Member' When I Posted Last? I Think It Was Waaaaaaay Back In Nineteeeeen Seventy Two...

First off, Laziness may have had a bit to do with the delay in scribing on your static-y pages dear blog, but the MAIN reason I haven't been writing is YOUR fault friend.
You see, the fact that you are not allowing me to edit out any typos, and boy oh boy are there typos...

...Because you don't allow me to edit, I can't begin a thought, save it, and then come back later to expound upon the initial thought.
To put it simply, the boundaries you have set for me have put a strain on our friendship.
I can't be expected to tell you about all the stuff going on with me in one sitting every time I sit down to write.
So, there it is blog. You gotta get yourself together, or I'm gonna have to see you later slick.

Alright, I have quite a sum of things I will be talking about this evening, starting off with the most important, then moving on to other subjects that are important, just not AS important.
This weekend my son turned one. He had a pretty awesome birthday weekend.
On friday, The Lovely Wife brought the boy to the salon, and she cut his hair. He got to walk around the salon, and schmooze with the ladies getting their hair done. "Ohhh he's sooo cute!"
Yeah, my boy will have no trouble in the heart melting dept.
I got off early, and we took the Sprite to our favorite mexican restaurant. It's really authentic, and the boy enjoyed every minute of it. (Once he got some food that we packed "just in case". Hey, we're getting pretty good at this mom and dad thing)
He did his famous side to side Ray Charles/Stevie Wonder dance moves to the Ranchero, and Mariachi tunes, conspicuously listened in on peoples conversations in the neighboring booth, and flirted with the waitresses while swiping the rice off his plate and to the floor.
After dinner, we went to Target to pick up the boy's Radio Flyer care of Poppi and Mimi.
It's a pretty sweet wagon. We wanted to get the old school steel jammie, then thought about the newer wood model with the rails, after realizing the roll out/injury likelihood would be pretty high. We decided against the railed one when we saw the new fangled Radio Flyer for the new millennium!
It's got front tires that swivel, lift up seat backs seat belts, and cup holders!
Cool! He's ready for the zoo.
We ended the evening with a birthday cupcake from a local vegan bakery which he seemed to like, and then it was off to hit the hay.
He slept like a champ, thanx to all the activities he took part in.

On sunday, he had a nice Mickey Mouse themed birthday party.
We decorated during his nap, so when he woke, he noticed all the Mickey stuff. I'm sure the boy peed himself.
The kid LOVES the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse on Disney, and if he sees Mickey or Goofy, he starts screaming
"Didee, DIDEE!!!
Who knows which character he's yelling for, but we know it's one of those two.
Anyway, the family came by (both sides) and brought him arm loads of cool toys, and clothes.
He got a Mickey cake of his own to tear into (he did not, opting to stay relatively clean- that's my boy), he had a spaghetti, meatball, lasagna dinner, got to hang out with his favorite cousin, and he had a captive audience to laugh at and prompt
an evening of entertainment. (consisting of clapping, holding his hands up in the air whenever the word "touchdown" was
mentioned, and making raspberry noises to simulated truck sounds when asked "what does a truck sound like?")
He had a heck of a birthday party, and the highlight for me was seeing him awestruck by hearing 16 people singing the birthday song to him at the same time for the first time.
I've decided to put the Kung Fu Review to rest for a while, only to be dusted off when I get the bug.

It's about time for a coney.

I dissed some good friends I hadn't seen in a while recently because I was salty that the details didn't seem to be worked out until the day I was to leave. I didn't bother to call and confirm/deny the opportunity to hang out, and after reviewing my selfish, and passive/aggressive behavior, I am truly ashamed with myself. I want to say that I am sorry for my behavior in this matter, and I hope all can be forgiven fellas.

I got to see Ms. Rohr if you're nasty, and Minty&Christian last weekend at a Jeffro Jam concert in the Short North. Seeing the ladies made me mighty happy. It was a fun evening full of Glenfiddich, great Improv(!) Space-y tunes, ego boosting, and just catching up. I got to see a guy who looked like the future version of my son, AND he had the SAME NAME!
I shit you not.
I also met a guy who had a brother with my name, and HE had MY brother's name, and their last name sounded exactly like ours, but ours has an "h" and theirs has an "r".
Weird night.

Last week I learned that one of my co-workers who I'll just call Ms. Le Fay-
(The Ms. part is gonna change soon, but it will do for now)
has the most guttural, hard-core, he-man belches that I have ever heard.
AWESOME.
I pretend I'm put off by this, but actually, I'm quite jealous.
I can't make a big giant burp like that without ending up with bile in my mouth.
Yeah.
Gross.
So I don't even try anymore.

Aqua Team Hunger Force's new season is weird (but strangely satisfying).
Watch Gareth Marengi's Darkplace for a weirder and funnier show.
Both are on Cartoon Network's Adult Swim.

Eddie Bo and Inez Chetnam's "Lover and a Friend" has got to be one of the funkiest love songs I have ever heard!!!!
By the way, I will be replacing the Kung Fu Review with the "Dusty Platter Critique". I'll be giving heads ups on old 45 records, rare groove tunes, garage rock, boogaloo, italian soundtrack music, surf rock, and old school (50's/60's) r&b.
Keep your ears peeled, and your eyes to the ground for more details.

Really, it's about time for a coney.

Aaaannnnnd- I think that's about all I have to say today.
It's getting late, and I've got to get to bed.
So, See ya.
PEACE.
(Oh yeah, if there are any typos, don't blame me)