Shaken Not Stirred

Monday, April 30, 2007

Google the Lyrics

Yes, I know, I've been slacking. My mind is slacking. I've become boring.

But today, I heard some chick on the radio talking about the lyrics to Carrie Underwood's song "Before He Cheats"--another really good Idol album!!

Anyway she thought some of the lyrics went like this... "I dug my keys into the side of his pretty little souped up four wheel drive, carved my name into his legacy". Her explanation was that the guy was such a loser that his only legacy was his car. I was thinking--Q-tip for your ears!!! I'm pretty sure the words are "leather seats".

One of my favorite commercials in the cell phone one in which they try to figure out the words to Rock The Casbah--and make up all kinds of lyrics for it. Classic!!

Is there any songs in which you've gotten the lyrics wrong?

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Real Estate and Poles

I was driving to lunch yesterday when I passed the strangest site. A female holding up a sign that said "Open House". The sign pointed to a new development. While some cars passed her, she did this sort of wiggle-wiggle-bang-bang and smiled. Now it wasn't the kind of wiggle-wiggle bang-bang that is worthy of being done on a pole, but jiggly none-the-less. Did I forget to mention that she was basically wearing Daisy Duke like shorts and a blue jeans t-shirt tied in a knot at her cleavage?

I'm wondering how many of the stares turned into actual development visits? Did any of those cars actually take the turn towards the neighborhood and take a tour?

I was under the impression that house hunting was done by the woman of the household. I know that my sister-in-law is in charge of finding a new house for my brother's family. She's in charge of finding the homes, meeting the real estate agent and then letting my brother know on a scale of one to ten her opinion. I know for sure that she would not go to look at the home that this woman was advertising.

So what were these advertisers thinking?

Monday, April 23, 2007

Disneyland Vs Disneyworld

I was thinking about this and I went to several blogs to find if anyone had any opinions on Disneyland versus Disneyworld. Most people just posted about visiting these places or the fond memories they had of first meeting Mickey Mouse.

Why were two built and is there difference? They both have Micky Mouse, they both have that castle--don't they? I have been to both as a child. I don't remember a difference.

And why am I thinking about this so late in the night? Maybe because of the travel commercials. But these travel commercials point mostly to Disneyworld.

I'm tired. I'll write a real post tomorrow.

Friday, April 20, 2007

Can't Get Over It

I'm still trying to wrap my head around the Virginia Tech event. I still can't fathom what would drive a person to that point of insanity, the point where they no longer value a human life. I wonder what kind of darkness was in their soul, their hearts, their minds.

When news clips show the victims, their names, their faces, clips of their lives as people, I have to swallow saliva to keep from choking on my sorrow. Hearing their names brings the loss to the forefront of my mind. Testimonials from fellow friends, neighbors, classmates, and other students makes my eyes well up with tears. Yes, to me they were strangers, but to someone else they were a brother, sister, friend, classmate, neighbor. You name it, they were somebody. Somebody loved them, somebody needed these people in their lives. And someone else's hatred, someone else's anger took that away, one selfish, one thoughtless act.

I'm still trying to get through the day without thinking about the incident. Even with the radio, the television and the computer off and not reminding me, I still think about all those affected by this.

I'm at a loss for words because I don't know how to continue this post. I just want to say that my thoughts and prayers will continue to go out to the all the affected families, friends, roommates, students, and faculty of Virginia Tech.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

A Moment of Silence

In view of the recent tragedy at Virginia Tech, I think it appropriate for everyone to send out prayers and thoughts for all involved.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

Back To Normality

Okay, after being pulled in every direction possible, I pulled the most important part of me and I'm now sitting in front of my laptop. Not my trusty laptop which stopped working on me about three weeks ago, but a temporary replacement laptop (although by temporary I mean I'm not satisfied with this purchase, but it's too expensive to just use it as a temporary fix, so has to be permanent and by permanent, I mean until it decides to lose it on me). I'm still not use to this Vista thing--which asks permission to do everything. I'm surprised it allows me to turn it on without asking me for permission to continue turning on.

Between all my family that came down for an Easter reunion (cousins and siblings) there were 17 young-uns who were born from either my siblings or my cousins, all between the ages of 3 mos to 16 years old. There was a 3 mos (1 baby girl), 16 months (two boys born 5 days apart), 3 years old (a pair of twin girls and another girl), 2 four year old(one boy and one girl), a five year old girl, a seven year old boy, two nine year old girls, two 10 year old boys, a 13 year old boy, a 15 year old girl and a 16 year old who thinks he's a grown up man. Lots of children, lots of noise. But I think we grown ups made more noise they all of them put together. That genealogy made me quite dizzy.

The sixteen year old son of my cousin is really cool. I wish I had his personality in high school. I would definitely had a life and probably more to write about on this blog rather than the drivel I make you guys suffer. And the younger kids are so cute. However, it doesn't mean I want any of my own. For the most part after a few hours with them, I was ready for a nap. Come to think of it, while playing with them, I probably drank a couple gallons of Sobe Throttle Energy Drinks and several Red Bulls. I needed the energy.

So this was my last week and a half. I entertained these rug rats. I'm getting exhausted thinking about what to write. The thoughts of chasing them around has brought back vivid memories. I'll write little tidbits every now and then on my experience as the fun uncle.


Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Hello Everyone

I hope everyone had a great Easter. I'm being pulled nine different ways and so I haven't been able to post or read anyone else's blogs. But I will get back into a routine once I'm pulling only myself (you know pulling myself will really help in the relax factor).

I'll be back soon!! In a few days--most likely a real post on Sunday night!

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

100 Years

One of my favorite songs is "100 Years" by Five for Fighting.

I remember when it was on the charts and Ryan Seacrest read a letter from a fan who said that the song reminded him that those horrible moments are just that--moments. This fan had said that the lyrics basically saved his life, that he had contemplated taking his own life.

It reminded me that I've had hundreds of those moments, but they had passed. I know that while in the moment it feels like an eternity, but they eventually passed. And of course, due to my very tangent winding mind, I started to think that many of these moments passed more quickly because I was lucky enough to have friends and loved ones to see me through them. And I've always believed that if God takes you to it, He'll get you thru it. I've held sternly to that belief. So far, I've gotten thru the major bumps.

Whenever I hear a story about suicide, I wonder about the despair that person must have felt. Why they didn't feel they had anyone to turn to and whether or not a helping hand, a shoulder to lean on, a hug to dissipate feeling of isolation. I know how much a hug means, a kind voice or even just a smile. It makes me sad to think that anyone has to go thru life feeling alone.

Just my thoughts tonight. I didn't mean to be so dark tonight.

Here's to the friends and loved ones in our lives. The people who have helped to keep us going.