I'm a sucker for cute baby animals.

Three Images That Make Me Really Happy.

I love this song.

Sunny Disposition by Stephen Egerton featuring Scott Reynolds on Vocals

You are the life and death of everything
I made you that
It's worth remembering
That I knew you long before we met
From a thousand misty dreams I can't forget

Nobody's flawless
No one gets through without a single scar
I love you regardless
Of how ridiculous I know you are
But I will never open up my soul and take you in
Can't let you turn your back, can't let you win
I won't do it
Cause I know you're on a mission
To wreck my sunny disposition

The truth be known, you are a metaphor
A parody of all I've waited for
The truth be known, you're a malady
You contaminate the purest part of me

Nobody's flawless
No one gets through without a single scar
I love you regardless
Of how ridiculous I know you are
But I will never open up my soul and take you in
Can't let you turn your back, can't let you win
I won't do it
Cause I know you're on a mission
To wreck my sunny disposition

You were a trick of the shadows
The bending of light
An illusion
Fashioned from hopefulness
Your face is so sad now
No pretense in sight
I can see you naked, defective and fallible
And I don't belong here
It's dreary, foggy, and miserable

Nobody's flawless
No one gets through without a single scar
I love you regardless
Of how ridiculous I know you are
But I will never open up my soul and take you in
Can't let you turn your back, can't let you win
I won't do it
Cause I know you're on a mission
To wreck my sunny disposition

You can't turn a dream into a master plan
Cause nobody's harmless
Except in dreams but on the other hand
If I had never fallen fast asleep and dreamed of you
I'd have never tried to make my dream come true
And believing, wondering and wishing makes a sunny disposition

A short story I wrote a while ago for an exercise with a friend, that is all.

I have a date tonight, normally that would be a good thing except for the fact that it was set up by my mother. My mom is an amazing woman, and I love her to death but sometimes she can be a little much. A couple of days ago she called me at my job to see how I was and ask for a favor, the favor being a date with her friend's daughter.

Apparently, her neighbor's daughter had just moved back home after graduating from college and hadn't been out much since her return. Being that I hadn't been in a relationship in over a year, my mom decided it was time to act on my behalf. I was to take a girl I knew nothing about out to dinner, this was going to be an interesting.

I decided that I would make the best of it, and show her a good time. I arrived at her house at around seven-thirty after deciding against dropping in for a quick visit at my mom's place. Knowing my luck, if I had done so, she would've escorted me over, camera in hand, just like she did to me and my senior prom date back in high school. Ringing the doorbell, I braced myself for what was on the other side of that door.

She was a cute; long hair, glasses, and behind those glasses, a pair of blue eyes that had me at a loss for words. She introduced herself as Emily but said I could call her "Em" , and invited me inside for a minute while she finished getting ready, as she had been expecting me at eight. She ventured upstairs, leaving me in the living room to wait and take in my surroundings. The house was nicely decorated, nothing too fancy, I felt completely at ease... until her father came upstairs from the basement.

Em's dad had lived next door to my mother for the past five years, and they had developed a good friendship. From what I was told by her, he was some sort of scientist, she jokingly referred to him as a mad scientist but never to his face. He gave me a firm handshake and thanked me for agreeing to spend some time with his "little angel", and invited me down to his basement to kill some time until she was ready to go.

The basement wasn't a basement at all, it was like a laboratory you'd see in some type of science fiction movie. There were beakers, computers, you name it, everywhere you looked. In the corner of the lab was a fenced off area, it looked like some sort of cage. I guess my interest in this particular corner was written all over my face because Em's dad walked over to me and asked if I could keep a secret. He told me that only a few people had seen what was in that corner, my mom being one of them. I assured him that I could indeed keep a secret, my mom being one of his confidants making that easier than I thought it would be. He led me over and showed me something that almost caused me to ruin a good pair of underwear.

The man had a velociraptor, a dinosaur, something that was in no way supposed to be in that laboratory! My mom was right, he was a mad scientist, and I was about to go out with his daughter. As he explained to me how the creature had came to be, all I could think of was Dr. Alan Grant, and Robert Muldoon from Jurassic Park, and how just as they had, my initial thoughts turned to everything that could go wrong having such a creature alive. For fear of being rude, and having a prehistoric killer unleashed on me, I kept to myself any criticisms of his amazing specimen. Apparently, he had done some genetic tampering, and ended up with a docile creature that stood six feet tall, with teeth that looked like they could bite through anything, and two terrible claws on its feet. At this point, Em came downstairs to get me and say bye to her dad. She then, to my horror, put her hand inside the fence, and asked what I had thought of her dad's "second greatest achievement". I couldn't reply as I was frozen in fear as to what could happen to her hand if she didn't pull it out of that fence. To my surprise, the raptor, named Liz, just brushed her head against Em's palm, in a way that a pet would.

Still in shock from everything I had just witnessed, I completely spaced out, and didn't snap out of it until we were already seated at this small italian restaurant not too far from where our parents lived. I have to say that I really liked Em, but for the life of me, I could not get the image of Liz out of my head. What if one day she snapped, broke free, and tried to kill me as I was visiting Em? I could not believe what I was about to do next, but I didn't want to be eaten by a raptor. I excused myself and made my way to the bathroom, only to sneak out the window and run off.

Months later, Em was still in my head, I wondered how she was often. I was an idiot to bail on her the way I did, but I mean, she had a pet dinosaur, portrayed to millions of moviegoers as vicious killers for years! I think about visiting her and apologizing from time to time, but the fear of an angry Liz defending her master keeps me away from that area. I'm pretty sure that my mother misses me terribly.

Notes From A Bachelor Party Dinner

Notes taken at Keens:

• Ordered water.


• Used middle knife for buttering bread


• Decided on T-Bone.


• Neil ordered T-Bone cut off the bone, think I'll do the same to save time.


• Trevor arrived.


• Want to eat Lemur Femur.


• Diaz seems intrigued by my notes.


• Diaz totally burned Neil.


• Meat is fucking huge!


• Finished giant T-Bone.


• Took picture with T-Bone.


• Neil blew in my ear... must watch Neil.


• Diaz is rich in other countries.


• Rob Diaz and travel world in style.


• Dessert menu... not sure about this.


• Check was crazy money.


• Good times.

Replying to random emails from the Girlfriend

Her random E-mail: "Rainbows and Teddy Bears."

My Response?: "Fucking care bears are loose in the city again? I'll grab my shotgun."