Monday, June 30, 2008

I am that guy.

It seems my attempts of not becoming old, has failed. I find myself doing and saying old guy stuff. For example I have noticed that any time I see a boy wearing his jeans around his knees I say,"what is wrong with these kids nowadays?" You have to agree that looks pretty stupid. Although I used to wear a jacket that made me look like Michael Jackson in the eighties. Neither one is inexcusable. The strange thing about all of this is that I don't really feel old. Okay I can't drink myself threw a work week or shake off an occasional hangover. Those days are over, they have been replaced with waking up early and walking the dog.

As I grow older I find myself having a lower tolerance for stupid people. Its not that I hate them, its just that I would prefer them not be a part of my normal day to day life. I know, now I sound like the old man on the porch yelling, "Get of my laaaaaawn." I actually look forward to the day, the day when I am so old that people with think its cute when I yell and rant. I just picture myself in a rocking chair with some nice whiskey on rocks. How I long for that day.

So I guess I am that guy, who as he gets older finds more things to complain about. The good thing is I have a very loving wife who will listen then laugh. Now that is all a guy can ask for, someone to listen and understand. Even if it makes no sense at all and borderlines on insanity.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Ferrari California

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Ok, this is my weekly car post.... yeah I am a sucker for a nice Ferrari. This is the reincarnation of the 1961 Ferrari 250 GT California Spider. You know the one Ferris borrows from Cameron's Dad's garage in, "Ferris Bueller's Day Off." Both are classics in my book.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Dinner and a show.

So how did you spend your Sunday evening? Well Nicole and I decided to do dinner and a show. No it wasn't your standard dinner at Applebees and a sticky floor movie down on the levee. We decided to cross the river, that right let me say that again, we crossed the river. For those who know me at all, you know that took some courage. I must say I am glad I did.

We started out with dinner at Andy's Mediterranean Grille and I must say the food was spot on and what I expected. Funny story though, before we got there I commented to Nicole that ever since I have grown the beard I look Middle Eastern/Mediterranean and she rolled her eyes at me. Although when we walked into the restaurant the owner "Andy" thought I was a close church buddy of his. Nicole and I laughed, then I said, "you see the beard is very exotic." I love my summer beard.

From dinner it was only a short drive to the theatre, that's right theatre with like real actors and playbills and stuff. I know kind of surprising from me huh. Nicole ordered the tickets online and she did a great job because they where perfect, right in the front row to the left of the stage. The show is called, "The Great American Trailer Park Musical" and when I saw the stage there was no mistaken it was going to be funny. With Christmas lights strung everywhere to beer bottle vases reminded me of home... ok well not really but living in Kentucky we do have Wal-Marts enough said. This hilarious and tuneful domestic melodrama is set in Armadillo Acres, a North Florida trailer park, where having your baby kidnapped isn’t half as tragic as getting a bad perm. The story revolves around Norbert, a toll-booth attendant, and his despondent wife Jeannie whose 20-year marriage is threatened by newcomer, the hot young stripper Pippi. A comedy about agoraphobia, adultery, ‘80s nostalgia, spray cheese, road kill, hysterical pregnancy, kleptomania, strippers, flan, and disco.

On the way home Nicole said, "I need something sweet." Which means a trip to the dairy queen where we got blizzards. Well the diet can wait because it was the perfect ending to a perfect date with my wife.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Corvette ZR1

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Ok, since I started this blog back up I have been trying to stay consistent and write from the heart and be soulful. To be honest I only think there are two people reading this and they are both girls, thanks Andrea and Nicole. Anyway I have always held out for the chance that there may be one dude out there who may be reading this so I try to even out my blogs to cover all bases.

With that said, today I decided to blog about American muscle, I know pretty redneck, or as you would say up north WT. This video actually shows things still do get made in America. Not only made, but still at a high level of excellence. Even if it only gets 9 miles to the gallon and it cost you $200.00 to fill the tank for a nice Sunday drive to buy ice cream. All joking aside this is a sweet ride which combines performance and function to the highest level.

Ok one more Corvette joke, come on I kid because I care...... I think Corvette's tag line should be, "The Corvette, helping men get threw their mid-life crisis for over 50 years." Okay I am done....All yeah can someone let me borrow $

Saturday, June 14, 2008


Music binds us together in a very weird and winding way. It reveals our culture and our lifes. It defines us and tell a story about us that no one could understand, unless put into a song. I like when I here a song and I can close my eyes and escape.

I was listenning to XM today on the eighties channel and I was suprised to have so many songs rekindle so many old memories. You may, or may not know, I love music of almost any kind. Music can do so many things to you, sometimes only after hearing one note. Like the fist couple bars of "Start Me Up" by The Rolling Stones or the horns at the beginning of "Brass Monkey" by Beastie Boys. It's the feeling you get when you hear that song that reminds you of your first car or that first kiss.

