Funny @ MindSay

This is fuckin funny....lol. Men,,,,,,lol

Here's a funny story for dads and kids to enjoy.

An older, tired-looking dog wandered into my yard; I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home and was well taken care of.

He calmly came over to me, I gave him a few pats on his head; he then followed me into my house, slowly walked down the hall, curled up in the corner and fell asleep.

An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out.

The next day he was back, greeted me in my yard, walked inside and resumed his spot in the hall and again slept for about an hour. This continued off and on for several weeks.

Curious I pinned a note to his collar: ' I would like to find out who the owner of this wonderful sweet dog is and ask if you are aware that almost every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap.'

The next day he arrived for his nap, with a different note pinned to his collar: 'He lives in a home with 6 children, 2 under the age of 3 - he's trying to catch up on his sleep. Can I come with him tomorrow?' 

I am not an easy person to get to truly know.
It is rare for me to show my true self to anyone.
This reluctance to express my feelings openly is steeped in a fear
of being exposed to attack.
Despite my cautious approach to showing my emotions, my passions run deep.
Emotionally, there are very few gray areas for me.
I either love something or you hate it.

I thrive on intense emotional situations and unrestrained passion.
The world's many mysteries enthrall me.

Although deeply emotional,I am very good at keeping my feelings in check
when events call for a cool head and clear thinking.

I am very curious about everything around me.
I love anything that challenge me mentally.
However, I am a bit of an intellectual gypsy,
and rarely stay with any one subject long enough to fully understand it.
Subjects simply grow stale very fast for me,
and the next subject is a lure I cannot resist.

I learn very quickly and I have the ability
to see why things are the way they are
and sometimes where they are going in the future.

Nothing irritates me more today than small-minded prejudices.

My goals in life are not usually mainstream in nature.
I tend to draw my goals from my innerworld.

I tend to keep both my frustrations and my hopes to myself.
At times I lack confidence and the courage to take action.
I need to develop self-assurance.

Oh What a Weekend:

Friday night party at the Vanella's
- Mrs. Vanella, I like everything you do - I like the way you move! - Sean
- Thumper
- Yohe, Chris, Josh, John with the funny shirt(s)
- Jimmy Buffett in the kitchen
- The lights going out...twice...
- Bomb punch chugging contest between Joey and his mom
- 13
- NICOLE
- 43 year old women; Quinny and John.  Discuss.
- Rick Rude baseball games.
- 3 bouts of rain and storm, and then...the sprinklers came on.
- Nicole and I told Kathy the hotdog story...

Saturday night block party in Island Park
- Lindsay, Kristina, Nora, Jaimie
- EDWIN.  And Edwin remembering the good old days when I called him EdLOSE <3
- Erin not able to call me
- Etienne.  Etienne actually GREW.  Maybe 5 inches?  I think he broke 7 feet a whiiiiiile ago....eep!
- "I've seen Emily more in the last 2 nights than I have in the last 4 years" "6 years, Chris"  "Shiiiiiiiiiit"
- "You look really familiar. I know you" - Dan Travers, who I used to live around the corner from.  The boy who used to offer me rides - such a nice family.  Glad I didn't mess up and call him Sean.  I can't believe Sean has been dead for 5 years. I can't believe I didn't go to the memorial while I was so near by.  I wish I knew him better; I have never heard a bad word spoken about him.
- Bomb and his cousin, La Bamba.
- Old crushes.  For the first time since I was a senior in high school, I was in the same vacinity as Danny K.  We took our time to talk to each other (though I talked quite a bit to George, to be shared below), but eventually got there.  Joked about how I don't live in WH anymore, had to get to Mass, and how I was turning tricks to get there.  I was able to be brave enough that when he said that was a lot of tricks, I told him '2 at the most; I'm just that good'.  5 yaers ago I would NEVER have had the balls to deliver a line like that.  Baby steps.  He's still really cute, unfortunately.  He got heavier (I saw photos) but looked better last night.  Couldn't see his eyes in the darkness, but I know they're still gorgeous. 
- George:  "When we had that class together, we were friends".  We were friends?  George and I?  Hilarious.  Also, I called George 'Rob' by accident (actually, I said, 'where IS George' and he said "I AM George". I miss Rob).
- John with the funny shirts (last night's was about squirrels) went to give me a hug and just went and picked me up.
- Getting to put my feet up on George's back.
- Realizing I STILL don't like Mike T., and that it's OKAY that I still think he's a douchebag.  I don't have to like everyone, and I really don't like him.  He was such a jerk back then, and even though we didn't exchange words, I know he's still the same kid.  Hasn't evolved at all.  Chestnut's probably the exact same way.  I have forgiven everyone else; I mean, I hugged and kissed Yohe, who I know was one of them....but I will never forgive Teich and Chestnut for continuing it.  And it feels GOOD to not just forgive them because time has passed.