On Football and the Kids

I had third pick in my fantasy football draft, and with the two best running backs gone I'd decided to go with a star quarterback. "Peyton Manning or Tom Brady," I thought to myself. I debated for much of the three minute time limit and then, largely on a whim, chose Peyton and left Brady on the table.

Hee hee. Go Danny. Not that I wanted Brady to break his knee (but not that I'm crying for the Pats either)

Pointless story showcasing the Holy Favre mentality in Wisconsin:

An employee came up to me today and said she'd skipped the Packer game because she hoped they'd 'fall on their as*es' and that Favre would take the Jets deep into the playoffs.

To me, this is like saying you want the U.S. to collapse because Kerry lost in '04. It's about more than just one guy, isn't it?

"The hell with Brett Favre," I said.

She was shocked. "He led us to the Superbowl," she said.

"Yeah, eleven years ago. Whoo-hoo."

"The Packers had no business saying they didn't want him," she continued. "That was lousy of them."

Lousy? To take a man at his word (on retirement) and act accordingly? Like I said yesterday, a large number of people here are rooting against the Pack. It's sacrilege.

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Anyhow, here's some random pics of the kids.

Aaron Rodgers 1, Critics 0

Tonight I hosted the D. family for dinner and the Monday Night Football season opener. Naturally the matchup was Pack-Vikings up in Green Bay. Great game. A sloppy contest, and one where I question the conservative play calling of the Pack, but a great game none-the-less.

Aaron Rodgers had so much to lose tonight. Lots of fools, er, 'people', were just itching for him to screw up so they could mourn Favre and curse the Packers GM. Heck, you know Favre was sitting at home hoping for a Pack loss too, although I'd hope he harbored no ill will for Rodgers. 

Instead Aaron gave them all a solid, no-nonsense game. 18 for 22, 178 yards passing with 1 TD and no interceptions, and 35 yards and a TD rushing. [There was also a great passing TD that was called back on a penalty and does not show in the stats]

The kid can play, and he is cool and calm under pressure. There was a great downfield pass that should be on Sportscenter rotation tomorrow, and after his rushing TD he attempted the Lambeau Leap (pictured above). The sincere affection the crowd showed him was heartwarming.

Is he Steve Young to Farve's Montana? Waaay to early to say, but I'm happy for the guy and proud of his proverbial day in the sun.

NKOTB Videos

My [permanent] recording capabilities have been hanidicapped by - oddly enough- the presence of my Time Warner DVR. If anyone out there can record a DVD of NKOTB's appearances on The View, The Today Show (both appearances), and any/all other clips, PLEASE let me know.

Meanwhile here's a few clips off the album to stir your interest. This first one is The Today Show appearance promoting 'Single' with Ne-Yo. The actual video is available on You-Tube but unavailable for embedding.

Here's 'Full Service' w/ New Edition

A great ballad called 'Don't Cry'

The funky 'Grown Man', w/ the Pussycat Dolls

and finally 'Offically Over'

 

Tags: NKOTB, New Kids on the Block, Ne-Yo, Pussycat Dolls

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My Fantasy Football Draft

I took part in a fantasy football draft tonight at Puddler's Hall, a bar established in 1873 and now owned by a friend of Socialist. It's a nice place, bright by bar standards and friendly. Stop by if you're ever in Milwaukee.

It was a 15 round serpentine draft that took the better part of two hours for our 10 man league to complete. I hate serpentine drafts. There's no reason for my #3 slot to have to wait through 14 other picks before it was again my turn.

Overall I think I did well. I got a few big names and a finagled a couple of sleepers. The key to knowing you've done well with a pick? When you announce your player and one or more of the other guys yell  out a frustrated 'F***!'.

Here's my team. You can play 1 QB, 2 RB, 3 WR, 1 TE, 1 Kicker and 1 Defense per week.

QB: Peyton and Eli Manning

RB: Jamal Lewis, Fred Taylor, Ricky Williams, A. Peterson of the Bears

WR: Hines Ward, Marvin Harrison, Braylon Edwards, Santana Moss

K: Mason Crosby, David Akers

Def: San Diego and Seattle

TE: Crumper

I like my pics of Williams and Peterson. I think both have something to prove and will do well. Or not. It's a head-to-head league, so I'll know some immediate results as soon as this weekend.

