Well I’m a couple days behind but so what. Anyway my cousin Carly got married on Saturday. Good for them. I went to the reception afterwards since I don’t go to ceremonies unless I am in the wedding party because… well because they are boring and I don’t wanna. Saw a lot of family there that I really don’t see that often all in one place anymore so that was cool I guess. There really wasn’t that many single women there (that weren’t my relatives) so I drank. As usual I obsessively collected the single straw from each drink that I got for the purpose of keeping track of how much money I’ve spent and when it would be a good idea to stop. I decided that 20 would be a good number (at $3.75 + tip each) and I got there in about 4 hours and 45 minutes or so after I arrived. You know this is why I’ve for the most part stopped drinking. I could have gotten a freakin’ iPod with the money I pissed away on booze. Not a good iPod mind you, a nano, a refurbished 2 gig nano, which isn’t much but would be nice when I’m trying to train for this stupid ass triathlon. I also smoke when I drink which stinks like ass and makes my newly pink lungs hurt.

Something I never knew was that I was along on their first “date” which was a group trip to Seward which ended with Ron keeping me from laying in my own vomit in the parking lot. I found out I was a part of this precious memory because I was included in the slideshow after I finished a whiskey drinking contest with a couple guys from Tennessee. They also talked about it in the video afterwards. Nice. Did I win the contest? That depends on your definition of winning. I won the drinking part, they won the part where you walk out at the end of the night mostly under your own power, so I would say… yea I won. Anyway Ron and Carly seem pretty happy and I hope they stay that way.

That’s all I have for today, I would type more but my hands have been hurting a lot lately so I’m trying to lay off the computer. Kind of hard when you sit behind a desk for 8 hours and that’s all there is to do though. I got some new books to read from the library instead. I’m working on a nice 886 pager that won the pulitzer prize about the making of the atomic bomb. Now that I think of it one of the books I read last month was in a similar vein. I guess this month I’m interested in physics. I also picked up one about the comedian Andy Kaufman and one about the history of religion. Should be fun. Well not fun but… something.

Hoop made a nice photo of me as Mr. Rodgers. I think he’s insinuating that I am some sort of pedophile or something.

I’ve been meaning to write something on here but it’s my week to work ramp and I don’t bring my computer to work. Now I need to get some sleep.

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No I’m not talking about the 2001 thriller starring Denzel Washington and Ethan Hawke. I’m talking about training for the Platte River Triathlon. Whoa side track for a second here. Now that I mention Ethan Hawke a thought hit me. Is it just me or does that guy have that same 14 year old Mexican kid crustache in EVERY single movie he’s in? Sorry I don’t know why I thought of that. It’s what I think of whenever I see that guy. Anyway I started my training regimen yesterday and I was less than impressed with my results. The dog and I ran 1.3 miles before I had to stop and couldnt go any more. A little less than a quarter of the way that I will need to go in the race and I didn’t exactly make the greatest time either. I guess it isn’t completely terrible considering the fact that I haven’t run in 10 years. It will get easier the more I do it I guess and there’s a reason I haven’t started doing it earlier. It’s because it always sucks and hurts really bad the first couple weeks. Oh well the dog really likes doing it so it’s all good.