Posted by: dirkmancuso | Friday, August 7, 2009

I’m at Comic Con…

Look for pics and shit next week.

Now, you know my plans for the weekend — what are yours?

Posted in Comics, Getting My Geek On

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  1. Going to a minor league baseball game tonight, going to a Nascar race tomorrow (neither of which I want to do in 100+ degree midwest heat), and hopefully catching up on all the sleep I’ve lost this week.

    By: catrina on Friday, August 7, 2009
    at 8:19 am

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  2. Here is my exciting weekend if you can stand it. I go to my parents house to mow the yard. It is about an acre. It is full of bushes and flowers and trees. I mow all around everything. Mother says I wish you wold pull the weeds out of the roses. I pull off some of the weeds but some seem to be glued into the ground. Mother says she could have done it like that. She says the Bamboo is too thick. I cut some down even though it is like cutting through steel. Oh No! I cut the wrong ones down. I clean out the Goldfish pool filter. You know there are leaves in the pool that need removed. The house plants spending the summer outdoors need watering. Did I mention that every twig must be picked up before even starting to mow? Did I get my butt chewed out for not mowing near the ground hornets nest even though I am allergic to bee stings and one more will kill me? Did I bring over vegetables from my garden even though they are not nearly as good as those raised by my Brother-in-law? There is a small forest growing across the road from my parents house and apparently I’m supposed to go over there and stat cutting trees when the neighbors aren’t looking. It is those trees where all the mosquitos and raccoons come from. Next weekend I get to do it all over again, I can’t wait.

    By: Ed on Friday, August 7, 2009
    at 9:30 am

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    • Hi Ed:

      My mom died earlier this year after 3 years in nursing care. I had forgotten what it was like cutting her grass and taking her shopping or going to the store for her order and having to sit there while she critized every can I brought home for being the wrong size or too close to the expiration date or God Forbid….DENTED….Da Da Dummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
      She always needed plastic wrap. I used to think “what the HELL does she do with it”. After she died I found about a dozen unopened rolls of the stuff, in cupboards, drawers, the junk room etc. I didn’t buy any for at least two years.
      One day she complained because the hoagie I bought her had too much meat on it. Can you imagine? Yeah, I bet you can.
      My dad took a hammer to the windshield of a car parked out front one day, that was fun, too.
      I’m free now. No more trips to nursing homes, no more wondering what it would be like without her and how I would react. I automatically steer my bike toward the nursing home when I’m riding in the park with my son. I think to myself “Oh, mom would like an ice cream, or a pineapple sundae or a cream puff.” I wish I could her take something now. She always drank my iced tea and my son knows I NEVER give up my iced tea.
      I admire your dedication, it’s something you do because it needs to be done and you’re the one who has to do it. I, too, learned not to take too much offense at the things she said, but it was a difficult lesson to learn. No one elected you, no one appointed you, no one asked you to do it, but you couldn’t live with yourself if you didn’t. You’re a good man and a good son and I ought to know. That’s the ultimate reward for your efforts.

      By: carlnepa on Friday, August 7, 2009
      at 10:04 am

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  3. Starts tonight with bicycling and later we’ll dirty up the clean sheets he put on the bed today. hehehehhehehe

    Sat – Clean rest of the house, make spaghetti sauce with hamburger and sausage. Let it simmer for a couple hours.
    Call up our friend, John, to come over early for spaghetti supper before we head up to Hillside Campground for Illuminations week-end.
    Hmmm..wanted to go to Steamtown National Park to see film about Rocky Glen Amusement Park.

    Sun – I’m going to VA hospital all day to help take a busload of veterans to a picnic. May have to make sure we dirtied up the clean sheets enough on Friday. We will probably have to dirty them again, just to make sure. Can’t be too safe, you know?

    Yup, just two guys in love.

    By: carlnepa on Friday, August 7, 2009
    at 9:34 am

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