Painting

Sean: I think we put too much lacquor on this window, a second coat doesn't really soak in
Goody: by "we," do you mean "you?" and by "you," I mean me.

a single tear for you

Sorry for not producing any rhetoric here, I've been busy as shit gets hectic quick when your family dies and whatnot.

I'm not going to try and claim I haven't cried throughout this process. I have. Manly tears. But yeah, when I found out my sister is actually ready to ship out to rehab, I cried. But happy tears, like I honestly never cried because I was happy before.

Recent times I remember crying not as a result of heavy drinking: Papa's death, last match w/ UCR (although since I have played some very out of shape and lackluster B side), and a bunch times over my folks...but yeah, never because I was happy.

Sorry, I didn't want this to resemble a serious post...um, please direct your comments as to what level of homosexuality this brings me to. If I were you and reading this, I would feel compelled to use the word "Felcher"

Rehab

I toured a potential Rehab center today.....one for Jacy. Whoddathunk Jacy would be in rehab before me?

lawyers.

Lynn: So do you just have an estate lawyer or what?
Goody: I have a team of lawyers, high priced ones.
Lynn: I've always known that I'd hear you say that phrase...
Goody: yeah, me too, I just didn't think I'd be on this end of it.

Stealing Jokes

Q: Which one of these doesn't belong: Meat, Eggs, Wife, Blow Job?

A: Blow Job, as you can beat your meat, you can beat your eggs, you can beat your wife, but nothing beats a good blow job.

stolen from eric miller, who stole it from something else.

In retrospect....

while spackling the 6 million thumb tack holes in my room, I now understand why my dad wasn't happy with me hanging every single comic book I owned on the wall...or later when I hung every football card I owned, or for when I punched holes in the wall for that matter...

One of these things is not like the others...

Bruce Wayne, Goody Good, Peter Pan, Peter Parker.

If you said Bruce's obvious lack of alliteration, I guess you're right but that's not what I was going for. Goody doesn't fit in, for while he is an orphan, he does not wear tights....yet.

It's a hard knock life

Life at the orphanage has been pretty so-so this week. My experience as captain of the rugby team has allowed me to rise quickly in the ranks of my street urchin rabble. I've instituted newspaper selling as a guise for our pickpocket operation.

However, the adoption process isn't going so well. Most of the people who come in tend to take the cuter, younger children. Also, most of the prospective seem to be either younger couples or older single women, while I'm sort of hoping to be adopted by either jungle animals or pirates.