I started slow but now I’m dominating.

I’m getting my ass handed to me in yet another game.

Happy New Year to everyone. Welcome to 2012. Now begins the 2-3 month period where everyone writes 11 when they write down the date and then sloppily scratches it out and replaces it with a 12. Don’t look all pissy, we all do it. Just admit you do it too.

Two notes to ABC…

We all made it to midnight last night and I have to say that, if Jenny McCarthy is stupid enough to campaign against vaccinating children despite all of the credible evidence telling her that her non-fact based opinion is 100% wrong, then she is too dumb to help my family ring in the New Year. She’s a moron. I’m insulted by her presence on my television. Get rid of her.

Second, Dick Clark is a legend and a television institution, but he absolutely has to go. The feel good story of him coming back is no longer out weighing the pain of watching him propped up on camera with his oompaloompa spray on tan trying to MC a show when he can barely speak. Every second spent watching him last night was pure agony. It’s time to put a stop to this. It’s time for Dick Clark to go. I won’t watch him again, it’s just too painful.

It’s almost midnight and I am fighting sleep.

Stay awake stay awake stay awake!

It’s New Year’s Eve.  Tradition dictates that we should eat Chinese food tonight, but none of us are really feeling that.  We might break with the tradition.

A little bit… well, a little bit geographically speaking.

How about we leave China and move off to the West a little bit.  We’ll still be in Asia… how about Indian food?

Sounds like a plan!

I hope all of you have a great New Year’s Eve.  Stay safe.  It’s amateur night out there.  If you go out there is a strong chance of you getting vomit on you… some one else’s vomit I mean.  Just stay safe, keep dry, duck and cover.  Have fun and pick a designated driver.

Happy New Year!

My step son just made my day/week/month/year/decade/century/life.

I was saying good night to him and he told me that he wanted to tell me something that he usually doesn’t say. Then he said, “I love you!”

Who is the happiest step dad alive right now?

I am!

Then he said that he loved me from the day he met me.

Who is the happiest, luckiest step dad in the universe who thinks he might actually be tearing up a little?

I am!

My step son got electric drums for Christmas. It’s four pads with a foot pedal and (thankfully) headphones. There are 50 preset kits with some seriously neat sounds.

I just set it up for him. He and his sister and I all agree, it’s really cool.

San Diego… wanna go back?

Ummmm… YES!

Today is Friday.  It’s 9:00am.  We are so close to the second consecutive three-day weekend that I can almost taste it.  8 hours and 18 minutes to go until the work day is done.  Yesterday felt like the slowest day ever, but I know it’s going to seem down right speedy compared to today.

I’m not feeling all that well.  Sleep has been eluding me and I feel run down.  My nose is a little sniffly.  My stomach is a little funny.  I’m run down.  My legs feel weak.  I just want to sleep.  If not for being on call for the long weekend I might have actually called in sick today.  But no, I am being a good boy and sticking it out. 

But I’m tired.  So tired that I started thinking that I could use a vacation.  I’m such a wimp these days.  I used to go years without needing a vacation, now every 3-4 months I just need one.  We went to New York for a weekend earlier this month, but that doesn’t count.  The last real vacation was our San Diego trip in August.  We had been thinking about going to Washington DC with the kids over April vacation.  That seems so damn far away.  There is also, hopefully, an extended family rent-a-place-and-hide-for-a-week in the works for sometime in the summer.

Jen has the vacation bug too.  How do I know?  She keeps sending me links to vacation packages.  Where?  St. Kits… Bora Bora (is there anywhere on Earth more beautiful?  I doubt it)… San Diego (if we go back again I might not ever leave and that would be a good thing)… how about a cruise on the Mediterranean?  Yeah, the wife and I both have the travel bug.  Big time.