ok, the results are in.

Katherine is buying us a beach house after she graduates from A&M. Gig Em.

O.K., I am taking a poll.

Should I buy a beach house or finish putting my daughter through college?

Here I am down in Crystal Beach Tx.  No phone except for my cell.  No T.V.  Not even central heat (it got cold last night).  Yet my laptop is able to connect to the internet as if by magic, wireless.  I have some old Blue Oyster Cult playing on the CD.  A steak on the grill next to the potatoes.  Got my woman and my puppy dog to keep me company.  Life can be good sometimes.  It does not take much. I think happiness can only come from interaction with others on this ride.  You have to be around others who love you and whom you love back, be it friends or family or lovers.  Or in my case my wife and  puppy dog.

I think it can be easy to get down on yourself sometimes when you forget this.  You can look around and see others who appear to be far happier than you and you feel like you are missing out on something and you feel like time is passing you by.  Especially when it comes to love.

It's amazing how much I write that I end up erasing. Guess I am not quite ready to share as much as I think I want to.

BOC is over.  Got some Maroon 5 Live on now.  A little more mello.

timestamp:chicago 1 astros 0, top of the 9th

fast forward from my previous posts.

there is a lot of stuff I want to talk about.  it swirls aaround my brain in a fashion that makes it hard to orgainize into cohesive paragraphs.  i have obviously given up on any kind of formal spell checking or grammer checking when doing these posts.  please forgive me. (I do).  Schezophrenia is a wonderful thing.

my daughter was here this weekend and graced me with a visit.  i love her to death.  if the world ended today i would want my wife and my daughter by my side.  i would be happy.

I have had two heart attacks in my life.  the first one was on the side of a road in the backwoods of conroe tx.  I was on a 60 something mile bicycle ride.  I sat there and stared off into the woods contemplating life and mostly death.  it was quite different than anything else i have ever done.   I will never experience anything else like it.  My conroe dr. called it a widow maker, meaning that it was the kind of heart attack that produces widows i suppose.  I really dont remember it being that bad. go figure.

it did give me a whole new  prospective on life.

i am going up to tamu this weekend to spend some time with my baby girl and watch a game.  gig em.   hey ba ba.

fuzzy

see ya in college station

xxoo

I played golf this moring. 27 holes. started before sunrise. 62. 59. 46.  The 46 is a PR. Yea me.  As you can see I am not very good, but I have only gotten "serious" about my game for about a year.

Aggies win.  Gig em.

Life is short and you never know when it will end.  When I was young I thought I would live forever.  I know better now. I have some really good friends and family who belive that there is life after death.  I go back and forth.  I have loved God with all my being and have cursed him with equal abandon.  I have never been so uplifted nor so down in the pit of dispair when it comes to Him.  Where did that come from.

Kat just called.  I am talking to her and writing at the same time.  Going to sign of now and talk.