September 9, 2008

Dedisgustify is not a word but it is a good discription

Posted in family, life, Random at 09:02 0 by gillsmoke

One room a day that’s my goal honey tonight the kitchen.


August 17, 2008

Things I meant to say

Posted in family, life, Random at 21:28 0 by gillsmoke

Let’s get back to why you are no longer a Christian. Was it just the secular exposure?

If you people are going to send me for liquor the least you could do is drink it.

Although you all are making jokes about swinging, if any of you would like to have a mature discussion about polyamory let me know.

The reason I don’t have a top ten list is I’ m too easy to need one (I did say that in private and I should have said it in public).

Another *** reference, who do I have to call for an intervention?

Although It is time for us to go for the kids sake, I wish I could stay here and continue the conversation.

Thank you for having us (I know I said it but I don’t think I was heard).

A couple of days later I forgot to mention wanting to make the wrong decision and talking about parenthood as a spiritual journey.

And just tonight, You know I also turned my back on a similar display a couple of weeks ago.

EDIT: Just so’s ya all know. I have not had nor am I looking to have another lover. My life is complicated enough thank you very much. Polyamory like many fringe and obscure topics, I am more knowledgeable than experienced.

March 9, 2007

Triumphant Return

Posted in family at 03:53 0 by gillsmoke

I might be over Blogger trying to out me and be ready to rejion the blogging world.  Why? because my mom died. We went to Arizona for the funeral and the trip went rather well. My mom was CRAZY, like instutional style crazy. Like in and out of mental hospitals for the last decade crazy. Like the dog was an informant for the FBI crazy. She was ‘IN LOVE’ with me, which gave me the willies and made me break ties with my family altogether. I had almost vanished out of thier life when CRSE appeared in mine and said, “We need to go see your parents for the holidays.” No no no, I really think this is a bad Idea. You don’t know what you are asking for. I think we should just not tell them anything. In fact if we move and don’t leave a forwarding address we might even get out from under a bill or two, OK? Ask CRSE about how that went. Near the end of this trip CRSE said, “These are the in-laws I wanted all along. I am mad at your mom because she robbed me of this.”
My dad put up with alot this last decade or so. She had psycotic breaks on occasion while we were growing up. After my sister and I left (about the time CRSE and I got married) she had a break which she never really recovered. She was broken and never came together right after that. Her episodes started coming closer and closer until the last year or two she was in the wards more than she was out. My dad is relivied and guilty for feeling so. The service was short and sweet, the pastor shared about his daughter dying at age 35. I thought that wasn’t the most appropriate thing to share during the service for a mad woman. Then again who’s to say. My dad got choked up and I held him. Mom. Well here’s something, if you want to know where people stand with God ask them about thier mothers. It’s true, ask about thier fathers if the answer seems kind of away from the ‘truth’. It’s a good way to read people.
It was good to see my sis with her kids, it was kind of like looking in a mirror. She just might be more evil than I. I kept saying to CRSE, “See! It’s not just me.” My sister myself and three of the kids went to Carl’s Jr. for a bit of nostalgia for me. I think the other patrons thought we were married. That was kind of wierd, got a free zuccini out of though.

November 1, 2006

Day one

Posted in family, NaNoWriMo, writing at 18:26 0 by gillsmoke

reason for posting at this moment: “He would go to sleep if you’d stop making cleaning noises he can hear”, Yes the late afternoon nap for the Turnip, before we Fell Back it happened at 5pm, now 6pm. it is a little distressing. I can hear my readers now “Hey, don’t you have a novel to write?” yes dear readers I do. I just wanted to share this.
So I woke up today and went to to see the starting flag anouncements and there’s this daily Q&A that hasn’t changed since the begining of Oct. Oh look, someone in Austrailia is going to try to do it in 2 days. Let’s check his profile, (/snark) Oh great, he is already done. (/snark) I just woke up, haven’t started yet and he’s already done. Thanks for the esteem boost. The bitter resentment and triple x rated cussing going on inside me since this morning are a natural occurance for novelists I guess. Look at Hemingway or Tony Snow.

