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Tuesday, December 28, 2010
80's on the (2)8th
Well considering today is the wife's and my 14th wedding anniversary I figured I better give that a shout out right off the bat. And who would of thought 14 years later she #1 hasn't killed me in my sleep and #2 I'd be doing this blog post through my blogger-droid app on my phone. Back to the 80's it's hard to believe my wife and I never met considering we grew up on the same street and she was pretty much just down the block from my grandma's house. I used to ride my bike by her house on my way to mow my grandma's lawn since I was the only grandson in town I was given that job. Now eventually my brother came along but I'm fairly certain he didn't take over mowing after I left and stuck my dad with that duty. Now the fun part of riding my bike to my grandma's was getting to go down Main St hill. It took me years to get up the courage to go down it because you really get booking going down it and you could coast up the other side and then all the way down the super long block to the stop sign that was across the street from what was my wife's parents house. What was so great about going to was quite the opposite going fro. You see the hill was much steeper on the south end so going home was impossible until I got a 10 speed. For years I'd take a longer route just to avoid the workout up the hill. Now the good thing about not meeting my wife in the 80's was that she didn't know me as a kid. Because most likely if she would have known me she would have never dated me. So luckily we never crossed paths...though who knows. Maybe we did at the skating rink and thought it was like one of those movie moments where strangers meet and never get each others name and spend the rest of their lives searching for each other. But most likely I pulled on her ponytail and she slugged me.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
80's on the (1)8th
Well considering we are exactly 1 week away from Christmas I figured I should probably focus this addition of 80's on the 8th on something Christmas related. I thought about some of my favorite Christmas movies from the 80's but considering Cousin Eddie is on the run and is somewhere in Canada and Santa hasn't brought me an official Red Ryder, carbine action, 200 shot, range model air rifle the past 27 Christmas despite repeated trips to his lap and a couple hand written letters pleading my case along with statistical data backing up my claims it was more likely to shoot ones eye out with a rubber band than a BB gun but alas I am still without that famous rifle even with the special 70th anniversary model being available so I figured I'd stay away from the cinema and go a little more personal.
You see when I was a kid the week before Christmas meant practicing....practicing coming down the steps to sneak a peak at the haul that Santa brought. By the time Santa got to our house he must have always been pretty tired from putting all those toys together because the presents were never wrapped. Or he was just lazy. Which could be the case because I think him and the Easter Bunny went to the same school and had the same teacher who didn't instill a good work ethic because they had the same hand writing with block capital letters and appear to not have good time management skills because they were always in and out while pretty hastily completing their jobs.
Let me explain why practice was so important. I grew up in an old house 2 story house with my bedroom upstairs and old houses are creaky. And considering we had a 7am rule that I set my alarm too. This was instituted after an extremely early Christmas morning that may or may not have coincided with the 1 & only time I remember going to midnight mass. Regardless this meant we had to sneak ever so slowly avoiding all known noisy stairs.
After much trial and error I learned the quietest way was to basically walk down the railing without socks (one of those errors) while holding onto the upstairs railing until you were in a position that allowed you to lower yourself onto the railing shimmy down the rest of the way to the end of the banister all while holding a flashlight in your mouth. Didn't do much good if you go down there and couldn't see. Had I been thinking I would have asked Santa for a million candle watt power flashlight or just one I could hand around my neck or just think how handy those ones that clip onto your hat would have been.
We still use that 7 am rule in our household today because sleep is precious and I think I'm going to ask for a night vision spy camera to see if any of my children are following in my footsteps in attempting to gain an advantage in scoping out their presents. And why might I need this more than a BB gun??? I've come to find out that Santa gets very tired with all the last minute things like putting together little kitchens, racetracks and various other 1000 piece toy sets that are all twisty tie wired in place because Santa doesn't wrap here either.
Have a Merry Christmas and enjoy the memories that come with it.
You see when I was a kid the week before Christmas meant practicing....practicing coming down the steps to sneak a peak at the haul that Santa brought. By the time Santa got to our house he must have always been pretty tired from putting all those toys together because the presents were never wrapped. Or he was just lazy. Which could be the case because I think him and the Easter Bunny went to the same school and had the same teacher who didn't instill a good work ethic because they had the same hand writing with block capital letters and appear to not have good time management skills because they were always in and out while pretty hastily completing their jobs.
Let me explain why practice was so important. I grew up in an old house 2 story house with my bedroom upstairs and old houses are creaky. And considering we had a 7am rule that I set my alarm too. This was instituted after an extremely early Christmas morning that may or may not have coincided with the 1 & only time I remember going to midnight mass. Regardless this meant we had to sneak ever so slowly avoiding all known noisy stairs.
After much trial and error I learned the quietest way was to basically walk down the railing without socks (one of those errors) while holding onto the upstairs railing until you were in a position that allowed you to lower yourself onto the railing shimmy down the rest of the way to the end of the banister all while holding a flashlight in your mouth. Didn't do much good if you go down there and couldn't see. Had I been thinking I would have asked Santa for a million candle watt power flashlight or just one I could hand around my neck or just think how handy those ones that clip onto your hat would have been.
We still use that 7 am rule in our household today because sleep is precious and I think I'm going to ask for a night vision spy camera to see if any of my children are following in my footsteps in attempting to gain an advantage in scoping out their presents. And why might I need this more than a BB gun??? I've come to find out that Santa gets very tired with all the last minute things like putting together little kitchens, racetracks and various other 1000 piece toy sets that are all twisty tie wired in place because Santa doesn't wrap here either.
Have a Merry Christmas and enjoy the memories that come with it.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Sleeping Snuggly Snoring
Those would be the words describing the not so little anymore bundle of pink snoozing on my shoulder as I attempt to type today's entry. I figure I better cherish these chances as they are becoming fewer and farther in between occurrences and soon enough they won't be happening at all anymore. You see, my little princess is slowly becoming a little girl. These last few months it's become apparent that she is has grasped the English language as she's had a word & sentence explosion and can carry on quite the conversation.
I have also become quite adept at painting tiny little finger and toe nails pink, shiny pink and glittery pink all in different shades too I might add. But I won't be opening my own nail salon anytime soon because I haven't mastered the little flowers and pictures I see my wife come home with on her toes.
So Christmas is really fun this year with this 2 year old who is super excited at all the colorful lights and pretty trees with shiny bowed presents under them. She has even seen Santa like 3 times and must really want a Dora doll so if you happen to see him remind him again because I think she's afraid he'll forget. But what really is great is that she gets what Christmas is about. To help explain, here is my wife's Facebook post this morning. "Elli just took an ornament off the tree that Zack made that has a baby Jesus in a manger with a snowman angel and she said “this is baby Jesus. I love baby Jesus. It’s my baby and your baby Mommy”. Awwwwwwwwwwww… heart melting into a puddle. ♥" This after weeks of her teasing us that it was Halloween again just to be funny.
