Thursday, July 23, 2009

Breathe Through It

It's been longer than I wanted since my last post, but I just couldn't find the energy in me to write anything down. We've been so completely stressed out and exhausted lately that I barely have enough energy to watch TV at night.

I might write more tonight when I'm off work, if I can find a little peace. Might even get around to working on the layout again too, but that might be promising too much.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Under Construction

Please disregard the wonkyness of the blog today. Was trying out some new layouts and editing them a bit, but ran out of time. I'll fix everything up later tonight when I have a moment.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

It just keeps tumbling down, tumbling down, tumbling down.

This is really starting to be the worst week ever. My wife and I have come to the conclusion that we can't afford to continue to live where we are now. I do not make enough money to support us, and she can't find a job. We're always behind on our rent and our bills, and my apartment doesn't fuck around when it comes to late rent. For the past three months we've had letters threatening eviction if we can't come up with the rent, and somehow we've begged or borrowed enough from friends, family, or the state to continue to live at our apartment. I think this time is the end. I don't know if we can make it this month. We need $500.00 by tomorrow night and they won't file for eviction. We have $15.00 to our name. We don't see any choice but to try and find somewhere more affordable.

I'm so stressed out I can barely think. I'm at the point where everything seems so overwhelming and scary that I can't even begin to know where to start and how to get out of this mess, short of buying a bunch of lottery tickets and praying to whatever cosmic force wants to listen.

I feel like a failure of the grandest sort.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Is this movie really necessary?

Who decided to greenlight a MacGruber movie?

The only reason the sketches are even marginally funny is because they only last about thirty seconds. What moron thought it would be possible to stretch it out to a feature-length film?

I'm betting this will be even worse than The Brothers Solomon, and that's saying something. I'm beginning to get the impression that Will Forte is not exactly movie material. His style of comedy seems better suited to sketches.

If MacGruber blows as much as I'm imagining it's going to, you're not going to have a great track record there, Will.

Update to Doggygate

I called the Burnsville PD and they confirmed that they were out there for a barking dog complaint. Super duper! Apparently they are going to call me back at some point today and "discuss it." That sounds lovely.

The apartment complex called about it in the meantime, too. I am pretty sure they hate us, and I know our neighbors hate us. I have a feeling we won't be asked to sign a lease again next year.


Great...just great.

We spent most of last night at my mother-in-law's, washing clothes. Not drying them, because her dryer sucks, but at least this way we save half the money it would cost us to both wash and dry at our apartment. It's $2.90 to wash and dry a load of clothes. So with two adults and two children, both of them prone to making giant messes, we spend a lot of money on just laundry.

When we got back to our apartment, about 10:15, there was a card from the Burnsville PD in our door. Um, shit. Crystal was being paranoid and thinking it was someone coming to serve her court papers or arrest her for some random bench warrant she didn't know she had, probably stemming from some back bills she didn't pay. I don't think she was seriously worried about this, but when her mind is flying it goes anywhere it wants. Anyway, if anyone was going to go to jail for back bills or missed court dates, it would be me; my credit is far worse and much more of a minefield.

I'm assuming the police were really there because of Sparrow, our dog. Someone probably called in a noise complaint, because she barks nonstop. She is a dachshund, a notoriously pushy and territorial breed, and she has never gotten used to living in an apartment. She barks at everything. What makes it worse is that we are directly above the garage, and right next to one of the main exits of the building. We have noise coming from everywhere, and Sparrow has to bark at all of it. When we're there it's not so bad, as we can discipline her and spray her with water. If I even stand up like I'm coming over to her she runs and hides under a table. If we're gone, however, she barks and barks. We've been using a technique that seems to work on her, where we turn off all the lights, shut the windows, and crank the air conditioning really low, so she kind of cocoons herself in some blankets and doesn't make any noise at all. That works for us too, since we love having the air on, even if it's fucking expensive to run it all the time. I'm fat, give me my air conditioning, it's worth it!

We even have a shocking bark collar for her that we tried to use, unsuccessfully. It worked really well for about a month, and then she decided that she was too fucking stubborn and was going to bark through the pain. She will bark and bark and bark with it on, to the point where she has oozing wounds on her neck that have to be just horribly painful, yet she won't stop. Needless to say, we don't use that collar anymore. Ugh.

It's to the point now where we are going to have to muzzle her. If we're getting complaints called to the police, there is really no other choice. We're not going to get rid of her, that's not an option. As much as she drives me crazy on a regular basis, I do love her, and Crystal would rather move out and find a new place than give up her dog.

God dammit Sparrow, you inbred retard.

Saturday, July 4, 2009


Happy Independence Day! In celebration, I'm going to watch Serenity. It kind of fits, right?

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Dead or Alive

I just got a new claim for a Wesley Gibson.

I hope he doesn't curve some bullets at me if I deny him coverage for some reason.

You're fucking dirt, anyway.

I won the EEs today! That's my second win of all time, which is pretty sweet. This week's win is all thanks to my daughter Evelyn and her foul mouth. I love this kid to death, and now that she's winning me DVDs, I'm afraid I might start encouraging her antics.

I know I'm going to get called to the school a lot already, just because I know how her mother was (and still is) and she's pretty much just a tiny version of Crystal. I might as well make it funny too, right?

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

What. The. Fuck.

I have never seen Machine Girl or Tokyo Gore Police, though I have seen clips and trailers for both online. Now I'm really regretting not seeing them when I had the chance. Not that they'd be particularly hard to find if I put my mind to it...

Anyway, this is the new trailer for RoboGeisha. Apparently it is about some robotic geishas with some serious weaponry, or possibly about geisha suits that little ninjas hide inside of. I'm not really sure.

It has buildings that bleed!

Fish NOW!

I am hopelessly addicted to Fish Wrangler!, an app on Facebook. That is all.