Come on Mega Millions!
For any of the 3 people that read this (that is an overestimation) you know that I basically stick to writing about sports. Sports are the one thing in my life that keep me sane and give me something to look forward to. Today I’m going to change things up and splice in some of the other things that are going on in my life.
My wife and I are planning on going to Ohio to see our families for Thanksgiving. Great right? Wrong. I honestly dread going “home for the holidays” because you can’t please everyone. Both of our parents are divorced so there literally isn’t enough time in the day. Now here is the Thanksgiving plan as I understand it.
Thursday (T-giving day)-Spend it with her family. Frankly I have no problem with this because I know that it will involve getting drunk and watching football, just like Christmas day.
Friday-Family picture with her family as a Christmas gift for her grandparents. I have no problem with this. But when is it scheduled? It’s going to take forever because the family is big.
Saturday-Graduation party for her older brother who is graduating from WVU. Once again no problem here. But as you’ve seen her family time is definitely monopolizing the trip.
Sunday-Last day, try to be on the road back to VA by noon. It’s about a seven or eight hour drive.
I really like seeing my family. My Dad’s side is easy because much like me he is rational and understands things. If we are only able to spend a few hours with them he’ll understand and he’ll be happy to see us. It’s my Mom’s side that gives me headaches. She is the total opposite of my Dad (I really don’t know how they were ever married, much like my wife’s parents). If I can only commit a short stop, that won’t be acceptable to her and we’ll fight and she'll try to guilt trip me. I love my Mom, but she frustrates the hell out of me.
I’m frustrated with my life. More like I’m frustrated with my career. My wife and I both graduated from college. Yet here I am almost three years past graduation and we are still living paycheck to pay check. I like where I work, I like the people I work with. But I hate selling and I hate the fact that you don’t make dick working in minor league baseball. I got to thinking about what would happen if my wife got offered a good paying job in another area. Would I be able to find a job? My last non-sports job was working part time for Sherwin-Williams in college. My dream right now is to hit the lottery. I’m really convinced that that’s the only way we’re going to get out from under all of this debt.
I’m the assistant coach for a youth flag football team. Five to seven year olds so we don’t exactly run what you would call a wide-open offense. We have some good athletes on the team and they have been improving on offense. But we can’t stop anyone on defense basically because none of the kids can locate the ball. And when they do they can’t get the flag. So tonight at practice I’m going to install what I’m calling a “wide-open defense”. No one is going to be within five yards of the line of scrimmage and everyone will be spread out. We get hammered when a kid reverses his field or a team runs an end around on us. Hopefully this will help. Grant it I can’t make them grab a kid’s flag, but hopefully this will help with finding the ball.
Am I the only one that thinks Air Force Coach Fisher DeBerry’s comments have been blown way out of proportion? He basically said that the AF Academy needs to recruit more black kids because they run faster. Well isn’t that the truth? Every coach in America knows it. I hate how sensitive our society has become. You can’t say anything about race, gender, religion, or sexual preference without it becoming a three-ring circus. I read last week that I high school marching band had to stop playing “Devil Went Down to Georgia” because it was a public school and some parents complained that this violated the separation of church and state. When I have kids I’m going to go to every PTA and school board meeting, and every time one of these idiot parents says something I’m going to punch them in the face.
The problem is that kids aren’t exposed to things the way kids were when I was growing up. When I was growing up my parents were divorced so there were a lot of days that me and my sister came home and were there by ourselves for a couple of hours. I was in like 4th grade. If that happened now the parent would be thrown in jail for neglect. People need to figure out that you need to let a kid experience things so that when they get older they can make good decisions without consulting you.
This year’s World Series was the closest sweep in the history of sports. The worst part of this series is that it was only four games. If the Astros had gotten some clutch hitting and stretched it to seven games this could have gone down as one of the greatest World Series ever.
Sometimes I get a little depressed and only one thing cheers me up; Robot cartoons.
