It's been a while since I've spent a weekend at the ol' Blog Cabin -or- Sorry Pat, I've never had an original thought

It's been a long time kids. I haven't posted in this thing in quite some time. So a bunch of shit has happened in the last month, I'm not sure what exactly has happened, but let me try to put together a bunch of words to convey how awesome my life has been for the past month.

My life has been awesome the past month. There. That's quick and to the point, it gets across the meaning I was shooting for. If only every situation could be this blunt. We would really have to interact with each other much less, which depending on the circumstance might not be the worst thing to ever happen.

My Uncle passed away last night, presumably in his sleep. He has been unresponsive for a day or two, and last night his time came. I wish I could make an 8 hour trip and hug the shit out of my mom because I know she's having a hard time with this. He was her brother. They are figuring out how the funeral or viewing will work, but there's also the thought of leaving his ashes in the ocean, which is kind of sweet. It was huge for her to be able to go and visit him in the hospital when she did so they could have dialog and talk. I've seen a bunch of amazing series of events this year, and everything seems like it's written in story book form. Had they gone down this weekend they wouldn't have been able to visit and would have been there when he passed away. Circumstances are amazing.

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My friend and coworker Zeke had a stoke 2 Thursdays ago. It was crazy. He's 34. He stopped in the warehouse between jobs and pushed past me and headed to the bathroom. I could hear him throwing up from my office which is about 20' away and several walls. He came out and after a little bit, he headed off with Rich to his second job. On the way he slept, and once they got to the job he couldn't feel his legs. He went to get out of the van and fell to the ground. Rich, the fucking hero he is, gathered Zeke up and put him back in the van and rushed to a hospital in the Langhorne area. They took Zeke in and pumped him with IV stuff, and waited for Dawn to come be with him. If Rich would have waited at all to get him to the hospital, like 20 minutes, could have killed Zeke. There's a ton of circumstantial goofiness that goes along with this story, but wow... it really makes you think about life, and how quickly one can disappear. I've felt more ups and downs this year than any before... it's good for the soul I suppose.

FUN STUFF! I went canoeing with Glenn down the Delaware River. We left at 9am on a Saturday morning and came back around 5pm on a Sunday afternoon. I had a blast and I'm pretty sure Glenn did too. I'd like to get this done again one more time this year, but we'll have to see what schedules allow for, and what have you. I lost a GREAT pair of sandals on my journey. At about 3pm on the first day. It made for a pretty fun next day plus, with out any shoes. I pooped outside. I was not stoked, but if i didn't poop outside I was going to poop inside... my pants. We drank tons of beers, built a fire, made steaks and pancakes. I left the stupid poles for my tent at home so I slept in Glenn's tent while he slept in a hammock between two trees. I felt like a jackass, and still do.

I borrowed a guitar from Mike in the hopes of being able to learn something. It's a slow process, but it's something I'm enjoying. I'm looking forward to being able to put 4 chords together and play a song. I have a bunch of songs in mind, but I still need much more work until I'm confident enough to give it a try. I'm having a lot of fun with picking exercises and learning how to play these few chords as cleanly and confidently as I can.

Bucket moved in. Umm... i think everybody who reads this has already met Bucket... but this time he came equipped with really short shorts. It's sort of amazing.

I'm done now. I think I'm going to sit here and be kind of miserable today. I don't think I'm feeling a whole lot like being very social, but I really wish North Carolina was 3 towns away and not an eight hour drive. I'm glad my dad is there for my mom, but I wish I could be there too.