Now I have to get to Work

So, I like to write. I enjoy it more than most things out there. I mean, that is what I studied in school. I've been playing around with different ideas since college but not a one has made it very far yet. I get started on something and feel really good about it but then life throws a curve ball and I never get very far. It has always bugged me, this lack of finality on any idea I have, but I never dwelt on it because I still haven't found a way to get paid for just being me. I don;t usually have a ton of time to devote to writing. It is usually five minutes here and there every now and more often then.
Being the fantastic wife that she is, Christen bought me a desk, a chair, and a lamp for our one year anniversary to put in our second bedroom so I can have a writing station. It was so unexpected but a wonderful gift. So now I have no excuse. I actually have to get to work. I am so excited. All I have to do is put it together.
Hopefully I can get it up in the net few days and get to some furious typing or scribbling depending on my mood. So thank you to my amazingly caring wife who got me the perfect gift.
Bring it on Stephen King!!!

I'm Embarrassed to Share This

So I'm driving in to work on Monday and listening to the KNBR morning show as I always do. Now, the Sunday previous, the Giants defeated the Padres 3-0 clinching the National League West Division and getting to the playoofs for the first time since 2003 or something forever ago like that. I don't have "good" cable. I get the basic channels and TBS. Not much to brag about. So whenever the Giants played I had to watch on this little animationon Gameday. It is painfully slow with no sound. This was how I knew that the Giants won. I silently cheered for them (Christen was taking a nap) and went on with my day happy that my team had finally made it back into the postseason.
Back to Monday. I'm driving in to work and the morning show is playing back spliced sound clips from the game. I get to hear the announcers shouting with joy as the Giants are winning. I hear the crowd cheering. Then they play Wilson striking out someone to win, the crowd going wild and different clips from the players saying how excited they are. It was awesome.
So here I am. Driving in my car. About five minutes away from work, and I start to get teary eyed. My lip starts doing the quiver thing and I am almost crying listening to the recap of the Giants winning. I am such a baby!

I couldn't believe it. I had to try to compose myself before I parked so people wouldn't get all confused. "Why is Mr. Danielson crying?" "I don't know. He was always weird."
But needless to say. I am embarrassed at the ability of my tearducts to perform like that but I am so STOKED for game one tonight! Lets go GIANTS! Don't make me cry with sadness this time!