But I did want to share this new year's greeting with you as we start pushing the boulder up the hill again...
tagged: New Year, 2009, resolution, optimistic, greeting
Friday, January 02, 2009
Oh nine.
I'm not doing any resolutions this year. They would be the same as last year anyway.
But I did want to share this new year's greeting with you as we start pushing the boulder up the hill again...
tagged: New Year, 2009, resolution, optimistic, greeting
But I did want to share this new year's greeting with you as we start pushing the boulder up the hill again...
tagged: New Year, 2009, resolution, optimistic, greeting
Thursday, January 01, 2009
Top Ten Thursday: Sports Movies
I think that since today is such a big day in sports, what with all of the college football being played, it is a good day to publish my Top Ten List of Favorite Sports Movies.
Now, I’ll warn you right away that despite the football reference above, only one movie below is actually about American football – and it’s not We Are Marshall or Remember the Titans.
Of course a list like this is highly subjective, so if you disagree with my picks, tell me why in the comments.
Anyway, here goes…
tagged: Top Ten, list, sports, movies, Rocky, Pride of the Yankees, Breaking Away
Now, I’ll warn you right away that despite the football reference above, only one movie below is actually about American football – and it’s not We Are Marshall or Remember the Titans.
Of course a list like this is highly subjective, so if you disagree with my picks, tell me why in the comments.
Anyway, here goes…
Top Ten Favorite Sports Movies 10) Shaolin Soccer: This movie was a lot of fun. Completely and utterly fanciful, but a lot of fun nonetheless. It does require the viewer to suspend quite a bit of disbelief (I mean, let’s face it who would believe that someone would make a movie about boring soccer?), but the comedy and special effects make it totally worth it.
9) Slap Shot: Paul Newman is at his ice-skating best in this ode to the perpetually juvenile male, but what sticks out most for me are those lovable, cuddly Hanson brothers who could totally kick the crap out of the Hanson brothers (MMMBop indeed).
8) Chariots of Fire: I like this film a lot because it manages to be a success (four Oscars can't be wrong) without resorting to tired clichés (see We Are Marshall).7) Raging Bull: In this classic recounting of the career of boxer Jake La Motta, you come to respect then revile then pity the main character as he goes from rags to riches to rags.
6) Brian' Song: The lone football movie on the list. I don't care if it was a made-for-television movie, if you can watch this heartbreaking tale without getting verklempt, then there's just something wrong with you, boy.
5) The Big Lebowski: Some might be surprised to see this film on a list of best Sports movies, but I don't think you can ignore the importance of bowling to the storyline, in both the literal and metaphorical senses. Watch it again, you'll see what I mean.
4) Caddyshack: Crude? Yes. Juvenile? Absolutely.But this classic comedy makes the top five on the strength of quotable one-liners alone. Not to mention an amazing cast. "Be the ball, Danny. Be the ball... You're not being the ball, Danny."
3) Breaking Away: This coming of age story set against a backdrop of The Little 500 bicycle race in Bloomington, Ind., features a great cast, strong directing and genuine characters. The writing is smart, subtly tacking various social issues with charm and humor.
2) Pride of the Yankees: Gary Cooper's portrayal of Lou Gehrig may be my all-time favorite sports movie role. I still get teary just thinking of the final scene when Gehrig gives his goodbye speech in Yankee Stadium. This is not only one of the best sports movies, but also one of the best biographical movies EVAR!
1) ROCKY: Say what you will about Sylvester Stalone. The latter works of his career definitely merit the rotten tomatoes (personally, I never forgave him for Tango & Cash). But this classic underdog fairytale has great characters and great writing and pretty solid acting. With all of the crappy sequels, it's easy to forget how good this film is. If you haven't watched it in a while, give Rocky another chance.
tagged: Top Ten, list, sports, movies, Rocky, Pride of the Yankees, Breaking Away
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Lost Tales of 3AM, Part IV: Return of the Ring
It didn’t start out as panic.
I merely had this feeling of curiously not knowing where such a familiar item would be. Normally, I carry it with me all the time. I wear it so much that it almost seems like a part of my body.
But on occasion I’ll take if off, to wash my hands, say, or when I’m working on a project that includes particularly gooey substances (making hamburger patties, or re-caulking a sink or shower).
If I’m doing intense yard work (like replacing a drain pipe) or doing some other project with my hands, I’ll take it off to keep it from getting in the way, or worse, getting lost.
My Supermodel Wife has warned me for years that taking off my wedding ring is a sure way to lose it. I, being the man, totally ignore her advice.
But after yet another day of not seeing it (and not really remembering where I put it) I began, in the back of my head, to wonder if she might be right yet again.
