My Life In South Carolina

I’m sitting here at work with not much to do, you can probably tell that because I’m typing this when I should be working. It’ll be pretty much like this through the rest of the year. My manager is trying his best to send me to some God forsaken place to visit customers. I care nothing about going anywhere until after the first of the year. Maybe I can avoid him until then.

I bought my son the X-box 360 he wants for Christmas. Geez, Microsoft pisses me off. If I want to make it wireless I have to purchase a Wifi adapter for another hundred bucks. Come on Microsoft get with it. I mean, everyone else includes wireless in their game consoles. (I guess they do. I just don’t trust Microsoft)  Well, that’s not gonna happen. I thinking I’ll just run a line from my router to his room. That would require me crawling under the house, and I don’t know if that will happen or not. I mean there’s all kind of creepy bugs under there, insects I just don’t want to deal with. I’ve had some bad “under the house” experiences. It gives me nervous gas just thinking about it.

Now for something funny, or gross. You be the judge.

My three year old grandson eats boogers!

That’s just funny as shit to me. Mainly because it makes everyone around here run around gagging. Oh, he can clear a room when he got to pickin’ 

I try to pitch in and correct him when I see him digging, but he just hides behind the couch and finishes his snack like he would a Little Debbie snack cake. That’s right, he’ll walk right out in front of you chewing with just his front teeth kind of like a rat. I’m sorry it’s just funny to me. I mean come on what little boy hasn’t tasted a booger? I think he has pretty deep nostrils or it may just be short fingers. I swear he can go to the last knuckle, I’m starting to worry about a brain injury.

The other night my sister-in-law was trying to talk him out of such a bad habit, while she was explaining how everyone would make fun of him and call him names if he didn’t quit, the thought ran across her mind to ask “what they taste like.” I thought I would shit a truck when he responded “chicken.” Now that’s just good comedy.

Last night was the season finale of “Sons of Anarchy.” Great ending for the season. If you don’t watch this show start with season one at TV Shack, you won’t be disappointed. It sucks that I have to wait until September for season three. Why can’t they film year round? I really hate be left hanging, and I was last night.

See ya next time…