DISPATCHES FROM THE GHOST MOOSE

One more day left in the first month of 2013.  over 8% of the year has passed.  as I have bored those few readers that I have pointed out previously, how many of those 8% of a year do we have.  they pile up so quickly.  case in point...the news this morning made a big deal of disgraced former gov. ryan was released from prison to a halfway house today.  he was in prison for 5 years.  I remember the big media show when he went to prison, but wow - those 5 years flew by.  well, for us they flew by, for him, they probably did not pass quickly enough.  so - how many 5 year blocks of time do any of us have??? or should I shut the eff up and just live each day to the fullest?  I guess we get reflective in our middle age. 

almost spring like weather.  rainy, temp in the 50s...let's play golf.  I did buy a groupon for a golf lesson yesterday, so the healing has begun.  my quest to shoot golf in a less sucky manner has started.  check with me in August to see how I have progressed.  I see that Illinois has the 50th worst credit of all states.  great going.  I knew we would reach the bottom of the toilet.  and we shall stay there, no doubt.  Illinois - what a fucking joke.  but, on the bright side, Chicago, which has the worst bed bug problem in the country, is enacting tough legislation against bed bug offenders.  add this to the red light cameras and speeding cameras, and you can see chicago is serious about going after the real criminals among us. is it me, or is this whole world an effing joke?

what crappy weather.  ice storm yesterday.  now rain and really dark.  better than snow, I suppose.  February is right around the corner.  then March - hopefully an early spring.  but, as my rantings about how time passes too quickly would say, we can't wish time away.  because we are all sitting on a diminishing supply of it.  a day spent with regret is a day wasted.  a day in a rut is a day you don't get back to do over.  no real middle ground to that.....there is only one person that can spoil our day, and that is ourself.  so, contrary to my dour, bleak posts of late, I will kick myself in the butt and move to higher ground.  I have shit on too many days and made them miserable.  that shit stops now.  or for today, at least. and maybe write more taylor swift-esque songs about my broken heart.  (see yesterday's post for more of that geniusness)

I finally have done it...I have come up with a way for me to lift myself out of my doldrums, and the eternal rut I have wandered into.  ...I will be recording a new album, patterning myself after the talentless Taylor Swift...you know - the girl that dates a guy for 2 weeks, stalks him for 4 weeks, then writes songs about her broken heart...so - get a load of this.  here are the songs I have recorded so far: 1. I was really pissed when I got picked last for football 2. I was really pissed when you guys made me be the net in the hockey game. 3. I was really pissed when I got picked last for baseball 4. I was really pissed when you kissed your dog's ass instead of kissing me when we played spin the bottle. 5. I was really pissed when you said Steven Hawking had more facial expressions than I do. 6. I was really pissed when you picked a down syndrome kid instead of me for the bowling team. 7. I was really pissed when you played basketball with 4 players vs fi...

a chilly one today.  supposed to be an ice storm tomorrow.  but, it is january, after all. my son played a good bball game this morning.  it is fun to watch his hard work pay off.  next year will be his coming out year.  from a lowly junior to a senior.  his team is going to Iowa today to play in a tournament.  when I was his age, my saturdays were spent working at Jewel.  and it sucked. to follow on last weeks pleasantries with my violent spewing flu, I came down with a cold today....when it sucks, it really sucks.  oh well....only 6 months til I go fishing.  maybe 10 weeks until golfing.  so, all does not suck. 

I guess if you wade through the shit enough you are bound to find something good once in awhile.  I left work and stopped at the store to get some lettuce and cheese (and a 1.75 of sapphire).  and as I was walking past an aisle I passed a guy shopping.  and about 3 steps later something clicked.  was it a guy I knew?  I walked back - yea - It was Bob.  A really good buddy from college and the early canoe days.  so, I stopped in my tracks....he walked by me and I said - "hey Bob....."  he looked at me like I had two heads.  I guess I don't look like I did the last time he saw me which has got to be 14 yrs (and 30 lbs and many strands of lost hair) now.  "it's me - Dave"....and we had a pleasant discussion among the boxes of pasta....wow...a dear friend that I have not talked to in over a decade.  anyway - that made my day, my year.  friendships....don't let them wither and die.  because they will.  nurtur...

the beat goes on.  still grinding away, but the year end project hopefully is nearing an end.  who knows.  the news is pretty quite post election, and post inauguration.  lots of wealth to be redistributed.  take from the middle class and give to the rich and the poor.  watch the middle class be bled to death.  funny how Chicago is hiking the admission to museums, and hiking the cost to park downtown.  where will it all end....how many red light cameras and speeding cameras will you have to pass to get to the parking spot to pay $6.50 and hour so you can pay 20 bucks to get into the museum or aquarium?  where will it all end?  how many veins do we need to have bled so the government can get its due?  what is a fair share?  we be screwed.