So I'm going to enjoy these fleeting moments because I won't have them again for quite some time when my kids start bringing home grand kids. Since there's going to be a big gap in there; I'll just continue sharing with with them year round "The reason for the season". Those Awwww moments will continue to happen for various reasons through all the kids, but if my littlest one is beginning to understand who Jesus is and was and always will be then we must be doing something right.
I have also become quite adept at painting tiny little finger and toe nails pink, shiny pink and glittery pink all in different shades too I might add. But I won't be opening my own nail salon anytime soon because I haven't mastered the little flowers and pictures I see my wife come home with on her toes.
So Christmas is really fun this year with this 2 year old who is super excited at all the colorful lights and pretty trees with shiny bowed presents under them. She has even seen Santa like 3 times and must really want a Dora doll so if you happen to see him remind him again because I think she's afraid he'll forget. But what really is great is that she gets what Christmas is about. To help explain, here is my wife's Facebook post this morning. "Elli just took an ornament off the tree that Zack made that has a baby Jesus in a manger with a snowman angel and she said “this is baby Jesus. I love baby Jesus. It’s my baby and your baby Mommy”. Awwwwwwwwwwww… heart melting into a puddle. ♥" This after weeks of her teasing us that it was Halloween again just to be funny.
So I'm going to enjoy these fleeting moments because I won't have them again for quite some time when my kids start bringing home grand kids. Since there's going to be a big gap in there; I'll just continue sharing with with them year round "The reason for the season". Those Awwww moments will continue to happen for various reasons through all the kids, but if my littlest one is beginning to understand who Jesus is and was and always will be then we must be doing something right.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
80's on the 8th
Well for many people (mainly if you are older than me) December 8th is a day of sadness so I'd be remissed if I at least didn't mention that on this day 30 years ago John Lennon was murdered. Most of the nation learned of this while watching Monday Night Football. Considering we didn't have Facebook let alone the Internet, 24 hours news channels or twitter most people would not have found out possibly for days because newspapers were already on the printing press and morning news shows were in their infancy. Howard Cosell broke the news to the country during the Patriots vs Dolphins game because coincidentally an ABC employee happened to be at the same emergency room Lennon was rushed to.
Growing up I wasn't a huge Beatles fan; sure I know all their music now but as a kid I used to listen to my dad's records & 8 tracks so that included a lot of Buddy Holly, The Beach Boys and Cheech & Chong. My first real recollection of a Beatles song was in a Nike Ad back in the 80's when they used "Revolution". Which in many ways was historically significant. Not only was it a ground breaking Ad but it was also the 1st time a Beatles song was used in marketing and they were none to happy.
Fast forward to this past month and most people when you mention The Beatles they'd say oh yeah they just became available on iTunes which is also extremely historically significant. Most people are unaware of the back story to the bad blood between iTunes (Apple Computers) and The Beatles but since I work with a huge Beatles fan I was filled in on this info a few weeks ago. Most people when you hear the word Apple you think Apple Computers & the iPod well a funny thing happened across the pond back in the 60's. The Beatles were huge and had a ton of money and nothing to do with it so they decided to start a company which they called Apple Corps Ltd...pun intended. It had numerous divisions but mainly was a music company.
Several years later the Steves started a computer company and they just so happened to call it Apple. Well word got back to The Beatles and they filed a trademark infringement lawsuit in 1978. It took 4 years to settle but part of that settlement was that Apple Computers would not enter the music business and Apple Corps would not enter the computer business. Simple enough right...wrong. Computers advanced and Apple Computers added audio recording capabilities. Enter lawsuit number 2. Jump ahead a few years and this time a big settlement of lawsuit #3 that involved Apple Computers own pun intended system sound to their operating system....they called it sosumi (so sue me). Again they agreed that Apple Computers had rights to goods & services used to play content and Apple Corps had rights to the creative content....i.e. the music.
Things stayed nice for over 10 years then in 2003 iTunes as we know came into existence. The lawsuit lasted several years focusing on the Apple logo. We now see that logo splashed on everything because the Beatles lost this battle but the war wasn't over in their eyes. The following year in 2007 Steve Jobs ended the feud by buying out Apple Corps trademark on the apple for roughly $500 million and as of a few weeks ago The Beatles have the number one album again via their emergence on iTunes.
Now back to the Nike Ad. See like most people of the 60's & 70's The Beatles were about peace, love, counter culture and weren't exactly concerned about the rights to their music just the rights of the people. Which ended up costing them a lot of royalties they were due for their music and eventually they lost the rights to a bunch of their songs. Which is where Michael Jackson gets involved. You see he bought the rights to 200 Beatles songs and some 4000 others back in 1985 so Nike paid EMI records and Michael Jackson an equal sum to be allowed to use the song for 1 year which was an absurd amount of money at the time for a commercial but it was obviously a good decision as it was ranked as one of the top 100 business events that shaped the 20th century.
Hope you enjoyed the Beatles/Nike/Apple/Apple/Monday Night Football history lesson that has culminated into how The Beatles ended up with 17 of the top 80 (mostly in the top 30) downloaded albums on iTunes and this is some 45+ years after they held the top 5 singles and 2 top albums in the USA all at the same time.
Growing up I wasn't a huge Beatles fan; sure I know all their music now but as a kid I used to listen to my dad's records & 8 tracks so that included a lot of Buddy Holly, The Beach Boys and Cheech & Chong. My first real recollection of a Beatles song was in a Nike Ad back in the 80's when they used "Revolution". Which in many ways was historically significant. Not only was it a ground breaking Ad but it was also the 1st time a Beatles song was used in marketing and they were none to happy.
Fast forward to this past month and most people when you mention The Beatles they'd say oh yeah they just became available on iTunes which is also extremely historically significant. Most people are unaware of the back story to the bad blood between iTunes (Apple Computers) and The Beatles but since I work with a huge Beatles fan I was filled in on this info a few weeks ago. Most people when you hear the word Apple you think Apple Computers & the iPod well a funny thing happened across the pond back in the 60's. The Beatles were huge and had a ton of money and nothing to do with it so they decided to start a company which they called Apple Corps Ltd...pun intended. It had numerous divisions but mainly was a music company.