My team name: SlapJacks

Tags: NFL, Fantasy Football, Draft

Beneath - A Review

                                      

In Beneath Nora Zehetner plays a young woman who as a youth was responsible for the fiery accidental death of her sister. Haunted by images of her sister clawing at her closed casket and plagued a history of (perceived) mental illness, she returns to visit her estranged family. Her niece claims a 'Dark Thing' in the walls is responsible for deaths in the family, and in the labyrinth that is their family home a terrible secret might dwell . . .

Beneath is  MTV's first foray into the horror market (yes, I know. MTV. I almost shut off the DVD the moment I saw the logo on the screen.). It's not a bad movie. Nothing terribly original, but on the other hand nothing overly cliche. Well, excepting the traumatized young woman with the scary visions; been there, done that.

If you go into it with the right mindset the ending is a legitimate twist, although my suspicious nature jumped to the right conclusion a few minutes ahead of the mark. There is one thing - the action of the niece - that makes the finale a little morally troubling, but overall a positive effort.

Oh, and not too bloody or gory, save for one scene of the burn victim. Suitable for viewing by tweens and older.

2.75 out of 4, 68 out of 100.

Tags: MTV, Beneath

The Harley Parade

As I mentioned earlier my mother-in-law took LuLu and YaYa last weekend to see the Harley Davidson parade thru downtown Milwaukee.

As a matter of fact, after just spending a frustrated five minutes trying to load a pic off Photobucket , I noticed there are no static pics of bikes at all. All the shots of the Harleys are movie files, which of course my mother-in-law had told me and I'd forgotten.

Many thanks again to my mother in law for taking them. She reported YaYa was a little freaked out by the rumble and in contrast Lu fell asleep at one point. LOL!

I love this next pic. Say cheese!

Tags: Harley Davidson, Milwaukee

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REVIEW: New Kids on the Block - The Block

On Tuesday September 2nd, at 8 a.m. on the dot, I entered our local Target and picked up not one but two copies of the extended version of the newly released New Kids on the Block album The Block.  One copy for our listening pleasure, another never-to-be-opened CD for our NKOTB collection. I also picked up an extended version of their greatest hits album.

'Twas a grand day.

I like the album. Yeah, sure, I'd say that no matter what. But I really do. I like some songs more than others, and some much more than others, but I like the album as a whole. By and large it's smooth R&B but has a definite nostaligic vibe that hides in the shadow of  very contemporary arrangements. Definitely a hightened sexual openess in the lyrics, but they're all in their 30's - I reckon it shouldn't come as a shock that they're not virgins.

What's that? You want a track by track breakdown of my opinion? Are you sure? I don't know . .well, if you insist. The bold titles indicate a song worthy of extra attention.

1. Click, Click, Click -  best known to me as the background music of the NKOTB website. A relaxed Timberlake-ish track

2. Single (featuring Ne-Yo) - solid enough, but NKOTB is largely in the background on this one. A good song but not a favorite of mine, despite being their next release.

3. Big Girl Now - a dance track featuring Lady Gaga. Some funky parts that catch your attention. From this point on the CD picks up quickly.

4. Summertime - their first release and their first Top 40 hit in over a decade. A great nostaligic song and a wise re-introduction to the group.

5. 2 in the Morning - a catchy chorus and a pleasant tune, but nothing grand.

6. Grown Man  - featuring the Pussycat Dolls and Teddy Riley. A great song that begins with a retro/Ray Charles feel and cruises through the rest of the song with a funky, fun, and nasty attitude.

Do you like my body?

Girl you know I do.

Do you think that I'm a hottie?

Girl you know I do.

 Do you want to go and party?

Girl you know I do.

Well whatchu want to do?

Here's what I want to do: I'm gonna give you some grown man. I'm gonna give you some grown man.

7. Dirty Dancing  - not as fun as track six but a blast. A vaguely Shaggy-feel to the song. "Ooh, you're so crazy. She's like, baby, I'm like Swayze." Love it! "I ain't looking for no drama/ I don't want no karma/ cause my baby's sleeping in bed back at home/ but you know I'd be lying if I said I ain't trying/ to get the shorty with me all alone."

 8. Sexify My Love - the chorus is pretty good  with a bit of a late '80's feel to it. Not hard on the ears, just not a great song.

9. Twisted - it has some fun beats, but at its heart its a standard issue dance club tune. A waste of space. Yawn.  

10. Full Service - another great song! a full out collaboration with New Edition, who NKOTB has always paid homage to over the years. Fun and funky with a steady beat that'll get you moving. Great to hear New Edition back in action!

