I’m going to try and update my blog more often, maybe daily. I’m feeling really optimistic right now so that might change. A journal of my exciting life with some cut and paste filler. You’re not going to get many pictures, only because I hate uploading pictures. If you’re still reading this, you’re pathetic!! Get your own life. So let’s catch up on my life as you know it. The needle on my gas gauge didn’t stay above “F” but it was on the F. I questimate that I rode my bicycle almost 80 km this weekend and zero k's on my car. Parked it Friday night and didn’t start it until Monday morning. That bike was the best investment I’ve ever made. I never did get over to see Mike Barton this weekend. I’ll call him tonight or tomorrow. I think John bought six new shirts for under $56 bucks. Old Navy had plain tee-shirts on for $2.99, he bought three. Washington Redskins didn’t play until Sunday night, but I still think it was a good decision to pass on the free Ti-Cat ticket. Theresa will be happy to know that I didn’t drink those five beers alone. I opened the first beer while I was barbecuing the pork rib’s, covered in Diana sauce. Kevin was there for at least half of that beer, so technically I didn’t drink alone. Sam and Todd finished off beers 2 through 5 after the game and wouldn't share with Tara. Sunday I rode through the residential area of Westdale. There are some nice old homes up by MacMaster. I sat on a picnic table to watch the boats getting launched and had a nice conversation with an old couple that were waiting for the Trolly. Did you know that the Trolly ride is about an hour round trip and only cost $2 bucks? I do now. Sunday evening was quiet. Got a call from Karl, we talked about golf for the most part. Went to work today. Left early by using the excuse I was dropping off film at Costco. Got gas on the way home, even though I didn’t need it. It was $96.5 and only squeezed $17 worth in. I’m back above the F. Stopped to grab $26 worth of groceries, did the dishes and caught up on my blog. Did anyone read the bomb that Kevin left as a comment on my blog spot? Who? What? When? Where? Why?


I want a love that’s right but right is only half of what’s wrong.