I am still struggling a bit to get back into some sort of posting routine. October has been insanely busy (with work and social obligations) and I am looking forward to November wherein I have nothing exciting planned (except maybe a weekend in Charleston or Atlanta).

Some random things that have happened:
– Went to Michigan for a wedding (but you know that).
– Discovered OrbitDVD. It’s awesome.
– Attended two Halloween parties and hosted one.
– Only got blackout drunk once.
– Got a hot new jock and boxer brief.

Meanwhile … my sister and I unexpectedly found out last weekend that we are tied in to dad’s estate. He didn’t leave a will and we assumed our stepmother would inherit everything. It turns out that’s apparently not the case. So, my “No worries! We are off the hook.” attitude has become “Ugh. We are on the hook and now there’s stuff to worry about!” I guess we will find out in the coming weeks what it all means.

Dr. Phibes and Co. are in town this week for a slightly altered version of MonsterFest. He’s rented this super swank house overlooking one of the local country clubs. 6,000+ square feet and valued at a million and a half. It’s really excessive and makes me wish I were rich. We probably won’t get that many movies watched this year, but it’s always the company that’s the most important thing.

So, yeah. Fighting off ennui and the blues with more drinking in everyone’s favorite tourist trap, Gatlinburg. But … there were only three tastings this time as we skipped Ole Smoky’s Whiskey Distillery.

Don’t ask me why David is making weird faces.

Most importantly, Sugarlands has finally romped out this year’s batch of Pumpkin Spice Latte Sippin’ Cream. This shit is AMAZING.

I am still alive. Just taking a little bit of a blog break. Maybe I will post some more tomorrow.

My dad died this past Wednesday (9-18-19) at the age of 76 from lung cancer that had metastasized to his bones. It was a rough month for him and the family once we got the diagnosis. We bounced back and forth between the hospital and nursing home only to ultimately end up with him at home (where he wanted to be) for hospice care. From the time we found out what was really going on until he died, we only had three weeks left with him.

Honestly, what can I post here about how awesome my dad was? I know what those things are that made him so special but I don’t think I can put them down into words right now … maybe not ever.

I am trying my best to act like things are normal even though it feels like there is a hole in the universe now.

I would love to give a serious punch in the face to whoever came up with the phrase “God won’t give you more than you can handle.” What a bunch of bullshit it is.