Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Damn tagged.....

I've been tagged by Crighton. Seems like an interesting writing thing to do.....

Here are the rules:
1. Link to the person that tagged you
2. Post the rules on your blog
3. Share 6 non-important/habits/quirks about yourself
4. Tag 6 random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs
5. Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website
6. Let your tagger know when your entry is up

1. I love doing laundry. It gives me a sense of accomplishment that seems to be lacking in day to day struggles in our lives. I don't even mind seperating out clothes that have been placed in the wrong pile. Furthermore, I don't even mind pulling out the kids choners from the shorts wad they deposit in the wrong pile. Yeah, I'm pretty friggin' wild.

2. I am musically stunted. I still just love a rocking bass, guitars, and drums. I can listen to jazz and neo big band stuff but it seems like I'm listening to my parents music pretending to be adult and sophisticated. I'm really neither. HAHA.

3. I hardly ever watch sports on TV. I can fake it talking to the guys at school, but I just use the internet to stay current and hold a semi-intelligent conversation. Yeah, I'm a big fat sports phony. I like sports, other things are just far more important at this phase of the game.

4. I've almost drowned twice. Once in CA. and the other in HA. Initially terrifying, duh, but once I relaxed, it was incredibly peaceful. Oh, btw, I survived.

5. There are only 8 people in this life I am comfortable hugging. Never been a real touchy feely kinda guy. Just not happening for me. Doesn't mean I don't care about people, I just got this 3 foot bubble around me for people that don't have the same last name as me.

6. I met Jerry Garcia once in Ventura, CA during a 3 day Dead show. We had backstage passes and my friend just walked up to him and introduced us to him. He was very cool and thought it was hilarious that we took breaks and listened to the band while surfing out at the point. A very nice, sincere person...

God....I tag Yamis, Borday, Jessa, Mikki, Aeryn, Alber

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Peace Out guys LOL

Dear Red States:

We've decided we're leaving. We intend to form our own country, and we're taking the other Blue States with us. In case you aren't aware, that includes California, Hawaii, Oregon, Washington, Minnesota, Wisconsin, Michigan, Illinois and all the Northeast. We believe this split will be beneficial to the nation, and especially to the people of the new country of New California.

To sum up briefly: You get Texas, Oklahoma and all the slave states. We get stem cell research and the best beaches. We get the Statue of Liberty. You get Dollywood. We get Intel and Microsoft. You get WorldCom. We get Harvard. You get Ole' Miss. We get 85 percent of America's venture capital and entrepreneurs. You get Alabama. We get two-thirds of the tax revenue, you get to make the red states pay their fair share.

Since our aggregate divorce rate is 22 percent lower than the Christian Coalition's, we get a bunch of happy families. You get a bunch of single moms. Please be aware that Nuevo California will be pro-choice and anti-war, and we're going to want all our citizens back from Iraq at once. If you need people to fight, ask your evangelicals. They have kids they're apparently willing to send to their deaths for no purpose, and they don't care if you don't show pictures of their children's caskets coming home. We do wish you success in Iraq , and hope that the WMDs turn up, but we're not willing to spend our resources in Bush's Quagmire.

With the Blue States in hand, we will have firm control of 80 percent of the country's fresh water, more than 90 percent of the pineapple and lettuce, 92 percent of the nation's fresh fruit, 95 percent of America's quality wines, 90 percent of all cheese, 90 percent of the high tech industry, most of the U.S. low-sulfur coal, all living redwoods, sequoias and condors, all the Ivy and Seven Sister schools plus Stanford, Cal Tech and MIT. With the Red States, on the other hand, you will have to cope with 88 percent of all obese Americans (and their projected health care costs), 92 percent of all U.S. mosquitoes, nearly 100 percent of the tornadoes, 90 percent of the hurricanes, 99 percent of all Southern Baptists, virtually 100 percent of all televangelists, Rush Limbaugh, Bob Jones University, Clemson and the University of Georgia. We get Hollywood and Yosemite, thank you.

Additionally, 38 percent of those in the Red states believe Jonah was actually swallowed by a whale, 62 percent believe life is sacred unless we're discussing the war, the death penalty or gun laws, 44 percent say that evolution is only a theory, 53 percent that Saddam was involved in 9/11 and 61 percent of you crazy bastards believe you are people with higher morals then we lefties.

Finally, we're taking the good pot, too. You can have that dirt weed they grow in Mexico.

Peace out,
Blue States

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Today was a good day

Man, my blog productivity is at a standstill. I have been concentrating on ripping my CD's to a hardrive so that they are all accessible. Kim got me a headset which will theoretically have a noise damper on it. We'll keep you posted on that one btw.

