Aww, not since Bud & Sissy have I seen this kind of affection!
March 4, 2016 will be a day that will live on in the annals of time for yours truly. Not only did Miss Madison and I have a kick ass time at the Bottoms Up Bash, but this college dropout (journalism major to boot) had his name next to a byline on an article published on the Internet. My head literally exploded from my swelling ego sometime around 3:00 p.m. Friday afternoon. Not just any websites either, more like freaking Time.com and the Yahoo Financial page. I signed off on all changes to the original piece I wrote last week, and the cannibalization of the original article was minimal. So look forward to this becoming a regular thing!
I know that guy! He’s a complete internet whore now, but I know him!
The same article was featured in the Palm Beach Post, and I was anxiously awaiting a phone call all day for a sit down interview after they flew me to Palm Beach, but alas that never materialized. Seeing my work printed in the St. Louis Post Dispatch was rather ironic. I’m a diehard Cincinnati Reds fan and these days the St. Louis Cardinals are our biggest rival, but hey, if the finance editor wants me to attend a Cardinals game in the VIP suite to have a few words with me, I’m there! O.K. I’m done patting myself on the back, but when I started blogging in July of 2014, if you told me it would one day grant me the opportunity to get featured on publications all around the globe, I would have told you to quit huffing paint and get a clue.
All of this self-loathing or bad Chinese food has taken a toll on me. Since my celebratory weekend, I’ve been fighting a virus similar to the shark flu. Everything about it has sucked and literally I’m to the point if I lose any more fluids, I’m going to have to main line chicken soup and bong water! On the flip side, I’ve been on a legendary Netflix binge and move over Stringer Bell, Raylan Givens, and Al Swearingen, there is new player in town on the Skipah’s fictional characters Mount Rushmore.
I’ve heard rumors about this show and how much it could potentially be in my viewing rotation, so sitting around yesterday afternoon wondering if the only thing left in me was my heart and part of my lungs I hacked into the neighbors Netflix account (or used Miss Madison’s) and fired up House of Cards: Season 1. Five minutes into it and I was looking up Francis Underwood’s chief of staff (Stamper) for a one on one interview. Ten episodes later I thought I had better get to bed, so no spoilers, please, but this show is right up my alley. Drama, politics, back room deals, dirty reporters, sleazy politicians, crooked lobbyists; it’s like everything I’ve ever heard about Washington D.C.!
The Madison Auto War is now officially over, my little soldier is now the proud owner of a Volvo XC90 and the smile on her face all weekend was infectious to anyone near her. Since I’m a former Volvo owner myself of an older model seeing all the upgrades in the five-year difference was pretty eye opening for me also. Miss Madison has taken to reading the owner’s manual like the latest J.K. Rowling book. Her thirst for knowledge is amazing, really who in the hell reads an owner’s manual other than to figure out the configuration of the fuse panel. Miss Madison does, that’s who!
Not since Lee surrendered to Grant has there been a bigger win! (Civil War Kentuckian!)
The Bottoms Up Bash was by far the highlight of the weekend, but something more cosmic is going on with me personally. Call it the reverse “Cheater’s Mantra”, I trust this woman with every facet of my life even though the last time I did that with someone I got burnt worse than a piece of bread in a toaster that runs on nuclear energy. Miss Madison was cheated on also and we are way past the “trust” issue, we get to laugh about our exes and their misery and woes because neither of us jumped at the greener grass. She’s the Vice President of the company now for a reason. She’s smarter than me and has the password to this website in case anything would happen to me that I need her to quickly swing into action to keep getting the message out to the denizens of the Skipahsphere!
About it for tonight with me being under the weather and Miss Madison having a long day at the office I thought I better entertain her on International Women’s Day! Or secretly crumble some Benadryl in her tea so I can watch another few episodes of House of Cards before bedtime!