My Reality is the only reality

Mcfly

2008-07-08T15:55:00.000-07:00

I'm a nerd.

And that fact should probably bother me, yet it does not. I'm almost 30, my wife is wayyyyyyy too hot to be married to me, my friends are slightly hipper than me and still hang out with me, so I have nobody left to impress. Plus, I don't have the energy to fake it. So, how did I come to the conclusion that I'm a nerd? I'm usually asleep by 9:30pm, and up at 5am - and I like it that way.The majority of my TV exposure revolves around mass consumptions of the History Channel,Discovery, National Geographic Channel and PBS. I recently got satellite radio thanks to my super in-laws, and I picked Sirius over XM because of the NPR selections. I'm only scraping the surface of my dorkery. What's the point? There is a show showcased on NPR called"This I Believe" If you haven't gotten down on this, you need to.

I was listening to some archives this morning, and I started to think, other than my theological convictions that are intertwined within my life, what do I believe?

1.) I believe that skinny jeans are the dumbest thing I have ever seen. I don't care who you are and/or how you are built, everyone looks like Danny Divito playing the Penguin in Batman

2.) Congress needs to pass a law banning any more reality television. Sweet Lord of Hosts, NO MORE!!!!!

3.) There needs to be a 60 day waiting period on:

a.) Naming your child. Before the name becomes valid, it has to be put before a panel of 3rd grade boys, they will tell you the truth, and the truth is "Ruger" is not a good name for a boy and naming your daughter "Baby" will insure that her career involves dancing on or around a pole.

b.) Tattoos. Do you really need the Chinese symbol for respect on your lower back? How about Irony? Do they offer that? Maybe in Sanskrit?

I'll Stop before I offend anyone else.

Out

Tight Rolled Pants

2008-07-03T14:10:00.000-07:00

Inspired by the 1980's themed brain storming session I took part in yesterday morning, I offer you the ultimate fluff Independence Day blog entry:

The best Part of the 80's.

The Goonies - Sally got so tired of me renting it, she bought it for me last year as a Valentines Day present.

Due to my love for over the top tributes, my attempt at an over the top Goonies image homage:

Apparently, there were action figures. But, if they weren't offered at K-mart or Sears, they weren't in the Collier house.

Goonies Cartoon

Truffle Shuffle & Grown Up Gonies

Andy....My first and longest lasting movie crush. It was a bitter sweet day when she was replaced by

Haley on The Wizard.

"I love the Power Glove.

It's So Bad. "

Out.

2008-06-19T16:15:00.000-07:00

Go here...pray for us...and baby Lando...yes, we're naming our child Lando.

Missions Blog

June...already.....really?

2008-06-09T07:38:00.000-07:00

The non stop summer has begun, and I have no delusions that I will pick back up on the regular blogging, but I figured a token effort would suffice for the constant observation (here is your shout out B) of my inconsistent submissions. Since it has been 6 weeks since the last blog, I offer you things that are good in the past 6 weeks, both new and re-discovered.

BOOKS

Why We're Not Emergent
ample stoking for my ever burning firey hot conservative propaganda against the "hip" church.

Marley and Me - read it before you're disappointed by the movie

MUSIC
The new Coldplay album - I'm not feeling the Sgt. Pepper jackets worn on the MTV movie award pe rf or mance, but a quality product all the same.

John Mayer Trio - Because those of you who hate John Mayer because it's hip to do so need to know that the guy is a sick musician and great song writer. I let this album fall out of regular rotation, but now it's back in. If even after listening to that, and you're still on the fence, watch this and understand my man crush.

TELEVISION

The Best Show on TV

You had me at "Hello Jack"

Out.

9 pm on a week night

2008-04-24T18:56:00.000-07:00

And I'm at Starbucks until the over dramatic horde of health and wellness product purchasing ladies leave my house.

So, for the masses - a few things I'm excited about that you too, in my oppinion, should be stoked about as well.

