From blue to moo

I have a feeling that I will not be able to be Papa Smurf this evening. I have not had much success with the hat and the hat is EVERYTHING in this costume. I think I should save it for next year.

I may have to go with my backup costume.

Time to load up on travel supplies

I have realized that I have become an inner loop snob. I don't like to travel outside the 610 loop anymore. It just seems so far. I remember when I would travel from Sugarland to the Woodlands for a night without even thinking about it. It would take me an hour and a half each way, but I just accepted the travel time and gas used.

Not any more. If I have to travel to the west part of Houston, I feel as if I should fill up my gas and pack some snacks. I try to maintain all personal aspects of my life to the inner loop now. I have been breaking that pattern lately and traveling around the city, but we will see how long that lasts.

Time paradox

FIx your clocks Google. Yeah, you heard me. FIX YOUR CLOCKS.

It is apparent that you have not applied the daylight savings time patches to all your servers, because I am tired of your time being one hour behind on my posts. This patch was released a long, long time ago. No excuses.

The OCD in me is dying whenever I create a new post. I want the time to be accurate and match the time I actually post the entry. But noooo, it is either going to be an hour early or it will queue up for an hour. Yeah, I could let it just sit there and then post an hour later, but is that really necessary?

Okay, I think the ranting session is over.

Which way is north?

What is it in my nature that craves drama? And I'm not talking about "Let's go watch a play" drama. I'm talking about "Running for your life in the woods with a serial killer chasing you" drama.

There must be something there... I just don't know what it is yet. I have been trying to figure that part of my life out for a few years now. I am no closer than I was three years ago. I have tried looking from the outside in (well as best as I could), but that didn't work. I have tried to avoid certain type of personalities that thrive on drama. No matter what I try, I always end up with the drama.

I am a drama magnet. Can't you demagnetize a magnet? Hmm... I wonder if I could do that to myself. I swear I must have all the electrons in my body pointing in the same direction that attracts the negative energy.

I heard that "Enchanted Rock" has energy running through it. I need to take a short trip out there and lay on the rock for a while. Perhaps, my body chemistry will change and I won't attract the negative energy anymore.

Quote of the Day

"I waited all this time in anticipation and it only lasted 35 seconds. I feel a little let down."

Zig instead of Zag

Lately I have been on this whole "paths" thing. We all face forks in our daily road and choose one path or the other. I faced one of those potential life changing path decisions several years ago. Basically, it was between two different potential relationships. One, my mom kept trying to set me up with (one of her fellow co-workers) and the other I met on my own. Her co-worker expressed interest in me. Both were attractive women, but each had their own unique qualities. One has a very, very beautiful singing voice, the other had a fun playful tomboyish spirit about her.

I chose the playful tomboyish woman. Even though it didn't work out, I didn't regret my decision. The other woman eventually found someone, got married, and moved away. I always wondered, what if I chose that path instead? If I saw her today, would I feel I made a mistake in my life?

The answer is a resounding NO. I saw her today and I realized that we just didn't have any type of connection. Not then and definitely not now. So what's the whole point of all this? Well, I guess it just reinforces that I have to trust my judgement. Yeah my decisions may not always be right, but they were the best decision at that time.

I swear Karma reads my site and follows my advice. When I was second guessing my decision to dodge the bullet, no sooner than 30 minutes later I had my second chance to correct my mistake. And when I decided to stop running around in circles, Karma drops a situation into my lap. I'm just going to leave well enough alone and continue down this road I picked.

Standing still while the world revolves

I'm just going to keep doing what I do and let life come to me right now. I'm tired of thinking about "what ifs" and "what nots". When did life start to get so complicated?

I remember when I was eight, the biggest concern was whether I could go outside to play. I miss those days...

My eyes are up here, quit staring at my chest

Isn't it amazing how ONE piece of clothing (or accessory in this case) can totally change how people view you?

I have never received so many comments about me wearing a tie this week. Even from my neighbors. What the hell does that say about me???

Ready for Happy Hour

I can confirm that forward progress DOES NOT necessarily mean happy progress. Sometimes it just means, "let's make it through this day and not think about it" progress.

Isn't ignorance bliss?

Perhaps missing the bullet was wrong in this case

Sometimes I should just leave well enough alone. I'm not sure about much anymore. You know, I started this site with very open and honest feelings because I knew that no one read it back then. Now, I sanitize my thoughts before posting them on here. I have various reasons why, but I think I will start to openly post my thoughts again.

This could have some serious repercussions now. I was thinking about secretly starting another site and starting over with my thoughts. I used this site as an online journal of some sort initially. I was thinking about doing it again with a different site. I decided not to do that. Why? I'm not sure. It just didn't feel right.

