Fantasy Football season

It’s already a sore subject between the wife and I.  I have ridiculously signed up for six leagues this year and I already feel the weight of my over commitment in regards to the weekend.  On Sunday the wife and I were discussing bills when I decided to take a peek at the Directv bill.  I was stunned to see that the price for the Sunday ticket has become so much.  I was given an early renewal rate which still put the cost for the Sunday ticket plus the super fan package at 400.00.  Considering the fact that I entertain most Sundays and that I will actually find myself taking advantage of the Sunday Ticket all of five or six times this year, I can’t validate that sort of fee. That’s nearly 80.00 per weekend that I get to sit down and enjoy all of the games.  Just looking at my calendar right now, I already have bookings on 7 of the 17 Sundays during the NFL season ticket season.  Even if I didn’t book another event on a Sunday as we get closer to November, December, and January, I am looking at 40.00 per weekend to have access to all of the NFL games.  So I told the wife that I was going to cancel it. 

I called Directv with two choices for them.  I would keep the Sunday ticket if they gave me the current new subscriber promo that offered essentially every channel for six months.  Or, they could cancel the Sunday ticket and lose 400.00.  The woman I was talking to didn’t offer me option A, but did create Option C that was appealing enough to keep me as a Sunday Ticket customer.

Her offer: 20.00 off my bill each month for the 6months billing.  (120.00 off Sunday ticket package) Free Superfan plan (100.00 savings) Free DVR service for 12 months (84.00 savings) and free movie channels for 6 months (180.00 savings).  In the end a simple phone call saved me over 300.00 of what I would have paid and also an extra 180.00 for movie channels that I would have never paid for to begin with.  I’m not saying that you should call all of your subscriber based services but I can’t remember a single call that I made to any of them while not under an agreement where they were unable to cut some costs and save some money on my bill. 

Speaking of which, my cellular contract is up with Sprint and they have been f’ing up my billing. I am in the stone age in regards to cellular technology which is humorous considering when cell phones were becoming popular I sold them and was always on the cutting edge.  Now I am torn between an iPhone and a Blackberry.  My company tells me that the blackberry will be better for email with work, but the iphone would be better for promoting my balloon business.  I can’t decided and the countdown is tminus 8 days until I can finally kick my sprint phone to the curb. 

Gotta run, my 6th and final fantasy football draft begins in less than two hours.   I wonder if they offer an addiction program for fantasy sports.

Filed under: Gay, fantasy, work

How long

Yesterday blew on all fronts.  If September maintains the suckage that was the first of Sept, then i’m in for a long long month. 

I was excited to leave the office a little early yesterday knowing this would be the only evening I would get to hang with the wife this week.  So, I was thinking about what I would cook for dinner.  As I am leaving my office, I decide to go the back way home so that I can swing by my brewing supply company to pick up the ingredients for my next batch of beer.  As I am driving I see a cop and before I know it, i’m pulled over.  As I sit there being told I was going 41 mph in a 25mph zone, I am looking up in front of my car at a 40mph sign not more than 200 yards up the road.  Apparently 40mph doesn’t begin when you see the sign as the officer informed me in high school during the classroom portion of drivers ed.  10 minutes later and a 75.00 ticket in hand I made it to the brewery supply store. Pick up the ingredients and am on my way.  The wife calls to tell me she’s working late, so I was on my own for dinner.  No biggie, since I wanted to bottle my 3rd batch of beer and get my 4th batch of beer in 1st stage fermentation.  That was my second run in with the law in less than four days. 

As a treat to myself after my ticket, I decided that I would sample my 2nd batch of beer that has been in carbonation for a week now while I was bottling batch 3 and boiling batch 4.  Batch two was a Raspberry Hefeweizen (think blue moon type beer with a raspberry flavor).  I poured it beer, it looked good but smelled horrible.  I took a drink and it didn’t taste very good either.  Batch two is a total waste.  I have almost 5 gallons (28 22oz bottles) of beer that I am not going to drink nor am I going to let anyone sample it.  Just another kick to the groin on a shitty afternoon.  A simple bump in the road as I shall call it. Batch number one which was an amber ale was ridiculously good and I could drink the stuff all day.  Batch 3 was bottled last night which is an american wheat, and batch four (Nut Brown Ale) will be ready for consumption in another two weeks.  I guess that beer making isn’t the most simple thing in the world and there will be times where I will learn from my mistakes.  I know now to never use Raspberries in beer.  What sucks is that I put so many hours into that batch.  I would guess that I worked on that batch of beer for a total of 10 hours time all together.  That and the 40 bucks for the ingredients and I’ve taken a big step backwards.  Oh well.  Hopefully for every step backwards I am able to take two steps forward. 