Smart People - I like Dennis Quaid. He won me over in Everybody's All American when I was a kid, and it stuck.

Jack Johnsons New album - just good.

Luke Wilson

being in a movie that isn't another poop sandwich. Maybe?

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My soap box has been in the shop

2008-04-07T12:16:00.000-07:00

4.14 - despite what the date above says..

My friend Colin says that the majority of people who blog spend the vast amount of their literary energy complaining, while my friend Neil thinks everyone who blogs is drastically self absorbed to believe anyone cares what they have to say. I agree with both. I have always been a fan of the status quot, it's how I greased through all levels of school, so why break the cycle now.

My rant today will exceed previous levels of self righteousness and be seasoned with incalculable amounts of vanity.

Can someone explain how and when Christians became:

A.) Incapable of creating our own culture.

Are we as followers of an inconceivably innovative Messiah so hard pressed and desperate to cling to the strands of the pop culture garment, that to prove ourselves relevant to the current ethos that we just carbon copy the most recent trend add "God"or "Jesus" to it and label it "Christian"? I know all of the arguments for providing a safe and positive alternative for kids and teenagers, I do this for a living; but I have to be honest, I'm pretty sure God wouldn't and doesn't want his name associated with some of this garbage.

We need to praise God for companies like Walden Media who partner up to make high end movies to save us from Omega Code 19.

B.) Equally incapable of thinking as individuals.

I'm walking our students through the book of Luke. In chapter 12, the masses following Jesus have surpassed 10,000 people, and Jesus does something that I think had become obsolete in a world of TV preachers
and Prosperity Gospel catastrophe. He takes time to instruct the twelve on how to live amongst reprehensible routine of religion. Before I make myself nauseous with an overload of self righteousness, I'll exit on this; seek out world perspective beyond heinous fact less e-mail forwards, double standard news channels and nebulous tradition.

Out

One more before April

2008-03-31T09:08:00.000-07:00

March's last blog consists of me asking you to watch how Sally and I will raise our one day quiver full of children. Watch

Out

2008-03-11T07:03:00.000-07:00

like the sands of an hourglass, so are the days of this blog...

2008-03-10T08:37:00.000-07:00

Things I'm excited about, that I believe in my heart of hearts you should be excited about too(I always hear people say "heart of hearts" and I have no idea what it means, so I thought I would give it a shot and see if it fits...it doesn't).

Step Brothers - re kindling the magic that is Will Ferrell and John C. Riley.

Astros 2008 - No more Ensberg or Qualls - praise the Father in Heaven.

Kevin Jetton Having teenage boys that will dress as suave as he did.
I think he was the tenor in Color Me Bad

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sigh

2008-03-05T07:21:00.000-08:00

tear.

Once a week is realistic

2008-02-11T07:56:00.000-08:00

Two things roaming the abandoned hallows:

A.) I went to Mexico this weekend to scout a family mission trip. After dozens of trips to border towns, not counting trips in my B.C. days, I have asked the Lord to strip me of pity. It's not pity that glorifies Christ; it's service. Serving those who are part of the same body, covered with the same grace and redeemed by the same Savior. Pity moves you to guilt for what you have and what they don't. Service directs you to humility. Pity drives you to an emotional reaction, while serving allows you to be the practical tool of an empathetic Creator.

B.) My folks were in town last week for my dad's yearly check-up to make sure his cancer is still in remission - which it is - praise God. I took them to the hospital and was sitting in the waiting room with my mom and she asked me why there is such hype over Amy Winehouse. My take is, even though she is a walking train wreck ,

she writes and performs her own music. I think people are nearing burnout on studio created music. Let me throw on my music snob hat, and instruct you to take a break from the heavy rotation of Fergie, T-pain, Sean Kingston and Beyonce and spend a few bucks and download a couple songs from people who write their own music:

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Neglected Blog...

