Over the years, since I’ve been a blogger, I’ve written several posts where I’ve asked my readers questions. The first time I got more than like 7 comments was when I posted questions asking the readers about themselves. I mean, who doesn’t like to talk about themselves? I thought that today I’d do something similar, but not completely the same. Just know I do intend to compile your answers to my questions and use them in a book I’m writing, tentatively entitled, “How Crazy You Must Be To Read My Blog.”

· Brand of ketchup? Heinz, Hunt’s, Delmonte, a store brand or other.

· Ass wiping? Front to back, back to front, side to side or air-dry.

· Your everyday silverware? All matching or mismatch.

· Temperature of your meat? Rare, medium rare, well done, etc.

· Brand of toothpaste?

· Pubes? Trimed, shaved or Mr./Ms. Bushy McBushster.

· Smoking? Anti, pro, don’t give a shit as long as it’s not in your face.

· Illegal drug use? Pot, coke, LSD, never, etc.

· Favorite hotel brand?

· Phone sex: ever had it?

· Chick-fil-A? Hella good, I can take it or leave it, or Chick-fil-what?

· Wal*Mart? Great prices – I love it, I shop there on occasion, it’s the Great Satan.

· Chuck? He’d be fun to drink a few with and swap stories, “Oh girl, I’d so rock his world”, He can really be annoying, I wish I could have been his college roommate, or come up with your own response.

There now, doesn’t this look like fun? I know you’re dying to comment your answers so I’ll leave y’all alone. I appreciate you taking the time to consider them. FYI, I’ve been out of town but I’ll be heading home later this morning. I’ll get there just in time for soccer practice! Yay, me!

I’ll blog at ya later in the week…

Well I’m thinking I’ll grace y’all with a rare Saturday post. Primarily since I’m up, laying on my stomach in bed, pillows propped under my chest, my sleeping wife beside me, and a spit cup positioned between me and the laptop. I got all I need, including a big dip of Copenhagen Snuff. Did I mention I’ve got my 32oz red cup, left over from my college fraternity days printed with the faded Greek letters for Delta Chi, on the night stand beside me filled with vodka and peach flavored Crystal Lite and ice? No? Well I do.

What a nice day I had.

Susan had decided to take a personal day today, and since she’s got to use them or lose them before she moves to her new job, I decided to join her. I took a vaca day, of which I have many, and the two of us enjoyed sleeping in and relaxing together as only a man and wife can do. This was, of course, after she’d woke up at 5:45 and got both kids off to the bus. We slept in till around 9:30 then got up and watched a little television. Around 11:30 we got dressed and headed out to lunch. I again over indulged in buffalo chicken wings, while she ate a fish sandwich and drank a Long Island Ice Tea. After that we took the new Honda Pilot to get the oil changed and shopped around Wal*Mart for a while. Skip ahead a few hours, and she left to attend a jewelry party one of her girlfriends was throwing and I took the boy to soccer practice.

I’m sure, by now, that most of you American Idol fans have heard about the controversial pictures of Antonella Barba that have been leaked to the Internet. Yep, it seems she’s a bad girl at heart. Just the kind of girl who could get my vote week after week. It’s true, as some say, that she sucks at singing….but she definitely knows how to suck on a few other things. Click here to see the pictures. Keep scrolling down, cause there are a lot of them. If you click on them, you get an even better view! Just be aware that they may not be totally SFW. My personal favorite is the one of her sitting on the toilet!

Today and tomorrow, since it’s so warm and weather permitting, I’m going to start the whole spring cleaning thing in the flower beds/yard. There is a shit load of weeds to be pulled and I’ll need to put down fresh soil and get ready to plant some bushes and flowers. As of now I haven’t heard a weather report, but I seem to remember they’re calling for rain at some point so I don’t know exactly how much I’ll get done. I do know I’ll be doing some good eating this weekend. We’re going to try a different beef stew recipe, so I’ll let y’all know how it turns out.