Back to the title.  One of my fellow employees died suddenly nearly three weeks ago.  I wasn’t close with him although my desk is all of 15 feet from his.  I had seen him in the office many times, but he was a newer employee.  My question is this.  How long after someone passes do you clean off their desk?  I walk by his desk right now and it’s the same as the day he left the office.  His photos of his family are still up, his notes for projects still sit right by his computer, it’s as if we are waiting for him to come back to the office.  I couldn’t imagine being one of the guys that sat right next or across from him having to look at it each day to be reminded of my friend that is no longer with us.  Just seems a bit weird to me. 

My final office quandry as I rarely ever talk about my day job is that they have offered to essentially cover my cellular expenses if I switch to the corporate plan.  While the 110.00 bill going away does sound nice to me, I am concerned that they will now own my phone number that I have used for a good 10 years.  My balloon business thrives on that phone number and if for some reason I left the company and they wouldn’t give me that number back, it would be downright detrimental to the balloon business since I have over 10,000 business cards floating around the suburbs of chicago with my cellphone number on it.  I was told that I could switch that number to a personal phone line before I left the company but with my luck I would get the axe and wouldn’t be able to put int he request before that and they wouldn’t give it back to me.   I have to believe they would, but do I even risk it?  My other concerns center on the fact that they essentially can look at everything I do on my phone.  While I do nothing worth hiding, I feel as if there would be a lack of privacy as if there is any such thing in todays digital age.  I am torn.  Honestly the 1400.00 a year saved would be great. 

That’s about it.  I have a crazy night tonight. I will be attempting to draft to fantasy football teams at the same time tonight which will be a first in my 12 years of playing Fantasy football.  I will be in person at one draft while doing the other online.  Hopefully all goes well, we shall see.  Have a great evening!

Filed under: Death, coworker, fantasy, train wreck, work

Summer is over

Where did it go?  It hit me especially this morning as the wife was up bright and early and ready for her first day in the classroom with her new kindergarten students.  Then I heard the sounds of rain drops on the roof and turned on the news to find out it wasn’t even 70 degrees out.  Add to that the fact that my favorite time of the year is upon us (NFL Football) and it’s suddenly fall. 

This past weekend was a whirl wind of a final weekend to the summer.  For the second year in a row I entertained for the wonderful people at Willie Wonka Candies company picnic.  This is always a curve ball for me since I have to dress up in clown and I’m not a clown.  Now my wife might argue with that statement but that’s a whole different post all together.  Five straight hours of twisting while in what I have thrown together as a clown outfit.  It’s not really a clown outfit so much as my own tuxedo with a top hat, bit clown tuxedo shoes, and a few dots of makeup on my nose and around my eyes.  This year there were three of us in clown and we did pretty good considering that there must have been more than 1000 employees and their families at this event. 

After the makeup came off for the day it was time to shift into party mode since we had people coming up to stay with us to celebrate the wife’s birthday. 

As a side note, on Friday night I was up all but 2 hours cleaning in anticipation of house guests on Saturday.  So, needless to say after little sleep and entertaining children all day on Saturday I was dragging come Saturday evening. 

So, based on the reviews of my good friend tom (www.stupidtom.com) I finally gave 5 hour energy a shot to see if it was as good as Tom said.  Our first of 5 house guest arrived before I had even gotten all of the grease based makeup off my face and I quickly put the small bottle of energy down my throat as if I were doing a shot of liquor.  It tasted liquor like and within seconds it was gone. That was at 6:00pm. 

Everyone begun arriving and we all moved out to our deck where some of my home brewed beer was served for the guys and I opened wine for the wives.  We didn’t have long as it was time to round everyone up for dinner.  We were off to Blarney Island to celebrate. 

Since Blarney Island is an Island in the middle of the Chain of Lakes you can only get there via boat.  So we went to the restaurant owned by Blarney Island called “Port of Blarney” where we had dinner and boarded a shuttle boat out to the island. 

