Acclimating

Nikita and I are both still trying to acclimate to the Denver altitude.  Nikita still seems to be living on East Coast time and wakes me at ridiculous hours in the morning to go outside.  I am a bit more lethargic than normal (unfortunately Kita doesn't seem to have this particular problem), and I can't handle alcohol here that well yet (this was proven Friday night, but I am not going to re-embarrass myself by telling that story).  Also, I am ALWAYS thirsty....does anyone know if altitude causes this?  All I know is I drink about a gallon of water a day now, and that is not normal for me.

I am currently in the midst of searching for a job.  I had a few interviews late last week, and have another set up for tomorrow.  Keep your fingers crossed for me.  I had totally forgotten how stressful being unemployed and job hunting is.  Now, about this job search and in particular an interview I had Friday morning.  I went in, and talked to two different HR people with the company...both of the ladies I spoke to were very nice and I got along very well with them.  I did not leave feeling confident about the interview though.  Why you ask? Because they both mentioned the fact that I may not be "challenged" enough at the position.  I have two problems with this, the first being that it was a temporary (four month) position and honestly having a non-challenging job for a few months seemed kind of like a vacation to me (and I would have income while looking for my perfect dream job).  My second problem arose when HR lady #2 called me and informed me that they had chosen another candidate because I am "overqualified".  Umm really?  I wanted to tell her that I felt that I was overqualified to sit on the couch watching Oprah all day too.  Ok, not really Oprah I really can't stand her....but you know what I mean.  So anyway, the search continues.

Markus and I have many projects that we have been discussing.  I can't wait to get started on them!  One is a video blog uh vlog (?), another is a tshirt site, and last but certainly not least home-brewing beer.  Our major problems are coming from the video blog....we both seem to be idea people not onscreen talent.  Maybe we need start the brewing project first so we can have some liquid courage to enable us to be in front of the camera.  The tshirt site we already have, that was a project we started back in 2006 (or maybe 2007, I have no concept of time).  That project got pushed to the back burner when I moved back to TX because it just didn't seem to work with us being 1,000 miles apart.  We have a tendency to feed off of each other's humor and get our best ideas just hanging out being goofy.  Anyway, once we get everything going I'll give you all the details.

Here's Ducky & Munky at Denver Pride 2011:

*ducky hugs*

Lost Motiviation Found

I haven't blogged in a really long time, I mean a REALLY long time.  Lots has happened in my life since the last time I posted anything.  Some of you (if there is indeed anyone who still pops over here) are facebook friends of mine so you have a general idea about what's going on in my world.  Lately though I've been kind of neglecting facebook too.  Here's a rundown:

-  Conditions at my brother's company in GA were less than ideal.  The company is struggling and I rarely got paid on time, and I never got paid what I was supposed to get paid.  I'm all for helping the family out, but I have bills to pay.  As of right now I am owed a little over $10,000 in back pay.  Also, my brother lives beyond his means and has a newly remodeled kitchen, nice vehicles, is building a new shop/playhouse in his backyard, etc....it was hard to not feel unimportant and unappreciated.

-  I originally moved from TX to GA to help out my brother with said company and with my nephews.  I can't tell you all enough how much I enjoyed getting to know the munchkins!  Those are two of the most adorable, amazing little guys.  That being said, my brother had a tendency to not EVER want to, as he said, "babysit"....so I sort of became built in babysitter.  I have problems with this.  Ok, parents out there, is it really considered babysitting if they are YOUR children?  I love my little brother dearly but after living in GA for awhile I came to the conclusion that he is a selfish ass.

-  I got a new puppy!  She is the cutest, sweetest, smartest, best dog EVER.  She was originally my sister in law's mom's dog, but she couldn't keep her....so I adopted her.  Without further ado, here is Nikita the Wonder Dog:

Isn't she gorgeous!  Look at those blue eyes!  Gah, love love love her!!!!!


-  Back in June I got really fed up with my life in general and decided I really needed a vacation.  My dear friend Markus (aka Munky) in Denver, convinced me that a trip to CO would be ideal.  I agreed.  I flew out to Denver and spent a week hanging out with some old friends (I lived in Denver from 2005-2008), and had an absolute blast!  Munky began devising a plan to move me back to Denver....it was difficult not to consider it.

