Spent the past weekend with my father and brother and Amy (or is it Aimee?) in the far north. Brought Elizabeth with us because she would be spending the next few days with Papaw and Nanna (the designated nicknames for her paternal grandparents). We surprised Dad with a Blu-Ray player and The Dark Knight, and for those who may have missed it, I take it back, I was wrong, movies in HD are god damned sexy. Now, the gift I was expecting was the Logitech G15 keyboard, and I'm very happy with it. I'm also very happy for my Dr. Pepper pajama bottoms, which are full of win.

I'm forcing myself to write this because I just spent the past twenty minutes reading over all of my posts from 2008 (there were only a few of them) and felt I should mention what has been happening.

I don't plan on spending a lot of time on this one. Not that I don't have a lot to say, but my heart's not in it just yet.

Vickie is leaving.

She will be moving out on July 18th. I'll get to continue to watch the kids a few days a week over the summer, so they won't be gone from my life entirely, yet. By the end of summer I plan to change my schedule so that I'm available on the weekends to watch Elizabeth - in this way her custody schedule will match her brother and sister's and she'll be able to spend as much time with them as possible.

Look, I'm not going to mince words. This update is going to be short because I'm tired.

I love tax season.

For the past couple weeks I've thought, "Man, I've got to post an update to the site," but honestly, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I've got things I want to gripe about, such as when Vickie and I went to see The Mist with Robert and Nichole. Here's a tip for you: don't watch it, it will make you hate humanity and you will be pissed about the ending, whether you've read the book or not, you will be pissed.

I've touched on it before, both problems actually, but here it is again: once it's been a while since I've updated it's very hard to force myself to write something. Also, I write to vent frustration, but when life is good I've got nothing to say, cause life is good. Really good. "I'm King of the World" good - which is scary of course, because the higher you climb the more you can fall, but try as I might I can't help being an optimist, so Horray for Me.

Okay, so, yeah, I've been a bit absent from the site. But really, I mean *really*, I've been busy. Lots of big things going on. I don't know if you read the last update I posted, but when we last left our intrepid Q he was leaving his post at Pomeroy for brighter fields. Well, that job lasted just about two months, didn't work out.

The nasty has landed. Last week we were out for White Death™ and now it's happened again. Everything is covered in ice. Right now the weather is above freezing, which leaves it feeling all Slushy and Slurpee outside (or whatever your favorite convenient store drink may be). Tonight, when all of this freezes, there will be reckoning. And wreckening. Luckily I'm off tomorrow, but Vic isn't so lucky.

Sometimes the conditions are just right to trigger a memory, and sometimes the environment is just right to flat out plunge you into a trip down memory lane that's almost as detailed as an hallucination....

"An" hallucination? "A" hallucination? Hmm. "In an hour a hallucination would be an honor." I think "H" needs to get its shit together and decide if it wants to be a consonant or a vowel.

Ahem. Anyway.