I realize it looks kinda cheezey, I know it probably won't be as good as the originals, I know my wife thinks it looks really stupid (and, admitadely, she is right about such things alot) and I know that every time I look at the screen and see that big red "S" I'm gonna think of Christopher Reeve in a wheelchair wasting away and I'll choke back a big wet one, but I'm really excited about the new Superman movie.  I mean, come on!  Where else are you going to see a performance by Marlon Brando......FROM THE BEYOND!!

If anyone still read this, here is the low down on me.  I am trying to condense a year into a few paragraphs, so please forgive me.

Sharmon and I got married July 23, 2005.  The ceremony was great, beautiful, and stressful  (in part because of my immaturity and forgetfulness.  Example 1:  I forgot the wedding license at my apartment, realised this 1 hour before the ceremony, and had to leave the church and get it because i couldn't describe where it was to anyone else.  Example 2:  I forgot to get the programs for the wedding printed.  Thankfully, Kinkos can print such things BEAUTIFULLY in 1 hr.  Yes, Kinkos saved my marriage.)  Audrea sang like a goddess, Josh looked better in a tux than me, and Jimbo kept me sane.  My cousin Mark (another groomsman) hooked us up with our honeymoon to Barbados.

In Sept. we moved from the subzero temps and overpriced everything of Sioux Falls, South Dakota to Nashville, TN.  I got a job at a scenic/cabinet shop and sharmon got on with the scenic paint shop just next door.  I got away from South Dakota just in time.  A month after i left, the company I worked for called a company meeting, fed everyone lunch, then told them that 98% of them were being laid off.

Nashville has been great for us.  It's got a small town feel with the excitment of a city.  Now, if only I was rolling in the dough to enjoy it.  But then there is the part about me getting really tired of making the same cabinets over and over and over and over.  I got into this in part so I wouldn't have to do the some lame ass shit over and over and over.  But now I find myself feeling like a factory worker on a regular basis.  And everyonce in a while I get to really show my stuff when we build a set or a christmas exhibit (the things where you sit in santa's lap?  my company builds some of those) or we do some museum exhibit work.  But that is less frequent this time of year.  Suck.  Yeah, I know, get over.  That's life.  Sharmon has been working on some cool stuff though.  She recentl did some work for Gary Allen's tour (country singer) that is about to start.  And she worked on a show in Pigeon Forge, TN called "The Miracle."  DO NOT SEE IT!  It is the story of Jesus (of course) and Jesus looks like he is having a sexual relationship with every woman on stage, the angels are dressed in really bad Halloween costumes, the singing is vomitrocius to say the least, they hung the light plot before they even had a set design and saw no problem with this, and they don't use the set in any way that the set designer had intended them to.  anyway.  DO NOT SEE IT!

Tomorrow i get to see guys in suits of armor get knocked off their horses by guys with 15ft sticks at the Tennessee Renaisance Festival.  WOOHOO!  Bring on the blood!

HEY YOU GUUUYYSSS!!  Sharmon and I just found out where we are going on our Honeymoon.  I say found out because we did not pick the destination nor are we paying for most of it.  My cousin is sending us to Barbados!!!!  He represents one of the major resorts down there and he is going to get us 8 days and 7 nights in the Turtle Beach Resort!!  And, if all goes well, he may be getting us the airfare for free!!!  And I thought Disney World was gonna be awesome.  I don't even really know where this place is!  I better do some research.

On to other things.  My sister (the perpetual procrastinator who uses "I'm a free spirit." as an excuse to not do things) has yet to come up with a date for her wedding.  I was hoping to make it to her wedding and have my bachelor party down in MS during the same period of time.  Seeing as she can't decide, I think have every right to go on and make the plans I need to.  So, be expecting to hear when I will be down there soon. 

Hmm.....I wanna be able to tell you guys what I have been doing, but there really isn't much to tell.  Marriage counciling (which is the biggest crock of shit I've ever heard of.  Isn't that for after your married and having problems?).  So the councilor keeps trying to tell us we need to decide everything ahead of time so that there are no surprises (eg.  who will stop working when we have kids, how many we will have, who will manage the finances, how often we will take vacations, where we will live.)  So, I play the game.  I give all the answers they want to hear because I can't really voice my true opinions about it because this is the guy who decides for the church if we are fit to be married and if he doesn't hear what he wants to hear then he might decide that we can't get married in their church.  I know this defeats the entire purpose of the counceling sessions, but what else am I really supposed to do?  If they want me to be honest with them, then they shouldn't make so much ride on these sessions.  So I dress nice, I smile, I nod, I respond when asked to do so, and so far we've made it through ok.  Now, don't get me wrong, some of the things that have come out of it have been good.  Some of the stuff Sharmon and I wouldn't have thought to discuss before.  But is it really neccisary to have so much riding on it?

OK, rant over.  Reset.  Reboot. 

Todays local newspaper headline:  "Prom Night Cow Tipping Kills 200"  They they think we're hicks in the south.  At least we have the decency to stay at someone's house and get drunk out of our minds.