I'm so used to "try again" on the tops of Mountain Dew that I don't even bother looking at them anymore. I've had one every day this week at work and today was the first day I realized I haven't been looking at them. I'll bet I probably won earlier this week and didn't even know it. Damn.

I thought Google Adwords would be a one time setup. I figured that once I got it all setup and the ads displaying the way I wanted them to, that would be it. Apparently it is not. I have to login to the account on a daily basis to ensure that we still have a ranking position in the campaign and that we haven't been outbid. This sit is crazy. I didn't realize how much work it would end up being. But I am honestly very happy to have looked into it. I'd say I have been pretty effective at driving new traffic to out site. In less than 20 days, our ads have shown up over 289,000 times. Only 100 clicks or so out of that, but 289,000 impressions is pretty good in my books. I think I might be the only person I know who has any sort of experience in Google Adwords. I'm happy I can add that to resume under the list of many skills I have.

Last night my family came up for dinner. It was originally just supposed to be my father, but he talked my older brothers into coming. Along with them, my nephew Nathan came along. That kid is crazy. I can't believe he is already potty trained. Last time I saw him a month or so ago, he was still wearing a diaper and I heard nothing of them training him to use the toilet. He's been asking about his Unca Mike a lot lately, so they decided to bring him along. Man, I'm glad they did. After seeing him, I realized I need to make more of an effort to go home to see him. I just want to go home to see him.

Not only does my cousin live with me, but it looks as if he is going to be working for the same company. He has an interview as a laborer here tomorrow morning. He's pretty much got the job. Should be interesting to work with him. The only problem is he'll be working out in the plant out back. I work in the offices. And speaking of my cousin, he and I went in on a 5 gallon bucket of pickles. What a great investment that has become. God damn do I fucking love me some pickles.

I'm glad I don't have to give the friendship wall hanger thingy back. I'd much rather give that to someone more deserving. Hell, I'll just keep it for myself. Haha. Because after all, I am most definitely my own best friend. Sounds about right.

But don't you nevah, be down. I said don't evah, 'cause it's gonna keep him hanging around. I fucking love Spoon. I hope they come to Ohio sometime soon so I can go see them live. I've been listening to them for a good six years now and I have yet to see them. I don't think they've ever been to these parts to play a show, but they need to. Badly.

Tell me sweetness don't somehow reach your heart. Until you fall flat down and you can't wait to start. This is the one cold truth we've all known. As I think to myself this could be easy or I could face it alone.