So, back to the “Got Me’ picture at the top of this post. Ladies, imagine if you would that you have me for one night. My only focus would be to please you in anyway. Comment to me a little run down of what it is I could do to do your body good. Remember, I’ll never tell your husbands, boyfriends, girlfriends and/or life partners. Heck, it doesn’t even have be sexual…although I imagine it wouldn’t be as much fun if it weren’t!

Have a great rest of the weekend! I’m out of town again on Monday. It’s an overnight trip, so I’ll check back in on Tuesday.

I thought I’d share with y’all a few random thoughts I’ve had over the past couple of days as I’ve been traveling and working. Feel free to reflect upon, contemplate and comment on any or all of them. Or not…it’s okay. Don’t be feeling obligated just because I recommended it.

• That Anna Nicole Smith judge Larry is a trip. Did anyone else watch any of the hearing yesterday or today? I’m thinking that guy’s hoping for his own television show.
• $70,000 commissions rock!
• I’m predicting it here and now…this woman will be the next American Idol. Y’all remember I said it first. You gotta love them Tennessee chicks!
• Howard K. Stern definitely needs a nose job.
• I could eat buffalo chicken wings/drummies five times a week, and often do.
• Eating old french fries from the floorboard of your car might not be a smart thing to do.
• Nicking your nut sack while shaving, forgetting about it, then finding the blood in your boxers later can be a scary experience.
• It’s entirely possible that I could be the father of Dannielynn.
• My wife, Susan, can do a dead on voice impression of A.N.S. seen in this video. It’s actually scary, how well she does it.
• Working an entire nine hour day is quite rewarding.
• I’m really worried that my uncle Billy doesn’t have much time left. It looks like the cancer’s going to take him and that saddens me greatly.
• I’m so happy the The University of Tennessee beat Alabama tonight in men’s basketball. I’m going to have my son wear his UT t-shirt to school tomorrow.
• I want a new stove. One of those flat top electric ones. They look so easy to clean.
• I’ve been wondering how different sex would feel if I was uncircumcised.
• It’s hard for me to say this, but I’ve found myself (in the past couple days) thinking K-Fed deserves full custody of his two kids.
• I’m convinced life wouldn’t be worth living without talk radio.
• I find great joy in watching my son play soccer.
• It sucks to be jealous of a dog.
• I’ve gotten used to, and prefer, my daughter with black hair. I think she’s beautiful. Now the eye liner…that’s something all together different.
• Writing blog posts late at night while slightly drunk, then deleting them in the morning, isn’t a smart thing to do.
• Nothing feels better for me than being inside my wife while she has her legs wrapped around my waist.

Okay, like I said these are total random thoughts, but they’re real. When I’m driving long distances or staring at a computer screen for hours, I tend to think about things. This is just a sampling of what’s all been on my mind lately. Trust me, there’s been a lot more…but this is what I’ve felt like blogging about, for now.

I hope you all have a wonderful Thursday, Friday and weekend. I’ve got A LOT going on, so I’ll catch up again on Monday.

I had a pretty damn good weekend! It all started Friday during the early evening when I reconnected with an old friend.

A few days earlier I had gotten a wild hair and did a white pages search for a friend I hadn’t seen in twenty years. I found what I thought was his phone number, called and left him a message. Friday night around six he called me back and we ended up talking for an hour. Mark and I had been the best of friends from the time we met in the late 70’s till my family moved away in ‘84. We kept in touch for a few years afterward, but as it often happens, we lost touch. Well, this time I think we will keep in touch. He even emailed me a picture of he and I circa 1984. If it wasn’t such an embarrassing picture of me I’d post it here. Let’s just say I had a serious case of “scrawny wanna-be-redneckism” going on. Yeah, it’s pretty bad. Anyway, I was so happy to get to talk to him again. It’s wild the things you remember from the past when you’re talking with someone who was there.

