David Alan Hair
March 30, 1950 - December 19, 2010
An amazing father
An even better man
I love and miss you Dad.
Good-bye
Monday, December 27, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Howdy? Who the fuck says "howdy?"
So, per Heather's request I think I'm going to try to blog more often.
At the moment I'm listening to Pandora, my heavy metal station, by the way Bon Jovi's Wanted Dead or Alive apparently count as heavy metal? and Ozzy has come up 3 out of 6 times so far.
Things with Tiffany are good as always. It's been six and a half months and we've fought maybe once? I don't know if that counted or not... but as much as that is awesome it scares me? it makes no logical sense to think it but sometimes I can't help but feel like it's building up into one huge fight. Most of the time I just think it's awesome.
My dad sarted a new drug regiment and is doing better for now. It's good to see him up and about instead of stuck in bed or on the couch.
I found a source of free internet at my house. The connection is pretty bad sometimes, but it's better than nothing.
Fuck school haha. I need a break from it. Between work and school I have very little free time. I should be writing a critique for philosophy that due tonight but I can't think of what to write about.
Dinner with kara, heather, and tiffany was awesome. We need to do it more often and it turns out i'm not a bad cook so maybe it'll be our turn to do it.
Wal-Mart haha... what can I say, it's a job.
That's all I can think of. Peace out
At the moment I'm listening to Pandora, my heavy metal station, by the way Bon Jovi's Wanted Dead or Alive apparently count as heavy metal? and Ozzy has come up 3 out of 6 times so far.
Things with Tiffany are good as always. It's been six and a half months and we've fought maybe once? I don't know if that counted or not... but as much as that is awesome it scares me? it makes no logical sense to think it but sometimes I can't help but feel like it's building up into one huge fight. Most of the time I just think it's awesome.
My dad sarted a new drug regiment and is doing better for now. It's good to see him up and about instead of stuck in bed or on the couch.
I found a source of free internet at my house. The connection is pretty bad sometimes, but it's better than nothing.
Fuck school haha. I need a break from it. Between work and school I have very little free time. I should be writing a critique for philosophy that due tonight but I can't think of what to write about.
Dinner with kara, heather, and tiffany was awesome. We need to do it more often and it turns out i'm not a bad cook so maybe it'll be our turn to do it.
Wal-Mart haha... what can I say, it's a job.
That's all I can think of. Peace out
Friday, November 5, 2010
Update For People Who Still Occassionally Check Their Blogs
Hello everyone. How are you doing? Cool, cool...
This is how I'm doing:
At the moment I'm sitting in NPC's library until literally 30 seconds ago I was the only one in this room (the computer lab in the back). School has been mostly fun and more work than high school ever was (Sorry, even your class Ms. Abel.... Kathy...? whatever). I've been pumping out essays like a little asain kid pumps out shoes. Photography 101 is my favorite class I think, though I'm not terribly good at the whole film thing. I just want to pass and move on to the digital class, I think I'll do better there, and will be able to post my work somewhere for criticism. Philosophy is pretty cool, makes you think, you know? Psychology scares me as much as it intrigues me. My english class is alright, but kinda boring 60% of the time. I think I'll get straight A's, at least that't what I'm aiming and hoping for.
My family life has taken a turn for th worst in recent weeks. Two weeks ago my dad was diagnosed with stage three inoperable stomach cancer. He's going to die most likely. The Tuesday night after we found out he talked to me. It was the worst conversation I had in my life. It was also one sided mostly. I couldn't speak for trying not crying as my dad told me he was going to die and that is will most likely be long and painful. At the moment he's on morphine and some other meds, a lot of painkillers from what I understand. He has his last test today, a petscan to determine how long he has and if there is anything at all they could do. The cancer is really spread out and there's too much to kil with radiation, at least that's what the specialist told us.
My brother's wife is due with her baby any day now. I'm not going to make it down there to see Joseph Porter Hair come into the world. That sucks, but between school and work I just can't do it. I talked to him last night and he said they were probably going to make a trip up here. I hope they do, that would be really good.
