A Nice Welcome Home

KJ and I survived our weekend retreat up in the San Juans (pictures and stories tomorrow).  Now I'm just sitting her watching the crazy lightning.   Any of you other Seattlites seeing this?  Pretty freaking cool.

Italia, Che Cazzo!?!

Dear Italy,

I thought we were friends. Compadres. Homies. Amici. I thought we visited, had a few drinks, ate a few calzones, consumed a lot of gelato and called it a vacation. I say nice things about you, you say nice things about me, badda bing badda boom, finito.

Why then do I get a call from MasterCard saying you're trying to treat me like a porca puttana? Eh? Don't tell my I'm full of merde. I got the bank records right in front of me, you stronzo.

*June 23rd - UNIEURO - $906.23
*June 22nd - LIMONI PROFUMERIE - $301.27
*June 22nd - EURONICS - $697.69

So what... I get back to the states and start workin' my culo off just so you can go off and buy perfume, eurotrash home appliances, and electronics? You know what, mangia merde e morte.

P.S. Venice - you smell like shit. I didn't know whether to give you a tic-tac or a roll of toliet paper.

*For translation purposes (nsfw)

A message from KJ

Dear Dave,
Thank you for the fantastic badge. I am sorry I did not make it to your soiree. I heard good times were had by all.

Sincerely,
KJ

P.S. Remind me next I see you to show you pictures of Dustin waxing his back for our honeymoon. Talk about good blog material.




****I knew giving her the secret email address to my blog was a mistake! - The Management

An Update

I'm gonna ease back into this blogging thing slowly, but lets just say I've made some technological discoveries that should increase my blogging frequency.  More about that later though. 

For now all I have to say is this:


To the owners of the house at 9022 30th St.,

Thank you.  Thank you for verbally accepting what was our tippy-top offer on your cute little two bedroom rambler and making us literally jump up and down with disbelief and excitement and then choose to back out of the offer five hours later.  Thank you for crushing our faith in decency.  I know you had every right to do so, but you yourselves must have also known that somewhere, two twenty-something first time home buyers would got to bed that night close to tears.

I hope the extra $5000 was worth the price of your word.