It's Been A Quiet Week In Huntington, WV, My Home Town

The Christmas season has been nice, so far. I've been working a lot, but I took a week of vacation all next week. PUMPED.

I saw an elderly woman have a mental breakdown yesterday while I was out shopping. It was really sad. A, presumably homeless guy showed up at my doorstep a few days ago trying to get me to buy his watch. He didn't think the pawn shops were open. I assured him they were. He wanted to use my phone. Yadda, yadda, yadda, I got rid of him. Sorry buddy, but it's creepy that you're at my house.

We did Christmas a couple nights ago with Lisa. It was awesome. Lots of fun things and stockings were opened. We also let Christian have two of his large gifts that were too big to take to my parent's house: a recliner and a drum kit. He flipped out over the drum kit.

I had a dream last night that two unrealistically attractive assassins came after me. I tried to shoot them with an electric, automatic weapon that hadn't charged enough so it was about as bad as spitting aquarium gravel at them. I finally fought both of them off and kicked them out of my house. Then they turned the pitiful girl looks on me and I almost caved.

That's the news from Huntington where all the women are strong, all the men are good looking, and all the children are above average.

Dinner With A Homeless Guy

We had dinner with a homeless guy the other night. It wasn't planned, it was just thrust upon us. Let's go back to the beginning... We were driving and remembered that there was a dessert place that we had been meaning to check out. It's part of a chain here in WV called Tudor's Biscuit World. Greasy, fattening, yummy times. So, we walk in and the guy waves at Christian then says, "Hi!" Of course, we had no problem with that.

I told Christian to say, "Hi" back to him. He waved and we ordered. After we sat down, our new found friend was suddenly behind me like a ninja.

"What's his name?"

"Christian."

"Hi, Christian!"

Christian smiles and waves, "Hi!"

The homeless man, whose name was David, sat down and told us about a ball he found and that he had been looking for someone to give it to. It was one of those plastic bowling balls that comes in the set with pins for little kids. It was all dented a little dirty, but we didn't think it would be bad to let him have it (there's a picture below, along with a flower thing that he made and gave to Brooke). Brooke offered the man some food but he said he had already eaten. He was a nice guy. It definitely made for a different experience than what we were expecting. Also, Christian was fascinated with all his rings.

Gifts from the nicest homeless person I've ever met