Boo!

It's my favorite holiday by far, I mean don't get me wrong...Thanksgiving has the oh so delicious turkey and of course all of those fantastic fixins that leave me in a near comatose state for around three days, and christmas reminds me of happy and even hilarious times like the christmas eve when dad had a little too much nog in his egg and didn't quite make the turn at the landing on the stairs to his bedroom and went full drunk speed into the wall...but Halloween is a day solely devoted to one of my most favorite things in the world---you and everyone around you dressing like idiots.

Due to the nuptials of My BFF and The Future Mrs. My BFF/Rouge Hand falling on the Eve of All Hallows Eve, I had to get my Halloween celebration on a week early which didn't bother me at all but I do think it confused more than a few people at the drinking establishment we regularly visit. This years costume was decided too long ago to remember, and I'm not completely sure what made me decide to go as a man, let alone a man with mutton chops (I'm assuming my reasoning had something to do with a constant need to acquire laughter) but I went as the Wolverine. Along with the wolverine we had a butt pirate, a race horse and robin sparkles just to mention a few. It may not have been Halloween but it certainly felt that way....until next year.


I can now say I know what the wolverine felt like when he first got his claws. It was confusing and I almost jabbed my own eye out about 15 times.

Wedding Update

4 days to go until My BFF and The Future Mrs. My BFF/Rogue Hand make it official.

Trying to figure out who's supposed to supply the broom for the the brides to jump over. I'm not sure if it's something the bridesmaids do, or if the venue provides it. Also wondering since only one of them is actually from the south, if a swiffer would be more appropriate?

With age comes wisdom....and gray hair

Boat shoes are only non-slip on a boat. They are ultra-slip on gravel.

When trying to win tickets on the radio, listen to the actual radio. Don't listen to the internet feed of the station....there is a time delay, and you will not win anything.

Wedding Update

16 days to go until My BFF and The Future Mrs. My BFF/Rogue Hand make it official.

Every couple of days I call My BFF to yell the number of days until her wedding, scream wheeeewwww and ask just how excited she is. This (what has become a) ritual is not always met with the exact amount of enthusiasm I would like. Turns out weddings are stressful. They (you know them) say the devil is in the details, and the devil is in full force my friends. I figure, when it comes down to it, the only people that know something is "missing" are the ones who planned the thing. Everyone else is just living it up and celebrating two of their friends getting hitched.

In the end, the wedding and the subsequent reception are really just a huge party. I mean I throw parties all the time, in just a week I am throwing a house re-warming, but you won't see people flying from other states and for some other countries to celebrate me getting new furniture, that type of a commitment to par-tay only arises when two people decide to spend their lives together. In my world, the wedding and the reception should be stress free, after all its one night, a lot of cocktails, and fuzzy memory banks.

What you should be stressing about is the next 20, 40, or 50+ (depending on if you treat your body like a temple or a tent) years. It's called marriage, and you're in it for the long haul buddy. Stress about that ;)

Wedding Update

17 days to go until My BFF and The Future Mrs. My BFF/Rogue Hand make it official.

I don't know if the brides have selected a ring bearer for the ceremony but Tuxedo volunteered her services if need be. She is experienced in carrying things on her back, after her recent stint as a race horse.

They do look dangerous

Stopped by Le Target Boutique this afternoon to pick up part of my halloween costume. At the checkout as the cashier scanned my wolverine claws she said, "Oooo, these look dangerous. No one is going to be stealing your little boy's candy this Halloween." I kindly said "No, I don't think they will." and walked off thinking to myself, "and if by little boy you mean me and if by candy you mean beer then yes mam you are correct".

Wedding Update

29 days to go until My BFF and The Future Mrs. My BFF/Rogue Hand make it official.

Trying to decide how I'm going to do my hair for the wedding. I think I have it ruled down to three options.

The Sassy look

Throw Back

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