Woke this morning to the sounds of my boy getting ready for school. Sure was a jolly chap at the breakfast table. Went downstairs and gave him a kiss and then sauntered back upstairs, had a sizable bowel movement, soaped my stretch marks, crow barred my rolls into some Autumn khakis and hit the road. No breakfast for this guy.
Headed on over to the MTO. Ooh, plenty of parking. Good timing, Barnhardt. Filled out the license renewal in the car. Decisions, decisions. Do I put down the legitimate mileage on my vehicle, 495,181 km’s or what the car is showing me: 185,181 km? As you faithful, desperate readers will recall my odometer stopped at 300,000 km’s, I drove another 10,000, then got it replaced, at which point it started back at zero. I decided I would proudly write in the more impressive 495,181 as the chances of me trying to sell this car one day are (unlike my waistline) slim to (just like Dan’s recent dentist visits) none.
Went in and walked right up to the counter. Realized I hadn’t filled in my insurance policy number. I said, “Shoot. Forgot the policy number,” and turned to go back out to my car. Since my youngling was born I’ve tried to tame my cursing and usually err on the side of caution and say the sanitary equivalent instead. Except for that time when I slipped up at last year’s Christmas mass and called the senior to my right a “cunt” for her failing to give me a peace-be-with-you handshake, I think I’ve done fairly well.
Anyway, nothing eventful there. Got my sticker and headed out.
Spent the day, or at least a few hours, at work then ate some Manchu Wok in a parking lot and headed home.
Kyle called and we were on the phone for over an hour. The call was memorable with him sharing all his hopes, dreams and worst fears. He told me about his family life growing up and the epic love story of him and Jenny and I could hear him gently sipping a glass of red wine. Actually that’s not true. It was the usual horse shit conversation with only one difference. It wasn’t until almost the 1 hour point that the topic changed to Japanese porn which is about 58 minutes beyond the norm. Good for him. I think he’s getting better. Oh yes, he’ll be just fine.