Below are the most recent 11 friends' journal entries.

Monday, November 30th, 2009
tescovee	7:56p	Say Enough Right, so now there's a fuckin' Slap Chop rap video commercial complete with dancers and vocal processing for "Vince's" voice. I can not tell you how bunched up my nuts are right now. Yes, that's right, this horrid shit stank commercial has produced a physical response that's typically reared in the face of midget sex and kicks to my groin. If this commercial were to appear in human form, I'd quickly locate its anus and jam a barrel cactus up there. 'Nuff said. (kisses and such)
Sunday, November 29th, 2009
tescovee	11:52a	The Absent Minded Photographer I spent the day yesterday hopscotching around San Anto for some shopping, eating, errands-in-general, and seeking out an old friend. After a quick stop by Nagel's gunsmithing, I dropped by an old friend's house to see if he was still living there. To my utter surprise, Chris G came to the door and gave a muthafucka a hug. This dude and I have a good twenty-three years of history together. Actually, the math is incorrect since I haven't seen this person in almost seven years. Anyway, we talked for a bit, exchanged cell numbers and made loose plans to have him out to my house for some R&R/catching the fuck up. I invited him to come with me on my Skinny Puppy road trip but learned that he's in the delicate process of beating addiction and getting his shit back together. Since there'll surely be shenannigans on this jaunt, I was more than understanding/supportive in his decision. Here are the usual random pics...without one single pic of the monumental reuniting :/ The Holiday lights in downtown Metropolis...err, Uvalde. Meh...those pictures blew. I have to say that the reality of the moments were much more entertaining. I also failed miserably at snapping away the images worth seeing. Sometimes I just leave the damn camera in the car or up my ass. So it is. So be it. (4 kisses | kisses and such)
Thursday, November 26th, 2009
tescovee	9:45p	Happy Spanksgiving! So today was the family turkey day gathering at my parent's place. It became painfully obvious that having family get-togethers at the old lakehouse was MUCH better since there was more room. Alas, it's not my place and it was all about family time and not efficient entertaining. I skipped the initial idea of taking a bunch of pictures and snapped some here-and-there shots. Let's go over them quickly and then talk a little bit about Skinny Puppy, bitch. The morning sky at time of departure from home. Another good coffee break. Settings EVERY fucking television in the place had a shitty football game on. A quick stop by my favorite theatre. I fucked a lot here in days gone by. Saw a lot of freaky shit as well...as in ghosts, not sex. Got really nasty under that bridge in days gone by. And as I drove home, I reflected on the time spent with my family. I was actually thinking of an annoying quirk often displayed by one particular family member when I came across a reminder. No matter how bad, tired, annoyed, farty and full of food one may be, there are people out there who are having an even more horrific Thanksgiving. So as I snap this picture I realize that my family is great and I should just shut the fuck up and smile. Thanksgiving is about appreciating what you have and where you are. We bitch about our petty troubles and rarely stop to think... So...now that we covered that... SKINNY PUPPY... will be swinging through Tejas this coming week and I will be slamming my way through the doors of Emo's in Austin on December 2nd and the Granada theatre in Dallas the following night. Can't tell ya how excited I am. Pictures WILL follow. (8 kisses | kisses and such)
Wednesday, November 25th, 2009
tescovee	10:03a	T-Day, Biatch! I'm going to head up to my parent's early in the morning in order to assist in the Thanksgiving Day fare. I'm currently aging some great duck breast cutlets in a homemade marinade. The breasts have been aging in the fridge for the last few days and should be nice and tender by now. With these breasts I'll be making "duck rolls", which is simple enough to prepare and is very tasty. Basically, all you do is pound each breast out until they're near a quarter inch thick, stuff with muenster cheese and sauteed onions, then roll up and skewer with toothpicks to hold. Lightly season with a homemade seasoning and flash broil for about five minutes per side. NOT overcooking is key with duck. Unlike most wild game meat, duck can be seared to a point of rare and doesn't have to be thoroughly cooked (since "sick" ducks can not complete the migratory flight South) leaving one with ample room to play with. The other meat I'll be preparing is a wild boar ham that I packed in a paste made from cinnamon sugar and smoke seasoning, and then wrapped in foil. Before shoving that fat ass into the oven, I'll stipple the flesh with cloves. The side I'll bring with is a simple sweet tater casserole topped with crushed pecans (from my tree;) and mini marshmallows. I found that recipe in Cooking Light so we'll see exactly how light that shit really is. I looked up the counts in carbs and found it to be around thirty grams per serving. Yeah, sneaky fuckers. I'm already full after simply typing this up. Ahhhh...Thanksgiving Day food...and those sweet, sweet leftovers. FYI - for those looking to keep their asses manageable, studies have shown that half of a person's yearly weight gain occurs between T-Day and New Year's Day. Just sayin'. (4 kisses | kisses and such)
Tuesday, November 24th, 2009
tescovee	8:48p	WoW, It's An Ugg Chink Spam Handbag I'm really fucking tired of the chink "WoW gold/leather handbags/ugg boots" spam inundating the comment section of my posts. It's bad enough that there are no moderators left on Blurty to deal with the ONSLAUGHT of spam blogs, but to have the shit pepper your own page is boolsheeeit. (2 kisses | kisses and such)
Saturday, November 21st, 2009
tescovee	10:05p	Saturday I had a hard time deciding what to do with my day today. I finally settled on an invite to go to Sea World with some friends and their kids. After kidnapping a partner in crime, we headed out. Immediately upon arrival we noticed a theme...holiday cheer and all that. And as usual, pictures. Now I've heard of Scuba Steve...but Scuba Santa? WTF? Wait...WHAT? Isn't this how you load unruly kids into a car? Oh...and for sticking around to see 'em all, I've included a bonus. For those of you who know me personally, you might fall out of your chair when you learn that I picked up a CAT at the Humane Society. Cool cat. Friendly as shit. Anyway, this cat has taken to a very entertaining passtime. It enjoys swatting the balls on my little tin doggy. Even though the sound of tin being tapped at three in the morning annoys, it's still worth a sleepy snicker. Werd. Viola! (3 kisses | kisses and such)
Friday, November 20th, 2009
tescovee	6:28p	'Tis The Season It's growing cold enough to justify this. In with the new. (1 kiss | kisses and such)
Wednesday, November 18th, 2009
tescovee	8:41a	Decisions...Decisions... I need a new couch set...but i'm too lazy to drive to San Antonio to find them. This weekend would be perfect for such an excursion. Alas, I think I'd rather go camping. I really need a new couch set. (6 kisses | kisses and such)
Tuesday, November 17th, 2009
tescovee	8:38p	Defensive Driving I'm not too sure about you, my road made for two. (kisses and such)
tescovee	8:26p	It Was Written There's this poem that passes by from time to time, written with an air of cool detachment. I suppose I was around eighteen when I first laid eyes on it, first truly laid eyes on her. The unflinching brutality of that age did nothing to ease the pain of ignorance. I suppose the only thing that saved me was that very absence of awareness. For if I'd known how tragic and deadly the passing of time would be, I would have either consumed the author...or cashed in my chips. Behold the beauty of eighteen, and damn the cruel hand of circumstance! (1 kiss | kisses and such)
tescovee	7:59p	Fire and Eyes New, enchanting music has a very important place in my life. Much in the way that a undergrowth-clearing fire can breathe new life into an aging forest. I feel quite comfortable with fire. (kisses and such)