Updates

Holy shit. It has been more than four months since I have written anything here. Where should I begin with the updates? Shortly after my last post, the wife and I moved to western South Dakota. While there, I worked on a ranch and my wife and I had our daughter. After four months of killing myself, we decided to move onto Wyoming, to be closer to family.

I know, my lack of attention here has lost whatever readers that I once had and I own that. Seven-day work weeks, a lack of internet connection, and recent additions to my immediate family have taken all of my spare time. I mean, I've barely had enough time to wipe my ass, but only on times where I don't have to shit. It's been horrendous! 

South Dakota was an experience that I wouldn't trade for the world, though. When you take away the lack of time with the family, the slave-driver of a ranch-manager, blown Jeep engine, and the lack of human interaction (aside from the constant contact with the aforementioned slave-driving ranch-manager), it was a wonderful period of my life. That, and the time spent with the owner of the ranch. He is one of the most awesome people I have ever had the opportunity to come across in my life.

Through all of South Dakota's insanity, I was blessed with a daughter. She's nearly four months old, now, but in mid-to-late August she was nine pounds, and twenty-one inches of pure Raider Fan. That's right, friends, she spent a good portion of her first day of life, curled up with her dad, watching pre-season Raider football. It's just too bad that our Jeep's engine blew on the way to come get us from the hospital. I will try not to dwell on that part, though.

Towards the end of November I got tired of being beaten like a rented mule (every fucking day), and looking for a way out of that insanity, we found the hole and jumped through it. I know, friends, you're asking yourselves, selves, why would Ray go to Wyoming? Ray hates Wyoming. Bad things come from and happen to Ray in Wyoming.

Trust me, I had a long talk with myself over this. I had an ex-wife from here, I have been stuck in this state twice in my life. I get it. But, all three of the previously mentioned issues came from one city in Wyoming, Rock Springs. I'm on the other side of the planet, as far as that is concerned. I am two whole miles from the Nebraska border. I might as well be on Mars. See what I mean?

I've missed you all and hope to stay in contact better than I have recently. Peace out, A-Town down.