SON OF A...

Look, I know times are a little tough...but hey news flash, IT'S NOT MY FAULT!!! I'M IN IT WITH YOU, PAL!!! I walked out to my Jeep that I parked in a shopping mall lot and discovered some Dirty Rat Motherfuckin' Cock-Sucker had siphoned a full tank of gas out of it that I filled up not 3 hours before! OH, how I WISH that I would have caught this asshole doing his deed. I would have been in jail, but with a huge smile on my face. $70 gone just like that.
May you burn in the depths of Hell...and I'm there to dump a tank of gas on you to get things started.
Sorry for the foul language.

Where To Start

Its been awhile...almost 2 months since the last post! I don't know where to begin. I guess wedding news is a good spot to get back into the swing of things.

UPDATE: The Lady friend and I have secured airline tickets for our honeymoon in Europe, North Europe to be exact. We are leaving the Monday after the wedding and we will be gone for 2 weeks backpacking through England, Ireland, The Netherlands and possibly France and Germany. I personally have never done anything like this but I cant wait to do it. I just hope the dollar dose a little rebounding before the trip or I might just end up getting a job there and never come back. Also John brought up a time where he said that I said I would never go to Europe because everything I wanted to see or needed to for that fact was right here in the good ol' U.S.A. I dont remember saying it but it dose sound like something I would have said sometime ago in younger years.

UPDATE: Tomorrow (6/2) marks a great day in my battle with diabetes. My insurance was gracious enough to approve me for a brand new insulin pump. What this little bugger dose is eliminate the need for injections 4 times a day and I can program it to give me a little bit of insulin every hour. What that dose is limit the spikes and drops in blood sugar that happen when I go a bit too long between meals. There is a lot of technology in this pump and I could talk about it for days but what it comes down to is me having better control and that makes me feel better, be healthier, and live longer.

UPDATE: I joined a softball team. We suck but we have fun. I played in the first game and then jacked up my ankle so I missed the next 2. It feels good to get out and play some ball. I havent been able to throw a ball since I had an episode of frozen shoulder syndrome that has lasted over 2 years. Im getting back to playing some thing that resembles baseball again and I hope that one day soon I can get back on the diamond.

Welcome Back...

It just came to me that I didn't post anything about the start of the greatest season of the year. Enjoy:




Check out some of the other clips after this clip is done...good stuff.

My Weekend Was A Thing of Beauty...

Here are some of the photos from this past weekend. I tell you one thing, I was looking forward to going to Hearst Castle because I had heard about how beautiful it is but my goodness the surrounding area is what sets it up more then the castle itself. Beautiful country. Here ya go:


Party in Suit 127!

This is the view from our room, beau-ti-ful.

This is a shot standing on the beach looking back at the hills. Someone say Ireland?

We found tide pools (and lunch) Starfish sandwiches...mmm.

This Butt's for you.

This is an old house once belonging to a Captain who sailed the local waters. Now it's a bed and breakfast located in the lovely town of Cayucos, Ca.

A view down the shoreline of Morro Bay from the pier in Cayucos. That big rock sits right in the harbor in Morro, and no, Adam you can't climb it.

Hi...it's cold.

I could look at a sunset like this for the rest of my days and never get tired of it.

The main "House".

The dining room. Fit for a king.

Nope its not the pool at Caesars, just the main pool at the Castle (1 of 2).

Conrad, they don't like them up here either.

The King at His Castle

This weekend marks a huge milestone in the relationship column for my special ladyfriend and me. It’s bigger then the weekend we met, bigger then when we moved in together, and even bigger then the day I asked her to be my wife! Yes, after discovering that in the past 4 years of knowing one another we have never been on a weekend trip where it was just to two of us so we got a room at the lovely Sea Breeze Motel and two tickets for the Saturday evening tour at Hearst Castle in beautiful San Simeon, California.

Amazing eh? Not one weekend in over 4 years! I know that with her getting her masters and me back in school, both of us working full time and all, it seems like the only time we have together is on the weekend, and we love just doing nothing with it, but I couldn’t in my right mind let this stand.

I am hoping to start these weekend trips as a staple in our relationship. There is so much to see in this great state of ours and who better to experience it with then my lover? Maybe I'll make an offer on the place since the housing market is in a buyers trend right now.

Hi. My name is...

Toby??? Huh? Who the hell is this? More important, why is this dog in the same living room that the once great Benjamen "a.k.a. Ben, a.k.a. Benny, a.k.a. O.D.B. 'Old Dirty Ben"' Burroughs used as his kingdom? My parents have tarnished the purity of Ben's empire that took him 15 years to conquer by renting it out to "Foster Dog's".
"Foster dog's?" I said with a raised brow.
"Yes, he is a rescue from the pound. He was about to be put to sleep and a neighbor of your aunt saved him. He didn't have a place to stay so we took him until a home opens up for him." my mother says.
"Ha! Fat chance. Just until someone needs a dog...and your just going to give him up? Just like that?"-Me
"Yes."-Mom
"...this has something wrong written all over it...So after this one is gone, you get another one?"-Me
"Maybe."-Mom
"This place has turned into a travesty, it's a sham, and this Toby dog has made a mockery out of Ben's resting place. It's a traveshamockery!"
But, damn he's cute.

HIT ME AGAIN!!

it is a white ball against

a sky so blue it hurts your eyes

it is thick grass, so perfectly green

day fading into evening

as cheers fade to silence

soft moonlight on an empty park

full of promise with morning light

crack of a bat, the graceful arc

flies over the wall

little white thing, focus of all eyes.

it is breathing hard in soft evening air

running the perfect white line

to reach a base

unending promise, untapped possibility

beyond baseball, beyond a game

it is beauty.

- Jewel W.

7:40 I hit the highway in the sky to again start the journey of another year of Angels baseball. If you need me this weekend, I'll be in Tempe, just wait till' Monday.