I met up with family at a park to give the kids a chance to hang out with each other, and the adults to have some conversation about anything but Christmas gifts. Once I realized that we were sitting there talking and being amazed about some restaurants new menu I decided that, I'm too young to be that old, so I went and played with the kids.

I tossed a Frisbee around played tag, snapped photos, tickled and chased my little nephews around, even though our partial goal was to tire the children out it backfired. I was the only one with drained batteries and conceded to the bench and rejoined the "adult" conversation...which at that time was about diet soda.

we went for a walk on the nearby trail and I was bombarded with jealous kids fighting to walk with me, I looked over at my daughter to see her basically telling me with her eyes that I better shake all of them off and walk with her so I did what any father would do, paid her off. I carried one of my nephews and held the hand of the other while the last one decided he was content to just hold my pant leg as we walked which was cool until he decided to pull my pants down and I had no free hand to stop it. lunatic.


The trail was long and winding until we got to this part which REALLY, REALLY makes me want to get back into photography, for whatever reason I fell in love with the sound of our footsteps on this wooden walkway. Birds could be heard in the distance along with those random sounds in the trees and surrounding brush that made some of the kids a little uneasy. Smiles, jokes a trip and fall, subsequent knee scrapes and few splinters later our walk with nature came to an end and I was ready to get in my bed. Upon our return to the play area of the park I promptly canceled my night out.

I got home and brushed the dust off of my SLR... I think some of my crappy photo's will start to make a signals fade debut.

My daughter had her first chorus performance, it was horrible. Not sure what was off, the children, the mics or the speakers.

i watched a motorcycle run into the back of an SUV. These sort of things are normally not funny but this guy tried to stop and did...sorta and as he tapped the back of the vehicle he lost his balance and tried to save the girl that was riding on the back and to summarize the fall, the bike its owner and passenger became property of the ditch.

where is everyone's Christmas spirit? i was a line and the cashier obviously had some physical impairments so he scanned his items a little slower than most. I don't mind being patient within reason so it didn't bother me at all, his attitude was better than any cashier Ive dealt with anywhere in the last decade, that alone is enough for me to not mind the wait. The people in front of me and behind me were really rude to the poor guy but he kept smiling. I dont know if he was just happy to have a job in this economy with his disability or if he was high, or maybe it was all a front. Kudos to him for finding away to get a paycheck and keep a smile on his face while people are being assholes. Bah humbug to the jerks who could have just went to another line if it was that much of an issue.

I need a new book to read, im mostly into books on philosophy. I can normally extract some level of interest out of anything considered informative, suggestions?

its sad what religion can do to otherwise good and smart people. just accept the fact that no matter what you do or say, that guy is going to believe what he wants and you are going to do the exact same.

I know I've brought this up before but I must say it again, Inception was good but overrated.

I sat at a bar the other night and had a pretty lengthy conversation with a complete stranger about things I cannot remember. I need to do that more often.

Last night I had a dream...more like a mental video of a memory, where my brother and I were at a park with my father where there was this tube slide that I simply would not slide down. I climbed up the ladder and looked down it but couldn't see any light the end. I climbed down and looked up the slide, still no light. I took a step back and looked at the slide. It was rusted, cold and metallic even though I watched my brother go in and come out with no problem and my father assured me that nothing would harm me, I never went down that slide.

I remember crying when they demolished the park because I never got a chance to try the slide.

Life is a lot like that slide, and in so many ways I am still that punk ass child that didn't bother sliding due to the fear of the unknown...

I'm not going to miss out this time.

some people buy weed and lap dances, i buy watches and laptops.

why is it that all of the people i know with apple branded products seem to share the same brain? somehow after getting a mac book pro, they have become an exact replica of the people used in apple ads. the latest it thing, mostly in the apple world, is this electronic butterfly in a jar. they sit this thing next to their laptop or ipad and are amazed beyond my comprehension. its so underwhelming in person, its battery powered, and there is a visible wire attached to the fake butterfly which essentially shakes the rectangle that the wings are attached to which gives the "illusion" of fluttering wings.

I've lost hope. i dealt with them slowly but surely changing their style of dress, music and lingo now this has just gone too far. it makes me think of when i went into an apple store and overheard a woman tell one of the salesmen

i want an apple laptop, what does it do?

it took all i had to just leave the store without turning around and asking her

how the hell is it that you decided you want something without knowing what it does?

im no saint when it comes to buying things i really have no use for but, i cant recall a time i paid for something without knowing why. I don't know why I'm even way over here when the original topic was about this silly butterfly contraption.... me and my scatter brained rants, my apologies.

i remember being shocked watching a zebra kill a lion, nature is crazy like that sometimes, i was reminded of that clip when i read a story yesterday about a man in a business suit, that approached a bum and stabbed him multiple times.... these sort of things usually happen the other way around.

what is happening to my socks? they enter my dryer and vanish without a trace. the worst part is one damn sock per pair runs off, that wouldn't be much of an issue if my socks were all the same color.

sometimes i wonder if the lack of money plays a bigger role in the root of all evil than the love of money.

i met a white south african named abbey. i love her accent, i think she has daddy issues, i thought almost all of them hated brown skin.

i get depressed when fat chicks hit on me. most of them have the worst self esteem in the world so if they feel bold enough to approach me, it makes me think they think no one would want me so they have a chance.

i hate when i get told I'm an asshole for not being attracted to fat women, i simply get nothing out of a woman whose stomach sticks out further than her boobs.

poop diapers are the absolute worst thing about babies... except for the ones that are ugly and miserable of course.

I spent a lot of time with my niece and nephews, there is something about a chorus of children singing off key and out of tune that tickles me. They sang loudly and asked for requests, i watched them under the tree, sway left to right on the tire swing with their eyes big and taking in the sky arguing amongst them selves about how big it is.

We rode horses, played tag, ate a nice meal, off in the distance a TV was blaring, my football team won. I met some new people, an interesting couple, a single father and his funny looking daughter.

Got a phone call from an old friend out of the blue, we're going to chill later tonight, catch up on a few things, its been a while. Caught a really good deal on a mp3 player for my daughter for Christmas, I feel good. Overall today has been one of the better days I've had in a long time. I'm thankful for it, to my blog buddy Tha L , looks like I finally got a chance to have that day I felt was long over due.