This morning I went to take my eight hours of drivers training. We started at 8:20 and got out at 3:15. HA, I love it when they surprise us that way. The instructor was fantastic! He had been a local police man for the past 29 years and is retiring in December. He moved quickly through the information, and used many local anecdotes to drive his points home. Also in the class was a high profile insurance agent, (got caught speeding in a school zone), who also added his two cents when in applied....

Some of the richest humor I derive is that which is ironic. The surprise of what I think is one thing and often is another, never ceases to amaze me. As a younger, more angry man, when things didn't go the way I'd hoped, I would often, foolishly over react. As I have matured I, one, don't set my expectations nearly as high, and often shadow them with a touch of bleaker outcome to lesson the sting, and two, when they don't go my way, try to find the humorous side through the irony of it all. ...

I love admiring great photography. While so many us have the freedom to take pictures with the improvement of a camera feature on our phones, the internet is saturated with pics of all different types. Some of them are nice shots, some are amusing, and some are candid. But most of them can be only describe a snippet of the life in the image.

While I admire the medium, the talent I have for it couldn't fill a dimple on a golf ball. The closest I have ever come to capturing one...

I haven't been out since my wife left. I have made a conscious effort to avoid any romantic opportunities and conversations to allow myself a fair time to heal. It's hard!! I've consistently been with someone for the last 26 years, with the exception of the year after my first wife died. Even then, I went out prematurely with a couple women, and spent a lot of time in strip clubs just for the female companionship, regardless the level of intimacy that can be derived from that.

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I got up early this morning, and brought some more firewood up to the house. Made cinnebuns for the kids for breakfast, and took my daughter to school.

While I was there, I stopped in at the school office. A couple weeks ago, I filled out paperwork to make sure I was the default number if the school needed to reach me, instead of the ex wife. I still had not received a phone call from them in regards to anything, including snow day changes. The secretary looked in the system...