All I Can Say Is...

...That stomach virus is a mother... It has me a bit off. I'm better, my kids are better, my wife... she is still feeling the lingering effects. About the only good thing I can say is, it made me drop 10 pounds. I'm sure it will return soon. Anyway, here is hoping to a better week.

Just One Letter Off...

Ok so I had a neighbor in New Orleans who's name was Mayo. Well there is all kinds of ways that it could be misunderstood. You see my little sister insisted on calling them Mato, which turned into Tomato and thus we lived right next to the tomatoes.

Why did I think of this? No clue, but that is not the only time I have taken the tomatoes name in vain. When I lived in Spartanburg we were right next to the fire station... or at least a few houses down. Why is that important? Well it is safe... at least from a fire anyway. Also there was a tornado siren. Yep the teenager, at the time a little one, called a tornado a tomato. And thus we had all kinds of fun with that. Why is it so funny to hear someone screaming "a tomato is coming! A tomato is coming!"? Because it just is.

And not to be outdone, my ex-wife once came to me and said, "Why is the tornado siren going off? it isn't Saturday?" (They would test the siren once a month on Saturdays) "Because there is a real tornado dipshit..." It is no wonder we are no longer together.

Lighthouse

My daughter, the Songbird, just realized how incredibly stupid we can be sometimes. We were on our way to Ridgeland to go to dance class and she saw the towers at Traditions.

She said "Hey Daddy, I just saw a lighthouse". She saw a real one the other day when we were going out to Tybee.

I replied "We are 20 miles inland, those were just... decorations"

I tried to explain, that those towers are not near the ocean, and will never signal a boat. That it was just for looks. But she was beside herself. Still thinking that somehow those towers had to do something. I told her no, they really did nothing, I don't even think you can enter those towers.

And so a little bit of innocence was taken away from the Songbird, who thinks that everything has a purpose. I guess I should have told her that those big towers are to take money of the people who live there. But that is a can of worms that I didn't want to open...

Yolanda Be Cool & Dcup: We Speak No Americanco

Apparently I've lived under a rock for a while. This somewhat viral (yes I know I'm not supposed to use that word anymore, but whatever) video and club smash hit is kind of catchy, but I just don't get it. This was brought to you by my teen-aged daughter, who got it from my sisters. Yep thanks for that. Now you got it from me... You're welcome.

Not a Wintertime Kind of Guy

State of Affairs

Well, what can I say? It is a new year and some perspective is in order I guess. I don't like to say this... but I think that maybe this blog thing has run its course. This didn't turn out like I had wanted to... and honestly I'm tired and there really isn't anyone reading this anyway. So what do I do from here? Well at first I could just sign off and not look back... but that really isn't my style. I like to finish things up. But really, it never started.

I've lost myself. I used to rally against the school board, well as my wife moves closer and closer to a position of authority that would make me against myself. That doesn't work. I know there are things that are wrong with the system. I know that there are bad teachers, bad principals, and bad upper admin. folks everywhere. I will leave it up to someone else to point them out. It doesn't take a genius or a super secret spy skills to know where to look. I don't feel like "if you can't beat them join them" but in a way, I guess that is what I am believing. The thing that I would pay attention to, more than anything else is watch the people who work for you... your elected officials.

I also used to like to be a thorn in the side of the local paper. I won't even waste my or anyone else's time with this. They are too few, to be anything but a human interest-company written mouth piece. There is nothing else... well they do have pages and pages of VOX, but whatever.

So where does that leave me? Maybe if I had a bigger following, or maybe if this Lowcountry Blog Jam would have taken off, or something... anything really, that is anything but nothing. This time away I got more in touch with actually living my life than documenting it. And life has been good. I'm not saying that life has been perfect, because it has not been, but it has been close enough.

I've written all this stuff, but I still haven't said where I will go from here. I think I will feel my way for a while. I guess I won't stress out over whether or not I have a post everyday. Not that I really stressed out about it, but now I will even worry about it less so. I would like to add more members to the Blog Jam, I would like to have more people to read my blog, I would also like the winning lottery numbers as well.

Christmas Vestiges

This past Christmas was LOADED with presents. And while I like me a good gift, I like good company even better. Not everyone came (due to the blizzard up north) but almost everyone came, and it was nice...