Guess Who Is Back

How appropriate that my first blog back from vacation would coincide with my boy's first NASCAR victory in five long years. Jeff Burton won at the Monster Mile yesterday to snap a 175 race winless streak. Sweet.

The vacation was a success. The family is still talking to one another so that is a good thing after being together for an entire week. I wanted to do two things while on vacation, eat crabs and play tennis. I did neither. Timing was just a little off for both. Not that it matters because Neckbone has indefinitely postponed our championship match. He claims he is swamped at work. (Translation-no Internet at new job) He even offered to allow me to be the champ without playing the final but I refused. If it takes until next year when he is unemployed again, I will wait. I want to see the look of horror on his face when I beat him like a step child that stole from me.

There were no real funny incidents at the beach that did not involve the Hawkman family. And there were only a couple of them. One was the look of pure anguish when the family saw the extreme crib we were occupying. Maybe saving a buck or two has its drawbacks. The other, slightly more funny, incident involves Hawkmans pops. Pops was on a tour of the crib and its 7 bedroom, 11 bathroom massiveness when obviously the body betrayed him. He needed to find a toilet and remedy the situation. Well he had his choice; public stalls in the halls of each floor, an outdoor john near the pool or even a squat spot in each bedroom. Hawkman Sr. fearing he would never again crap in such digs chose the master facility. He sets up camp in the most plush stall of them all. Rumor has it that his 30 minute massive involved a trip to the steam shower but no one can confirm or deny and he only gave a quick smile when asked about it. Those crazy Hawkmen.

I joined the ranks of MYSPACE morons today. Sandwich Artist, SteelerFanBoy and Doogie have pages so I added mine out there too. It looks like a good place to meet chicks or dudes if you are single and desperate. So their pages make sense. Check me out at Superjiggye