2007-12-12T12:43:00.000-08:00

Feb 4th, 2008

I should be ashamed of myself for letting 9months go by without a blog; i should... yet I'm not.

Here, in honor of blogs past, the top nine observations weighing & consuming my A.D.D. madula oblingata:

9.) Brittish Humor is profoundly more creative than ours: i.e. - The British and orginal "The Office", Monty Python and the original three Guy Ritchie Movies

8.) Youtube coule be the worst and best invention of all time

7.) Will Ferrell could take a poo on a paper plate, film said poo and garuntee 20 mil opening weekend.

6.) If you have enough money and following of people with the intuition of sheep you can start your own church regardless of theology or call. I know everyone is expecting me to name church's in typical wade form - sorry.

5.) Just because someone is a Christian doesn't mean they are the best choice for the Presidency

4.) Marriage indeed gets better everyday - I don't think my wife even reads this blog, so that can't be consiered sucking up - just truth

3.) Teenagers are dealing with more than my 15 year old heathen mind could have conceived 15 years ago.

2.) Grace has an infinite multitude of humbling layers

1.) If people could divorce religion and church from Christ - a radical reformation would take place.

out.

Proud to be a Houstonian

2007-05-15T07:15:00.000-07:00

Even though I have lived here for 22 years, I have never been a huge fan of Houston...until now. Way to go H-town, Dallas can't hold us!

http://hosted.ap.org/dynamic/stories/R/ROAD_RAGE_RANKINGS?SITE=AP&SECTION=HOME&TEMPLATE=DEFAULT&CTIME=2007-05-15-05-30-22

The Wendell Baker Story trailer

2007-05-14T06:50:00.001-07:00

Ok, Luke wilson might have just brought himself back.

Blonde Ambition Trailer

2007-05-14T06:49:00.001-07:00

Proof that Luke Wilson has sold his soul to the devil. Respect level for the Wilsons at a whole new low.

Old man river...

2007-05-03T07:06:00.000-07:00

I'm an old man.
I have been told this since I was about ten years old. I'm not too sure exactly what it was about me when I was ten that brought about such accusations, but I'm very aware of what qualifies me as a senior citizen now. Primarily my opinions, interests and general disdain for pop culture. This came up again yesterday in a conversation I was having with a guy from my church. He told me I have "older interests" - translation: Old Fart.

So, in honor of all old young people, the top ten reasons I'm an old man.

10. I listen to NPR religiously

9. I am annoyed by every show on MTV

8. I loathe every show on VH1

7. Given the choice, I will pick an independent movie over a summer blockbuster 9 out of 10

times

6. I think the majority of rap is ignorant and inane - jay-Z, kanye, nas and the roots excluded

5. The West Wing is the best 1 hour drama ever on aired on TV

4. 98% of top 40 DJ's need to be banished to a desolate area and stored in cargo containers like

the obsolete robots in I-Robot

3. If you're 16 and you don't have a job, you're lazy

2. Hot Topic is ridiculous

1. The church is going soft

I'm Going to E-rock tonight for a couple nights of camping. Stay tuned Monday for interesting stories and injury reports

2007-05-02T06:13:00.000-07:00

I was watching Letterman last night (Leno make me want to cut my own Achilles heel with a spork from Popeye's) with my friend Colin and Toby McGuire was on. Am I the only one who thinks this guy couldn't seem more disinterested if he tired? I rise above berating someones physical appearance, but Colin wasn't, and since I'm not above transcribing what other people recognize, here are his observations:

Small mouth, weak handshake and middle management haircut.

Colin's a jerk.

What the?

2007-05-01T12:26:00.000-07:00

So I have definitely been neglecting the blog. But, I'm back...in black.

Several months ago I wrote about Sally and I looking at houses. We put that on hold for a few months then jumped back in head first at the end of March. After looking at 20 houses in person and 200 online we found "our house".

We close May 17th, and we'll start moving in that weekend. Here's a few more for you to ooh and ahh over.

