, as well as mine. None. This is what I signed up for, and I got it. I would say my new life begins now, but really it started about 2 years ago when Obi-Wife moved in and made my teeny tiny itsy bitsy cottage in the country a home. Mister Bachelor Survived by Frank-Z There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsJoin the fight against FOX News! Posted: Monday, September 14, 2009 10 Hours 8 Minutes 52 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments Cindafella Daeda Daedalus, arch conservative, and because of this fact, ignorant and racist, am turning against Fox News. Recently they have been airing what no other news organization would. Advocacy of illegal activity by ACORN employees. In this case illegally getting loans and tax evasion. They also offered advice on how to run a brothel, control the women, and even how to start one up. Now those people have lost their jobs. That’s tragic. They have gone too far! " The world needs deeze hoez in order to make it a better place. Who’s going to actually get you laid in the champagne room? It aint gonna be the scrippers, its going to be deeze hoez. For some young men, deeze hoez are the first people they run up in anyway and a lot of deeze hoes are cheaper than dinner and a movie. Screw that. By trying to mess with ACORN, they are messing with deeze hoez by proxy and hurting the economic recovery. Deeze hoez, buy groceries, deeze hoez be buying clothes, the pimpz be buyin cars and rims, and look at how much they spend on prescriptions for "various things that go wrong" helping the pharmaceutical companies, doctors, hospitals and clinics. Even hospitality, the hotels and motels, get a boost from deeze hoez. Yes the pimp and hoe dollaz be sirk-ulay-in in the economy many times, especially in the minority community or as Jesse Jackson would pronounce it, "Minor-uh-tuh Kuh-munn-uhtuh". Its time to organize and protest. Its time to step up to the plate and stop Fox News. Deeze hoez are depending on it! There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsDaedalus Reveals The Real Tragedy Of 9/11 Posted: Friday, September 11, 2009 11 Hours 40 Minutes 46 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments 9/11 is a tragedy of enormous proportions. I remember the day like it happened yesterday. I think we should focus on it yearly to remind us of who our enemies are.
9/11 is also a great day to remind black people who really brought the World Trade Center down. George W. Bush and the Federal Government. I remember a few years ago when I made the mistake of considering moving to Atlanta I was waiting on MARTA to take me downtown. Of course the "Deep Brothers" were out there spreading wisdom, or what they think wisdom is anyway. The conspiracy theories ran amuck that day. Everything from it was a government conspiracy to, "The crashed the building early so less white people would die" That was an awesome display of ignorance. " I of course decided to jump in. I made shit up, and as long as it blamed George W. Bush for something, they bought it hook, line and sinker. Some of the stuff I said: "George W. Bush killed a black man driving drunk and high on cocaine and Dick Cheney covered it up." " Culturally anything that removes responsibility from black people is going to sell. They do it in the churches, the news papers and of course the politicians do it daily to get money and votes. Blaming stuff on George W. Bush was in vogue that wintery day in 2005. Michael Jackson Sung it Best: So today, on 9/11, (or any other day), find a black person, blame something wrong in their live And remind them that the real tragedy of 9/11 was the firing of Van Jones. That Edumacated Brotha stood for "Tha Troof!" the guboment brought those buildings down. Daedalus rolls his beautiful brown eyes. There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsA Message To My Wicked, Wicked Ex Posted: Tuesday, September 01, 2009 10 Hours 33 Minutes 48 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments My Wicked Ex, Let me ask you a question: Does your man know you are checking up on someone you had sex with before? Now, I would say there was more going on than that between us but in retrospect you and I both know what I thought we were, and what was the truth were two different things. You seem to have a habit of hanging on to people. Its a habit you need to break. There is a lesson for you to learn here. The first one is that you should always remember that "Controlling and Abusive" (your words) is superior to anything any decent man, including me had to offer you. The second lesson is a tad more complicated: There is love and then there is reciprocity. Just because someone loves you, you feel obligated to reflect those feelings and start doing so. It doesn't mean you love them, it simply means you are either nice, guilty or both. You never loved me. I am cool with it. When your daughter gave you that note stating I wanted nothing else to do with you, I never looked back, never called you unless it was related to my getting my stuff, I ignored you when you told me hello through your daughter and ignored you when you waved at me when I dropped her off. You read about all the issues I have and where they came from. You read about Obi-Wife's issues as well. The difference this time around is that they were our issues, they did not involve anybody else. What a change! I am generally happy, and its all because you are no longer in my life. I am asking you nicely to simply leave us be. There is no reason for you to visit this blog, a place of general happiness, buffoonery and conscious thought again. Take all of your issues, drama and foolish behavior and simply go away. I left the past behind me. Its high time you did the same. There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsWhy Hurricane Katrina Was Good For New Orleans Posted: Monday, August 31, 2009 9 Hours 9 Minutes 8 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments America celebrated the fourth anniversary of Hurricane Katrina's destruction. Let me tell it the way it is by doing what the denizens of New Orleans do: Fire some bullets.
