Friday, August 19, 2005

For meeting that special someone

The fatman IM'd me a like to some pictures that were taken at GenCon2005 and I just had to crack up at this company called www.rpgmatches.com and it's a service to match up gamers either in game or in real life... the choice is yours ;)

Link to the picture

I can imagine one of the testimonies...

So um, yeah like Lord Rodolfo(LR) and I met while playing WOW after getting his information from www.rpgmatches.com and let me tell you it was WOW. I mean he was like a lvl 40 cleric and I was lvl 47 rogue and I really thought the lvl difference was like going to be a hindrance. Turns out it wasn't, I mean he was like a really good um... healer and stuff and we just hit it off LOL. Yesterday we got like married, in game of course, and it was just beautiful. I mean there were like 20 other people there and met some really nice players and stuff and the new outfit that LR got just for the wedding was awesome. He had to like craft for like 4 days to get enough gold for that tunic he was wearing. My friend bekki said it was even better than the one we saw Jingy boy wearing the other day, and that was like you know, da bomb.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

The world wants me a this weight

This morning I wanted dougnuts from the vending machine. You know the ones... the "crunchy" ones made with coconut. Well they were there (normally a rarity) but they were behind some cupakes. So of course I had to get the cupcakes first before I got my dougnuts. After purchasing both I find that the machine has alternating cup cakes and breakfast items.

Lunch was purchased for me from the fatman (thx again dude) and I can't pass up free food...

All week long it's been people buying me lunch or dinner... it rocks... I'm not going to pass it up... but damn... I was trying to be good but these cup cakes are right here!


Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Time to give up the binky

The devil spawn's mother called again on Monday. This time she's asking my wife what she thinks about getting Damien a new blanket.
Okay here's the deal. My wife stole the blaket that Damien would carry around. You see the kid is 3.5 years old... so it's time to give up the binky. This thing was a comforter for a kids bed. However it currently does not look like that. You see over the last 3 years the blanket has not been washed. It has been dragged through dirt, grime, dog shit, dog piss, human piss, dog vomit, and watever else is in that God forsaken house. One particular day my wife took the binky away after Damien dragged it through dog vomit. She placed in the washing machine. She was at the demon spawn's house so she didn't turn it on or anything. Later that day she gets a call from the demon spawn's mother and she said that she "found the binky" and gave it back to him. When my wife said that she put it there because of the dog vomit... the response was "Oh, I should probably wash it then, shouldn't I?"
Yep, she pulled it out of the washing machine and gave it back to him without washing it.
Anyway. He was getting away from using the binky before we left for Canada. The day before we left, the mother gave it back to him as a reward for not crying that morning. My wife would not let it in the house.
When we got back to town, the plan was to steal the binky and burn it when all of this was over. My wife succeeded in her plan and we have the binky wrapped up in a garabage bag at the house. The mother of the demon spawn called asking her if she had seen it... my wife made some noise around the house like she was looking for it and told her "nope... don't see it" and left it at that. That was a week ago.
Now the demon spawn's mother talked to her mother and she suggested that she take Damien to the store to get a new one... my wife told her not to...
Don't know what the demon mother chose to do... but my guess is that she did it.

Jack and Jill Interlude (Jill's lament)

Jack is alone in the apt that he, the twins, and Jill used to occupy. Since Jill is no longer helping with the rent Jack needed someone to move in with him. Jack Sprat(JS) and his wife were having issues since she would not eat any more lean. JS’s lean was getting “lonely” so they split up and JS moved in with Jack.

Raggedy Andy went over to Jack’s house to see how he was doing since the break up. In typical male fashion however, they really didn’t talk about relationships… the talk revolved around their computers as usual since that was the only real “safe” topic these days. Jack was putting the twins to bed as Raggedy Andy was coming into the apt. After the kids were safely a sleep they checked out the new “Relative Dude” movie. JS wasn’t there and so Raggedy Andy asked where he was. Apparently JS’s buggy had broken spoke on the wheel and therefore needed to be fixed. However it was clear JS was also doing other things since the buggysmith likes to go home before sunset. Raggedy Andy figured he was at the local pub.

