i am just scott and you're not
just scott
Giant, 30 meter ‘shroom. It took me 2 minutes to run 3 laps around this thing. Then I mowed it down with my 100 meter lawn mower. (Everything is bigger in Texas).
nerdymchotpants replied to your photo: Here’s a panorama of the Focker’s RV (this was…How did I miss this? I blame the mega church cross for blocking this sweet RV.
The mega church is blocking a lot more than just that RV, I think.
Here’s a panorama of the Focker’s RV (this was taken in southeast Houston on Saturday. They are probably in New Orleans by now).
They are Geoff and Kelly Focker, from Australia.
On Twitter and Instagram (their names are the same on both, as are mine…!)
kelfocker
https://twitter.com/KelFocker
http://statigr.am/viewer.php#/user/2509285/
gefocker
https://twitter.com/gefocker
http://statigr.am/viewer.php#/user/180438984/
I went to a family reunion this weekend.
The thing that is a little weird about this is that it’s my ex wife’s family. And there were, like, 80 people there. Most of whom I do not know.
I married into this family, so I’m really not related to anyone here.
The uncles who organized this event understand that Lyssa and I are separated, and that she has a live-in boyfriend now… and they made sure that all of us knew that we were all invited, and welcome and stuff. (These guys are all very cool, a little old, extremely educated, and pretty damn smart. All brothers, all old men. Most with beards. Most white (beards).)
In fact, a small point of trivia, Uncle Bob (white beard) named some of the streets in Houston. He was involved in city planning, and he had a hand in naming some of the streets around here. And a few of them have a little history behind them. But, I digress.
I saw many people who I didn’t know, but I realized that most people didn’t know most of the people there… so, for all anyone knew, I knew everybody there (except “them”), so, I walked around, smiling, as if I knew everyone there.
(Jedi mind trick.)
Anyway, I digress. Again. Sorry.
My ex, her boyfriend, my 21 year old daughter and me all shared a small table. We are all at ease with the whole situation, and with each other. The few people there who actually knew us, were all at terrible unease with us. And the whole situation. They don’t talk to us, (long and terrible story. Not mine, but, I married into it, so, I could tell it. Some day. In another post. If I get around to it. And if I remember to do so. Etc. Ad Nauseum. Infinity.)
AAAAnnnndddd…. I digress AGAIN. I’m really sorry.
Anyway, whatever in the hell I was talking about (I’m not even sure, now). We had a nice lunch (really great food, catered in), and I saw many people who I didn’t know, including many very pretty girls (who were all way too young for me, don’t worry. NOT that I was related to any of them, just saying… But, I digress. Shit. REALLY? Jesus. OK.)
All in all, it was a stressful, tasty, slightly nerve-wracking afternoon. I was really glad to leave there, and we (my daughter and I) went and saw Man Of Steel afterwards.
So, good ending to a hot and stressful Saturday.
And, I’m not sure if I digressed or not, there, at the very end?
I can’t really tell anymore.
I have no idea what my point was or is.
Went to a family reunion. It was weird, but the food was good. Saw a good movie afterwards.
OH YEAH! Also, some friends from Australia (The Fockers, they are on Twitter and Instagram) were in Houston Saturday, and I went to visit them later that night.They came here for a 3 month holiday (I still don’t have a clear idea how THAT works), and they bought an RV (from a traveling band called Kung Fu Vampire, so, you can imagine the looks they get, everywhere they go), and they have made it from LA to Houston, (and a few great stops in between) and they are headed to New Orleans next. They don’t think they can do everything (in three months!), so they plan to come back next year and tour the East coast!
And THAT is how my Saturday ended. With a couple of very cool, cross country RV traveling Australians who I only knew from the internet (before Saturday).
Shit. I think I digressed again. I don’t even know what’s happening here.
This is a message from the department of toast. From the undersecretary of the ministry of all things bread and most things slightly toasted, we’d like to acknowledge toaster ovens.
They get extra hot, and take a little longer than a regular pop up toaster, but you can put melty things on the bread, and it all works.
Like butter. Or cheese. Or whatever.
This has been a message from the department of toast.
Thank you for your continued support.
Dealing with loss, and disappointment, and typos and bad grammar is something we all have to do.
It sort of binds us together, in a shared common experience. The experience being grief.
We ALL experience it. And, we need each other. All of us.
We’re all connected. Rather than deny it, or fight it, EMBRACE it. Connect with someone.
It’s why we are alive.
It’s why we are here.
For each other.
What I’m trying to say is, share your bad grammar with others. The right people will understand. That’s how you know who your friends are.
And, you never know when you will have to deal with someone else’s typos and grief and stuff.
Just take it. Accept it. Be tolerant. Be there for each other. We all need it, at some time.
(I’m talking about more than grammar, but you already knew that, didn’t you?)
Marcus, I love you too man! And I’m not just saying that. You are a special human being. I’m not just saying that either. I mean these words!
(http://jscottwilson.tumblr.com/post/52899643650/future-five-in-five)
And…
Candy, RIGHT???? OMG! Hahahaha. Sheesh. (Just call them JD!) :)
#tbt Throwback
My parents. Full of love, laughter, music and art. Both died of cancer (several years ago: only fond memories remain)
OK. Here are mine. I want to do all of these within the next 5 years. One is ridiculous. All are achievable.
- Move out of this little, old, dilapidated house.
- Travel around the world (specifically to Asia and Europe) (more specifically, to Australia and Holland)
- Get out of debt (or as much of it as I can)
- Fully participate in a Tough Mudder Event (I actually plan to do this THIS FALL)
- Play Frisbee on the beach while wearing a speed-o (and look good doing it)
Throwback Thursday - Mountain Climbing Edition
In 2006, my whole family came with me on a trip to Colorado, so we hiked (2 miles up) to Arthur’s Rock. In 2012, I went back, just me, and I made it all the way to the top (it took 4 hours with all the kids, and 1 hour just by myself). :)
The view from the top was fantastic both times!
The shot of the whole family on the trail was one of my favorites, and when I went back years later, I stopped on the same trail and got a pic. Same angle, etc.
I really like being out in nature. I feel a kindred connection with the Earth and it feels good.