Still, I hadn’t really looked for it. I’m sure it’s in the bathroom somewhere, or up on my dresser. I promised myself that after work I’d track it down.
Of course I wouldn’t say anything to SMW. Why worry her unnecessarily?
But the ring was still missing after searching the usual places. Now I’m starting to get worried. Did I inadvertently drop it in the back yard somewhere? Did I perhaps leave it in the car after absentmindedly playing with it while waiting in rush hour traffic?
I searched all my pants pockets, as I sometimes slip it in there while washing my hands at work. But it was nowhere to be found.
The next day I checked my car and garage before going to work. No ring.
I scoured my cube and work station, my computer bag, all of my jackets and coat pockets. No ring.
By the end of the day, the panic HAD set in. The worst thing wasn’t that my Supermodel Wife might be right (she’s always right, so I’m used to that). What really sent the anxiety meter into the red was the realization that after 13 years I might have carelessly lost this symbol of our commitment to each other.
I lay in bed that evening staring at the ceiling retracing in my mind every step I'd taken in the previous few days. I examined every place I had looked, trying to determine if there was something I had missed.
I'd checked all of my pants, the couch cushions, the washer, the dryer...
Then it hit me. The one place I hadn't looked yet.
I bolted up and quickly but quietly made my way down to the laundry room in the basement.
There, between the washer and dryer was a three-bin laundry hamper where we sort clothes.
I haphazardly toss the dirty clothes out of the bins onto the floor. First one, then the next and then finally, at the bottom of the third bin glimmering in the reflected florescent light like a gleam of hope at the end of a tunnel, a shining band of gold.
My long ordeal was over. The ring was safely in place on my finger. I went back to bed and slept soundly.
tagged: lost, ring, laundry, marriage, life
I merely had this feeling of curiously not knowing where such a familiar item would be. Normally, I carry it with me all the time. I wear it so much that it almost seems like a part of my body.
But on occasion I’ll take if off, to wash my hands, say, or when I’m working on a project that includes particularly gooey substances (making hamburger patties, or re-caulking a sink or shower).
If I’m doing intense yard work (like replacing a drain pipe) or doing some other project with my hands, I’ll take it off to keep it from getting in the way, or worse, getting lost.
My Supermodel Wife has warned me for years that taking off my wedding ring is a sure way to lose it. I, being the man, totally ignore her advice.But after yet another day of not seeing it (and not really remembering where I put it) I began, in the back of my head, to wonder if she might be right yet again.
Still, I hadn’t really looked for it. I’m sure it’s in the bathroom somewhere, or up on my dresser. I promised myself that after work I’d track it down.
Of course I wouldn’t say anything to SMW. Why worry her unnecessarily?But the ring was still missing after searching the usual places. Now I’m starting to get worried. Did I inadvertently drop it in the back yard somewhere? Did I perhaps leave it in the car after absentmindedly playing with it while waiting in rush hour traffic?
I searched all my pants pockets, as I sometimes slip it in there while washing my hands at work. But it was nowhere to be found.
The next day I checked my car and garage before going to work. No ring.
I scoured my cube and work station, my computer bag, all of my jackets and coat pockets. No ring.
By the end of the day, the panic HAD set in. The worst thing wasn’t that my Supermodel Wife might be right (she’s always right, so I’m used to that). What really sent the anxiety meter into the red was the realization that after 13 years I might have carelessly lost this symbol of our commitment to each other.
I lay in bed that evening staring at the ceiling retracing in my mind every step I'd taken in the previous few days. I examined every place I had looked, trying to determine if there was something I had missed.
I'd checked all of my pants, the couch cushions, the washer, the dryer...
Then it hit me. The one place I hadn't looked yet.
I bolted up and quickly but quietly made my way down to the laundry room in the basement.
There, between the washer and dryer was a three-bin laundry hamper where we sort clothes.I haphazardly toss the dirty clothes out of the bins onto the floor. First one, then the next and then finally, at the bottom of the third bin glimmering in the reflected florescent light like a gleam of hope at the end of a tunnel, a shining band of gold.
My long ordeal was over. The ring was safely in place on my finger. I went back to bed and slept soundly.
tagged: lost, ring, laundry, marriage, life
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Hatching plans...
Our six-year-old daughter is a Type A personality.
She gets that from her mom. Any plan, any idea must be carried out at that very moment. Otherwise, why plan at all?
She has yet to learn of the key roles of time and money. And when we try to explain the importance of time and money, this just leads to more planning.
For example...
