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Happy Birthday To Me

birthdayAs a rule. I love birf-days.

They’re awesome. There’s cake. You get to blow candles outs. Ba-wooons. And you sing-a-song…

You know. Happy birf-day to you, happy birf-day to you…

It doesn’t really matter whose birf-day it is. I love ’em. So festive.

But today it’s my birf-day. And even though I don’t like the spotlight…the focus will be on me today.

That’s right. I’m 23. What?!?!

stuffieI have no idea what that number means…but I think it has something to do with dinosaurs…

Not like my dinosaur Stuffie or Barney…a real one…

At least Daddy says that’s how it makes him feel. I dunno?

I’ve said it before. And I’ll say it again. That guy’s an enigma.

But I’m not the only one who likes my birf-day. Mommy does too.

She gets excited looking through the cake book at the store to pick the cake I want. Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo many choices!

Sesame Street, Thomas the Train, Disney, Dora, and, and, and…FANTASTIC!

We lose Dad about 2 pages in. But Mommy and I power through it.

Besides the cake on my birf-day, I get a couple other things.

FIrst. Mom makes my favorite meal. It’s got chicken…good. Cheese…good. Stuffing…gooood.

And then! I get presents. They don’t get me near as many as Santa Claus brings me…but Mommy and Daddy are pretty busy…so I get it.

Anyway. It’s been a pretty good year I guess.

halloweenDidn’t have to go back to school…which is cool.

But, honestly, I do miss the opportunity to dress up every now and then.

Like this. It’s hard to tell…but that’s not really Whembly Fraggle…it’s me. I’m wearing a costume.

I guess I could still dress up. But let’s face it. When you’re 23. It’s not cool anymore.

Ooooh who am I kidding? It’s still FREAKING AWESOME.

So you might be wondering? What do I get a kid who has everything?

Cake. Favorite meal. B-wohing out the candles. A couple presents. Everything.

trainsYou might think a new Thomas the Train set.

While that might be cool. I’m good.

I already have one. See. Here I am setting it up at the bottom of the stairs…by the front door…

Because…where else do you put a train set together?

I don’t need any new movies. I’ve got ’em all.

And the ones¬† I don’t have…I’ve got plenty of tickets for.

I have Legos. I don’t know where all of them are anymore. But Daddy finds ’em when he walks in my room for something. Thaaaat’s a little funny.

So I don’t need any “things”. Nope.

Plus – Mommy doesn’t know I know – she already got me some stuff. SURPRIIIIISE!

I know most of you will feel compelled to send me stuff. And I appreciate that. I do.

But instead of sending me stuff…maybe…you could just go here to my site and drop a few quarters to help people like me get dawgs like this:

service dog

That would make you and me feel good. Because it’d be helping someone else out on my birf-day…or any day really.

Mommy said that’s a nice thing to do too.

Aw-rite. I gotta go get some breakfast and watch-a-mooovie before the cake and presents later today.

So. Bye. See ya ta-mah-wo.

 

 

Oh. BTW. That picture of the dog is from the nice people at SDWR. You should check ’em out.

 

 

 

Photo Bomb

A little secret?

fraggleA skill I have the rivals my farming …is my photography.

I am REEEEEALLY good with a camera.

Here’s a little sample on the right…notice the lighting…the juxtaposition of scary and funny…the mood…

Uncanny really.

The fact is. Some people have an eye for it. And some people don’t.

I happen to be one of the have’s.

I’m pretty sure I get my sillz from my Mommy. She’s good with a camera too. See!

Dad? Well…at least he’s pretty. I mean everyone says I look like him. Sooo….

Anyway. Mommy takes pictures of people a lot. In fact, we took some last night.

Daddy and I went with her. She likes to consult me about angles and such.

I had to take Daddy to get a dwink and candy. He was being C-R-A-B-B-Y crabby…it was kinda late…so it wasn’t really his fault.

After the candy run. We went back to where Mommy was and helped her finish up.

IMG_7938I also help her take pictures of houses. Not really sure why anyone would do that? Pretty boring subjects. But…whatever???

See what I mean???

This is a picture of my friend Lemon’s house.

Great picture…and I’m sure someone will want to buy her house because of it…but booooor-ring.

Back to me. After all that’s why your here…isn’t it?

One of the things I’ve picked up from watching Mommy take the pictures is this <write this down>.

It’s not as much about the subject…as it is the presentation.

pictureExhibit A (on the left). You’ll notice a picture of a picture frame. WITH a picture of a picture frame. Of…wait for for it…a picture I took from a moooovie.

See what I mean…you can’t teach that. You have it…or you don’t.

Sorry Dad. Mommy and me have it…and you don’t.

But I guess you’re good at…well…oh…you mow the lawn pretty good.

Here’s the thing. If you’re not good at taking pictures…don’t be hard on yourself.

I’ve been taking pictures as long as I can remember. So. Naturally. I’m gonna be better than most.

As they say. Don’t hate the player…

Although. MOST of my work doesn’t make to print. Because someone <insert quite whisper Mommy and Daddy> doesn’t let me print whenever I want. Jealous much???

Sad really.

Buuuut every-now-and-then I let them buy me some ink for my printer. I think it makes them happy to see me printing.

I think that because they always say “WoooooW! Look at ALL those pretty pictures you printed. I can’t wait until we get to go back to the store to buy more ink and paper.”

I know! You’re welcome.

Ok. Well…that’s all for now. I have to get back-to-werk.

See ya ta-mah-wo.

#freethearts

 

My Green Thumb

A lot of people don’t know this about me. But I’m a bit of a gween fumb.

Yep. I can grow juuuuust about anything. I’ve been doing it since I was little. So…I’m pretty good at it.

farmMommy and Daddy made this box for for my farm. I plant things there. And water them.

Mostly corn. Radishes. Watermelon. Tomatoes. Oh…and cucumbers.

Funny thing? Except for fwensh-fwrys…I hate vegetables. But for some reason…if they come from the ground…I’ll eat ’em.

Ok. That’s not completely true. I’ll take a bite of a radish. If it’s good enough for a Fraggle…it’s good enough for me.

It’s aw-rite though. Luckily not much grows anyway. I don’t understand?

I’ve planted about 50 packages of seeds in there…you’d think something would grow???

fly trapBut that’s not my favorite plant. My favorites are carnivorous plants. Like this Venus Fly Trap…that’s my latest victim subject.

stock-illustration-17088529-carnivorous-plant-cartoonDon’t believe the box though. They look nothing like that.

Anyway…that’s a whole ‘nother story.

Another thing about these carnivorous plant…THEY ARE TEMPERAMENTAL.

I mean I water them. And water them. And water them. I move them around the house. I talk to them.

And still…nothing.

You’d think they’d be happy. They don’t have to sit in the same place all day long like the radishes. I move them from pot-to-pot-to-pot…

But no. After a couple weeks. They die.

Next thing you know. I’m dragging one of my peeps down to the store to pick up another one. Or ordering them on the com-puker.

Dad and Mom say they know way more about these plants than they’d like.

Not sure what that means. They’re certainly not helping me keep them alive. I don’t think I’ve seen them water ’em once. And they’re not the ones moving them to a new pot every-other day.

Well…I’ve got to go with Daddy. He needs help looking at a house. Probably wants some free landscaping advice. It’s a never ending battle…

I’ll make him buy me lunch.

 

Don’t worry. I’ll keep you in the loop. Once I “crack the code” on the vena-fwy-twap…I’ll make sure my fans know.

Until then. See ya ta-mah-wo.

 

Top two pictures are mine…last one…I got here.

 

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.