-  Upon my arrival back in GA my brother asked me if I was moving to CO....he is very perceptive about some things.  I was honest with him and told him I was considering it.  On July 12th I got into a very heated argument with my cousin/co-worker.  I was told that I was going to Hell for being gay.  I was told that I was sick.  I was told that straight white men are oppressed by women, gays, and minorities.  That evening I decided that I did not belong in a small town in GA.  I called Munky and we began planning my move.

-  On the morning of July 18th Nikita and I started a roughly 1,500 mile journey from GA to CO.  We arrived in Denver on July 19th at around 2:00 pm....yeah, we were balls to the wall on our trip.  We are both happier here.  Nikita is loving the cooler weather, and she has a new playmate (Munky's dog, Morgan).  I am thrilled to be in a more open-minded city, around old friends, and to be on a new adventure.  Now I must find a job!


 I am going to try (again) to actually maintain my blog on a regular basis.  Munky and I also have a plan for video blog in the works.  He is a graduate from the Art Institute and has a film degree....so we feel we should put that to some use.  More on that later.

I hope everyone is well, I have missed this corner of my world!

*ducky hugs*

Thank You

I would like to be remembered as a person who wanted to be free... so other people would be also free.

I just wanted to show my appreciation for the mother of the civil rights movement for her strength, persistence and courage on that historic day in 1955.

*ducky hugs for Rosa Parks*

Holiday Ramblings

I think I've finally recovered from my turkey hangover.  Actually now that I think about it, I really didn't eat that much turkey.  However, I did manage to eat A LOT of just about everything else.  My brother literally asked me how I eat and consume alcoholic beverages the way I do and still manage to not weight 982 lbs.  I'm pretty baffled by this as well...thank goodness for fast metabolisms I suppose.  The following pic was actually taken the day before Thanksgiving, but it is evidence of my alcohol consumption level.

And there you have it kids, the first official picture of me on the blog.  Drinking a big ass beer in a Mexican restaurant...probably not the most flattering pic, but it's a pretty good representation of me.

I had intended on writing a post yesterday, but immediately after coming into the office I realized that being off work for 4.5 days (yeah we bailed early on Wednesday) is both a blessing and a curse.  Much to my dismay a little office fairy did not swing by and do all my work in my absence.  I think I have everything caught back up now...I also thought that about 2 hours ago before finding out I was grossly mistaken. 

I had a really nice Thanksgiving.  We hosted, and our guests consisted of mostly Sandy's (sister in law) family....but my stepdad was able to make it out for a visit, which was super awesome.  Anyone who knows me, knows that I am domestically challenged.  And I mean REALLY challenged.  I was crazy stressed about helping with the food prep, but everything turned out beautifully. 

The real trauma of the weekend happened when I was helping Sandy put up the Christmas tree.  She is the biggest freakin' tree Nazi that I have ever encountered in my life.  Seriously.  About half way through I pretty much pretended to help and mostly just drank this vodka filled slush drink we concocted.

We Sandy somehow managed to spill hers at one point.  And they say I'm the klutzy one!  Ok, it's true I am klutzy, but I didn't spill my drink.  Also, after looking closer at this pic I see where my missing chapstick is.

I think the finished tree turned out quite beautifully.  Hat tip to my favorite Christmas Tree Nazi!

Also, in my opinion I managed to snap the most adorable photo EVER of my nephews.

I hope everyone is enjoying the holiday season!

Decisions, Decisions

Honestly I've been to my blog several times over the past few weeks, and I have thought about posting something.  Obviously that hasn't happened.  I really don't even know if anyone checks this damn thing anymore.  I have been considering shutting this blog down and starting over....or just drastically changing this one.  I'm kinda tired of the anonymous blog and changing names and being secretive and all that jazz.  I've been considering starting a new blog as the "real" me. 
At first I really had to post anonymously due to my job...but now that is no longer an issue.  I was also concerned about my family and the fact that they, or their friends, could possibly stumble onto here and read about some of the crazy shit that I do.  I suppose I have grown weary of feeling like I have to hide things.  I resent this blog now.

So yeah, there's my dilemma.

A month, really?  I didn't realize it had been that long since I posted something.  Lots and lots has been going on. 

