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"What was Luke and Leia's relationship in Star Wars?" -Trivia question asked at our Monday Night Trivia at the bar
"Father and son." -Devin's (Katherine's fiance) hilarious answer.

Friday, 12-31-21: Final few hours of this turd-stain of a year.
Good riddance to 2021. Fuck this year. I'm looking forward to a better 2022, and if 2022 is not better then my loser-ass is out like a fat kid in dodge ball. Pick a spot on the map, relocate, bye bye. I'm not planning for that scenario of course. In fact I do think 2022 will be better. If all goes as planned I can be done with the landlord gig in 2022 and "only" have two jobs. The restaurant is doing very well lately, and so are Kat and I. We still don't make a profit at all, but I believe we will in 2022. I'm a step-granddad now and baby Damon is doing great so not all of 2021 was a toilet, just most of it.

^FAIL TROPHY FOR 2021. Dad says "You make your own luck." and that is true. The reason why 2021 sucked is me, myself, and I. What a bunch of crap!

One thing that I really need to get off my friggin' list is Allen Rd. Doug is going to move over to our old apartment; that plan has been in the works for almost two months. The apartment has been vacant since the end of November, and here we are now some 32 days later and the place is still not ready for him. I just don't have either the time or the motivation to work over there lately. Plus Lowe's is out of stock on the flooring I need to finish this floor:

You can see that tiny little strip between the green-colored pole (color choice of pole = NOT mine hehe) and the living room floor in the foreground is not done yet. I ordered more flooring from Lowe's website to be delivered, but a few days later my order was cancelled because it was not available. What a bunch of crap! So Doug drove all the way to the Augusta Lowe's to get more because they supposedly had a bunch of it in stock, but when he got there he was pwned. The dumbass employee who answered the phone said they had it when they did not. Now more is supposed to come today as an emergency order, shipped to Brewer Lowe's from the Scarborough Lowe's. We'll see...

Doug could move in despite that flooring not being done, but it would kinda suck for him. There is a good chance we booger up the edge of that unfinished floor while we move his bed and stuff. I really wanted to get him over there by the end of today, but that is not happening since I work a 10-hour shift at the bar starting in 1.5 hours. I already worked a few hours at the bar this morning getting the event room set up for tonight. Kat has a new DJ setup back there for karaoke, and we expect to be BUSY. Epic busy. Possibly (and hopefully) our busiest and best day, ever. We came close on Halloween to doing our all-time best, but our grand open to the public St. Patrick's Day remains our best revenue day so far.

The business is off to a good start today. It got busy not long ago so I went to help Dillon for a bit. Going down to the bar did mess up my plans to go over to my old apartment to finish a couple things up, but oh well. We're still waiting for that flooring anyway.

Both my awesome wife and I worked a long day yesterday. First was revielle for my ass at 0630 and right into tax training. I was doing this:

While Groot was doing this outside:

Tiger Lily, was wandering around in the yard doing something else. The dogs love being out there, and right now it's perfect for them. Not too much snow, not too frigid. Winter hasn't been bad yet, and I hope it stays that way. No huge blizzards and no "polar vortex" arctic cold blasts. We have had snow on the ground most of the month, but not mountains of it. Tomorrow we get rain. By the time we get real cold air winter will be half over. Good thing because heat is wicked expensive this season. What a bunch of crap!

I did get my tax prep done, at least enough to get my 18 CPE hours passed and logged with the IRS before the end of today. the CPE is not required, but I do it anyway because it is the right thing to do. If I get it all done before the 31st then I get listed as accredited on the IRS website. That used to matter to me, but not so much anymore because I don't want to drive new tax business. I'll have some new clients this year, and I'm happy to have them. I just don't want too many because I'll run out of precious... precious time.

I guess I am done now. Fin. The end. Bye bye 2021 forever.

