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July 31 Tuckle makes a deal with David GraySweet jugglin' jeebus, one of my favorite hombres, David Gray, will be in Canada next week--Montreal on 8/7, and Ottawa on 8/8. Ach, should I see if I can get time off work and go to one of the shows?!? Cripes, I really dig this guy, I really would love to see him perform again. Dammit David Gray, why couldn't you be coming to Toronto? Shiat, you know I won't be able to make it to Montreal or Ottawa. Frick and frack.
Okay David Gray, let's make a deal; I will not come to either of your shows next week, but the next time I see you, you have to play "This Year's Love", m'okay? Shake on it. It's just I like you so dang much.
 1/2 a conversation with the esteemed MattFrom: Tuckle Sent: July 31, 2006 11:57 AM To: Matt Subject: RE: busy? Absolutely...I posted it on my blog, with the title "Yes Virginia, there really are rednecks in Ontario" From: Matt
Sent: Monday, July 31, 2006 11:53 AM To: Tuckle Subject: RE: busy? Wow I really need to see your blog in that case. From: Tuckle
Sent: July 31, 2006 12:01 PM To: Matt Subject: RE: busy? You mean you haven't been reading it all along? For shame. From: Matt
Sent: Monday, July 31, 2006 12:11 PM To: Tuckle Subject: RE: busy? I just took a few days off boss. That's all. From: Tuckle Sent: July 31, 2006 12:39 PM To: Matt Subject: RE: busy? Yeah right.
From: Matt Subject: RE: busy?
It's true. From: Tuckle Sent: July 31, 2006 12:46 PM To: Matt Subject: RE: busy? You've been reading it all along? Hmm. From: Matt
Sent: Monday, July 31, 2006 12:54 PM To: Tuckle Subject: RE: busy?
Yes even the one where you mentioned me. From: Tuckle
Sent: July 31, 2006 01:02 PM To: Matt Subject: RE: busy? Good thing I didn't say anything bad about you. From: Matt
Sent: Monday, July 31, 2006 1:00 PM To: Tuckle Subject: RE: busy? Like you would! From: Tuckle
Sent: July 31, 2006 01:06 PM
To: Matt Subject: RE: busy? If I did, it would be a gross exaggeration of the truth. *cough* From: Matt Young > Sent: Monday, July 31, 2006 1:02 PM
To: Tuckle Subject: RE: busy?
Jerk. You ever looked in the mirror and saw something that resembled a jerk? From: Tuckle Sent: July 31, 2006 01:06 PM To: Matt Subject: RE: busy? I did once, but someone was standing behind me. July 30 Yes Virginia, there really are rednecks in OntarioThat's a pocket bike pulling a child's wagon with a pet carrier inside. I guess this guy's ferret wanted to go for a ride.
A little.....morning wood to start your day off right. Prince Harry is happy to see you!
 July 26 This session's under.Lisa: Dad, I think you're over reacting.
Homer: I think you're under reacting.
Lisa: This session's over.
Homer: This session's under.
Lisa: Good bye!
Homer: Bad bye!
Shiat, that cracked me right up!
 Good Morning from...!!!!!!!
  Have a good day suckas! Add-onsI was brought up in a non-religious household. My mom's parents were Irish Catholic, and my mom was schooled by nuns and the whole nine yards. My dad's family was agnostic.
In our home, we were encouraged to be open minded towards different beliefs. Consequently, I've patched together my own notion of spirituality, which does not include a figurehead (i.e. Jebus).
Awhile ago, I started taking a few minutes before going to sleep at night to think about things I'm thankful for. Not prayers really, more like being conscious of being grateful for someone/thing. Counting my blessings, if you will. Usually I tack on a few things for other people: let my friend's pregnancy be an easy one, I hope So and So feels better, etc.
Tonight, it seems, my 'add-ons' are numerous. Here goes:
-Let radiation be not too terrible for Sarah's mum.
-Feel better Momma R (J-bot's mom). I hope surgery goes well and you're back to your old self soon.
-Brian and Deborah--hoping for a speedy recovery for Brian. Fingers x'd that radiation goes well for you, too.
-Deb; you've been thru so much this past year, and radiation was awful for you. Wishing for a clean bill of health for you come September
-New wee one; it'll be a long road, but you'll be okay. I hope you inherit your parents' strength.