Let's see, I got married.  Not for real married, just pretend married.  On a drunken evening she told me that she really liked one of my rings, so apparently I proposed marriage and gave her the ring.  I had just met her three hours earlier, and she's straight.  But let me tell ya, my wifey is smokin' hot.  Also, I have acquired a new girlfriend.  A for real girlfriend, not a pretend one.  She is super great and my family/friends adore her.  Odd thing here:  my wifey and my girlfriend are really good friends.  Fun times at the lake.

Also, I was at the midnight premier of Eclipse.  LOVED it.  If you haven't seen it yet, wtf is wrong with you? ;)  And if you happen to have a bar near you called Dos Copas...ok, really your favorite neighborhood bar will do...I highly recommend meeting friends there beforehand and having lots of fun, taking goofy pics, and a few drinks beforehand.  Just don't forget to use the restroom prior to the movie starting.  I'm full of helpful tips.

I wanted to catch up on some blog reading/commenting/emailing this weekend...but since it's a holiday I'm not even going to pretend that this will actually happen.  I'm going to work on getting caught up with all my bloggy friends lives starting Monday.  I hope you are all doing well.

*ducky hugs*

This Has Gotten Out Of Hand

So, I've been eating/drinking pretty consistently crappily (is that even a word?) since, well, forever...and lately I've been on a serious brain junk-food overload as well. It started out slow and all innocent, just reading a few mysteries, and watching a few reality shows. But my brain is all bloated and lazy and mushy now, I don't want to pick up a "real" novel that has heft, substance, or heaven forbid complex sentence structure. So, instead, I've spent the last couple of months playing. Horrible TV and alcohol binges for the most part, though I threw in some mindless gossip rags and several games of pool for good measure. That certainly has my brain functioning at peak form.

Now I think it might be time for me to get back to my Day Zero Project.  I checked on my progress, and my list is now 15% completed....better than the 9% I last reported, but still really damn embarrassing.  I need to feel like a somewhat productive member of society again.  And trust me, I've tried to convince myself that partying = productivity...but even drunk me didn't believe that load of crap.  I've been searching for songs/videos to keep me motivated during my latest endeavor.  The following video will be my inspiration...




aww, come on...I haven't said anything about my favorite pretend girlfriend in at least a five or six days, and the song does say "work" in it ;)



*also, please note that I somehow made this video fit in the appropriate amount of space.  I'm not exactly sure how I did that...but I'm still proud of myself.

Life Swap

I love Sandra Bullock acceptance speeches.  At the MTV Movie Awards she was presented with the Generations Award.  During her speech she said she wanted Betty White's life.  Well, Sandra, after seeing you kiss Meryl Streep and now this...




...I want your life.  Well except the whole lying, cheating, scumbag husband part.

I Needed A Kick In The Ass

Ok, forget the hiatus.  I had a phone conversation earlier that put things in perspective a bit.

Here's the back story.  Brooke is dating Jen again.  Oh yeah, she went back to the psycho.  I'm completely heart broken...blah blah blah.  BUT if I shut down, then I am letting her win.  And I will be fucking damned if I let her control my life.  I'll still be around, spewing my craziness (with a southern accent of course).  But no matter what, I am here...and I do matter.  Whether or not certain people recognize that appropriately, I'm not going away.

It seemed easier to hide in a hole, or drink myself into a stupor, but I'm not really one to just roll over and let life just happen to me.  I had two days of self pity, and I'm over it.  So screw you Jen and your manipulative ways, screw you "depressed me" that didn't want to get out of bed, and screw you cable for not having anything on that I want to watch right now.  But thank you Blogger for introducing me to some really amazing people. 

And Brooke, if you ever happen across this page I hope you know what you gave up yesterday.  I know that probably sounds angry and cocky.  But that's what I feel.  And what's the point of a blog if you're going to sugarcoat shit?



Welcome to the flip side.

Hiatus

Just wanted to let everyone know that I'm going to be taking a break from the blog for awhile.  I don't feel like I have anything to left to share or offer at the moment.  I have to work through a few things, then I might be back around.


I'll see ya on the flip side.




*ducky out*

More Theories, Less Work

After wasting dedicating a bit of time earlier today to my theories on my pretend girlfriend being a closet case, I scoured the internet to find something else to occupy my time.  Because, you know, work just wasn't entertaining enough. 