11. Lights, Camera, Action - a song about photographing yourself in a sex act. Yawn. Been there done that - why listen to a song about it? Seriously though, just not a very good song IMHO.

12. Put it on My Tab - a slow R&B tune. It's fine and I'm sure beloved by many people, but relaxed R&B has never appealed to me and this is no exception.

13. Stare at You - a romantic ballad featuring all the guys. It reminds me of Joe/Jordan solo work. BONUS: at the tail end of the song Donnie speaks with his young son. Very cute and a reminder of how these guys have grown up over the years.

I can just stare at you forever (Oh, baby)
I can be here with you doing whatever (My lady)
It's not the way you look that brings me to my knees,
It's the way you look at me
I could just stare at you forever
If forever you were staring at me

That concludes the 'standard' edition of the album. I purchased the extended 'deluxe' versions with four extra songs.

1. One Song - an inoffensive but largely forgettable dance track. I can see why it wasn't included on the standard CD.

2. Don't Cry - a GREAT song! In Lisa's words 'this is what can happen when Joe and Jordan work together." Amen my love. Great song, great music, great voices, great sentiment.

I learned not to diss my words and fight over little things
Like when I used to wait all night,
Just to say I'm sorry, I love you
Oh, tell me what would there be left to say? Nothing
Oh, what if God wants to take me away?
Oh, you better...

Kiss me like it's the last time,
Love me like it's the first time
I'll kiss you like it's the last time
And I'll love you like it's the first time
I'll be trippin', can't wait for the next time
But if there isn't a next time...

Baby, just don't cry...

3. Officially Over - My FAVORITE song on the whole album! Just a great Joey-centric song about breaking up. Get me two notes into this one and I'm bopping around. A great bleeping song and a grand chorus to sing along with.

4. Looking Like Danger - the lyrics say 'it's hard to be faithful' but I find this song 'hard to describe'. A mix of a dance track, an '80's pop tune, and  a bit of a '80's soundtrack flair. I don't dislike it, but I can't say I like it either.

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For pete's sake go and buy the thing. It's a heck of an album with six tracks that are guaranteed gems. What are you waiting for?

Grandpa 25 years on

Today marks a quarter century to the day since my maternal Grandpa's death.

My Little Grandpa and I were very close. He was as near to a matinee idol/hero/everything as a little boy could find, and I loved him very much. On the evening of Friday September 2nd, 1983 I returned from playing in the park to find him taking some aspirin. He would later retire to bed early, citing a stomach ache. Sometime later I joined him, cuddling up next to him and exchanging good nights.

I woke up Saturday morning to my Mother's panic screaming and a cold corpse beside me.

It sounds pretty traumatic, but the death itself was far less troubling than the loss of the man himself. Bluntly, it f*ed me up for awhile and surely stands as one of the pivotal days of my life.

But, frankly, I'm weary of talking about it. It is,despite my mind's refusal to accept the fact, a full 25 years since that horrible day. I'm a grown man, and whatever demons lingered about were  exorcised when I wrote a book about Grandpa six years ago. At this point, whining about it falls under the category of 'quasi-victim/martyr pityfest', and I just can't cotton to that.

 

[I think the anniversary is all the more poignant because it comes only three days after his house was unwillingly passed from my family's hands.What eerie timing.]

But 25 years . .the hours and minutes pass so slowly, the months and years so quickly. It just seems so unbelievable, like I could turnaround and be a nine year old boy in my Grandparent's kitchen, instead of a father of four. Far more often then I'll ever admit it feels like I'm playing dress-up and I'll wake up again to ride shotgun with the man on some errand or another.

I wish I'd gone to visit his grave today, but I was watching my kids and my sister's, and truth be told it did not occur to me until nightfall.

Rest in peace Grandpa. I love you.

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The day is not solely devoted to bad memories. Today is also the 20th birthday of my cousin E. Happy Birthday man!

YaYa's Harley Kool-Aid Stand

The end of August featured a massive Harley rally in Milwaukee to celebrate the iconic company's 105th birthday. For days the streets were packed with riders and the familar rumble of Harley pipes echoed across the Brew City. How big was the party? Of the 100,000 bikers that hit the city I had more than 200 bikes in my parking lot at work, and my neighbor at home hosted five or six bikers himself. The Foo Fighters and Bruce Springsteen were brought in to entertain the troops and there were festival areas set up all over town.

It was a heck of a party.

It meant long hours at work, but many of the expected logistical hassles failed to materialize. We'd all joked about wishing we could retire before the event, but in the end it was actually fun; busy, chaotic, and energetic.