In all we had 16 people out with us when we finally got on the island.  Two of our friends each have their own boats so they each met us out there.  In the end the wife got drunk.  Drunker than I think I have ever seen.  I was thankful that she had a lot of girlfriends with her because they were pretty much dancing all night.  I kept my eyes on her as drunk ass after drunk ass would move in on all of our wives.  Occasionally one of the husbands would be dispatched to go down to the dance floor to tell some drunk guy to back off of our wives.  I kind of anticipated that as the whole group of women were all dolled up and a large majority of the dudes were there looking to hook up.  I didn’t imagine having to shield the women from another woman though as there was this one drunk woman who was a leech.  She wouldn’t keep her hands off the wives and kept telling girls in our group that she wanted to get it on with one of the wives.  That was a little over the top.  But that pretty much describes Blarney Island anyway. 

We got back home around 3am and I contemplated for just a moment about writing a letter to the 5 hour energy people suggesting they rename their product 10 hour energy because I wasn’t even remotely tired having only slept all of two hours during the previous 48.  Instead we played wii until 4:30 in the morning and I wrapped up my celebration with a beer on the deck while staring at the stars.  It was a pretty crazy day. 

Sunday was the 1st of 6 fantasy football drafts and the beginning of what just might be a wonderful fall.  Tonight I bottle my second batch of home brewed beer and i’m excited.  A hefeweizen beer that I added raspberries to during secondary fermentation. If it’s anything as good as the first batch of beer I just might be in heaven for the next few months. 

This is the second year I threw a pretty big bash for Jeanne’s birthday and it seems to be well recieved.  Not just because it’s her birthday, but I assume it has to do with the fact that her friends are mostly teachers and the day falls on the last weekend before school begins.  I’m thinking this is going to be an annual end of summer/birthday bash that I throw now.

Filed under: Birthday, beer, fantasy, wife

It’s been a long time

…since Sept 9th, the last time I actually  laid anything on this wormhole of my mind.  I feel bad but I don’t.  Back when life had me by the balls and every spare moment was spoken for, I had time for this, but lately not so much.  I have actually tried to post no less than 4 times since then and every time I start a post and get a paragraph in something comes up and I get distracted only to come back and look at what I typed and gasp out loud. 

As weird as it sounds, nothing is really going on in my life since the emotional roller coaster that was my first attempt at becoming a father.  We have done several tests since then and it appears that my wife may have some weird things going on that need to be figured out before we lay the ground work for our next attempt.  This could put our plans on temporary hold until the doctors can figure things out.  Which sucks because for the first time ever I look at all of my friends and their children and I want one.  In the back of my mind I hear Mr. Myagi scream “Patience Daniel san!” 

It just happened again.  I am going to quickly finish this and walk away slowly since there is some force that wants to keep me from posting.  Speaking of force, after re-realizing why I love fantasy football so much last night while watching the final minutes of the Monday night football game (story to follow) I couldn’t go to sleep.  So, I tuned into one of my favorite shows on TV right now called Intervention.   The show follows around addicts and their family showing the world just how horrible addiction is and then goes into an intervention.  This show is like Jerry Springer without the chanting. There are heartfelt moments mixed in and the best part of the show is going on a rollercoaster ride watching them go from drug addict, to getting help, to seeing them overcome their addiction only to be hit upside the brain with text at the end of the show that says something like this:

“Jimmy stayed clean for three months”

“Jimmy relapsed and began using again once he returned home”

“Jimmy is now serving 12 years in Jail for armed robbery”

I watch that entire show for the buildup at the end that tells me whether they truly quit or if they are on the street now turning tricks to support their habit.   

I don’t know why I like the show so much.  I can probably relate to much of it since addictions run pretty high in my bloodline.  Wow, I just went way off the tracks.  So after watching the end of Intervention, a show came on but the remote just happened to be lodged under my wife’s arm and I didn’t want to wake her, so I let the show on ride while I tried to fall asleep.  Following intervention a show called Paranormal State came on, and I probably don’t have to tell you this, but I don’t recommend falling asleep to a “reality” show on ghosts and spirits.  I had some pretty F’d up dreams that are too F’d up to mention here. 

