Lightsabers and Lollipops

you know your house is an absolute mess when you can't kick stuff out of the way because it's being reinforced by other stuff.

i bought a donut today that had maple frosting.
when i bit into it i discovered it had lemon filling.
i just shrugged my shoulders, ate it and figured i filled my "random" quota for the day.
i don't see these two flavors replacing chocolate and peanut butter any time soon.

i had trouble explaining to my daughter that we were going to the store to buy air.
she asked, "for the tires?"
i said, "no, so we can clean the computer."
"can't you just dust it or wave a rag at it to clean it?"
"no" i said, "you have to shoot air into and force the dust out."
she let it go but i could still tell she couldn't figure out why we were paying money for air in a can.
and frankly, i don't understand it much either.

it's fun to spray in the cat's face though.
his look of confusion and anger is priceless.

i've always been more of a put the seat down kinda guy in my toilet manners. it just seemed like a good habit to form when i decided to score more points with the ladies. i have seen in many bad movies and TV shows in which the characters argue about that very issue. i try to avoid petty squabbles in my life whenever possible. the people who know me well are aware that i have enough issues that i need to pick and chose what battles that are worth it in my crazy world view.
so yes, i trained myself to go that extra mile and make the toilet top a harder target for those in a hurry.

and then comes "the boy."

i can always tell when my 5 year old son used the potty last. it's no big deal, except, when i'm tired out of my mind. which is a lot lately.
so yes, in a number 2 emergency at 5:30 A.M. i have performed the comical "falling in" of the facilities.
which will wake you up faster than a cup of coffee.
but i would still pick the coffee over the wet wake up call any day of the week and twice on Sunday.
so unless i can train him to be considerate to the ladies, i've got to watch my step... or sit... or well, whatever.


oh. and i'm also a sweetie who wipes the seatie.

the writer's strike at spacemanrocks.com is nearly over.
we aren't going to be happy unless we print the same quality stories and general funniness that you have come to know and love in the past.

one item of business is that the website that i used to use to post pictures changed and fixed what wasn't broken. you can make all kinds of suggestions on which one you use, but unless you sit down and show me how to use it i ain't listenin.'

and we need pictures! it enhances the quality of the stories.

i'm just sayin'!