There is something romantic about knowing no matter where you are, or what your doing, you can hear an old song and it can time warp you to a place you wish you could go back to. Here are a few songs that do that for me, I know they are pretty main stream but what can I say I am not a artsy fartsy kind of guy....

(Not in any order)

1. "Livin' on a prayer" by Bon Jovi
2. "Sympathy for the Devil" by The Rolling Stones
3. "Black" by Pearl Jam
4. "Eye Of The Tiger" by Survivor
5. "New York State of Mind" by Billy Joel
6. "Purple Rain" by Prince
7 "Sweet Caroline" by Neil Diamond (Eightfeet Edition)
8. "Running Down a Dream" by Tom Petty
9. "The Joker" by Steve Miller
10. "Open Arms" by Journey

What are yours?????

Monday, June 9, 2008

You can do it Rocky.

Well it's official I am on an exercising program so I don't die before I am 40. Ok, now I am not training for a marathon or anything so I am just walking for now. So this morning I got up, and Nicole,Lucy, and I headed out on our way. Now I am way out of shape,as of right now I am at a 38 BMI, so this is pretty much a necessity for me.

As we got half on our walk I noticed something. Lucy was struggling to keep up with us only after about half way on our walk. At moments she was stopping and taking refuge in the shade under a tree. Was it true? Was Lucy just as out of shape as me? I felt so bad because I feel like it's my fault for letting her get this way. I found myself being my dogs personal trainer, encouraging her to keep going, not to stop. I felt like Mickey encouraging Rocky to just go that extra mile. So here I am walking and about every few steps Lucy looks at me like she was saying, "Are you serious? No one said I was going to sweat."

Aside from Lucy being a diva, I really enjoyed time with the family. You see June 8th has not historically been a fun day for me. It is the anniversary of my Dad's passing. Normally I sit around and just feel blah, and make sure I don't catch any Father's Day commercials on TV. This year I decided to enjoy my life I have, and make new memories that one day I plan on sharing with my Dad.

Friday, June 6, 2008

We Won!

Well after terrible storms yesterday where some us saw tornados, today we celebrate a Cyclone! The Cincinnati Cyclones today became the ECHL Kelly Cup Champions. In front of over 12,000 fans, which is the largest in league history, the Cyclones won Cincinnati a championship. Something they haven't had since 1990 when the Cincinnati Reds swept the Oakland A's in four games. Nicole, and I took in the game from the fifth row and the crowd was buzzing and frankly a little confused. It was almost like they didn't know what to do or how to act. The cheering was not really consistant, well can they be blamed, Cincinnati is not used to rooting for a winning team. Even after the game people where looking at each other like, "should we flip a car and set it on fire?"

One thing I found refreshing in all of this, is that this wasn't the Reds or Bengals. It was a minor league team, making minor league wages, and winning because they want to be champions. Not because they can renegoiate a multi million dollar salery. Watching them, you could see it on their faces, they took pride in being winners. Not only that, but they where doing it for their fans. I think there is a lesson to be learned for the other professional teams in town. Play from your heart and give it all you have, because hard work makes champions, not gold teeth or fancy cars.

Thank you Cyclones for a great season!

Monday, June 2, 2008

Butterflies and XM Channel 115

As promised today we took Brianna to the Butterfly Show at the Krohn Conservatory. I personally found the show to be a little over hyped. Although, the best part was watching Brianna look around in amazement of all the different varieties of butterfly species. During our time there we asked Brianna a few times if she wanted to have a butterfly to hold on to in her hand but she declined to do so. I don't blame her I am not much of a bug guy myself.

Once we left the show it was time to make the hour drive and take Brianna back home. During the drive a few things stood out about my time Brianna. One moment defiantly stands out among the rest. This would be Sunday as we are leaving to take Brianna to the museum. Nicole turns on the radio to XM channel 8 (Eighties), within seconds we hear a voice from the back seat saying, "You know what? This is not the Disney Channel (XM Channel 115). Or when she put on multiple puppet shows for Nicole and I at the Children's Museum. Although when I grabbed her small hand to cross the street I realized what responsibility we have been given. A responsibility make sure kids have a strong hand to hold on to and admire. They need to know when they grab hold that we are leading them the right way in life. This is not easy but its a challenge I look forward to someday.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Building Memories

We had a great day at the Cincinnati Museum Center today. This picture was taken as Brianna and I where building a log home. We spent most of the day walking and learning about dinasours and climbing all around in caves and treehouses. Although I must say my favorite part was Brianna's puppet shows. Tomorrow its to the Butterfly show...

This weekend is wearing me out.