Back to football.  Last night while my wife slept next to me in bed, I watched the final minutes of the Monday night football game as SanDiego played New York.  I play fantasy football…err…let me rephrase that.  I live fantasy football from mid August until February each year, I am a football junkie. (no pun intended)  (What is a pun anyway?) 

Anywho, Fantasy football is for some and not for everyone.  What I like about it is it takes the sport I love (football) and puts it under a microscopt to be dissected and enjoyed from every aspect.  At this point I am in 5 different leagues which has me following roughly 80 different players each weekend. 

(Warning—–Warning Boring Fantasy football story to follow Warning——Warning)

So this weekend I play probably my biggest arch rival in fantasy football out of all of my leagues.  We are close friends that just hate each other in fantasy football since we are both very good.  Going into last nights game he was up 12.8 points on me and all of his players were done.  I had one player left, and that was the San Diego kicker Nate Kaeding.  I looked back at his history and he has scored more than 12 points like 4 times in two years, so I didn’t believe that I had a chance.  It was a high scoring game and with four minutes left I was only behind by 3.8 points and I still didn’t believe anything would happen.  With under 2 minutes left, they had Kaeding kick a worthless 49 yarder worth 4 points in my league that went through the uprights sending me up in bed jumping and giggling like a little school girl because I knew that the person I just beat probably had thrown his remote through his 60″ LCD TV.  The final score was 110  Only in Fantasy football would such a meaningless field goal that in no way decided any sort of outcome of the game mean so much to someone.   

I’m going to walk away now…

Filed under: balloon, fantasy, scared, stupid, weird

Non Labor Day weekend

Not much time to put anything up today, but it’s the friday of a three day weekend and while that would usually have me skipping and doing cart wheels, I find myself scared as shit since my wife will be having surgery today.  I mentioned this before, but for the first time in all of our 8 year history together, one of us is going to be having surgery.  It’s not me.  I would honestly feel better about this whole thing if it were me since I wouldn’t have the ability of being the brave one, but I have to sit back and watch her be brave and I am still preparing my “brave face” game plan.  I am scared, I shouldn’t be.  I guess it’s human nature to be frightened any time your best friend and the person on this earth that you care for more than any other has to be taken to unconsciousness for any length of time.  I am sure that this isn’t going to be the last time this happens to one of us, but that doesn’t help me get through the first.

So, today I am looking for some humor.  It’s days like this that I am extra observant for something that I might not normally notice that will put a smile on my face.  Almost one week until my unhealthy obsession with the NFL begins and it is starting off in a sublime fashion.  Tomorrow night will be my fourth of five total fantasy football drafts and I am finding it difficult to even get excited for that until later tonight when the doctors get me the “all clear” message. 

As an adult I am still trying to wrap my head around the concept of Labor Day.  Most national holidays have a reason for the celebration, but not really Labor Day.  It’s a day of laziness.  We owe a big thanks to the Central Labor Union who in 1882 decided on that day that they just didn’t want to work, therefore they called it “Labor Day”.  Doesn’t make sense does it.  I vote that we rename it “Non Labor Day” or “Lazy Day”.  Oh those wacky Union guys.  They must have had some mad pull with Congress to make Labor day a federal holiday. 

In not so Debbie Downer news I haven’t followed up on my garden experiment in a while and in an interesting turn of events, it turns out I am not that bad of a gardener.  I think when I picked out the plants, that I must have picked a couple out of the “iron plant” section because in all of my traveling this summer and my craziness that led to a lack of hydration, I managed to be a week away from a crap load of veggies.  In all I began with roughly 80 plants total.  I don’t have exact numbers, but I planted tomato, cucumber, jalapeno, cilantro, radishes, and onions.  My rough investment was around 40.00 total for this deck top gardening experiment.  As of right now, I am down to like 6 tomato plants and 4 cucumber plants.  The rest had succumbed to my busy lifestyle and the fact that it had rained so much while we were out of town that when I arrived home everything was virtually under 6 inches of water.  That was the big killer.  Not my lack of hydration skill, but the fact that I forgot to  punch holes in the bottom of the damn storage containers thinking that if I didn’t, it would allow what water I did provide to stay in longer.  Big mistake number one.  That would easily be my greatest lesson learned. 

