Thursday, October 04, 2012
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
In case you have not noticed, I really miss the Olympics (and it has nothing to due with the fact that I could watch 24/7 sports on TV with an all-female household. No seriously, that didn't factor in at all!!!) I miss everything about the Olympics, except for maybe the occasional commercial that had nothing to do with sports, even though they had an Olympic athlete parading around to sell their product. Like the skeet shooting Bronze medalist that touted the wonders of a new bathroom cleaning sponge. OK, I made that one up...but at least I came clean about it! Clean/bathroom sponge, that is funny!! You're right, it's not...
But all your fears and longings have an answer!! Take the Olympics home with you everyday!! You can simply make everything about your personal life medal worthy. It's simple (and if you call right now, we'll double the offer...), award those that live with you a medal for everything they do! If you're dreading cleaning out that one corner of the garage, make all of your children takes turns at it. And you can award them gold, silver and bronze.
Now I am lucky, I have 3 kids, so each one of them will get a medal. Although Lottie being 3 years old will probably earn all bronzes. If you have more children than that, wow you are going to have a fierce competition on your hands! And as a plus, have each child pick their own 'anthem,' so they will hear that when they win.
Be creative. Don't give away medals for mediocrity. Expect the best of them for each, uhhhhh, "sport..." You're household will thank you. OK, your household CHORES will thank you...
thrown together by Michael C at 7:23 AM
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Now Summer doesn't technically start for another week or so, but I like to be early. Yes, early as in I like my dinner at 4...just like the senior crowd. Who by the way, people often think I am a part of! Are Hawaiian shirts relegated to the older folks...I think not!!
Anywhoooo! It seems like summer. We've already been to the beach and Sea World and the twins have already been out of state with my parents (oh man, did that seem like a good break. Uh...I didn't mean to say that out loud!!) And...I got to attend the Beach Boys 50th Anniversary Tour! In fact, I'm listening to them while I put this post together. The grill has been used (although that's a multi-seasonal event) and shorts-wearing is in high demand. Actually in So Cal, when is it NOT in high demand??
So the Sounds of Summer are definitely in style in this house. Again, I don't know what that means. But go ahead and break out the sunscreen and your t-shirts featuring Weber grills!! Yes, there IS such a thing ;-)
thrown together by Michael C at 1:26 PM
Tuesday, June 05, 2012
The cursor sits on my screen blinking, as if to say 'I'm ready, but you aren't.' Do you find that happening to you once in a while? Uhhhh...me neither!!! I realize that at about line 2 of this post, I should have deleted it, but that is letting the cursor win. I also realize that you are thinking 'he's flirted with it for a long time, but he's finally gone crazy...' No comment... :)
I probably should just give you a bullet-pointed list of my best one liners, but it takes more than one line to work up to my jokes. Well, it takes me more than one line to work towards something. I think of them as jokes, but I always seem to say I'm sorry after delivering them! I could try to sell them to a stand-up comic, but I always enjoy jokes when sitting down. I'm sorry for that...I found it funny. Oh see, I said I'm sorry.
Well, I have wasted enough time with this post! But it's good to know that I can still sit down and write not a thing and still have it be 4 paragraphs. I'm also sorry for you if you stayed around long enough to read it! Wocka Wocka Wocka... :-)
thrown together by Michael C at 7:22 AM
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Actually I don't know if there is a band named that but if there is, I'm free to manage it, but it won't be free to manage. The band was named the Beach Boys and it was there 50th Anniversary Tour!! I have never written a review of a concert and I'm not about to now - other than to say it was KICKAWESOME!!! 40+ songs and it lasted at least 2 1/2 hours! You might be doing the math about how long the songs were, but back in the 60's most songs were 2 and a half minutes.
I have seen the Beach Boys many times, but this was the first with Brian Wilson, which made it all the more special. Now I guess I should have known what the audience would be since it's the 50th Anniversary of them getting together, but I can also be very "not-fast of mind." So, I was surprised that most of the audience were over 60 and practically all the men had Hawaiian shirts on! (Not that there's anything wrong with that...)
