Oh my god! No, MY god!

Mau got a new job and he starts today. It’s a helpdesk 3^rd shift deal at a local bank. He is still employed at the other place too but they haven’t sent him anywhere lately.

Sorry Dem, FunkyB sent communication stating he was only in P-land for a day…poo. So close, yet so far away.

We swung by the old hood to pick up a Ted on Wednesday and we are sitting in front of Angels and Edr0 strolls down the street and hops in the driver’s seat. He says his car that just came out of the shop is back in due to some other issue so he’s delivering Chinese food in his mom’s ride (I can imagine she loves that). We had to head back to the old hood Thursday for Sky’s “meet the teacher” night so we rolled by Starbucks to pick up required caffeinated beverages for the occasion. Here comes Edr0 strolling across the street and hops in the backseat. He chats for a few then takes off. We do the school thing, hop over to KY then decide to cruise back through Clifton to grab some Thai. Who’s that milling toward us? Yep, Ed. We finally asked “Do you work anymore?”. I think I have fulfilled my Ed requirement for the week.

My super religious neighbors closed in on us tonight to ask us over for dinner. Oops…I have not talked about these 2 yet, have I? Oh boy. Ok, this house next door was vacant for a long time (oh, those were the days) then a young couple bought it. We only met the guy at first and he seemed alright while playing basketball, then he spoke. He was finishing up minister school or whatever you call it. Unfortunately the more we learn of them and communicate with them, the more we find ways to fuck with them. On the day of his graduation, he invited us to the “party”. Mau says “Sure, as long as you have LOTS of beer…I need to get wasted.”. Joe (the dude) says “Oh sorry, we don’t drink alcohol.” But he’s friendly about it while looking slightly disturbed. Let me say his wife (Joanna…I know, Joe & Jo? Creepy.) religiously (literally, ha) wears the long denim skirt with running shoes and her extremely long hair up in a bun. She also seems very scared of us…I kind of like to keep it that way. It didn’t take long before Joe interrupted our enjoying of the outdoors one day by asking me my opinions on abortion and, gasp, homosexuals. My eyes light up and Mau cautiously takes a step back. Joe rambled off statistics sheepishly while I shot back facts and my opinions, which of course are the extreme opposite of his. For some reason he told me both he and his wife were virgins before they met and were recently married. I told him that’s nothing to brag about. He finally gave up and I figured we were through with him trying to convert us. Oh no. He’s now has his own church in a reception hall down the street and really really wants us to come join in the fun. The one night he asked if we would want to come to church with them tonight. Mau’s response? “Sorry, tonight’s no good. We have some skateboarders and Arabs coming over for an illicit poker game with illegal drugs then we’re all going to have sex together.”. You would think he would just chalk Mau up to being an asshole but he keeps coming back. I suppose we have represented souls begging to be saved. Tonight, after I know he heard insane amounts of profanity strewn from our walls after I found an animal had knocked over a can of soda and the remains of my pad thai then Kali walked through it making sticky doggie prints throughout the house. I walked outside in a huff to find them standing there staring at our house. After a comment about how they don’t like our cat because he sits on their porch (huh?), they ask if we would like to come over for dinner sometime so we “can see each other’s houses”. Please don’t tell me any of this involves a piano and the singing of the gospel. Pentagrams already in place but they won’t see our house until I get my H.R.Giger print framed and hung in the dining room…Birthmachine? You know the one J