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1st weekend in 04

all good friends should match your decor

My internal calendar is completely fucked. Sundays feel like Fridays… Mondays feel like…. wrong.

Saturday was spent taking a whack at the office reorganization, this will take a while. We’ve decided to go ahead and open talks with our friends about occupying a nook at their loft downtown.

chrisglass showed up in the evening… His buddy Art was catching a train out of STL to return to KC the next day… Perfect excuse for a pop-in and crash-out.

Chris wound up returning from dropping Art off and staying the rest of Sunday…

UNO, O2, Mario Kart / Party and inventing words like “Froat” and “Porkubus”… This is typical of most of Mr. Glass’ visits. It’s a five-hour road-trip for him to hang out like a college student at a neighboring dorm room. It suits us well. *but we wish he lived 5 minutes instead of 5 hours away.

We need to get up to Cinci to veg-out in his living-room for a weekend.

 

I need to get outa the house more – I’ve noticed all of my photos have been from confines of our little house since the holidays hit.

I’m not blogging.

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o2

personal oxygen

After changing my mind for the third time on paint color for the library, involving a break-neck race back up to Home Depot just before closing – I wound up not getting to sleep until close to 3am.

Up… Got the ritual AM call from my mom where she screams into the phone:
“It’s Christmas Eve Dick. It’s Christmas Eve Ebenezer!”
When i still lived at home – I’d get this in person, shouted from my bedroom door.

Painted more…

Then off to my dad’s house for what may become my new Christmas Eve Tradition… To hang out… Eat frozen pizza, watch (gasp) “TELEVISION”, spend the night…. and….. this year… Hit Oxygen… So there on the table sat the Oxygen sampler kit from the nice company in Evergreen, Colorado.

Pop is… well… come on… He’s my father – so it doesn’t take a genius to deduce he’s weird.

If you’re looking for something obscure online – chance are he knows where you can buy it… (or has bought it himself).

So.. I’m sitting here… (Pop has a G5, iSight and broadband so I can document the experience).

I guess you’re not really supposed to get high off of the stuff….

Maybe I feel little perky.

“It’s Christmas Eve Dick! Stop blogging Ebenezer!”