Margaritas and Felonies

It's funny... I start way too many sentences that way. Maybe a good thing. If I think a majority of the examples in my life are funny, it must mean I have a fantastic sense of humor. And if I have a fantastic sense of humor, then I must be funny.

So, once again, it's funny, I can't believe this Goddamn blog is still here to play with occasionally. Um, yeah, I guess that's not really funny.

Anyhoo, I'm still here. I'm living. I'm loving. I'm doing. I'm working out fairly consistently again, I'm still one of the greatest fathers that's ever lived, I still have the same job I happen to love, and I'm still just a little fucked up. Look, I wouldn't be me if I wasn't just a little fucked up. I'm currently on the edge of introducing a million dollar idea to a company that may be interested in taking my million dollar idea to press. I've also been getting in contact with friends from the past. I share scars with more than one of these friends.

I just thought maybe I should say that.