Remember, a dog is not just for Christmas. It can also be for a birthday. In fact, you can eat them all year round.
Ladies and gentlemen… I present to you Ava-Mae Degan.
My little niece
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1. I will talk to my cats as thuoght they are people, and sometimes even sing songs where i substite their names for the real lyrics.
2. Walk around aimlessly.
3.Make random, stupid loud noises.
4. Waste time on Tumblr or facebook (damnit)
I am going to do this. Because i know how interested everyone is in what i think and do :p
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Can you think of any more?
i love this time of year. the fresh smell of urine against the pavement, and feces in hotel stairwells. sexual harassment is on the rise & grown men are yelling obscenities at their television sets. woman, grab me a beer & let the game begin!!!
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Anonymous asked: re: pregnancy post. You don't have kids do you (rhetorical question.... the answer is obvious).
correct! I know I shouldn’t answer a rhetorical question, nor a facetious one for that matter, but I will. I don’t have kids. Hopefully one day. At the moment my cats will do. But don’t get me wrong, i am extremely sentimental and the idea of creating a child with my wife almost brings a tear to my eye. I just see the difference between an accomplishment (raising a child) and an act of God (getting pregnant).
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My brother is pregnant!
Well, actually his wife, but I thought I would start with that sentence to suck you in, thinking that I was somehow reporting on a medical breaktrough that allows men to get pregnant. Sorry Elton John, looks like you’ll have to stick to adoption for the time being.
Anyway, they will have a baby in a matter of days. I’m extremely excited and can’t wait to meet it and be the uncle that buys it loud and annoying toys. Excited, anxious, stoked, ecstatic… yes. Proud? No.
What, why not?
Good question. And since a blog is meant to be a monologue I would ask you to stop interrupting and listen to my answer.
I am proud of my brother, and his wife for many things. They are good people, they are loving, they are buldinga good marriage, Sean writes good music and his band rocks (facebook.com/crystalcoveband), Manda is awesome and i couldn’t hope for a better sister in law. But pride is not a word that comes to mind when I think about their pregnancy.
The reason being is pregnancy is a natural result of mating (or sex). Our bodies are designed for it, in fact all other animals are designed for it. My mentally impaired cats could do the same thing if I hadn’t cut off their balls and ovaries (well not me but the vet).
I am sick of expectant parents and new parents thinking they are the cats pyjamas for getting pregnant and pushing out a child. Yeah whoopdy freaking do, you had sex and nature took it course. I can understand your excitment and share your joy, but you are not special yet. Come back to me in a few years when you have done the hard yards. When you have been through the trials of life with a kid, loved it unconditoinally even when it doesn’t deserve it and done all you physically, mentally and spiritually can to give the child love, nurture, food, safety and care. Then I will be proud, then you will be special, then you will be parents that I look up to, respect and am proud of. Parents like mine, parents that I know my brother and his wife will be!
I’m stoked Sean and Amanda are low maintenance pregnant people. They are joyful and excited, but they realise there is nothing special about what they have done… yet. They know that the special part, the important part awaits them and I know when I look at them years to come, I will be proud because of their accomplishments as parents. Until then I am just proud of the fact that Sean found someone to have sex with him.
Just so you know this blog has been given the approval of my brother.