I don't know... perhaps some things are best left unspoken or in this case, unwritten.

I feel as if I dodged a bullet today. In all my life, I have never drunk dialed anyone. I have never drunk texted anyone either. But last night, I ended up drunk e-mailing someone. Not someone from the past, but someone in the present. Anyway, the details are not important. I was fortunate that the person agreed to delete the e-mail without reading it. An extreme act of kindness, no doubt. I don't even know if I would have done something like that. For this person, I probably would. I digress... so now I am wondering if perhaps I should have let her read the e-mail.

All the cards would have been laid out on the table. No going back after that deed is done. But now the e-mail is deleted. Sure I could resend it, but the impact of the message would be lost now. Now I am in no better position than I was yesterday. How can I make forward progress if I keep settling for status quo? Is losing all that you have with someone considered forward progress? I guess no one says that forward progress is always happy progress.

Then again, I have always said that my lack of patience has bitten me in the ass more than a few times. Oh and I also have a stalker trying to get with me, but that is a story for another time.

Yesterday

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be,
There's a shadow hanging over me,
Oh, yesterday came suddenly.

- The Beatles

Top 5 Reasons I Love My Xterra

5. It seats five people, with room for your shit in the back.
4. When your vehicle has a major scene in "The Office", you know it's a fly ride.
3. It can actually get pretty airborne when flying over railroad tracks.
2. Flooding, what flooding?
1. It runs over light poles in the street without breaking a sweat.

Mr. Pity Party for one, your table is ready

A few months ago, I was looking for more single people to hang out with. All my friends happen to be in relationships and you know how that goes. Yeah, I'm talking about YOU.

Anyway, so know I have found the mecca of single people. I seem to do a whole hell of a lot more things now. I wouldn't exactly call all these people my friends. Friendship is something precious and takes time to nurture. That sounds SO GAY. Which is okay, if you're into that sort of thing. Gawd Seinfeld, will you ever leave my brain. It is true though, that friendships are not instant. I have started to make new single friends.

The only downside... I forgot just how much single people hang out. Don't they ever do things by themselves? I like getting invited to things and having options for when I'm not doing anything, but I like to have my alone time too.

And those friends that are in relationships... I do still wish they would go out with me and hang out sometime. Yeah, I'm talking about YOU.

I think you like to make me cry so you can salt your margarita glasses with my tears.

I verbs

You know what is important? Verbs.

Take this sentence for example. "Don't expect me to (missing verb) right."

Wow! ALL kinds of verbs could fit into that sentence. Especially with my dirty ass mind. Did I mention that my phone has this special way of cutting out at just the right time? I miss a lot of verbs in my conversations. Of course, I randomly fill in verbs in my mind when that happens. It's like a live version of Madlibs.

How to guarantee a throw up filled ending

Is there any better way to spend an evening?

Eating raw fish, drinking wice rine, and running around the woods getting the bejebus scared out of you.

Do you smell what Karma is cooking?

So I get up earlier than normal to do some work at the office. I get ready, walk my dog and arrive at work around 7:40. This is extremely rare for me. It seems no matter how early I wake up, I always end up at the office MUCH later than 7:40.

Anyway, I digress, so I stop at the coffee shop on the way in to work. I discover, to my joyful surprise, that I filled all twelve spots on the coffee card and get a free drink of my choice. Anything I want. ANYTHING I want. Normally, the greedy bastard in me would get the largest most expensive drink just to feel like I got the most bang for my free buck.

Not the case this morning. I figured I have been ordering medium drinks in the past to get me this free coffee, I'll order what I always get to not tempt karma. So I order my drink and give the guy my free coffee card. He notices that the drink is free and asks, "Do you want to make it a large since it is free?" I tell him no. He gives me this dumb ass look and then puts in my order for my medium coffee. I feel good. I think, "Hells yeah. I am getting to work early with my free coffee, karma must be on my side."

Let me go all John McCain on you, my friends, Karma is never on your side when you get cocky. NEVER...

So I arrive at my office, feeling good and go to set down my free coffee on my desk. Then ,in slow motion, I see my coffee start to fall over on my desk. Twenty-two freaking ounces of sticky hot latte is now running everywhere. On my papers, on my keyboard, on my mouse, all over the carpet, everywhere... What the fuck???

Thirty minutes later and several passes with a cleaning solution, here I sit typing on a sticky keyboard with my fucking arms sticking to the desk. The worst part is the smell of my damn latte is everywhere. Tempting me of the java goodness that I will never know this morning.

This day is going to so fucking suck.

The new Knight Rider sucks ass

Sometimes I wonder if I pass up something good for the potential of something good. I face so many forks in my life road and just pick one path without fully thinking about the consequences of picking that path.

