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CANNONBALL! What? No.....I get to work on Campus this fall! In the Health and Physical Education Building no less! I know it doesn't really matter too much to you readers, but it means TONS to me. First, it means I get to tell the wonderful upper management at Brick Oven to shove it in several different orifices. Second, it means that I won't really have to leave campus for work. Third (and probably most importantly), I can work in shorts and a sleeveless shirt. I'm just a bit fired up about it. Ok, a LOT fired up.

Secondly, my girl, Alexis, is getting back into town today from a summer in Las Vegas. It's gonna be good times and great oldies when she gets here. Her long awaited arrival will be celebrated by 500 hugs from meeeeeeeeee.


Lastly, I would like to note that I frequent the post secret blog, and since Earth Mama referenced the orgasm postcard (which I agree with), I'm gonna reference one that hit really, really close to home for me. This little guy:

I feel like I could easily have sent this one to the nice folks at post secret. The message is simple, but the picture, the font, the colors, the roses...all of it is dead on. I'm gonna go sulk now.

"Have you ever fallen out of love?//Your feelings just disappeared//But it's yourself you're thinkin of//And so still you kept them near//Have you ever been untrue?//Even though you knew right from wrong//But the coward in you//Just kept them hanging on?"

Duh-nuh-na-na-Duh-na-naaaaaaah!

Word on the proverbial street was that Dock Night was scheduled for August 25. When I heard this, a big red flag popped up in my mind. Mostly because my significant other wanted me to go with her to visit her brother, his wife, and their son. I hate you, conflict. Well, today I found out that we are moving our visit to the 16th instead. Yaaaaaay! Mike Howard will officially be attending Dock Night! Seriously kids, I can't wait.

PS: Hoho, I'm still not-so-patiently waiting on the PERFECT link photo.

You've got the moves....I'll give you that.

As I said in my last post, my boy Anthony Lee was in town this weekend. He hung out with us in Russellville from Thursday until yesterday. We reflected on old stories, had a drink or two, played some hoops, and enjoyed Russellville as much as we could. Well, he decided that everyone needed to make a trip to Little Rock on Saturday night to celebrate the RIGHT way, so that's exactly what we did. First, the plan was that we were gonna have dinner at Benihana's. Deal. After a LOT of drinks at the restaurant, Anthony seems to think that the piano bars REQUIRE our presence. I get the hint from someone...that I need to refrain from drinking so that we have a driver. No biggie. We head to Willie D's. Apparently, they've added a downstairs "lounge" to give patrons a change of pace from the sometimes hectic piano playing. With a DJ spinning everything from T.I. to Ma$e to Prince, we spent most of our time downstairs. Also, I'd like to apologize to the owners of Willy D's. If you guys will print us up a bill, we'll be glad to cover the damage. We really didn't intend to obliterate your dance floor. You really should think about treating it with some sort of fire retardant. It's not our fault that it caught fire and continued blazing all night long. Maybe next time we should give you some notice and call before we come. Sorry...again.

Swamped

Apparently, my professors decided to postpone all the work that we DIDN'T do during the first week until this week. Projects, philosophies, tests...not to mention I have to make sure and set aside time to update my blog or else I'll be condemned by my faithful readers.*wink* If you add that to Brick Oven Pizza Company and relationship tribulations, you get an exasperated guy who's in dire need of a beer.

My boy, Anthony Lee, came into town last night. Since joining the Army, he hasn't exactly had the opportunity to visit very often, so last night, we reminisced about the old days until the wee hours of the morning. Daddy's a little tired as a result, but it was worth it. Big ups to A-Lee.

Other than all the schoolwork and the return of Big-A, nothing else is new is Daddy's world. Ooh, I'm renewing my gym membership today in hopes of toning-up my physique. A little freeweights, cardio, and ab-work never hurt anyone. That's a lie. I'm sure someone's been hurt by one of those things, but for the sake of my girlish figure, I'm gonna risk it anyway.

