Happy Easter- It's Family Time!!!!!!

Happy Easter everyone! Even if you don't believe in anything to do with Easter, I do, so Happy Easter nonetheless. I hope you wish me a Happy Anydayyoufindimportant when it comes up too.

I want to talk a bit about family but I'm also getting sleepy, so I may save my musings for tomorrow and talk just give you a shorter story to satisfy your blog reading.

So for the story I have another Brock moment. I know many of you may be wondering about Naysayer P. Squirrel, but works been so busy that I don't have too much on him. Except he calls me one night, I think a little drunk, and tells me he is going to convert to Catholicism. Which was kind of shock considering if his religion were a facebook relationship status it'd be something like "God and I are on a break, it's complicated". Still, at the very least I think this will make for some interesting blog posts in the near future, as well as some interesting conversations between the two of us.

But on to Brock. In honor of Alejandro's birthday we went out to sushi then returned to our place for some R&R in the form of Sailor Jerrys, cream soda and/or cherry coke. Brock had wine because lets face it alcohol hits him hard already. Mama Goldfish, her boyfriend Always Playing VGs (Mama G and APV... It rhymes!), his best friend Charptooth, and Alejandro were all there. Clark was smart enough to stay in his room. We were talking and catching up and I was sharing the post-apocalyptic story about our group of friends Brock thought up one night and I actually wrote down... you know usual fun stuff. Then Brock gets this devious look in his eye and goes to his room, returning with his newly purchased semi-lifelike looking dildo. Thank goodness I had seen this before (when it had arrived in the mail from amazon and he'd whipped it out and thrown it at me- I was quick to block it with a pillow. Despite his pleas, I refuse to touch his dildo). Anyway, he brings it out to show everyone, bragging about how he found it on sale for like 70% percent off and just had to buy it and how he would have bought a black one but it cost 20% more and this was just such a good deal he had to get, but he's never used it or anything he just has for the sake of having it and it was just such a great deal...

Sometimes, I think one of the best parts about being Brock's roommate is the looks I get to share with the people around me. They go something like this: The glance over and with their semi-startled eyes ask me, is he serious. And my eyes reply, Oh yes. And then we both shake our heads a bit.

Comedy continued as Brock proceed to stick the dildo to the table, as the back end was basically a giant suction cup. It made a loud popping sound as it stuck to the table. He then put it up on the wall and hung his keys off of it. Then I felt mischievous and suggested he stick it to himself. He promptly plopped it onto his check with a loud smack (remember, whenever he gets home he strips down to his boxers briefs and wraps himself in one of my blankets). He then sat at the table with a dildo sticking out of his chest. It was actually pretty funny. He popped it onto his forehead (pun intended) and looked much like a unicorn, without the majestic, uncorrupted beauty. I suppose more like a cyclops with just one big eye...

Oh Brock. You weren't even that drunk. Just saw a sale...

I'll put my more serious musings down later. I do actually want to share my thoughts on Easter, which is about just the opposite of the conversations of todays blog. Sometimes I think I live my life in paradoxes...

Have a good day! I'm off to bed. Good night! Finish tomorrow, which is today I guess.