Several years later the Steves started a computer company and they just so happened to call it Apple. Well word got back to The Beatles and they filed a trademark infringement lawsuit in 1978. It took 4 years to settle but part of that settlement was that Apple Computers would not enter the music business and Apple Corps would not enter the computer business. Simple enough right...wrong. Computers advanced and Apple Computers added audio recording capabilities. Enter lawsuit number 2. Jump ahead a few years and this time a big settlement of lawsuit #3 that involved Apple Computers own pun intended system sound to their operating system....they called it sosumi (so sue me). Again they agreed that Apple Computers had rights to goods & services used to play content and Apple Corps had rights to the creative content....i.e. the music.
Things stayed nice for over 10 years then in 2003 iTunes as we know came into existence. The lawsuit lasted several years focusing on the Apple logo. We now see that logo splashed on everything because the Beatles lost this battle but the war wasn't over in their eyes. The following year in 2007 Steve Jobs ended the feud by buying out Apple Corps trademark on the apple for roughly $500 million and as of a few weeks ago The Beatles have the number one album again via their emergence on iTunes.
Now back to the Nike Ad. See like most people of the 60's & 70's The Beatles were about peace, love, counter culture and weren't exactly concerned about the rights to their music just the rights of the people. Which ended up costing them a lot of royalties they were due for their music and eventually they lost the rights to a bunch of their songs. Which is where Michael Jackson gets involved. You see he bought the rights to 200 Beatles songs and some 4000 others back in 1985 so Nike paid EMI records and Michael Jackson an equal sum to be allowed to use the song for 1 year which was an absurd amount of money at the time for a commercial but it was obviously a good decision as it was ranked as one of the top 100 business events that shaped the 20th century.
Hope you enjoyed the Beatles/Nike/Apple/Apple/Monday Night Football history lesson that has culminated into how The Beatles ended up with 17 of the top 80 (mostly in the top 30) downloaded albums on iTunes and this is some 45+ years after they held the top 5 singles and 2 top albums in the USA all at the same time.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
A year ago today....
After much hope and lots of waiting we boarded a plane in Kansas City to take a special little girl on her 1st special trip. You see we are a Disney family through and through. My wife has been a fan of the mouse as long as I've known her which has rubbed off on me. She used to be a travel agent, graduated the Disney College of Knowledge and was director of The Disney Club (when it was around) for Norwest Corporation (now Wells Fargo). I didn't experience Disney World for the 1st time until I was an adult with her and considering how hot and busy it was it's surprising I ever wanted to go back. Since then the trip planning baton has been passed on to me as we've put together a "book" of our suggestive plans. We have also created so many great memories after numerous trips with our families, our boys and even a friend that screams like a girl but this was going to be different. We were finally getting the chance to take our own little girl to see the castle and the Princesses and this was going to create a whole new set of memories filled with pretty dresses, hair bows and matching shoes.
Now generally it takes us several years to plan a trip to Disney...well to save for it but it's actually gotten cheaper to go since they instituted new ticket pricing options and are more frequently offering deals to entice you to come to sunny central Florida. The greatest of these deals comes in the form of free dining because if you've been to Disney or any amusement park then you know the food can be the priciest part of the day. Figuring out where we want to eat is a fun part of our planning and now that we have a little girl in our midst that meant getting to eat with the Princesses. My parents had been to Disney World one other time and that was in 2001 when a large group of us went and even though we have been several times since then it was them that received one of Disney's secretive random email offers with free dining and a hotel discount that enabled us to book this trip with my parents & little sister, my other sister & her family and my wife's parents.
Now as with any vacation there are a few hopes. 1. the weather is perfect 2. everyone stays healthy & safe 3. everyone enjoys themselves 4. the travel to & fro goes smoothly...but when it comes do Disney World and you are traveling with a young child a new hope/wish/prayer needs to be added to the list. That addition is that your child is not afraid or even worse scared to death of Mickey Mouse. Having taken all 3 of our boys to Disney when they were 1 or 1 1/2 we knew of this new added possibility because we had experienced this parental nightmare first hand with our middle son Luke. Our only hope now was that this wasn't an every other child phenomenon and it would hopefully skip our own little princess. We found out soon enough on our 1st night at the Magic Kingdom eating with Winnie the Pooh and friends and the answer wasn't what we hoped for.
Having been through this before we knew the drill. We would just have to make sure Chip and Dale didn't sneak up on her and we would wave at Buzz from a distance before attempting to move in closer and someone would have to accompany her to meet the Princesses. And they eventually warm-up to Mickey you just have to hope it's not until the last day. With having previous Disney experience and 3 boys who know Disney World like their own backyard it makes it very easy to plan our days around the things we most want to do on every trip like our favorite places to eat, fireworks, parades and special shows. Plus we discover new things every trip like the boys partaking in the pin trading craze. With Cole being the oldest he always got to experience the big kid rides first. Luke has got to go on his 1/2 birthday and he loves the food. Zack got his 1st haircut at the Main St Barber shop. Elli helped us all meet the Princesses.
Now as with any vacation there are a few hopes. 1. the weather is perfect 2. everyone stays healthy & safe 3. everyone enjoys themselves 4. the travel to & fro goes smoothly...but when it comes do Disney World and you are traveling with a young child a new hope/wish/prayer needs to be added to the list. That addition is that your child is not afraid or even worse scared to death of Mickey Mouse. Having taken all 3 of our boys to Disney when they were 1 or 1 1/2 we knew of this new added possibility because we had experienced this parental nightmare first hand with our middle son Luke. Our only hope now was that this wasn't an every other child phenomenon and it would hopefully skip our own little princess. We found out soon enough on our 1st night at the Magic Kingdom eating with Winnie the Pooh and friends and the answer wasn't what we hoped for.
Having been through this before we knew the drill. We would just have to make sure Chip and Dale didn't sneak up on her and we would wave at Buzz from a distance before attempting to move in closer and someone would have to accompany her to meet the Princesses. And they eventually warm-up to Mickey you just have to hope it's not until the last day. With having previous Disney experience and 3 boys who know Disney World like their own backyard it makes it very easy to plan our days around the things we most want to do on every trip like our favorite places to eat, fireworks, parades and special shows. Plus we discover new things every trip like the boys partaking in the pin trading craze. With Cole being the oldest he always got to experience the big kid rides first. Luke has got to go on his 1/2 birthday and he loves the food. Zack got his 1st haircut at the Main St Barber shop. Elli helped us all meet the Princesses.
Looking back through the nearly 2000 pictures makes me look forward to the next set of memories and getting to see Elli's face as we stand in line to go on Splash Mountain just like I can picture each of her brother's as they did the same. We'll also look to find something new but I'll always look towards getting to enjoy the evening activities with my family.
