Ello there.

Hello again land O’Diary! How are all of you!? If I were you I would be assuming that I dissappeared as I started dating someone and don’t have the time for this little place anymore. That I’m out galavanting, rocking the shit out of concerts and being an irresponsible person in general…sadly not the entire case and I just didn’t feel like writing about anything or being on facebook or the internet in general for the last month. My sister is married now! Her wedding was amazing! Everything went perfectly. I got to walk her down the aisle and half of the first dance which was split with our Mom.

More so the reason why I haven’t wrote in here is that my Dad didn’t make it to the wedding. He passed away August 3rd in the hospital. He had a heart attack while dry heaving, his eyes rolled back, he collapsed and he was gone. The Nurses and Doctors tried for 25 minutes to resuscitate. It’s a very violent thing to try to bring someone back to life…He was always afraid of passing in a hospital but never looked at hospital stays the way most people do. He had spent so much time in them in the last 12 years that he was always just waiting to get back out. Like a short prison sentence. 24 days before his first kid was getting married…my family has been expecting this for so long that it doesn’t hit the way that you think it should. Everyone does go through things differently, I know that I’m quiter than most about this kind of thing…My family all stayed at my Moms house until the day after the funeral. Planning it was ridiculous…I’ve never had to plan a funeral or be a part of the preparation process. My oldest sister Leah haggled with the owner of the funeral home, got a grand taken off of the final price tag as my father had pre-bought his own casket from Costco (2,500…he liked to save money) and the language used in the billing does not say that it costs more if you don’t use a casket from their funeral home. They just charge you without telling you. Apparently no one has ever brought this up with them before, leave it up to my sister to argue with someone about price while hashing out my fathers funeral….It’s good that she did it but my Mother, Audrey and I are all staring at her like, "Really?" It’s not like we’re in a restaurant arguing over gratuity or something.

The funeral itself would’ve made my Dad proud. We had rock music playing to slideshows of my dad that we put together. I had to choose the music for the funeral and the reception which wasn’t easy to do. For the funeral they didn’t go with the music that I chose except for ‘Lay Lady Lay’ by Bob Dylan. They went with ‘Turn Turn Turn’, ‘Time in a Bottle’ and ‘You’ll be there’ by George Strait. My family stopped going to church when I was about 11 so we were lucky to find a Priest that would do the service. Catholic Priests don’t show up at funerals unless you were a regularly attending member of the church but we found a pretty cool guy. He made a CD of pretty awesome music from the 60’s since we made it clear that music was big to my Dad. We had bagpipes playing for him and my family placed flowers on his grave first. I was letting the girls go before me and Leah walked up and said, "Ty!" in a annoyed kind of way to me. Like I didn’t know that I was a part of the family and was supposed to put a flower on my fathers grave…I ignored her wholeheartedly for stepping on a solemn moment with older sister control issues. To further my point and make it seem less ridiculous that I’m pointing this out she stepped in on the cake cutting at Audreys wedding. Love her but she micro manages everyone and will not hesitate to do so even at the most inappropriate of times.

ANYWHO! I don’t feel like being long and drawn out anymore than I already have so Queens of the Stone age= Amazing. Summer Camp is tomorrow (concert hosted by local radio station) and I’m going camping this weekend to meet my girlfriends sister and her boyfriend….I think her dad too, not sure on that he’ll be there but he plays guitar so that’s awesome, no worries there. Here’s some pictures from the wedding and the rehersal dinner. I don’t have many pictures since I was in the wedding, I walked my mom and my sister down the aisle! I suck at keeping a smile going that long, I always start to laugh after a point.

Just for fun there’s also a picture of what I painted myself as for the Solstice parade. No, I’m not naked in it but you get the idea…there’s shorts painted on under the rest…and the picture is sideways…I’m lazy…