vignette #1:
having run through the topics of socks lost in the wash, passive-agressiveness, snowboarding, and ex-girlfriends, among other things, the topic turned to threesomes, and how one might pray to the deities of fornicating to get some divine help in getting one:
jokerjitsu (9:27:16 PM): I’m about to get lucky
jokerjitsu (9:27:25 PM): Luckier than I’ve ever been before
jokerjitsu (9:27:53 PM): I’ve got two chicks going at it like maggots in a kill zone
jokerjitsu (9:28:26 PM): And they’re looking at me like I’m Orlando Bloom
jokerjitsu (9:28:31 PM): Made out of chocolate
jokerjitsu (9:28:54 PM): A magic chocolate that makes them lose 10 pounds
poetry, or genius? all of the above, and an evil whiff of wrongness, too!
welfareloser (9:52:30 PM): it’s kind of awesome.
jokerjitsu (9:53:08 PM): Thank you
jokerjitsu (9:53:17 PM): I can retire
welfareloser (9:53:45 PM): on the money you’ll make from the t-shirt sales?
jokerjitsu (9:59:12 PM): That’s a damn awesome idea
jokerjitsu (9:59:18 PM): I give it to you
jokerjitsu (9:59:24 PM): For your kid’s college future
jokerjitsu (9:59:40 PM): Make ‘em up
welfareloser (9:59:43 PM): hehehehhehehe. he’ll get it from crude sexual humor! i love it!
welfareloser (9:59:57 PM): it’s like getting a hooters scholarship!
vignette #2:
so last night, my husband’s midnight snack was a huge, unmitigated bowl of refrigerator-cold kimchee.
my husband is an asshole.
vignette #3:
evilgremlin has curled up on our bed and is watching me play a game of online scrabble against ialsohaveadream, suggesting words and analyzing our strategies.
welfareloser (9:57:00 PM): evilgremlin: “hmm. looks like ialsohaveadream is beating you.”
welfareloser (9:57:16 PM): eg: “does he always beat you?”
IAlsoHaveADream (9:57:37 PM): Always, EG. Always.
welfareloser (9:57:42 PM): 
welfareloser (9:58:00 PM): eg: “like, how many TIMES have you beat him?”
IAlsoHaveADream (9:58:35 PM): “Son, given enough time the sun will shine on every dog’s ass at least once.”
anyway. maybe tomorrow i will be motivated enough to post pictures of a certain dickhead’s 1st birthday last weekend. but between deciding i was by-god going to practice my banjo AND my fiddle every day, and my awesome*** husband building freaking sweet ceiling-height bookshelves all over every basement wall to hold our 30+ boxes of books, finally allowing me to actually clean the basement, move a bunch of crap from upstairs rooms to the basement, and actually have a damn-near grown-up looking house for the first time in my life… i haven’t gotten around to the blogging.
***my husband, in addition to being awesome, is still an asshole (see vignette #2… he just went down for another bowl. and offered to get me one, too.)
