Friday, December 29, 2006

Either I'm a Genius, or just darn lucky

Honest, I had no idea they were going to hang Saddam so soon.

I think this completes the death trilogy with Ford and Brown.

Good thing I finished my bunker this fall...looks like we might need to hide out for awhile.

Thursday, December 28, 2006

Happy New Year

I'm going to take Friday, Tuesday, and Wednesday off. I expect the office to burn to the ground because I'm not there.

Note to Bears fans who are upset that the game has been moved to Sunday night, thereby upsetting your New Year's Eve plans: Get over it for gosh's just a football game. I live and breathe by the NFL, but it's not the end of the world if I don't see a game. Even if it is Favre's last game (which it won't be).

With all that being said.....Guess where I'll be on New Year's Eve? Yep, right in front of the TV watching the game. Why? Because with all the running around we did for the holidays, we are too tired to do anything else but sit and watch a game.

Gerald Ford, James Brown, who's next? Or did I miss the third one?

Friday, December 22, 2006

Merry Christmas

I doubt that I'll be doing much 'personal computing' over the next several days, so I'll take this time to wish the 26-34 weekly visitors (James accounts for 15-20, I'm sure) a Merry Christmas.

We were over at the rectory last night for a Christmas Party hosted by our Priest. Truthfully, it was hosted by my wife, because she appears to be the First Lady of the parish. She decorated, dealt with the caterer, set the table and did the dishes.

As long as the priest keeps his mitts off her, I'm okay with that.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Gotta cut out the OTC meds before bedtime...

I dreamed last night it was Christmas Day, and the ladies in my kitchen preparing the meal were singing Little Steven's "Men Without Women".

Monday, December 11, 2006

A new opiate

If you haven't done so, please sign up at YouTube so you can watch all the videos.

I realize I'm 12 months late on this, but for my age-group, I'm ahead of the curve.

I wish I had more time in my day to waste creating and watching this stuff. Slightly better than looking at porn. At least you can stand up afterward and not be embarrassed.

The Weird World in Which We Live - part 1

There are times that I think we've made our world such a cesspool.

Last Friday (December 8) I got home a little early from work, so the family and I decided to do a little shopping and have dinner. We went to Target to do some Xmas shopping, and my daugher and I walked through the Record Department (for all you kids out there, that's where old farts like me buy CDs).

On an endcap there was a display of John Lennon CDs. I stopped my daughter and told her that this man was a great artist, and was sadly killed 26 years ago today. He was shot by a man just outside his apartment building in New York City.

My daughter sort of nodded, and we moved on.

A lot of my cultural reference points involve someone who has died or been killed. I'll tell my kids about the Kennedys, King, Lennon, Elvis, and other people who have influenced my life, and find myself having to explain why and how they died. Can't I have living heroes?

I see Walter Payton on an NFL Films show and have to explain to my son that even though he was a great athlete, he became ill and died. I don't explain how his liver disease and subsequent cancer was probably caused by gulping down handfuls of NSAIDS after games because Payton didn't want to take anything 'stronger'.

My son knows who Muhammed Ali is. He recognizes Ali on TV, and knows why he doesn't talk so much.

I don't know if my kids are getting some type of warped message about fame and accomplishment...that the price for success is illness or death. That when you are famous and want to do good things, other people want to kill you.

I need to ask them about that, I guess.

Monday, December 04, 2006

How Texas Am I?

How Texas are you?
Your Result: You should be the freaking governor

Obviously you have lived in Texas a long time. You know all there is to know about the Lonestar State and bleed red, white and blue. You are a true Texan.

Not bad, couple more Lonestars and you'll be ok.
Go back to California
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