Saturday, Susan and the kids and I headed into town to go to lunch and the mall. Around one thirty we dropped Susan off to get her hair cut and I drove the kids to their mother’s apartment. I’d decided to let them spend the night with her. She’s been doing quite well, from what I can see, and I figured I’ll let her have some time alone with them again. It’s been like seven months since they’ve spent any significant time alone with her.

Susan had put the makings for beef stew in the crock pot Saturday morning, so that evening we enjoyed the saucy meaty goodness she’d prepared. Later that night I let her enjoy another kind of saucy meaty goodness, and I assure you she wasn’t disappointed! Neither was I, for that matter…

We also watched that lame ass Lindsay Lohan movie, Just My Luck. True, it’s a total chick flick, but somehow I found myself enjoying it. Maybe it was just the vodka and the fact I’d just busted a load of nut gravy that made the movie so endurable.

On Sunday Susan and I found ourselves again alone, so we spent all morning staying in bed and making sweet, sweet love. No, actually that wasn’t the case. We both woke up around 10, heated up the leftover beef stew and watched tivo’d shit till around 2. She then left to go shop again for clothes for her new job, and I sat on the couch jacking off while watching Meet The Ancestors on History Channel International. Yep, it was an exciting afternoon. The ex brought the kids home by five and I made a delicious pan of baked Ziti for dinner. I know it’s carb laden, but I’d already cheated on Saturday. I figured I might as well finish screwing up the diet for the weekend!

Yes ladies and gentlemen, it was an all around good weekend! I hope your’s was as well. Today I’m heading out of town yet again for another food show. This time I’ll be in Huntsville, Alabama. I’ll be there till Wednesday and hopefully I’ll have an opportunity to blog. You can rest assured I’ll find the time if something as crazy as the last time happens!

Y’all have a good Monday!

Good God I hope I’m not developing a problem here….

Last night it was my turn. First of all let me explain; Valentine’s Day night was Susan’s night. It was all about her pleasure. I didn’t actually plan it that way, it just sort of turned out like that. As I mentioned in an earlier post, I bought some of that KY warming liquid stuff and, on V-Day, I slavered her up and gave her a top quality massage. She’d have paid at least $65 for a thirty minute session had she gone to one of those spa places. Only they wouldn’t have given her that special “happy ending” that Spa Chuckie provided. A little warming liquid on the love nub must really do the trick.

So last night she announced it would be my night to shine. She told me to lay down on our bed, then went into the bathroom to get the warming stuff. I stripped down and centered myself upon the lovely orange blanket, made by Julie for my birthday with her two gnarled hands (her words, not mine). You can see a pic of me naked with the blanket here, just scroll down the post a little and you’ll find the picture.

She rubbed that stuff into my back, ass and thighs. It felt great! After a while she told me to flip over and she used the oil to create an incredible warming sensation on lil’Chuckie and the boys. Oh yeah, I was in heaven! I let her continue with this for a few minutes until I was totally ready to go. I reached up, grabbed her and pulled her down onto the bed. I got up between her legs and, ten minutes later, I had her writhing in orgasmic pleasure. She got off but I still had a way to go. A few minutes later I was beginning to wonder if I just might be developing a problem. I couldn’t get close. I was having trouble getting to that point of no return.

I tried all my tricks. I put her legs over my shoulders and pounded, I had her get up on all fours and went for the doggy treatment, I did it all….but there was no luck. Mt. Chucksuvius never erupted. After twenty-five minutes or so I was ready to give up. I was coated in sweat and she was starting to examine how bad she needed a manicure. This just wasn’t going to be my night. She, on the other hand, had multiples. I guess that’s a good thing. When you put into perspective all the quickies we’ve had where I’m the one to get the nut and she doesn’t, I suppose it’s not that big of a deal. Still, I felt like my membership in the man club was being reconsidered. I suppose it’s a good thing we weren’t trying to conceive.

