American Idol had a clip from House of Pain’s Jump in the background. A song that came up on the honey moon trip of Jessica and I. A song we didn’t pick, but one that we couldn’t remember the name of. I woke Jessica up late that night to tell her I had thought of the song’s name. It is NOT our song, but it does make me laugh every time I hear it.
My wife goes to doctor.
My wife tells doctor that she’s been married 11+ years.
Doctor looks shocked that my wife would marry at 13.
Doctor calms down when she looks at the chart that shows my wife is actually 31 and not 24.
I married young, but not that young.
I just dropped Abby off at school and overheard two staff:
“Is there an official dance to it?”
“No, I just saw it on the Internet last year. It’s just called the Hamster Dance.”
I just wanted to let you know that I’m not dead. This weekend, aside from celebrating with the family the resurrection of Jesus the Christ, I helped some friends with their computer. After about 10 hours of funk, trying this, trying that and generally hating malicious people who write viruses I was able to remove it from the machine and then set it up to be more secure, a wee faster, and hopefully useful for them in the months to come.
Hell has a special place for virus coderz and I’m pretty sure they only serve caffeine free diet soda there.