There'll be another post about the girls trip to the Harley parade, but here's a few pics Lisa took of YaYa's entrepreneurial spirit.

As we live on a decently busy street she set up a Kool-Aid stand and advertised free drinks for any and all Harley riders, 50 cents for everyone else. Well, she hit gold. Bikers scooped up a bunch of her drinks  - and left behind $8 in tips.

Oh, and here's a shot of YaYa in an all too familiar 'someone else is sharing my limelight' pose. If you watch Jon and Kate Plus Eight you'll recognize Maddie as a cross between YaYa and LuLu.

Just a timewaster on our TV preferences

11 A.M:

I hate my phone. My attempts to catch up on some zz's this morning were interrupted by two work related calls, a trio of calls from my parents, one from a friend and another from a cemetary (more on that one later). All the calls were of either importance or good will, but c'mon! Guaranteed, if I'd been up and at 'em the thing would never have rang.

So I sit here with no time to go and nap, knowing that in half an hour I'll have to take Smiley to his first day of school for the year. So let's take the opportunity to clear up some misc TV thoughts:

1. I was tickled pink to discover that some of the employee's I talked to at the local Karl's Party Rental were flying out to work New York's Fashion Week. Lisa and I are big fans of Project Runway.  I was tempted to ask them to scoop the identities of the finalists showing at Bryant Park, but I held back to save the suspense of the finale.

2. The new Gong Show has joined the DVR rotation here. Raunchier than the original, but entertaining all the same.

3. I saw the Bob Saget roast on Comedy Central. SNL alum Jon Lovitz and Norm McDonald  were disturbingly un-funny, but Cloris Leachman ROCKED. Who knew the woman still had it in her?

4. We are also big fans of Clean House, but miss the Linda Cooper-Smith, Alan Lee Half era of the show. Lisa DESPISES 'Go to Guy' Matt Iseman, a large often unfunny (and sometimes creepy) castmember. Turns out ol' Matt is a stand-up comedian who is also a medical doctor! Huh! Who knew?

5. Jon and Kate Plus Eight, a reality show following the parents of sextuplets, is one of Lisa's favorite shows. I think Jon is a great Dad but find Kate an inconsiderate wife, albeit an attractive one. Then again, with eight kids most women would be grumpy no?

6. Naked Science and Is it Real? remain favorites of mine on National Geographic.

Politics Ahead: Palin

On the web the reaction to McCain's pick of Sarah Palin was negative, to say the least.

                                                      

An alarming amount of it seems to boil down to geographical elitism. Palin is the Governor of Alaska, of course, and Alaska is a good distance from both New York and Los Angeles. Heck, Alaska is so far away that the folks in 'flyover country' safely scoff at its importance to the realm.

But here's a nifty fact. As a tactical decision an Alaskan VP candidate is no better or worse than one from Delaware. Both are states with a mere three electoral votes and both are solidly in hand for their respective parties. In broad terms, neither pick was a bold move to secure a battleground.

The difference, of course, is that Obama felt compelled to play it safe with Biden while McCain used his 'maverick' card to shake up the game.

Palin isn't an 'unknown'. I've heard of her before from a friend of mine up in Alaska, and if you've paid attention to such things her name's come up before when discussing the future of the party.

She is shy on (elected) political experience, which would seem to negate many of the common attacks that can be leveled at Obama. But it's a double edged sword. Attack her inexperience to any great degree and you risk opening yourself to the same debate. A bald man can't ridicule another's hair without the lack of his own being called into question; I think it would take an imaginative amount of double-talk to convince America that Palin's inexperience is bad while Obama's is okeedokee.

Is she a 'hail mary' to entice Clinton voters to crossover? Bleh. Stop and think for a moment. In 1984 when Ferraro was chosen America was abuzz at the thought of a female VP. In 2008 Palin's gender was an afterthought in the media. That's progress, people, and I don't believe for a second the GOP mistook this for 1960 and thought Palin would bring in the ladies in droves just because she had a womb.

No, she was chosen to counteract McCain's perceived liberal slant. Let the Democrats ridicule or scoff at her appeal to conservatives - they aren't the intended audience. The woman is great looking, superbly confident, a hunter and gun rights advocate, married to a blue-collar fisherman and the mother of five.