I found this article on Daniel Baldwin.  I am now convinced that Alec has convinced Daniel to move to Oregon so that he can visit and accidentally bump into Tammie.  I'm also pretty sure I should start applying for jobs as a soap opera writer.

*side note:  I spent way too much time looking for a picture of Alec & Daniel together before giving up and going with this one...obviously I need to work on my Google skills.

Next, I decided that my blog needed a little fixing up.  I wanted to change my header, so I played around with that for awhile...to no avail.  I really am not very tech savvy, and couldn't produce anything that was even remotely in the realm of being something that I would put on my blog.  And I put some really dumb shit on my blog....so use your imagination, multiply that by about 673 and you'll have a general idea of how craptastic it was.  I settled for relabeling all of my past posts.  I am not saying they are labeled well, nor am I saying that I labeled all of them...but I gave it a valiant effort.

Oh look, it's 4:57 that gives me just enough time to shut my computer down and go smoke a cigarette before heading home.

*ducky hugs*

No Need To Panic

Well well well...looks like my little K-Stew is getting some advice from former co-star Jodie Foster.  According to the article in People magazine Jodie told Kristen, "You know, you could learn a thing or two from me".  In my version of reality, this means that she's gonna show her the way out of the closet....and then she's going to introduce her to me.

exhibit a:

This is where Jodie is obviously arguing the merits of just being yourself.

exhibit b:

Kristen sees the wisdom of Jodie's words...which makes Jodie, and me, happy.

exhibit c:

And the most compelling evidence I have...Jodie huddled in a closet (ok, panic room) with Kristen circa 2002.

This either makes me a genius, or completely delusional...either way I was entertained for a good chunk of time when I was supposed to be working.

*hat tip to Peggy for sending me the link to the article

A Little Of This, A Little Of That

Hmm maybe I jinxed 'em.  The Seattle Storm handed the Dream their first loss of the season last night.  Sorry 'bout that Shalee...but really Sue Bird has been my pretend girlfriend for much longer. 

Also, I would just like to state that Jane Lynch aka Sue Sylvester cracks me up.  Here's a quote from last night's episode:  "You know, for me trophies are like herpes. You can try to get rid of them but they just keep coming. Sue Sylvester has hourly flair ups of burning itchy highly contagious talent."  I'm a bit saddened that next week is the season finale of Glee.  Thank goodness for basketball season.

On a more personal note, I can barely move today.  I only thought I was sore yesterday.  Sooooo, I either need attempt wakeboarding more frequently....or just stop.  Intermittently wakeboarding getting dragged behind a boat while a wakeboard is strapped to my feet, is not a good idea obviously.  I have sore muscles in places that I didn't know I had muscles.

My nephew isn't having a good day today.  I think the little munchkin is pretty sore too.  Apparently he was all hopped up on his pain medication last night and thought it would be a good idea to get out of bed and run around the house like a maniac.  It's really difficult to explain the benefits of resting and being still while recovering to a 3 yr old.  He is also very upset that he hasn't gotten to go on the boat/swim in "foreber"...the effects that lake germs have on gaping wounds also make no sense to him. 

This song is currently stuck in my head.  Thank you Doria Roberts for being freakin' awesome...

If this song gets stuck in your head, you're welcome....unless you hate it, and then I have to question your musical taste and/or sanity, but I still won't be sorry ;)

*waddle waddle, quack quack*

Dream A Little Dream Of Me

I love, love, love (did I mention love?) long weekends.  Thank you Memorial Day for letting me drink myself into a stupor on Monday rather than having to work.  Fun times.  I attempted wakeboarding again, and obviously this is not the sport for me.  I suck on a monumental level...and I am pretty sore and bruised all over.  Awesome.  I'm still trying to convince myself that this is not because I'm getting old...my younger brother is not helping matters though since he now refers to me as "the senior citizen".  He's so precious.

What was not so fun about the weekend?  My poor little nephew, Mason, had to have surgery.  He has MRSA which is basically a really fucking badass staph infection.  They sliced and diced his little leg almost to the bone to get all of the infection out.  I would post a pic, but in all honesty the cut made me gag a little bit, and I really don't want it on my blog for all eternity.  He is back home, resting and recovering.  I feel bad for the little guy...the docs said he doesn't need to walk until at least Thursday, and it's getting hard for the 3 year old to sit still. 

