DOG-S - Day Twelve... Where the F' are my FIVE Golden Rings

So, as I continue to babble into empty space here, actually this has been quite beneficial personally, hence my continuous babble. Got that meeting under my belt, proved to myself, that although difficult, I can still socialize in the places I like dearly to socialize [OK, I tested the waters...], Actually the test went very well. A good confidence builder on two fronts; the first being, I am not barred from the bar due to some weak kneed panty assed in ability to control myself; and secondly as I reminded myself that my friendship pool runs wide and deep... Thanks Doc!

A good First Merry Christmas experience, indeed.

It's good being forty-plus, unless of course you are measuring your waist size. I mean, you've got rid of all that teen aged angst [usually by the time you're 30], your emotions although perhaps wild at times are never foreign, nor ever any real big shocking surprise [yes my little ones, I have blown apart before, and no I have no felonious records, and YES I have stitched these blown pieces back together again... more than once]...

I'd say that the best thing about being forty is you have for the most part figured yourself out. You've either ditched harmful family members or have made peace with them all, me, I'm lucky among that ranks of my family sit more than a few of my truly best friends... Your forties also leaves you in the midst of a very deep, very wide and very diverse friendship pool.

Friends to me are nary micro inches from family. Friends do come and go, and yes friends do not have that obligated commitment that family does, but perhaps maybe that's what makes them almost more the special. Imagine choosing to put up with someone as vile as Uncle Eliach... Anyhow, I am rambling. Over the past few weeks, some older friends, friends who have become a bit distant have re-entered my life. Some more casual friends have become closer, and obviously, relations with yet other friends have become somewhat strained. I guess I'm heading to this...

The best people in the world are the people you meet. My swirling pool of pals have given me almost everything I have, at the least they've given me the things I cherish, happiness, hope, strength, sense of belonging and being needed... I really do love you guys, honestly, I really do.

Golden Rings... Golden Brown White Castle Chicken rings... Now let's go eat some F'n partridge and beat on some faggy Lords.

Merry Christmas ya Freakin' Bone Heads