My friend Kevin, in all of his awesomeness showed me the greatest t-shirt company ever. But since I'm selfish and don't want anyone to have the same t-shirts as me, you only get to see samples, no website for you! Ok, I had a change of heart, if you can spot the website it's free game. It'll be like Where's Waldo.

Out.

You don't always die from tobacco.

2007-03-29T07:01:00.001-07:00

Sweet Lord of Hosts

Everybody needs somebody

2007-03-28T07:50:00.000-07:00

Just a short update...

I blogged about my boy Bao Xishun saving the lives of dying dolphins back on December 27th. I also mentioned that the 7 foot 9 inch "Don Juan" was looking for a wife. Sorry ladies, he has been roped, hog tied and put out to pasture. A few days ago Bao married 5 foot 6 inch Xia Shujian. We now know there is someone for everyone.

I mean everyone...

aaaaawwwww

New Blog Motivation

2007-03-26T08:52:00.000-07:00

I think I am going to need to start laying down a blog on a more regular basis. If nothing else, a hodgepodge of thougts, regurgitated readings and ridiculos expereinces; if for no other reason than to keep my wife from having to hear ALL of my absurd rantings on all of the stuff I inhale throughout the day.

Here are a few things that have risen to the top with me in the past few weeks.

First off, a self centered chart topper:

I spend way too much time in my own head. I don't know how many people stll watch Scrubs,

I think it's beginging to fade off the radar. I still dig it, but I seem to have an un canny knack to build an affinity for shows that are doomed for cancelation. i.e. Studio 60, 4 Kings and Boomtown

If you can relate > http://www.brilliantbutcanceled.com/

All that to say, on Scrubs, half of the show is Zach Braff's inner monologue. I feel like that's me. Not so much with the hip moosed hair and awkwardly big lips, but I live in my head. I'm not sure what that's all about. If I read something engaging, I will walk circles around it in my head for hours. I do that with conversations as well. I don't have an obsessive desire to go back and change what I did or didn't say, I just run the replay. Now I'm trying to figure out why I felt the need to write this?

Back story on my second life revelation:

John Piper hosts an annual Pastors conference in Minnesota each year. I have never been, and now that it has become the trendy thing to do, not sure if I can force my anti commonplace/rebellious/cynical/jaded ego to make the pilgrimage. I have a hard enough time reading his books. Not because the man isn't a humble genius and his understanding and interpretation of scripture blows my freaking skirt up, but because I wanna vomit due to the fact that the 20 something ministry types sip coffee and regurgitate his personally theology like it's their own then attempt to judge me because I won't take part in that thrill a minute keebler elf mental giant exchange. I'm a jerk. Anyway, I have allowed myself to sidetrack.....imagine that.

Piper preaches biographical sermons at the conference, and before Amazing Grace came out I listened to his sermon on William Wilberforce. Piper justly refers to Wilberforce as a "Big Soul". I have been camped out with that term for over a month now. I let that term marinate as I read through the book of Hebrews. The author of Hebrews lists of their hall of Fame of big souls in Hebrews 11.

As I read the stories of these big souls, taught my students the 3 references to Abraham in the hall of faith and marveled at Moses and Noah, I have been burdened to surround myself with Big Souls.

I sat with Uncle in New Mexico two weeks ago whose body is rapidly giving way to cancer overrunning his body . I actually sat between my dad and my uncle, who is my dad's oldest brother. I listened as they told stories of growing up in the depression with no running water, electricity or assurance of the next meal. Memories of picking cotton at the age of 6, and CONSTANT references to the grace, deliverance, sovereignty and power of God.

Dan Collier (My Dad) Home Collier (My Uncle)

Big Souls.

Where to start

2007-02-26T08:04:00.000-08:00

It's been two weeks since my last blog, which if I did this for a living would translate to iminate termination. But thankfully- this is not my job. However, I will dedicate this blog to people who do a crack job!

