Life and Taxes
As I have continued to read your posts and invites to southern california haunts, it seems painfully obvious to me that I do not belong as a regular on your porch but hopefully my sporadic contributions from the front steps (i.e. Mariposa, CA) may be accepted. My little girl was born April 15th at 8:09 PM. I was able to take two weeks off from work and now being back all I can think about is what I am now missing. I find myself thinking about her nearly all the time and what I need to do to provide for her and her mother. Chrystel was the one that wanted a baby, I wanted to wait, knowing that a baby would really stretch us financially. Now that Autumn is here however, that responsibility that I was so afraid to take on is something I view as exciting. To think of someone else's welfare before your own is one of the greatest things you can do. So things change. We change. I change.
The Beastie Boys complained about losing their best porno mag, now complain of SUVS, OPEC and G.W .
Alan and Brent used to be guys who asked me to buy beer for them, now are guys who can buy beer and other such adult beverages.
I used to worry about what to do on the weekend, now I worry about having too much to do on the weekend.
Years happen...age brings forth new ideas, abilities, responsibilities. Thank you for the opportunity to put down my freeflowing thoughts.
Oh and congrats to Amanda, without her I never would have know that green olives rule.
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Agreed (about the green olives). They especially rule when soaked in gin and served chilled in a frosty martini glass.
A hearty congratulations to you sir. I am sure you will be a fine father, and know that a firm virtual handshake is being extended to you right now.
Things do indeed change. I was just telling Amanda how much I feel like I've changed even since this past fall. If I think things like renewing my driver's license are a sign of change, I can't imagine what having a child will do to me. In all seriousness though, thanks for your thoughts. It's good to have your perspective on things, especially things as serious and meaningful as being a father. So, again, congratulations!
yes, a very hearty congradulations. and no less than on tax day~ i heard that the whirlwind is in the thorntree, and even that changes. for some reason i can't recall you buying beer for brent and I...maybe Brent was the middle man. maybe i drank too much of the beer.
happy cinco, man. i'll have myself a shot in memorium of your baby!
Travis! Man, it's been awhile. Congrats on the baby!
travis,
good to hear from you and congratulations. yes, changes...
and i do remember you buying beer for us, i think it had something to do with payment for helping with a movie or something like that. and you tried to get out of it if i remember right, but in the end you came through, and we are so much better off for it.
take care
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