- Beautiful wife. Also brilliant and funny.
- Brilliant, beautiful funny kids.
- Most pets doing okay.
- House.
- Not getting bombed.
- Full tank of gas.
Why am I so goddamned cranky lately? Honest to god, I shook my fist at some kids the other day! They were crossing the street at a spot with poor visibility about 25 feet from the crosswalk, where I would have seen them better, and I nearly flattened the little morons. But still. I shook my fist at them. And they laughed. Probably thought, “hey look, some grey haired guy in a family car is shaking his fist at us. K3w1.” Little did they know I was listening to Godsmack at 45.
I turned it up to 50 and continued on to the supermarket, where I did the shopping.
So the wife isn’t brilliant and funny, too? Careful.
Fixed it.
Thanks, man.
Did you guys move your clocks forward too? Could that be the reason for being cranky? That’s what I’m blaming it on this week, or for however long I can get away with it.
Daylight savings time has commenced, yes.
Some clocks I moved forward. Some I didn’t, because I hadn’t moved them *back* for normal time. So now, for example, my car clock is three minutes slow instead of 57 minutes fast.
My dad listens to Godsmack. I find it quite odd.
“Jeepers, Mr. Living- Is that Godsmack you’re listening to?”
I laugh my ass off reading your blog all the time- thanks for making my days.