People have asked me what's the point in taking kids when they are so young when they aren't going to remember it. I always say when they are little it's for you; the parents and the grandparents. The memories aren't just for them they're for the family. Taking a child to Disney for the 1st time when they are 2 is quite a bit different than taking them for the 1st time when they are 13. So we will continue to make our pilgrimages to Disney World and partake in our family tradition of eating with Mickey & his friends at Chef Mickey's, we'll stop in EPCOT at Club Cool and drink Beverly even though we know we shouldn't, the boys will grow their pin collections, as the kids get tall enough (with out stuffing paper towels under their insoles...oh yeah we've done it) I'll take them on the new to them rides, we'll cross another hidden Mickey off the list then we'll sneak a Dole Whip before mom gets a chance to and I'll still hold my wife's hand the last night of fireworks when no one wants to go home. You see each trip is special and unique in it's own way and the life time of memories they create are worth every penny. So if you need help planning or just have a question....I'm full of random and helpful but sometimes quite useless Disney knowledge.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Ahh it's finally that time of year.....
December has snuck up on us and another year has almost passed us bye. It is truly my favorite time of year. The weather has officially changed (for those of us that live in a 4 season region) and it's dark by the time you get off work so you can see all the festive houses lit up on your drive home.
Now if you were expecting me to continue waxing poetically about our family tradition of the youngest child putting the final touches on the tree with the star we searched the world over for (Disney World that is) or hanging the stockings by the chimney with care you will be sorely disappointed and possibly quite angry with me. :-)
You see to me December means Fantasy Football Playoffs. Yep you heard that right and it is for that reason alone I think that my wife extremely dislikes football. I have been playing fantasy football since before it became mainstream and the focus of countless websites, magazines, radio programs, radio stations-sirrius/xm has a fantasy sports station, ESPN shows and now a sitcom. Long enough ago that we actually had to rely on the newspaper to get all our player stats and manually figure out our scores. Eventually we upgraded to some software we got at one of the 1st fantasy football conventions (they are huge and currently held in Vegas) but nowadays everything is done exclusively on the internet. OK guess I better back up here and fill some of you in on what exactly fantasy football is. Here is a definition that sheds some light "Fantasy football is an interactive, virtual competition in which people manage professional football players versus one another. Fantasy football allows people to act as general managers of a pseudo-football team...generally given a quirky funny name. The different actions people are able to make are: drafting, trading, adding/dropping players, and changing rosters with games taking place each week vs opposing manager's teams with the outcome determined by how the players on their fantasy team do statistically in their real life games".
Some of us have been getting together each fall for the past 17 years to eat, drink and make fun of each other for an afternoon to kick off the season. The Draft which other than the actual Super Bowl maybe the biggest sporting event of the year for a lot of football fans. My kids have joined the fun now too...from assisting Grandpa draft his team and helping lead him out of the perpetual losing that leads to the Toilet Bowl (this is bad don't want to win this trophy) to owning their own teams in a league with their friends from school. I could continue on and on and on about every little detail but I only have 1 male follower and he's already in the know so I'll try and sum up a few things. Fantasy Football is not relegated to just men. Women are more than welcome to play and have owned teams in our league in the past. Rumor has it 2 women who shared a team actually won the league I am currently the commissioner of but that was before I was allowed in. Supposedly they drafted players by how good their butt looked in their uniform but this could have been a ruse so the guys didn't think they knew anything about football. In the Central Iowa Fantasy Football League i.e. CIFFL we play for pride and glory that comes in the form of Championship bragging rights and a trophy to remind everyone of your dominance or more accurately your luck of making it to and through the playoffs to be the last one standing...oh and a little cash. My goal is always to make the playoffs though I should raise my standards considering I've played in our Super Bowl 8 out of the last 16 seasons.
So if your spouse, dad, brother, mom or some other relative is a little too preoccupied to open their gifts this Christmas season chances are they are in the playoffs of their fantasy football league and are obsessing over every possession in every NFL game. And if they refuse to watch any football the Holiday weekend then chances are they didn't make the playoffs or have already been eliminated. Because even though the Cowboys vs Cardinals game on Christmas Day is an atrocious match up; every game is now made relevant because of Fantasy Football.
Now if you were expecting me to continue waxing poetically about our family tradition of the youngest child putting the final touches on the tree with the star we searched the world over for (Disney World that is) or hanging the stockings by the chimney with care you will be sorely disappointed and possibly quite angry with me. :-)
You see to me December means Fantasy Football Playoffs. Yep you heard that right and it is for that reason alone I think that my wife extremely dislikes football. I have been playing fantasy football since before it became mainstream and the focus of countless websites, magazines, radio programs, radio stations-sirrius/xm has a fantasy sports station, ESPN shows and now a sitcom. Long enough ago that we actually had to rely on the newspaper to get all our player stats and manually figure out our scores. Eventually we upgraded to some software we got at one of the 1st fantasy football conventions (they are huge and currently held in Vegas) but nowadays everything is done exclusively on the internet. OK guess I better back up here and fill some of you in on what exactly fantasy football is. Here is a definition that sheds some light "Fantasy football is an interactive, virtual competition in which people manage professional football players versus one another. Fantasy football allows people to act as general managers of a pseudo-football team...generally given a quirky funny name. The different actions people are able to make are: drafting, trading, adding/dropping players, and changing rosters with games taking place each week vs opposing manager's teams with the outcome determined by how the players on their fantasy team do statistically in their real life games".
Some of us have been getting together each fall for the past 17 years to eat, drink and make fun of each other for an afternoon to kick off the season. The Draft which other than the actual Super Bowl maybe the biggest sporting event of the year for a lot of football fans. My kids have joined the fun now too...from assisting Grandpa draft his team and helping lead him out of the perpetual losing that leads to the Toilet Bowl (this is bad don't want to win this trophy) to owning their own teams in a league with their friends from school. I could continue on and on and on about every little detail but I only have 1 male follower and he's already in the know so I'll try and sum up a few things. Fantasy Football is not relegated to just men. Women are more than welcome to play and have owned teams in our league in the past. Rumor has it 2 women who shared a team actually won the league I am currently the commissioner of but that was before I was allowed in. Supposedly they drafted players by how good their butt looked in their uniform but this could have been a ruse so the guys didn't think they knew anything about football. In the Central Iowa Fantasy Football League i.e. CIFFL we play for pride and glory that comes in the form of Championship bragging rights and a trophy to remind everyone of your dominance or more accurately your luck of making it to and through the playoffs to be the last one standing...oh and a little cash. My goal is always to make the playoffs though I should raise my standards considering I've played in our Super Bowl 8 out of the last 16 seasons.