Good Times and Great Oldies

After a visit to Conway this weekend, I woke up Monday morning feeling refreshed. Let me explain: Even though I was hurtin' for certain from a night of Sam Adams (mm-mmm, Summer Ale) and shots of Evan Williams (damn you, Dusty), I spent Sunday constantly laughing with The Miz and Mastertater. This weekend was EXACTLY what I needed.

• Editor's note: I'm listening to Kanye's "Can't Tell Me Nothin" on Pandora right meow :)

As you all know, I haven't exactly had a smooth relationship with my current gf, and Friday was the scene for a pretty big argument....that carried over into Saturday. It almost brought the relationship to an end, but we're gonna work on a few things to see if there's anything we can salvage. With all this on my mind, I (finally) got to kick it with two of most wonderful ladies that I know and get rid of all the negative stuff that built up inside. Thank you.


I'll wrap this post up with a list (since they're all-the-rage) of things that were great this weekend:

• Jodie Foster's knuckles
• Pillow fight
• Bluetooth/Excitement about my Lion King ringtone
• Popsicles
• One word: Jade
• Bom-Chicka-Wah-Wah
• "Wisconsin Cheddar Soup" including the biggest piece of broccoli in the history of Horticulture

Short and sweet

This one's gonna be short because I gotta get to class soon. The main idea? I might make an appearance in Conweezy this weekend. Don't get mad because I haven't planned it out. It's a spur of the moment deal. If I get to come, I'll show up on SaturDAY, hang out Saturday night, and have to leave on Sunday. If anyone wants to come into town to hang out, here's your notice. :)



PS: If T.I. wasn't so skinny, he might be able to replace Mos Def. (Melissa, you know what I'm getting at)

Mother Nature is PMS-ing

What is the world coming to? I mean...really. It is July 12th, and the forecast calls for scattered thunderstorms. If I see another drop of rain hit the ground, I'm officially declaring war on Mother Nature. I don't exactly know how to defeat her yet, but I'll figure something out. I just hate that I can't have any fun outside because this summer, Mother Nature decided to get pissed off.

In other news, I realized that I haven't update my blog with the most influential news in my life recently. My only mode of transportation, my sweet, sweet bicycle, was savagely stolen last week. Yeah. Taken right off of my doorstep just in time for my summer classes to begin. I've filed a report with a disinterested police officer, printed up flyers, contacted pawn shops, and spread the word to everyone around town. After a week, no luck in locating it. God help whoever took it if I see them riding around town, because I promise to spear them off of it and beat them within an inch of their life. The most frustrating thing is that it was specially ordered to fit a man of my stature. ie: it's too big for any normal-sized person to ride, soooooooo what the f*ck is someone going to do with it (other than sell it). Ugh, I'm getting riled up just talking about it. It's time for Daddy to get out some frustration. I might jog home...since I can't ride my bike.

Get your diapers on....

...'cause you just might shit yourself. Daddy's here, and he will be for a while. Summer II classes started this morning at the crack of 7:30. Yippee. My first class seems like it's gonna suck a bit, but there's only 4 of us in there. That simple fact is gonna make it bearable. My second class is gonna require less studying than a drug test...seriously.

The only reason that you faithful readers, or disappointed readers as it seems recently, should give a care (does anyone still use that phrase?) is because since I have to be on campus everyday for class, that means that this horrible excuse for a blog will be updated almost daily. That means no more ill-tempered comments on outdated posts, no more *yawns* from HoHo, and probably most importantly, an imminent formation of a (dare I say?) Megan Haney blog.

What's new with me? Hmmmm....I'm pissed that I still weigh more than I'd like. It's not so much the weight that perturbs me as much as what I look like sans shirt. It's pretty gross. Sure, I haven't been working out as much as I should. Sure, I've indulged in a cold beverage (read: Beer) every once in a while, but I'm getting tired of it. TechFit is gonna get a big dose of Big Mike over the course of the next month.