My Dream House

As a new owner of an old home, my dream house is any one that doesn't have thousands of dollars worth of repairs and landscaping in its immediate future. I wouldn't turn down lakefront property either.

One Thing I Learned Recently

I've re-learned that the Rockies suck.

2009 came and went (nearly) in Thornton…

I’m not sure if anyone is actually reading this or has an RSS feed to this place anymore.  I doubt it.  I sure as hell wouldn’t.  But, I need to get back into the practice of writing, so this is as good a place as any.

Let me start with a recap of my year.  It’s been an eventful one.  A good one, to be sure.

The Rockies made the playoffs!  I’m primed to turn 25 any week now – that’s nearly a quarter century!  I got a job!  A job I enjoy!  I don’t wake up in the morning dreading the prospect of going to work.  Wonderful.

Most importantly, I’m getting married.  That’s next year, however, and slated for my big November-2010-haven’t-updated-blog-in-a-year-post.

What a miserable gobshite I’ve been!

I have allowed my glorious blog to lapse into oblivion. What a horrible tragedy.

Joyriding to History 101

I think Rhode Island is slowly turning into bizarro America…Ok, turning into may be an understatement.  Since its conception, Rhode Island has always been a little…different.  Smallest state, first to declare independence, last to ratify the Constitution, johnny cakes, etc.  I mean, what’s up with James Woods?

Two young men, ages 15 and 16, were arrested earlier for stealing a car.  Ok, that’s pretty standard.  However, the two stole the car in a successful bid to make it to school on time.  Which leads me to wonder what the punitive measures are for tardiness and/or truancy in Little Rhody.  Most kids who steal a car are doing it to get as far away from school as possible – bombing down to the border to become dive instructors in Tijuana or something.

Apparently the cops had a problem with their chosen method of consummating their compulsory attendance duties.  A classic case of damned if you do, damned if you don’t.  Steal a car, get to school on time – that’s a paddlin’.  Late to school – that’s a paddlin’.  Avoid the problem entirely and skip – that’s a paddlin’.  You get the picture.

Anyway, bizarro America.  Right.  Who in their right minds steals a car and then drives to school! ?  If you’re going to steal a car and take it to school, at least make it a Porsche and pick up the ladies in the school parking lot.  Not that I would advocate car theft…But if you’re going to do something stupid, you may as well go big or go home.  Which is why we have the Darwin Awards…but that’s another topic entirely.