The Daily

The weather sucks today, well for most people probably. Being the weather dork that I am, I’m kind of digging it. Although if it’s going to be this cold at least it could snow. It’s been 35 and raining for about three days now. It’s dark when I go to work and it’s dark when I go home, I know some of you can relate. Kind of odd not to be on speaking terms with the sun. If I were really a dork I could pretend that I’m a vampire. Hahaha.
(Chuck Berry- Chess Box)
I’m driving to DC in a few hours to pick up my wife from the train station. It’s a scary place over on the other side of the bridge. We’ve been living here for about two years now. It’s the smallest town we’ve lived in in about fifteen years. We left WV to get away from the nothingness, yet here we are, right in the middle of damn nowhere. It ain’t summertime, but the living is certainly quite easy. If you’re into farming, that is. I will say in the summer, there’s an abundance of fresh produce everywhere, beans, tomatoes, melons, squash, cucumbers, just about anything you can think of and I’ve seen lots of things I had never even heard of. I don’t go anywhere near the produce section in the store from about May to October.
Seafood is great here, too. I’m a big fan of seafood, so I’m kind of in food heaven living here. So it’s no wonder I have become a card carrying fat person here in the past two years. Seriously, I could go on biggest loser. Wow, then that Jillian chick could abuse me. Sweet. Anyway… We’re right in the middle of Chesapeake country, so blue crab is king. The bay has been over fished almost to death, so commercial fishing as a way of life here is on the way out, but it still forms the base of the local economy here, and the quality is awesome. I can’t think of much better than fresh steamed whole Blue Crab on a hot summers day. Crab steamed with some potatoes, fresh corn, with a nice light lager…. oh man, good times, good times.
So it’s all about give and take. Like I said, if you just have to have yourself some civilization, you can be in Baltimore, or DC in about an hour and fifteen minutes. Yeah, just right over the Bay Bridge. The fifty year old, rusted out, gaps in pavement, open seams in the metal Bay Bridge. Yeah, I don’t need any civilization that bad. I only go over when I have to, like today. The kid digs it, though. He likes to watch the freight ships in the bay; he’s too young to be scared of much of anything, wish I was.
Other than that, not much to report. I missed yesterday due to consolidation/integration of my social outlets (Multiply, Lastfm, Twitter, NOT the Mog) into one space, the blogger page I’ve had now for almost five years. The blogger page, which has been sitting dormant now for oh, about four and a half years. Um, yeah. I’ve just been biding my time; yeah that’s the ticket. Anyway, if you’re reading this from multiply, please come over and check out the home base for Metal on Sunday from time to time. I’ve kind of known you guys for a couple of years now, but it has been mostly from the sidelines, now, I’m jumping in with both feet, hopefully it will lead to better days and ways. That’s the plan anyway. Yeah, cause I’m just dumb enough to believe that just by pen to paper, or finger to keyboard, I can change my life and maybe a couple of other people’s as well. You kind of have to be dumb to think that, but then again, stranger things have happened.


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