We just purchased an XBOX 360 for my 14 year-old son and myself. It's also a combination birthday/Christmas gift. Anyway, we're realizing that this device can be a great motivational tool when it comes to doing school and housework correctly. As it turns out, our son CAN understand grammar when he actually takes the time to do it.
We'll see how that works out.
We got back from Thanksgiving dinner and we're sitting in the living room watching the Colts game when there was apparently some sort of disagreement between my two young daughters (ages 10 and 9). Since I was more interested in the football game than whatever it was that they were arguing about, I cannot say that I heard all of the details. However, I did hear my oldest daughter say this:
"There's nothing wrong with me not wanting to pretend that I have magic fries."
Someone at the office is trying to get rid of all of their extra Halloween candy by bringing it in and placing it in a bowl in the break room. Needless to say, it was as masterful plan. Anyway, I just grabbed a small box of DOTS. DOTS are made by the same company that makes Tootsie Rolls and you only see them at the movie theater or during Halloween. They are the sworn enemy of Jujy Fruits. Much like the beta fish, you never want to put the two next to one another...but I digress.
I picked up the mini-box of DOTS and opened it up to discover one...yes ONE...orange DOT. Doesn't the name imply that there should be at least two DOTS? What has gone wrong with the world? Imagine what the Jujy Fruits people are going to do when they get a hold of this information!!!!! You heard it here first.
I see a lot of my fellow bloggers giving each other awards for various things. That's fine, but I've been wanting an award with real substance--something I can really get behind and feel proud about. That's why I came up with my own award (see right side of my blog screen).
But why keep this to myself when I can share it with the rest of the world. Feel free to give this award to yourself...
If you want to give credit to me for creating it, fine. If not, who cares. Give yourself an award--you deserve it.
Last night my Colts played their worst game of the Tony Dungy era--perhaps even the worst game of the Payton Manning era. Manning threw 6 interceptions and Adam Vinatieri missed an easy field goal that would have given us the lead with a little over a minute to play. The only bright spot was that the praying-cursing linebacker featured on this blog just a few days ago, Clint Sessions, had two interceptions.
Here's the Colt-o-meter for this week.
I'm a huge football fan and I live in the Indy metro area--so, yes, I'm a COLTS fan and I have been since they moved to our city back in the 80's. I usually get to one or two games a year. This year, I chose to go to the biggest regular season game in the history of professional football: Colts vs. Patriots (also billed as Super Bowl 41 1/2). Even if you're not a football fan, you probably heard about this one. It was huge...and we lost. In fact, it's embarrassing to admit how depressed I was for a few days following the game. Seriously, I should have other things to be concerned with.
Well, just yesterday I found something from the game that gave me a pretty good laugh. If you ever go to a Colts game, you'll get a free copy of Scout. It's their version of the event program and they actually hand it out freely (go figure). Anyway, I had the issue still sitting in my car and I decided to look through it some while I was eating lunch. When you're at the game, you only look at Scout to find out who someone is on one of teams, or how big they are, or where they went to college, or what position they play--you get the idea. But they also have articles and interviews with the team and cheerleaders (enlightening) in between all of the ads. I happened to open it up to an interview with rookie linebacker Clint Session who wears #55 for the blue and white. One of the questions they asked was what it is that he does before a game to get himself ready...
I do the same thing during my commute to work, but the bad words are usually directed at other motorists and I don't get to tackle them to the ground and get paid for it.
Don't ask me how I found this. Honestly, I don't know. However, I can tell you that it has instantly become one of my favorite videos of all time. It's brilliant. It's about flying cats. We can all relate.
I didn't get a picture for this one, but believe me that it's true. Today I drove by a building that had the following written on top in big bold letters:
NORTHWEST "OFFICE" BUILDING
Why was "OFFICE" in quotes? Does that mean it's a cover-up for something else? If so, why would they make it so freaking obvious? If you were talking to a business associate and you told them to meet you at your "OFFICE" while making the quotation signs with your fingers, you'd get an odd look.
TLC is on quite a bit in our home and occasionally we're too lazy to change the channel when What Not To Wear comes on. Ok, I have to admit that sometimes we don't want to turn it off. It's mildly entertaining in the same way that watching a yak eating an entire bucket of KFC chicken is entertaining (I'm not sure what that means).
So, the other day the WNTW folks are poisoning the mind of helping this thirty-something year old mother of four by changing her entire wardrobe with the magic of a huge wad of cash (I think they give them $5000 to purchase clothes). While Clinton, the male co-host, is scolding this hardworking, good-spirited mom for settling for inexpensive, comfortable clothes he gives her this sage advice...(paraphrased)
"You're a mother of four and I know that means finances are tight, but you just have to tell yourself that you deserve nice things."
AMEN!!!! That's it. Americans are losing their houses to foreclosure like never before in this country and we continue to spend money that we don't have and fall into financial crisis. But if we can just remember that, "we deserve nice things" we'll be fine--and we'll look good to boot.
This is an expression that has become common in our home as the wife and I watch recorded Star Trek episodes on the DVR. Currently, we're plowing our way through the Voyager series as we managed to miss most of the episodes when they originally aired.
You don't have to be a Star Trek nerd to know that the transporters allow people and things to teleport or beam from one place to another. "Stupid Transporters!" refers to the fact that the transporters never seem to work when they are needed the most. Although this tension forces the shows' characters into some interesting alternatives, it seems to happen way too often. Perhaps it's no different than when the car breaks down or the refrigerator stops working here on earth.
If you've been blogging for any length of time now, you've probably seen this message. Perhaps you've seen it on the comment section of someone else's blog or you've had to delete comments on your own blog. There are lots of good reasons to delete a comment. It could be something that's outdated, incorrect, illegible or just plain rude.
However, I'm curious as to why the creators of blogspot decided to take care of the problem this way. If you delete a comment, it should just be gone without any trace. Why do have to see the "comment deleted" notice? That would be like reading a book and suddenly you get to a page where there's a big note from the author that says something like, "I was going to go in a completely different direction here, but then I changed my mind. Keep reading." Or, "My stupid editor didn't like this part, so I had to take it in a different direction." Or even, "I don't know what I was thinking when I originally wrote this part. It was really stupid. I should probably cut back on all the cough syrup in the morning."
It seems pointless to keep this everlasting reminder of a comment that wasn't good enough or sensitive enough to remain on the blog. I say this as someone who has deleted comments and who has had his comments deleted (both justifiably). But, I must say that I'm curious to know about some comments that you've had to delete. So, if you're a blogger, let me know by leaving me a comment. You might have to be creative in how you tell your story so that I don't have to delete it and thus leave that eternal reminder that your comment was not ready for prime time.
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