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so i’m gonna try to start the seperation of kid and state policy now. we’ll see how that goes.

here are some oldskool jefke.com topics:

So as we were arriving home from the hospital, there was a crew of ‘workers’ going to down on maestro’s house. as i recall, the closing on his sale was the 23rd, so i imagine that he was having ot do some work to the place to get it up to snuff for the transaction. the worker folk were very very very local. as we pulled up they had their dump truck sorta parked on the sidewalk half in front of maestro’s and half in front of our house. now we wanted to park in front of the house, to unload the captain and all. so natty asked me to ask them to move their truck, she was in full on "this is unaccetpable–I AM not going to let THEM tell ME what to do with MY baby" mode so i complied. i got out of the subie to ask them if they’d help me out and i finally got the attention of a guy moving debris into the truck, well i thought it was a guy, it was a full on 2 tooth missing mullet wearing woman, and i only know that from her sports like bra under her over alls. at least i think it was a bra, it could have been a bro, i’m not sure. i was pretty sure (s)he was going to just yell at me and coldcock me. but actually they moved the truck, and then knocked on the door to ask us to move the subie as she didn’t want any thing to happen to it. i thought that was pretty nice.  but shit, they were working on a roof in like 100 degree heat, they look MISERABLE. makes me thing of dr. hathaway in real genius: "what are you looking at? you’re a laborer, so start laboring–that’s what you get for not having an education"

so i guess it means that the people moving in to the house should be here soon. oh goodie, a chance to nickname people.

anyway

so i havent’ had a haircut in some time. and i’m sporting the slacker beard. i noticed this morning, with my bed head, i look frighteningly like the other dad from my 2dads

i’m not real happy about this. then again, i have a good excuse to get some acid wash shit and wear it around town. funny thing is; in our neighborhood, i might actually start fitting in. why ami letting myself go so? i dunno. i still haven’t given up the dream of the jack osbourn fro. natty’s convinced that my hair won’t do it. but i think that given enough time, it would. 

well kids, my bagel is done toasting. so i’m off. don’t be strangers.