We will watch the Super Bowl. I wish the Packers made it.
I turn 25 on Sunday.
We will be back Monday night.
I wasn’t paying attention to politics during Bill Clinton’s eight years. I’m happy I wasn’t because I was still very much a kid and well, happily more invested in kid-like things like getting a girlfriend, puberty, and such. However, toward the end of
We have been saving a lot of money around here by not going to that many movies. We like to pay for bigger and more expensive things like CAT scans, MRIs, X-Rays, an ER visit, and visits to the doctor. Speaking of doctors, I saw my tenth doctor today. That’s a different story, though.
A friend of mine, Trey Tatum, whom many of you have met once or twice over the years, sent me this link a while back to a Myspace page. He is in a band called Ask You In Gray. I think all the songs but one are recorded live so they don’t sound great at this point, but I like what I hear, especially because the music has so much of the person that I know, in it.
I hear and read about a lot of shocking things in the newspapers, the blogosphere, and places in between. We all do. The immersion that I have been subjected to of horrific events and radical ideas has possibly numbed my reactions to those events and ideas. Admittedly, I have become skeptical, in an irrationally hopeful manner, that someone won’t possibly do something that stupid again, or that someone couldn’t really still believe that. Life and humanity certainly have a matter of keeping hope in check.
If my Packer devotion were to be evaluated by a Cheese-head, I would probably get a failing grade. Still, even with my comparatively feeble enthusiasm for the Pack, last night’s game against the Giants was painful. The Packers had everything on their side, but played like victory was just going to come to them. Even if all the chips fall in a team’s favor like they did prior to this game, not to mention several times during the game, the team still needs to play the way that got them to the NFC Championship Game. The Packers didn’t. The second half was some of the most aggravating football to watch.
It was -13° during the infamous Ice Bowl in
For me, last week’s NFL games came as close as any week of the NFL has to rivaling, let’s say, a week of college football bowl games.
New England Patriots vs.
At first I didn’t know why. A year ago, when all the presidential candidates were doing the same thing as they are today, campaigning, a lot more of us weren’t ready to pay that much attention to them. I wasn’t ready yet. I mean, 2006 just ended and the talking heads were getting jittery about an election in 2008.
This blog is an outlet for me. I shed a lot of feelings on here. These words lighten my load. One thing I am on here is incredibly honest. In speech I may avoid certain topics, but not on here. If I want to write it, I will most likely write it. However, I am getting better at thinking things over before I post. Just like there are things better left unsaid, there are things better left unwritten.