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To summarize, because the citizens of New Orleans and the Ninth Ward in particular live in wealthier cities and states, they are better off. Those states are better able to take on the burden of providing for them than Louisiana. There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsSenator Edward M. Kennedy: Dead Posted: Wednesday, August 26, 2009 9 Hours 1 Minute 45 Seconds Ante Meridian There is one comment for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments Senator Edward M. Kennedy appears before a judge even more qualified than Robert Bork ever will be. Mary Jo Kopechne finally gets justice.
Mary Jo Kopechne, RIP.
There is one comment for this entry. David: Good riddance to bad rubbish....... Click this link to read and leave comments The Infinite Wisdom Of Daedalus #1 Posted: Monday, August 24, 2009 16 Minutes 56 Seconds Post Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments A handy tip. Dont go to a movie that includes a wild bachelor party two weeks before you get married. Even if its her idea, especially if its a movie like Hangover. That is all. There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsTo My New Neighbors: Daedalus Is Player-Hating You! Posted: Friday, August 21, 2009 10 Hours 42 Minutes 41 Seconds Ante Meridian There is one comment for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments If there is one thing that kills people its envy and I have it. Yes. I have Player-Hate. In 2006 I moved into a relatively new neighborhood. The homes were mostly only a few years old. I was one of the last ones in. I was happy with my new home and all its perfectness. It was a later model than other homes similar to it in the neighborhood. " I had it built austere because I really dont like frilly things and unnecessary trim. I think art-deco should stay in Europe where it belongs. I furnished it austere as well buying most of my stuff from Ikea. When Obi-Wife moved in, her gargoylesque furniture (those tables are ugly) went upstairs. " Anyway I got exactly what I wanted and it was superior to anything like it. I had the funny looking, but cool house on the block. Even today, its the only one within a two mile radius thats grey. Neighbors: What is it with you and your earth-tone domiciles? You know what it is? Y'all are married. Thats why your homes are tan inside and out. I was single when I bought mine. I live in a mans house. Bitch! Then the housing crisis happened, credit was tightened and everything collapsed. That was good news. I was starting to see cars with rims running around from a community of starter-homes about two miles from where I live. As we all know, rims usually bring crime with them. Well, foreclosure cleaned all that out and restored balance to the community. It also lowered the value of my home by $50,000. Damn!. " But then, the 2.0 Houses arrived. These were significantly cheaper, bigger and nicer looking than not just my tiny cottage in the country, but everyone else's house too! I would say I'll get myself a 2.0 house but I cant sell my home right now as I owe more than its worth and with a 15 year mortgage + escrow, the payments are sky high. Renting it out would mean a significant monthly loss. So I wont be getting a 2.0 House of my own for a while. These people got better homes for less money. So, I am envious. Nice house though. I hate my neighbors. I am also joking. There is one comment for this entry. David: They probably did not get better homes. Contractors cut more corners when...... Click this link to read and leave comments Time Flies Posted: Wednesday, August 12, 2009 10 Hours 2 Minutes 12 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments So the countdown begins as the time before I get married becomes finite. It seems like yesterday we announced to the world we were getting married. And now its down to a few weeks. Time flies. Final arrangements are being made rsvp's are coming in and it looks like we are ready to go. Am I nervous? No. I am far from nervous. I just want this to be over with. Obi-Wife is going through stressasode after stressasode. Man, I should have gone to Vegas, got married, check out an Earth Wind and Fire concert and been done with it. Had it not been for her father, I would have done that but he wants to give his little girl away so, I will not deny him that. I think it may have been a mistake to have a destination wedding. The economy sucks and there are some who couldn't make it because of that. Its disappointing but understandable none the less. Hindsight is 20/20 of course. With all our friends scattered across the US I suppose that was bound to happen. I got a few spurious calls over the past month or so. I told them both I was getting married and they had to forget I existed. They understood. Good memories and mammarys but its all in the past now. I got a few more things to say in regards to people from the past worried about what I am doing, but I will save that for another day. There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsDaedalus Puts A Hex On The Texas Rangers Posted: Tuesday, August 04, 2009 11 Hours 23 Minutes 19 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments My birthday this year was a little quieter than last year. No massive party this year with my home awash in guests and well-wishers. I am happy for that. Instead it was quiet. I was diverted from going home Friday with message from Obi-Wife telling me to meet her at a hotel. We had dinner and a pretty peaceful, restful night. A very nice surprise. Saturday my best man offered me some free breakfast. I was not passing that up either. We left the hotel and met him.  