Category Archives: Day In The Life

My First Day At College And…

frat-house-party-front-lawn…it was nothing like I dreamed! Let me ‘splain…

Because of my popularity…I get solicited to speak or shoot a video ALL THE TIME.

It’s a little embarrassing really.

And the fact is…I don’t often make myself available.

But recently I made an exception to do this video for a couple reasons:

Sooooo the first reason. It was for one of Mommy’s classes she is teaching. And she asked…

How can I say no? If it weren’t for her…and it was up to Dad:

  • I’d use dirt to rub on my boo-boos…instead of band-aids. <SMH>
  • I’d chicken and frensf-fry, or pizza every night (well…that one’s not so bad).
  • I probably would be wearing dirty clothes right now.
  • And the list goes on…

But the second reason I did it was because of the subject: Long term continuum of health care services.

Let me de-Mensa that.

Basically it’s just getting the stuff you need to help take care of you for a really long time.

See…most people don’t need services like this until they get really, REALLY, old. Like Daddy…for instance.

BUT. For people like me. We need need it much earlier in life.

Problem is. There’s WAAAAY more demand for the services than there is a supply.

15000So like…Mommy said that right now…there are over 15,000 developmentally delayed people waiting for services…just in Georgia (that’s where I live). Over 15,000!

And sometimes it takes a really long time for those people to get services.

Like me. I was on the waiting list for 8 years.

So we were explaining that, and some other things, to the class.

Well…Mommy was explaining that to her students.

I was showing them other things. Like some sign language. Bustin’ out a few words I know. And…pretty much…you know…adding the celebrity factor.

In all seriousness though, it is a big problem. Like I said. It took me 8 years.

Now I’m pretty lucky. Cuz my Mommy and Daddy were able to take care of the stuff I needed until I was able to get help.

But not everyone is as lucky as me.

And those people…SADLY…have to do without. Or at least do without some stuff.

Anyway. That was the reason I got in front of the camera with Mom. Make sure you watch it…if you haven’t already.

And it’s the reason I am raising money for service dogs to help people like me.

Because even after you get the long term continuum stuff…it doesn’t cover things like dog to help keep them out of trouble. Or just help them have a normal life.

Okay. I gotta go for now.

Bye. See ya ta-mah-wo.

 

Where I got my pics:

College picture

 

These Are My Daawgs

So in my last couple posts here and here, I have mentioned JackJoey.

jackjoey3Many of my fans have asked…just who is JackJoey?

They’re my daawgs.

I think they are both…hold on.

WHAT!??! What do daawgs say??? Daddy…I’m kinda in the middle of…

FINE. Daawgs say woof woof woof.

Sorry…that was my Dad asking what daawgs say. I swear keeping that guy entertained is a full time job. Exhausting. <shaking my head>

Anyway…where was I?

jackOh yeah. JackJoey.

jackJoeyThere’s actually two of them. Jack is a Golden-Doodle (he’s over there ===>>) and Joey is a Golden Retriever (that’s her <<===).

But you hardly ever see them apart. EVER. Where one goes…the other goes too. Even in the picture of “her”…he’s hanging around.

Sooooo, it’s just easier to say JackJoey than separate their names.

Hey! I’m a man of few words.

I think they’re both pretty old. Maybe 12 and 11???? So in dog years that’s 11. Times. 7.

That makes them…let’s see…carry the 1…and…

…I dunno…old?

Mommy and Daddy say they probably won’t be around much longer. I’m not really sure what that means? Where are they gonna go?

They’re pretty good daawgs though. They bark and growl really mean when people walk by the house. Or when someone drops off a package…which reminds me…I should be getting a package today…I’ll have to keep an eye out.

Well…Jack barks and growls. Joey just stands there beside him wagging her tail. I think I’ve only heard her bark once or twice. Like me…she’s a girl of few words.

I’m not really sure what the barking is about. Maybe to sound tough? I guess???

Believe me. He’s not tough. One time…Dad took him on a run…he lost a toe.

Jack did…not Daddy. I think Dad looses marbles…at least that what Mommy says.

And another time. He was playing in the snow. And cut his foot. How do cut your foot…on the snow?

I guess he should only be allowed to run around in a pillow factory. Never mind. Bad idea. He’d probably choke on fev-fers they put in the pill-wos.

Anywho. Both of them are really good to me. They don’t bite me if I get mad and accidentally jackjoey2pull their tail. They let me pet them. They take the blame for eating all the cookies. They hang out under the kitchen table so I don’t have to clean up if I drop something.

And most importantly…they always love me and I always love them.

Although they don’t like getting their pictures taken like I do. This one was like corralling cats. But at least I got everyone to smile.

Ok. Well I have to go for now.

Daddy asked me to come along with him to run some errands this morning. Probably needs my advice on some real estate stuff???

And I have to go see the dentist (I’ll tell you about that later).

But now you know my daawgs JackJoey.

See ya ta-mah-wo.

A Day In The Life Of Me

One of the most often asked questions I get from my fans is “Alec, what do you do all day?”.

I’m not sure why they wanna know?  But. Instead of telling you…I thought I’d show.

scheduleOk. I’m totally kidding…that’s not mine.

All that stuff is sil-wee. And, frankly, I’m not sure why anyone would waste their time with it.

<insert shaking my head in pathetic wonderment here>

As I mentioned on my I’m Alec page (you should check it out if you haven’t already)…I am a 20-something dude.

That means I don’t go to skooool anymore.

Instead. I’m what you’d call a lifestyle entrepreneur (I made that word up…it means I organize, manage, and assume risks in my business affairs from home).

So here goes…my back-to-wook day:

Mommy and Daddy get up ridiculously early. I’m not gonna lie…it’s a little annoying. I pretty much get whenever I feel like it. I need my beauty sleep…this doesn’t just happen by accident.

After I get up. I usually go down stairs. Have some bwekfest. Then head into the office. I have two here at home. One, I share with Mom. And the other with Dad. Its a pretty good arrangement…but they can get annoyingly loud.

Then I’ll catch up see what Wy-in King is up to…THAT is one crazy cat I’d like to hang out with! Annnd maybe do a little online shopping. Do you have any idea how hard it is to sift through the thousands of available videos? Staggering.

That pretty much fills up my morning. Of course I don’t do all that at once. I take breaks. Walk around downstairs.

treadmillI’ve heard people call it “pacing”? I don’t know. We drive by places where people stand on machines like these one looking out a window…and they pay for it. What the…? I do it for free downstairs.

Then I’ll get a quick nap in until around 11 or 12. That’s when Mommy makes me lunch…I love pizza rolls.

After lunch I’ll do some more work. Usually catching up on the latest Star Wars episode…or maybe some Fraggles. Oh…I also run up and check in on Mommy and Daddy…just to make sure they’re staying on task.

After a long day. We’ll have some dinner.

And then. I’ll go back up to the office and do a little more back-to-werk. Or I’ll take the parents to look at some houses for a client.

I typically wind down around 7:30 or 8. And head up stairs and ni-nite-go-to-shweep.

So there you have it. My day.

As you can see…pretty busy…lots of important stuff.

I’ll talk to you later…I have to go take a bath now.

 

Credits:

Tread Mill Image Credit

 

Editor’s Note:

Sil-wee = Silly

Back-to-werk is what he says when sitting down at the computer because Tami tells him she has to get back to work.

Wy-in King = Lion King…he’s very into that now.