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Last Thursday I lay in bed trying to fall asleep, the kids playing with Grandma in the living room, knowing the next day would be my last at work. As I tried to drift off I thought about past “lasts” and how more often than not we don’t know they’re coming. Some arrive quickly, without warning, others slowly evolving.

I don’t remember the night before we were fired from the morning show, I know we were on Christmas/New Years vacation, but I didn’t lie in bed knowing I would be fired the next afternoon. I don’t remember my last night truly being married… I remember the night before my marriage legally ended, I prepared a shirt and tie, gathered all the necessary papers and tried to sleep knowing the following morning it would, with a few words from a judge, be over. A marriage is one of those things that disintegrates slowly, so pin-pointing the last night we were truly a couple is almost impossible.

Some lasts are exciting, the last day of high school, knowing that when you wake the next day your whole life will change.  That energy of the unknown and hope is something I will never forget.  And there are those planned lasts like actually planning on changing jobs, the last night of being single before getting married or the last night in a home before you move.

So as I lay there in the darkness, kids laughing and running around, I know that would be the last night I go to bed as the Executive Producer of The Insana Quotient and hope that it will not be long that I am resting my head preparing for something new.

I have been using some of this unwanted down time to get caught up on some recent releases I hadn’t had time to watch, this week Red Box has a great deal, each day you can text DEALS to 727272 and they will send you a special offer… so far I have received a free rental the last two days, you can’t beat that.

Stench is out of the hospital and back on the pod!  He was in the hospital almost all of last week suffering from diverticulitis.  He seems to be recovering well and is back to true form.  Alina has been having medical issues too, so we wish her a speedy recovery… Without Alina who would we torture on the pod?

Have a great rainy spring day (If you’re in L.A.).

Rock on, Jack

It’s supposed to rain, so you know that’s all we’re going to hear about…. I like that most of the time they’re wrong anyway.  It’s L.A where it’s sunny 90% of the time and they still can’t get the weather predictions right!

Lucy had a sore throat all weekend, so we stayed home and watched movies.  I highly recommend Red Box, they’re all over the place, have the latest releases and charge only $1 a day.  Lucy picked a new one to annoy me, Dive Olly Dive…. It’s about these submarines that help clean up the ocean, good message, just not that entertaining to 38 year olds.  I’ll take Yo Gabba Gabba any day!  We did discover a show called Tiny Planets where the lead characters are Bing and Bong… This was amusing to us all!

Did some baking, made M&M Chocolate Chip Brownies… Bing and Lucy loved them!  And as I type a loaf of sourdough is baking…  I love fresh baked bread!

Still no breaking Bing’s desire to be “Polka Dot Bowling Girl” for Halloween… He tried on his Dragon and Strawberry costumes, but has no desire to wear them trick or treating!  I guess it’s time for Daddy to do some costume designing, I’ll let you know what I come up with.

It’s sad when the kids go home and you look around at all their toys.  I got home last night and started to clean up, I found all the pictures they had drawn (We had art time since we were home)… They are so great, I save them all, at some point I will just have an apartment full of little kid drawings.  Lucy drew a picture of a person as seen from the perspective of an approaching shark that I’m going to fram and put in our shark themed bathroom.

They took it too far!  No one is making this kid eat soap. Oh deer.   I guess he had a change of heart.  They’re not called porn stamps! Do you think this is fair?  Secret Flaming Lips this week.  Loch Ness balls! This is not a good way to start a marriage!

Rock on, Jack