So, what do y’all think? Reckon I’ve got a problem or something? I guess I’ll give it another try tonight….I hope!

Have a great Friday and a wonderful weekend! T.G.I.F. beyotches!

Well today is the day to celebrate love. Billions of people around the world will exchange gifts, have dinner, drink wine and make passionate love with their sweethearts tonight. Me? I’ll be eating a juicy hunk of meat then making my beyotch’s toes curl. But more about that later…

This week, the week of Valentine’s Day, has several special meanings to me. First of all it was exactly four years ago that Susan and I first became aware that each other existed. It was four years ago tonight that I came home from a V-Day dinner with my ex wife, was rejected in the sex department, and went up stairs to my office and got on-line. I surfed around the Internet for a while and settled into a Tennessee Football chat room on Yahoo. Within minutes I made contact with a very attractive young woman from East Tennessee and we began to chat about all things football related. A week later my wife decided to leave me, and five months later my sweet East Tennessee girl, Susan, and I were married.

Secondly it was also four years ago tonight that Bo Snagley and I last went out to dinner together with our wives. My ex wife and I met Bo and his lovely wife Jo at P.F. Chang’s for a Valentine’s meal. Within hours of leaving them, my future was sealed and I’d met the love of my life in a Yahoo chat room.

This week also celebrates my two year anniversary of knowing the lovely Julie. It was two years ago yesterday that she first left a comment on my blog. It was this post, to be exact, that she first read and commented on. It’s all about the movie The Grudge , my dog Trooper and having sex with my wife, but you can check it out if you want. Unfortunately the comments have since expired. It was truly the beginnings of a most excellent friendship. I can’t imagine not having her, and her wonderful family, in my life.

Fourthly this week is the one year anniversary of my very first anal sex adventure. Feel free to read about it here. Take caution, it’s quite sexually explicit. Last year at this time I was celebrating the fact that I had “parked my beef bus in her brown garage”. Yeah, I have such a way with words. Since then it’s only happened twice. Could tonight be the fourth?

Today I will go to my butcher’s and buy two or three twenty dollar a piece filet mignons. Then I’ll head over to Wal*Mart and buy a bottle of that KY warming liquid stuff. Susan will come home from work and I’ll have a wonderful dinner for all four of us. We’ll give the kids their V-Day crap then, after American Idol, we’ll retire to the bedroom for a little Valentine’s celebration. I’m thinking full body massage, for the both of us, and various and sundry other adult activities will ensure. I can’t wait…seriously.

Y’all have a wonderful Valentine’s Day and be sure to let the one you love know how much you love them!

Well it would seem, based on a few comments from Thursday’s post, that there are those of you who doubt my story. Seriously folks, do you think I’d weave a false tale of getting felt up in a seafood restaurant? I mean, how random would that be? So anyway, where was I?

Before I knew it she was using the manicured fingernail of her pointer finger to stroke the bulge my junk was making in my slacks. That’s when I suddenly felt the urge to get up and check out the restroom facilities.

Okay, now this is the point where, if I wanted to, I could start to make up some shit. I could get all creative on y’all and talk about how down and dirty things got that night. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending how you look at it, it didn’t. I sat back down after returning from the bathroom, but this time I didn’t sit quite as close. For the next twenty minutes she occasionally gave me “those” glances, twice stroked my knee, and once patted my ass when everyone got up to leave.

We all gathered in the parking lot out front and continued our various conversations for another few minutes. I stretched, yawned and made noises about having to get up early and needing to get back to the room. As I was turning towards my car she stopped me and gave me her card. She pointed out that her email and website were listed on said card and that I should contact her sometime soon. I smiled, lied and said I would, made my goodbyes to everyone and left. I returned to my hotel suite alone, and stayed that way all night.

There you go…sorry to disappoint.