A quote I like, from Willie Nelson:
"If you only learn one prayer your whole life, let it be 'Thank You' ".
We came thisclose to losing the Hoff Today *UPDATE*
David 'The Hoff' Hasselhoff says he sliced four tendons and an artery in his right arm last month in an accident in London. He was shaving when he hit his head on a lamp and it broke.
"I guess the hotel was built for short people," he says. "I lifted my head, and broke the lamp. One piece sliced my hand like beef. So I went into Mitch Buchannon rescue mode, 'What's the number for 911 in London?'" "The tabloids make so much stuff up," he says. "I was at Wimbledon, and they said I was escorted out drunk. ... Absolutely not. I don't drink anymore." Hasselhoff saw his star rise again as a judge on NBC's "America's Got Talent," produced by pal Simon Cowell. Still, he says he might not return for another season. "I don't know," Hasselhoff tells Newsweek magazine in its July 31 issue. "This is not my cup of tea. I signed on for one season, and Simon Cowell conned me into it: `Here's a lot of money,' and it's like "The Gong Show."' "I'm trying to get on a sitcom or maybe even my own show, 'Travels With the Hoff.'" The 54-year-old actor, who played lifeguard Mitch Buchannon on "Baywatch" for 11 years, is also writing his memoirs. "It's about growing up since I was 7 and realizing a dream," he tells the magazine. "But when I was out trying to save the world, I forgot to save myself." Classic Hoff! "What's the number for 911 in London?" will become my new catch phrase.
Also, I find it interesting that he was growing up since he was 7. I'll have to check with my mom, but I'm pretty sure I was growing up since I was 0. Do you see how advanced the Hoff is, people?! He's superhuman! July 24 It's a wonder...While I was cooking dinner tonight, I decided to give my Pops (grandfather) a call and see how he's doing.
We chatted a bit, while I was chopping, etc, and he asked what I was making for dinner. So I told him. Then he told me about how he had made 20 lbs of sausage last week, so I mentioned that's something I'd like to learn how to do. The conversation turned to the weather, and I mentioned that I had just brought some clothes in from the line, and they smell like pure sunshine and fresh air (that's a scent they should bottle. Better than any cologne I can think of). Pops said he had been talking to my dad, and dad was telling him about a pie I had baked on the weekend. We chatted on about matters of little import, and at the end of the conversation, Pops says "It's a wonder you're still single. You'd make a very good wife".
*thud*
Yeah Pops, it's a fucking wonder.
Grrr. Who You AreEver get that feeling that you're going thru the motions? That's how I felt today. Just a cog in the wheel.
You know, I realize life is short, really I do. I'm appreciative for what I have, and what I don't have (most of the time). But some days I have to wonder if this is it. Is this it? Working a job that I like well enough, but isn't anything like what I had imagined myself doing. Interacting with people who, more often than not, don't meet or exceed expectations---think about that--when is the last time someone exceeded your expectations? Some would argue that you shouldn't have expectations in the first place, but that doesn't seem very realistic. Or truthful.
On the drive to work this morning, I day dreamed about winning the lotto. I mean winning the lotto BIG. First, I'd make sure my family is taken care of. Houses, cars, education for the wee ones, resolving debts. I'd build a big place in the country for myself. Grow me a garden. Have people over lots. Travel the world. And that's it, really. Nothing overly grandiose. I wouldn't be filling a swimming pool with chamagne and hanging out with Diddy or anything like that. Just have the means and ease to do what I please. I wonder if I would get bored....granted, it'd take a good 10-15 years at least, but what to do when you don't have the drive to accomplish things?
That seems like a bigger question than I am up to answering at the moment. I think what I'm getting at is with or without financial/job success, life has to have a purpose. A purpose other than money. And expectations should be exceeded more often--that's one I could work on. One I am working on. Luckily, I'm sure I won't have to worry about getting bored if I win the lottery. I never buy tickets
 Stop light has it's part,
So I would say you have a part.
What's your part?
Who you are.
Who are you?
Who you are.
