Gut Rumbles

December 25, 2003

things that make you feel good

I spent this evening assembling monsters, dragons and "slayers" from some fantasy-game I bought for Quinton. He and Jack are having a wonderful time with all of that horrible shit. They like monsters, dragons and slayers.

Quinton ran up to me and gave me a big hug. "Thank you, daddy! Thank you for everything you bought me for Christmas this year!"

"You're welcome, son. I'm glad that you like it. Merry Christmas."

"Daddy, know what? You're not bad for AN UGLY OLD GEEZER!" He took off running down the hallway and laughing his ass off after that remark.

I should have chased him down and tackled his young self, but I worry about hurting my back again. I let him get away with that one. Hell, I AM an ugly old geezer. I damn sure ain't the man I was at 28 years old. I've seen a lot of blood flow under the bridge in my life.

I sometimes see so much of me in my son that I get all teary-eyed just looking at him. He is a pisscutter. He is smart, good-looking and all boy. He's got a good sense of humor, and he is comfortable enough around me to make smart-assed comments and know that I will take them in the spirit he meant for me to feel. This ugly old geezer loves his son.

And I believe that Quinton had a very merry Christmas.


Glad you are both having a merry Chirstmas!

Posted by: Lawren on December 25, 2003 08:30 PM

They get even funnier when they get older: When I offered to deploy to Iraq posing as my son, arguing that the Army would never know the difference, same name and all, I got the comment - "Dad, they don't make these uniforms in maternity sizes." If it hadn't been over the phone, I'd have strangled the kid!

Posted by: Willie G on December 25, 2003 08:33 PM

It was already obvious you loved your son, sweetheart. Glad to hear Quinton had a merry Christmas.

Hope you did too!

Posted by: Gina on December 25, 2003 09:13 PM

Merry Chrstmas to the Acidman and his sweet little family!


Posted by: davidB on December 25, 2003 10:03 PM

Got to spend the day with my brand new 10 month old nephew Jake on his first Christmas. He had no interest in opening gifts of course, but once all of his toys were all set up with battery powered lights and noises, he lit up brighter than the tree. He had a ball! And so did I just watching him. He got super tired after about 8 hours, but still couldn't stop laughing at a toy driver's cockpit thingy that his father got him. He was just too funny. He's just starting to eat solid food and we discovered today that his absolute favorite thing ever is an old family tradition among me and my brothers at Christmas. We all buy each other a huge jar of "Mom Wilson's Pickles" from a local farm with the best pickles on the planet. Once he got a taste, he wouldn't eat anything else and would throw a fit every time you tried to take his pickle away. Believe it or not, second on his hit list was beef jerky, another tradition. He's only got one tooth, but he figured out real quick how to suck the flavor right out it. He had a chunk in his mouth most of the afternoon. Yep. He's one of us alright. So I know that teary-eyed feeling of which you speak.

Merry Christmas to you and Quinton Rob!

Posted by: MarcL on December 25, 2003 10:38 PM

Since I have no other forum in which to freely vent I will use the Acidman's (assuming his permission). Thanks in advance A-man.

Last night I just spent the first ever Christmas eve night without my dear sweet grandma. For all of 46 years she was there. She passed away on Dec 20 at the age of 91. We had her funeral on Dec 23rd. So in a different and bittersweet way I also had a teary Chrstmas. May God give rest to her weary soul.


Posted by: DavidB on December 25, 2003 11:07 PM

I can empathize with you. I had lost my brother in October and last Christmas was a very difficult one. It's amazing how much a year can heal your heart. Just keep that in mind.
I've always picked up pennies off the ground but when my brother died a friend of mine told me how to have sweet memories of him. When you pick up a penney just know that they are "Pennies from Heaven"-and remember "Everytime it rains it rains..pennies from Heaven" And when the sun comes out they've set a bow in the clouds of many colors.
Peace to you and your family

Posted by: Lexia on December 25, 2003 11:16 PM


"Pennies From Heaven", I will always remember that. Thank you very much!


Posted by: DavidB on December 25, 2003 11:36 PM

Merry, Merry!
When my son Garrett, (now 19,) was about
nine, we were in a motel at Disneyland, getting ready for the day by taking a shower. I
was showing him the technique of wizzing straight down the drain. He looked up at me with wide,serious eyes and said "You're a GREAT MAN dad. You never forget a feeling that fills your heart like that, hearing those words. We still have that comfort together
as you describe it. It is truley the most wonderful thing to share.
Many happy, sweet moments to you and Quinton, they make the other shit bearable.

Posted by: wes jackson on December 26, 2003 02:56 AM

For the first time since he was two years old, I got to spend Christmas Day with my son.

Monday he ships out. In another couple of weeks he'll be in Iraq.

I know what you mean about getting all teary-eyed, Acidman. I know whatcha mean...

Posted by: Dave D. on December 26, 2003 09:02 AM

Just gotta love that kid. Ya did fine Acidman, ya did fine.

Posted by: Wichi Dude on December 26, 2003 10:14 AM

I should have chased him down and tackled his young self, but I worry about hurting my back again.

That's so sweet it made my eyes water. That's a cool kid you have, sir. Merry Christmas.

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