Cub Scouts

[ehowton]

Took my boy to his Cub Scouts meeting. What a complete nightmare. Myself and two other dads were there to watch their 2nd graders learn teamwork and cohesiveness. Instead, we witnessed a living nightmare.

Let me start out to say that I'm not a very laid-back person. I've always wanted to be, its what I strive for. But that's just not me. I'm what one might call, driven. I set goals, I work hard, I sacrifice personal pleasures for the end-game. Oh, I used to be laid back. My wife asked me about that once. She said, "Remember when you were laid back and not stressed out all the time?" My reply? "Remember when I drank a keg of beer a week?" Either way, I like order. And that first Cub Scout meeting was anything but.

Also, having been in the military, I must view personal appearance in a uniform differently than others. There were people there that looked like a soup sandwich. They're called irons, people, and they help make you look less like 10-pounds of shit stuffed in a 5-pound bag. And I'm talking Scout Leaders, not the kids!

Too critical, I know. We'll see how he progresses over time, and with my gentle guidance of paying attention to the leader dude.

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Cigar Update:
drax0r and I smoked a couple of those magnificent Dominican Montecristo's celtmanx had given me for my birthday. They were fantastic; perfect in every way. Moist, flavorful, easy to draw - C'est Manifique! And of course drax0r and I finally got around to smoking the DaVinci's that schpydurx graciously donated to the cause. It was a 70's day, we'd both left work early to attend a city meeting and we arrived an hour early to smoke our cigars. First of all, though a Nicaraguan product, it was very full bodied with a medium taste. Reminded me of the Hondurans I used to so enjoy. Anyway, allow at least an hour for this cigar, and prepare for a buzz. Thanks dude.

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Moron Update:
If you and I have an active text-messaging session going on, don't call me. The reason we have an active text-messaging session going on is because I'm unable to talk on the phone. Thank you.

Comments

[leonardii.livejournal.com]

We're much more than that, my dear friend.

Friends who inspire each other, the encouragement we reciprocate, and the wit and humor we share, and most importantly - the trust and fellowship we truly have cannot be put into words.

You are closer to me than my own brother. I love him, of course. But we've become so estranged because of - well just so many reasons.

Having you in my life means more to me than some of my own blood ties.

Who knows - when our children get older... maybe one of these days we might become true family. ;)

As the father myself, thinking of you - I cannot think of a better man with a son whom I would love to see grow into a man. To see the reflection of what you can give him.

Yes dear friend - like the finer things of quality, our friendship with age will become like the finest cognac, the finest bottle of wine, and the best of all things in manhood, brotherhood, and the true best of what friends can be.

Yes - I believe this most sincerely.