Pearl Jam July 23 Marine LandA couple of summers ago, I went to Marine Land with a guy I was seeing. When it came time to see the show the animals put on there, Guy insisted we sit in the first few rows, ensuring we'd get soaked when the whales jumped. He thought I didn't want to sit there because I didn't want to get my hair wet, but really I didn't want to sit there because I know what those whales do in the water.
 Potsie bugs the sh*t out of meSometimes, my sister's boyfriend bugs the shit out of me.
The other night, for instance; sister, bf (let's call him Potsie), our mom and me went out. Now, I should add Potsie came around long after our parents divorced, but he's well aware of our family history.
Anyway, Potsie is an electrician by trade, and he's been doing some work around our dad's place. So while we were out with our mom the other night, he feels the need to pontificate on the new 1500 sq foot deck our dad is building. 1500 sq feet is hella big for a deck. Some people's houses aren't that big. You can imagine that a deck that big ain't cheap, nor is the hot tub Potsie was over there doing the wiring for. Potsie went on and on about the deck, while none of us commented. Buy a fucking clue, Potsie!!
Our mom does okay for herself, but she's not in the same tax bracket as our dad, not even close. Both of my parents have worked very hard for what they have, but it's safe to say my dad is doing better financially.
This isn't the first time Potsie has been insenstive and brought up our dad in front of our mom---not that you can't mention one in front of the other, but keep the details to the bare minimum, would ya? Our mom doesn't need to hear that shiat. When I see Potsie's parents I don't bring up topics that would make them uncomfortable...but maybe I'll start.
End rant. Dirty Carrot...hehehehSelf explanatory.
 That's different.This is a vegetable called Romanesco. It's a cross between broccoli and cauliflower. It is weird. I do not think they sell this at my local grocery store. It sure is pretty to look at. Like an alien vegetable or something.  July 22 Going BlindOnce in awhile, I get mild eczema on my hands. A few years ago when I worked in a office with my step-mom's niece, the eczema flared up a little worse than usual, but was isolated to my right index finger.
"Ew, what's wrong with your finger?" step-mom's niece asked.
"Oh this? This is from too much masturbating" said Tuckle with a straight face.
She gave me an odd look, and a quick smirk, but I kept my poker face. Butter would not have melted in my mouth.
A few days later, step-mom's niece went to a party that my dad and step-mom were attending, and recounted the above exchange. Apparently my dad almost threw up when she got to the 'punchline'. While it would have been funny to see that, the niece showed a remarkable lack of judgement telling that story---I'm sure most fathers don't want to think of their daughters doing that.
For some reason that story came to mind tonight. Ah, fond(ling) memories ;)
The eczema is under control, but my vision seems a bit blurry. Hope I'm not going blind! The Name GameYesterday at work, I received a fax from a guy named Chuck Fling. The other day I said that Ned Skiffington was the greatest name ever, but I think Chuck Fling provides some tough competition. Ned Skiffington sounds like a TV weatherman's name, whereas Chuck Fling could be anything. A used car salesman. Manager of a Giant Tiger store. A lounge singer.
Truth be told, I think the coolest name I've ever heard is Sky Ryder. And that is his real name, because he's severely Southern and I don't think he could lie about it.
All this talk about names prompted a discussion with Matt about whether it's shallow or not to decline your future husband's name if you don't like it. I mean, what if your betrothed's last name is Buttsniffer or Shacklady? I wouldn't want to be Tuckle Buttsniffer. Anyway, Matt said it's not shallow. My view on it is that I've always been me, it'd be hard to change to anything, let alone something less than pleasing to the ears. ****************************************** My new cousin's name is Brayden, which is a lovely name. Welcome, little dude! ****************************************** In non name related news, my sister and her friends left for Cuba yesterday. I'm sure they're already full of rum and passed out on beach chairs. I told my sister to get her hair braided while she's there, because that's such a trashy look when you come back from vacation, but I doubt she'll do it. What a bore.
Alright, time to get this party started. Adios, suckas!
Mike, you're in my thoughts.
Pic of J-Bot looking like a tard:
July 20 Cousin news, etc
**************************************** Congratulations to my cousin Tanya, who welcomed her second son into the world a few hours ago. He weighed 8lbs 8 oz, is healthy, and is as yet unnamed. Welcome to the fam, Lil Cuz! fotosre: the sign about the towels; that pic was taken in a hotel room....made me wanna steal the towels. |
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