So if your spouse, dad, brother, mom or some other relative is a little too preoccupied to open their gifts this Christmas season chances are they are in the playoffs of their fantasy football league and are obsessing over every possession in every NFL game. And if they refuse to watch any football the Holiday weekend then chances are they didn't make the playoffs or have already been eliminated. Because even though the Cowboys vs Cardinals game on Christmas Day is an atrocious match up; every game is now made relevant because of Fantasy Football.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
80's on the 28th/why I'm an Eagles fan
With my team of the last 24 years playing the team of my 1st 11 today I consider it fitting to explain that fateful day that forever changed the course of my fandom and gets me asked a specific question quite often. Plus I now have follower that's a guy so it is time to talk sports. But back to that question. It's why or how did you get to be an Eagles fan in the middle of Iowa where all we get on TV are the Bears, Vikings, Chiefs or Packers....well I added the last bit but as illustration as to just how odd it is to be a fan of any team but those here in the Midwest.
Unlike my kids who were born into the Eagles family I didn't grow up in a sports of any sorts following family. So I chose one of those afore mentioned teams based on a few things. 1. They had my 2 favorite coaches of all time Ditka and Buddy Ryan. These two guys absolutely hated each other and to this day they are the only 2 coaches to be carried off the field by their team at the same time after winning the Super Bowl. Even if you don't know football you know the Saturday Night Live skit....Da Bears with all the guys wearing the orange & blue sweaters. And Buddy Ryan was the innovator of the 46 defense which was perfected by the 85 Bears. This was the team I loved. They had everything. On offense they had the cool quarterback that always wore shades (though he's more odd than cool these days) that threw the ball to an Olympic sprinter, had a line as good as they get, a fullback whose name sounded like you were calling a pig that blocked for "Sweetness" the best running back to ever lace up his cleats on a Sunday...and an occasional Monday, Thursday and Saturday. But it was their Defense..those Monsters of the Midway that people still talk about today as being the best ever. Their linebackers were scary good with Singletary in the middle, some not so household names in the defensive backfield (1 is now a head coach that spent time on the staff of the Eagles) and the meanest bunch of D-lineman with names like Danimal, Mongo and the Fridge. And who could forget about the Super Bowl shuffle...which many people saw the reprise this past February during a Super Bowl commercial.
So you see I was emotionally invested in the Bears which is why to this day after Super Bowl XX I vowed to never cheer for them again. You see Walter Payton aka Sweetness was my favorite player. What kid didn't want to wear the wrist and head bands and be #34. He had a style like no one else....he ran smooth but punished people who tried tackling him. He also refused to celebrate touchdowns which is why Barry Sanders also would just hand the ball to the refs which I still have a ton of respect for any player that does that today. And it was because of my adoration for #34 and what the Bears did to him during that 85 season's playoffs but mainly what didn't happen that fateful day in February during the Super Bowl. The Bears had rode Payton's back the entire season and then in the playoffs it all became the Jimmy Mac show. But what sealed it was the Super Bowl. Jim McMahon had 2 rushing touchdowns and then on the Bears final scoring opportunity they gave it to the rookie....the 400 pound rookie. William Perry aka The Fridge was given the glory and the future Hall of Fame running back who for the past 10 years was the Bears was pushed aside.
It was at that moment I unknowingly made myself a free agent swearing off the Bears. And I decided to follow my coach Buddy Ryan to the Eagles who had just drafted my now 2nd favorite player of all time...Randall Cunningham. I actually wore #12 because of him. He was the ultimate weapon...Michael Vick before there was Michael Vick and even has a 91 yard punt in his stats. Most people forgot he was an all conference punter in college. Buddy had some amazingly talented teams with future Hall of Famers but he was a little unorthodox (cutting Chris Carter and putting bounties on players) and could never get those Gang Green Defensive teams led by Reggie White, Jerome Brown, Clyde Simmons and Eric Allen very far in the playoffs. Then all good things came to an end.....no I didn't go back to being a Bears fan. Randall's Eagles career was ended by a local from Scranton Iowa during the 1st game in 91 and I decided to stick it out being an Eagles fan through the Rick Kotite and Ray Rhodes years before Andy Reid. Now people assume I'm a bandwagon jumper after the 4 straight NFC Championship games and Super Bowl appearance the Eagles made being led by Donovan McNabb...my 3rd favorite player. So while I still have fond memories of those 85 Bears now you know why I like kelly green and know the words to "Fly Eagles Fly" and risk my life going to Arrowhead or the Metrodome when the Eagles are in town even though I should either be wearing a cheese head or vikings helmet or possibly the stylish blue & orange sweater vest. Sorry Chiefs fans you really don't have anything (you stole the tomahawk chop from Florida St) and the only thing I could think of for you was the Snickers commercial from a few years ago....great googly moogly.
Unlike my kids who were born into the Eagles family I didn't grow up in a sports of any sorts following family. So I chose one of those afore mentioned teams based on a few things. 1. They had my 2 favorite coaches of all time Ditka and Buddy Ryan. These two guys absolutely hated each other and to this day they are the only 2 coaches to be carried off the field by their team at the same time after winning the Super Bowl. Even if you don't know football you know the Saturday Night Live skit....Da Bears with all the guys wearing the orange & blue sweaters. And Buddy Ryan was the innovator of the 46 defense which was perfected by the 85 Bears. This was the team I loved. They had everything. On offense they had the cool quarterback that always wore shades (though he's more odd than cool these days) that threw the ball to an Olympic sprinter, had a line as good as they get, a fullback whose name sounded like you were calling a pig that blocked for "Sweetness" the best running back to ever lace up his cleats on a Sunday...and an occasional Monday, Thursday and Saturday. But it was their Defense..those Monsters of the Midway that people still talk about today as being the best ever. Their linebackers were scary good with Singletary in the middle, some not so household names in the defensive backfield (1 is now a head coach that spent time on the staff of the Eagles) and the meanest bunch of D-lineman with names like Danimal, Mongo and the Fridge. And who could forget about the Super Bowl shuffle...which many people saw the reprise this past February during a Super Bowl commercial.