James Cameron:

Here's to you. You made one "blockbuster" movie, that in my humble opinion was criminally overhyped. But, to your credit you made enough money and celebrity to spend the past 10 years convincing companies to fund your Steve Zissou like mini sub expeditions. Don't worry, we won't leave out your executive producer title for the monumental FBI/Surfer Bank Robber masterpiece Point Break. Now, however, you have reached you panicle. You have indisputable evidence that Jesus and Mary were married, AND they had a son. Thanks James - I am so "convinced " ( they don't have a sarcastic font, or I would have used it there.) http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/news/article-23386857-details/I

Louis Farrakhan

You crazy crazy S.O.B.!

I don't have one item in particular to salute you for, jut simply your compilation of K-razy reversed racism rants, anti goverenment propaganda, and delicious bow ties! You're stepping down as the Leader of The Nation of Islam this week...you will be missed....I'm assuming.

In the Category of most predictable Train Wreck:

Britany Spears - I don't even have to write anything - the G.I> Jane pic says it all.

Daniel Radcliffe : Way to traumatize children by transforming from sweet innocent wizard in the Harry Potter films to Horse "Loving" dude on stage in Eguus.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Yikes.

Everybody's Gotta Pay

2007-02-12T07:52:00.001-08:00

2007-01-22T08:55:00.000-08:00

Big weekend. Manning is golden. Golden.

I don't care if you think he is too hyped. One, if you believe that, you're a moron. Two, hype or no hype, one of the most amazing comebacks ever. I think Urlacher and the Chicago D can be the best in the NFL but they are going to get stomped.

I filled up this morning for $1.96 a gallon. Thanks Kroger Plus Card! When I first started driving gas was 86 cents a gallon at the Texaco by our house. My truck had a 15 gallon tank and got crazy gas mileage. My 30 hour work week check from K-mart went crazy far then. I can't imagine people grinding away for minimum wage now.

I have been thinking about my first car today. Here's how that story goes.

My brother turned 16 in 1986. After he got his license (in our house you couldn't take drivers ed until you had already turned 16, and you had to take it through the high school - complete with the driving simulator located in the single wide trailer behind the school) he got a 84 Toyota Tacoma.

Pretty Marty McFly.

Two years later, my sister turns 16. She suffers through the film strip simulator via the mildew fragranced trailer. Her reward: The sweet 91 Ford Festiva dream machine.

Which now retails for a pocket busting $490-$650. Should have held on to that beast; it could turn a bigger prophet than Desert Storm Trading Cards - someone stole my Wolf Blitzer. It unfortunately met it's demise through the back end of a Chevy 3500 diesel monster that folded the Festiva up like an accordion. I didn't turn 16 for another 5 years. What happened in those five years you ask? After my sisters Festiva met an ugly and untimely end, she got a used Nissan Sentra. In all fairness, it wasn't a good car to start out with, but the electrical system eventually burnt up and was no more. Now in college, dear old dad got her a turquoise Pontiac Lamanse, which was a product of the "How about all auto makers make really bad hatchbacks" trend. After she ran it into the ground, she eventually inherited my parents Eddie Bower Ford Explorer. From there she was on her own to purchase transportation. My brother drove the Tacoma into the early years of college where he decided it wasn't necessary to change the oil....ever; which subsequently sent his engine to the junk yard in the sky. My folks gave him their old sedan which he drove several years before eventually being on his own and buying his own car.

Why did I feel the need to tell you all of this? When I was 16, I assumed the trend of gifting a car to the 16 year old child would continue with the youngest son. I had several back issues of "Auto Trader" and had highlighted several items of interest for my dad. I was informed that my option for a vehicle was that I could buy my dad's truck from him. Yea, that's right, BUY his OLD truck. I wasn't as put off about having to buy my own car, I have always been pretty self sufficient, but the fact I had no choice of what to buy. My first taste of Communism. Brutal. So from 94-98 I drove the Blue Barron. 1989 Chevy s-10

Jealous?

