Blessings?

Lots of crap happening.  Some good, some not so good.  Bullet time!

1. Got to play COD4 with Sgt Tastysnack on Thursday at a swank Hollywood venue.  Met Adam Sessler and most of the IW folks, including two of the three owners.  Good Stuff.  Downside was that the soon-to-be ex called in the middle of the event and told me she was dropping my boy off at the house because she didn't want to wait there with him for me to get home.  She was supposed to sleep on the couch.  I left the party and the boy wanted to stay the night with the neighbor boy anyway.  My piss poor planning backfired once again.

2.  Went to the ChiLan and had a freaking blast.  Met a bunch of people I really liked hanging out with, played a shit ton of Gears of War, and learned that Absolute Tara can be brought to mortal status in GoW with copious application of alcohol.  Murder Queen!  OMRiver is one of my heroes, Emmy stole my heart and Sys took my wallet.  The JR fam is a true inspiration.  Count it mixed blessings to have met Taxi in person. ;)  Boogie is one of the funniest mother effers you'll meet and Tmxx32 can drink Rau under the table.  Oh, and Mike James is a BIG dude!  He's hot, too.  The Profanity crew welcomed me with a barrage of well, profanity.  If I left you out, sorry, but I can't spend three hours typing this.  If you don't go next year, I'll taunt you mercilessly. 

3. Came home to my house being packed to the rafters with boxes.  I found a note from the wife's crazy cat lady friend in my underwear drawer. ~shiver~  The ex wants a fresh start, but that means she has to pay thousands of dollars to get all her shit moved to Texas while I wait for it to work out.  My house was emptied yesterday and I got half of my carpet pulled up to expose hardwood that hasn't seen  daylight since Nixon was in office.  Who the hell puts in whote berber carpet anyway?  A kid and a dog, not to mention my often time crusty workboots mean I had a vivid grunge streak on every walking path in my house, with stain islands of God knows what spattered in for accent.  So now I'm going with the Old West Saloon look to my flooring.  Anybody know where I can get some decent throw rugs?

4. The boy left yesterday with his bio mom for summer vacation, which I recalled running for a week and a half.  She tells me he'll be home on Sunday- w00t!

5. I started looking for new furnishings for the house.  I'm over the realtree camo furniture, I think I need to go more lounge than trailer.  The ladies may be more receptive to cool rather than Skoal.  I found a wooden airplane propeller that would kick ass over my kitchen door way.  Looking, looking.  We'll do it right, as men should. 

All in all, it's been a crazy couple of days.  Hard to count what are blessings, what are curses, and what may be blessings in disguise.  I'll keep count though.

Ain't nothin' to a G.