Friday, December 30, 2005

The States I've Been To...












Got this link from Charlie. I need to fill all the states in, but I've got time on my side...time, time, time..is on my side-yes it is. Good song.

Tuesday, December 20, 2005


It hit me last night: Pudge's breath smells like a freshly opened bag of Funyuns. Remember Funyuns? Funyuns were the "cool" thing to eat in junior high. I'm going to say that I never liked them though. No wonder I wasn't cool. Now, the smell has come back to haunt me through Pudge's mouth. Blech.

Saturday, December 17, 2005


We were at G & Rich's house last night for a birthday party for Nicholas (Dad Chris is shown here). I wanted to put this picture up because Roxy had her holiday cheer on...notice the scarf :) And, Wendy had her Christmas bandana on. Dogs like to be festive too.

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

It's All About Me

Little Charlie challenged me to do this "7 Things List"

7 things I plan to do before I die:
1) Buy an RV
2) Travel across America in an RV
3) Have a patio cover built
4) Buy a cabin in the mountains (or on a lake) for vacations
5) Hike some small mountains/canyons in northern Arizona--Havasupi Area
6) White water raft in Idaho
7) Work to help the homeless

7 things I can do:
1) Speak in public
2) Drive a stick shift
3) Swim the basic strokes: backstroke, sidestroke, breaststroke, and front crawl (freestyle)
4) touch my nose with my tounge
5) Hit a driver over 200 yards
6) cook
7) laugh at myself

7 things I cannot do:
1) cartwheel
2) chug anything or do a shot of anything
3) enjoy opera
4) speak another language
5) watch re-runs
6) ski (either)
7) a pull-up

7 things that attract me to another:
1) nice ears
2) red hair
3) respects women
4) "nice guy"
5) can beat me at sports
6) intelligent
7) puts the toilet seat down

7 things I say most often:
1) Wow (regarding shock and awe)
2) Wrong Answer (regarding a choice of clothing by a stranger)
3) Your Mom - or any derivitave, like - your mom's house (I mostly say this to scott when he asks me things like Who was that on the phone? Or, where are my shoes?)
4) Wheels Off (anything that is, well, wheels off)
5) Excuse me (regarding my large belly in the way, or my nisty gas that offends)
6) Thank you (self explanitory)
7) Oh No She Didn't (regarding anything stupid that has been said or done or worn)

Saturday, December 03, 2005

No Kidding...I Feel Like This Could Be An Open Letter To My Students

I got this old school rant in an email, and I thought it would make a good post, especially after my post about childhood games. There are so many more topics that could be added on here, but I'll just let it stand...author unknown:

When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning ... uphill BOTH ways .. yadda, yadda, yadda.

And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it!

But...now that I'm over thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it!

I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!!

There was no email! We had to actually write somebody a letter ... with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox and it would take like a week to get there!

There were no MP3's or Bearshare! You wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the damn record store and shoplift it yourself! Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ'd usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up!

And talk of about hardship? You couldn't just download porn! You had to steal it from your brother or bribe some homeless dude to buy you a copy of "Hustler" at the 7-11! Those were your options!

We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called they got a busy signal, that's it!

And we didn't have fancy Caller ID Boxes either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your mom, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, a collections agent, you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!

We didn't have any fancy Sony Playstation 2 or XBox 360 video games with
high-resolution 3-D graphics! ! We had the Atari 2600! With games like "Space Invaders" and "asteroids" and the graphics sucked ass! Your guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen forever! And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! ... Just like LIFE!

When you went to the movie theater there no such thing as stadium seating! All the seats were the same height! If a tall guy or some old broad with a hat sat in front of you and you couldn't see, you were just screwed!

Sure, we had cable television, but back then that was only like 15 channels and there was no onscreen menu! You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on!
If you didn't have cable or a remote, you were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel and there was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying!?! We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you

spoiled little rat-******s!

And we didn't have microwaves, if we wanted to heat something up . We had to use the stove or go build a frigging fire ... imagine that!

If we wanted popcorn, we had to use that stupid JiffyPop thing and shake it over the stove forever like an idiot.

That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled.


You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1980!