If you know me, you know I’m a clothes whore. It gets stupid sometimes. But, I really believe that “the clothes make the man”. Anyway…..

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So, I leave the house about 7:30 this morning to head to the kitchen. Before I go, I put the dog in the outside kennel. Full bowl of water, couple of chew toys, all set….

Fast forward ten hours. I pull in the driveway expecting the dog to be happy to see me. And, he was, but he came running up from the porch….

Not sure how long he was running around the neighborhood. Maybe I need to find some better Mastiff proof fencing….. It’s patched for now. Tomorrow should be interesting though. Leave about 7 am for work and get home about 2 am. If you see a 140# bull mastiff running around south Reno- don’t fear. He loves people and doesn’t eat as much as you would guess. I’ll be by to pick him up soon

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I’m 31 today. And not to be a downer, but, it doesn’t excite me all that much. I’ve had many amazing birthdays, mostly because I shared the date with my grandfather- my dad’s dad. My mother’s dad was even born the day before on July 14th. That always meant that it was a good celebration with family. Mom’s dad died when I was a teenager. Dad’s dad just a few years ago. Combine that with a family that has all moved away and stopped talking and it takes away what I loved about sharing my birthday with special people. So, I now dedicate my birthday to the remembrance of grandpas. Grandpa Bill (mom’s side) was one of the most intelligent people I’ve ever known despite dropping out of school in the third grade to hunt raccoons to help support his huge family. If he was here today he would be explaining the inner workings of the radio, or dragging me into the hills to find a plant that only blooms once every 100 years. And, he would know exactly which hill it was on an the best time to be there so the light was just right for a picture. You can be sure he would have his cane handy to get my attention if it waned…. I think his ingenuity and stature (he was 6’7″ or so) lives on in me. Grandpa Dick was a man’s man when it came to the old west meaning of the phrase. I swear he could catch a fish with rod in one hand and shoot a deer with a rifle in the other. We spent many sunny days fishing the Truckee with “single eggs”. I swore for the first few years that he said “seagull eggs” and wondered why they were so small and came in a jar….. In other news, I think he left his penchant for whiskey with me when he left us. I didn’t care for it much before that. But really, he taught me a lot about having respect for people and life for which I’m eternally grateful. So, here’s to memories of a few great men. I hope I can live to be just a little bit as great as they were. Happy birthday to them!

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Little things add up. They point to something bigger. They combine to make bigger things in life.

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Again, this is a post without much of a thread of continuity……

So, Osama is dead. I’m indifferent about the whole thing really. Mostly because I find it odd to celebrate the death of a person, regardless of who they were or what they stood for. To me it seems like another cog in the wheel of war/politics/economics/etc. And it should be fun to hear what all the conspiracy theorists say about it. I bet Michael Moore already has a contract……

I snapped this pick from the latest ad sent out by Total Wine. I’m sure you’ve heard of the new liquor juggernaut in town. Some of you may recognize that label if you were a solid Butcher Boy fan. You see, we had the exclusive rights to sell that wine in the area from about 2005-2008 or so. Then, Vintage on Lakeside bought it up for a bit. Now, Total Wine has it. The basic behind the scenes story is that this wine is bottled by Rutherford Ranch and they put a different label on it to sell exclusively to a retailer in a specific market. Funny thing is that I sold it for $10.99 and later, it was $9.99 at Vintage. But today you can SAVE $1 and only pay $15.99 at the place that offers “Nevada’s lowest prices on wine and liquor” (or something to that effect).

Note: It’s been a while since I bought this wholesale, things may have changed in the last couple years. And, if you’re thinking that prices always go up- check out the pricing trends of good wine in the last three years. You’ll be surprised.

This diet I’ve been on for the last week is interesting. A few days I ate like a ravenous pig. Wednesday I ate 5 meals, totaling around 2 pounds of meat and 3 pounds of veggies. I also drank a gallon of iced tea. I still managed to go to bed hungry. The diet prescribes a cheat day once a week. I picked Saturdays figuring it would allow me to go out with friends and such. So Saturday rolls around and I’m excited to eat some things that the diet doesn’t normally allow. Pancakes in the morning, a burger for lunch and a steak with mac n cheese for dinner, and some pizza and chips for a late night snack. The funny thing is I ate way less than any day of the previous week but felt almost sickly full most of the day. It’s weird how our bodies react to certain foods. Still trying to figure this one out.

I realized why I don’t understand hippies while hanging out at Earth Day festivities yesterday. They preach unity, individuality and acceptance, but they all look the same, divide into their own little sects and want to tell me that I’m eating the wrong foods. Alos, they have a much higher tolerance for “weird” than I do. I can’t relate to that.

And yes, I’m pigeonholing a loosely held group of people. But look at the name on this blog, it’s my name!! J

I have a serious desire to get out of the country this year. I’ve never been, I got my passport and I’m not making any plans for July. Now the question is where the hell do I go? I sort of want to make it a minimalist trip since that goes against my normal routine and think it would be good for me to find out on my own that I would rather take 8 pairs of leather boots for a trip to the beach than be caught without an option if I go out to a nightclub. (Second option for that example for my guy friends that don’t understand- I would rather make sure I have two pairs of underwear just in case I get drunk and mess up one pair.)

Also, I think I’m going to make a movie. I want to make a movie, or short film, about a book. But, I want the book to be something a bit weird and different. I need to eat lunch. I’m going international with this!

(Dear reader- I’m not serious, just an inside joke to see who’s really reading this…..)

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