This and other things that don't make sense...

Smart Monster Cars...Daughters that no longer take my word for it.

Reagan and I have butted heads the past week. Be it clothes, when she has practice, doing homework...she is pushing my buttons left and right.

I don't know about the teenage years. it is gonna be painful.

It is a beautiful day here, birds are singing, kids are now in the backyard playing, temp is in the 70s, doc says my blood is good, what more can you ask for?

I can here you say Ikea hot dogs, but they probably are not good for you...Now, Ikea Frogurt cones...$.99 and they are huge!!!

In other news, what is the deal with people making their cars memorials of people that have passed on? I couldn't imagine doing that (a) because no car is really worthy of the passed on person, more of an insult; (b) pretty much insures you are never going to get over them not being there; (c) it gives me the willies. Sure that is my problem, but if we get in a fender bender, I am taking off rather than confront you...

Gas here is $3.08. How many miles to the gallon do you think the Monster Smart gets?

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todays survey

Since you all have done so well with the past two surveys I've taken ( another shirt slogan for Dad and do you get full eating salad or just bored ), here is another: If you eat, say, a bag full of fortune cookies - and I am not saying I have - do they all come true or just a first/last rule? Do they all negate if you eat more than one? Anyone? Bueller?

And now we are One!!!!

Who would have thought: you would keep reading after day 3? I would keep writing after day 2? (see http://robertwmason.blogspot.com/ for reference) that you would get anything out of this? that I would get anything out of this? that I would make 250 posts into this thing..? And "get" I did. Last month, I signed my first contract for a writing position (in my free time) with a Rhode Island magazine. I used many excerpts from my blog as samples and they dug it, enough to want to pay me. I am very excited about that. A big thank you to all of you that keep reading that misadventures of my family, friends and I. The journey thus far has been fun and giving you a bird-eye view into our lives is weirdly fun. At first it was like walking around naked, now I am a full fledged nudist; so to speak. In looking back over the first year, I live like a king. Sometimes all it takes is a bit of reflection to see how good you've got it. Usually this hits me on business trips and ...

How I'll probably die

My new thing has gotten me running, yes running, the past week without complaint and without watching the clock. Unfortunately, the high-risk fringe sport will probably have Ian find me at the end of the treadmill runway, twisted, with a guitar slung from my neck. What is it you ask? Some kind of Mariachi Marathon? Close. Running while playing Guitar Hero is the greatest thing since running with my buddy Jeff. Come to think of it, that really was just running with someone calling you, "fatty" the whole time, but I digress. Running while jamming on guitar trying desperately to keep up with great hits like "American Women" and the surprisingly fitting, "Band on the run". See what I did there? Anyhow, it is freaking amazing. No longer are my eyes glued to the maddening clock. No longer am looking at data (which I seem to hate when it is counting my exercise), I am playing a game. I am a Rock God when I run. Now, I know what you are thinking. Being a...

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