We came up with our own restaurant concept while waiting for a table at O'Neill's a few nights ago. Our concept consisted of a pirate-themed seafood restaurant called "Arrjay's Galley." She's been bugging me to buy the burned out McDonald's on the corner so we can open our restaurant there with her kindergarten classmates as the wait staff.
Finally, I had to break the bad news that 1) due to labor laws, she won't be allowed to work until she's at least 14, and 2) we don't have anywhere near enough money to open a restaurant.
So, she chooses to focus on what seems the easiest problem to tackle.
"I have an idea," she announced. "We could save up enough money."
Now, you parents out there will immediately recognize this as the classic opportunity for what we call a "parenting moment." The idea is to heap praise on positive behavior in order to encourage more of it in the future.
When you can combine this with a lesson about money and the benefits of frugality, well, that's just a bonus.
So I replied enthusiastically, "Yes! That's a great idea! I'm glad you thought of that!"
By now, she's running with it.
"We could find a can or a jar or something. And every time we find a penny or a quarter, we could put it in the jar until we have enough."
I explained how, when I was growing up we had a giant glass jar that we eventually filled with all pennies. Still, I warned her that it would take a very long time -- years probably.
But the gears in her mind kept turning. After a minute or two of quiet pondering, she burst out with...
"Hey! I have another idea. Do we have a coffee mug or something? We'll need a mug."
"Yes," I said, curious about what was coming next and eager to pass out more positive reinforcement. "We have lots of coffee mugs."
"Okay," she said. "Maybe we can get a coffee mug and go out on the street corner and pretend to be blind. Then we can ask people to put money in the mug."
"Well... er..." I stammered (Yes. I'm pretty sure that's a direct quote).
Okay, so not every idea can be a winner. What's important is the brainstorming process.
tagged: plan, parenting, family, economy, money
She gets that from her mom. Any plan, any idea must be carried out at that very moment. Otherwise, why plan at all?
She has yet to learn of the key roles of time and money. And when we try to explain the importance of time and money, this just leads to more planning.
For example...
We came up with our own restaurant concept while waiting for a table at O'Neill's a few nights ago. Our concept consisted of a pirate-themed seafood restaurant called "Arrjay's Galley." She's been bugging me to buy the burned out McDonald's on the corner so we can open our restaurant there with her kindergarten classmates as the wait staff.
Finally, I had to break the bad news that 1) due to labor laws, she won't be allowed to work until she's at least 14, and 2) we don't have anywhere near enough money to open a restaurant.
So, she chooses to focus on what seems the easiest problem to tackle.
"I have an idea," she announced. "We could save up enough money."
Now, you parents out there will immediately recognize this as the classic opportunity for what we call a "parenting moment." The idea is to heap praise on positive behavior in order to encourage more of it in the future.
When you can combine this with a lesson about money and the benefits of frugality, well, that's just a bonus.So I replied enthusiastically, "Yes! That's a great idea! I'm glad you thought of that!"
By now, she's running with it.
"We could find a can or a jar or something. And every time we find a penny or a quarter, we could put it in the jar until we have enough."
I explained how, when I was growing up we had a giant glass jar that we eventually filled with all pennies. Still, I warned her that it would take a very long time -- years probably.
But the gears in her mind kept turning. After a minute or two of quiet pondering, she burst out with...
"Hey! I have another idea. Do we have a coffee mug or something? We'll need a mug."
"Yes," I said, curious about what was coming next and eager to pass out more positive reinforcement. "We have lots of coffee mugs."
"Okay," she said. "Maybe we can get a coffee mug and go out on the street corner and pretend to be blind. Then we can ask people to put money in the mug."
"Well... er..." I stammered (Yes. I'm pretty sure that's a direct quote).
Okay, so not every idea can be a winner. What's important is the brainstorming process.
tagged: plan, parenting, family, economy, money
Tree lock
I'm tellin' you people, times are getting tough out there. It's getting to the point where an innocent mall developer in Johnson County has to padlock their trees just to keep thieves from absconding with them.
IT'S A LOCK ON A TREE, FER CRYIN' OUT LOUD!!!
tagged: tree, lock, economy, Johnson County, mall
IT'S A LOCK ON A TREE, FER CRYIN' OUT LOUD!!!tagged: tree, lock, economy, Johnson County, mall
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
YouTube Tuesday: Keep your tongues off those poles, people
I don't need to tell you that putting your tongue on a dirty pole can be dangerous, no matter how big it is.
Here's video proof.
Merry Christmas to all.
tagged: Christmas Story, Flick, toungue, flag pole, video
Here's video proof.
Merry Christmas to all.
tagged: Christmas Story, Flick, toungue, flag pole, video
Monday, December 22, 2008
FWD: Failure to communicate
Like a lot of dudes, I sometimes don't take phone message seriously enough.
