Best Days

I wrote this one a few years ago. It's about our lives.




BEST DAYS



She told me hon’ it looks like we’re growing old together
When I was a little girl a year seemed like forever
But now the years are quickly passing by
Only seems like the blink of an eye
And there’s another one gone, another one gone

I said we’ve made it this far we’re gonna last forever
Right now you’re looking more beautiful than ever
Don’t waste time looking back and crying
Or thinking ‘bout how time is flying
Just let the best days come
‘Cause when I look at what’s ahead I see clear blue skies
Your pretty smile and your sexy green eyes
Just let the best days come
Let the best days come

You know we’ve put a wonderful family together
And we’ve been through our share of stormy weather
Rocky times didn’t keep us down
Hate and greed didn’t stick around
Now let the best days come
Let the best days come
And when I look at what’s ahead I see clear blue skies
Your pretty smile and your sexy green eyes
Just let the best days come
Let the best days come

It’s been us against the world with our backs to the wall
Yeah we took a few shots, but we never did fall
We’ve kept our heads held high and we stayed on track
Now we’re standing on top and we’re not looking back
So let the best days come
Let the best days come
Let the best days come
Let the best days come

She told me hon’ it looks like we’re growing old together
I want to stay here with you forever
I’ll be your girl and you can be my man
If you want you can hold my hand
As the best days come
As the best days come
And then you’ll look at what’s ahead and see clear blue skies
I’ll smile and you’ll look into my eyes
And see the best days come
See the best days come

BREAKING POLITICAL NEWS!!!

Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama are going to be massdebating on TV again tonight. Since vomiting is not my favorite activity, I will not be watching. I know what's going to happen anyway, Hillary and Barack will spend the entire evening arguing about which one of them has the biggest caucus. My money is on Hillary.

We Have A Winner

Yes I won the golf match against my son today. I shot 36 on the front nine and it was already over. The back nine was more of a coaching session than a match. My son was striking it well but his head slipped up his ass when I rolled in a birdie putt on the fifth hole. I tried to talk him into pulling his head out from that moment on because I could see what was about to happen. He, like his father, is a stubborn, pig headed jackass though, so it took six or seven holes to get through to him. He finally took my advice and yanked his head completely out of his ass, and instantly began to focus and play good golf once again.
Today being the first time on the course in two months for either of us, I would say the results were positive. I'm sore as hell though. That's a really long walk. If Ian can retain what he learned today with respect to his mental approach to a round of golf, this should be a very good season for him. He needs to focus not on a target score before he begins the round, but on good quality shotmaking. If he forgets about score and just focuses on hitting a good shot every time, the score will take care of itself. Setting a target score to acheive sets you up for failure and puts pressure on you that will distract your focus and cause you to make bad decisions and even poorer swings. Thats the Swing Mechanic,(thats me) lesson of the week. So put that on your tee and smoke it. Please support global warming, I really miss golf weather. I'm going to do my part and leave my diesel powered service truck running all night . If that doesn't increase the greenhouse gas levels I'll have to go out and get a couple of cows!

Guilt

I'm going to give everybody some advice that will make their lives better immediately.
Stop feeling guilty!!!
It seems to me that everybody in this country makes decisions everyday based on feelings of guilt they have for no apparent reason. Stop doing this. I know you can't all be morons, so stop letting everything make you feel guilty.
If you are white, it's o.k., don't feel guilty about it.
If you are happy, it's o.k., don't feel guilty about that either.
If you are not a starving kid in Africa, it's probably not your fault.
If you are feeling guilty about being an evil, planet destroying Human, remember that even the prettiest wild animals would gladly eat their neighbors if they got the chance.
You're here. It doesn't matter how you think you got here, God, a bajillion years of random genetic mutations, Alien genetic engineering, or your own nonphysical being exploring the physical reality. The fact is that you are here and unless you just enjoy being miserable, it would do you some good to enjoy who you are. You haven't done anything to suppress anyone's freedom, warm the planet, cause turmoil in Darfur, or ruin the environment by eating a hamburger. So get over the guilt and enjoy your life. Be proud to be an American. We are the people on the leading edge of society. People who disagree with that statement are usually jealous of what we have. I'm not saying that we are perfect and don't have problems to overcome. We do, but we don't need to create more by feeling guilty about what we do have and have done.
If you are an American woman today, you have been presented with an interesting dilemma. If you stay home and have children, you may feel guilty for not entering the work force and building a career. This has been force fed to you for the last thirty plus years. If you choose to enter the work force and build a career, your natural instincts may cause you to feel guilty for not having children. The thing is, it's your life, live it as you choose. Make your choices based not on guilt or fear, but on what you really want, and then live with them without regret. All you can do is the best you can do at that moment. It's easy to look back and second guess yourself, but if you look at the situation you were in at the time, the choice you made was probably the best one, or the only one.
Enjoy yourself and the people around you. Appreciate what you have without regret. Don't take anything for granted, and begin living without guilt or fear every day. your life will be better , and so will mine. Thank you.

Date Night

I wrote this song a number of years ago. It represents pretty much how I deal with the ups and downs of everyday life. It's been recorded, but not quite the same as how I wrote it.



Date Night


I've been married to my woman for ten years
I’ve got a house full of kids and I’m losing my hair
My body just aint what it used to be
In the mirror there’s a fat, bald version of me
But I know everything’s gonna be alright

‘Cause it’s date night, date night
Me and my woman having private time
Date night, date night
Gonna lock the door and leave the world behind
Date night, date night
My baby and me we’re gonna bump and grind
Date night, date night
When we get together everything’s just fine

My son just got expelled from school
For cussing and fighting and breaking the rules
My six year old’s asking what oral sex is
What do I do in times like this

Date night, date night,
me and my woman having private time
Date night, date night
Gonna lock the door and leave the world behind
Date night, date night
My baby and me we're gonna bump and grind
Date night, date night
When we get together everything's just fine


I just got pulled over again
Lawman’s trying to get under my skin
But nothing he says don’t bother me
‘Cause tonight I know where I’m gonna be

Date night, date night
Me and my woman having private time....