Saturday afternoon, I passed out on the couch upstairs in front of my TV, with a bottle of Kirin Ichiban and the Science Channel pumping subliminal messages about string theory in my brain. About 3PM I was greeted by Obi-Wife telling me it was time to go see the Texas Rangers play. Obi Wife always works the ticket sites getting great seats at a discount. Today was no different. However, I don’t understand why the following always occurs:
IF Rangers.inTown = True Daisy told me she was calling Rangers management to have me banned from attending any games. There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsDaedalus The Colossus Stomps On The Lilliputians Posted: Monday, July 27, 2009 8 Hours 27 Minutes 45 Seconds Ante Meridian There is one comment for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments Saturday was sushi night at my house. Last week Obi-Wife and Clara Bong unilaterally decided that this event would take place. Personally, while I love spending time with and busting balls with my friends – I just wanted to sleep all day. Just one day. Anyway we had to go get some seaweed to wrap the sushi and some other miscellany so we went to the Asian market. “ I walked into the market looking like a colossus. I look across a landscape void of people. From my perspective the store was empty. Nobody was there. At six foot two, I was a full foot taller than most of the people there. That was of course, until I ran into one of them. “Excuse me you not rob store” I looked down and found a din of activity at my feet as these five foot men and their even shorter women scurried about the store. It was freaky. It was like wading through a busy day care center or, a playground. The counters were so low: I had to bend over, way over to reach them. Obi-Wife disappeared into the morass of little people being a foot shorter than I am as well. Like Gulliver, I was waiting on them to start throwing up ropes in an effort to try to restrain me. So I am standing there holding my arms up so these people can get by me only to notice that Obi-Wife had been talking to me. And, as usual I wasn’t listening. This time however, it was because I couldn’t hear her. “Daedalus?” And of course if I bend down to listen, that was bad too. One other thing that always cracked me up about Asian culture though is how sexist they are. I look at the Japanese at times and say “I’m not worthy! I’m not worthy!” So when looking for soy sauce I made my suggestion: "House Wife" brand soy sauce. For some reason, Obi-Wife didn’t want to buy that brand. I don’t know why. Let me tell you something. That wasabi is not the usual stuff you get in the grocery store. This stuff is powerful! Man, one little dot and you brain will explode. King Kane downed a tuna roll in one gulp. As predicted, his head simply exploded. Damn. He called it “Hiroshima”. I had one too, but I had the good sense to cut that wasabi-laden bomb in half before I ate it. Whooo! Obi-Wife’s hand made sushi, hot sake, some wine, Japanese beer and some good friends made for a great evening. The next time you go to an Asian market, look down, be polite and try not to step on them. There is one comment for this entry. The Jedi: The squeeze paste you bought is not the same as the stuff...... Click this link to read and leave comments |
A few weeks ago my wife and I flew to Florida to visit one of the kids. Why did it have to be 28 degrees? WTF? A walk on the beach in Florida was not all it was cracked up to be. That was painful. Walking around the beach in parkas. Indeed.
The one bright spot was the 42 inch TV we got for our bedroom. We got a great deal and I set it up for everything digital, picking up an Acer REVO PC and a Logitech wireless keyboard to run it. 
peaking of wives, I went aboard a yacht and got myself one in September. My wedding pictures are so lame. I am either bent over because I am over a foot taller than my wife, people are struggling to get her head and mine in the same picture or, the photographer and vidographer are looking up at me and you see my chin the fact that I forgot to shave that morning. Yipes! Those of you who know me on Facebook saw most of the festivities and my reading my vows off of my cellular phone. 
Anyway sushi night was great. The girls were in the kitchen rolling sushi. We were in living room talking and busting balls. Everything worked out great. When we sat down to dinner,