Just recently went through the hardest break up of my life. This is how it went down: Me: We need to talk. Beer: Uh oh, this doesn’t sound good. Me: There’s no easy way to say this, we can’t see each other anymore. Beer: No! Why not? What have I done? Me: It’s not you, it’s me. Beer: Yeah, I’ve heard that one before. Me: No, in this case it literally is me. Beer: What you talkin’ about Willis? Me: If we…
No, my doctors aren’t Jamaican, however, if I could find a Jamaican doctor who could help me, I’d be all for it. Hell, I’d be all for it if they were any nationality (even Canadian), as long as they could tell me what the hell is going on in this blunderland of a body I got going on right now. OK, I know one or two of my handful of readers are Canadian. Don’t flame me! I’m married to a…
The good news is I don’t have Lupus. That bad news is I don’t have Lupus. Uhm, Ari? How is that bad news too, you ask? It’s bad news because nobody seems to know what I have. While I wasn’t actually thrilled with the possibility of Lupus, I had prepared for the confirmation and was at least comforted by the fact that I could start some type of treatment plan for it. So after waiting over a month to see…
So, I guess I’m ready to write about this now. Let’s just get straight to the point. I have a disease but I don’t really know what it is yet. How did I get from disease-free to disease-something in the past six months? Good fucking question. I’ve been asking that a lot. Let’s just go back to how this all started. If you been reading this blog you’ll already know that I don’t go to the doctor a lot because…
Just in case there might be a peep or two wondering where I’ve been, I’m still alive. I’ve been really busy doing that “bringing home the bacon” thing. I’ve spent the majority of this year away from home on a work trip to Florida and it’s taken a big demand on my time. I haven’t even been able to keep up with my favorite blogs. To complicate things even more, the BID D has been putting a soul crushing beat…
It’s been awhile since I told a story. This is not a story about a grand adventure, it’s just a small adventure. Last weekend my son and his girlfriend accompanied me on a planned hike. WAIT! Don’t close the window yet. This is not only a story about hiking again. I swear! Just hang with me a little longer. As I was saying, we drove out early Saturday morning for about an hour drive to a trail I’ve been wanting…
It’s been over a month since I posted something! I have been so busy lately that I haven’t even had random stupid shit popping into my head to write about. I still don’t have anything to write about. So lucky you, guess what you get? That’s right. Another hiking post, and this one isn’t even a real post. I’m just going to show you a video of me taking my youngest dog, Finn, out for his first hike. Riveting no? …
You know what the list is right? Come on, you have to know. OK, for those of you not in the know I’ll explain. There’s actually not that much explaining to do. The list is just that, a list of five celebrities that your significant other has given you permission to get busy with if the opportunity ever presented itself. And by “get busy”, I mean do sex stuff to each other. I thought long and hard (hehe hard) and came up with…
That may seem like a harsh title without any context. It will probably still seem harsh even after I’ve given you some. About 9 months ago my wife suggested that we host Christmas this year for our relatives. I told her sure, yeah, why not? Not because I really wanted to do it, but because I knew that all my relatives were scattered across two countries and this would NEVER happen. Eleven of the relatives that were invited…
Today I completed half a century of orbits around the sun. Last year on this day I wrote a post about how I was hoping my 49th orbit would go quickly because I was ready to get out of the purgatory of the 40’s age group where you aren’t young, but you’re also not quite old yet. I got my wish. The year really flew by. There were ups and downs. I had to spend a significant amount of time…