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Darth Sweetness

Yes, I am just on the border on complete insanity enough to follow up a post like the last one with one that is pure fluff. Pure fluffy CAKE, BABY!

But not just any cake, I'm talking about silky and smooth delicious creaminess oozing with all the evil that is the Dark Side of the Force! Awesome isn't it? You can read all about it here.

And since my birthday is less than a month away, I suggest you all start pooling your resources, because I have decided that this is what I truly want for my 45th birthday as I celebrate my descent into total madness.

As long as it doesn't have any eggs or dairy. That will, of course, be a challenge.

I may be crazy, but I still want to protect my heart.


Places Both Dangerous and Dire

I find that, very often, maybe too much so, I wind up telling Bennett's 'story' to perfect strangers.

I'm not sure why I do it, maybe because it is just natural for me to talk about anything and everything. Maybe because I don't get out a lot, so when I do physically talk to people I can be a bit of a motormouth. Maybe because in a lot of ways Bennett's story is so integral to everything that is going on in my life so it naturally comes up in conversation.

I do wonder how much is 'too much' though. Do people really need to hear this thing?

And in so much detail?

You ask some people, they'd say that I don't need to be so open. Even here. 'TOO MUCH INFORMATION.' I hear that a lot. From a lot of people. Or in this Facebook, shorthand age, TMI.

Others would say 'Let it fly! Why not talk about the things you want to?'

The reality of where I should land is probably somewhere in the middle, but I have never felt comfortable in the mid…

It's Always Been Hard to Say No

Well, at least when it isn't in accompanied by an additional 'No'. As in 'No-No.'

Or when I say it to anyone under the age of 12. That's fairly easy.

Or when I tell myself 'No' whenever the internal dialogue comes up as to all the things that I need to start doing to better myself and get Life moving in the RIGHT direction for a change.

Or those times when I say 'No' to help from the many people who offer, even though the truth is that deep down inside I know how much I really, really need it.

Hey, can I revise my title to this blog?

The fact is it isn't hard for me to say 'No' at all. I wrote that title because when a good friend of mine wrote me a note and asked me to write a blog today because seeing a picture of Eddie every day for the past week or so as the main photo made her sad...I couldn't say 'No' to that.

THAT I get. Completely. This individual worked with Eddie as much as I did. And Eddie had a way of impacti…

Love Ya, Man...

Think about you ALL THE TIME.

But especially today.


You Gotta Be Kidding Me...

And no...I don't mean that T.O. signed a one-year deal with the Seattle Seahawks. I kinda like that.

I mean that the power was on all day, until around 5-ish. Then it flickered. Then ten minutes later it went out again.

Now I am back at Jen's parents house. Again.

Thank God for their hospitality, huh?

But this SUCKS as far as our shitty power company...AEP of central Ohio. I am so sick of this crap. Losing power blows on so many levels. But it blows on levels that go beyond levels we used to deal with now that we have The Bennett Situation.

Still, it is great to be able to be here. Can't ignore that blessing, and so we don't. One of these days, somehow we'll have to figure out how to repay it.

Gotta get my anger under control though. It's a bit high right now. The week is off to a bad start. The month is too. No sir...I don't like it.



We live, at least for the time being, on the worst power grid I can ever recall living on. Lost power earlier this afternoon and am now writing this on my laptop from my Mother-In-Law's living room.

Not that I would have maintained any streak because of yesterday, but I didn't plan to because not this week but the week after I will be out of town on a short camping trip and not worrying about posting to this space.

I'm sure everything will come back on in a few hours, but it was getting steamy in the house and Bennett doesn't understand why shit doesn't work and we can't explain it to him and it just starts to get out of hand so if we have someplace to go why not go, know what I mean?

Anyway, if you (this means you, UHOH) see me on X-Box Live all night long ignoring your repeated requests for games and chats, it's cause I ain't there, my TV and X-Box just came back on and automatically signed me in. ;)

Though it will Auto Shut-Off in six hours. So that…

Bennett's Got a Date

Bennett has a new Home Health Aide for hopefully a nice long while...and this time we continue the tradition of family members being involved.

In this case, now in addition to Jen's Mom, who watches Bennett on Tuesday evening's, Jen's cousin Angie (not seen here as she is taking the video) will be helping with Bennett some of the time.

He LOVES it. You can see how much fun he is having while she is around and even, on occasion, when the opportunity arises to have her own kids interacting with Bennett.

Can't beat that at ALL. She'll be doing this a couple of times a week minimum for Bennett, likely more, and we could not be happier. But the key is, neither could HE.


A Question and Answers

SO. Time to start getting back into the thick of it. One way to do it is by killing two birds with one stone. In my absence, I have received a lot of questions privately. I imagine those questions are shared by some. Seems to me it might be easiest to just get some of this kick-started by answering those questions here, since they might have some universal aspects to them. I'll trickle them out, but let's start with one, shall we?

The most common question I got was...How am I feeling?

That question, to me, is not answerable. Only because I can't do it without really complicating it. And I never know what it actually means. Physically? Mentally? Spiritually? About the seemingly impending doom of the coming future? (That should answer SOME of the question right there, no?)

Bottom line is this. I always give the Hair Answer whenever someone asks me this usually. And that answer is 'Fine'. Because to be more specific, I gotta have a more specific question.

But...I got…


Time to resurface I think.

Yeah...I suppose that no matter how much I try to convince myself to give this up, and that in the end it doesn't REALLY matter, I suppose it actually does, somehow.

It certainly has to matter more than the endless hours spent playing HALO, or the enormous amount of time during such an endeavor that I might spend trying to find something as insignificant as a skull or a terminal.

Many of you won't know what the Hell I am talking about. Or why it is even significant. And you won't understand when I say how much I detest The Flood. Can't stand levels that feature those freaky things in 'em.

Doesn't matter. Let's just say that I recognize that as a hobby, gaming is a time-sucker to the Nth Degree.

Granted, ever since my very old friend Richard got himself an X-Box 360 for his birthday, I have to admit that I really, really like being able to 'play' with him. There is something so overwhelmingly satisfying about it.

See, I d…