Don't Go Golfing

I hit some balls today. It was the first time since mid December that I've been able to do this. I didn't go to the range. I just hit some into the net. I'm talking about golf just in case you didn't know. Not golfing, just golf. This is kind of a pet peeve of mine, and my son. People play golf. Golf is a noun. One cannot golf, go golfing, golf a ball, a shot,or anything else related to the game of golf. No one goes baseballing, basketballing, or even soccerring. Why would you expect someone to go golfing? They can't. There are no golfers, only players, not playaz yo, players. So do me a favor, show the game and those who love it some respect, and address it correctly. Nothing exposes a hackychopper quicker than when he/she says he went golfing, just golfed, or golfed a game today. Golfing golfers going golfing. I'd rather watch soccer than hear another word about the game they golfed.
Anyway, even with the long layoff, I hit it like a God today. I only hit about ten shots, but absolutely flushed every one. Who needs practice? I'm going to take my son to the course and kick his ass for his birthday next weekend. Happy birthday Ian! I'm sure he'll have a different perspective on the upcoming event. You might find something on his blog, Pureplayergolf. He is just that too. The kid hits it like a machine. He's nearly technically perfect. With some size, and a little short game work, he could make a living playing this game. Gee, that would be unfortunate. I've got my caddie application already filled out.
I'm going to change the subject now. My youngest daughter is five years old now, and I feel really lucky. Three, four, five, and six year olds are the absolute most fun that kids can be. Period. They do the most basic things with the most uninhibited joy you will ever see. These years are very special, for both you and your child. If you don't enjoy them, I feel sorry for you. You've really missed out. My little Sugar Bear makes me laugh every single day. My other three kids did too when they were that age. I might talk about some of the things they did later. I'm too tired tonight. Long day. Thank you to my beautiful Green Eyed Mama, and plo at forcryeye for the comments. Yes we are married.

Mike and Air Life

I have a friend named Mike. He's from a Province in China that I cannot pronounce. He recently became a U.S. Citizen. He told me," I so excited. Now I can vote for the Presidentio Erection."... I thought that was funny. I told him Bill was't running. He didn't understand.
I recently saw the World Air Guitar Championships on TV. I had no idea. I had to watch. I thought Air Guitar was only what drunken high school morons did in a lame attempt to look cool. Apparently these guys grow up to become drunken adult morons.
Air Guitar? Get real. It's like playing a real guitar, only without the guitar, and way easier. I wonder how Eddie Van Halen would do in a head to head match against Air Guitar Champion Ochi"Dainoji"Yosuke. Would Eddie be out of his league? Would he be able to pretend to play Eruption as well as the Champ? Who decides who won, Air Judges? What would the winner get, an Air Trophy?
While we're at it, Maybe we should start a whole new league dedicated to Air Sports. I think we should start with Air Soccer. Instead of being bored to death watching two teams kick the ball back and forth across the midfield line,... for six hours,... without ever getting within shouting distance of either goal. We could watch two teams PRETEND to kick the ball back and forth across the midfield line,... for six hours,... without ever getting within shouting distance of either goal. What fun! The players could get "Air" Injuries. They would pretend to be hurt and roll around on the ground like they had been shot just like they do now, but without a real ball. I think this could be really big, especially in France.
I checked. and yes, you can buy an Air Guitar on ebay.

The politicians are way ahead of the game, especially the Democrats. They have two Air Candidates running for their nomination. Neither one of them has any actual substance.Hillary is pretending to run as a straight woman, although she is neither. While Obama is the Candidate for change. I actually think we might be able to afford that. Even I have lots of change.
I'll go check my piggy bank!

Project Conquest

It's been nearly a week since my last post. I'm still recovering from Dumbass Day. I didn't realize how much it took out of me until just today. I started feeling a little less negative about things late this morning.
I can get into a really negative allowing state sometimes. A combination of the right frustrating circumstances seems to be the easiest way to get me there. I'm getting better about recognizing when I'm there, but sometimes it can still take a few days to come out of it.
I began seeing things more positively again today. Good things should start happening soon. Projects we are working on should start moving forward. We're building a car for my soon to be 16 year old son. I have a theory about kids and their first cars.I'll write about that another time. I guess we'll see how it works out pretty soon.
The car we found is a 1988 Turbo Conquest. It's in really nice shape,and has all the cool stuff that was available in 1988. With rear wheel drive, (which is huge in my book), four wheel discs, independant rear suspension, rear anti lock, intercooler, fuel injectiion, leather, and power everything. It's one of the coolest rides available from the late eighties. Made by Mitsubishi, sold by Chrysler, it was limited in production. We haven't seen another one around here in a couple of years.
We pulled the engine and are in the middle of a complete overhaul. We're keeping it basically stock, except for a few minor modifications aimed at curing some of the original designs weak points. I'm very excited about it and can't wait to drive it.
I'll post periodic updates as the project moves forward. I know this wasn't all that entertaining, but maybe it'll get me back into the swing of things. It's getting late, so thats all tonight...out.

Dumbass Day

Yea, I know there's not much to read here. There was, that is until my Dumbass Son tried to start his own blog and proceeded to delete mine. Between the latin labor force and the wannabe engineer cowboys I work with fucking up everything they came into contact with today, and then watching Captain Dipshit delete my blog, today is officially Dumbass Day.

February 8, 2008 DUMBASS DAY

Please mark this on your calendar so next year you can prepare. I know I will!