More Of That Loving Feeling

More of the same, so I won't bore you too much with my attempt to become the worlds skniest fat man other than to say today was more of the same workouts: Took the day off the bike that goes nowhere climbed on the sidewalk to nowhere (he treadmill) just to burn some calories and get my jog on.

The rest of the day was spent in a haze of finishing up all but one story for XXC #6, better known as Season Two, Issue One, finishing up some other mag "bidneth." Look for it soon!

More of the same weather: More snow overnight, more cold, more wishes for the end.

More of the same level of suck people: In between the time Wifey went to the gym and came home from the gym, someone rear ended her xA. Left a nice big dent in the bumper. Most likely occurred in the parking lot at the gym. Of COURSE there was no note, no nothing. I was able to 98% push the dent out, so no worries there, it again is the principal in which modern society is based: it 98% stinks.

Speaking of that 98%- I have an interesting "Curb-like" story from yesterday's B-Man pick up. Kindergarten parents are required to wait in the foyer until all the bus kids get out the exit, then we can go in. The doors to the foyer are locked and you have to buzz to get in. Most of the time another parent or guardian will just open the door for you. As I approached the door I made eye contact with a middle aged urban woman in the foyer talking on her cell phone. I gave her the "hi, can you open the door?" gesture. She then proceeds to NOT open the door, and gestured for me to use the buzzer for the receptionist. The look on my face had to be just that of freaking amazement.

So I buzz, and get one word out of my mouth and another woman in the foyer who's back was to me earlier let me in. Of course as I went in, I went out of my way to thank the woman, saying it was so nice of her to open the door for me. I then proceeded to open the door for anyone within 30 feet of the school and tell them that it was "no big deal," and "the least" I could do." Then I glared at the cell phone freaky woman until she felt uncomfortable enough to leave the foyer. Sadly, I guess I joined the 98% with those moves?

The best part of kids is the stuff that your realize is on their mind at the strangest moments. As I'm driving B. to school in snow showers, ice and slick roads with my hands in a death grip on the wheel, this transpired...

B.: Daddy, can I ask you a question?
Me: Sure Brenn, what's up?
B. Who do you like better, Spider Man or Venom?
Me: Well, I guess Spidey. Venom is cool looking, but a bad guy. Spidey is cool AND good.
B. Yeah, me too.

Conversation over.

Gotta do a T shirt pick up tomorrow. Woot-woot!

Later.