“I want a suburban home.” – The Descendants

When you are a thin, single guy who gets beers for free downstairs and dates lots of younger women, your married friends, although jealous, try and end your stay in Neverland and recruit you to the dark side of wedded “bliss.” Normally, they fail to tempt me at all with talk of companionship and the joys of domesticity because the conversation generally drifts to emasculation and boredom. However, when I checked out Jerry’s site today, I saw something that could lead me down the road to a wife and house in the burbs. Jerry has a workbench. I do not. Granted, I don’t have time to do carpentry with all the crazy raving and whoring I do. But still, I want a fucking workbench, too. …
I was thinking about the end of “Train Spotting” when Renton rattles of a list of things associated with a normal life and I noticed a similar list is creeping up on me: 401K, shoe trees, dental plan, duvet cover, electric toothbrush, napkin rings, realtor, wooden hangers, ironing board, flower vase, and a PS2. Wait, the PS2 is cool. It proves I’m still in my twenties. The mold in the shower confirms it.

SOTD: A new song from my friend Howard that coincidentally is Jerry’s childhood nickname. I’ll get him to write something for Dan next.

When you are a thin, single guy who gets beers for free downstairs and dates lots of younger women, your married friends, although jealous, try and end your stay in Neverland and recruit you to the dark side of wedded “bliss.” Normally, they fail to tempt me at all with talk of companionship and the joys of domesticity because the conversation generally drifts to emasculation and boredom. However, when I checked out Jerry’s site today, I saw something that could lead me down the road to a wife and house in the burbs. Jerry has a workbench. I do not. Granted, I don’t have time to do carpentry with all the crazy raving and whoring I do. But still, I want a fucking workbench, too.

I was thinking about the end of “Train Spotting” when Renton rattles of a list of things associated with a normal life and I noticed a similar list is creeping up on me: 401K, shoe trees, dental plan, duvet cover, electric toothbrush, napkin rings, realtor, wooden hangers, ironing board, flower vase, and a PS2. Wait, the PS2 is cool. It proves I’m still in my twenties. The mold in the shower confirms it.

SOTD: A new song from my friend Howard that coincidentally is Jerry’s childhood nickname. I’ll get him to write something for Dan next.