Banal Hemorrhage

I'm always surprised, enamored, and a little jealous at how deep, profound and complex Roxanne's mind is. Mine is 95% occupied with monitoring for "that's what she said" jokes. What makes us so different? 100% of the women (and 50% of the men)  I've met have had a deeper emotional well than I have. Perhaps in many  men, any behavior related to your emotions is extinguished early in life.

I still cringe when I remember this. I had to explain to the family that I am damaged goods. We didn't do this in my secular family. Did you have awkward moments like this?

Because all cats are manipulative fur-sacks. And I can see right through them. But damn it I love all of them.

Today, I am thankful for my wife. She lets me buy childish video game systems, at least I hope she does when she finds out. Also thankful she has either not noticed or has forgiven me for screwing up the dishwasher. Update: I received the PSVR... it is an incredible tool for immersion. Even Roxanne seemed to like it!

For some reason, I decided to introduce my mom to Parkour during our visit to Oklahoma City. It went as expected, as I have the gracefulness of a falling sack of bricks.

Why are we like this? I have such a good system for preparing for a trip, why can't I hold it past the first leg?

This happened. I don't know why but it needed to happen.

My first picture of Roxanne. I still can't believe we are still married.

This is it. The first comic in ProCreate, the tool I used from then on. In all it's glory. Look at the circle hands, the broken lines, the unnatural proportions. Gosh, I miss the beauty in absolute mediocrity.