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Thursday, 12-23-21: My damn Christmas cards still are not done. Oh, new alcohol to try!
Kat and I did a little Christmas shopping a couple hours ago, and that inclued a brief trip over to the mall. We were in the vicinity of the mall around 1700-1800, and holy crap there was a lot of traffic. Our mall is pwned; half the stores in the place are vacant and there isn't even a food court. What a bunch of crap! The mall is not even really inviting, not that it ever was even when it was fully occupied. However, it's just a sad place these days.

We had terrible weather for most of yesterday so I think that made mall traffic worse today. We had some snow, ice, rain, ice, and snow in that order all ending just after dark. Roads turned to shit, and they stayed quite poor today thanks to cold weather. It's the kind of bullshit where, the next day when you want to leave, you have to turn on the vehicle and let it run for 10 minutes just so the solid crust of ice can start to melt. What a bunch of crap! I thought maybe I could start the truck around 0800 and just scrape a little before I left, but not so much. The ice was like titanium. I have never tried to scrape titanium before, but my wedding ring is titanium (I think?), and that seems pretty indescructible...

Warming up the truck to drive 1/3 of a mile = what a bunch of crap! Oh well, we gots three more months of this crap so there are two things we can do about it: nothing and like it. My first stop of the day was to my old apartment. Doug is doing most of the painting there, and I am doing some floor replacement and trim, misc. work. The place is almost ready, and if things go as planned he will be moving over there next week.

I spent some time this afternoon doing the last of the Christmas cards for my tax clients. I did a shitload of them over the course of the past couple weeks so my clients would know how to find me at the new office over at the bar. There were a few clients I left off the mailing list because I don't really want them anymore hahahaha! I am NOT putting up a sign or advertising at all, and I actually need to pull my tax business website because it is obsolete now. My only new clients will be referrals and regulars at the restaurant. I don't want or need to advertise anymore. 100-150 clients is good enough. I might take on more if the additional ones aren't too complicated. All the hard-work ones can get sent to my old boss. I know the "hard-work" ones pay the most, but I lack in one important resource these days: precious... precious time.

I used to love working at my old Allen Rd apartment building, making the place better so I can charge more rent, but these days it's just a pain in the ass and I don't even want to do that. I don't hate doing the carpentry, but I feel like my time is better served at the restaurant.

I bought a new alcohol tonight, actually two new alcohols. First is this one:

^Chi Chi's Mexican Mudslide! The liquor store downtown is chocked full of booze so obviously this ongoing Covid pandemic has not affected the liquor supply chain, at least not too much. There are a few things here and there we can't get for the bar, but mostly we are in good shape. The Mexican Mudslide is not too bad, 12.5% alcohol. I think all by itself it's a tad too sweet and heavy to drink much of, but mixed with some coffee brandy and milk it's a total win. Later on I will try some of this new find:

^Stupid generic Google photo. I am not a huge fan of the Dr, but I drink it from time to time to augment my other drinking. I've never tried this flavor before, and I didn't even know it existed. Man, what a sad world this would be without alcohol. I don't need it all the time, but every now and then it sure is nice to have. I'll probably get a little drunk tonight, maybe a lot drunk, because this time of year FUCKING SUCKS. Not only is it about to be the worst holiday of the year but it is also about to be the coldest time of the year. What a bunch of crap!

*EDIT ADDED LATER: The Dr Root Beer sucks! I just don't really like it at all. Maybe I can mix it with something better to dilute it because I have a lot left still.

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Wednesday, 12-15-21: First update of the month and the month is half over.
I suck at updating this frigging site. What a bunch of crap! Oh well, no one ever reads the bootleg thing anyway. I need more precious... precious time. Fuck off, 2021. I'm glad this turd-stain of a year is almost over. I need to fix my shit in 2022, and if I can't do that then I need to sell everything and leave for good. Not even joking about that either. My life sucks right now. I made poor decisions, and now I pay the price for them all.