Not only is she pro-life but she practices what she preaches, carrying her youngest to term knowing the baby had Downs Syndrome. [shame on the Dems who spread rumours the baby wasn't hers. Nice ethics there. Obama's correct in saying whoever might have spread the lie should be fired on the spot]. The news yesterday that her 17 year old daughter was pregnant will only increase Palin's appeal. Need proof? I just googled the news and found this on CNN:

Before, they were excited about her, with the Down syndrome baby," conservative, anti-tax activist Grover Norquist said. "But now with this, they are over the moon. It reinforces the fact that this family lives its pro-life values."

 This seems to fluster the hell out of my liberal friends who find it hypocritcal and evidence of a flawed philosophy. I disagree vehomently, but in the end, who cares? Liberal democrats are not the target audience here, and they need not concern themselves in the matter.

Lastly, win or lose Palin's nomination (knock on wood) brings a viable, charasmatic young face to the attention of the GOP faithful. With luck, the world was just introduced to the next generation of GOP leaders. In other words, this may be a stategic move that echoes across the next decade.

We'll see.

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I'm not going to spend much time on it, but I think the Democratic Convention was a bust.

I don't care how pretty their speeches were, two nights devoted to the Clinton's was too much. No way they are truly behind Obama. A) they actually, personally, like McCain and agree with many of his politics, hence conservative skepticism of McCain B) the venom for Obama did not disappear magically from Bill's mind overnight and c) if Obama wins, HRC is out of action for eight years minimum. The speeches were a political neccessity to secure DNC support in the future, nothing more - and oratory skills be damned, I think that came through.

Then everyone and their mother treaded lightly on attacking McCain, and when they did they prefaced it by honoring his patriotism, his POW experience and his dignity. Well, fiddledeedoo, if you like him so much why shouldn't I vote for him? They should have had their fangs bared the whole time.

Lastly, the Temple of Obama set, complete with a stadium crowd, was much more than a lame blogger barb. Honest to God, I've heard people, good sane decently educated people, jokingly reference the Book of Revelation and the warnings about the Anti-Christ. Again, they were joking, but the adoration has obviously crossed the line. Bring him back down to earth or risk the election; people may spend a lot of time worshipping their gods, but to my knowledge they've never bothered voting for one.

Partisan bias? Go take a look at the polls that show no typical-post convention bump for Obama. Some of that was the (underrated) choice of Palin, but even then it wouldn't have happened if the DNC had done their job right.

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It was a good and noble idea to delay the GOP convention with Gustav lurking in the Gulf. Bully for them for making the call that screwed up 18 months of planning. And as I said in the first ever post on this blog, F Michael Moore. What an a**.

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I saw a bit of Herbert Hoover's speech at the 1960 GOP convention today on CSpan. I like Hoover and think he got a bum rap in history (his work post WWI, organizing food donations for millions of starving people, was worthy of respect even if he'd never been elected to office).

Still, what a boring and lifeless speech. It would never, ever fly in this day and age.

Weight Update

Wow there's a lot to talk about.

There's two family trips to detail, a newly clapping baby (circa last Monday), a new VP pick, some movies and a book to review, the return to school, the local Harley Davidson rally, and the sad conclusion to the sale of the house I grew up in.

Let's start small, with some positive news.

A few days ago I stepped on the scale and for the first time in many a moon crossed the 350# mark - and going in the right direction, for all the wise-a**es out there.

Yup, 348 pounds. Roughly the scale weight of Guam, if I recall correctly, but a lot better than the ~360 I weighed a month or so ago and a whole heck of a lot better than the '450+' that a doc wrote on my employee physical back in '93.

I'm still taking a lot of stairs at work, eating right, popping fish oil and a multivitamin each morning, and riding the bike. I've also spent the last few days moving my folks, so I ache from head to toe but I'm sure it was good for the ticker.

350 was a big hurdle for me. Now if I can cross the 300 mark by my birthday [in March] I'll be happy.

A dream

Despite the title of this post, it isn't a wistful water colored trip down memory lane. It's simply a nightmare I had last night. I wanted to preserve it for future shrinks to pick apart. Nothing that follows is exaggerated for effect - l don't normally remember dreams, but this one is very detailed. I guess it's an all-or-nothing affair, eh?

It began at the 4077th of MASH fame. Colonel Potter was there, and the later-seasons version of Hot Lips, when her hair was more silver than blonde and she was much more serious than in the early years. They were going to have a party or event of some sort involving a long line of white jeeps. You had the feeling it was near the end of an episode, and sure enough there was a close-up of Radar. "Choppers!" he yelled. Hot Lips pulled her jeep to the side of the road. Someone yelled 'Japs!' and pointed to the sky, and there was a Zero with an American Mustang behind it.

