That purple hamper in my profile is broken and has a metal spike that put a gash in my arm last week, when it fell over in the car, while I was doing laundry with Brandon my 4 yr old . I thought right then and there I cannot let that happen again. That could had easily been Brandon it fell on top of. It would cut his face or his eye if the basket was in the back seat where my was sitting in the car seat behind me. But instead the hamper was in the passenger side. So, when I made a turn, the hamper fell over on top of my arm and put a gash in it. I thought, “Enough is enough. I need to go to Target before the next weekend to make sure to get a soft hamper. And throw this freaking hamper away. This is really now very dangerous.” Guest what? On 10/31/14, 5 days later on Halloween, before I had to do laundry, which is every Sunday… a hamper shows up. And guest what I found inside? Plus, I thought, if I am going to be at Target anyways I need to pick up a metal spatula, because when I was making fish for my s, I always need a 2nd spatula so the fish doesn’t fall apart. And the only other spatulas I have are plastic, that burns on the metal pans, so I am planning on throwing away the plastic one, as soon as I pick up the metal from Target. BTW I have 4 ren and I have full custody of them. Don’t worry, I also have 4 black belts. Anyways…. Also, since my 19 year relationship with my ex-wife officially ended 2 weeks ago, I was talking to both my 2 twin 12 yr olds this past week, for the first time they need to use a blow dryer in the morning to straighten their hair from now on. They have severe 'bed head' and been telling them this week they are not ren anymore and need to take more responsibility of their appearance. And wake up earlier if you have to and blow dry it. Like this and I daddy, was showing them that when I was in high school and I had long hair, because I have the same kind of hair like both of you, I have to straighten my hair every morning or I look like a mess. Brushing it alone in the morning is not enough. You still look like you fell out of bed and mommy is not here anymore to show you things like this. So I am taking out the trash on Halloween, planning on taking the s to trick or treating. Not planning to dress up or anything be the responsible parent. Let the s ring the door bell and get their candy. And then there is a hamper, just like I envisioned it a week earlier, sitting by the dumpster. A clean basket filled with some clothes. So instead of rummaging through it out in public, I kinda felt embarrassed to carry it back from the dumpster, but thought what the heck. It’s not I dumpster dived, it was clean and sitting next to the dumpster. Inside is a metal spatula and blow dryer!!! And a bunch of hardly worn, new designer clothes. Mostly Armani Exchange, little adult girl sizes. It was probably, just thrown away from one of these rich foreign exchange students from China driving their, Porsches, Maserati or Ferrari that live in our gated apartment complex. And Armani Exchange $300 Leather pants just my size 32”. Looks like never worn. Now, why would I ever own a pair of leather pants. And you would have to be very comfortable with yourself to where leather pants out in public, I thought. Well perfect. Tonight is Halloween. I will go as either the Crow or one of the guys from Kiss. Last minute, well, I just be the Crow. Put on the face, take a black eye pencil thing and bam. I am the Crow. But, since my ex and I had a little argument again, although I was in the car, I let her have her day with the s and let her take them trick or treating inside the mall and the San Marino. I never got to show anyone what I ended up doing to myself. So after we get back. My 9 year old picks up a fluffy, bright blue jacket that was inside the hamper. Again, not something a would wear every day as their primary jacket. So her and I end up going to Ralphs to pick up ice cream, a drink for me and movie. We are going to make it a movie night. Everyone in the store loves it. Guys are yelling to us from across the aisles, “I love it. That is an awesome costume..” We ended up being a Rocker Couple. Like she was groupie, 80’s rocker girl and I was like a Kiss kinda, 80’s rock band, Crow guy. I had to tell 3 groups of people in line at the check stand, that what we are wearing is not a costume. It is our clothes. And the leather jacket, is what I use to where 20 years ago. It was an awesome Halloween. Ken P.S. Just realized something. Brandon, my was named after Brandon Lee, Bruce Lee's . My ex-wife wanted to name our Brandon. Initially did not want to have him named after him, because of what eventually happened to the actor. Halloween, I ended up being the Crow. I was Brandon Lee's character, in the movie where he was accidentally killed while shooting one of the gun fight scenes. Oh and in the movie the character comes back to life on Halloween. Whole crap. Isn’t that weird?

My Ideal Person I want to date a highly sexual -lized girl. I have exclusively dated strippers, hostess girl, model, Emmy award winning actresses, beauty queen (19 year old relationship ended with Ms. Thai Texas. She was beautiful. But definitely mean.), Rams cheerleader or black belts. I wouldn't mind dating a cam girl. I don't need a mom for my kids. Let's have fun. Just be highly sexualized and teach me to explore.

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