Catching Up With Hassan

I've been around. Seriously.

I just didn't have much to say in the past few weeks. Well, nothing worth bloggin' about. Or at least I thought. I thought I'd take this time to catch up. I know that a ton of the Facebook family have seen these pics, but... Maybe you haven't. So...

All is well, I've just pretty much stayed busy and have been hanging hard with my other half. I've also IMed and emailed a few old friends, grew older another year, shaved off all of the hairs on my chinny chin chin. And upper lip. And I still look good.

Ask my momma. She actually likes me without a mustache.

I also started getting my asanas back, eating a whole lotta greens, hanging out with old friends from high school (that ish was 20+ years ago!) and my wife swears that this weekend was the first time I danced with her.





She got to meet some of the good folks from high school. Because she's from a different place I thought it was important for her to know where I came from and who was there when I was becoming me. We had a good time, and she met some good people who after 20 plus years are still in my life. Oh, did I mention that we danced?


A couple of weeks ago, my mother in-law came into town for Easter weekend and we ran her, fed her and ran her some more. Lots of walking thru all of the nooks and crannies that make Chicago 'The Chi'. We even went shopping and she enjoyed the hell out of that. I take it Tulsa, OK doesn't have 'the black mall'. We took her to a few special places in the Chi and both her and my mother held court Easter Sunday at our home. We were able to entertain and feed 20+ guests and managed to have a good time and cater to all.

we even took her to the shrine

see, us and the mommies

A week later my brother celebrated his 29th rotation around the sun, and I ran his ass thru the gambit. I betcha he'll never take a day off of work and attend a baseball game with me. We actually hit the rooftops across the street from Wrigley Field, where the Chicago Cubs play. All you can eat and drink on a Wednesday is a dangerous thing. Well, it was for him. I can still drink your drunk-ass uncle under the table. Something I learned to do in Korea. He tried, but failed in a cute and almost 30 kinda way. Stick to the Heineken keg cans dude. Thanks to my wife, we got him home for an interesting evening with the wife and kids. I owe them an apology.

And a therapist.

I think daddy snoozed on the big birthday presentation.

I know. I stink.

But it's funny.

The day started well...

ended something like this

Okay, nothing like that. We went to a bar my best friend works and I fed his ass Sambuca and Patron... Not in that order either.

Last week to now was kind of a blur to being busy. Nothing really to report. I'm just in awe of the Repubs...

• disapproved damn near 200 million in pandemic research and relief
• filibustered and still holding up the seating of HHS Secretary, who would appoint a director of the CDC (we don't have one)
• the current pandemic cannot be controlled, and we're short (about 200 million) for relief and research

Whatever.

I think I'm we're all caught up here. I got some stuff I've been working on that I'll post tomorrow when I get back from an assignment. I swear I'm posting on a regular basis now. For real. I'm serious. No joking. Pinky swear. I had a period where I was feeling uninspired and unmotivated, but that cloud has passed.

Just tell my wife to stay the hell offa' the pole in my mancave.

See how that just picks me up and gives me hope? I figure that seeing that she has more rhythm than Carrie Heffernan some lessons just might benefit her pocket change fund. One can't be short in the impulse section at the cash register, even in a recession.

More to come, after a short commercial break...

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