Yeah, I don’t have anything to really blog about today, so I’m going to just give you a quick round-up of what’s going on here. Like you care. (If you don’t, seriously – click away now.)
I watched a whooooooole lotta football over the holidays. College football and pro, when I could get it. In almost every game I watched, the team I rooted for lost. Do you have any idea how annoying that gets over the course of a few days? Very doggone annoying.
But I also can appreciate (most times) a really well-played and hard-fought game. I found a few of those, and enjoyed them immensely. I’m not a sports fan – football’s my only game, and I don’t even like all of that most years – but this year I can’t seem to get enough of it. I’m reading web sites, I’m checking out blogs, I’m watching shows on TV … anywhere and anytime I can get football, I’m chasing the stuff down. It’s like a fat guy running after donuts.
I don’t know why though. Maybe it’s because this year I’ve been a little more detached than usual. Maybe it’s because I’ve got time on my hands, can stay up late and don’t have to get up and go to work the following day. Maybe it’s just because I love football. I don’t really know, but I can’t feed the addiction enough this year. Weird stuff. But I’m looking forward to the BCS Championship game tonight. Woo!
My daughter reminded my wife it was time to take the Christmas tree down the other day. She carefully explained, in her four year-old way, how it wasn’t Christmas anymore and we were in January now, so it’s time for the tree to come down. The kids did most of it, and did it with a glee I found almost ghoulish. What kid wants to see the end of the Christmas season, the tree taken down, the lights put away, the festivities over? Sheesh!
I read about the 2009 Darwin Award winners. Two guys blew up an entire building trying to rob an ATM because they over-estimated the amount of dynamite required. I don’t even know where to get dynamite. That’s not something you can pick up at a sporting goods store, Wal-Mart or Target, or Home Depot. Where do you go to buy dynamite? Not that I need any, but seriously, if you were resourceful enough to get your hands on dynamite, couldn’t you manage some understanding of what it is and how it works?
On the other hand, the runner up was some guy stopped in traffic who got out of his car to take a leak. He hops over a concrete wall for privacy … and falls 65 feet to his death. Because he was on a bridge at the time. The caption on that was “Look Before You Leak.”
Okay, enough rambling. Have a good Thursday, y’all. I’ll try and have something better for you tomorrow.
Don’t hold your breath though.
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