When I have a task like the one I'm currently engaged in, it makes me aware of the preferences I have in music. It's almost a snapshot of your life in someways. I am most definately not the person I was when I was 17, 27 or even 37. These musical tastes serve as a type of reminder of eras gone past and friends associated with each era.

So what has stayed constant? A lot really, in many ways I am who I am, throughout the ages. I still like rock as much as I ever have. It's just who I am. I remember this idiotic interlude in my past when I was like 23. I figured I had graduated from college and that it was time for me to stop dressing like a kid. I figured I would wear shirts with collars on them.

That lasted about a week before it dawned on me, "Who the fuck was I kidding?" I mean seriously.... Well, be that as it may, I'm looking forward to DJ'ing. I want to practice a lot before I go. I do not like the feeling of being ill-prepared.

Once I'm up and running, I'll post my url so that you can listen if you would like. You won't even need to be inworld. See you soon.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Survival Skills

A colleague at work asked how I seemed so non-plussed when crazy work crap was going down. It surprised me that this comment came from someone who I only had a couple of passing conversations with previously.

Being a true professional, I engaged in some deep and thoughful reflection. After thinking on the subject, I came up with my pausible explanation.......


Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Interesting I think

Today at school we held a mock presidential election between Mr. Obama and Mr. McCain. I'd say about 85% of the "voters" in my hallway casted votes. This is an increase from times past when "voter" input would only be about 35 - 40%. I thought that was good, more kids are invested in the election process. That in itself is a reason for hope, less deadasses just sitting around and bitching about stuff.

The results? I counted 101 ballots, so hardly a scientific measure, and Obama got 66votes and McCain 35. A cause for optimism, guarded optimism at best. Oh yeah, I'm voting for Obama. Do I agree with ebverything he says, It's just time for an end of the old white guy stranglehold on the office. They haven't got it right since, on all fronts, since FDR. Its been a long time.

What scares me is the potential for the Bradley effect. Ever heard of it? LA had a very good mayor in the 1980's who was A - A. He enjoyed a good lead right up to the time of votes being casted for gubernatorial race in the Great State of California. What happened was this: people had every intention of casting their vote for Bradley until they got into the voting booth.

Once in there, it dawned on many voters, that despite their intentions, they could not bring themselves to cast the actual vote for an A - A. God, I hope we have grown somewhat in 20+ years. So I'm keeping high hopes and positive thoughts to election day and beyond.

If you have read this blog and are! Get off your ass and cancel my vote out. Rememeber: if ya don't vote, you can't bitch about things.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

How in God's name.....

Man....I was awoken, gratefully so, by the alarm clock at 4:45 am. It rescued me from a wicked ass nightmare I was having. One of those dreams that you know was just a dream but nonetheless just shakes you. Yech....

Even in the brief seconds I was in that dream I wondered how people in RL deal with the loss of a child? Talk about a shattering experience. I'm sure we all know someone who had dealt with that horror. I can't even imagine. Those poor people.

It doesn't matter what age the child is because they will forever be your child. That precious little person you fell in love with before they were even born. When I was a little guy walking home from school one day, so long ago, this neighborhood nice lady just scooped me up and held on to me. Not a freaky abduction hug but just held me tight.

Turns out that she had been visited about an hour previously by some people from the military who had informed here that her son had died in combat. I guess seeing me walk home brought back those memories of when her little boy would walk home from school on that same street.

My Mom and Mrs. Daumiller helped Mrs. Schoepke back into her house. I walked home and asked my Mom why Mrs. Schoepke did that. My Mom told me that Mrs. Schoepke just missed her son very, very much. I'm gonna say some prayers for ppl that have lost a child. I know that one day they will be reunited with those that have been missed so much. Thats what I am going to,

Friday, October 10, 2008

Election blog

As we draw close to the Presidential election my mind is filled with a lot of things. Hope, opportunity, fear, stupidity and sadness. I've been really thinking of the long view of things. I guess it is an occupational hazard of being a History teacher.

This country needs to go from a hopeless paradigm to a hopeful one. Every segment of our society needs to know that America needs them, America wants them. The exclusionary practices that have been entrenched in this country for the past 45 years must come to an end. America's future and its renewed vitality depend on this. Not every kid has to have the dream of that one day they can become President, but they need to know that the President will always be willing to listen to them whether they come from a prep school or the boulevard.