Confucius say, Daniel is so screwed when he think too hard.

I always get the fucked up fortune cookie messages.

Codependent Fire Zombies

You know, I have such a hard time with patience in my life. I have harped on the immediate gratification thing in the past, so I won't delve into that again. I have noticed that I have to watch my actions a little bit more lately. I want to fall back into an old pattern of codependency. I guess it's like any other addiction. It never really goes away, I just have to maintain it.

I have noticed a pattern that triggers these feelings and I start questioning whether I need to keep myself away from these triggers. But doing so, comes at a great consequence. Such mystery in my life is extremely overrated. What the hell does that last sentence mean? I'm not 100% sure. But once I figure it out, you'll be the first to know.

BRAINS...

Seriously, are zombies really that bad? There has to be some lovable aspect to a zombie. They'll love you until the end of time. Well, not true. They'll love your brain until the end of time. And by end of time, I really mean by the end of when they are finished eating your brain and move on to the next brain.

Tangent = (noun) a straight line or plane that touches a curve or curved surface at a point, but if extended does not cross it at that point.

When I was a kid, I loved to play with fire. Perhaps you didn't hear me... I LOVED to play with fire. I was an arsonist in the worst way. (Ashley, if you're reading this, then learn from my mistakes and DO NOT REPEAT my idiotic actions in life) Okay, back to my story. So I loved setting things on fire. I had this closet with laminate flooring in my room as a child. I would close myself into the closet with the lights turned off. I would set army men on fire and watch the plastic drip flames onto the tile. As the burning plastic would drip, the flame would extinguish and make this cool sound. I was stupid in the worst way. Anyway, that is just one of the smaller fire stories in my childhood. I loved playing with fire.

Some things never change.

Running Man

So the moral of the story is... never stop to brag about your escape.

We just left CVS when a man went running across the parking lot. He had a bag full of stuff and was hauling ass. Then there was another man chasing him. I then recognized the second man. He was the cashier that was at CVS. Apparently, the first guy was trying a grab and run and dashed across a busy street. The CVS employee stopped before crossing (for good reason with all the cars driving in the way). So the guy stops at the gas station across the street and holds up the bag laughing. Then a good samaritan must have realized what he did and tackled the guy at the gas station. The CVS employee makes it across the street and they both have the man on the ground. Wouldn't you know it, there was a cop in the gas station store at that very moment.

So now the guy it in hand cuffs and wishing he hadn't stopped running to brag about his escape. If only I had a video camera at the time. This would have been huge on You Tube.

Decisions, decisions...

I am attending a Halloween party where I actually have to dress up. I haven't dressed up for Halloween in decades. So now I'm trying to determine what to be. I could punk out and just be a vampire or a pimp, but those are way to easy. That will be my plan B options. I want something that will stand out and is original.

I was thinking of dressing up as a drive through sign (that lights up and everything), but that sounds like A LOT of work. Besides, it would be cumbersome and big as hell. I would be knocking everything over around me.

What to be... what to be...

Whatever You Like

Stacks on deck, Patron on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby, you can have whatever you like
I said, you can have whatever you like

- T.I.

Some times sacrifices are needed

I have been living my life lately like I'm ten years younger. As my mother would say, "You're burning the candle at both ends and it will eventually catch up to you." Yeah, consider it caught up.

I'm so tired and I just want to relax. Even though I am so tired, I want to be outside enjoying the beautiful weather. I think I need to just suck it up and take advantage of the weather while we have it.

Quote of the Day

"I'm playing hide and go seek with the waiter."

Too good to be true

The weather has been freaking me out lately. It has been really nice. A little too nice if you ask me. What's the catch? I can't remember October being this cool in a long time. Like sit out in a patio drinking margaritas cool.

I guess I should just shut my mouth and enjoy the weather, but I'm more of a waiting for the other shoe to drop kind of guy. I don't know... Perhaps this is our reward for the sucky hurricane we had to endure.

If rain occurs when God is crying, are windy days caused by God farting?

Wine and emotions don't mix too well

I've always felt that I was an 80 year old man trapped in a 30 something year old body. Young 30s mind you... I have been told by many that I have wisdom beyond my years. But do I really have that kind of wisdom? I think I do when it comes to others. But when I try to apply that wisdom to myself, it never seems to work out like I thought it would.

I have a friend that is 20 years older than me (Old enough to be my dad). Literally... he is the same age as my father, but he doesn't act anything like my father. I believe we are as old as we act. Sometimes thats a good thing. More often than not, that is a bad thing. There are times I would like to just sit in my room and pout all day long. Be pissed at the world for giving me the raw end of the deal at times. Today was one of those days. Well, that is until I had about eight glasses of wine and now life is feeling pretty numb right now.

