so much for posting every other day. i tend, in my insecurity, to assume that no one even reads this anymore.

we are winding down. 25 days until we head back into town. tonight, i am excited. thinking about the big move in a less stressful way, i can't wait to finally sleep in a bed with my wife. more than midday naps, anyway.

report day is August 2nd, and graduation is July 23rd. so, some time in between there, we will be in Chicago.

we will be keeping busy with shower and coming home/going away parties, eating good chicago food for the last time in a while, and seeing friends. if you are a friend, make a date. we only have a week.

i am starting to better understand how Colleen has been feeling the past six months. i miss getting to see Matt on the weekends, my brother and mom. i miss my dad telling me about bullshit around the building and whether or not our usual mail carrier must be on vacation. i miss work. everyone there. well, not everyone. i'll stop by.

Colleen and i found a place that serves chicago-style food. the dogs had bright geen relish, but they were not vienna beef. more like ball park. the italian beef tasted like a beef. by beef i mean fart. close enough though. a good pizza cannot be found.

ok. sort of scattered thoughts tonight. the point is that i miss chicago. i am nevertheless excited for the new home we will have in killeen tx for the next 3 1/2 or so years. don't worry, we will visit. fuckers. (mom, this last bit was not meant for you. the visiting part, yes. not the profanity bit.)

running water.

been a while. a stressful bit of time. but everything, now, is beginning to come more securely into place. my new place had some issues with not being totally livable when i first moved in. shower and sink were not installed. i survived for a few days by showering at another house. finally, the bathroom is completely finished. sink installed. i'm living like a real human being.

39 days until graduation. Fort Hood is in the middle of nowhere, but there are three Dairy Queens in the town adjacent. so, there's that. no Chipotle, though. we may have to go a distance for such luxuries.

Dave is in town for a wedding and various touristy things. about to go get him to hang out and all. tune in later for maybe a story or something about texas living. i don't know.

fuck texas.

so much to report. caps, be damned.

first of all, this weekend was just great. family was in town. terry and jess, ski and caitlyn, mom and dad in law, and jimmy. we did a lot of shit.

we saw the alamo, which was surprisingly cool. by cool i mean that the temperature inside was way cooler than i expected, but the place itself was sort of lame. by sort of i mean very. we went to the zoo, which was hot as shit, but supercool.

we ate at a few nice places. got shitty service at cracker barrel. and the food itself is never anything to write home about. cracker barrel has always sucked. it's the lame waiting room with all of the lame shit to buy that wins people over. the food is less than mediocre. the service? ahh, the service. let's just put it this way, i could serve at the cracker barrel and nobody would blink an eye.

also, this weekend, we went to the mall. not a bad mall, actually. we saw robin hood, which was awful. but i tend to want to keep  that a secret so i can recommend it to people i hate. we went mini-golfing. i got second by one point. i had stomach issues though, so i blame my score on my urgency to finish.

colleen and i made the most amazing homemade cinnamon rolls ever. cinnabon can suck a dick.

we probably did a bunch of other shit i cant remember. there was a lot of walking around and the riverwalk was there somewhere. a lot of fun, though. that's the point.

would i rather spend the weekend in my bed with my wife watching bad movies and rifftrax? well, yes. but it's nice to have some variety. plus, i learned this weekend that i quite like my in-law family. terry is hilarious, and a great story teller. jess is down to earth in a scary, "where did you come from" sort of way. mom-in-law is just awesome. she keeps the peace and makes me feel welcome, no matter how lost i get us. dad-in-law is just like my dad in so many ways, so i feel, you know, okay around him. like my dad.

colleen, my amazing wife, is just extraordinary. she puts up with my nervous driving fits. she makes every boring event (walking slowly through the alamo, etc.) more fun than anything. as long as i am with her, i will enjoy absolutely anything. it was a great weekend because she was there to high five me every time we made a zoo pun, or an alamo pun, or an applebee's pun, or anything at all. she keeps me happy, keeps me from wanting to smoke. the best wife i've ever had.

in other news. i have been kicked out of my room in this god forsaken house. the main reason is that i don't do my dishes until the morning. (by the way, i am wishing now that we had signed some sort of agreement that says you can't kick me outt just because i don't talk to you or i'm not friendly.) also, the dude who lives here, danny, has a problem with the fact that i have my wife over.

but no, he didn't say anything to me about it. he told his dad, the owner of the property. he doesn't want me to have my wife over for a few hours a day, even though he is usually not even here. the only reason i moved to san antonio was to have my wife over. and he doesnt want me to leave dishes in the sink, which i wash every signle morning(he hasn't washed a single dish that i have dirtied, nor has he been left without dishes to use). he leaves pizza boxes sitting in the livingroom for days and days until i throw them out. i take the trash out every day. his trash, that attracts bugs. i stay in my room, and i use the kitchen, and i have my wife over, and that is it. i am a bad tenant.

and he didn't say a word to me. he had his father come by and tell me to leave this morning. his father threatened to kick my wife out of the army because he knows people he can call. i would love to hear that conversation. "her husband waits until morning to do the dishes. she is not fit to defend our country." he also gave me a whole rant about this house being a christian house and there should be no fornication. i won't get into that. no contract though. so what can i do?

fucking texas. why did i think this was a normal place?

i found a new place and i am leaving shortly to move in. i have everything packed in the car, again, and i will hopefully live with decent people who don't consider it inappropriate for me to see my wife for a few hours a day. and i will sign a GD contract.

address to follow soon.