Hindsight in 20/20, my friend.

Last night I decided not to make the trip to Philadelphia to see Tim Barry in favor of staying in lovely Hatfield and drinking beer, playing pool, and eating tacos. I regret nothing. It was a fun night. I met a dude named Randy, he was awfully creepy. Who the hell am I to judge? Emily and I practiced pool for an hour or so, maybe a bit longer... in hindsight we should have gone somewhere with a cheaper table, but we didn't. Oh well.

The landlord stopped by this morning. Nothing brightens my day like that guys cheery face. He's 25, owns three houses, two cars, and probably has some kind of awesome girlfriend who makes him dinner and tells him "everything is going to be ok" before they go to sleep. Yes, that worthless dong is living the American dream, and I'm funding it by paying him rent every month. Needless to say, he's not my favorite person in the world, and based on the limited information I have on him, he never will be.

Let's talk about rent, landlords, and other places that you can dump dollar after dollar into and never see any kind of return on your investment. I've been paying this jerk several hundred dollars per month for the last 4+ years. By now, I could have bought City Hall. I'm done talking about that now... that's almost as depressing as having your best friend leave the house and not even tell you.

Which brings up another topic that really upsets me. My cat, Willow. She left the house one day/night and never came back. She was my everything. She hated most everyone except for me, and was always there to watch baseball and play video games with me. I can honestly say that I don't play video games with the frequency I used to because I lost my couch buddy. Jaime found a picture of Willow and I the other day while cleaning her room and it totally embodies everything Willow is/was. Uncomfortable. I can see the look of "Let me go, you bastard!" written all over her face. But she loved me, and I loved her. I sure do hope she's in someones house being taken care of, and hating the hell out of whoever is keeping her captive... I can hope. Damn, I'm really working the positive angle with today's entry.

Today, what's on the docket? Thanks for asking, I was itching to tell anyone.

Brian and I are going to go up to the produce shack up on 113 and get some food. I think there is chicken, fresh asparagus, and perhaps a bunch of other vegetables. I'd like to make a nice dinner tonight, but it really remains to be seen whether or not this will happen. The company would need to be just right, and I'm not sure if that's going to be happening... but if it is, I look forward to marinated chicken, grilled asparagus, and I'm thinking some kind of starch... perhaps some rice, or a baked potato.

I apparently wrote a check that my ass is going to be cashing, and I don't remember doing it. I told Missy and Kathy I would be happy to come out and help Kathy move into her new house. I've got ZERO recollection of this, but will be happy to help out. When I first moved out of my parents house Missy and Kathy were there to make sure we didn't live like slobs, so I think I 100% owe it to her. She's also paying me in beer, and I'm a sucker for a nice day, some hard work, and a cold beer or two.

There is a BBQ tonight down in Fort Washington that I was invited to. If my plans fall through, I will probably head down there and hang out with some coworkers. I don't know if I really feel like spending time with most of the people I deal with at work on a daily basis, because 9 times out of 10 we sit and talk about how much X sucks at their job, or how Y is never on time, or how Z should just hurry up and have the damn baby so once someone kills her there isn't a double homicide charge. Oh... work.

Well, I'm gonna kick back, watch Dirty Work (1998 - Norm Macdonald, Artie Lange, Chevy Chase) and once Brian's ready we're gonna go get some food and eat it. I'm excited to lunch, and totally hoping Missy doesn't call right when we get home so I have to up off lunch until after moving. Beer + No Food = asleep early, and that's nothing I'm trying to do.

Hey, America? Have a nice day, it's perfect outside. Have a catch, go on a walk, help someone move, do some gardening, mow your lawn, or spend time with your family. But, whatever you do, don't spend the time sitting on the couch wasting a perfect day... like I'm doing.

Hi Mom!