therealtexasguy

wow, so finally having my truck back kicks ass. a whole week without a set of wheels is a drag, especially when you have to rely on public transit. man, i will never get pissed at my truck again, so long as the motherfucker is still running. still, the four hundred and fifty dollar repair bill sucks ass, but it's worth not having to take the bus every day for four months - especially once it starts to get cold again.

oh yeah, so i'm working on my MLB (Major League Baseball) wishlist. coming to a web browser near you. I find it hard to believe, but the MLB website has a ton of signed Willie May's baseballs! two hundred bucks is kinda steep, but i think it'd be worth it for my old man's christmas gift.

well, i'm going to try and fall asleep early so i can wake up earlier and head out to the lake for some night fishing. that old, rotting bait i was talking about is just about ready for some serious catfishing. the more it curls your toes, the better it is (most punch baits will literally make you gag the second the fumes hit your nostrils - hence the instructions on them that, and I'm not kidding, tell you to open the bait downwind of your nose).

is it just me, or everytime you see Martin Sheen do you think of him as President Bartlett?? maybe I just watch too much late afternoon soap operas (like Nip/Tuck, the Sopranos, West Wing, et cetera).