Photos: As Promised…New Wheels

These were shot a week and a half ago when the middle child and I went crusing around on the first truly warm day of May. Shoot, it’s hard to keep your butt at home to save on gas when its nice out and you’ve got a new car.

I still haven’t settled on a name for her. I thought about Onyx, but I dunno. My Ibanez guitar is black and is named Raven. My bass guitar is black as well and is named Ebony. May as well go with Onyx for the black car.

If she were a he, I would go with Obsidian. But the unwritten rule is: men never have male cars. It’s simply against man code protocol.

Anyway, without further ado, I present . . . Onyx!

I always wanted a black car. Finally six cars later I have one!
I’ve always had 4-door sedans, so this is my first ever coupe.
She’s got a nice ass, eh?
I’ve never had alloy wheels, or wheels without covers!
Music control on the steering wheel is nice for a rocker like me!
What’s not pictured are the sweet and super-comfy sport cloth-covered seats with red stitching, metal pedals and red LEDs around the door speakers.
Yeah, I think I love her. 

Weekend Report Too: Miscellanea – Random Stuff On My Mind

Item #1 – In my household we are changing our diet, trying to eat right, lower our caloric intatke and all that healthy shit. I hate it. Food is one of the few daily pleasures those of us fortunate enough to purchase it can count on. To be robbed of that pleasure? Well, it makes one unbearably grumpy. My anger and discontentment with the food selection aside, I am enternally grateful to my sweetheart for looking out for us and taking great care of us. She’s a winner and a keeper, that woman.

Item #2 – It’s raining a lot here in the month of May, which is just a shitty thing. My new car has a sunroof. I’d like to drive around on a sunny breezy day with the windows down and the sunroof open. Naturally having a new car, I’m (somewhat) in love with the act of driving again. Of course, that’s easily curbed by the insane prices for petrol in this country. Hell, my Great State of Indiana is notoriously one of the top 5 highest in gas prices across the entire nation. That’s a sad state of affairs.

Item #3 – I subscribe to entirely too many podcasts to listen to on my Zune or my PC. This was fine last summer because the position I had at work then allowed for it. Now that I’m an on-the-phone field technician liaison, I struggle to get through the various sports-related ones alone that I commit to daily. I can catch up on the weekends, and that’s okay when I’m not writing or reading fiction. But really, it’s the weekend. Sports news is such a Monday thru Friday thing, at least for me.

Item #4 – The age of six is one of my favorites when it comes to childeren, particularly my own. But my six year old, like her sisters, is another diva in the making. Only she’s far more energetic and all-over-the-map than the other two were. That child is not easy to keep up with. I blame myself for this because that’s exactly how I am. I put training wheels on her brand new bike this weekend. She’s learning to ride a bigger bike. That’s precious.

Item #5 – I learned today that my favorite network television show, Detroit 1-8-7 was recently cancelled for next season by ABC. This pisses me off to no end. Not that I’m surprised, though. I knew the ratings, despite the quality of the show, were abysmal. Sometimes it takes a show a while to find its audience, especially when competing against a mass of artless drek that makes up most of television. They did the same with The Unusuals, cut the freshman season short and then cancelled in the Spring. D187 was a much better show, probably one of the best compared to all the other cops and crime shows on the very bland, very unadventurous network television landscape. Any wonder why the better television offerings are almost all on cable television? Julie Hinds wrote a nice ‘epitaph’ here at the Detroit Free Press (always loved that name for a newsmag).

Item #6 – Bob Thurber’s Paperboy novel is a great, great read. I wish I could read more than a few chapters at a time. I like to savor novels anyways rather than blow through them, so nothing new there. But still . . .

Item #7 – There are two new video games I really want to get (Brink and L.A. Noire), but damened if I don’t have the time to devote to them, shoot.

Item #8 – Have I bitched enough lately how there’s not enough hours in the day?

I need a nap. That’s not good considering I have a very contentious relationship with sleep.

It’s thundering and raining right now. Perfect sleeping conditions.

Well, if you forget that you’re right in the middle of tornado season in the Midwest. Compared to those in the South, though, we’ve been fortunate.

Ah, well. Back to my crazy life.

The Weekend Report – Item #2: Free Comic Book Day (FCBD)


This was definitely a success! The eleven year-old stayed behind, so the six year-old and I hit up two stores and came back with a nice stack of books. It’s hard for a geek father to put into words the pride he feels when seeing the joy and excitement of his offspring partaking in a mutual geek rite of passage for the first time.

