Flight reprise!

I heart this show!

3 Legged Cat continued...

ok, Ive decided against the 3 legged cat idea. I really didnt decide against it but she got adopted before I had a chance. I have put requests out for a couple more cats. One is missing an eye (one eyed willy) and another is blind. Either way, Pixxie will most likely have a lil bro or sis soon.

Friday night and the Neighbors

It was a good Friday night. My friend Pete and his wife Christine and son Dom came to visit. We watched some Indiana Jones, drank some beers, chilled in the "drama free zone" and pissed off my new neighbors with the turntables and stereo.

Life was so good here until the upstairs neighbors moved in last week. So what if I was bumpin tracks @ midnight. Its Friday night. You should be taking your girl out instead of staying home and pounding on the wall to get me to stop playing. Can you hear me typing through the ceiling? I thought so.
On a completely random note, I want to adopt a 3 legged cat. I just feel the need to rescue her. Kali and I had a great idea. If we both get two 3 legged cats, we could make at least 3 regular legged cats. It would be like Voltron! And you wouldnt have to feed them as much. Right? AND ILL FORM THE HEAD!

Cherokee Massages

I have an affinity for massage therapy. I believe that it cures all that ails. I go quite regularly (bimonthly) and find that it detoxes me like nothing else. Im not talking bout that crappy asian, rice smelling, happy ending crap. Im talkin bout some deep tissue, pressure point , aromatherapy, uncomfortable so that it hurts massages. The kind that only my very tiny cherokee healer gives. For a measly $40 for an hour, this woman channels my chakra while putting the hurt on all the lumps in my back. I highly recommend muscle therapy from a licensed healer. She knew that I had back problems by feeling the arch of my foot and asked if my boss was left handed after working the knots in my shoulders. (he is a lefty btw) Thank you so much Naeneve and I will see you again shortly after I pick myself up out of the jello mold that you pressed me into!

Grocery Observations

I have this great thought process going on tonight in the shower. Maybe it was the hot water or the sound of the cat whining outside the bathroom door because I didnt leave it cracked for her to get in. Either way, I was thinking about items I purchased tonight for dinner and whatnot. The grocery checkout must think that Im a lunatic. I wonder how many people have the same shopping habits as me. There ought to be a shopping etiquette or at least a protocol. Maybe Im the only one that notices this but I tend to look at the items purchased by the shoppers in front and behind me. The couple in front of me bought 10 cans of kidney beans, oreos, and ice cream. The old lady behind me bought laxative and 3 bottles of white zinfandel. Truly interesting would my protocol be for public shopping adventures. The purchase of contradicting items during a single purchase must be regulated. You must also be aware of how you present yourself to the checkout personnel. Case in point, the quite large woman in line yesterday wearing a shirt much smaller than what fit her with a strange food stain on the chest should not be buying hot sauce with the value pack toilet paper. The quiet, fidgety girl last week probably didnt need the cucumber with the 9V battery pack. (or did she?) To elaborate, the bearded guy wearing the yamaka shouldnt be arguing over a 50 cent difference in his purchase. Talk about profiling people! I have some strange purchase equations but I even know better than to go through the cute, short haired checkers line and buy a 12 pack of magnums. Its kind of like an American Idol episode. You know, when Simon says "it was just the wrong song for you". Speaking of AI, we need to discuss tonight's episode. WTF is up with Norman Gentile.

I hope he makes it to the top twelve. If America votes him through, I think the delicate bubble surrounding this franchise will explode and take everything down with it. By the way, tonight I purchased sugar free pudding and a pound of sugar. Deal with it.

V8 and head on collisions.

I heart V8 juice. My boss gets these little 5 oz sizes in the fridge at work for all patients to drink before or after their appointments. I am addicted to them and have at least 4 a day. Maybe Ill put a lil jal sauce in it and have a virgin mary.
Speaking of my boss, he almost died this weekend. While flying his plane he almost collided head on with a 737. My job is recession proof but if the boss dies what am I supposed to do? I dont know how long Dr Smitty would go unnoticed.

