DJ's Detritus

A Creative Writing Class Dropout's Last Refuge

Thursday, May 28, 2015

Top 5

The below article is based on the writings of an Australian palliative care nurse and lists the top 5 regrets of the dying. I've created what I expect to be my own list, which will hopefully not be relevant for 25 or 30 years.

5. I shouldn't have had a third taco

4. I wish I had spent less time with my family

3. that last cage match

2. my WorldCom stock investment

1. Shit, I'm gonna die

Sunday, May 24, 2015

Relentless

I had a chat with The Wig this morning. The subject of my blog came up and I acknowledged my laxity. I knew bold action was necessary. The moment I hung up, I went for a swim.

I do not think people realize the effort that goes into posting links and making a few comments about them every couple weeks. Yes, it is minimal. I have been suffering a malaise of sorts, not much different from the one President Carter spoke of. With Letterman off the air, I'm not the same.

As I was composing this, I got a call from my wife. She was in an upbeat mood as she found the perfect chairs for our patio. The only problem was that she couldn't transport them. She had brought bungee cords with her, but gosh, she could just not secure them. So I had an unplanned trip to Home Depot. Earlier this morning, I did most of the prep for the dish she is making for our BBQ today. I'm glad she realizes I'm available 7x24 for her needs.

The big fun on Gull starts at 4pm today. I cleaned the grill and got some propane, so I'm ready for almost anything, except the onslaught of the FC posse. Have I ever mentioned that I spend entirely too much time with these people? At least I'll have this post up so #1 cannot bust my chops.

I read this article and realized it could have been written by me. I sent it along to my kids. I am a koala dad with a dad bod.

Saturday, May 09, 2015

Your Post-Birthday Post

To start off, it is time for me to come clean. I have temporary lip fillers.

Have you heard about the Dad Bod? I've had one for years.

My brother is putting the crowbar to his wallet tonight and taking me and sis and our significant others out for bday dinner. We're heading to SoMa for a little hipster watching and dinner at Bar Agricole.

As I'm sure you know, Zayn Malik recently departed One Direction, which Stephen Hawking and Noel Gallagher had opinions about. I was not too happy about it myself but I want what is best for Zayn. The thing that really bothers me is the Twitter feud he had with ex-bandmate Louis Tomlinson. We all need to let Zayn shine with his own light.

Last Saturday was the wife's birthday so I decided to re-use my Dead Flowers reference in my personalized birthday card to her. I like to create these because they are so much more meaningful and I don't have to blow three bucks at Safeway. Dead Flowers are one of the things she was not getting for her birthday. That day was also World Naked Gardening Day. We waited until we got back from Monterey Sunday to participate. Our neighbors called the cops.

Due to an aversion to academic rigor, I've never much been into science. However, I did find this article interesting. It reminded me of Don Rickles' line "What do you want me to do, drop my pants and fire a rocket?"

http://tinyurl.com/k8sotxy