So you see I was emotionally invested in the Bears which is why to this day after Super Bowl XX I vowed to never cheer for them again. You see Walter Payton aka Sweetness was my favorite player. What kid didn't want to wear the wrist and head bands and be #34. He had a style like no one else....he ran smooth but punished people who tried tackling him. He also refused to celebrate touchdowns which is why Barry Sanders also would just hand the ball to the refs which I still have a ton of respect for any player that does that today. And it was because of my adoration for #34 and what the Bears did to him during that 85 season's playoffs but mainly what didn't happen that fateful day in February during the Super Bowl. The Bears had rode Payton's back the entire season and then in the playoffs it all became the Jimmy Mac show. But what sealed it was the Super Bowl. Jim McMahon had 2 rushing touchdowns and then on the Bears final scoring opportunity they gave it to the rookie....the 400 pound rookie. William Perry aka The Fridge was given the glory and the future Hall of Fame running back who for the past 10 years was the Bears was pushed aside.
It was at that moment I unknowingly made myself a free agent swearing off the Bears. And I decided to follow my coach Buddy Ryan to the Eagles who had just drafted my now 2nd favorite player of all time...Randall Cunningham. I actually wore #12 because of him. He was the ultimate weapon...Michael Vick before there was Michael Vick and even has a 91 yard punt in his stats. Most people forgot he was an all conference punter in college. Buddy had some amazingly talented teams with future Hall of Famers but he was a little unorthodox (cutting Chris Carter and putting bounties on players) and could never get those Gang Green Defensive teams led by Reggie White, Jerome Brown, Clyde Simmons and Eric Allen very far in the playoffs. Then all good things came to an end.....no I didn't go back to being a Bears fan. Randall's Eagles career was ended by a local from Scranton Iowa during the 1st game in 91 and I decided to stick it out being an Eagles fan through the Rick Kotite and Ray Rhodes years before Andy Reid. Now people assume I'm a bandwagon jumper after the 4 straight NFC Championship games and Super Bowl appearance the Eagles made being led by Donovan McNabb...my 3rd favorite player. So while I still have fond memories of those 85 Bears now you know why I like kelly green and know the words to "Fly Eagles Fly" and risk my life going to Arrowhead or the Metrodome when the Eagles are in town even though I should either be wearing a cheese head or vikings helmet or possibly the stylish blue & orange sweater vest. Sorry Chiefs fans you really don't have anything (you stole the tomahawk chop from Florida St) and the only thing I could think of for you was the Snickers commercial from a few years ago....great googly moogly.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
80's on the 18th
I had really planned on having another blog post posted prior to today so I wouldn't have back-to-back retro reflection but life happened and I can't skip today so here goes.
One of the great things about kids; especially boys considering I was one though my wife would say I still am is that you get to share all these great things with them from when you were a kid that you thought were great and cool. I could have used "rad" here for a little slang from back in the day but I was never a user of the rad. Now the problem that arises is that after 20 years your memory is not always reality and it backfires and now your kids think you are a bigger dork than they already did. Or in the case of movies you forgot about certain questionable scenes and you cringe when they come on as you remember them and it's too late to hit the skip button. But also I've come to realize PG in the 80's is not the same as PG these days. I came to this realization watching Big. Did you know Tom Hanks was nominated for an Academy Award for his performance of a big goofy kid...hard to believe Robert De Niro and Harrison Ford were up for Tom Hanks part but thankfully Tom worked it out and made one of the greatest movies of all time. I know everyone's favorite scene and one of the most memorable ones of our generation is when "big" Josh (Tom Hanks) plays chopsticks on the roll out on the floor keyboard. But actually one of my favorites is the silly string out the nose gag....you know you've done it too. I did some reading and found out they filmed the entire movie using young Josh so that way Tom Hanks would know how a 13yr old would act in those situations. But now that I'm a parent the scene that pops into my head (after seeing it with my kids) is when Josh has "grown up" and is taking his job seriously and is under a deadline and tells his buddy Billy to go away and this is what ensues....
Josh: Will you please leave? I got a deadline to meet. God.
Billy: Who the f**k do you think you are?
Josh: HEY!
Billy: You're Josh Baskin, remember? You broke your arm on my roof! You hid in MY basement when Robert Dyson was about to rip your head off!
Josh: You don't get it, do you? This is important!
Billy: I'm your best friend. What's more important than that, huh?
[Turns to leave]
Billy: And I'm three months older than you are, A**HOLE!
I remember looking at my wife with that whoops didn't remember that part look on my face....which I think she had that same one too. But regardless it's one of those classic movies that everyone should see over and over again and if you time your sneeze just right and make it distracting enough your kids will never notice the F bomb that was dropped. My one last suggestion though is to make sure the Zoltar machine is plugged in before plunking in your quarter. Best to error on the side of caution other wise you may just get what's coming to you instead of what you wished for.....or just be really really specific.
One of the great things about kids; especially boys considering I was one though my wife would say I still am is that you get to share all these great things with them from when you were a kid that you thought were great and cool. I could have used "rad" here for a little slang from back in the day but I was never a user of the rad. Now the problem that arises is that after 20 years your memory is not always reality and it backfires and now your kids think you are a bigger dork than they already did. Or in the case of movies you forgot about certain questionable scenes and you cringe when they come on as you remember them and it's too late to hit the skip button. But also I've come to realize PG in the 80's is not the same as PG these days. I came to this realization watching Big. Did you know Tom Hanks was nominated for an Academy Award for his performance of a big goofy kid...hard to believe Robert De Niro and Harrison Ford were up for Tom Hanks part but thankfully Tom worked it out and made one of the greatest movies of all time. I know everyone's favorite scene and one of the most memorable ones of our generation is when "big" Josh (Tom Hanks) plays chopsticks on the roll out on the floor keyboard. But actually one of my favorites is the silly string out the nose gag....you know you've done it too. I did some reading and found out they filmed the entire movie using young Josh so that way Tom Hanks would know how a 13yr old would act in those situations. But now that I'm a parent the scene that pops into my head (after seeing it with my kids) is when Josh has "grown up" and is taking his job seriously and is under a deadline and tells his buddy Billy to go away and this is what ensues....
Josh: Will you please leave? I got a deadline to meet. God.
Billy: Who the f**k do you think you are?
Josh: HEY!
Billy: You're Josh Baskin, remember? You broke your arm on my roof! You hid in MY basement when Robert Dyson was about to rip your head off!
Josh: You don't get it, do you? This is important!
Billy: I'm your best friend. What's more important than that, huh?
[Turns to leave]
Billy: And I'm three months older than you are, A**HOLE!