Odd, seeing as this was Korea, but whatever.

Then it was no longer Korea but a huge parade, the size of one of those old ticker-tape jobs. It was certainly a street much wider than any here in Milwaukee. The family and I were on a flat stretch of sidewalk a few blocks down from a large hill. Over a loudspeaker a male voice announced that the Zero and the Mustang were going to do some acrobatics for the crowds amusement.

All went well as they zoomed over the hill and past us, doing flips and whatnot. Then the Mustang  tried to flip backwards and spiraled quickly out of control. I remember being afraid and telling the family to 'get down'. It glanced off the pavement and violently skipped up the street, slamming in a firestorm into the crowd on the hlll..

And then it was the same place, same event, but no plane.

In its place was an orange stock-car. It  was in a violent head over tail flip down the length of the hill. At the hill's base the car burst into flame. Rescue vehicle's tried to surround the car but its driver, silhouetted behind the wheel, seemed intent on finishing the parade. It roared past me on fire, flames creeping up on the driver.

I had a clear view of him hunched over the wheel, eyes obsessed with finishing no matter the cost. I remember thinking that this sight, this tape of a man about to burn to death at a parade, was going to play forever on TV. Even in my dream I imagined the 'warning' that would proceed it ever time it was showed, and I knew it would just encourage people to stay and watch the carnage. I knew I would too.

I was scared, I was alarmed, and I was fascinated.

And then the alarm was ringing, the baby was crying, Lisa was sleepily asking me what time it was, and it was time to wake up and start the day.

Biden - warning: Politics ahead

Well, if nothing else it's over.

I was so sick of hearing about who Obama might pick,  why he might pick them,  the neato way he'd inform the world (text message) and gosh darnit,  was that use of the masculine pronoun a tipoff or is Obama just a foolin' with us here reporters? My lord MSNBC, just kiss the guy already.

It was like watching the season finale of The Bachelor over and over for weeks.

I for one have always felt the entire VP selection is overblown. Important, yes. Vital for reassuring the country? Perhaps. But I don't believe any Presidential candidate goes into this thinking he's going to die in office, which means the selection is more about election politics than the health of the nation. So we waste gads of time obsessing over a tactical move by a candidate and in the end the impact is usually overblown.

It didn't have to be that way this year. Had Obama picked Hilary the media attention alone might have drowned out the McCain campaign long enough to stop it dead in the water. But that was never going to happen; the campaign had been too bitter, and the spector of the Clinton yoke was too real to even bring up HRC as a contender.

But Joe Biden? I'm not even a Democrat and I feel let down. Yikes.

Look, I get it. Obama's running on a very short resume and his one big foreign policy effort has been minimized by the Surge. It makes sense to go with someone with a few more years in Washington and some foreign policy expertise. I just think there were better choices out there.

One of the campaign mandates is 'change' is it not? Biden's been in Washington longer than I've been alive, and I'm old enough to remember the bicentennial (in a blurry sort of way). More to the point he spent all of *four* years in the private sector before landing his gig inD.C, making it all the more obvious that for Biden it's about the power and not a desire to 'change' the system. He IS the system.

The idea that it was necessary to choose someone the (professional) polar opposite of yourself does not, in my mind, work to resolve skepticism of your credentials.

Biden himself jumped on Obama in his short-lived campaign for the Oval Office. "The presidency is not something that lends itself to on-the-job training.," he said. Biden has also questioned  his judgment on Iraq, Afghanistan and his willingness to meet  with the leaders of 'rogue' states.

Worthless campaign snipe? Sure. I don't put too much stock into it. But in turn I also won't buy the lovey-dovey between the two we're sure to see until November.

From a strictly practical point of view, I don't get it. Biden is an uninspiring national figure, never getting past the first innings of the Presidential primaries. He's from a state with a mere 3 delegates, and more to the point he's from a section of the country that's painted a solid blue. Why not pick someone from the South or from areas that are walking a thin line between the parties?

Biden's only two selling points are the experience angle and his abilities as a crass, sometimes foul-mouthed attack dog. That has it's place, and I"m sure he'll be put to good use.

But he also has a reputation as a seriously long winded, meandering speaker who sometimes says things that are offensive and/or insensitive. He's never had to worry about that for too long on the campaign trail (the plus side of losing I guess) but now he'd better mind his P's and Q's for the next ten weeks.

