change of direction

I've decided to write about my exploits at work. Thinking back on things I've said and done, it really only makes sense to write about it. It's some seriously funny stuff.

New Mogism entry

Mogism-

1. I have a hole, what do you want me to fill it with?
2. Which hole do you want me to stick it in?
3. Have you seen the tongue on this thing?
4. Can you hold this, it keeps going limp on me?
5. What I stick in my rectum is none of your concern.
6. I'd give you a sucker but my last one is in my rectum.
7. Have you seen my thingy?  I know I stuck it somewhere...
8. Would you stick this in your mouth?
9. Its really dirty down here, do you have anything I can wipe this off with?

Jessie Selina Imperiale I will miss you

I wanna say something important, but I really am at a lost again.  I've never felt like this before.  The closest I can akin this to is when my grandfather died.  I was so young then, but even now 20+ years later I can remember it clearly.  At least as clearly as my mind allows.  I am trying to understand my feelings of Jessie's passing and put things in perspective in my mind.  All I can think about are the things she would say.  Aunt Julia said it right when she was speaking on Grandma's behalf.  "Wheres my martini, the food doesn't taste right with out my martini"  I think now that she's gone it'd be more along the lines of "Wheres my martini, this dirt doesn't taste right without my martini, Julia get me my martini."  When I thought of that I laughed and began to cry, as I am now.  I didn't cry at the funeral and I think that had to do with my own obligations to my family.  Some one had to be strong for them in their time of need.  Now my grief is shared with my wife and kids.  My only regret is not introducing my kids to her before her passing.  I know she would have loved them greatly.  At least now she can watch them grow into men.  God bless you grandma.

Learning some Skynard

I've been practicing on and off.  I try to do at least a half hour a day, if at all.  A web site I came across had the chords to a great Skynard song "All I can do is write about it".  It's actually not that hard to play.