Showing posts with label ShoutOut. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ShoutOut. Show all posts

9.29.2008

Monday Morning Quarterback 1.06


Let's start off with some football talk today. The Scott Linehan era (or you could describe it as error) ended today in St. Louis. I saw a on-line poll that asked if this was a good idea. 78% of the respondents answered "yes", 19% said "it doesn't matter" leaving only 3% that thought he should remain as coach of the team... I didn't think he had that much family in town. 

Personally, I don't really think it will make much of a difference this year. The team's problems go way deeper than the Head Coach's positions and, unless they are going to make some wholesale changes, I think it is going to be a long while before we see anything close to another Superbowl caliber team in here. It is a shame, though, as I went to the game yesterday and saw thirty-minutes of decent football being played... and then the Rams had to show up at the start of the second half.

Here's my notes from the weekend:

• Speaking of football, something needs to be done about the NFL's excessive celebration rule because it it too subjective for the referees to call. The Rams were penalized when Stephen Jackson pulled a "Lambeau Leap" into the stands after his first rushing touchdown of the season but the Bills Special Team's six-man, sausagefest, patty-cake, hug-party in the end zone after a kickoff touchback, of all things, was overlooked. Which celebration seems more excessive to you?
• On Saturday we took M3S to my nephew's birthday party at a place called SkyZone--a very cool place with basketball-sized courts covered from end-to-end with trampolines, some of which are not flat, but placed at 45-degree angles. The kids that worked there can do some pretty wicked stuff. I wish I could of given it a try but my (uh-emm) groin didn't allow that.
• Now that I have a three-year old and am lucky enough to attend all these birthday parties, I have some questions that need to be asked. Don't any kids have parties at home anymore? And if mine do, are none of their little friends going to want to come because there are no multi-million dollar facilities with enough dangerous equipment to seriously injure, not only every kid at the party, but several of the parents that are just standing around hoping that none of the other parents talk to them or semi-comatose 17-year-old hostesses licking her chubby, little fingers because they are smeared with icing off the cake that she was not supposed to touch, under any circumstances, even if you have gloves on?
• My folks had the Christmas catalogs at their house last week. Although I think it is a little early for this, as a cafepress shopkeeper, I can understand why the retail stores get them out early. I can't understand, however, how there are already pages folded over and toys circled in the books. Do the kids get ahold of them before we bring them into the house?
• Because I wrote about it last week, I'm not going to go into more depth about the economic bailout except to say, "Told you so."
• I heard that if the government took the money that is being spent on the bailout and divided it, equally, between adult Americans, it would come to almost $400,000 per person. I'm almost sure that this is an exaggeration but, even if it was $4,000, I think I would feel more comfortable with that money in my pocket, or on the wall of my living room, in the form of a high-definition, 68" flat-screen TV, than with the banks and borrowers that let us get in this situation.
• A big shoutout to my good friend Mona who I can't thank enough for introducing me to MLW and for reading the blog. We collaborated on a cute little design for her daughter, Maddie's (did I spell that right?) Sweet Sixteen. Happy Birthday, Kiddo!
• Word of the week that you haven't heard in twenty years and probably never used, yourself, because you would just, outright, curse instead: Jeepers!
 Funny cap: My Dixie Wrecked.
• Saw a news story, over the weekend, quoting a Chinese, 2000 Olympic medal-winner, Yang Yun, that the recent age controversy was caused be a slip of the tongue. Yes... she accidentally didn't lie about her age to a reporter... ooops!
• In another story about a recent survey of married couples, it was determined that it is the women in the relationship that make the "big decisions" in a ratio of 5:2 over the men. However the wives participating in the study thought their husbands were making those decisions 90% of the time. The husbands were confused, though, with only 9% of participants being able to correctly determine who was making the decisions in the household. Of the remaining 91%, 32% were wrong and, an amazing 59% were unsure-- apparently thinking their answer was a "big decision", in itself, and leaving it for their wife to answer.

I've got some more, including stuff on my attempt to save the environment and a buck with my hybrid car and a boa constrictor (this one can't be missed) but I'm thinking about doing full articles on them later in the week. With the economy being a big issue, as well as the local football saga and the Vice-Presidential debate going down in St. Louis on Thursday, it looks to be a busy week so, for now, I'm gonna say... Buy T-shirts. Peace... until tomorrow.

9.02.2008

Monday Morning Quarterback 1.02


I'm running Monday Morning QB on Tuesday this week because, honestly, I was just too beat yesterday to think about writing. My intentions were good but after the third annual family camping trip at Aunt Rita's on Sunday night, I spent most of my Labor Day getting caught up on the sleep I lost by taking several naps.

• Even though today is, probably, more Summery than yesterday there is something in the air (or maybe just in my head) that makes it feel more like Fall. I usually love this time of year. It reminds me of going back to school (which I guess I really liked), gearing up for soccer season, chili cook-offs and parish festivals. I can't wait for the first chilly night.
• Speaking of back to school, Ashley started her first semester at Indiana Wesleyan today. I hope she continues to be one of the few regular readers of this blog. Be good, Kid... but try to have a little fun, too! Are you excited yet?
• Speaking of soccer, I think my new design, "Future Soccer Mom", is one of my best. Check it out at: http://www.cafepress.com/skeetzteez/5924462
• Had a hot stone massage on Friday night. I don't know why men have a problem with going to a spa and getting rubbed. They have made hair salons geared for men, where they serve you beer and show sports games on your own personal flat screen TV. Why not have massage parlors for guys?
• I'll stay away from talking politics and I'm not going to comment on what she looks like or anything about her personal life. In fact, I only have three words to say about Sarah Palin: Tina Fey look-a-like.
• Two good video rentals we've seen recently: Dan In Real Life and Definitely... Maybe.
• Word of the week that you haven't heard in 20 years: Jipped (as in: I got jipped.)
• A big shoutout to the girls (and guy) at Sanford-Brown. I was a guest speaker in Kelly's OT class today. I enjoyed talking with them about my stroke and recovery. A real nice group of folks.
• Fantasy Football (and NFL regular season) starts this week. Here's hoping for a winner.

I thought that I had more to write about this week but I can't remember anything else. Must be that three day weekend. Peace.

8.18.2008

ShoutOut 1.01


Hopefully Shout Out can be a regular column on this blog too.

Hey– somebody is, actually, reading this thing! She is even a subscriber! I won't mention that she is only a subscriber because I signed her up, but she told me tonight that she is actually reading it!

Okay– this ShoutOut goes to... Ashley Monique (we will use code names to protect the innocent). Asher is my favorite sister-in-law (unless you ask me in front of Felicia), our summer Au Pair and the only person under the age of 21 that will talk to me like I am a normal human being and not a grown-up.

She really did a hell of a job for the last few months watching the monster and helping out around the house. If you ask me she should have held out for twice the pay she got. 

Ashley will be attending her freshman year at Indiana Wesleyan in the fall. I am really going to miss her because now my pregnant wife will have no one in the house left to pick on but me. I think I have her convinced to start a blog of her own so family and friends can keep up without her having to call everyone constantly (if you new this family, you would know what I mean).

Hope you enjoy my stories, kid. And let me know when you start up on your end. See you around your birthday. (I'll try not to stroke out this year.)

I would love to hear from anyone else that may be reading this blog. I'll even give you a ShoutOut if you want–or I won't if you don't. Just leave me a comment or send an email (unless you are another sister-in-law... then you can call.)

P.S. Ashley: I didn't get a chance to tell you: outstanding job on the basement. I owe you one so I'm sending you a selection of T-shirts and gifts from: http://www.cafepress.com/skeetzteez