I Am One Year Closer to Death...
Hello out there, this lovely title is what my coworker proudly told me when he learned that I shared his womb-emergence day of May 30. Coming from a handlebar moustache sporting, lambchop sideburning, long curly hair wearing, hair metal rocking, drum playing, banger-mullet-loving, still in the 80s living, hilarious guy I can handle that. He hasn't really grown up much so I guess that means I don't have to either. Paul, I'm proud to share my day of birth with you, keep on rocking the free world.
Another person that causes me to periodically laugh out loud is my younger brother Luke. A perfect example of this was his strange behaviour last week following a friend's wedding. He loudly stated for anyone to hear that he really wanted to get married also, but I think this was only considering the potential for a huge party and not considering the tremendous amount of commitment afterwards. This coming from a kid who has past said that being in a relationship to him is the equivalent of being doomed; he didn't elaborate on this point and my lady, who was right there, took exception with a perfectly timed diss, joking of course. He also continued the previous night's reception festivities by taking them to the shower where he belted out several marriage tunes by the likes of Elton John, Kelly Clarkson, and Sam Cooke. However, not being able to remember all the words he printed off lyrics and stuck them to the walls of the shower using moisture. He was in the shower for a twenty five minute concert. You may be privileged enough soon to spot his writing on this very page, come the new school year.
Finally, a third person that makes me laugh is the both insightful and ridiculous Garry, aka Birddog. His blog has been added to the list on the right, which I've meaning to do for awhile but COINCIDENTALLY waited until he gave me some mad props. I promise.
Matt Out
Another person that causes me to periodically laugh out loud is my younger brother Luke. A perfect example of this was his strange behaviour last week following a friend's wedding. He loudly stated for anyone to hear that he really wanted to get married also, but I think this was only considering the potential for a huge party and not considering the tremendous amount of commitment afterwards. This coming from a kid who has past said that being in a relationship to him is the equivalent of being doomed; he didn't elaborate on this point and my lady, who was right there, took exception with a perfectly timed diss, joking of course. He also continued the previous night's reception festivities by taking them to the shower where he belted out several marriage tunes by the likes of Elton John, Kelly Clarkson, and Sam Cooke. However, not being able to remember all the words he printed off lyrics and stuck them to the walls of the shower using moisture. He was in the shower for a twenty five minute concert. You may be privileged enough soon to spot his writing on this very page, come the new school year.
Finally, a third person that makes me laugh is the both insightful and ridiculous Garry, aka Birddog. His blog has been added to the list on the right, which I've meaning to do for awhile but COINCIDENTALLY waited until he gave me some mad props. I promise.
Matt Out
posted by A Horse(wo)man at 7:21 PM
2 Comments:
happy birthday matt.
why are you still bathing with your brother? seriously i havent bathed with mine since we were like eight or nine.
either way.
stay clean
Ooooh, I didn't even think of how I set myself up for that one. That's embarassing...
Matt
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