2007-01-11T09:23:00.000-08:00

Two blogs in one week...who knew?

As if I needed another reason to loose respect for/hate/wish a painful death of wrathful flying monkeys on Barry Bonds. If they are gonna black ball McGuireand the continue to let this moron play... http://www.nydailynews.com/front/story/487795p-410640c.html - I might have to boycott pro baseball and find refuge in the college ranks like I have with football and basketball.

In other news. Looks like the marathon dream is dead....at least for now. Unbeknownst to most everyone, I had been training for the Austin marathon. But, it seems I have developed a premature type of tendon and joint arthritis. So I have cut the running in half and started swimming and biking and lifting again this week. Sprint Triathlon season starts back up again this spring, so I think that might be the new adventure. I have been looking into training regiments and this Korean sub-zero training seems to be the most time to result beneficial.

I'm on it.

2007-01-07T11:56:00.000-08:00

Ever have a story to tell that is so ridiculous you just can't can't paraphrase?

A group of us left Saturday the 30th for a ski trip in Breckenridge. The thought was, if we leave Dallas early enough (5am), we can get checked into our condo, go grocery shopping and pick up our equipment rentals that night, so we would be good to go first thing the next morning.

We stopped in Amarillo for lunch (we ate at Subway, although the 72 ounce steak did sound appealing). and we were making record time, but as we got just North of Amarillo we started seeing signs that the road was closed due to weather about 90 miles north of where we were. My friend Jimmy and his Fiance where already in Colorado and sitting in front of a computer, so I designated him Goose to my Maverick. He would periodically call me with updated road reports/closures from the D.O.T. as I was leading the caravan of death through the frozen tundra. For about two hours we were flying north west, attempting to swing around the road closures while making northern progress. We then were thrown a dirty curve ball. We had traveled so far into the middle of nowhere that we were left with only one option to head north. It was "closed". We decided that closed was relative and we headed down the "closed" road.
I was on less than a quarter tank of gas, no problem since the next town was in 19 miles, and the first two miles of closed road were in better condition than the open roads we took to get this far. Within the next mile the road turned AWFUL. More awful than that..the next town didn't exist, then town that was 10 miles past that, Amistad, wasn't as much of a town as it was a cultish compound consisting of a Methodist church, a 1a high school and no gas station. Excellent. We reached the point of no return, were forced to turn around by the snow plow company, and found refuge with a farmer named Chuck. This all had the makings of incredible horror movie. Chuck ended up being one of the nicest men I have ever met. Even when we knocked on his door during an ice storm. He found an old hose in his hog barn, helped us syphon gas from Chris' truck into mine. We thanked him for his time and headed back the way we came. There was a hotel in the town we came from, where we could bunker down for the night and wait out the storm. But oh no my friend, we were on a quest. So we got the latest road reports and spent the next 6 hours zig zagging through Texas and New Mexico. At 11 pm, after MANY attempts to make our way onto I-25 and becoming honorary members of the tucker sub-culture via a Love's Truck Stop, we got locked down in Las Vegas. No, not that Vegas, Las Vegas New Mexico. No hotels to be had by that time, so we found uncomfortable cots and grumpy old volunteers at

the make shift Red Cross shelter in the local elementary school.

The story gets exceedingly less interesting from 4 am the next morning on. They did have delecious Daylight Donuts

for us as we headed out to find open highways.

Highlights of the rest of the trip: my friend Chris fell so hard he had to be taken down the mountain by ski patrol on one of those rad little sleds and we watched Boise State amazingly upset Oklahoma.

I hope next years trip provides a little excitement.

2006-12-27T09:04:00.000-08:00

I'm officially closer to 30 than 25. A little depressing yes, but I woke up this morning feeling a little more distinguished. Could just be a 9 meal a day hangover from the long weekend though...I'll let you know.

