Blog of Josh Hall

One day, I’m going to hurt you.

Even if I don’t know who you are.  Even if I don’t mean to.

I won’t mean to hurt you.

Even if was thinking about it.  Even if I’m mad at you.

It might be emotional pain.  May be physical too…  Or in place of; it’s hard to tell at this point.

All I know is I’m hurting now.  And sometimes, it’s all I have to give.  And a life where all I’m doing is taking away from you, is a life I don’t want to live.

yeah, just a quick personal update…I like babies.  Well, at least 1 of 2 that i’ve come in contact with.

That is all for today.

After my parents split, I got to have a day with my dad by myself.  Thursday nights.  I normally had a boy scout meeting then we’d go home and watch the simpsons.  Sometimes, we’d take a drive out past Malden crossroads and up a hill to the left past a church to a dead end road and watch route 43 being built.  We actually watched roads being built a lot together.  I remember taking Serah and Nathan to watch them build an on ramp from 43 to interstate 70.  I dunno if the smell of freshly poured concrete is my second favorite smell (behind the aroma of a tobacco pipe) because of the nostalgic quality or if it really is just something I like.  I always liked watching the bobcat dig out the basement of my dad’s house and the smell of the concrete mix the guys used to build the walls and floor.  But back to those Thursday nights…those were sacred.  I can’t think of any bad times on those nights.  I got to hang out with my dad and do something we both enjoyed.  He tried, I know he did.  Sometimes, we’d even go and play raquetball at the YMCA while serah and J’aime would run or play basketball.  I think that if our relationship would have kept going, we would have had some good father-son talks watching roads being built.  We never left that dead end road though.  How metaphoric…

Good stuff from the movie "The Great Dictator" (1940).  Even out of context, these words are like a bullet to the head, or a knife to the heart.

http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/08029/853048-100.stm?cmpid=news.xml

That’s the plot of land a block up from my old apartment and across the street from the Hill House and Kaufmann auditorium.  http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&hl=en&geocode=&q=15219&ie=UTF8&ll=40.442897,-79.98166

So, looks like I’ll be stopping for dinner on my walk home for work.  Oops, no eggs for those brownies?  Don’t worry, I’ll walk 2 blocks to the grocery store.  Oh shoot, no milk, what will I ever do…Guess I’ll just have to walk over and get some in my slippers.

Save-A-Lot is going to have breakfast with some city officials tomorrow at the Grand Concourse down at Station Square.  Looks like is completely separate from the arena talks, which really might sweeten the deal if the peguins are going to chip in something.  They turned down starting a store in 2004, but a lot has changed in 4 years…

 If there was a grocery store on my way home…I might actually eat.  I eat once a day currently, if that.  I go grocery shopping once a month.  The biggest problem is that i have to eat all the perishables with a week or two of purchasing them.  If there was a grocery store on my walk home where i could pick up some fresh peppers, tomatoes, and fish and such, I’d do it every day.  I would definitely take up cooking as a hobby if i had that resource so close to me. 

 http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/08028/852860-100.stm?cmpid=news.xml