I was supposed to go down to Warren Saturday for Nadia's 10th birthday party. However, it turns out she is actually 11 years old and I am such a pile of shit I don't even know her age. What a bunch of crap! I am broken. I didn't even get her a gift because I am not good at that crap. Saturday was NOT a good day to go down there for me because we had 4 friggin events at the bar all weekend so Thursday through Monday, five consecutive days, was epic-work for Kat and I. However, I was going to run on fumes for sleep and go anyway because I always have some reason or another to not go.

Sadly for Nadia, but fortunately for me she was sick Saturday so the party was cancelled. I don't want her to be sick, but it saved me the drive when I had a shitload of work to do. Weekends off = NO. So Doug and I drove down yesterday for a PM visit both at Mom and Dad's and at Jason's. It was the first time in a very long time, years, when Mom, Dad, Jason, Doug, and I have all been together in the same room. We technically were all together at Jason and Holly's wedding a few years ago, but that doesn't count because it was a clusterfuck of people and very busy.

I thought it was important we all visit together, but it was hectic yesterday and not that big of a deal. It should be important because Dad might check out for good one day soon, and after that things change a lot. Dad's health is shit, but at least he got his deer. More than I can say!

He got it done. Not bad for a half-cripped senior citizen!

There is a drag show happening at the bar tonight, our third one we've ever done, and it was very busy earlier. I actually had to go down to work for a couple hours to help host, and just now Kat texted me this "I just got into a fight." OMG WHAT?! I await to hear if things are okay. I assume she is not hurt or I would have gotten a call? She is tougher than me so she probably dominated. I hope it was not an actual fist-fight. Guy waits to hear back on this one...

My life is so ridiculous right now. I'm trying to help do some renovations at my old apartment over at Allen Rd, but I never have precious... precious time. Doug will be moving in over there later this month, and he has been doing all the painting. There are so many memories at that place, some good and some bad, and I might not even own that building by the end of 2022. I don't even want to be a landlord anymore so I might find a way to sell the building to Doug. I enjoy being a landlord, but I can't do that, run the restaurant, and have my own tax business all at once anymore. I have too many jobs, and that sucks. A lot.

I asked Kat if she was okay, and I just got this:

"Fuck right I am. Carrie called me a useless piece of shit. I was nice at first then she came at me then it took Heather, Bri, and Katie to stop me."

OMG HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Heather, Bri, and Katie are damn good employees so I know shit must be serious. I guess I should have stayed longer, but I wanted to be home to have a little booze and to put my feet up and write on this bootleg site. This site helps me keep what little of my sanity I have left, and booze also helps. However, I don't drink that much. I should drink more!

The visit with Mom and Dad at their place with Doug was a little bit awkward yesterday. We were there for about an hour before we all headed over to Jason's perfect house. I told Mom and Dad I can't do the restaurant, the tax business, and the apartments all together anymore so I need to haul on one of them and the apartments are on the chopping block with Doug as the next in line to possibly own Allen Rd since he is going to live there. Of course Mom always has some back-handed smartass remark so she couldn't resist. "You just said a few weeks ago you wanted to keep that one for sentimental value." Thankfully I had an immediate reply. I just want the place for the gym, and if Doug does take over it stays in the family and there is the sentimental value. I don't give a fuck anymore, and I could even live without the gym if I had to. I can do yoga, jog, and play raquetball.

I can tell my parents think I am fucked, and that sucks. A lot. They are not wrong, but things are not what they think. I don't think Dad really gives a crap that much, but I know he would like to see me deer hunt more. Hell, I would like to see me deer hunt more I was looking through old trail-cam photos earlier and I came across this classic:

KRUEGER, 2012! From Gavin's trail camera back when he dabbled in bowhunting with me. I don't even give that much of a crap about shooting a huge deer. I just want some fucking peace in my life, and going deer hunting provides that. However, my deer hunting season in 2021 was a shit-show, just like my life in 2021 was, and now there is no more deer hunting and I don't even care... whether or not I care. What a bunch of crap!

I don't even know if I will update this turd-pile again before the year ends. Maybe? Hopefully! The end.