So, it's finally Halloween. Cool. Been getting in the mood all day by listening to Type O Negative. Good shit. Stuff like, "All Hallows Eve", "Creepy Green Light", and "Pyretta Blaze" really get the juices flowing. Yeah! Well, I tried to sell the wife on the Priest/Nun thing one more time, but we've got rent to pay and we don't have the money to splurge on costumes. Oh well. She still thought it was a funny idea. The nun fucking the priest part. Actually, as long as she got sex, she probably wouldn't care what we were dressed up as. Anyway.

I almost cried today. Uncle Bob has a great entry. If you haven't read it, then head on over there and take a gander. A box of kleenex wouldn't hurt either. Damn, the old man makes me laugh sometimes until I almost pee myself and then turns around and shows his serious side. Will wonders never cease? Seriously, though, go read it. I'm honored that old UB though enough of us humble D-landers to share such special and personal thoughts with us. You go, Bob!

The wife said something to me last night that really made me feel kind of old. I was telling her that Harbinger had her birthday over the weekend and that she was 23 now. The wife was silent for a minute and said, "Do you realize that you're just a year and 2 months away from 30?" DAMN! I mean, yeah, 30 isn't old by any means, but...well, the sound of it. I'll be 30. I remember when I was little, like 7 or 8, and I thought 30 year olds were OLD. And to top it off, I'm already getting grey hair. Go figure. I've got grey hair on my head and I've noticed a few in my beard. It's cool, though. If I'm as hip and cool as Uncle Bob, Uberhamster, and the sexy, sensuous Anenigma then I'll be happy. Yes, I have a thing for Anenigma but it's strictly platonic and hell, WHO HERE IN D-LAND DOESN'T? I was saddened today to hear about Uberhamster's losses, though. Kittykity and I have 14 rats right now and 4 of them are getting close to 2 years old. Rats don't usually live much past 2 years so I know we've got some bad times coming. We can feel blessed, however, because all of our rats are healthy and strong. No abscesses, no sickness. They're our little babies...besides our real little babies.

Not really looking forward to taking the kids out this evening, but hey, it's in the parent contract. I plan on taking pics of Demonchild and Icebear Jr. in their costumes and posting them as soon as possible. Hey, I got to get my kids all the attention I can before little Andrew comes. I'm sure that Uncle Bob's hit meter is going to go nuts once the "happy day" has come and gone. I'm just not in shape and I don't look forward to all the walking. We're probably going to take them around the apartment complex (all 8 buildings) and then we usually go to my mother-in-law's house and hit her neighborhood. Having the baby of course, we're going to score and score big because, well, he can't eat it. It's ok. We'll give him an extra bottle and he'll never know the difference. I'm a bad father.

Well, I'd best get this thing finished up. The wife is messaging me every 5 seconds telling me to get my fat ass outta here and head home. We want to try to get the kids around before it gets too late or too dark. So, you all have fun, don't eat too much candy, and come back and see me tomorrow.

Happy Halloween ya mufuggers!!

"Where are we going and why am I in this handbasket?"

Icebear

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