I was out with my friend Dan on Saturday night.  I had a lot of trouble not being irritated.  I am not sure if I am showing my age, or its an appropriate response, but I get extremely irritated and frustrated when I hear anyone say “IDK” or “JK.”  Even “LOL” gets to me, but I can overlook that one on occasion.

I understand in text messages (I don’t abbreviate myself but I understand), but how am I supposed to have a conversation with someone when they say “IDK” instead of “I don’t know” or instead of “just kidding” they say “JK.”  It kills me.  It makes me wonder how they got through college, or got a real job.

Man it irks me.  When I heard that girl say “IDK” and follow it up with a “JK!!” I was ready to yell at her.  But she was (is) Dan’s friend.  I held my tongue…..

For a while at least.

Ella rocks. Even on her off cranky days she still likes Funcle AJ.

Visiting Buffalo is always full of peaks and valleys.  High spots and good times and down time that drags.  Its good to visit friends, to see old spots that were home, and people that make you miss being here.  On that point its three in the afternoon and I’m drinking a beer by myself.  That’s ok though, soon its off to visit Baby Squire and the smiles she brings (I suppose I’ll visit the Parent Squires – Sean and Missy – at the same time).

But while sitting here I am trying to figure out what to do about my birthday.  Its less than two weeks away.  Normally I say screw it, and do nothing.  I have a history of bad birthdays.  This one is on a Friday.  I’m contemplating driving someplace I’ve never been before by myself for my birthday.  Literally running away for a weekend.  Whats to stop me?

What I really need is a destination that excites me and at the same time isn’t a ridiculously far drive.  Say less than 4 hours, maybe 5 tops.  Chicago is five (although I’ve been there before).  Ann Arbor is three.  Indianapolis is 5, and Wussy plays there Friday night on my birthday, but I wouldn’t make it unless I took my birthday off of work (tempting).  Cinncinati is just over 3. 

Maybe the Wussy line of thought is the right way to go.  Find a show somewhere on Friday or Saturday that is within my driving limit and go to it for my birthday.  I think I’ll do some research this week and put wheels in motion.

I’m feeling freaking great this morning.  I am rested (relatively), caffeinated, and smiling.

Anyways I’m looking forward to heading to Buffalo this weekend.  Watch the Superbowl with friends (not that I care too much about the outcome), see Baby Squire (that’s right, Funcle AJ is on his way), and in general have a great weekend out of town.

But more than that, I get to drive to work this morning.  And if the tradition I’ve had going for the last two weeks stays, I will happily be passed by the same car with a donut on its front driver’s tire going 70 on the highway.  That’s right, those dinky little replacement spares that are supposed to get you to the repair shop slowly and not too far, its been on this one car for almost two weeks. And the guy cruises, fast, while talking on his cell phone (that’s only been a couple days).  But it makes me smile.  And laugh, and wonder if I’ll get to see the crash when he eventually dies because the donut explodes.

Ok.  This is obviously a work in progress.  I am so out of date with my coding that it is kind of disgraceful.  But I’m no chump when it comes to learning new things (or relearning things I used to know).  It all comes back pretty quickly (and I’ll have Reg as a resource, suck it Reg, questions coming your way).

So this is a borrowed theme, til I get my own up and running.  All in all though, man am I excited.  Like, really excited.  This is going to be fun.  And I’m looking forward to it.  Now to work on getting my Daily Drawings page up and running.