My wife and I are planning on going to Ohio to see our families for Thanksgiving. Great right? Wrong. I honestly dread going “home for the holidays” because you can’t please everyone. Both of our parents are divorced so there literally isn’t enough time in the day. Now here is the Thanksgiving plan as I understand it.
Thursday (T-giving day)-Spend it with her family. Frankly I have no problem with this because I know that it will involve getting drunk and watching football, just like Christmas day.
Friday-Family picture with her family as a Christmas gift for her grandparents. I have no problem with this. But when is it scheduled? It’s going to take forever because the family is big.
Saturday-Graduation party for her older brother who is graduating from WVU. Once again no problem here. But as you’ve seen her family time is definitely monopolizing the trip.
Sunday-Last day, try to be on the road back to VA by noon. It’s about a seven or eight hour drive.
I really like seeing my family. My Dad’s side is easy because much like me he is rational and understands things. If we are only able to spend a few hours with them he’ll understand and he’ll be happy to see us. It’s my Mom’s side that gives me headaches. She is the total opposite of my Dad (I really don’t know how they were ever married, much like my wife’s parents). If I can only commit a short stop, that won’t be acceptable to her and we’ll fight and she'll try to guilt trip me. I love my Mom, but she frustrates the hell out of me.
I’m frustrated with my life. More like I’m frustrated with my career. My wife and I both graduated from college. Yet here I am almost three years past graduation and we are still living paycheck to pay check. I like where I work, I like the people I work with. But I hate selling and I hate the fact that you don’t make dick working in minor league baseball. I got to thinking about what would happen if my wife got offered a good paying job in another area. Would I be able to find a job? My last non-sports job was working part time for Sherwin-Williams in college. My dream right now is to hit the lottery. I’m really convinced that that’s the only way we’re going to get out from under all of this debt.
I’m the assistant coach for a youth flag football team. Five to seven year olds so we don’t exactly run what you would call a wide-open offense. We have some good athletes on the team and they have been improving on offense. But we can’t stop anyone on defense basically because none of the kids can locate the ball. And when they do they can’t get the flag. So tonight at practice I’m going to install what I’m calling a “wide-open defense”. No one is going to be within five yards of the line of scrimmage and everyone will be spread out. We get hammered when a kid reverses his field or a team runs an end around on us. Hopefully this will help. Grant it I can’t make them grab a kid’s flag, but hopefully this will help with finding the ball.
Am I the only one that thinks Air Force Coach Fisher DeBerry’s comments have been blown way out of proportion? He basically said that the AF Academy needs to recruit more black kids because they run faster. Well isn’t that the truth? Every coach in America knows it. I hate how sensitive our society has become. You can’t say anything about race, gender, religion, or sexual preference without it becoming a three-ring circus. I read last week that I high school marching band had to stop playing “Devil Went Down to Georgia” because it was a public school and some parents complained that this violated the separation of church and state. When I have kids I’m going to go to every PTA and school board meeting, and every time one of these idiot parents says something I’m going to punch them in the face.
The problem is that kids aren’t exposed to things the way kids were when I was growing up. When I was growing up my parents were divorced so there were a lot of days that me and my sister came home and were there by ourselves for a couple of hours. I was in like 4th grade. If that happened now the parent would be thrown in jail for neglect. People need to figure out that you need to let a kid experience things so that when they get older they can make good decisions without consulting you.
This year’s World Series was the closest sweep in the history of sports. The worst part of this series is that it was only four games. If the Astros had gotten some clutch hitting and stretched it to seven games this could have gone down as one of the greatest World Series ever.
Sometimes I get a little depressed and only one thing cheers me up; Robot cartoons.
posted by CFunk28 at 12:40 PM
2 Comments:
The robot cartoons help everyone.
Even when you're poor, like me.
But I like to think there's a little robot in all of us, one that helps us smile and laugh and teaches us how to murder robot Lincolns and flick off robot Russians flying Mig 29s.
Or how to butt-ram curly haired Irish kids.
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