Second Post

Feeling a bit better and lighter in heart, I am posting again with some stuff that should be a bit more joyful and interesting in nature.

Re: what Kiersten said, I was disturbed by what seemed to be a complete lack of knowledge about who the historically significant John Locke was. Just another reason I don't want to send my children to school, but to do so at home. What is sad is that I have learned so much more from watching documentaries on the History Channel than I ever did in history or geography class at school. Can you hear me as a dad? "Sit still, keep quiet and watch that TV or you'll go to your room!" What kid wouldn't want to hear that? (LOL) I am already picking up books I will be having them read when they get older.

I won't be watching Lost or Grey's Anatomy or any other show. I think my life had enough drama in it during my teen years. Those shows just don't appeal to me. Admittedly, I used to be a Gilmore Girls addict. I got sick of it though. They just keep rehashing the same story-line with different faces. It gets old after a while. Besides, it was when I was on swing-shift, and what else was I to do when I crawled out of bed at 10:30am when they weren't playing SportsCenter on ESPN? I need more laughter, not drama in my life. Anyway, I have seen the commercials for the season premiere of Grey's Anatomy, and the only panties I am interested in are the ones my wife wears. I don't pass judgment on those who want to watch it; that's just how I feel.

I am, however, watching The Contender to my boxing loving heart's delight. They had the semi-finals on Tuesday. I only caught the first bout, and I'll catch the second half of the episode on Friday. A shorter, smaller, lighter Steve Forbes out-boxed the ox of a man that is Cornelius "K9" Bundrage (yes, I spelled it right). It was an exhilarating fight! I absolutely loved every second of it. I had to restrain myself, being an apartment dweller, because I was cheering along with the crowd and shouting at the boxers. I am sure I was a sight to be seen. It was so sweet, though. I have loved it because these guys are fighting for a chance to make it big, so they box with all of their hearts and don't pussy-foot around in the ring. I wish there was more boxing here in the Portland area. We just have very hokey "professional" wrestling. Calling it "very hokey" is a compliment.

Well, it finally happened. I left my yogurt out too long and it was cheese by the time I got to it. I often forget to put it in the fridge at work for up to 2 hours after I get there. I didn't violate that time restriction today, I guess strawberry yogurt is just a little more sensitive than peach. I have seen chevre cheese mixed with fruit, for those of you who will write me and tell me that I am disgusting. My life is just weird, no apologies offered.

If you haven't seen this commercial, you have to now! Here's your chance.


Too funny, huh?

Here is a video story to serve as a follow-up to my last post on skinny models in Madrid. It is by CNN, who I despise, but Jeannie Moost does it justice. She was the one tolerable reporter I felt that they had. It is good, you should see it.

I think I'll terminate this post here.

Blessings,

Big J