Good evening, Minions.
Ok.. enough of the formalities.. lets get to being pissy about everything in a completely inappropriate and irrational way... That is why you read me, isn't it? I am not exactly putting asses in the seats from my flowery disposition.. You aren't hear to see me fart stripper dust and make out with unicorns.. So.. here we go.. well.. I am not really annoyed by anything at the moment.. well.. nothing really other than what I have already ranted about ad nauseam in my other posts.. So.. let us just talk about what is going on in Brooks' world and see if I can get irritated about it.
I am learning Russian. Yes, Russian. I shit you not. I know!! You are asking "Why Russian?? " Funny thing.. that is what the Russians I am talking to are asking!!! They don't see why in the world anyone would want to learn their language. Well.. I will tell ya.. For reasons other than the accent coming out of a Russian broad can make this cool cat become a blabbering, incoherent motard.. I have always been fascinated with their country. They have gone through some shit! They have some amazing sites.. and the people.. oddly enough do NOT want to kill us!! I was always taught that they were an evil empire (they take offense to that BTW.. not fans of Reagan) and they wanted us smoked like salmon.. but no. They are very warm, personable and curious people. They are guarded a bit (you would be too) but once they trust you and decide you are ok.. they are very loyal friends. So.. anyway.. Been talking to a few on Skype.. of course their English.. though broken.. is far superior to my Russian. We play the game of holding up objects to the camera and say either "In English!" or "In Russian" and laugh at each other in a good hearted manner. Many were curious on how we lived.. I took my tablet and gave them a tour of the house.. their heads 'sploded.. Ok.. they for the most part do not have all the things we do.. but they also don't have debt. Banks haven't gotten around to setting them up for failure since the banking industry is sort of new out there. They do appreciate the simpler things in life.. often going on walks and Holy Schnikeys.. they take more pics than a Japanese tourist and teenage girl combined.. It is coming along nicely.. I can greet them.. I can tell them if my day is good or shitty.. and I can tell them goodbye and label random objects.
I got glasses the other day.. I am one of the flawed.. my right eye is still above flawless... my left still can see 20/20.. but has the slightest of astigmatisms, so I have glasses for at night when my eyes get tired.. they are quite stylish and I am quite fetching in them. The frames are made by XXL.. a company that specializes in big heads.. thank God.. With a size 8 hat size.. I dont have much of a choice but get the glasses and hats that look correct only when worn by football mascots and Jack In The Box..
Ok.. just figured out something that irks me.. (thanks for waiting).. People volunteering for stuff.. I am not on any boards or anything for my children's activities.. so I can speak freely. Anytime there is something to do for my kids' clubs or activities, I will do it.. I love them.. I want them and all of their fellow students to succeed.. I jump in where I can and scavenge, steal, beg, cajole, and threaten till I can get what they need. No prob.. I am not on a high horse here.. I can't always do it.. Daddy has to make a paycheck. So does Wifey and she works on one of the boards. When you step up to volunteer.. You do whatever it is the kids need to succeed and not bitch about it. If you want everything spelled out for you... tough.. There is no job description in volunteering for your kids' stuff. If they need you to make memos.. do it.. if they need you to push percussion instruments.. push it. If the kids need water jugs taken up the stairs.. do not bitch at the poor kid about what you are supposed to and not supposed to do.. Fucking help.. Some people can not live without things being spelled out for them.. it doesn't work that way. Don't get bent because someone does something that was or was not spelled out for you to do.. Make it work. Sometimes those people have been there / done that and are more suited.. let them do it... It is being a volunteer.. Which means pack mule, baby sitter, shit cleaner, the organization's bitch. And smile when you do it. And for God's sake.. do not be a disrespectful git and clique up and make other volunteers' lives miserable.. It is shitty. Wife makes me bite my tongue.. I have to find a loophole in that...
Ah.. I am sick. the soft tissue under my chin and jaw started poofing out and getting gooshy (a medical term).. I set up an appointment with my doc and ended up seeing the Nurse Practitioner.. she felt it and went "DAMN!.. that is big" and decided she wanted the doc to see it.. so two days later I go back and my doc (whom I think is a great doctor) decided to do a sonogram of the area.. Apparently, there are not one.. but TWO thingies of unknown-ness that are just short of a centimeter diameter each.. terrific.. so.. he jams a little needle into my chin and deadens it.. and then gets a hollowed out knitting needle and shoves that into my neck.. This being a three hand job.. he put my finger on the (Take the picture button) and he operates the shiv and the sonogram wand.. He pokes holes in both thingies.. and is not able to extract any tissue or fluid.. bummer.. so.. he says that he hopes they are infected salivary glands (which is common) and they will go down with antibiotics.. if it doesn't by Tuesday.. I go to the ENT and get a cat scan of my neck and a biopsy.. Party on..
I had a great time working the Band Table at Bronco Night at the school the other day.. I sold the crap out of spirit sleeves.. mostly because I was pimping them myself... People want to be like me.. I sold two pairs to the principal (Awesome guy.. very cool guy) because he wasn't going to be outdone by the Femme Fatale Vice Principal .. (Awesome chick.. (And I mean the Femme Fatale thing in the most respectful way as in I am 40 and I was totally scared of her) gave off a power vibe that the Overlord was impressed with))
Ah yes.. and to prove that I am a self -destructive idiot who cannot live without some sort of spotlight.. I will be playing in the Nimitz Vs. Nimitz Alumni football game.. it will be televised at Pennington Field on October 20th.. Not sure what I am thinking.. but .. what the hell..
I am tired.. Love and rockets, people
Brooks