There needs to exist an opportunity for our country to remain strong. Politicians of both parties love to wave the flag to prove their patriotism. They all do it. Damn them for making our flag a self-serving prop for their ambition. A lot of fine people have sacrificed the precious gift of life being real patriots. This has been going on since 1775 in this country. It goes on this very day. They never wanted to be elected, they wanted to serve their country.

The best way to keep our country strong is to revamp our school system. Years ago the mantra for Clinton to be elected was," It's the economy stupid." Well, if you look around the world these days, our major competitors are the ones that place a huge emphasis on education. Perhaps the mantra for 2008 and beyond should be, "It's all about education stupid." I do not relish any of our children sitting in the drivers seat for a declining America.

I teach with a gentlemen, an American citizen mind you, who was raised in the Phillipines. His big fear, which I understand, is that a sizable majority of the American public will be so turned off by the antics of our two major political parties that option C may come into play. Option C? A person who shares the frustration all of us feel at the self-serving inertia of the political parties and delivers the promise of action, strength and power. Know where I'm going? If you don't, look at Germany in the early 1930's. An educated society beset with economic ills with a sense of hopelessness. Scares the hell out of me.

The stupidity of the continued finger pointing literally sickens me. They did this, they did that. It's done. I want to hear about solutions, plans and sincere collaboration. I need to hear that collaboration to do what is best for America and its citizens is the guiding determinant.

I'm sad about where we are as a country. But it is not a premanent situation. My four children will see a return of a America that represents so many good things to people of the entire world. An America that offers a helping hand to those in need, an America that does not turn its back on our legacy of being for all of its citizens irregardless of their circumstance or background.

24 days till the election. One final word: If you don't vote, don't bitch. God bless America and all that live here....

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Hauling ass

Somedays are just like waiting to get into those spinning cups at a amusement park. This is one of those days. Lets see what we got on tap: we are getting flu shots in about 90 minutes, we got to clean the house for my sister-in-law and two sons to come over, I'm sure we will have to catch some bugs with rach at some point. Thank god Kim has the next two days off, otherwise I'd probably be hiding with a blanket over my head somewhere:)

Should I run the two boys up to my parents house about 100 miles from here. they live at 5000 ft. So it would be like a taste of some real fall as opposed to 95 degree fallish weather. What an oxy moron, 95 degree fall.

just a few balls in the air without mentioning some things I should do at school but have blown off. tsk tsk....

Maybe I'll get it going by listening to this EC song:) Have a great one!

Sunday, October 5, 2008

10 things that make me happy Fall 2008

Ok Kimala, I'll bite. I liked your list and encourage my blog readers to do likewise. Never a bad time to have an attitude of gratitude.

#10 Showers can be warm again. Intentionally. It may be hot here in Phoenix, but we go months without turning on the hot water. Lifes full of tradeoffs you know.

#9 Sweatshirts! You can actually wear them outside for a couple of weeks. LOL. I love me a nice hoodie.

#8 Kids outside. I feel an affinity for ppl in Fargo, ND during those brutal northern midwest winters. With out brutal long, hot summers we have a lot in common. Stir crazy anyone?

#7 Passing coldfronts. Man they can scour the Valley of the Sun. The sky is so blue it hurts your eyes!! Love that shade of blue.

#6 The rare yet much appreciated rainy fall night. There is just something about the sound of rain falling as you drift off into sleep or do something else. Hee Hee.

#5 Still wearing shorts! Now I know this makes us unique. Been shorts throughout the fall plenty of years running. Love that!

#4 In conjunction with #5 is going swimming in the pool on Thanksgiving. I don't know what else there is to say about that:)

#3 Not entering your car and instantly feel like you have descended into the depths of Hades. 140 upon entry is just flat out wicked.

#2 Driving with your windows down. Good for ventilation and for yelling.....LOL

#1 Seeing my wife in a fall sweater. She'll kill me if I go into detail.

Happy Fall you all :)

Saturday, October 4, 2008

One cool dude

I have been lax to mention how I felt the impact of Paul Newman's passing. Kim told me as we were doing shopping last week. It was like, " Wow. He did? Damn..."

Growing up, well he was always cool. Memorable roles, great lines, what a great actor. As I grew up, I learned to respect him for different reasons. His humanity, his charities, his very loving marriage with his wife.

Allow me to share one of my favorite scenes of this man in a classic movie:)

I laugh every time I see that. Isn't that a great legacy? That people don't cry or feel horrible when they think of you passing but openly have a good laugh at something you wanted them to laugh at.

Heres to you Paul. Heaven just got a lot more funny. Thank you for sharing your many talents and most of all, your sense of humanity with us.