Moonrise

Thursday, August 30, 2007

No Michael Vick tonite. Let go of your disgust, Wolfie, feel the joy.



Actually pretty easy tonite. Busy early evening with the cubs. Took lil' wolfie to soccer practice at 1730hrs, swung around picked up Big Max and got him to Drumline by 1800, went back to soccer and watched lil' dude do some pretty freakin' amazing saves. He's The goalie. First time playing, he's actually got a knack for it.

An aside so's you don't get the wrong idea about me......Soccer.......Is.....Not.....A

SPORT!!!

Never understood it, never liked it, maybe never will. BUT, I sure do enjoy seeing the boy fire himself around with abandon. Now, He's beginning to like it.

And what's with Beckham? A Gazillion dollars, and he doesn't play? Durned Euro sissification if you ask me. I know you didn't ask ! Meds haven't completely worn off yet, but I shall try a "minor" point.

Joe Namath. Huh? Man's man. Busted hips, fingers, knees........did he Play? Dam straight. Couple injections here, couple there....he's righter than rain. Comes through for the team.
That's the spirit Joe!

(well of course we might notice that he's kinda stiff and hunched over and can't hardly walk....all to "entertain us.....)

But he was a man's man. (don't EVEN bring up that pantyhose thing). Be well, Joe. We all enjoyed your talent and heart.

Gotta take wolfie back to Peppertree, (Another "comfortable nickname to avoid the "my haus, Her haus" thing) about 2030 and then get Big Max from his practice.
The Princess Anastasia had "planned" to come over, but some really important 17 year old stuff came up.......heh.

Anyway, once again I'm so thankful to the Doc for this place Ive finally found.

Plan........Execute. Sweet. And being so bizzy and seein' the cubs makes me happy. Seein' the beautiful Mrs. P wasn't quite so traumatic tonite either. All in all, a Good day. And not too Lonely.

Gotta go play with lil wolfie. He's got an entire war campaign set up on the floor and it kinda looks like fun.

Be Kind to someone. Let someone else have the last word.

Oh, and Eff Senator Craig. Friggin hypocrite. And get straight with your wife. heh, an unintentional pun.

Goodnite, Mrs. P........feel good.
Tomorrow, a picture of the pack.

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