I surely wish that I had a reality show that could finally answer that long debated question. She annoys me in every possible way. I would rather eat a plate of genital warts that to sit in her company, unless we were testing her buoyancy. I wish that I never had to go the the supermarket check out lanes and see her hideously arrogant glazed look of putrid self pride. She is not one of us. I know that I am jealous of her success. That is because I my self am a complete failure in my own life. I could never be as important as Oprah. I would not take her kidney unless she took a picture of it first so I could frame it. It is her magazine that I hate the most. Each cover is of her in some retarded pose. I wish that I had my own magazine all about me. Each page has me in some awkward pose. Either eating, crapping or being turned down by my wife. I mean things that would actually happen. Oh well, She is an easy target for me. I myself am a tad narcissistic but she brings it to a new level. Other thoughts, I am over my malaise and am looking forward to making new mistakes and errors. Failure and error are the best teachers just forgive the ones I make and I will learn from them. Too bad that so many people are exposed to my slow learning curve. I will now go home and treat the wife to all of my limited attention span. Now that I am exhausted from the rigors of work and responsibly I will pretend to be interested. That's not completely true, I am somewhat interested. If she really cared she would read my blog but she refuses. Again, she is not retarded. Reading this blog will make you dumber. My friend Rocco is going to buy a motorcycle. I cant say that I support that but what the hell. He has the balls to race like a moron in a 45 year old car why not a new motorcycles. I think that motorcycles are gay. "I want to travel" Then travel you don't need to kill yourself for that. I just know that I am not the guy to ride a motor bike. I would roll the dam thing.
Okay I got to go and play the good husband. She said to be home early so that means early. If she is forced to wait there are consequences. If she don't put out I still got Milly
Friday, August 14, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Just a minute to spare so why not share.
So What is New with THE BOB.
Nothing too exciting. Summer is in full swing which is good. I do enjoy eating and drinking beer outside during the summer brings me back to the old times. Old school style. Speaking of such I am going back to my old town to see old friends and streets. I have discovered however that you can never really go back. What was was and it is gone. We try to recreate the past or rediscover ourselves by those who know us long ago but I already know most if not all is lost. People are not interested in starting over with friendships and actually being friends. I understand how it is but to some degree it is sad. To those few that do get the fact that I am interested in being a real friend that can continue forward I am greatly apprecitative and impressed. It furthers my opinion that most people do not care and those that do need to be revered. I have always had a philosophy with friends that is more important that the other person is interested in being a friend than any other trait. For example, I have allot of friends with whom I have very little in common other than we enjoy each others friendship. Having things in common is not enough to maintain friendships. It actually limits them to some degree because it is a disguise for friendship. It brings up a more important view but to live in the now and future and not the past. The past is welcome but I am moving forward. The only problem was when we were younger there was so much forward to go. Now it is mostly work to progress. Trimming down the excess. I was looking forward to seeing all of my high school friends. Now I am looking forward to just those who return my emails. Really looking forward to those who have given me something interesting to talk about. But I know now even before I go back that you can never go back just forward. The clan gets smaller as we get older. The man gets wiser as he gets older. I always felt, and to those who know me it is no secret, that I am smarter than you are is my general belief and if that is not true I will beat you up if necessary. That is the Irish way, If I cant out think you I will strike you. Now that I am self admittedly half retarded where does that leave everyone else. Again it brings up what I admire about my wife. I may be smarter than her but she if far less retarded than me. She is possibly the least retarded person I know. As I grow older and wiser she becomes more brilliant to me. I am pleased for that. And with that leads to the next lesson. Just do what she wants because if you don't the punishment will be 3 times worse than the inconvenience of the task that she wants. So just do what she wants. Girls have the great capacity to punish more than the males. A female on the Supreme Court. Sounds great to me. Someones ass will be cooked long and hard for hardly nothing. Sounds fair to me. It is a big myth that they are the kinder more nurturing race. It is just a perception. Unfortunately, perception is reality. So today's thought is perception. How you are perceived is more important than reality.
So as I grow and mature into a middle aged man I recognize my strengths and weakness. I realise that I am generally able to do for others more than they can do for me. Two reason. 1 don't tell them what I need and 2 I am not too needy in the first place. All I really want is something interesting to talk about. A simple desire that is not as simple to achieve.
That is enough for one day.
Happy Bob will be back tomorrow.
Nothing too exciting. Summer is in full swing which is good. I do enjoy eating and drinking beer outside during the summer brings me back to the old times. Old school style. Speaking of such I am going back to my old town to see old friends and streets. I have discovered however that you can never really go back. What was was and it is gone. We try to recreate the past or rediscover ourselves by those who know us long ago but I already know most if not all is lost. People are not interested in starting over with friendships and actually being friends. I understand how it is but to some degree it is sad. To those few that do get the fact that I am interested in being a real friend that can continue forward I am greatly apprecitative and impressed. It furthers my opinion that most people do not care and those that do need to be revered. I have always had a philosophy with friends that is more important that the other person is interested in being a friend than any other trait. For example, I have allot of friends with whom I have very little in common other than we enjoy each others friendship. Having things in common is not enough to maintain friendships. It actually limits them to some degree because it is a disguise for friendship. It brings up a more important view but to live in the now and future and not the past. The past is welcome but I am moving forward. The only problem was when we were younger there was so much forward to go. Now it is mostly work to progress. Trimming down the excess. I was looking forward to seeing all of my high school friends. Now I am looking forward to just those who return my emails. Really looking forward to those who have given me something interesting to talk about. But I know now even before I go back that you can never go back just forward. The clan gets smaller as we get older. The man gets wiser as he gets older. I always felt, and to those who know me it is no secret, that I am smarter than you are is my general belief and if that is not true I will beat you up if necessary. That is the Irish way, If I cant out think you I will strike you. Now that I am self admittedly half retarded where does that leave everyone else. Again it brings up what I admire about my wife. I may be smarter than her but she if far less retarded than me. She is possibly the least retarded person I know. As I grow older and wiser she becomes more brilliant to me. I am pleased for that. And with that leads to the next lesson. Just do what she wants because if you don't the punishment will be 3 times worse than the inconvenience of the task that she wants. So just do what she wants. Girls have the great capacity to punish more than the males. A female on the Supreme Court. Sounds great to me. Someones ass will be cooked long and hard for hardly nothing. Sounds fair to me. It is a big myth that they are the kinder more nurturing race. It is just a perception. Unfortunately, perception is reality. So today's thought is perception. How you are perceived is more important than reality.
So as I grow and mature into a middle aged man I recognize my strengths and weakness. I realise that I am generally able to do for others more than they can do for me. Two reason. 1 don't tell them what I need and 2 I am not too needy in the first place. All I really want is something interesting to talk about. A simple desire that is not as simple to achieve.
That is enough for one day.
Happy Bob will be back tomorrow.
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