I remember looking at my wife with that whoops didn't remember that part look on my face....which I think she had that same one too. But regardless it's one of those classic movies that everyone should see over and over again and if you time your sneeze just right and make it distracting enough your kids will never notice the F bomb that was dropped. My one last suggestion though is to make sure the Zoltar machine is plugged in before plunking in your quarter. Best to error on the side of caution other wise you may just get what's coming to you instead of what you wished for.....or just be really really specific.
Monday, November 8, 2010
80's on the 8th
As promised in my last post here's the announcement of a permanent feature of my blog.
I decided (with a little help from Sirius Satellite Radio) to go with 80's on the 8th...so on the 8th, 18th & 28th each month I'm going to reminisce a bit on some of my favorite things about growing up in the 80's. It could be anything from fashion (not that I had any style sense), music, movies, TV shows, sports, video games to some of my personal memories. Now that the 80's are cool again and I technically fit back in I figure this could be a fun little journey down memory lane for all of us. With the advent of Netflix, Hulu, Retro TV, 80's on 8 (satellite radio) and every other movie, TV show, cartoon and toy getting remade for today's kids or us grown up kids for that matter it's all relevant again.
Now where to start? Do I take us down music row to the 80's hair bands we all know & love like; Bon Jovi, Def Leppard, Poison & Motley Crue and the great guitar lycs that a new generation are learning from Guitar Hero? Or how about the beginnings of the West Coast rap which would grow into a rivalry with the East Coasters a little bit later down the road....but considering a lot of those guys are now TV stars I'll stay away from them for now. Or how about the obscure 1 hit wonders?? You know you have a few of them on your iPod. And no I'm talking about "Ice Ice Baby"....though it was recorded in 1989 it was not released until 1990. So Vanilla Ice will have to wait.
After much debate I decided to go the movie route. And what was one of my favorite movies growing up is now one of my kids' favorites too and considering it just celebrated it's 25th anniversary I went with The Goonies. Seriously to this day I'm always looking for ORVs with bullet holes, watching out for booty traps (that's what I said booby traps), hoping to one day find One Eyed Willie's treasure map and I can't look at a Baby Ruth candy bar without thinking to myself "Baby Ruth; Sloth like chocolate". And who didn't wish they had the pincers of peril or slick shoes or the boxing glove. Oh and if I want my kids to start laughing and giggling uncontrollably with the possibility of something shooting out their nose I do the truffle shuffle. You know you've done it. There are so many great lines in this movie too and I could practically quote them scene by scene as the movie goes. Plus throw in some Cyndi Lauper and you have an instant 80's classic. So I'll leave you with a "Hey You Guys" and hopefully you'll want to go watch this great movie again or maybe you've lived a sheltered life and need to see it for the 1st time. Either way Goonies never say die.
I decided (with a little help from Sirius Satellite Radio) to go with 80's on the 8th...so on the 8th, 18th & 28th each month I'm going to reminisce a bit on some of my favorite things about growing up in the 80's. It could be anything from fashion (not that I had any style sense), music, movies, TV shows, sports, video games to some of my personal memories. Now that the 80's are cool again and I technically fit back in I figure this could be a fun little journey down memory lane for all of us. With the advent of Netflix, Hulu, Retro TV, 80's on 8 (satellite radio) and every other movie, TV show, cartoon and toy getting remade for today's kids or us grown up kids for that matter it's all relevant again.
Now where to start? Do I take us down music row to the 80's hair bands we all know & love like; Bon Jovi, Def Leppard, Poison & Motley Crue and the great guitar lycs that a new generation are learning from Guitar Hero? Or how about the beginnings of the West Coast rap which would grow into a rivalry with the East Coasters a little bit later down the road....but considering a lot of those guys are now TV stars I'll stay away from them for now. Or how about the obscure 1 hit wonders?? You know you have a few of them on your iPod. And no I'm talking about "Ice Ice Baby"....though it was recorded in 1989 it was not released until 1990. So Vanilla Ice will have to wait.
After much debate I decided to go the movie route. And what was one of my favorite movies growing up is now one of my kids' favorites too and considering it just celebrated it's 25th anniversary I went with The Goonies. Seriously to this day I'm always looking for ORVs with bullet holes, watching out for booty traps (that's what I said booby traps), hoping to one day find One Eyed Willie's treasure map and I can't look at a Baby Ruth candy bar without thinking to myself "Baby Ruth; Sloth like chocolate". And who didn't wish they had the pincers of peril or slick shoes or the boxing glove. Oh and if I want my kids to start laughing and giggling uncontrollably with the possibility of something shooting out their nose I do the truffle shuffle. You know you've done it. There are so many great lines in this movie too and I could practically quote them scene by scene as the movie goes. Plus throw in some Cyndi Lauper and you have an instant 80's classic. So I'll leave you with a "Hey You Guys" and hopefully you'll want to go watch this great movie again or maybe you've lived a sheltered life and need to see it for the 1st time. Either way Goonies never say die.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Now that November 3rd is upon us
What does it mean for you and me?
Well part of me wants to focus on that it's the day we find out where Randy Moss is going to end up after being cut by Brad Childress I mean the Vikings. But considering my 4 followers are women I figured I better stay away from the sports since that has kind of been the focus of my previous posts.
Historically speaking there has really been nothing cool that has happened on this date. Bob Feller a fellow Iowan that is in the baseball hall of fame was born on this day but there again we leaning towards the sports theme. So how about this....on this date in 1913 the United States government through the 16th amendment to the US Constitution made an income tax a permanent part of the U.S taxation system. Which made me think of this episode of School House Rock that I remember watching as a kid. Which will tie into my next blog post on the 8th so just a heads up and put it on your calendar so you don't forget.
But in all actuality and in relation to politics; what myself and most people across the country are most excited for today is that there will be no political adds on TV tonight or for quite some time. Does all the money spent on them really work? For me I don't vote for someone because of the ads they show; I end up voting against them for their ads because they all become so negative especially the closer it gets to election day. Does the $3.3 billion dollars spent this year alone help anyone other than the TV stations & national networks that receive the majority of the money and the politicians and their campaigns or the political interest groups that spend the money directly or indirectly on them? And yes I understand that "some" of that money goes to employees who spend money locally and so on and so forth.....I'm just saying in my eyes there's better ways to use those funds. Oh well at least we're back to our standard Viagra, Bud Light and Tampax commercials.
Well part of me wants to focus on that it's the day we find out where Randy Moss is going to end up after being cut by Brad Childress I mean the Vikings. But considering my 4 followers are women I figured I better stay away from the sports since that has kind of been the focus of my previous posts.