So what have you done to prove yourself as a animal activist? Bet it's not as cool as my

boy Bao Xishun.

http://www.wsbtv.com/news/10532149/detail.html#

I opened a lobster trap and released them back into the ocean once. I fear that might not be near as impressive.

After reading the story of Bao saving the dolphins, I googled him. Apparently he's in the market for a lady friend. Well. here you go ladies - the worlds tallest man, and evidently he's quite the suave dresser.

Look out ladies!

Concert and family reviews coming later in the week.

2006-12-20T10:25:00.000-08:00

I got pulled over by this guy the other day.

It obviously wasn't this exact cop. That would be pretty sweet if it was. But this is basically him. Same sweet glasses. I deserved the ticket. I was speeding. I was aware of this at the time. By the time he got to my window I had my license and insurance out. I broke the "law", I get a ticket. So I figured my expediting the process would make me and Ponch square. But hey, captain power trip instead harassed me about my drivers license address not matching my insurance address. Again, I was in the wrong. I should have changed it the past 16 months since we have lived in our new place. I hadn't, cite m if you need to. I deserve it. What do I not need? To be berated by a man with a moustache. I made a witty comment that should have landed me in handcuffs. But, it didn't. I'm happy. I don't want to go to jail...again. What? Anyway - moral of the story? I have no idea. But cops make me laugh. I respect the heck out of them-but they make me laugh.

Other new developments in life:

I am going snowboarding in two weeks. Pretty stoked. I haven't been in 5 years. Last time I went I broke my foot. It was not what you might call an enjoyable time. This could be a long story, I won't bore you. The highlight of the story. While snowboarding home from work one day I broke my foot. Since snowboarding was an Interregnal part of my job, my services were no longer needed so I packed up, caught a ride home from a group of friends from college who happened to be skiing in the next town over, and headed home. All of the cars in the caravan o' rich kids were full except for a Tahoe with two girls I didn't know and due to the excruciating pain in my foot, I had no desire to get to know. I was faced with a dilemma. My foot was throbbing like the dickens, and I wasn't in the mood to make fifteen hours of small talk with two girls whose dad paid not only for their $900 ski's locked into the roof rack up top, but the $35,000 Tahoe the rack was attached to. Solution: I told the girls that the Dr.'s in Vail gave me some really strong medication that made me incredibly drowsy, so if it was OK with them I would just sleep in the back. So to effectively enact my ruse, at the first gas stop, after paying for their tank of gas I took five Nyquil's. (don't try this at home - a mere mortal could die) Legend/rumor is I snored from Denver to Dallas. Don't be jealous.

2006-12-06T06:56:00.000-08:00

I orginally wrote most of this blog last Wednesday, but due to the fact I am a very important person I am just now getting back to it.

Sylabus's are great. Know what else is great...reading them. Finals week is this week. Know what I had last tuesday night in my Tuesday night class? A final. What? Aparently, i didn't read the portion of the syllabus that stated to "help" us with our final schedule, we were going to have the final a week early. Awesome. Not my most noteworthy of test prformances, but I came out ok I think.

Two realizations I have come to in the past two weeks:

1.)I am addicted to more things that I would like to admit. Addictions imply weakness. I normally don't choose to recognize my humnaity but since this is my private diary, I feel like I can confess my grevious sins... Dear Diary, these things I can't live without......

Too many I know.

Realization # 2.) I want to see a lot more places than I have seen . Sally tells everyone that if it were up to me I would spend all our money on traveling. I can't argue.

10 places I want to see in the next five years.

BOSTON >see the green monster in person

U.K. > looks like we are going this summer

CANADA> canadian rocky mountains

THE REST OF SPAIN > only seen parts

THE REST OF ITALY> see above

OREGON/WASH ST. > sit and speak with my hippie friends

ISREAL > obligatory Christian destination

AFRICA > i need to adopt some kids and get famous

ALASKA > the home of eskimo pies? are you kidding me?!

