Well, after paying too much attention and money to hockey this season, I’ve been “rewarded” with a repeat of last year’s stanley cup finals. Which for me is about as exciting as another addition to the “Weekend at Bernie’s” franchise. When its all said and done, all of this is pretty irrelevant minus the epiphany that the delete dabbling in any sort of “jock type” activity makes for a mighty uncomfortable and disappointing scenario. At the previous employer my interest in hockey was seen as odd as most other sports trumped any speak of hockey, which played pretty well into my Helen Keller inspired social life in that office, not to mention I realized that I had what is commonly known in the music world as “creative differences”, but I guess what I’m trying to say is… that they can have their sports back. I’ll retire to my art/design/music/etc. cave and hand in my proverbial foam finger. If Mr. Kroenke is reading this, could you return some of the money from the pile of bills that I left with you apparently to waste on this season’s hockey outings?
That is all for now. Until the next time, courage.
One of the many pieces in the douche-waffle puzzle that lead to the deleted’s migration north. It was worth it to save my family and I from this horrid trend of hair-do-ed-ness. eegad, I don’t miss the pointy-shoed neighborhoods and folks that I used to rub elbows with on a daily basis.
In other news, I’ve assembled a crib and am now counting down the arrival of the girl whom will fight the good deleted fight, my daughter…to be continued in August, or maybe before.
Today is the anniversary of one delete and his now wife travelling to Jamaica and returning married sparking the birth of domestic Josef. Hard to believe, right?
Since the transfer of Beendeleted headquarters to Montana, the delete is much happier. I believe it to be the distance from the transparent folks that once was a daily routine. A mighty happy wave goodbye to the land of fauxhawks, pointy shoes and that whole scene. I’ll keep my plastic with my groceries.
I’d best finish up the prep for the work day. Until next time, courage.
After a long two week hiatus from the work force and shouldering all of our belongings for a move across two states, the deleted family has found its way to Montana. We braved packing and loading a UHAUL from CO and trekking through the tundra that is Wyoming. I still find it strange how dry the winter has been ever since we started loading boxes into a truck. Apparently nature isn’t too fond of us. Anyhoo, we’re mostly moved into the new abode in West Billings, the wife and I are enjoying living in a spacious house instead of cramped in an apartment with loud neighbors and a 45 minute each direction commute, quite an improvement from the daily barrel we stared into whilst in Denver.
I’ve clocked in two days at the new job and am jumping right into everything. I’m amped to get a fresh start. Lots of experience shall happen with the new employer. I’m sure I’ll be experimenting with the new knowledge coming here shortly.
I’m happy to be back in business. That is all for now, until next time….courage.
Well folks, I’m staring down the barrel of two remaining shifts at my soon to be former employer. I sort of feel like a kid before christmas, 6am in their case, 5pm friday in my case, can’t come soon enough. Next week the delete washes his hands of CO and begins the trek up to Montana.
Until then I will be twittling my thumbs and waiting for more pieces to fall into place. Speaking of which, I must finish the morning prep for das’ commute. Until next time, courage.
I’ve been in a creative/general slump as of late, so much, that I’ve resorted to posting videos like this. Help. That is all for now, until next time…..courage.
Well, after another week in the trenches, it is the weekend. I’m currently sitting back, watching this SONIC YOUTH dvd and awaiting a shower and such, as there is a hockey game in the very near future for the delete and company. Shall be a good time.
Speaking of hockey, I heard a comment the other day comparing interest in hockey to being an avid gun nut. Wow, talk about a rather bold statement, but then again one hears such things on a regular basis if I share the fact that I grew up in Wyoming for a good portion of my life. Some people’s children, right?
*update: after attending the above mentioned hockey game, I can now see how people can say such things as we sat next to a crowd of folks that made me rethink this. Sort of makes one rethink interest, but don’t worry, I’ve recovered. Haha.
Anyways, I’m still working on a couple of illustrations and have to wrap up a freelance project as well as get more details on a potentially hefty and pretty cool project upcoming. More on this soon. Until the next time, courage.
Well, after paying too much attention and money to hockey this season, I’ve been “rewarded” with a repeat of last year’s stanley cup finals. Which for me is about as exciting as another addition to the “Weekend at Bernie’s” franchise. When its all said and done, all of this is pretty irrelevant minus the epiphany that the delete dabbling in any sort of “jock type” activity makes for a mighty uncomfortable and disappointing scenario. At the previous employer my interest in hockey was seen as odd as most other sports trumped any speak of hockey, which played pretty well into my Helen Keller inspired social life in that office, not to mention I realized that I had what is commonly known in the music world as “creative differences”, but I guess what I’m trying to say is… that they can have their sports back. I’ll retire to my art/design/music/etc. cave and hand in my proverbial foam finger. If Mr. Kroenke is reading this, could you return some of the money from the pile of bills that I left with you apparently to waste on this season’s hockey outings?
That is all for now. Until the next time, courage. 
One of the many pieces in the douche-waffle puzzle that lead to the deleted’s migration north. It was worth it to save my family and I from this horrid trend of hair-do-ed-ness. eegad, I don’t miss the pointy-shoed neighborhoods and folks that I used to rub elbows with on a daily basis.
In other news, I’ve assembled a 
Today is the anniversary of one delete and his now wife travelling to Jamaica and returning married sparking the birth of domestic Josef. Hard to believe, right?
Since the transfer of Beendeleted headquarters to Montana, the delete is much happier. I believe it to be the distance from the transparent folks that once was a daily routine. A mighty happy wave goodbye to the land of fauxhawks, pointy shoes and that whole scene. I’ll keep my plastic with my groceries.
I’d best finish up the prep for the work day. Until next time, courage. 
After a long two week hiatus from the work force and shouldering all of our belongings for a move across two states, the deleted family has found its way to Montana. We braved packing and loading a UHAUL from CO and trekking through the tundra that is Wyoming. I still find it strange how dry the winter has been ever since we started loading boxes into a truck. Apparently nature isn’t too fond of us. Anyhoo, we’re mostly moved into the new abode in West Billings, the wife and I are enjoying living in a spacious house instead of cramped in an apartment with loud neighbors and a 45 minute each direction commute, quite an improvement from the daily barrel we stared into whilst in Denver.
I’ve clocked in two days at the new job and am jumping right into everything. I’m amped to get a fresh start. Lots of experience shall happen with the new employer. I’m sure I’ll be experimenting with the new knowledge coming here shortly.
I’m happy to be back in business. That is all for now, until next time….courage. 
To celebrate the exit of CO, I’ve finally upgraded wordpress. Maybe I should upgrade the look….stay tuned for that. 
Well folks, I’m staring down the barrel of two remaining shifts at my soon to be former employer. I sort of feel like a kid before christmas, 6am in their case, 5pm friday in my case, can’t come soon enough. Next week the delete washes his hands of CO and begins the trek up to Montana.
Until then I will be twittling my thumbs and waiting for more pieces to fall into place. Speaking of which, I must finish the morning prep for das’ commute. Until next time, courage. 
Well, after another week in the trenches, it is the weekend. I’m currently sitting back, watching this 
