News from the floor of my parents-in-law's living room

I have been a married man for days. That means a wife, a family, a house that needs shopping done for it and recycling that gets dragged to the curb each week.

I wonder if it will mean something deep and introspective when I stop noticing the ring on my finger. When it stops bumping against the middle knuckle of my pinky finger in a "remember me?" mini-motion every few minutes.

Even though I've only been married for a short time, I now know what people mean when they say that it gets better with age. We truly do get closer as time goes by.

Tomorrow I'm back at home, at my house, and still have a few more days off to enjoy it. Now all I have to do is treat it as a day off.

Another episode of Friday Afternoon Musings

I had a blog before, one I love for long time. However, this new one seems to be more searchable or smell better or something, because persons I haven`t spoken with since I was young and immature keep appearing. To those people, for me to get back to you, send me an email or somesuch. Anonymous comments are tough to track!

I saw a gentleman in the subway today and he had Down`s Syndrome and a beard. This is the first time I`ve seen the two together and it looked very distinguished.

I am not a large man, being only 5'8" and around 175lbs, but I`m not that little. People try to steal my armrest on the bus and it`s not nice. I may be small but I have a 14" drop so I need the armrest or I have to squish my shoulders across my chest and arrive home stiff and annoyed with you, you unkind armrest stealer.

I used to be good at writing these blogs. Though usually mundane the entries were usually witty and perhaps even clever. Now, the best I`ve got are lists.

I will be married in a week. I am not nervous at all. When I did theatre I wouldn`t be nervous during rehearsal, during memorization, during the run itself. I got a little nervous a day or two after we had struck the set. Maybe this will be similar, with Mark having a little breakdown just before the end of the year.

Last night I got to use a crowbar and remove a concrete slab and throw it around. I am so full of joy right now.

Both our front door and our back door have chimes on them, so to sneak in you`ll have to dig underneath the house or something.

This Christmas I will have the first real live (dying) Christmas tree since... parents, help me out here because I was probably a young`n.

I finally have a picture of my fiance at my desk and now all my coworkers have a chance to tell me how lovely (the females) and hot (the males) she is.

In two hours my weekend begins.