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I don't think I'm bipolar. I mean, I do seem to go through huge emotional swings from one day to the next. But shit, isn't that normal? Isn't life bipolar? Some days are good; good stuff happens to you all day. Some days are bad; you can't catch a break. Some days are OK. My mood is generally connected to those factors. I react strongly to whatever events take place in my life. I am able to enjoy the highs and I certainly wallow in the lows when they come my way.
For instance, Saturday April 15th 2006 was a splendiferous day in NYC. It was the type of day where you needed a good excuse not to enjoy yourself. I didn't do much of anything, just walked all around with Ma and Baby Bungle, but that was more than enough. I was basically grinning from the moment I woke up (12:06 p.m.) until the moment my 10th and final load of laundry came out of the dryer.
Sure I took a brief emotional hit when I read on the internets that Mariano blew the game against the Twins. But I got over it.
Sunday was real nice, too. Saw some good friends. Played some decent softball. Drank a beer. Had a margarita. Finished adding songs to my iPod for now. I got 3000 of 'em in there. Yup.
Slow news day.
During my travels on Saturday, I came across these tourists:
For 10 GP's, what NYC landmark are they looking at and photographing?
Nobody got froshhatdat. It was an Raiders baseball hat. 1983. I wonder if Eazy E passed me on the street one day and had a Eureka moment, then waited a few years before co-opting my style. I can't stay mad at ya, Eazy.
It is worth noting that during my 82-day Raiders Hat Rampage, I kissed a total of 0 girls. But I can't blame the hat for that.
I'm gonna post some more pics from my Saturday walkabout soon. We need more pics here. Sunny day pics are the best.
And Joe Monkeyweb has already done a fine job on the softball recap, lightning-quick turnaround. As soon as I figure out the stats, I'll post that shit.
And soon we'll have some other cool stuff, too. Like a new Trayline. Hopefully.
For instance, Saturday April 15th 2006 was a splendiferous day in NYC. It was the type of day where you needed a good excuse not to enjoy yourself. I didn't do much of anything, just walked all around with Ma and Baby Bungle, but that was more than enough. I was basically grinning from the moment I woke up (12:06 p.m.) until the moment my 10th and final load of laundry came out of the dryer.
Sure I took a brief emotional hit when I read on the internets that Mariano blew the game against the Twins. But I got over it.
Sunday was real nice, too. Saw some good friends. Played some decent softball. Drank a beer. Had a margarita. Finished adding songs to my iPod for now. I got 3000 of 'em in there. Yup.
Slow news day.
During my travels on Saturday, I came across these tourists:
For 10 GP's, what NYC landmark are they looking at and photographing?Nobody got froshhatdat. It was an Raiders baseball hat. 1983. I wonder if Eazy E passed me on the street one day and had a Eureka moment, then waited a few years before co-opting my style. I can't stay mad at ya, Eazy.
It is worth noting that during my 82-day Raiders Hat Rampage, I kissed a total of 0 girls. But I can't blame the hat for that.
I'm gonna post some more pics from my Saturday walkabout soon. We need more pics here. Sunny day pics are the best.
And Joe Monkeyweb has already done a fine job on the softball recap, lightning-quick turnaround. As soon as I figure out the stats, I'll post that shit.
And soon we'll have some other cool stuff, too. Like a new Trayline. Hopefully.

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