So, as of right now I have around 40 tomatoes nearly fully grown and roughly 60 cucumbers well on their way.  I don’t know what I am going to do with all of those cucumbers.  I am thinking of the many things you can use cucumbers for and if the bags under my eyes begin to disappear, know that it is not because I am getting two additional hours of sleep each night. 

My wife’s surgery calls for her to have someone with her for twenty four hours after the surgery and in typical balloon guy fashion I have a ridiculous schedule tomorrow.  I will be the featured entertainment tomorrow at the Main Street Market in downtown Roselle from 9am til noon.  www.iloveballoonanimals.com Then I have two other events I have been booked for throughout the day leading up to my fantasy football draft tomorrow night.  Instead of doing the draft in person, I will be doing it over the internet, which is a small price to pay for everything the wifey is going through.  Then my weekend begins on Sunday and Monday and it will be pretty low key. 

Happy Non Labor Day weekend!

Filed under: Friday guy, Gardeny goodness, balloon, fantasy, romance, sadness, scared, weekend, weird, wife, work

Short day

I came across this little nugget and had to share. 

http://www.woodtv.com/Global/story.asp?S=6623359

Wow.  That’s all I have to say.  This actually happened on the exact same road that we were off of last weekend when we were up in Michigan.  (Red Arrow Highway is a very long road though) 

I am sick of money.  Can I just say that?  I think I need to see a therapist because lately I find myself seething under my breath at those who are overly succesful and have more money than they know what to do with.  I could go on for hours but I will just leave it at that.  Maybe I find myself feeling ill about it since the big payday is within my reach and I just can stretch far enough right now to grab it.  I don’t know if it’s me or my life, but something continues to pull it within inches of my grasp.  I need to refocus and make some changes in my life.  I think it is an all around funk that I am dealing with in regards to many things. 

Exciting weekend ahead.  Heading down state to visit with family this weekend.  I am eagerly excited because this will be the first Sunday that I can establish my comfort zone.  I aim to have 3 different televisions going this sunday.  I am getting hot just thinking about it. (TMI?) This will be the first Sunday where I have nothing interfering between me and 13 fine NFL battles. 

On a sad note, I am now 9 days into my wait for my new baby.  I bought a new HP laptop that is on backorder and I have no choice but to wait.  I have been told that I should get it next week, but I desperately wanted to try it out this weekend.  I have my wireless router semi-set up to where my wife can use her notebook untethered.  Intersting thing is that I am unable to establish security and encryption on it from a mac notebook.  Lynksis is in cahoots with Microsoft apparently.  So, as of right now, the wifi hotspot is wide open to anyone who needs some signal.  My wife was worried about it, but we both agreed that it is only fair to allow others to use ours since we have borrowed signal for so long.  It’s all for the good of the neighborhood. 

Have a great weekend!

Filed under: fantasy, grouchy, scared, work

NFL Goodness

Yesterday the mad man that is deep inside me came to life for the first time since last January.  It was as if my sport favoring personality took the rational church going, wife loving, do chores right away personality and bitchslapped it only to go and quiver in fear in the back of my brain.  I honestly feel like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.  Or Dustin Hoffman in Rain Man.  If the NFL is on and I am not in front of the television, I am wiggling my fingers and rocking back and forth in a feverish manner. 

Yesterday during Mass the Priest asked for us to pray during the intercessions. 

Pray for our Holy Father, Pope Benedict, and all the bishops…we pray to the Lord….

Pray for the earthly governments that they may heed the voice of the Lord and his commandments, seeing peach and justics…we pray to the Lord…

For those who are sick…we pray to the Lord…

For those who suffer from addictions (squeeze of hand)…we pray to the Lord…

Yes, my wife squeezed my hand yesterday during Catholic Mass while people are praying for those with addictions indicating that she was praying for me due to my “addiction” to football.  I don’t remember the rest of the intercessions because I was so flabberghasted to concentrate after the hand squeeze. 

I did miss a good chunk of the NFL yesterday because I was twisting balloons for the Helping From Heaven birthday bash.  But like Rainman, I brought a radio so that I could listen to the games as I twisted.  I would have been pushing my limits had I brought a mini television and had it on during an event that I am working. 