Numb is good. Numb is very good.

Feelings and emotions are a very sharp double edged sword. You would think that knowing how dangerous this sword could be, I would be more careful with it. Nope, not my dumb ass. I swing it around like a RenFair geek. I toss it in the air and see if I can grab the handle on the way down. Like I said, I'm a dumb ass. I have cut myself so many times on these emotions, its a wonder I haven't bled to death (emotionally that is). Do I learn? Nope. Am I hard headed? Yep.

Life is sucking really, really big time right now. I thought I had some of it figured out, but I was wrong. I was very, very wrong. You were right. You know who you are. Just when I thought I had some sense of what life was offering, it smacked me upside my ass and threw me around. I'm life's bitch. Plain and simple.

I just don't know anymore. Part of me wants to be that zombie of four years ago and just go through the motions regarding life. I wasn't happy, but I wasn't too sad either. I was just there. Is being "there" all that bad? I know we have to feel pain at times to remind ourselves that we are alive, but there needs to be a feeling of happiness as well. If we haven't experienced that feeling of happiness in a while, isn't it better to be a zombie?

I'm rambling now... perhaps its the wine. Perhaps its just pent up emotions from the current state of my life. Consider this my state of the union address. State of the emotional union that is.

Obama 2 McCain 0

Obama took care of business today. I was actually very excited to see his responses and how he handled himself during the second debate. He stepped it up a notch and McCain looked childish.

I just wish the election was this week and not a month away. I also wish that the stupid Neocon idiots would wake up and actually talk about the current topics instead of relating everything back to religion or patriotism.

No maybes allowed today

Sometimes we have to make difficult decisions in our life. That's what being an adult is all about. I get it. But what if you make a wrong decision that may affect a big aspect of your life? That's a whole lot of pressure on a decision you are about to make.

Something like this is worth far more than a coin toss.

Preplanning my regrets for not running

I should be sleeping... but I'm not. Life is going to so suck in five hours when I wake up to go running. Sleep is overrated anyway. I keep telling myself that, but I'm not really convincing myself.

I wish they would make sleeping pills that would work for a set amount of time. Is it really that hard? Just make the sleeping stuff time released. Kind of like the pain medications or the allergy medications. Then I could take a five hour pill and be fully rested in the morning, but not drugged out.

A man can dream can't he?

You're welcome

Okay, Okay... So you're wondering what "Take it to the mattresses" means? Well, my friend, you're in luck. I'll give you the quick and dirty answer to the question. The simple Cliff note version is "go to war". That's it. So if you've seen "You've Got Mail", Kathleen (Meg Ryan) is going to take it to the mattresses with the big bookstore. She is going to fight (or go to war with) the bigger bookstore. It is usually an all out battle that will have one side victorious over the other.

So where did this quote originate. I'm not sure, but I first heard it from "The Godfather".

So the next question should be, what's the deal with mattresses? In the movie, one family decides to attack the other family. This creates this massive bloodbath with many people dead on both sides. Since there is strength in numbers, the gang members pick a location and stay together. They rent "mattresses" for all the guys to sleep on while they are holed up together. This indicates that it will be a long drawn out war between the two families.

So now you know the explanation of the quote. The Godfather has so many good quotes. "Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Wednesday", "I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse", and "Leave the gun, take the cannoli".

Stronger my ass

This is just one of those lazy Saturday mornings. I have PLENTY that I should be doing, but I'm not. No reason for not doing it, just because.

I have found that what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. RIGHT? Isn't that how the saying goes? It may make you stronger but whatever it was that made you feel that way still sucks. So how does that expression make anyone feel any better?

Speak up Mr. Internet, because I still have no explanations yet.

There was a debate last night, right?

So, I watched the debate last night. All I have to say is that Biden should have gone for the jugular, but he didn't. I hope that doesn't come back to bite us in the ass.

Oh... and I'm starting to like the term O'Biden. It's like the melding of the two. Kind of like the Wonder Twins.

Wonder Twins, activate. Form of great leader that will change this country. Form of supporting old guy that will give said leader foreign experience on the ticket.

I think Palin is also stressing the accent to create a more folksy image. Can that be her real voice? Every time she finished her sentence last night, I added "don't you know" in a Canadian accent. I was cracking myself up all night. Of course, I was also under the influence of alcohol during the debate so that may have had something to do with it.

The World Should Revolve Around Me

Not for nothin but what came first
The chicken nugget or the egg mcmuffin

- Little Jackie

Quote of the Day

"Stop the drama, vote Obama!"