My american dream.

I went for a Sunday drive today with my son. It solidified the 'American Dream' that I've wanted for a while now. I want a family, Husband-wife-kids type structure... and I want to live on a farm. I don't know how a farm runs or what it takes, but I know working with my own sweat and blood means more then making a profit. It would mean more to me than being rich or successful. A man to wake up and have coffee with on Sundays, and maybe a kindred spirit who understands me would be awesome. I know that having a real permanent home for my kids is huge. I've had so many homes, and I always wished I could go back to one in particular, but it seems like there's nothing stable... nothing lasting.
Eh, I'm losing track of my point. What good is a house, or a job, or money, if you're constantly in the flux?

Some farm man needs to come sweep me off my feet and roll me in the hay for the rest of my life, or I need to figure out how to do it on my own so that my son can bring all the critters home he wants too, a yard to build a fort in, and a room that's always his when he needs a place to crash. Being broke all the time isn't so bad... but not being able to look around and go "I remember when..." kinda sucks.

Seriously, when my 2.5 year old can beat a boss monster... there's something wrong with the game. I am not complaining, because in some RPG type games it is really nice to get through a 3 hour cave and get an easy boss, but still if all the game requires is button mashing, why would I feel proud of finishing it?

Anyhoo... I had another 'beautiful people' moment at Wal-mart today. This guy was just beautiful. When his mother turned around, I was like ohhhh, beauty gene.

How is it that Muskegon can be so damned broke, but 98% of the vehicles on our roads are 2005 or newer? Am I really so bad with money I can't afford a payment and everyone else can? Or are all the poor people in our town riding bikes and walking? That is the other reason Michigan has so many people driving without car insurance, nobody can afford it with their car payments, and those that have old cars don't want to walk or ride a bike.

Eh, guess I will not remember the cool stuff I wanted to say. I was hoping the verbal spewage would help me to remember that really valid point I wanted to make. Guess not. My whole two fans won't be too disappointed, they are quite used to my swiss cheese.