The Little Things

I don't think i'm a boring person. I have a cool job, and a cool wife, and a cool slit level townhouse, and two cool dogs, and two cool turtles, and a cool family. I'm kind of a big deal. I don't want to turn into one of those people who says things like, "yeah, I used to be like that...but then I got married and had kids and blah blah..." I know, why in the world would I need to justify my coolness to the world? Luen says things sometimes like, "I don't know how I used to do, working 50 hours a week, going out all the time, and taking care of Ace." What she doesn't realize is that she is still that person. She works six days a week, rides with Cara, goes out with me on Friday's, cooks dinner most nights, and has time to be a good wife. I don't think I've changed all that much. I may be more mature, and a bit more tan, and a bit more hot, and a bit more rich, but all in all, I'm pretty much the same. I see a lot more of "the old her" now that Cara is around. It makes me happy. Being back in Rochester is bringing back parts of her that I fell in love with all those years ago. Life is good.

On a side note, I'm really getting tired of the election coverage. I'm missing good shows. I know for a fact that no matter who gets elected, they are going to do whatever they want to do once they're in office. Political campaign promises are rarely fullfilled, because they don't have the power to do what they promise. The president can't magically pass legislature. They have to work with a bunch of frustratingly old, crotchedy farts who are hardly ever present when it comes time to vote. I'm so fed up with this countries government. But, if I don't vote, then I'm just contributing to the problem. So, I have to vote. I'm just not super happy about it. Excuse the rant.