The weekend was good. We didn’t do much though, watched some movies and about six hours of The Sopranos. I’ve been Tivo’ing it from A&E since they started broadcasting the episodes a few weeks back. We, that would be Susan and I, had some killer sex…twice, and ate plenty of low carb foods. All in all it was a lovely weekend.

I’m home all this week then I head back out of town next week for another three days of food shows. Hmmm, I wonder what kind of trouble I can get into on that trip.

Y’all have a wonderful Monday!

I just don’t know what it is about me. There’s really nothing all that special. I’m just a regular, normal feller. If you disregard the midget porn and rectal function fascinations I have, you wouldn’t think I’m any different than any other late 30’s tall dark and handsome man you’d meet in any seedy bar, in any town, anywhere.

So why is it that everywhere I go I tend to attract the attention of random women? It’s happened many times and I’ve documented it here on my blog. I won’t take the time to find the links but if you really care you can begin looking back sometime last spring. Before I get into the story let me assure all ye naysayers out there that I’m extremely and exclusively committed to my wife and our marriage. Okay, got that? Good, I just want to make sure. Am I a flirt and do I enjoy attracting attention from lovely ladies? Well duh…yeah I sure I do. But I’d never follow through. Well, follow through all the way that is. Seriously…(uncrossing fingers now, j/k)

So….as you’ve read in my last post, I’ve been out of town for the past three days. I was in Ft. Walton Beach, Florida working a food show for one of my major customers. Manning a food show booth can make for a long day. It all depends on the popularity of the show. Fortunately this show was a good one. It was hella busy till around 2 in the afternoon. After that it died off drastically. Unfortunately there were still three hours left to go. It was at this time I began to get friendly with the lady (very pretty and a little bit older) in the booth next to mine. Her company was selling casseroles. She had an especially pungent squash casserole that stunk to high heaven. Anyway, as the traffic died down we got to talking, swapping stories and complaining about our aches and pains. Standing on your feet for nine hours with literally no opportunity to sit down isn’t too fun. Seriously, I didn’t even sit down on a toilet till I got back to my hotel. Our backs, legs and feet were hurting like heck.

I’d got a great deal on a suite in a hotel a few miles down the road. The selling point was that there was a hot tub big enough for three people in the bedroom adjacent to the king sized bed. I told her about this and mentioned that I was looking forward to sitting my sore ass in it for a soothing time after the show. This was when things got interesting/weird. She said, “If I was in your room I’d definitely be wanting to get in that tub!” She blushed then and added, “Not that I’m asking to come to your room.” She paused and continued, “You’re wearing a ring after all.”

We laughed about it for a while then later she invited me out to dinner, with a bunch of other people of course. I ended up accepting and met them at, what turned out to be, a great seafood place. Conveniently when I arrived, a few minutes after she and the other twelve people had been seated, the only seat available was next to her. Hmmm, I couldn’t help but wonder if she planned it that way. Well it wasn’t too long before I found out that she quite possibly had.

We all talked, drank, looked over the menu and eventually ordered a few dozen oysters on the half-shell. While we were waiting for the appetizers, one of the guys ordered a second round of Patron shots. Tequila has been known to do some weird shit to people, and this was no exception. Before I knew it my lovely casserole-selling friend was rubbing my arm, and lowering her head to my shoulder each time she’d laugh at one of my jokes. It was like we were sixteen and I was her date for the prom. Unfortunately after the two shots and, at that point, two double vodka/tonics I wasn’t really caring all that much. That was until I felt something on my inner thigh.

Remember I said earlier that my legs were aching something fierce? Yeah, I guess they were a little on the numb side. That, coupled with the alcohol, must have taken my attention away from her gradually creeping hand. It worked its way from my knee to my man basket in the time it took her to guzzle down her third glass of chardonnay. Before I knew it she was using the manicured fingernail of her pointer finger to stroke the bulge my junk was making in my slacks. That’s when I suddenly felt the urge to get up and check out the restroom facilities.