The first set of noon games that I did see were amazing.  I have the NFL Sunday Ticket on DirecTV.  Yesterday they gave us “addicts” a taste of the crack rock by giving us a free preview of the “Superfan” package.  For an extra hundo on top of the 270.00 you can have access to upgraded features like the  Red Zone channel, game mix, new Directv Supercast, and short cuts…not to mention almost all the games in HD which doesn’t matter to me since I have failed in my attempt to make 2007 the year of HD in the Scott household. 

So, being that I was only going to be able to watch the early sets of games, I did not establish my typical Sunday set up during the season where I will have 2 televisions going with two different games in my basement.  Instead I utilized the free crack rock weekend and purely watched the Red Zone channel. 

I would equate the Red Zone Channel to ADHD football viewing. You never watch one game more than one minute before flying to action in a different game.  If someone is ready to score, they are going to that game.  If two teams are ready to score they go split screen on both games.  If someone just recovered a fumble or intercepted the quarterback, they jump back and show the highlights.  If someone just tore off a 108 yard kickoff return you are there.  You see every single play that matters in all 8 or 9 early games and the 3 or 4 afternoon games.  This was a perfect blend of football for someone who only has one television but has 74 players to track due to the 4 different fantasy football leagues that my wife complains about each and every August as we budget our finances to include the additional fees that are brought on by my “addiction”.  I guess I can see her point when my “addiction” equals around 600.00 in the grand scheme of the season each and every year.  What’s another hundred dollars so that I can add the Red Zone Channel to my arsenal of syringes to deliver the sweet warm feeling of NFL football to my brain…

Filed under: Church, confused, fantasy, mad cow, scared, stupid, weird, wife

Decisions decisions

 

I am attempting my second purchase off of craigslist today.  Another 36″ television.  Hopefully this one will actually be 36 inches and I will not have to listen to a top heavy sobbing woman cry about how her fiance just called off their wedding. 

If this is truly 36″ I am hoping as well that the husband can help me carry the television. 

I am also hoping that it fits into my car.  I am also hoping that when they sent me instructions on where to that the description “around the back” doesn’t mean that gang bangers will be waiting to take all my money or more.  When they emailed me and said that they were towards the back of the building, I started to worry about the tranaction.  I am going to have to do 2 serious drive bys and if anything looks fishy, even if it looks like a shady neighborhood, I’m gonna roll out.  There’s nothing like the feeling that I should be bringing heat to a television transaction. 

This will complete my television quest.  I have upgraded in size upstairs in our living room, as well as added two additional televisions to my basement.  If I ever have a Sunday this NFL season to actually stay home and watch, then I have the configurations to set up 4 TV’s and watch 4 different NFL games.  I have never gone without the standard 2 TV’s at once while flipping between 4 different games, but 4 TV’s is a start towards my ultimate goal of between 6 and 8 televisions in the basement for the “sports bar” effect. 

My wife thinks I am nuts.

This morning while I was listening to the radio during my hour long 14 mile commute, Mike and Mike on ESPN brought up an interesting Fantasy Football quandry that a fellow resident of the Chicagoland area is in.  A 32 year old woman has met the man of her dreams.  Recently they had scheduled for both of their sets of parents to come into town (from where I don’t know) to meet each other.  The woman and her boyfriend are big cub fans but it turns out that the woman is a major football fan and the boyfriend could care less about football (gay).  So, this woman is in a fantasy football league and her league scheduled their draft for this Saturday night.  The same Saturday night that both sets of parents will be meeting each other and a dinner is planned. 

What would you do?  This isn’t a scenario. This is a real life situation. 

I personally would have called the weekend off the moment that I realized there was a conflict.  Call the parents and tell them to find a different weekend that works.  But they are past that.  Now she must miss the dinner and go to the draft or miss the draft and go to the dinner.  I think she has to go to the dinner.  Find someone who she can give a list to who will draft according to her rankings.  Although, I personally feel like playing fantasy football without drafting the team yourself is like sleeping through Christmas morning and waking to find that someone has unwrapped all the presents and did a big white elephant exchange so that you ended up with gifts that you really didn’t want, much less have the pleasure to open. 

Big 3 day weekend ahead of us.  Boy, I need it. 

Filed under: confused, craigs list, fantasy, moving, muscles, pain, sore, stupid, train wreck, weird, wife

I AM NOT GAY!