My mom is holding up despite everything. She cries a lot, but that's not unexpected considering... The rest of the world isn't making it any easier on her. With winter closing in the shop is doing worse and worse each day. My dad is way past being able to work. She's worried that on top of everything she's going to lose the house and she doesn't know what she'll do...
Fuck, I don't know what I'll do either, but I'll live, I'm way more worried about her.
Sorry for the downing news. I don't even expect anyone to see this for a long time. Maybe by then I will have already gone to my first funeral.... Don't feel bad, if/when he does pass, it'll be better than him living in as much pain as he's in now.I almost hate being home because I can't stand seeing him like that. He's a tough son of a bitch, but I know what he's really feeling. I'm too much like him not to know.
On a different note, Tiffany and I just past the six month mark yesterday. There's probably a lot to talk about there, but I don't feel like now is the time.
I am still in show low, but most of the people i expect to eventually read this know that.
I think that's all the important stuff. I miss my last year of high school. When I graduated someone made a joke, "It's all down hill from here". Didn't realize it wasn't so much of a hill as a cliff.
That's probably an overstatement. It isn't that bad, but somedays are worse than others. Some are better too.
This is how I'm doing:
At the moment I'm sitting in NPC's library until literally 30 seconds ago I was the only one in this room (the computer lab in the back). School has been mostly fun and more work than high school ever was (Sorry, even your class Ms. Abel.... Kathy...? whatever). I've been pumping out essays like a little asain kid pumps out shoes. Photography 101 is my favorite class I think, though I'm not terribly good at the whole film thing. I just want to pass and move on to the digital class, I think I'll do better there, and will be able to post my work somewhere for criticism. Philosophy is pretty cool, makes you think, you know? Psychology scares me as much as it intrigues me. My english class is alright, but kinda boring 60% of the time. I think I'll get straight A's, at least that't what I'm aiming and hoping for.
My family life has taken a turn for th worst in recent weeks. Two weeks ago my dad was diagnosed with stage three inoperable stomach cancer. He's going to die most likely. The Tuesday night after we found out he talked to me. It was the worst conversation I had in my life. It was also one sided mostly. I couldn't speak for trying not crying as my dad told me he was going to die and that is will most likely be long and painful. At the moment he's on morphine and some other meds, a lot of painkillers from what I understand. He has his last test today, a petscan to determine how long he has and if there is anything at all they could do. The cancer is really spread out and there's too much to kil with radiation, at least that's what the specialist told us.
My brother's wife is due with her baby any day now. I'm not going to make it down there to see Joseph Porter Hair come into the world. That sucks, but between school and work I just can't do it. I talked to him last night and he said they were probably going to make a trip up here. I hope they do, that would be really good.
My mom is holding up despite everything. She cries a lot, but that's not unexpected considering... The rest of the world isn't making it any easier on her. With winter closing in the shop is doing worse and worse each day. My dad is way past being able to work. She's worried that on top of everything she's going to lose the house and she doesn't know what she'll do...
Fuck, I don't know what I'll do either, but I'll live, I'm way more worried about her.
Sorry for the downing news. I don't even expect anyone to see this for a long time. Maybe by then I will have already gone to my first funeral.... Don't feel bad, if/when he does pass, it'll be better than him living in as much pain as he's in now.I almost hate being home because I can't stand seeing him like that. He's a tough son of a bitch, but I know what he's really feeling. I'm too much like him not to know.
On a different note, Tiffany and I just past the six month mark yesterday. There's probably a lot to talk about there, but I don't feel like now is the time.
I am still in show low, but most of the people i expect to eventually read this know that.
I think that's all the important stuff. I miss my last year of high school. When I graduated someone made a joke, "It's all down hill from here". Didn't realize it wasn't so much of a hill as a cliff.
That's probably an overstatement. It isn't that bad, but somedays are worse than others. Some are better too.
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