Man, shopping for groceries alone fucking sucks.
Scott just called me. He has purchased a full set of disc golf discs (which I’m assuming means he bought the Innova starter set) and wishes to play Oregon today.
Our weird summer obsession seems to be spreading. How can you lose? It’s hiking, it’s hanging out with friends, it’s getting out of the house…all in one! If you really want, you can add drinking to that too.
With all that’s been going on lately Jux has been spending a lot of time playing disc golf. I’ve got some pictures here of the madness. Some of these were taken by me, some by Kenny.
Continue reading »
Living alone is weird when it’s been a long time since you’ve last done it.
Continue reading »
Thanks Kenny.
Thanks Travis.
Thanks Samantha.
Scott, your phone was off, but I know what you would have done if it had been on.
Thanks everyone. Some of you have stood by me for more than a decade, through shitstorm after shitstorm. And here we are again, in the worst one yet [in severity, if not in my mood; I actually appear okay!].
Wherever my life goes from here, I know you’ll be there, in whatever way you can be.
You’re like family to me, and I mean that.
JUX DRAMA EXPLOSION.
STAY TUNED FOR UPDATES.
(Okay, pretty much everyone already knows what happened and knew this was coming because I’ve been talking about it, but still)
This is actually a serious question. I’m not at all concerned with what I appear to be, because much of what I say, and particularly how I say it, is crafted with the desire to project a certain image. This is especially true of this website. I know the demeanor I give off, and it’s intentional, for the most part.
The point of this poll was/is to find out what people think I would really be like when the chips are down. It’s presented tongue-in-cheek because that’s what I do, but it’s still a real question. I left ‘villain’ out because I assume that anyone who regularly reads this would not think of me as such, but it’s certainly plausible, and if so, feel free to voice your opinion in the thread. I’m listening.
Perhaps I shouldn’t be, but I can’t help but be curious if people think I’m basically self interested with a streak of goodness (anti-hero), basically good with a streak of self-interest (hero), or just self-interested (villain). Introspective lately, I guess. So far everyone’s voted anti-hero.
After a day of tagging by hand, all Picasso features are now available on their own category page.
This is day 2 with Xtreme deodorant. I feel less overpowered today.
I played 18 holes at East Roswell after work tonight with Kenny, and I lost 76 to 72, and I don’t even care, because I made the most awesome shot ever.
After my second shot had gone awry on a tree on hole #7 and landed me down the hill behind the trees and essentially one stroke behind, I had a very long putt to make it in in 4 and keep the game’s score tied [at that point].
So I boast something with false bravado and go for a safe approach shot, not wanting to go for the long putt and go over into the woods on the other side. I toss my Goblin and it lands about six feet from the hole and starts to roll a bit, just like it always does, when suddenly it hits a root, bounces up in the air, into the chains, and into the basket.
It was the most amazing, stupefying putt of all time. High fives were exchanged.