Okay, that’s enough for now. Work is calling and I’d best be getting my ass in gear. Perhaps I’ll pick this back up later. Y’all have a great Thursday!

P.S. When I returned from the bathroom I ordered the snow crab legs as an entrée. They were all kinds of good!

Subtitled: Damn those carbohydrates

What a great game! Congratulations to Peyton and the World Champion Indianapolis Colts! We here in the home of the Chuckster are HUGE Peyton Manning fans which, knowing our college football team allegiance, isn’t all that surprising. We treated yesterday like the holiday it was, eating way too much and having a few too many drinks. At one point my daughter asked me what was so great about Super Bowl Sunday (or SBS from here on out). I was sure to let her know that it’s a bigger deal than Christmas! Of course it was a joke, but still….hello….it’s the Super Bowl, and there is great food, booze and sometimes sex. Unfortunately not this year, but there was a reason for the no sex SBS.

Y’all may remember in the past I’ve talked about how when I religiously participate in a low carb lifestyle I don’t have to do number two all that often? Actually my potty habit drops from six plus times a day to thrice a week, on average. And flatulence? I’m sad to say it just doesn’t happen. Well introduce the carbs again and, in the words of Emeril, BAM! I’m shitting and farting to beat the band. Knowing that yesterday was SBS I pretty much assumed I’d be falling off the carb wagon, so to speak, so I started loading up on Saturday night. Saturday afternoon I made a pot of my famous chili. At first I considered leaving out the beans, but as I stood in the aisle of the supermarket starring at the shelves of beanie goodness I relented and threw a few cans in the cart. Then yesterday our SBS snacking fare consisted of tons of additional gas producing delicacies. By game time I was producing nuclear intensity fart bombs.

After the game Susan and I retired to the bed to watch the post game show and I just assumed we’d be slapping uglies. You see I’m leaving tomorrow for three days, and it had been since Friday night, after all. Given the circumstances, anyone with half a brain would be turning down the lights and turning on the Vandross.

Well Susan got into bed and I positioned myself ever so seductively next to her, on my stomach (clad only in my Old Navy Sleep Bottoms) so I could easily peer into her eyes and kiss her pouting lips. It was just then that I felt that urge. When your body is shocked with the sudden intake of carbs the gas just seems to sneak up on you. Last night was one of those occasions. I lay there on my stomach facing her, hoping the big stinky would go unnoticed or at the least be down played, but I forgot about the fan. You see we sleep with a stand up oscillating fan which is positioned on my side of the bed. It’s used mostly for back ground noise when we sleep, especially this time of the year when it’s butt ass cold outside. Unfortunately last night it was a participant in spreading my noxious odor directly into the face of my lovely wife. Noxious isn’t quite the proper word. I mean Saddam killed thousands with gas less lethal. Needless to say it destroyed the mood and I went to bed unsatisfied. I’m telling you boys and girls, carbs are of the devil. Yep, that’s the moral of this story.

I want to thank all of you who commented and or emailed welcoming me back to the blogosphere. There’s been at least four times over the past weekend that I’ve regretting returning and therefore having to come up with something to write about. Fortunately all this crazy crap just seems to happen to me. Hopefully I’ll be able to continue to use it as future blog fodder.

I’m heading out of town this morning for three days in North Florida. Perhaps I’ll get a chance to update again while I’m there working. If not, well then I guess I’ll holler later in the week! Y’all have a good one!

Well it’s been three days shy of five months. Nearly five months since I’ve last posted here on my blog. In all those days I’ve thought about posting at least once every two weeks or so. I’ve wanted to get on here and let you all know what’s been going on with your old buddy Chuck. But there has been some good that’s come from pushing the blog aside. I’ve been able to focus on the other things in life that are much more important. Those things would definitely be in the area of family and work. Last night I spent a couple hours reading some of my posts from 2005 and 2006. As I was reading I realized that I really used to write some entertaining and informative shit. It really made me get that urge to pick up where I’d left off.

