Wow. It has been a few days since I last decided I had anything important to record in cyber land. Two years. This may take some time.
Kari and I have pushed two more years of dealing with each other in matrimony. To easy for me. Not so much for her. Awesome woman. Great mother to our two chicks. We went to D.C. and Brooklyn together. Our first big trips since the Army moves we made. I made a big mistake making her walk the Brooklyn Bridge from Tribeca all the way back to Crown Heights. It was only 104 that day. We found ourselves lost in Bedford-Stuyvesant asking for directions to Kingston Blvd. She loved me a lot that day but in a weird, I'm going to kill you if we make it out of here alive sort of way. Got to see my bro Green from my Cav days. He's a bonafide NYPD cop now. He came down to our apartment after work to hang and drink. I saw him, hugged him, and then we immediately started busting each others chops. Some things never change. Poor Kari forgot how the pair of us turn on our asshole switches when we hang out. A few nights later she was forced to take the subway with us back into Manhattan to drink and be merry. All she could think about was how we had to get up at 0630 for our flight home. But she came along and had a great time.
The girls are back in school. Ham's a fourth grader and Cuss is a Kindergartner. How quickly they have grown. They love comic books, earrings, riding on the Zamboni with dad, and trying new foods collectively. Kate loves her guitar, giving dad fashion tips, the pool at the Y, local wrestling matches, and amazing mom and I at how brilliant and mature she can be. Gretch loves convertibles, dad's Harley, hot tea, vegetables and lifting weights at the Y. Old muscle bound men look at her with awe and amazement.
Katie and Gretchen try their first and last Luther
Almost all stock. Frisco bars from Biltwell, new exhaust. 1 week old.
Current configuration.
