Other priorities

Posted on January 31, 2012 by sexandthesingledad

What do you have?

Here’s a great story for you.  My ex, Baby Mama, is behind on paying child support to me.  When we first split she was hurting financially so I didn’t pursue the issue.  I was trying to be a nice guy.  Almost nine years later she decided to step up to the plate and pay what I deemed an acceptable amount per month.  That lasted only a few months.

The bottom line is she’s past due on what she owes and I’ve been leaving messages for her with no response.  On Tuesday I finally got a call back.  Strangely enough it came right after the voice mail I left her saying that if she didn’t return the call that evening I would call her work tomorrow (she works outside of the office) and leave a message saying we need to talk about her unpaid child support.  If you’re gonna tell me that I legally can’t leave messages like that, save it.  I’m not interested in hearing it.

Once Baby Mama returned my call I was told she has “other priorities” and that she wasn’t going to explain what those priorities are.  “Uh,” I stammered.  “OK.”  There was a moment of silence and I said I had a question.  “Do you realize that your daughter is your first priority?”  Baby Mama told me she understood but that she still had other priorities. Continue reading →

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Something To Believe In

Posted on January 29, 2012 by sexandthesingledad

You say, “keep my head from going down”
Just for a little, just for a little
Watch my feet float off the ground
Just for a little, just for a little
Love, if you can hear this sound
Oh, just give me something, something to believe in

Parachute

 

When last I blogged, I said I was going to put together a playlist for my newly revived (and looooong over due) enjoyment of riding my beach cruiser down the So. Cal coast for exercise. 

I was true to my word and by the time I crashed Friday night there were 137 songs totaling nine hours on that list.  The songs I picked were stuff that you would listen to as you were leisurely riding a bike.  It’s heavy with Sublime (old school and with Rome), Red Hot Chili Peppers, some ska and even a few reggae songs.  I called the playlist “Beach Cruisin” and this is one of the songs on the list.

As I crashed Friday night I contemplated setting an alarm, but said screw it.  Drama Queen was kicking it at grandma’s place and I had jack shit to do on Saturday.  My first order of business was to ride my bike, but after that my schedule was clear.  After double checking to make sure the alarm was NOT set, I tumbled into bed and drifted off.

Waking up around 8:15 (and wishing my brain wanted to chill longer) I loaded the bike on the rack and made the 15 minute drive to Sunset Beach.  I turned right at the water tower and darted behind Harbor House.  Somewhere around 12th street I parked and unloaded the bike and headed towards my destination, the Huntington Beach pier. Continue reading →

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Cruising on a Friday

Posted on January 27, 2012 by sexandthesingledad

 In her defense, it was black and one could make the argument it was hard to see.

My teenage Drama Queen’s first semester of high school was officially over Thursday and the students had a day off on Friday.  With that in mind, I arranged to meet my friend Steve at his son’s apartment a block from the beach in Seal Beach for a bike ride.

As I read what I just wrote I realize that sounds vaguely homosexual and I want to assure you he’s not that kind of friend.  I have gay friends.  Steve’s not one of them.  As usual, I digress.  Allow me to begin again.

 

Friday morning my daughter and I loaded our beach cruisers onto the back of my car and headed to Seal Beach to meet my friend Steve and ride around the beach.  To be clear, I did all the loading.  She just stood there. Continue reading →

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I’m a big loser

Posted on January 26, 2012 by sexandthesingledad

I was going to give myself a virtual high five for the catchy title, but the more I thought about it, a fifth grader could have come up with it.  My apologies.

 

 

 

 

 

This is my before and after.  In case you’re confused about which is the before, the one on the right was taken yesterday.  My tits were never that big and if I ate in bed it would be the breast and not the leg.  Take that as you will.

 

Before I get to the actual post, I have a funny story to share with you.  Consider it the prequel to today’s post. 

Wednesday my 14-year-old Drama Queen had finals and a short day, which meant she came home early and I had to drive her to tennis academy rather than her going straight from school.  As we drove I was telling my daughter that someone we knew went from working for the CIA to working for Homeland Security.  My daughter looked at me and asked why this person would go from the CIA to an alarm company.

When I stopped laughing I began to explain what Homeland Security was, but decided to have her Google it when we got home.  What year of high school is American Government?  She needs a crash course between now and then.  To answer your next question, my daughter has red hair.  Her mom is blond.  Let’s move forward to the actual post.

If you follow the blog you most likely figure this is one of my whiny posts where I confess my lack of self confidence and lament my current health problems.  If you think that, you’re wrong.  Swear to God.  This is a post about feeling better about ones self and whatever other random thoughts I end up expressing.  If you’re new here, you need to understand that my posts generally start out with a destination but often I land someplace altogether different.  This might be one of those posts. Continue reading →

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A teenage life lesson

Posted on January 18, 2012 by sexandthesingledad

I need to go find a way to accomplish that.  Somehow.

Yes.  That’s me in 1984.  I’m not sure where to start mocking myself.  Is it the hair?  The glasses?  How about that shitty wanna be porn ‘stache I was trying to grow?  Maybe the fact that I was 6 ft 180 pounds and a stick?  Just don’t mock the pink oxford and argyle vest.  If you do, we’re gonna have a situation.  Just be happy that you can’t see the navy and creme colored saddle shoes I was wearing.  I will happily join you in mocking them.

 

 

 

 

Tomorrow my daughter is supposed to play her violin at Disneyland.  But she’s not.  Let me explain…. Continue reading →

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