Maybe it's just the place we saw them at - a casino in Palm Springs. But as we were in the buffet line (ok, hold you're wise cracks) I complemented every guy I saw that had on Hawaiian shirt and asked them if they were going to the concert. Every one of them said they were. If I had that type of success rate, I should have gone to a casino! Oh wait...
So what I am trying to say is that the concert was stupendous and people over 60 years old and wearing Hawaiian shirts are my type of people!! I fit in better with that crowd than I do people my own age! All that I am missing is the gray hair! Uh-oh, I see one coming in...
thrown together by Michael C at 9:41 AM
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Ahem...moving right along!! In the time since I have not been able drive, I have discovered a new way to get from here to there. And, it's finally time I reveal it to you. It's...THE PASSENGER'S SEAT. That seat where you would put things while you were driving. It even has it's very own window! So, this is my Top Ten Things I Have Learned About Riding In The Passenger's Seat.
10. They say that the driver has control of the radio...but as a passenger, you have more time to get to it!!
9. You have time to actually read the map. Oh, who am I kidding? You still use the GPS to get where you're going!
8. You have the misfortune of being the one who passes out the food when you eat at a Drive-thru.
7. You get to look out the window as you drive along the coast!!
6. But you are STILL the one who has to gas up the car. I'm trying to figure out a solution to this!!!!
5. When you are playing the radio or a CD, you have to change the radio or CD when everyone tells you "not The Beach Boys...again!!" Hmmmm...that just might be something you're not familiar with....
4. YOU get to tell the driver where to turn! Or if you are me, you get to apologize for having the driver turn down the wrong street...
3. You can lead the passengers in a re-creation of "Bohemian Rhapsody" from Wayne's World!!
2. On the downside, you are constantly yelling "shot gun."
And the number 1 Thing I Have Learned About Riding In The Passenger's Seat:
You get to sleep while driving!!!!! Or, play dead - whichever is more fun...
thrown together by Michael C at 7:24 AM
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
But I don't think of it as a negative. Where would I put my thoughts (and no, the trash is not an acceptable answer) if they didn't. Where else would you have read about toilet paper, space debris, Star Trek, my disconnected railway of thoughts and having your own island if I didn't have a blog.
The answer is no where. Unless you were to break into my computer, but then the lawyers and cops would have to be called. I searched for the 'Anniversary of the Blog,' but found nothing. I think that's the first time I have not Googled what I have looked for (is Googled a verb...well, now it is). I have Googled 'where do I find recipes for fried lobster' and 'why does my computer shut down with no warning when I'm listening to David Hasselhoff's music' and I find things. OK, that last one is a lie. But I just Googled it and I found a quote from 30 Rock, so that's as good as finding an answer!! By the way, I just saw an ad for Scatt Recreation. Isn't a scat something animals do...or release? I realized that has no bearing on this article (well, either does Google) but I just wanted to share it.
Where else could you have read that last paragraph? I realize I'm asking a lot of questions and you probably thought that this was a non-participatory site, but the answer is 'what is a blog.' Well, the 'what is a' is optional, but I feel like I am really smart when I ask and answer things in a Jeopardy form. Try it. See, now don't you feel smart?
I really didn't know what I was going to say in this post, and I know, it shows. But the term 'they give anyone a blog' was just to ripe to pass up. Speaking of being too ripe, I smell something coming from the little one....
thrown together by Michael C at 9:28 AM
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
thrown together by Michael C at 9:18 AM
Friday, March 16, 2012
Hot on the heels of me offering to write posts for money (which was a joke, really. Honestly. Come on you can believe me) comes today’s pointless holiday that I am choosing to celebrate. Today is called Laugh and Get Rich Day. Now of course I can’t find anything about it on the Wondernet, so I am left to ASSume what we are supposed to do in honor of today.
