It appears as if Ficemook hasn’t been around to offer her always interesting analysis of my dreams. But in case she is, I have another one. For those of you just tuning in, the sleep deprivation that comes with having twins has resulted in some crazy-ass dreams. Over the weekend I had one where my dad, my good friend Leo and myself shared an apartment and it looked suspiciously like the house I grew up in, but it wasn’t. My life was pretty much exactly like it is today – decent job, married, kids, etc. I was satisfied. My dad and Leo, on the other hand, had no job due to corporate layoffs. And they both had started doing work for the mafia. Next thing I can remember is that there was a huge party at our place and someone told me quietly that my life was in danger because of some shady things Dad and Leo had done for the mob.
Now – here’s the absolute best part. I was in my room, freaking out about what to do because I was enjoying my life and I didn’t want to change anything. Suddenly, Rhondella Richardson walks in my room. For those of you out-of-towners, Richardson is a local newscaster on Channel 5. Yes, this is nuts. Anyway, she walks in and tells me I need to get out of town and change my identity NOW if I want to keep living. I walked out into the party and ran into an old classmate, Rob Bashaw, whom I was never friends with (but was a likeable guy). He said “hey Jeff! Long time no see! How are you?” I looked at him and walked right by and behind me I heard him say, sarcastically, “whatever. I’ll catch up with you later.” The only other thing I remember is being totally pissed that I had to do all this because of Dad and Leo’s mob doings.
Okay, Ficemook, figure that one out!
Hey dads, ever drop a baby? Or totally freak out because you almost dropped the baby?? Remember, you can respond anonymously if you want! I haven’t done it, thank god, but it is one of my biggest fears.
I've almost dropped Luke twice. Thankfully, I have hands as good as an NFL wide receiver. Or something. But it is scary to see it for those two seconds where you can envision the baby hitting the ground.
I’ve almost dropped Luke twice. Thankfully, I have hands as good as an NFL wide receiver. Or something. But it is scary to see it for those two seconds where you can envision the baby hitting the ground.
You sang like a canary! Now you're gonna get whacked and you're gonna be forced to listen to Journey before it happens.
Leo
PS Rhondella says hey.
You sang like a canary! Now you’re gonna get whacked and you’re gonna be forced to listen to Journey before it happens.
Leo
PS Rhondella says hey.
When my son was about four we wet on vacation in California. We were at Venice Beach and I was holding him out in the ocean — just a few feet out — enjoying the waves breaking on us. All of a sudden there's a HUGE MOTHERFUCING WAVE that knocks him out of my arms. I grabbed him right away, but he'd gone under and swallowed a bunch of water. Puked his little guts out and was fraked out like hell, but we both survived.
I was talking to him about that just a few days ago. He's 15 now. He says his memory of the event includes seeing a weird looking sea creature when he was underwater.
When my son was about four we wet on vacation in California. We were at Venice Beach and I was holding him out in the ocean — just a few feet out — enjoying the waves breaking on us. All of a sudden there’s a HUGE MOTHERFUCING WAVE that knocks him out of my arms. I grabbed him right away, but he’d gone under and swallowed a bunch of water. Puked his little guts out and was fraked out like hell, but we both survived.
I was talking to him about that just a few days ago. He’s 15 now. He says his memory of the event includes seeing a weird looking sea creature when he was underwater.