Yeah, I even took along the family camera to get a picture of her standing in front of the comic racks (in the X-Men section, of course), clutching an armful of comics.  The thing about special moments like these is that they are so fleeting, and pass you by before you even fully realize you’re actually experiencing them. Then as the day comes to an end, you reflect on it and lament that you can never re-live the experience.


Anyway, here’s some of what we came away with —

For the Youngest:


For the Middle Child:
For Daddy:
For All of US
And then we also got a handful of various ones from previous years of the event that they had laying out as well, like AVENGERS, X-MEN/RUNAWAYS, and INVINCIBLE IRON MAN.
Curiously, this year’s offerings seemed to be negligent of offerings for adult females. It seems that if the female is not into what the male or the kids are, then she’s left out. Surely they could have made an old issue of THE SANDMAN available (not that my woman would read it, but still, it’s the principle).
Ah, well. It was a good day nonetheless. Especially when you hear the words “I want more!” from the not-quite-as-interested-at-first eleven year-old. Appears she has quite the jones for more BETTY & VERONICA (w/ ARCHIE) comics. And funny thing was, she had rejected the PEP COMICS issue on first sight (I had gotten it for her on whim; guess I was right).
So it looks like I have two new comic book readers on my hands, which is great because we want to keep their minds stimulated during the upcoming summer break, which is always a feat for parents. Comics will be a suppliment to the program. The  trick will be in trying to convince them to spend their own money on their new hobby.
(*) NOTE: I’m the furthest thing from a fan of Green Lantern (or even most of DC Comics’ superheroes — I am MARVEL zombie for life when it comes to superheroes). But it was FREE and I figured, what the hell. Give it a chance.

The Weekend Report – Item #1: The THOR movie

I went to see THOR with my fellow geek friends on Saturday night. It was pretty damn good. I’d definitely say it’s as good as the first IRON MAN flick. Both exist in that nebulous A-/B+ range, right in the middle of a lower A and a really really high B. Actually, production and special FX wise, that probably earns it the A-. Not to mention the casting, which was pretty good. MARVEL STUDIOS has been doing a great job with the slate of films they’ve produced so far. And they’re building toward a cinamatic MARVEL UNIVERSE, so this movie totally sets up the forthcoming AVENGERS movie directed by Joss Whedon and due next summer. But before that we must get to the summer movie I’m most looking forward to and that is CAPTAIN AMERICA this July.

Saw the trailer for X-MEN: FIRST CLASS and it really doesn’t look as bad as some seem to think it may be. I think I’ll see that one with the wifey.

Hanging out tonight just reminded me that with work, a family lifestyle and the hermitic lifestyle of a writer/editor, I’ve all but completely eliminated the possibility of a regular social life. It’s definitely an irregular one. I guess in a way that makes those rare hookups with friends that much more special and eventful.

My New Car: Kia Forte Koup SX

A beauty, ain’t she?
I haven’t taken a picture my actual car yet, so this is a very close representation of her. Bought her last week and ended about two weeks of depression and misery. Cars are like women…when they leave you, when you don’t want them to, it puts you in a real funk. Trust me, this is my sixth car in 20 years, and none of those previous five left at a time when I wanted them to, so I’ve had my fair share of car heartbreak.
She sure is a beauty!

My Backyard

You won’t believe me, but beyond the weeds there is a lake. You know, a body of water. Wet stuff that normally moves and is habitable to different water dwelling creatures such as fish, frogs and turtles. 


Well, not anymore.

Those plans were apparently cancelled by that salty, surly bastard known as Old Man Winter of Indiana.

However, tomorrow is The Great Thaw (if only temporary). A balmy, sweaty 47 degrees on Sunday!

Break out your tank tops and shorts, fellow Hoosiers.

It’s going to be a hot one.

Back from the Dead?

Sickness. That’s the gift of your children, sickness. And it’s a gift that keeps on giving. I contracted some deathly bug from my youngest daughter. Turns out an innocent kiss goodnight can stealthily be the kiss of death.

I kid. Mostly. But those of you with little ones of your own, you’re no stranger to this. You know very well by now how potent those little, um, lovely offspring can be with their communicable diseases…them and their legion at school.

Finally, after a week of dancing with the Reaper, I went to the Rx today to procure myself some much needed medicinal relief (although I thought the NyQuil was doing just fine, at least at night. Alieve is a great fever reducer as well.)

Ah, medicinal relief to clear that dark mucus in my chest!

Seems the Internet did not miss my presence, so that means I’m free to remain underground where there’s plenty work left to be done, even more so with the illness setback. Shoot, I’m a slow and distracted enough writer without the interruption.