Monday, April 26, 2010

Dance of the Dogs (or...Featuring the Dogs)

Here's a great example of what three little girls can do with their ballet training, music, stuffed dogs and a crowd...

My daughter, Izzi, is in this video with my niece, Eva. They are better known on this blog as "Snip and Snap." In addition, their little buddy "Lids" is also featured.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Behold, the SITEHAWK

I posted this on Facebook the other day and decided I'd put it on the blog, too. The Facebook entry reads like this...

FACT: If you are selling or leasing commercial property using a company called "SITEHAWK" and an actual hawk lands on your SITEHAWK sign you will have success in thirty days or less. Look it up.

And to quote the late Paul Harvey, here's "the rest of the story..."

I was coming back from lunch with some buddies from work and we looked over to see this sign. We've seen it quite a few times in the past, but the presence of the hawk caught our eye. This picture doesn't really do it justice as it was taken with a cell phone camera. The hawk (probably a red-tail) was impressive, to say the least. What are the chances of that happening? Perhaps it's not too much of a stretch since hawks are common here in Central Indiana. It might be like the late Tammy Faye Baker sitting on an Avon cosmetics sign.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Look Out Criminals

According to today's Indianapolis Star the bad guys are going to have to pay close attention to some new anti-crime measures...

Just wait until some thug gets some warm spaghetti hurled at them. He or she will think twice before they break the law again.

Friday, April 16, 2010

What does she REALLY think about me?

My youngest daughter, Izzi (often referred to as "Snip" in this blog) gave me a home-made card to open up while on the airplane as I was headed out west for a week-long business trip. It's a very sweet thing to get this kind of hand-crafted sentiment from such a cute little eleven-year-old girl. Per her instructions, I opened it up and read it while on the plane, cruising at an altitude of about 30,000 feet in the air.

For your enjoyment, I've scanned the envelope of the card along with the front and inside (the best part). I also added a picture of my little Izabella ballerina so you can appreciate the source...

In case you didn't catch that, it reads as follows:

I love you very much. I hope you are safe. I don't want you to live but I have no choice. I love you sooo much. You are the Best Dad in the world.

I Will Miss You.

Contrary to her wishes, I survived the trip.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Strange Headline

I just read the following headline from my local online newspaper:

Cops seek man with gun at Southside Taco Bell
I'm not sure what the deal it, but apparently you can help out the police if you're a man and you have a gun. Just bring it to the Southside Taco Bell and see what you can do to help. Think outside the bun!

Monday, April 12, 2010

When Harry met Harry...and Herry

I work in a small offiice with two guys who are named, "Harry." What are the chances of that? Neither of them actually go by the name, "Harry," as they have adopted nicknames or using their initials as their first name. That probably makes sense. I only bring this up because of yet another bizarre dream I had the other night. Only recently have I begun to actually remember my dreams which gives me something to blog about. Anyway, in the dream I was looking at my birth certificate only to discover that my real first name guessed it..."Harry."

Too bad Herry Monster from the Sesame Street of old was not in the dream.

Friday, April 9, 2010

A Three-Year-Old and His Tobacco

I have a little buddy at church named, Sullivan who is having a birthday tomorrow. If you ask him, he will tell you that he's turning four or even five, but he will be three. For the past year he's been telling his parents that for his birthday he wanted a backhoe. I saw him at church last night and he excitedly told me about his early birthday present...

"I gotta backhoe!"
However, in his cute little almost-three-year-old voice it sounded like...

"I got tobacco!"

Nothing says "Happy 3rd Birthday" like tobacco.

Happy Birthday, Sullivan.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Spring Fashion Sighting

The neighbor boy has been out most of the day sporting his blue pajamas and cowboy boots while he carries around his security blanket on his bike with one training wheel. It's the new look for Spring 2010.

Monday, April 5, 2010

Back Again

My company just finished a major trade show and I'm still trying to dig out of everything while life moves on at full speed. It's also the beginning of baseball/softball season for my kids and it looks like two if not all three of my kids will be on teams this year. That always makes life even more interesting. Regardless, I've neglected this blog for too long and it's time to get back at it. However, I'm not really sure what to contribute at the moment.

All I can think of is the stupid dream I had last night (actually it was around 6:00 am this morning). I was playing some strange pool game with a bunch of kids (none that I recognize in real life). It was like tag except that you could be safe or immune from getting tagged by having some sort of combination of items with you in the pool. Of course, I was "it" and it didn't matter who I tried to tag. They would always have a combination of things that kept them from getting tagged. It was pretty frustrating as I'd finally catch up with a kid and he'd say, "You can't tag me. I've got the green floaty and the yellow ball." Well, of course I can't tag that kid. Everyone knows the green floaty and the yellow ball makes you safe from the 4o-year-old man who's trying to tag you. In my frustration I remember trying to smack the kid in the head with the floaty...which turned out to be the REAL pillow under my head as I was sleeping. I managed to jerk it out from under my head and woke up--as did my wife as I think I may have struck her.

So, now she's "it"...unless her combination of the green pillow and pink pajamas makes her immune.