my boy Shaun and his lovely wife Megan are expecting another baby. Josh's first birthday is in 2 weeks, so figger the second child (they'll wait till its done baking-pops outta the oven to find out the sex, like with Josh) will come possible in august or so...so that is cool. they waited a month before telling anyone...was gonna keep it a secret even longer (dunno know why) but Meg started "having" to tell the world. I just found out either yesterday or the day before. proud of my boy, he's done a hell of a lot of good

bright note #2. I love tossing my hard earned and few moneys in gambling machines. I do okay as a whole, sometimes losing, sometimes winning, but kinda sorta almost at a break-even point--give or take...till last night when I lit-up 7 outta 7 on a 2 bet on caveman keno (ya ever play? its fun as hell...) and racked up 4000 credits...at twentyfive cents a credit that comes out to 2 house payments and a bunch of catch-up on the utilities and a starter for my truck...so I gotta a little *YAY* going on with my bad self right now.

got a story in my head about memory and crime and scary stuff...dunno if I can sit myself down and actually type it or not. if I do then thats good, if I dont then the sun will still rise (behind a cloud maybe) tomorrow. but either way I kinda like the feeling of a work of fiction rumbling around in my numbskull.

today, between raindrops, while Im not working on a garage with one dude or the huge patio with my bro, I gotta stock the empty wood racks downstairs (yes stacy, theres still spiders down there), get some supplies from the store, and begin the task of getting a starter mounted on my truck. dunno who Ill beg for help, I know more about rocket science than I do about autos. I do know, tho, how to dial a phone and be all nice and ask for help--which really equals me chasing tools for whoever is under the truck cussing...

k...thanks for reading...