The Art of Waterworld

Every year before Christmas a group of my friends and I have a big Christmas party, among the festivites are feasting, unsecisarrily compilcated traditions, and, of course, presents. This year my friend Casey Polacheck gave me this awesome painting of me and Kevin Costner kicking in the magical world of Waterwold.

Sam the cat

Last week one of my girlfriend's cats named Sam had to be put to sleep. He was never her favorite cat, or anyone in the family's, but he was mine. By my nature I'm a dog guy. Love them to death and would choose dogs over cats any day. But Same was different. He was dumb! And I mean that in the nicest way, that's really why I liked him. He was easy to love, at least for me, because all he wanted was a friend. Just someone to pet him and sit with him while he screamed like a baby. Sam was my friend, and I was his. Rest in peace buddy.

It was my birthday

I was worried that after I blogged about getting a bunch of Facebook birthday wishes that I wouldn't actually get any comments...but the comments poured in. Here are a few of the meaningful ones.

Justin W: happy birthday same age brother

Caleb S: happy birthday dude... sorry for breaking the 8 girl streak you can delete this if you want

Dana M: 21? Really? Holy crap! Happy birthday, I guess. Jeez.

Brenda B: Happy 21st birthday Proctor! And, congratulations on the guest blog spot. You rock! I hope you enjoyed lots of your mom's home cooking and all of the parental love while you were home for the weekend.

And the last one is from my brother, an avid reader of my blog.
Walter A: Happy Birthday _____! ______ I can't believe you are finally 21. Have a good B-Day _____.

It was a good birthday.