My phone currently has 1,561 photos in it’s library. The first photo dating back to New Years Eve 2014. Since then I’ve had 3 iPhones. I recently bought the iPhone X and every time I get a new phone, everything from my last phone carries over to the new phone. For some reason only 87 pictures currently sit in “The Cloud”, and I can’t get them all to upload… so this is why I have 1,561 photos in my phone. Once I figure out how to get all of the pics to upload, I’ll clean my phone out… but for now, I thought I’d just pick some random pics (about every 20 or 30 as I scrolled) to share on this here blog.
Get a peak into my life circa 2015.
This is me with my two best friends
Bacon on the left, me in the middle, and Jeremy on the right. As we’ve all gotten older, gotten married, divorced, had kids, etc. we don’t see each other as much as we did growing up. But New Years Eve is always a time we get together. The three of us have been friends now for roughly three decades and I can’t think of a better way to bring in the new year each year but with these 2 guys.
When I first started this blog…
, this was a picture I intended to use. It seems every year once spring arrives, I’m dragging my kids and sometimes the neighbor kids up the hill, to the park. This was 3 years ago already. Soon my kids will be to old to go to the park with their Dad. I struggle with not being needed as much as I once was, but what you don’t see is me struggling to pull all of the kids in that wagon at one point. Up a hill. So I look forward to not struggling so much on some things.
I could have sworn this was taken at Easter…
, but who am I to argue with Steve Jobs and his Highly qualifies Apple engineers!?
I have about 15 photos that capture the joy that Carter and Emma have on their faces leading to the comical disgust they both have when Haeleigh, the photo bomber, joins in on the fun! This picture is proof of what I deal with daily.
Woken up by your kid
There are few joys in life that are greater than being woken up by your kid. I’m talking about the excited for life, ready to start the day, just want to spend time with you kind of wake up call. Not so much the, I just vomited from the bed to the bathroom down the hall, and you need to clean it up, wake up call. That one sucks. This is one of those moments in time I knew I had to capture. It won’t be too much longer before he’s all, “I hate you Dad and everything you stand for!” Which is almost inevitable with any kid.
For the life of me I don’t really recall when I first received this…
or who the artist is. But I fucking love it. For those that don’t know, I host a podcast called “7 Day a Geek”, which you can see is drawn on the costume of that Spider-Ginger, gracefully swinging through the air. This homage is meant to represent an old Spider-Man cover. But then Blasphemy! I’m drawn into it. Sorry Uncle Stan (Lee). Every once in awhile a listener with more talent than I’ll ever have, will send me something like this. I’m always surprised that anyone even listens (or reads) the stuff I create, let alone takes the time to do something like this. Sorry I don’t remember your name, but I’m still very thankful for your creation Mr. Artist.
Ok, this one I almost didn’t share
I scrolled and this is what my finger landed on. I figured this could go either way. Let the ridicule begin for me having ugly feet (aren’t all feet ugly)… but then there’s probably someone out there who just got emotionally erect from the site of this (apparently not all feet are ugly). To each their own.
The story behind this is simple. I got an infection in my big toe. The nail started to grow backwards, from the cuticle to the inside of my toe. It hurt pretty bad. So after a month or two of me dealing with it… because isn’t that what everyone does. “Eh, it’ll fix itself!”. It didn’t. So the doctor sent me off to a foot specialist who decided that he needed to rip the entire toenail off and dig it out from inside of me. He offered to rub some magical toenail polish on it so that I’d never grow a toenail again… but I decided against that. After almost a year, I had a toe nail again. It’s about as strong as Captain America’s shield, and just as colorful too!
This is Emma getting off the bus after her first day of school
She loved it. Her little brother Carter waits impatiently for her. It’s the first time he had to spend a day without her and he struggled for a long time. Even now, they are two peas in a pod. Though now they are both in school, and it was I, that had to struggle this year. It was the first time since I had kids, where they were all in school. I’m not used to a quiet house.
Because of podcasting…
I was able to make it out to Portland to meet some of the listeners and friends I’ve made throughout the years. This wasn’t the first time I’d met a listener or fellow podcaster, but this was the first time such a large group of us, from all over the U.S.A. and Canada met up to spend a long weekend together. It ranks in the top 10 best times of my life. (From Left to Right: Dave, Paul, Me, Michael, Althea, Dougie, Annaleis, and Matt)
This is me with my oldest
I’m sure she’ll kill me for posting this pic, but she’s the adorable one getting ready to go off to her first homecoming dance. I’m the bloated pasty white ginger that looks like he just got home from a long day of drinking formaldehyde and greeting patrons at the local funeral home.
My two oldest daughters hangout with some very rich peoples kids. While they were nice enough to invite the parents to come over to take pics of the kids as they were all having pizza and getting ready. We were a little bit out of our element. It was like walking into a high end art gallery. The you can look, but don’t touch kind of feeling. So I spent most of my time there playing helicopter parent to my 3 and 5 year old walking disaster artists.
This was a good day
One of the last good ones as a family actually. It wasn’t less than a month later that I would start to discover that my marriage was falling apart.
It was a beautiful fall afternoon. My wife (at the time) and I decided to take the kids to an apple orchard to play games, go on rides and let the kids pick out their pumpkins.
For those of you that have multiple kids, you know that it’s a rare occasion to go out as a family and not have any type of setback, argument, accident, or crazy random happenstance that later that evening would cause you to question whether you should have ever been a parent in the first place. This was one of those days where it was just perfect. The kids were all happy to be around each other. We got donuts and cider. There was a petting zoo filled with goats and bunnies. The little ones were in heaven running around petting all of the animals. There was a slide that dropped down from out of the top of the barn window and slid the kids out safely onto a giant inflatable pad. We left there holding hands and singing songs like some cult driven family putting on a show. We were the Brady Bunch instead of The Simpsons for a change. It was one of those days where all the stars aligned and it felt great to be a Dad.
This is my Birthday morning
We are wrapping up a 24 hour podcast marathon known as “Podtoberfest”. This was the first time we attempted this and we succeeded. 24 hours straight. It took a lot of work from so many people behind the scenes to help us put together 24 hours of content. (From Left:Bacon, Me, Grant, and Bill). The show had it’s ups and downs. The Caffeine helped. Awesome listener Lady E. ordered us late night pizza. That might have been one of the best slices of Papa Johns ever. Free surprise pizza can do that. We did shots at midnight to celebrate my birthday and Grant’s wife even had a cake ready. Palmer, Sammy and Dougie helped behind the scenes and so did Diamond Dave, Nickel, Matt, Neil and Annaleis, just to name drop a few, by calling in.
The Force is strong with us
The Force is strong with us. Here is Neighbor Cole, my daughter Alexus, and myself at one of the first screenings of Star Wars The Force Awakens. It was everything I hoped it would be. Except no Luke Skywalker. Well, not really.
I grew up obsessed with movies and eventually wanted to make them, all because my Dad used to take me to the movies as a child. Now I’m a Dad and I’m always dragging my kids to see almost anything as long as it’s age appropriate. I never became a filmmaker, but like my Dad I became a filmtaker! …eh it sounded better in my head. (Filmtaker copy written by Monkey Poo Studios LLC.)