Communication is Necessary
I have been taking peoples advice about the new Au Pair and trying to make her feel welcome by actually talking to her. I consider this to be bad advice but what do I know about people.
Me: So you just got out of the shower huh?
Her: um yes.
Me: mmm. Your hair smells so good.
Her: erm... thanks.
ok. Ok. I did NOT say that. I did think it however. Except it was kind of confusing because I am not sure if the fat Mongloid took the shower or the cute Scottish girl. I tend to think it was the Scottish girl because she always smells good. I did actually have some conversations with her too.. not sure I am good at that kind of thing without a few beers in me.
I took the kid over my friend Marks house for the Super Bowl. I know. Being social again. What the hell. It almost went bad. I was driving over and the kid had me looking at his mirror and for some reason we both thought the light changed green.. um, not so much.. I came inches from getting creamed. Not fun getting old.
The game itself was good. I played how many beers can I shove down my face before halftime.. I wanted to give myself enough time to get sober before I drove home. If you guess 3 then you win. The game itself was pretty decent. It was kind of boring at the beginning. I actually kind of started dozing off... yeah, yeah, maybe it was the beer.. anyway.. the last quarter was really good. I made it back in one piece too. I was actually fine by the time the game was over.
One thing that sucked was I missed Christina flubbing the National Anthem. The wife held me up too long. Personally I think she was totally drunk and fucked up. Do I think she should be burned at the stake though? nah. People fuck up. So what. What was up with that half time show too? I mean it was HORRIBLE. It seemed like the whole sound system was out of sync or something. The only part I enjoyed a little (even if it was a HUGE sell out) was Slash making love to Fergie with his guitar. Either that or I am wayy too horny.
The kid had a great time. He suckered Marks kid into playing some basketball on a nerf hoop. He is going to want to go to every Super Bowl party now.
Nothing else really going on. The house is leaking bad from ice dams. The fucking T was like an hour late for no goddamn good reason this morning. I mean seriously you can not run because it gets a little cold? Fuck you all. Peace.