Hmmmm, something new

Well my name is Chris, and I like....music....my wife....my daughter....and the next one on the way! My hole life I have been told "Chris, you need to find a way to vent or you'll go to jail for the murder of someone who is just asking for directions...." I am not sure what that means but I am sure that talking on this thing will do what my past teachers have told me I need to do.

I am a big Utah Jazz fan, I like the Denver Broncos, and hate baseball, I like to go bowling, Christmas is the best (even though I am excited for that time of year for different reasons then before, when I was a kid it was sweat free stuff that I'll play with for 6 months and forget it exists; now it is PAID VACATION!!!! Time with the family, and the only downside to Christmas that wasn't there before is I am buying everything instead of a jolly fat guy), my least liked holiday is......Valentine's day, it's lame and once your married this holiday shouldn't exist, the only point of it is for single people to get two step ahead with the person he or she likes by giving that person flowers and chocolates on a special day. So much is expected out of guys on this day, I swear it was invented by some women who wanted their spouses to by them candy and flowers once a year without getting in trouble for asking. It's a day were women automatically expect these things, and if you forget...its the dog house for a week or 7. Guys need a day like this, I'm serious, where we sit home all day, and wait for the wife, girl friend, secret admirer or whatever to come home (in my case bring me...) and have a 12 pack of ice cold Mountain Dew, a Meat Lovers pizza and 4 action movies that she knows she'll hate but knows I will get a kick out of it..I say movies because the notebook was really gay, I don't need to say more. Wow and I just went off forever on Valentines day, maybe my teachers were right..

Well this is going to be something regular I think, Just because I just starting writing and felt better afterwords...I like it, nice work misty...

Till next time, Chris