As you might expect, I laugh…a lot. As you also might expect, I GET laughed AT a lot, too. The only problem is that all of my laughing has most certainly NOT made me rich and I’m pretty sure it hasn’t helped my coworkers (the biggest offenders of the laughing at me category) either. If they had gotten money for laughing at me, most if not all of them would no longer need to work and would be what people refer to as ‘financially independent.’ (When you read that last phrase, feel free to use air quotes. I did).
Maybe I haven’t made money laughing yet because I haven’t bought into the pyramid aspect of it. You’re familiar with the pyramid, right? No, not the one with all the clues on it and the snappy music and Dick Clark in really outdated blazers (though who doesn’t love that pyramid). I’m speaking of the symbolic pyramid where you get to watch me laugh for money and then start laughing yourself. Of course your initial laughing is not for pay because I get your money at first. But if you can get 3-5 people signed up to laugh at me, then you get a small percentage of my take and on and on. Eventually, I will be like the Darth Vader of laughing for money and you will all be my laughing storm troopers. Or maybe I would be the Emperor of laughing and you would be my Darth Vader and so on and so on. Hang with me; I know there’s a decent Star Wars analogy there. OK, how about this? I’d be the laughing Yoda and you’d all be my laughing Jedi. Yeah, that’s a pretty good one.
One thing is for sure though; if we work the pyramid correctly, I will one day be able to stand on the top of my pyramid (proverbially speaking, of course) and shout ‘I started a joke.’ I have always wanted to be able to yell that, because let’s face it, how often do we really get to reference Bee Gees song titles in our everyday comings and goings (it also gave me a semi-decent excuse to FINALLY use that cool drawing of the Bee Gees that I've kept on my hard drive for over 2 years now). And yes, I do realize that the rest of that lyric states ‘I started a joke that got the whole world crying, but I couldn’t see that the joke was on me.’ I am choosing to ignore that part though, because I am going to start a joke that gets 3-5 people to pay me, followed by another 3-5 people and then the 3-5 they’ll sign up after that. And I know what you are going to say to me when all the laughing money starts rolling in: ‘Michael, you are so rich now that you should be dancing.’ OH MY GOD, did you see that? I was just able to reference TWO Bee Gees songs in one post.
Well, I am off to try and make everyone I know laugh in the hopes of getting my
thrown together by Michael C at 8:34 AM
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Since we are in the Girl Scout Cookie selling season (that IS a season, right??) I though I would bring back this Girl Scout Cookie post from way back when. I do not think I used English properly there...
Some of the bats that Virginia officials have captured tested negative for rabies, but the concern lingers. Rabies shots have been strongly recommended for the girls who stayed at Camp Potomac Woods. The camp now plans on adding screens to the doors, windows and sleeping quarters’ eaves to combat the problem. Why they were not added before it became a problem is still a mystery. “It seemed so odd that our windows did not have screens,” said girl scout Susie Q. “I figured it was just cheap air conditioning,” she added.
“At first the bats sleeping in our rooms scared the striped fudge cookies out of us, but then we grew to love them and kind of like adopted them as like our pets,” another Girl Scout said.
With approximately 6 months until the Girl Scout Cookie selling season begins, federal disease officials are concerned. There are growing fears at the Center For Disease Control that having up to 1,000 rabid Girl Scouts going door to door trying to sell cookies could lead to a national rabies outbreak that could not be easily contained.
“Most citizens would succumb to the threat of a rabid Girl Scout selling cookies and buy them but there could be those stubborn holdouts who refuse,” said an anonymous CDC official. “In a rabid state, these Girl Scouts could then become irritated and violent which would help the rabies spread very quickly. So for the love of God, please buy Girl Scout cookies whether you can afford to or not!”
Girl Scout leaders have rejected the violent cookie selling theory and say they are not worried about packs of rabid Girl Scouts roaming the streets. In fact they are cashing in on the public’s fear and are working feverishly to release new flavors for the upcoming selling season. They hope that Bat Bars and Rabid Rocky Road will be hot sellers.
thrown together by Michael C at 7:48 AM