Back to the lab again…

First weekend after the honeymoon… which means I’m back to nights… not as fun as I remember. Oh well gotta work. So My Beauty is dreaming of princesses and I’m shooting some bad guys via Black Ops. Marriage is good.  🙂

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BLT Pasta Salad

This entry marks a lot of blogging firsts. It’s my first video blog, my first cooking blog, AND MY FIRST BLOG AS A MARRIED MAN! Enjoy.

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I think I’ll get married this weekend…

That’s right, three more days and I get to change my Sweetheart’s last name. I’m excited… but I don’t think anyone can tell. It goes back to that whole “my emotions are messed up” thing. I think it’s going to be the longest three days of my life! And everybody’s saying they go faster than you think… but they aren’t… because the last year’s felt like a REALLY LONG YEAR!

In other news I got to destroy the past few months of decorating because our new carpet is supposed to come in today… actually any minute now. Unfortunately this happens to be my bed time; but on account of not feeling like having a stranger or two around my stuff without me all day, I get to stay up all day…ugh… New carpet will be a nice gift to my Soon To Be Bride though. Right now it looks like my ex-roomates changed a motorcycles oil immediately after getting in an epic fight to the death with at least three inkjet printers… weird I know. Well much love to anyone who actually reads this thing; and if you’re not imaginary then maybe also tell your equally non-imaginary friends?

Ps-it’s weird drinking coffee in the morning.

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There’s been a murda…

… of probably the greatest Sci-Fi series’ that’s ever been made. It all began when i first saw the trailer for “Serenity”.  I saw the movie and immediately fell in love.  So I began looking into it more and found out that it began in early 2002(ish) with the television series “Firefly”. I of course bought Serenity as soon as it hit Dvd, but had yet to seen Firefly. Eventually I found the series on Hulu (and by now had seen the movie in excess of twenty times); however they only show five of the seventeen episodes at a time cycling by one every Monday. It was painful. Then my wonderful family stepped in this past Christmas and bought the series for me!

I’ve just finished the final episode, and hence the tragedy… because they will never again make an episode. That’s right, the story’s over.

The story of Serenity is summed up in two words: space cowboys. BUT! The characters are so rich and perfect you never want it to end; and if you’re truly a nerd, a part of you will want to join that rag-tag group aboard the vessel that is unbridled bfreedom and adventure.

All that said I can recommend the movie citing only one crude  joke I can remember; however, the series is far more risqué. Off hand I can think of a minimum of four scenes with mature content and at least five jokes of a very crude nature. Extreme discretion should be used. I’m immensely saddened these blemishes appear in otherwise a beautiful story with beautiful characters.

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Don’t look at me like that… “Judgy wudgy was a bear…”

“…Judgy Wudgy had no friends.”

Holy crap! It’s been like six months since I’ve said anything on here… in fairness I’ve been a little busy. “With what?” you ask (assuming you asked anything because it makes for a good transition)? Well… lot’s of stuff… Let me start by saying I’m literally getting married next Friday! Boom! Nuff said, but I will in fact say more. We’ve been so busy with all the wedding preparations, just ask my girl… I’ve been pretty awesome (toot, toot… my own horn… get it?). And it is the current Sheriff’s last year, so work’s been extremely tumultuous. I kinda feel like that kid pleading not to be punished when everyone knows he broke the thing… and I’ll be honest… I’m not above crying. I will.

More immediately last night at work was CRAZY! I won’t go into details (because I like my job) but here’s some hinting: knives and drugs… see what I mean. Now I’m attempting to build a bed we got from IKEA (probably the coolest furniture store ever), and I’ve already taken a gash out of the newly painted bedroom wall. I guess I should have paid more credence to the picture explaining this was a two-man job; but in my defence those pictures had Swedish accents.

Honeymoon plans…

So lately I’ve been really looking into honeymoon destinations. For some inexplicable reason it’s been really important to me. Here’s a breakdown of what I’m (we’re?) looking for:

It’s gotta be warm, and a northern January is anything but. So long cabin in the woods; maybe some other time.

Privacy is a must… We’re a good christian couple… no further details on this one…

There has to be a great cultural option in the surrounding area, I like to explore.

Megan wanted a kitchen, so we could dine in and I love the idea.

I would like water sports

Lastly, and this is more informational, I tend to get a little crazy sometimes… I like to be impulsive and go with my emotions on certain things… and I wanted a CRAZY, unforgettable honeymoon. I really wanted it to be a once-in-a-lifetime, dream experience… Not bad, eh? So the hunt was on. Initially I was leaning for the Maldives or Bora Bora. These are literally tropical paradises; but they’re also very far away. I estimated the resort stay and airfare to excess of $10,000… so these lost some steam. Then I turned my attention to the Caribbean and All-Inclusive resorts… closer, cheaper, and still fantastic. Upon more research my favorite choice had to go due to the dramatic increase in tourist involved violent crimes… including murder… not really the sort of dream I was hoping for. Then the whole thing came tumbling down when I realized we’d be starting our marriage with great pictures, good memories, and tan/slightly less white skin (respectively); and no financial savings… Needless to say I was quite bummed.

Then my wonderful fiance began finding secluded resort vacation homes in the Florida Keys. They were nice, but eventually led me to a magnificent villa in Cocoa Beach. It’s so amazing, and substantially cheaper than anything else we’ve looked at thus far. We’ve not yet put our deposit in, but it’s only a matter of time… and at this point I’m really hoping time says those stupid tar clumps are from that shipwreck…

http://www.casacoco.net/casacoco.html

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I got a date! Well… sort of…

So I’m pretty pumped about today… I’m taking my little sis (who’s now an adult) out to dinner and a movie. We’re going to see “The Last Airbender” which is based on an awesome cartoon serious we used to watch… but for some reason I ordered tickets for the 3 o’clock showing… which means I have to get up at 1p… WHAT WAS I THINKING?!

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Dangerously Pale

The other day my fiance’s mother told me that I may have some sort of sunlight deficiency… in other words I’m dangerously pale… soo true… I have great night vision though. I’ve been taking her medical advice and spending more time outside when then thing that looks like a burning moon is out…

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Cynicism… A Gift and Curse?

So, I don’t know if you’ve pick up on my VERY subtle hints of cynicism that may or may not exist in previous posts. What can I say, it’s a gift and curse.  I’ll explain… much to my own shame.

I’ll start with some background. I was never a big guy. As a matter of fact I barely qualify for average size. So some sort of self-defense mechanism was born… I became really good at making fun of others. Like really good… again, to my own shame. However, now my wit usually just takes on the form of clever cynical one-liners. Pretty good too, if I can say so without sounding to narcissitic. I’ve found that I’m usually the funniest when I unleash the beast and say whatever comes to mind… which as you can imagine can be quite dangerous. My mind does a pretty good job of catching anything too crazy, but every once and a while it gets the best of me… Jesus has been good to me, and His work in my life is evident.

Here’s to the good times. Laugh it up.

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*In memory of my good friend Ronnie Do’Urden. I loved you like a brother, and hated you like chicken pox.

Fickle: A French Word Meaning “Really Stupid”.

Money is  a fickle thing. 

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