I’ve also, in the past five months, come a long way in the struggle with the ex wife. If you’ve read the last couple of posts here, then you know at the time I stopped blogging I was dealing with a lot of shit involving my ex’s behavior and my desire to protect my two children. Well that’s all worked out for the best. On December sixth I was granted full custody and she now has no unsupervised visitation. (In the past we were joint custodians, although I had primary custodianship.) Now her visitation is based on my choice, and if I don’t want them around her I don’t have to allow it. In her absence my kids are positively thriving, by the way.

But there has been so much more that’s been going on over the past five months. How about I present for you here an entire bullet point listing of the excitement that’s been my life, in no particular order, since September. If you’d like additional info on any of these feel free to ask…

• Sued my ex for full custody, and she declined to show up for the hearing.
• Bought a new 2007 Honda Pilot.
• Traveled to Virginia for Thanksgiving.
• Suffered from pneumonia and pleurisy.
• Spent time in the hospital.
• Traveled to Tucson, Arizona for a company meeting.
• Vomited on myself while traveling home on Interstate 65. I kept on driving.
• Rode a mechanical bull and didn’t fall off.
• Had anal sex with my wife for the third time.
• My daughter embraced being emo and dyed her hair black.
• Once again I’ve started on a low carb lifestyle and have lost 15 pounds in the past two weeks.
• Entertained my Mother-in-law and sister-in-law here for Christmas.
• Consistently have had unprotected sex with my wife. (Reckon we’re trying to have a baby?)
• Have had to put my 13-year-old daughter on restriction for bad grades.
• Found myself resenting my dog Trooper because he seems to have a better relationship with my wife than I do.
• I’ve continued to go to Sport Clips for haircuts, but without getting an erection.
• Am on prescription medication for blood pressure and triglycerides.
• Have become addicted to the reality shows; I love New York, American Idol (no surprise there…GO BIRMINGHAM!!), Two-A-Days, and Top Chef.
• Shed a tear or two when Dixie died on All My Children.
• Ended a lifelong relationship with my favorite cousin.
• Taken an active roll in helping my daughter move away from her emo inclinations.
• Kept up a close relationship with my best bud Julie.
• Had my personal computer crash, losing all my family pictures from the past two years. This has hurt…seriously.
• Been very worried when my old college roommate Bo Snagley had a terrible car accident.
• Have made continual use of my manscaping personal body trimmer. My balls/nut sack remains silky smooth.
• Listened to my ex-wife cry because her boyfriend committed suicide.
• Missed an occasion to meet with Southern Sweetheart face to face because I was sick as hell and in the bed.
• Discovered a love for Old Navy sleep bottoms.
• Celebrated a wonderful Christmas.
• Accepted that Julie stole my “girl dog name” to use for her own new dog. I’ve accepted it and moved on, Dammit, I never should’ve told her…
• Watched every episode of Arrested Development and found myself wishing that show had never been taken off the air.
• Again accidentally showed my penis to a neighbor woman. This time I wish it hadn’t happened.
• Haven’t read or commented on many blogs….this will end.
• Discovered my ex has made 8 (as far as I know) attempts on her own life over the past two and a half years.
• Had a wonderful and productive 2006 with my company.

As you can see I’ve been quite busy over the past five months. The list above is only a small portion of what’s been going on. There is so much I’d love to blog about. As I remember more I’ll be sure to post about any other points of interest. Right now it’s very early on the morning of the second of February (I’ll set this to post later in the morning). Actually I’m thinking I should close up things now and go to bed. It’s been a very long day! I hope you all have a wonderful Friday and a good weekend. I’m sure most of you have deleted me from your blogrolls. Feel free to add me back, if you’d like. I plan on returning to blogging with a vengeance! This blogosphere forum is where I belong.

Chuck’s back, bitch!! Talk to you all soon!