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End of netural apprasial, start of personal thought:

This next bit might come off as a crude attack itself, but I assure you it is my longheld and personal opinion of the man, admittedly created by nothing but his appearance and his sound bytes. And if I feel some way, just on gut reaction, then I'm sure others in Topeka and San Bernadino feel the same.

My vibe:  I don't like him. I think he's full of himself and phony. His hair-plugged mullet irks me. And for the life of me every time I see him I picture him as the kind of guy who comes home late, joins his wife for a cocktail at a dinner party  then excuses himself to see his mistress, grabbing his wife's ass as he leaves (and making sure all his friends see him do it).

Of course, I have an active imagination. But I can't, I just can't be the only American who thinks he comes off as slightly creepy.

Some say a waste of time . . others say an incredible waste of time

The last time I wrote a glowing report on the Brewers they tanked a series versus the Cubs. I will not repeat that mistake, nor express my man love for CC Sabathia, as we face a two game series against St. Louis that *could* put the Wild Card firmly in our pocket.

So instead of putting a curse on my Brew Crew, please enjoy this segment from Conan O'Brien's show in which he visits a group of 1864 Base Ball re-enactors.

You don't have to love baseball to get a laugh or two from this one.

Conan O'Brien 1864 Baseball
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A Sunset

Ok, so when I'm upset I write. Sue me. :)

The following pic does not do the image justice. It was taken, by necessity, on my cell phone from a grocery store parking lot.

As the sun set a corridor of natural light cut through the blue/purple sky, looking as if it was emerging from the ground and rising to the heavens. It was honestly breathtaking. I don't think much or any of that translates into this picture, but it is what it is.

Oh, to continue the wicked, Dennis the Menace ways of Smiley - the kids are great fans of hard-boiled eggs. 'Seems he took an egg upstairs, I would think under the assumption it was hard boiled, and cracked it- all over my comforter set.

Nice.

Smiley's Trip to Chuck E Cheese

On July 25th Lisa and I took Smiley to Chuck E. Cheese. No other kids,  just the Little Man. He crumpled the above photo, btw, so do not adjust your monitors.

It was a weekday afternoon, very quiet, not busy at all. Smiley seemed to relish the time alone with his parents and it was good to be with him. I don't regret having four kids - I'd have more if Lisa would give the nod - but I will admit there's a certain calm harmony to focusing on one or two alone.

Why is he crying in the next shot? I don't remember, but I think we were denying him use of the tunnels until he ate a piece of pizza.

A good time, very sweet and relaxed. I think when we venture to Chuck E. Cheese's we'll try to take only one kid at a time from now on.

BTW - right after my last post I went to take a tortilla chip and some salsa. I immediately spit out the salsa. "Smiley!," I yelled. "What did you do?"

Turns out he dumped some bubble liquid into the brand new, just bought salsa, then mixed it up. I'd ask him what the heck he was thinking or planning, but since he doesn't talk (no sarcasm intended) it'll always be a mystery.

Criminey. Serves me right for waxing poetic about them. ;)

Oh Lord am I down tongiht

I am very melancholy tonight.

For one thing the kids are going back to school on Monday. [Well, not Smiley, he starts the 2nd of September, but the girls restart the daily grind at the conclusion of this weekend]. It's ridiculous really. They ended school midway through June and they're going back nearly a week before August ends. That's a miscarriage of childhood, and I'm not being facetious.

I had so many worries going into this summer and yet it turned out to be a great experience. It was jam packed with activity without coming off as forced or overdone, and I had a blast. There's so many things I haven't even had a chance to blog about yet and I hope to get to them soon.

Meanwhile I look at the kids and I already miss them, troublemakers though they may be. To compound this mood  I've seen a lot of 'old' photos recently and their similarites just jump out at me. YaYa's baby pictures could pass for Lump, and she and Smiley share so many features and expressions, while LuLu shares traits with them all.

Appearances aside you can look at the pics and never doubt which child is which. In each of their photos there'sa ray of their personality shining through. There are  many traits and expressions that are there right out of the gate and come through every day even now, so many that you will never fully convince me that 'nuture' overcomes 'nature' in a human being.

Gawd, I'm down.

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You may recall that quite some time ago I mentioned that my parent's were in a legal dispute with my Uncle over my Grandmother's estate. No details here, but suffice it to say they lost and the house was forcibly put on the market. Late last month I got a call saying it had been sold.

This is the house I grew up in from '77 to '96, the house my Mom grew up in, the home where both my Grandpa's passed away, a house where many of the family's memories reside. And in one week it will be gone, in the hands of someone outside the family for the first time in more than a half century (longer, if you count the step-relatives of my Grandfather who lived there prior to them).

