Friday, during our MehCast, it started raining. It’s really the first time since we moved into this apartment that we’ve had a heavy rain. As we were talking (about what, I don’t remember), I happen to glance over towards the door and what do I notice but an earthworm, halfway up the door mount, slithering in through the gap. A bit shocked (but not scared, as it was just an ea...[Read More]
If the title isn’t revealing enough, allow me to elaborate. Lindsey elbowed me in the face, last night. Right in the nose, with the tip of her elbow. It wasn’t a regular elbow to the face, either. We were dancing, and as I was pulling her back to me in a twirl, she clipped me in the nose. So not only did I have the full force of her body slamming into my nose, I had the added moment...[Read More]
If you watched Episode 3 of the MehCast, you will have heard this story already. If not here it is in all its glory. Last week, while waiting for Lindsey during one of her Mary Kay appointments, I decided to put some gas in my car. I walked into a Valero station to pick up some candy while the car was filling up, and as I approached the counter, the Indian man (younger, leaner guy, not much of a ...[Read More]
On last Friday’s MehCast, I mentioned Joaquin Phoenix’s new career choice. Towards the end of last year he retired from acting, that he is amazing at, and was rumored to start a music career. Some thought it made sense since he did a great job portraying Johnny Cash in “Walk The Line.” It wouldn’t be the first time that an actor has dipped into music… and like a...[Read More]
I am a man. By this, not only do I mean to say that I am a man in the genetic, physical sense, but in the socially accepted sense as well. I like cars. I like women. I like barbecue. I like gadgets. I like video games. The list goes on, but I think you get the point. With all this in mind, allow me to tell you a tale. A month or so ago, Lindsey and I were out and about town, when we went in...[Read More]
We woke up this morning around 12:30pm and, as usual, started telling each other about our dreams. Lindsey usually fully remembers her dreams, while I usually don’t remember much, or anything at all. Sometimes, however, she’ll say something that reminds me about a part of my dream, as was the case this morning. The location was my uncle’s house. However, the feel was medieval....[Read More]