Why? The ManCamp Version

Last night I saw a tweet that was posted that really made me think. The post was “I wish my Dyson had a retractable cord, to lazy to wind it” or something like that. First off, I have a Dyson DC-24 for the apartment. I bought it cause it just looked cool, and like everything else, i like to take shit apart when I first get it to see how it works. No shit, some of the stuff I buy never works the same, but that’s a whole different post in itself.

After 18 years of marriage and the last year of living on my own, well besides the fact that I don’t have someone for once telling me to lift the fuckin seat, I have come to simplify my life. I responded to the tweet and said, “Why wind it, you know your gonna use it again, just leave it plugged in and out of the way?” No shit, that got me thinking about the things people do, like make the bed in the morning, for what? Shit you go to work, come come home and mess it up again.

Do people want the house to look nice incase it get’s broken into. Makes no sense and neither does the dishwasher. I mean why unload it and put it in a cabinet. The dishwasher itself is a cabinet. You eat off the same plates, use the same silverware, cook with the same shit and probably load and wash every night. I no longer unload in the morning, Fuck if i need something, I open the dishwasher use it, eat, rinse what I use off, leave it in the sink basket, and reload at night. If something doesn’t get used, it just gets an extra clean washing....Simple life has it’s pleasures and I think I just realized that I’m gonna start using the wash machine as a hamper. No shit ....


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Sunday is Definitely Dog Day.

I don’t know if your like me, not many are but on the days you have off, you try and sleep in, turn off the the alarm the night before and wham your up an hour earlier than you would have been if you set the fuckin alarm.

Sunday’s are definitely messed up that way and I like an early morning drive. So on the weekends I have my daughter, we usually head out for breakfast when she gets up a few hours later. It’s usually someplace way out of the way for the drive. On the weekends on don’t have her fuck it’s definitely a dog day, no shit I mean that literally. It’s all about women walking around on their PJ’s.

Damn it’s starts at the apartment complex with women walking their dogs in the early morning. Yeah the complex I live in allows pets, even me for that case. The whole PJ thing doesn’t end there. Shit i do about a 30 mile round trip to get a morning soda, doughnut, and Sunday paper usually in that order and at 3 different places. Why three place, well of course, it all has to do with the PJ’s. I actually get a laugh sometimes when I see the old fashion rollers in the hair. No shit it’s like the people of Walmart on steroids.

Good thing though, with summer in the desert approaching, the temperature in the mornings heats up ;)



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Name 5 Things You Can’t Live Without.

The other night, I was asked a question in an email to name 5 things I could live without. As normal when I see a question that i don’t feel comfortable answering or don’t know the answer to, I turn to sarcasm. My first thought on this was to say clean underwear and I think I did on my Facebook page. I hate doing laundry, rather go out and buy new socks when I run rather than run a load.

Clean underwear is something mother’s always say incase you get into an accident. As grow older, no so much an accident as much as you never know when you might get an opportunity to to take a roll on the red carpet. Kinda goes hand in hand with carrying a condom don’t you think, and at my age you learn not to look a gift horse in the mouth.

In all reality, the more I thought about the question, the more I decided to open about it, To me material things that can be replace can all be lived without. Not so much in this order but to me, I can’t live without the means and will to earn a living, my daughter (It’s unconditional), Family (Top of the list is Mom)/Close friends (kinda that put up with your shit), passion and humor, you just got to laugh at life, specially mine.

Happy Mother’s Day to those of you who are and feel free to comment on your 5 things :)



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Busted at Bed Bath and Beyond

When I moved out of the house, I left with my clothes, bedroom set (old torn set of sheets at that), the dining room table, couple of old pots, and a chair. I didn’t care cause little by little I got the apartment furnished. I didn’t have a tv for about three months and it took about 8 months for my daughter to get off the sofa and into her own room.

Furnished the place first cause the little things, like rugs for bathroom, kitchen gadgets, dishes, silverware, vacuum. You know the things that just seemed to show up in a household with oh by the way I bought a new coffee pot today. Long story short I put these off until the end, saved up the old 20% off coupons from Bed, Bath and Beyond and started using them.

The other day I was there picking up one of the new single cup brewing systems for coffee and at the register the lady said to me when I was checking out, “your in here more than me”

Well fuck in the first place how the hell would she know that i was there when she wasn’t working and second i ain’t telling her that i’m trying to make a comfortable home for me, my daughter and if I ever meet that right person, her too. I did what any man would do and said “Well your manager is pretty hot and I noticed she wasn’t wearing a ring. Hook me up” Lmao that lady avoids me now.

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