I can garantee dear readers I will not be done tomorrow.

September 14, 2006

NaNoWriMo prep 1

Posted in family, life, NaNoWriMo at 12:28 0 by gillsmoke

Inappropratly went to library las night. Got “No Plot, No Problem!” and a better writing workbook. Why is that inapropriate? because I made us late for Norm’s swimming lessons at 6:20. When Norm was dressed in trunks and we got to the indoor pool they were getting the kids out because of lightning. (indoor pool? lightning? WTF?) so into the lounge we go and recap the first half of the show.

Started reading to the tune of “Pay attention to me!” from several quarters, and I’m thinking, “Well this is a taste of what writing is going to be like. Only writing is going to be worse.”

Norm has taken to yelling “RAR! RAR! RAR!” as a distracting tool for Turner. the kid has carreer in Heavy Metal music just waiting for him.

CRSE’s illness could lead to Encephalitis when she told me about the symptoms to look for I had a hard time not laughing. Inability to concentrate, sentences that trail off, clumbsiness, wild mood swings, and so on. CRSE was thinking that these would be hard to diagnose. I was thinking “so that’s what’s wrong.” Wild mood swings only applies to me really, with everybody else she seems prety even keeled. My responses led CRSE to quote the future me “Yeah, it sucks that she’s gone, but it was sure fun watching her go.” That’s right she said it not me. Who are you gonna believe, me or that fever soaked spider monkey with posible Encephalitis?

September 2, 2006

About me

Posted in blogging, family, life at 07:27 0 by gillsmoke

My wife who is also my blogging advisor said that these things are supposed to be personal. “No one wants to read your blog because you have a bunch of random crap up there that makes no sense. Where are you in all of it? How can anbody get to know you?” That is a good point. I wanted to write in order to write. I did not care if anybody read it I just wanted to write. I’ll tell you why. As a young adult I ended up in an college English class with my mother, who has been in and out of psych wards for a while now, but that’s another story. Anyway she was always hogging the computer for her papers, then when I saw what she was writing I was mortified. She was writing something like:
I like the sea. The ocean reminds me of home. It is blue like the sky. I live in a desert. there is no ocean here.
My son likes the night. I worry about him. he is funny. He is 19 years old

I think above example is actually better writing than she produced. I don’t want that to happen to me. I can think and if I can think then I can write. Now getting long thoughts together to tell a story, that’s something I need to work on.

Hey blogland, Which is better a long rambly post or lots of little posts? I ask because I still haven’t written much about me.

I am the spouse of CRSE, her name should always be spelled with all capitals by the way, we were married for a long time berfore we had children. I have exposure to lots of “out there” material. Books no one heard of, movies no one has watched, oddities of all sorts. I think a good way to describe it is I’m that guy who will watch the documentry about salt, the funny thing is if you were with me you would think it was interesting too.
CRSE calls him Norm because she thinks he is going to turn out like Norman Bates, I think he is more well adjusted than that. He is a hoot. There isn’t a day that goes by where doesn’t say something funny. Last night he wanted to watch all of the Ask A Ninja videos. We did, then he wanted to watch them all again. “Buddy, we have already watched them all,” I tried to explain. “Yeah I know, it’s ok, just do it. OK.” Now it may not seem funny to you, but the intensity of him trying to memorize the lines as they are being said anazing. He thought I was just interupting his practice for no reason. Another amusing part was later as I gave him a popcicle he said “thank you, and um daddy, I look forward to killing you soon”
CRSE calls him the Turnip, because of his supposed “tuber like” body shape. I don’t think he is that extreme, I remember his cousins being bigger, much bigger. He is a mellow but very intense child. He is working on walking and talking.
Me, I got to go get flour and sugar. I’m like a 70’s housewife, working, cooking, cleaning. Keeping 3 spider monkeys is no small feat. No matter what the appeal you should not get an exotic pet, and if you get one? Never ever breed it. your problems multiply instead of add.