Dinner

For the record, tonight my dinner consisted of: one Chinese pork bun and a bag of Albertson's chocolate chip cookies. Point of interest, if you purchase a frozen pizza please read the directions and leave it frozen until ready to cook. This will prevent it sliding off of the cardboard tray provided by Freshetta and belly flopping onto the floor rendering it useless.
Pixxie's dinner was Friskies, floor pizza, and whatever she was licking off of the dishwasher. Most likely dishwasher pizza.

Shes so hot!

Shes so hot! I want to tell her how hot she is but she'll think Im sexist. Shes so hot shes making me sexist. Bitch!

You've got to love Flight of the Conchords on HBO! This week Bret and Jemaine fall for the same girl who happens to have an epileptic dog. They throw an awareness concert for canine epilepsy and the stage lighting gives all the dogs seizures. You cant make this stuff up. I cant wait to see them live in May.
Its been a good year for shows and sports for me so far. Since January Ive been to 2 Ducks games, the Chargers/Colts playoff game, club level at the Arlovski/Emelianenko fight, club level at the Darchinyan/Arce fight, and DJ Bad Boy Bill in Anaheim. Events coming up are the Indianapolis 500 w/ my dad, FOTC @ Rimac, Fleetwood Mac @ Staples w/ SRae, Pacquiao/Hatton @ MGM Grand, and oh did I mention SEASON TICKETS TO THE CHARGERS 2009 HOME GAMES?!. I made a promise to myself this new year to make this year the most fun filled, exciting time of my life. I needed to stop stressing and start living more.



Look how cute my baby is being right now. I swear she could never be more than 10 feet away from me and not get lonely.

First post, first blog, lots of firsts

Due to a recent inspiration, I have decided to put myself out there for the world to see. Hi! Im Will but everyone calls me Smitty. Its kind of interesting how I got here. When I say interesting I really mean only interesting to myself. I always say that in my 29 years on this earth, I have seen and done more (the wrong way) than most people their entire lives. I left my home in Indianapolis, IN after I graduated high school to seek my fortune in the Marine Corps. I say seek my fortune but honestly I just needed to get away, make something of myself, and do it on my own accord. There is nothing I haven't done or seen. Nothing really surprises me anymore although everything still amazes me. After the military I kind of stopped documenting my life. Im not quite sure how it happened, I stopped taking pictures, writing, etc and didnt really seem to care. About two years ago it just hit me that I had no record of the last few years to remember them by. I didnt want all of my stories to become big fish so I bought myself a camera and started making up for lost time. You could say that I am a picture fanatic. Id like to call it....well....Im a fanatic. I found that it was easy to keep in touch with friends and family (mainly my brother) through myspace but Im just not satisfied with the occasional blurb or photo comment. I have a lot to say at all times and I will be heard! I come up with the most random thoughts and ideas all the time and I always kick myself for not recording them for later. Enough about me for now, meet the loves of my life.........

The most adorable furry creature ever created, my beloved Pixxie kitten. "Stix" as we like to call her. Also sweetheart, angel, baby, honey, and cat legs. At this moment in fact she is sitting on my arms/lap while I type this paragraph purring like a finely tuned motor. She is a spoiled brat but well deserved. She belonged to a girlfriend of an old roommate of ours who left her after the breakup. He was going to take her to the pound when he moved but we couldn't let that happen. I really think that she adopted me and not the other way around. I really tried to change her name because Pixxie is not conducive of two grown men but she just wouldnt respond to "Killer". We just spell it with 2 XX's so it sounds more manly.

Joseph Eric. Id have to say hes my proudest mistake. Much to my surprise almost 6 years ago this perfect gentleman made his way into the world. Its interesting how you react the moment you realize that there are bigger responsibilities in your life besides yourself. What can I say, the kids a lady killer. Hes got to be, he looks just like me!