Fell off the Boat

Why does it seem that the most life giving things in life are the hardest to be consistent with?  Perhaps one day I will get back on the boat.  For now… I am content with just treading water like an amputee at high tide.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I have resigned to not doing life giving activities, just not this one.  Maybe once I get some other things straight of higher importance this will become more of a consistent thing.

A Few Weeks

My anticipated few weeks of not writing is turning into a few months.  Perhaps I will get started regularly for my 2010 new years resolution.  We will see.

Got Baby

Obviously things have been a little slow around the blogging front.  I have been focusing most of my attention around the family as we are going to be expanding soon.  I will try to get back into a rythem in a few weeks.  Thanks.

Nacho

Quick movie review:

 

NACHO LIBRE

Five Stars

 

You know you loved the stretchy pants.  Don’t knock ‘em til you rock ‘em.

Mom and Dad Props

My parents have this tradition.  At the end of every year we find a nice little restaurant to go to for the adult (not as in exotic adult, but age wise) gift exchange and the much anticipated annual poem.  We eat, laugh, and catch up (which is one of the very few times that my parents and all 5 of us kids have a chance to get together).  Together with our spouses, making it a party of 12, exchange our gifts (we draw names because it would be expensive other wise) and then listen to my father recite his poem. 

 

This poem takes a few lines for each of my siblings and I, our spouses and children.  These poems cover the large events that happen over the year while providing an insight into our personalities.  They are funny, serious, heartwarming and trying as hard as possible to rhyme (no offense Dad) all at once. 

 

My father has been writing these poems since I was five years old.  They are a yearly reminder of what we were like and what was going on in our lives captured on paper with a vibrancy only a parent can convey. 

 

My parents don’t have a ton of traditions on purpose.  They desire for us kids to set traditions with our own families instead of constantly trying to follow a million traditions they have chosen.  I appreciate my parents for this and think of them often when I think of traditions for my own family. 

 

Thanks Mom and Dad! Many props to you!

Reality You

What if we spent more time making a “reality show” rather then watch them?  What would your reality show look like?  Would it be a comedy? Drama? Action? A variety show?

 

I have a fascination with the individual lives that people lead.  The REAL part of reality.  Where people came from, where people are now, and how they plan to get where they are going.

 

Most of us are all about talk, but little action.  Would we want to watch our own reality show?  Could we identify our dreams and actually have the guts to follow them?

And The Big Deal Is…

Ok, so since my last post… yes the one written less then an hour ago, I have been reading a few things about Jason and the backlash that he is getting for his fiancé switch.  Let’s be honest.  He proposed to one girl under the emotionally elevated circumstances set by the show.  Since that time he has gone back to the real world and thought about the choices that he has made.  So he made a mistake… should we castrate him now or what? Should he have done some things different, maybe so. 

 

I think it is a little early to start judging his character based on a “reality” TV show.  For those watching the Jimmy Kimmel show that night, Jason even admitted that he had made the decision and that “they” (meaning the producers who want ratings to go up and the contract that he had to sign before going on the show) decided that he would do what he did on national television.

 

I don’t buy all these angry woman posting about how Jason is a horrible person (that they have never met and were given a perspective provided by sound slices and shadowing obligations from the producers of the show) because he broke off an engagement.  If only we could see all their bad choices on national television… that would be a reality show. 

 

I agree that the lip locking at the end with Molly may have been a little over the top, but Molly had as much to do with it as Jason did.  Let’s count it up to the fact that they probably should have waited until the cameras went off and move on.  There are tons more reality shows to get in an uproar about. 

 

If Molly and Jason end up getting hitched… great.  If not… is it any different then the other seasons.  People get engaged and break engagements all the time.  I would rather someone break an engagement then add to the divorce rate because they entered into something they knew was going to end in divorce anyways.  Let the man live his life and make the choices that he feels are best for him.

Chin Grabber

I would like to take a moment and talk a little about the most recent Bachelor, which I like to call “The Chin Grabber”. 

 

I follow the Bachelor.  Why?  Not sure.  I just like reality TV Shows (within limits), but can we really even call them “reality” anymore (that’s a whole different subject).  So my boy Jason, whom I have liked ever since episode 3 of Deanna’s horrible train wreck in the Bachelorette, has once again made Bachelor history by changing his mind about his final pick. 

 

Can we blame him… No (I was pulling for Molly since they were down to 10).  Does it feel a little staged… Yes.  I find it humorous that each season of the Bachelor has some element that makes “Bachelor history”.  Seriously, we can’t just see a man find an emotional high set to the background of helicopter tours and sandy beaches??

 

At the end of the day I like Jason and think he was as genuine as he could be given the circumstances.  I just wish he would stop grabbing every girls chin when he wants to kiss them.  Is he guiding them into the kiss or is he scanning his thumb print on their chin crevice?  It’s like he is scared he is going to miss their lips and land one on their nostril hole.  I really hope things work out for Jason and Molly, but if not, we always have next season. 

Got Squirrels

I have squirrels… not as a pet, but at this point they mine as well be.  My wife and I have a little over an acre of land with our home.  We are in a wooded neighborhood and the majority of the land is behind the house.  The land is surrounded by the backyards of the surrounding houses on other streets.  A perfect little community for woodland creators. 

 

One would think they would be happy in their little wooded community, but for some reason they have co-conspired with the woodpecker that likes to sharpens its beak on our house.  The woodpecker has created quite the whole right above the master bedroom leading into our attic, just the size for a squirrel or two.   

 

We have a pop up access to the attic and due to the logistics and amount of space in the attic it goes unused.  We had actually only looked up in the attic one time before “they” arrived. 

 

Certain sounds in the morning hours coming from the attic lead us to believe that we had some sort of animal taking residence in the attic.  One trip up into the attic confirmed that animals had not only been up in the attic, but were stashing a lifetime supply of nuts and poop as well. 

 

I generously invited a friend over to assist in the investigation and ensuing attempt to take the lives of such bushy tailed squirrels.  What has resulted is a littering of rat poisoning (its all we had at the time) left sprinkled in and around the nut storehouse that was previously my attic. 

 

What next… I have no clue.  If the poison doesn’t we will move to phase 2… which is still in the conception stage.

Experiment

One of the top searches and tags that has led people to this blog has been the title of my post about two guys sharing a bed with proper precautions, Banana Hammock.  I posted this entry on 12/1/08.  The post isn’t sexual or explicit in my opinion, just an analogy. 

 

Are people drawn to it because it peaks their curiosity or is it because they feel the need to check and see if I have actually posted a picture of someone sporting their package in a skimpy piece of stretch material?

 

I think I will name my next post “Suspender G-String” just to see the amount of traffic drawn off of the title alone.  Maybe not the best experiment, but worth a try.