Historically speaking there has really been nothing cool that has happened on this date. Bob Feller a fellow Iowan that is in the baseball hall of fame was born on this day but there again we leaning towards the sports theme. So how about this....on this date in 1913 the United States government through the 16th amendment to the US Constitution made an income tax a permanent part of the U.S taxation system. Which made me think of this episode of School House Rock that I remember watching as a kid. Which will tie into my next blog post on the 8th so just a heads up and put it on your calendar so you don't forget.
But in all actuality and in relation to politics; what myself and most people across the country are most excited for today is that there will be no political adds on TV tonight or for quite some time. Does all the money spent on them really work? For me I don't vote for someone because of the ads they show; I end up voting against them for their ads because they all become so negative especially the closer it gets to election day. Does the $3.3 billion dollars spent this year alone help anyone other than the TV stations & national networks that receive the majority of the money and the politicians and their campaigns or the political interest groups that spend the money directly or indirectly on them? And yes I understand that "some" of that money goes to employees who spend money locally and so on and so forth.....I'm just saying in my eyes there's better ways to use those funds. Oh well at least we're back to our standard Viagra, Bud Light and Tampax commercials.
Monday, October 25, 2010
World Series/Josh Hamilton/Cyclones
Let me preface this in that I am a sports junky. Yes there I admitted it. How it happened I don't know because no one else in my family follows/cares about any sports other than maybe 1 uncle and not the crazy weird one we all have; though he is a Chiefs fan if that counts. But I do blame him for cursing me and now my kids into becoming Cubs fans. But before I get any further...how bout them Cyclones and their win over the Longhorns!! Never thought I'd see that this life time....which means there is hope for my Cubbies!!!
I ran across this post in a blog that I follow and considering the World Series is about to start in a couple days I thought it to be very relevant since Josh Hamilton plays for the Texas Rangers who against great odds made it this far and even though the ratings will struggle due to the mighty Yankees not being apart of it and the NFL's decision to not shy away from playing head to head on Sunday night it should still be a good series and considering Josh's back story it makes his message all the more powerful.You see because in a day and age when every player comes up to bat to his favorite gangster rap song despite never having stepped foot in the hood before in his life or possibly to some hard core heavy metal thrash or most likely depending on what country they are from you would here some techno driven pop/salsa/reggae but Josh Hamilton comes to the plate to Christian music. Before you brush this off as another athlete thanking God after he scores when the sideline reporter is in his face or that he's another Tim Tebow you need to know a little about the guy. I remember reading an ESPN the Magazine article a few years ago thinking why do I know this guy then it dawned on me....Cubs had picked him up in the Rule 5 draft (I'll discuss this in some later useless sports knowledge blog post) and he was the #1 player out of high school years before that. But what I remember to this day is the opening line of the article "To let you know how far I've come, let me tell you where I've been." Which in my eyes should be every Christian's motto. I have since read his book and coming from my semi-sheltered life I am pretty much shocked to see him go from can't miss sure fire possibly best baseball player in years to his meteoric crash to rock bottom to his saving grace moment and his subsequent faith journey to where he is at today. Even though I don't have a team in the fall classic and probably never will; this year I will be pulling for the Texas Rangers and Josh Hamilton.
Josh Hamilton
I ran across this post in a blog that I follow and considering the World Series is about to start in a couple days I thought it to be very relevant since Josh Hamilton plays for the Texas Rangers who against great odds made it this far and even though the ratings will struggle due to the mighty Yankees not being apart of it and the NFL's decision to not shy away from playing head to head on Sunday night it should still be a good series and considering Josh's back story it makes his message all the more powerful.You see because in a day and age when every player comes up to bat to his favorite gangster rap song despite never having stepped foot in the hood before in his life or possibly to some hard core heavy metal thrash or most likely depending on what country they are from you would here some techno driven pop/salsa/reggae but Josh Hamilton comes to the plate to Christian music. Before you brush this off as another athlete thanking God after he scores when the sideline reporter is in his face or that he's another Tim Tebow you need to know a little about the guy. I remember reading an ESPN the Magazine article a few years ago thinking why do I know this guy then it dawned on me....Cubs had picked him up in the Rule 5 draft (I'll discuss this in some later useless sports knowledge blog post) and he was the #1 player out of high school years before that. But what I remember to this day is the opening line of the article "To let you know how far I've come, let me tell you where I've been." Which in my eyes should be every Christian's motto. I have since read his book and coming from my semi-sheltered life I am pretty much shocked to see him go from can't miss sure fire possibly best baseball player in years to his meteoric crash to rock bottom to his saving grace moment and his subsequent faith journey to where he is at today. Even though I don't have a team in the fall classic and probably never will; this year I will be pulling for the Texas Rangers and Josh Hamilton.
Josh Hamilton
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
The ever important possibly life changing 1st blog post
Well life changing for me in the remote possibility sense...not necessarily you but if it does let me know.
I figure since I now have followers I better get on the ball and post something that will....
1-Captivate my current reading audience and keep them anxiously awaiting for the next installment. Who will in turn tell all their friends and facebook friends for that matter about this funny quirky possibly slightly annoying and actually quite random blog.
2-Which route do I take it? Do I go the pee your pants funny route that everyone expects or do I show them soft sensitive deep thoughts from a shallow mind Dave that I keep so closely guarded? Tough call.
3-Garner me just enough national but not necessarily critical acclaim so that they will eventually make a coffee table book and then a TV show spin-off about my blog posts and they'll cast William Shatner to play my dad...though he'll have to grow a fu manchu but therein lies the problem. No not that William Shatner couldn't grow the mustache; that's what all the Hollywood make up artists are for but that I used up all my creative juices in creating the blog that I've got nothing left to give the world. Oh well maybe I'll think of something by the time post #2 pops into my head.
Dave
I figure since I now have followers I better get on the ball and post something that will....
1-Captivate my current reading audience and keep them anxiously awaiting for the next installment. Who will in turn tell all their friends and facebook friends for that matter about this funny quirky possibly slightly annoying and actually quite random blog.
2-Which route do I take it? Do I go the pee your pants funny route that everyone expects or do I show them soft sensitive deep thoughts from a shallow mind Dave that I keep so closely guarded? Tough call.
3-Garner me just enough national but not necessarily critical acclaim so that they will eventually make a coffee table book and then a TV show spin-off about my blog posts and they'll cast William Shatner to play my dad...though he'll have to grow a fu manchu but therein lies the problem. No not that William Shatner couldn't grow the mustache; that's what all the Hollywood make up artists are for but that I used up all my creative juices in creating the blog that I've got nothing left to give the world. Oh well maybe I'll think of something by the time post #2 pops into my head.
Dave
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