And now I will ramble about basketball for just a moment.  The Atlanta Dream is impressing the hell out of me this year...they are off to a 6-0 start this year.  The Dream are an expansion team that started in 2008...that year they only won 4, that's right 4, games.  Last year they improved to 18-16 which I thought was pretty incredible.  And this year they are the only undefeated team in the WNBA.  That being said the San Antonio Silver Stars and the Seattle Storm are still my favorite teams.  BUT I am glad that I finally live in the general vicinity of a WNBA team, maybe I'll get to catch a game or two this season.  Also, thank you Dream for providing me with my pretend girlfriend of the day....


Shalee Lehning

Holy Wow

Good:
I would like to take a moment to announce to world that I have the best cousin EVER.  Cousin It just informed me that she bought me a gift that will be shipped to Georgia shortly.  I'm quite certain that another "It Makes Me Smile" post will be popping up real soon.

Bad (possibly):
Brooke is still being weird.  I'm hoping that her being distant is just an effort on her part to assess her life and her wants and needs.  I kinda freaked out yesterday...but I'm trying to be more positive today.  Unfortunately, patience is not a virtue that I was blessed with.

Ugly:

The employee that got in an accident last week somehow managed to rear end someone last night.  The company trucks/trailers are dropping like flies.  I am not a fan of dealing with insurance companies...they pretty much suck.

So, tonight I'm sure I will be drinking...heavily.  But really, how's that different than any other day? ;)

It Makes Me Smile

I have one piece of jewelry that I never remove.  Ever.  It's this necklace....a Celtic Union pendant.  According to the nifty little paper that came with it, it symbolizes two individuals that overcome all obstacles to find each other.  I purchased two of these necklaces two years ago.  For those of you who have been paying attention that directly coincides with the time that Brooke and I first got back together.  Jen has long since threw Brooke's necklace away...but for some reason I can't bear to take mine off.  Seriously, it's been off for probably a total of two days since I got it...and that was due to my niece breaking the chain.  As I sit here typing, I'm trying to figure out if I'm being optimistic....or pathetic.  But either way the necklace makes me smile.  It reminds me of a happy time in my life.  And if that little paper was correct, just maybe, one day all of these crazy obstacles will be behind me us.  So for now I am going to continue to wear this pendant close to my heart and hope like hell that it's love, faith, and optimism rather than stupidity that's driving me.

Yo, VIP, Let's Kick It

Damn you Will Schuester!  This song has been stuck in my head since last Tuesday...can't wait to see which one it's replaced with tonight.

And since it is Glee night, I think I'll have a Glee-themed pretend girlfriend today.  Hellooooo Cheerio ;)

Have I mentioned that I love Glee?  Yes?  Ok, just checking. 

On a somewhat related note, I think I'm just going to stick with my pretend girlfriends from here on out.  I don't seem to have much luck with the real ones.

Speaking of Pretend Girlfriends....

I just received a text message that included a picture of this magazine cover:

I wonder what it says about me when my sister in law feels the need to text me "news" like this?  Also, I wonder if it's mine? 

Basketball is Basketball

This WNBA promo made me incredibly happy. I've been waiting to see marketing like this for the women's game for roughly eleven years now.  Also, any opportunity I have to see my pretend girlfriend, Becky Hammon, makes me giddy.

In related news, I just realized that I have a lot of pretend girlfriends. 

That Isn't A Pot O' Gold At The End Of My Rainbow

So, remember how I told you that Brooke's ex, Jen, was probably plotting to kill me?  Well, that might be partially inaccurate.  In a very interesting phone conversation I had with Jen recently, she told me that she hoped I was run over by a car...she later changed that to wishing me a slow painful death via cancer.  I can't imagine why Brooke would ever break things off with this lovely individual.  What is more baffling is that Brooke ever broke up with me to date this person...and I use the term person very loosely here.  I actually think she might be Satan, cleverly disguised as a lesbian.

In other news, when I arrived at the office this morning I had a message from an employee who informed me that the transmission went out in the company truck he was driving.  He then explained that he purchased some transmission fluid because the levels were low and that it seemed to be running fine.  Then he called back to tell me that while he was still on the side of the highway a semi truck hit the trailer that was attached to the truck he was in.  Seriously, did I sleep through like 4 days?  Is it really Monday?  Am I being Punk'd?

And people wonder why I drink.