What do we as the american public dislike more? 

A Gay Senator?  or a Gay Senator that lies about being Gay? 

Not that I am saying that Senator Larry Craig is actually gay.  I don’t know the man.  I feel bad because he is being scrutined more than any person in life should ever be. 

Would it have been better if he came out and said “I’m gay”.  It seems to me that when someone offers up the courage to come out that there is immediately a new found respect for the bravery exhibited by such gay individual. 

Is it possible to plead insanity for that 10 minutes in the airport restroom? 

After this story has surfaced, I will never enter a stall (not that I ever have) at an airport again for fear of someone peeking through my door and playing footsies with me.  From here on out any friend of mine caught in a restroom stall at an airport shall be referred to as “gay.” 

My final thought on the whole restroom debate is if he truly was innocent and his actions were misconstrued, then being a senator, wouldn’t he:

a. know enough about law to understand the reprecussions in pleading guilty.

b. spoken with some sort of counsel/brain trust commission about his options for pleading not guilty?  From what I know, if he would have pleaded not guilty, then it would have all been “he did this….he did that…” with only two witnesses.  Himself and the plain clothes officer.  When you are in a jury, who do you trust?  An officer, or a Senator.  I guess with the track record our country has with politicians that this wouldn’t have been a fair fight. 

Last night I had my second of 5 fantasy football drafts.  The participants in this league are my closest friends from college.  It’s weird but today I feel uplifted just from the time I had with my friends.  I don’t know what it is about my guys but I have so much fun when every single one of us is in attendance.  I feed off of their energy.  4 of the 9 were in my wedding (including my best man) and the other 5 were in attendance.  Each and every one of them even made the trip to Vegas for the bachellor party.  (I was the first to get married out of all of them).  I am lucky to have such incredible friends.  I, however will not be the first to pop out a child.  It was announced last night that Jon and his wife of just under a year are already 5 months pregnant.  I am glad to not be our group trendsetter there.  Man, am I getting old. 

  

Filed under: Gay, Schief, fantasy, mean, poop, scared, stink, stupid, train wreck, weird, work

Swimming in sewers

 

This morning I find myself feeling giddy about the weekend that is to come.  Nice little weekend ahead. 

Tonight I will attempt to go to Great America with my friend Mike and his children and utilize my new season pass.  This visit will depend a lot on the weather, of course.  If you have been in a coma and just woke up and stumbled upon this blog as your first internet site, you will be surprised to hear that Chicago and it’s suburbs pissed someone off to the point that we have had 8 straight days of horrific weather.  I think the longest I have gone in the last week without seeing a lightning strike or hearing thunder is around the 6 hour threshold.  If you would like to see Mother Nature make the city of Chicago and all it’s suburbs her bitch, go to this link:  http://wmaq.weatherplus.com/weathernews/13965125/detail.html?dl=mainclick  Over 500 photos of uprooted trees, impaled and crushed cars, lightning strikes, funnel clouds, collapsed buildings, flooded roads and stupid children who think flooded streets are sanitary to swim in.  Seriously though, who not only lets their children go out and play in a flooded street during an electrical storm, but also takes their picture?  On top of that, don’t they realize that they are “swimming” in sewer water?  The water would go into the sewers, but the sewers are maxed out allowing a direct path for all the crap that is in those sewers to spread into the wonderful water that your children is playing in.  Nice.  I  hope those kids didn’t have any open cuts or wounds or there could be a case of gang green in their future. 

As I mentioned tomorrow morning I am golfing with my brother in law, afterwards we have outdoor concert tickets and I am not trusting any of the weather men that say we are not going to get any rain this weekend.
On sunday I head down to central Illinois to enjoy the first of five fantasy football drafts.  And LaBambas.  I am almost looking forward as much to the burrito as I am the draft. 

On a random note, I have a company that wants to hire me to twist balloons for a family event.  Not really surprising but when I found out that they are approximately 250 miles away and willing to pay for my travel, I was pretty shocked.  I have submitted my costs for the trip.  I think I was fair, but wouldn’t they just want to hire a twister from their area and save a couple hundred bucks?  I’ll do it if they are willing to fork over the money.   

History tells me that I will have some interesting stories to tell about my time with my brother and sister in law this weekend on Monday.  Have a nifty weekend!

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