In many ways I'm glad to see the family move on. For every good memory, and there are thousands, there is a more recent memory to muddy the waters. Certainly the fierce fight over the house did no favors to thememory of my Grandma and the bad blood it created appears to be permanent.

The neighborhood has also slid downhill. I'm not very suburban, and resided in what many people consider a 'bad' neighborhood for years, but there are times when my Mom's block makes me nervous.

They are also, to my knowledge, the last of the Polish/German families who worked so hard to build the neighborhood (both sides of my family worked on the house and many in the area). With their departure it will be solidly Mexican up and down the block. Not a bad thing, mind you, but a marked departure from the block where my Grandparent's would converse with their neighbors in Polish. The city moved on, and now so will they.

I spent several hours today at the house, and for the first time I started to mourn the building.  I have plans to spend those last hours of the last evening of the last day with my family, sharing a meal in the same place we celebrated so many birthdays and holidays.

Jesus, I'm depressed. I think I may just tear up, and I am not a crier, the last time I shed a tear being when my Grandma passed two plus years ago.

I'm sure I'll write more on this later.

Cashback - Review

                           

Cashback is a 2006 British film by director Sean Ellis. Ben is a art student who recently broke up with his long time girlfriend and is now haunted by insomnia. To pass the time he takes a third shift job at a local supermarket, joining a cast of oddballs and misfits right out of Office Space. Ben, however, has a special gift: he can stop time, taking the moment to savor the beauty of the female form.

It sounds like an odd movie, and in many ways it is. Mind you, don't let the sci-fi slant slow your interest.  In my opinion the 'stopping time' bits could have been cut completely without jeopardizing the plot or rhythm of the movie. [And call me crazy, but when a guy stops time, uses it to undress women in the bread aisle of a supermarket and then draws their naked form, I'm not buying the 'innocent pursuit of art' argument]

No, it's odd in that peculiar British way. While I'm a big fan of their comedy (and most of the BBC programs I've seen), it falls inevitably into one of two categories. It's either over the top (see Benny Hill, Monty Python) or so damn slow and sad that you double-check the DVD case to make sure it wasn't put in the 'comedy' section by mistake.

Cashback is the latter. There is depressing first-person narration throughout the movie (fast becoming a pet peeve of mine) which treats us to glimpses of Ben's childhood, his sexual awakening, his brooding over his lost love, blah blah. Not that some of it isn't funny (such as his friend's Mom misunderstanding why he and his buddy are aroused) but much of it misses the mark.

The character of the supermarket boss is over the top and heavily influenced by The Office, and some of his parts provide the audience with genuine laughs (cue the soccer, er, football sequence).

Oh, and from the midpoint on it somewhat awkwardly transforms into a mild romantic comedy.

I'm still rather confused as to how I feel about the film. Let me know what you think if you see it.

2.5 out of 4, 70 out of 100.

Tags: Cashback, Sean Ellis

The Walking Stick

Those of you who've followed this blog for awhile will remember our fondness for (non-pest) insects. In the last year we've had a walking stick and a praying mantis, crickets, lightning bugs, and a mantis egg sack that regrettably never hatched.

Still, when the business manager motioned for me to come with her down the hall, her cell attached to her ear in a serious conversation, I was thinking it was a solemn work issue. Instead, God bless her, she pointed to a large walking stick on the ceiling and continued her conversation.

There are perks to working on a property adjacent to eight acres of woodland.

I captured it in a vase, put plastic wrap over the top and took it home with me.

The kids were thrilled, especially YaYa.

Look carefully at the next photo and you'll see the walking stick in her hair, having just crawled off her cheek.

She took it with her to visit her Grandma, promising to look up its diet online overnight.

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The morning after that 3.2 mile ride I spent the day at work  sore and achey-breaky up and down my legs. Even so when I went home I loaded up Smiley and LuLu and biked to and from the library (1.4 miles roundtrip). I'd wanted to take Lu alone, believing she was due some 'alone time', but Smiley really wanted to go.

It was no easier than the day before, although the kids were great this time out, but I had to do it: I was afraid if I didn't I'd retire the bike rather than face another work-out.

LuLu's Photography

The girls are more than happy to take my phone and snap shots of anything and everything.

 

The following is one pic Lu took from our car window, and I thought it was pretty enough to post here. I hope you agree.

Tags: LuLu

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