Meanwhile back at the pub…

Jill has not been the same since Little Jack broke up with her. She’s not in the right frame of mind anymore and keeps looking for something to fill the void that has been there for years and is now feeling a bit bigger. Since Jack had the kids and Jill didn’t want to go home to the evil mother she did what anyone in her shoes would do… She went to drown her sorrows at the local pub. The place was dead.. it was two for Tuesday but it still didn’t draw much of a crowd. There was a few people playing pool and when one of the them bent over to pick up a pool cue from the floor Jill’s heart did a strange flutter. It was something that Jill needed at that moment, to feel something, anything.

The man stood up and turned around to make sure that the chalk hadn’t fallen on the floor as well. Jill saw his face and she immediately turned her head, but it was too late. JS had seen her and called her over. There was nothing she could do, so she went over there. It could have been the two rum and cokes she had already had or it could have been the cologne but JS looked…. different somehow.

The night progressed slowly. JS and Jill played some pool and drank a bit more. Jill would wag her ass in the air when she went for some of her shots. JS was showing off by playing behind his back and trying to do various trick shots. Cheesy lines came out of JS’s mouth as well. “8 ball, corner pocket” <> The songs on the Jukebox were slowly turning country as there was a group of wannabe cowboys hanging out. Jill and JS went outside to get away from the crappy music and to clear the air a bit, at least that was what Jill was thinking. JS on the other hand wanted to go outside because he worked at the pub on the weekends being a bouncer and didn’t want people who worked there to talk if things were going the way he had hoped they were going.

Out in the parking lot Jill and JS talked. She sort of asked how Jack was holding up, although she really didn’t care. JS quickly changed the subject to Jill’s recent job loss. Jill quickly changed the subject to television. Both of them knew the conversation was just a front and neither one of them wanted to make the first move. Jill wanted to smoke another cigarette so she asked JS if she could get a light. JS walked over to his car as Jill followed and opened it up and pulled out a lighter and lit it for her. JS then turned and sat in his front seat with his legs still hanging out of his car. Jill pulled a drag from her cigarette and leaned on the open car door.

“So I hear you took a trip to Gomorra” said JS. Jill didn’t want to talk about Gomorra, it was fun but very painful still. Every time she thought of Little Jack she got upset because he called shortly after that trip and said that his obligations to the Order were causing him more stress than he wanted and he wanted to end the long distance relationship. Jill still can’t believe that was the answer. She had to have done something wrong in Gomorra. Maybe it was the fact that she hadn’t lost enough weight… or maybe he didn’t like her in person… there had to be something more. But JS was here… and now… and there was something different about him.

The talk was always on the surface. Jill was getting a little tired and so she crouched down. JS’s crotch was now at eye level and she saw the bulge. She giggled and JS looked at her funny and realized what she was laughing at. “What?!? Ahh come on now I’m in the presence of a beautiful woman, how could it not?” JS knew exactly how push Jill’s buttons, both good and bad. He had been friends with Jack and Jill for awhile now so he had learned a few things here and there. “You want to touch it?” Jill was shocked and slightly intrigued by the thought of someone actually paying attention to her. The thought had already run through her head to do just that. So she did.

Jill got into her car and drove quickly away. What the hell just happened?!? She thought to herself. She called the only person who seemed to listen to her and not want to do things to her that all the Jacks in her life had done to her… Raggedy Anne.

Raggedy Andy picked up the phone and handed it Raggedy Anne after he found out who it was. Raggedy Andy rolled over and tried to sleep as Raggedy Anne went out into the living room to talk. They talked for about an hour. Jill wasn’t sure if she felt better or not. Anne kept trying to steer Jill into just being by herself. Jill had never really been alone before and all these guys who have been paying attention to her made her feel special. Jack hadn’t paid attention to her for years now… why would she want to go back to feeling alone? Anne was talking some sense… Jill just couldn’t see how to do it. She was jobless and the twins were demanding more and more of her time. How would she go on? She has done so many things in the last year that she regrets… how would she reconcile those things?