When I get home the cat will be sitting like a gargoyle on the edge of the bed, watching her sleep. It's raining and sometimes that long drive out to Watertown WI in the pissing rain down back highways is unnerving at best. One morning I watched some dipshit swerve into the other lane and nearly cause a head-on collision. That was at 8:00am - I can only imagine what the drunk pack of yokels out in Watertown are up to tonight.

Don't worry about it, kiddo. I'll be around. I have to get to know more about you, other than you kick a lot during movies. I guess it's time to slow down. I've been working on your room like a bandit - a lazy bandit who only puts in about 2 hours a week, but it's coming along. We're going to paint it blue and decorate it like the bottom of the ocean for you. Lots of stuff up high so you can see it. I'll read you books and make you listen to me play the banjo.

They say kids think their parents are the ideal - the greatest thing ever. God damn that's a lot of pressure.

My dad (who is the greatest thing ever) is coming out in September to help us fix up the house - he bought a one way ticket from Washington and he's staying until the money is all gone. So much to do, and I have analysis paraylasis or something. Sometimes you just have to rip that fucking wall down and piece it back together the best you can. We have a lot of help from Jana's family and my family. It's going to be hard to sell that place with so much family work ethic and memories in it. It's not much to look at, but it's becoming home.

I'm tired and I need a new car. I've been meaning to write J-Dizzle and say happy 21st. I owe you a drink. Come out to Watertown and we'll bar crawl with the dregs. My neighbors have a mural above their garage, no shit. It says "OZZY". They work on their car all weekend. The guy seems to think starting it up and revving the piss out of it will eventually fix it, because every 10 minutes I hear that fucking thing start up and rev like mad. Then he shuts it off and listens to "Rock You Like a Hurricane" for a while. The cycle repeats like a bastard.