Friday, March 30, 2007

Chazz Michael Michaels Runs, Shouldn't You?

Thursday, March 29, 2007


This is Mikey.
Mikey is my youngest nephew.
Mikey had a game tonight.
Mikey hit 3 home runs.
3 hits over the center fielders head.
Mikey was named the game MVP.
Please note that in T-ball, sometimes the outfielders sit criss cross apple sauce and watch lady bugs instead of balls flying over their heads...but in no way should this information sour the title MVP.
Way to go Mikey!

Monday, March 26, 2007

A Quality Forward From My Dad

In 1986, Mkele Mbembe was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University. On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Mbembe approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Mbembe worked the wood out with his hunting knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Mbembe stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away. Mbembe never forgot that elephant or the events of that day. Twenty years later, Mbembe was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenage son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Mbembe and his son Tapu were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Mbembe, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man. Remembering the encounter in 1986, Mbembe couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant. Mbembe summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Mbembe's legs and slammed him against the railing, killing him instantly.
Probably wasn't the same elephant

I saw Hulk Hogan do it so I figured it must be good for you. Because Hulk is very athletic and healthy, mostly because of his glowing tan. My mom suggested the eggs would be prettier if we garnished then with some onions. Perhaps next time I will just sit in the sun and wear a bandanna and tights.

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Women, 101 and 85, mugged in New York City

This guy was video taped mugging an 85 year old women in New York, his second of the day, his first was 101. He punched the grandma's in the face and took their money. The surveillance camera showed one of the women taking the punches while holding onto her walker and she stayed standing, that's one tough grandma. And one pansy of a man. Take a look at the New York tough guy who beats up grandma's, I can only imagine what's gonna happen if a group of angry New Yorkers get a hold of him. Oh, to make it worse, the one grandma was on her way to church.

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Dolly Parton Is My Workout Partner

59 days till triathlon and I have a new toy. The nike+ nano thingy is so cool! There is a man who lives in my ipod and tells me how many miles I have run and how many calories and even my pace. It was so cool, I might have to actually run again tomorrow. The best part is during your run if your dragging you can play a "power song" which is supposed to help you get through the “oh my gosh I don’t know if I should puke or fall over first” feeling and just buck it up and finish your run. My power song is 9 to 5. Dolly makes me want to run, far and fast. I pretend she is chasing me.

I Went to Walmart Today

I think I know 4 out of the 5 people in this photo...I have a new thing I do...I go to Walmart. It started in Louisiana just cause I love watching people, especially in Walmart and double in Louisiana. And now that I'm back home I had a bit of an itch today and boy if I didn't scratch it at the Oceanside Walamrt...was it as good as said Houma, or Covington Walmart? NO! Did it smell the same? YES! How do they get all Walmart stores (and Target Stores) to smell the same? Hmmmmmm.

I also spilled a chicken burrito in my lap today while driving to my nephews baseball game. It was awesome! It was not a little piece of burrito either but a whole burrito blow out! Down the front of my jeans soaking up into the seat...My whole car not to mention my jeans smelled like a chicken. I looked rather cool walking up to the baseball field, I just pretended it wasn't there. It's pretty much my favorite coping mechanism, that and spending hours in Walmart.

A special shout out to my friend in Scotland who found out that his future pup will be born on Easter Day...oh!

Monday, March 19, 2007

Santa Barbara is Fun

I had fun tonight with hundreds of teens and their parents/sponsors and.....the lambs!
Long story, but it involves, frogs, hangers and an open window.

I also discovered that taking the train from Oceanside to Santa Barbara is much less traumatic than taking the train from Munich to Salzburg.

Friday, March 16, 2007

My Sister Is an Executive

I taught her everything she thinks she knows about on air presence.

Monday, March 12, 2007


It's hard to run here in Louisiana for one simple reason.
Renegade Mardi Gras beads.
They are everywhere! It's like running with invisible marbles scattered all over the ground. I have not fallen yet but many times my arms have flung wildly as I struggled to regain balance.
I look stupid, but at least I ain't wearing a moo moo...yet.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Happy Birthday Larry!

Just seems like yesterday you were 80...and alive.

Friday, March 09, 2007

Math Was Never My Strength

Due to a clerical error by my account I was mislead by the amount of days I have until my triathlon.
It's 72 days away.
Of thank the maker, that just makes all the difference!
Ample training time!
Heck, I might even do the full one now, [pause, pause, pause, pause]not!

Thursday, March 08, 2007

55 Days to Go!

That's right, I have 55 days to get my body into triathlon shape. Why do I do this?
I think I might like pain. Or I need new material and I know this will suplly ample.
This is only a half triathlon, but it's half more than sitting on the couch. Saints Preserve us!

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Howdy From Houma

I get loads of things accomplished when I'm in Louisiana. Things I would never do at home.
Basically it's because I sit on a couch with my computer in an office when my friends are working and I work.
It's really weird, my A.D.D. goes away once I enter in Louisiana, perhaps it's because I have nothing to do
I wrote an article, booked a flight, got engaged, read a book by an exorcist, listened to my sets to see if anything was CD worthy, saved a puppy from a burning building and ate a power bar.

Not all of those are true...I hate power bars.