AULSTRALIA > 100 year storm (long live sawyze)

2006-11-30T07:02:00.000-08:00

So, as of yesterday we officially have yet another celebrity who knows how his teeny little shoe tastes.

Well played Devito. Here's to staying up all night with the sexiest man alive then making a sloshed fool of yourself on National TV. Cheers!

http://news.aol.com/entertainment/tv/articles/_a/view-bleeps-bush-bashing-devito/20061130065009990001

I have never wanted to be famous less in my life.

As hard as it is to believe, Sally and I are going o be married two years on Monday. If you count the three years we dated and were engaged which I do, it's been five years.

I'll spare you having to skip over the mushy details and just say this: I love my wife. Life without her would be as my friends south of the border say "El' Sucko". I know it's not really Spanish. Pretty soon we are going to make the jump from throwing our money away every month renting and buy a house. We are going to look at this one today.

I want to pull into this driveway every night.

Last weekend was one game short of the best sports holiday weekends of my life. The Ag's beat Texas, the Cowboys stomped Tampa and the Mav's waylayed the Spurs. The only thing that would have made it sweeter would have been the Stro's crushing the Cardinals is the 1st ever Thanksgiving MLB double header. Although, we did pick up Carlos Lee for a smidge over what he's worth, so I'll go ahead and call it a Hat Trick.

I rediscovered Ben Taylor this morning. he has a new album out and is touring the world. Hopefully he will pick up his dad's slack and actually make his way to Houston. Check it out.

www.bentaylorband.com Thank me later

2006-11-22T06:18:00.000-08:00

Robert Altman died yesterday. 1925-2006.
If you don’t know who Robert Altman is, you have missed out on some amazing movies. Altman made a ridiculous amount of movies and much less importantly, a few of my favorites.

I heard an NPR interview with Elliott Gouldlast night. He was asked bout his experiences and friendship with Altman. He said that actors would stand in line to have a bit part in Altman's movies, because the way he directed forced them to be a better actor. What a legacy. How incredible would it be to have that on your tombstone? “People longed to be around _______ because they forced them to be a better person”.

Almost started to go deep there. It was gonna be my NBC
"The more you know" moment.

Have you seen “The more you know’s” from the Office? Brilliant.

http://www.nbc.com/The_Office/video/office_psa_meteor.shtml#video

Have a great long weekend. Eat a lot of turkey. Tell your parents how much you love them. Sleep a lot.

2006-11-21T12:36:00.000-08:00

I'm moving my blog from the Myspace. I figured if I had a specific blog, I might do so more often. We'll see.

I dig the Holidays. I jump into the Holiday cheer. I exude Yule. That sounds kinda gross. Alas, i like this time of year all the same. This calls for my top ten best things about the holidays. (in no particular order). Due to my love for this time of year the Velveeta might spring up withing me.

1. The Christmas and Thanksgiving Charlie Brown Specials. "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!" ranks up there too

2. Pumpkin Spice Late' and Egg Nogg Late' from Starbucks

3. The obligatory special holiday episodes of my favorite shows

4. Neighborhoods full of kiddo's out of school

5. Holiday Movies. Not the Hallmark or Lifetime original filth, but Movies marketed for the Christmas season. i.e. Last years The Family Stone

6. Driving around the neighborhood looking at Christmas Lights

7. Candle Light Christmas Eve service

8. Getting to wear my much hipper cold weather wardrobe

9. Bowl Season

10. The inevitable hokey Christmas cards my married friends send out with pictures of their wuss dogs with sweaters on.

Wanna see humanity at it's worst? On Friday, grab a Starbucks and a snack, take your favorite lawn chair and set up camp inside your local Wal*Mart or Target. Disgusting.

Humanity at it's finest? Make a trip down to the Star of Hope Mission downtown on Thursday and watch families serve together with the feeding program. If that doesn't warm your heart your a cyborg.