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The female friends bails WHEW but…

Then I talked to Mom, and I’m going to take “The Deputy” to see the family next weekend while Texas Tech is away at Nevada.

GULP.

Then the following weekend I get to meet her dad.  She says “it won’t be that bad, my god I’m scared of your parents.”

Wow, mutually destructive thoughts. 

Well since I am going to be unable to visit with Kerri this weekend, I guess we will see an old friend.  Jeff Strahan is going to be playing at the Spoon and I haven’t missed a Friday Night Show yet.

Why start now?

Laundry and breakfast for “The Deputy” then we will go tailgate at the game. PLEASE TECH WIN!

I’ve self censored myself on some topics that I would have covered in the past with people who have been my sunshine and been HUGE DISAPPOINTMENTS.  But it serves nothing to air out all my fun.  I think that the last month has tempered me.

There is a difference is what SHOULD be said. And what I NEED to say.

And that’s the difference between Tragedy and Happiness.

Stay Strong, Live Brave!

Have a great one, and I’ll check in later.

Watch out…

The official theme song of The Arizona Hitmen one of my Fantasy Football teams.

Now I’m getting ready for the BIG draft this Sunday, the South Plains League of Affiliate Teams.  This draft is the one where Lubbock Radio and TV personalities as well as friends get together.  I’ve been part of this league for many, many years.

I felt like hell for the last 48 hours, allergies and kidneys and slept for 13 hours.  But now I am glad to be better than I was, but not perfect.

First test of the “Deputy” coming up tomorrow when she meets the 12 year female friend.

Wish us luck.

A part of me is gone…

When I came to Lubbock in 1992 I had dreams and hopes of getting that elusive degree. I spent he first two and 1/2 years in the dorms. My first stint was with my roommate Larry at the ORIGINAL non air-conditioned Carpenter Hall. We spent a week in August in that hell hole playing Madden.  Larry was good enough to play with one hand. We had all the game systems in our dorm and our dorm room was the home of various contests, all with Larry winning while we all tried to catch up to his excellence.

From there Larry and I moved over to Murdough Hall, which had air-conditioning, a key during the 100 degree days in August.  The only room that they had available was a room on the “Intensive Study Floor” on the seventh floor.  What the hell we said, because anything was better than the sweat that was pouring down our faces at Carpenter.

We headed over to the floor, moving our stuff, with the intent of finding people, horribly stuffy people that we would have nothing in common with.

Au Contraire my friends, we found fun “off” people who seemed to march to the beat of a different drummer. That’s what Larry and I were looking for.

One weeknight Larry and I were walking by to see some friends on the third floor when we passed a room with a man sitting in a hammock in a bathrobe watching baseball.  I could tell more but that’s a Mitch story for another day, the point of this story was after a crushing defeat (9-5 ) for Hall Council President by a girl who will only to be referred to as perky “I’ll show you my tits for your vote in hall council” Lisa, I decided that I was going to move off Tech property.

And so I did, I moved away to The Intern, a property at 4th and Indiana.  It was such a nice place (sarcasm thick isn’t it?).  And such good memories were had there.  When we couldn’t get student tickets for A&M @ Tech, we watched the Pay Per View at my apartment.  Christy became my psuedo-roommate so I could get cable so she could watch her soaps while I was at class.

Or the adventure of watching it dust storm, followed by mud storm, rain storm , hail, more wind, and snow… all in the matter of thirty minutes. I watched the storms come in at the Intern.

My dad listened to me get on the radio from the Intern, I proposed to my ex-wife Angela at The Intern. My friend Mitchell, got an apartment at The Intern, during the dark days that aren’t mentioned.  I was Mitchell’s wing man at the Intern.  West LA anyone? Ah the memories.

But then this year the “Marsha Sharp Freeway to Nowhere” (tm 2008 Donahue.org) project caused people to rethink that area and it was torn down to be rebuilt in a gaudier and more expensive fashion to overcharge students for close housing to Tech.

But in a way, I am glad.  That portion of my life had to be torn down.  And rebuilt.

So goodbye Intern.  Hello future.

Stay Strong, Live Brave…

I’ve been thinking lately as things have been changing in my life to less tragic, and more amazing about the ride that I have been experiencing.

I’ve been changing my thinking and been keeping the title of this post in my mind.

Stay Strong, Live Brave.

Shelby was so proud of me that I have a girlfriend now. “If you need help talking to her dad, call me and I’ll help you. I am so excited for you.”  Ryan was simpler, “Is she nice daddy,” ‘Yes she is Ryan’ “Ok thats good, here’s sissy.”

And when I told Joanna I finally told the kids, SHE was scared. Because she doesn’t want to be anything but incredibly supportive of my relationship with my kids.  She was relieved to hear that the kids want to meet her.  And so was I.  I was strong, and because of it I took a chance and told my kids where I have NEVER EVER told them about anyone else that I have dated.

You have to be strong for there will be times that you will find yourself on the short side of things. Yesterday a miscommunications on my fault threw me off my game.  I let things cascade. My world started to imploade.

Then Joanna told me that she believed in me. She asked me if I believed in her.

I heard my voice say. I need to “Stay Strong , Live Brave” and we worked out the issue. She stood by me, supporting me as I was weak.  But when the morning came and I got to see her again today, I felt invigorated.  Because I had strength that I didn’t even knew I possessed before. 

And with Joanna, I took a chance, I took a leap of faith, of which there are some people who can not and will not believe in.

I’ve never taken a leap of faith before.

The breeze feels great.

And I’m staying strong and living brave.

And for my friends who have asked me to make a list of things that we never need to do and things we need to do.

Things that we should never do:

1. Take each other for granted.

2. Fall asleep angry.

3. Not listen to the other’s point of view.

Things that we SHOULD do:

1. Meet each others parents (whether we are terrified of doing it or not)

2. Visit Canada (I’m sure we have some friends to meet) as well as many other countries.

3. Enjoy our time together

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