It's a Crazy World We Live In....

....especially when you live in Downtown Dallas.

So last Sunday when I was taking Sylvester outside to do his 'bidness' I was across the street at a big patch of grass. While I was outside waiting for him to finish, I heard some whistling. So ignored it, like I usually do...but it wouldn't stop. So I start looking around for who was whistling and couldn't find anyone. Well, Thank God I had my sunglasses on because there is a parking garage across the street from the grass. I happen to look up towards the garage without moving my head and I saw.......a NAKED MAN.

That's right, NAKED. Well, I guess not completely naked. He had a blue and white tank top on that he had pulled up to his chin. With his other hand, he was holding on to his junk. Since he didn't see that I saw, he kept his stuff covered. Then a big group of people came by and he disappeared.

Fast forward to tonight....

So I get home after having a drink with two of my coworkers and I take Sylvester out again to the patch of grass. I am on the phone with Julie chatting when all of a sudden I look towards the garage and I see my favorite NAKED MAN. Except this time, he left the shirt at home and was completely naked. Well, I guess he was wearing shoes and a ball cap but there was a lot skin to be seen.

So I ask Julie to send me the non emergency number to the Police. When I am about to call, two women walk up to me and start petting my dog. So I dial, the number doesn't work and the women are going gaga over the dog with the crazy naked man behind them in the parking garage. I, of course, want to protect their diginity and tell them in a calm voice that their is a naked man behind them trying to show his junk, so don't turn around. At that time, I call 911. While I am on the phone, my buddy figures out what I am doing and disappears into the garage again.

At this point the ladies are 'safe' and they leave. I call Julie to give her an update when I see a cop across the street in front of my apartment complex. So I grab the dog and run over to the cop. I start talking to the cop and telling him about my NM situation. He tells me, "Well, I would go look for him but someone in this apartment complex tried to commit suicide, so I guess I need to stay here. I mean she is alright but I need to stay here." So my new cop friend calls 4 of his bike cop friends over. They get my story and investigate the parking garage. All while my original cop friends and I watch as the girl who ate too many pills is being taken away in an ambulance.

So yeah, that was my night when I got home today. Naked Guy and crazy girl all in 20 minutes. Needless to say, I guess I will be investing in some Mace to either spray at NM or in my own eyes so I don't have to see his junk.

INVEST!!!!

Have you ever wanted to invest in a bar/restaurant and didn’t really have enough money to be considered? Well, now is your chance…if you want. Ben and Zymology are in some dire need of investors and since I don’t have a big wad of cash to give him, I figured I could form my own investment group…as in we all chip in any amount of money to the group and we will invest from there. Then once it comes time to actually earn some money back we can divvy up our earnings amongst the group by how much you invested.

I really don’t know if this will work but I figured it was worth a shot. If you are interested or know anyone else who is interested, let me know.

Also, if you are big money bags and want to be your own investor, I can contact Ben and have him send the actual business plan rather than my email. 

I also hear investments are a good Tax write off for next year….

On a more serious note, I appreciate everyone’s support of Zymology over these past couple of weeks. I am hoping that he will come up with the funds that he needs to keep open…at least until the summer months where he has a fighting chance. Please do not feel obligated to give any money if you can’t, I just figured I would try my hardest to help him out.

Thanks again!

Happenings...

Ok so I figure I should let you in on some updates....

First, remember when I posted that Mary Beth and I were going to work our butts off before Darrah's wedding? Ha! Didn't happen. We did really well for a couple of weeks and then the holidays came, and then the awesome food and vacation punched our Work Out dreams in the face. We did talk about working out, we just never did it.

Then of course there was the article I read about how you can change your life in 30 days. I was gung ho to do sit ups, push ups, paint my nails and wash my face. What I learned...I hate painting my nails. It was a waste of time. I would pick at the paint all day long and curse my nails. Nail painting...lasted one week. I figured I would be awesome with the sit ups, push ups and face washing...but after trying to do drunk push ups at 2 AM quite a few times. I gave up. I lasted two weeks. So, I never changed my life because I didn't give it time.

Now we come to the Lent contract. Mary Beth and I gave up candy, fast food and fried food (all with loop holes mind you) and shockingly enough....We did it! We went the entire 40 days without any of the things we gave up. So you can rest assured the first thing I ate Easter morning was some chocolate my mom brought. Then it was off to brunch where I had some fried food. Then to celebrate, Mary Beth and I went to lunch today and celebrated with more fried food. So yay for us, we finally stuck to something. :)

Best Moment of Today: You would think my best moment of today would have been Mary Beth and I's awesome lunch or pint night at Ben's...but it wasn't. It happened at work. On one of the rare moments that I didn't have my headphones in, I picked up on a conversation next to me. My coworkers were talking about something and somehow it came up that a psuedo invoice was needed. Except I didn't hear psuedo.....I heard PAH SWADE O. Oh yes! It was great....if that wasn't funny enough, when my other coworker corrected the girl for her incorrect pronunciation, she said "Well, it is Spanish so...." Really? Is it because it ends in O? Now I know I haven't been in a Spanish class in a while, but I am pretty sure Pah Swade O wasn't a word I learned. I guess I will have to ask V.

Sylvester: He is pretty much the devil. A cute devil, but the devil nonetheless. His favorite game is to bite your toes as you walk or make the most pitiful whimper while you sleep. Good times. He is lucky he is cute. I just wish his needle teeth weren't so sharp.

Up and coming: Since Mary Beth and I can't be motivated on our own to work out, we have decided to join a boot camp. So starting in May we will be waking up super early and working out at 5:30 AM. So if you live near Victory Park, I apologize beforehand for the high pitched bawling, uncontrolable cussing and neverending complaining you will hear so early in morning. Wish us good luck. We will be torturing ourselves for an entire month, 3 times a week.....at 5:30 AM. Ugh, what have I done....

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