That's why I typically just don't answer the phone at all. If it's important enough, the caller can leave a message on the answering machine. If it's not important enough for a message, they usually just hang up (in which case I probably didn't want to talk to them anyway).
But hopefully, I wouldn't get it as wrong as this guy...
tagged: message, gyno, beer, humor
That's why I typically just don't answer the phone at all. If it's important enough, the caller can leave a message on the answering machine. If it's not important enough for a message, they usually just hang up (in which case I probably didn't want to talk to them anyway).
But hopefully, I wouldn't get it as wrong as this guy...
tagged: message, gyno, beer, humor
Friday, December 19, 2008
Friday Blogthing: It's a wonderful life rating
Where would I be without the Internetz to tell me how great my life is?
But seriously it's a good time of year, especially with all of the economic doom and gloom, to take a step back and appreciate all of the good thing in our lives and take a moment to remember (and even give a helping hand to) those who may not have it so good.
tagged: Friday, blogthing, life, quiz, rating, mind, body, blog, meme
| This Is My Life, Rated | |
| Life: |  7.2 |
| Mind: | 7.1 |
| Body: |  5.5 |
| Spirit: | 7.2 |
| Friends/Family: |  6.3 |
| Love: | 7.3 |
| Finance: |  8.2 |
| Take the Rate My Life Quiz | |
Life: Your life rating is a score of the sum total of your life, and accounts for how satisfied, successful, balanced, capable, valuable, and happy you are. The quiz attempts to put a number on the summation of all of these things, based on your answers. Your life score is reasonably high. This means that you are on a good path. Continue doing what is working and set about to improve in areas which continue to lag. Do this starting today and you will begin to reap the benefits immediately.
But seriously it's a good time of year, especially with all of the economic doom and gloom, to take a step back and appreciate all of the good thing in our lives and take a moment to remember (and even give a helping hand to) those who may not have it so good.
tagged: Friday, blogthing, life, quiz, rating, mind, body, blog, meme
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Top Ten Thursday: Hot and Black
Well, I don't mind telling you it's been a rough couple of days.
I'm not going to bitch and moan about my early Christmas present (a severe head cold that has me going through life in slow motion these days). I'll just say that I needed a few extra cups of coffee to get me off of Square One this morning.
Which brings me to today's Top Ten Thursday category: Top 10 Songs About Coffee.
And lucky you, it's an audio Top 10! Here's the playlist:
And, for those of you who are reading this in an RSS reader (you should click to listen), here's the track list:
tagged: coffee, song, Java, Otis Redding, Ella Fitzgerald, Bob Dylan, Top Ten
I'm not going to bitch and moan about my early Christmas present (a severe head cold that has me going through life in slow motion these days). I'll just say that I needed a few extra cups of coffee to get me off of Square One this morning.
Which brings me to today's Top Ten Thursday category: Top 10 Songs About Coffee.
And lucky you, it's an audio Top 10! Here's the playlist:
And, for those of you who are reading this in an RSS reader (you should click to listen), here's the track list:
Top 10 Songs About Coffee:
10) Coffee is my cup of tea -- Lardpony
9) Coffee -- Dave Miller
8) Coffee -- David Allen Coe
7) Taylor, The Latte Boy -- Kristin Chenoweth
6) Two Beds and a Coffee Machine -- Savage Garden
5) Starfish and Coffee -- Prince
4) One More Cup of Coffee -- Bob Dylan
3) Java Jive -- The Manhattan Transfer
2) Black Coffee -- Ella Fitzgerald
1) Cigarettes and Coffee -- Otis Redding
tagged: coffee, song, Java, Otis Redding, Ella Fitzgerald, Bob Dylan, Top Ten
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
YouTube Tuesday: Xmasy
I dunno what it is with me lately. Maybe it's the fluffy white stuff we've seen in the last couple of days. Maybe going to the Christmas pageant at church. Maybe it's just the contagious excitement of our 6-year-old.
Anyway, whatever it is, it's enough to give an old cynic like myself a mild case of the Christmas spirit.
Don't worry. It's just temporary. I should be over it in a week or so. If it gets too bad, I'm sure a trip to the mall will cure me. In the meantime, here's an oldie but goody.
tagged: Bing Crosby, David Bowie, drummer boy, Christmas, carol
Anyway, whatever it is, it's enough to give an old cynic like myself a mild case of the Christmas spirit.
Don't worry. It's just temporary. I should be over it in a week or so. If it gets too bad, I'm sure a trip to the mall will cure me. In the meantime, here's an oldie but goody.
tagged: Bing Crosby, David Bowie, drummer boy, Christmas, carol
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