"Not Much Goin' On..."

I'm at work right now actually...on Saturday...ugh. I went outside this morning about 7:15 and it was cool, cloudy and a little windy, and all I could think about was doing anything else, being anywhere else, besides spending the next nine hours talking to people ranging from 20 years old to 100 years old. For some reason anytime the weather gets like this it always reminds me of being a kid, like on those days when you had a half day at school which for some reason always seemed more exciting then a day off. Maybe because I felt like I was pulling a fast one on the school. Look what I got away with.

Every now and then I get in these really adventurous moods and honestly I don't know how to satisfy them. Part of me wants to create some kind of craft or hobby in my house, part of me wants to take a drive out to some kind of festival or event in the park...which is hard to do when you have a 1 year old who is still learning to walk and can only do so much before he falls asleep lol. In 2005 right before Zach was born we went to this place, the Log Cabin Village in Fort Worth. Was a very nice day and we had a great time. But the part I remember the fondest was afterwards, walking to the car through this park area that just seemed like a great way to spend an afternoon.

Here's a few pics of what we did:



Musicians: "Are you ready to rock!!"
Us: "Um, yeah, I guess..."
Musicians: "I can't hear you!! I said...ARE YOU READY TO ROCK!!"
Us: "Yes! We already said that!"
Musicians: "Ah, you're a beautiful crowd..."



Blacksmith: "Ya see this gun I made here? Ya see it? I just made this seconds ago!"
Us: "Um, excuse me, but isn't it still hot?"
Blacksmith: "It's extremely hot!"

(awkward silence)

Blacksmith: "Any other questions?"
Us: "How old are you exactly?"
Blacksmith: "Um...I'm not sure...alright, that's it! No more questions!"



Kid: "Okay, this is like the least fun ride EVER."

Was a great day...can't wait to take the boy.

I have been very reminiscent lately...just wait till I get my new camera! Then you'll see a show!

"Wizard World Is Coming!"

This is something I'm actually thinking of going to. You can click on the title to find out more but in the meantime I'll fill you in. It actually doesn't come around here until November but hey, it'll be here before you know it. Pretty much anything and everything comic-book related will be here. Artists, memorabilia, etc. will all be under one roof, which just happens to be about 15 minutes from my house! Now I know I've never really expressed an interest in this kind of thing. The toys were always numero uno for me. But I've been thinking of getting back into collecting. When I was a kid, I had several comics of varying titles and genres but never jumped headfirst into the huge cult following surrounding them. I remember an A-team comic I had from 1984 that had a movie banner for a movie called "Thrashin'" starring Josh Brolin. Now the movie wasn't anything great but if you are a child of the 80's like me you look back on it fondly and remember when it was fun being a kid.

When I was 14 and living in Toronto Canada our hustory class went on a field trip to the historic downtown area to see how the city had evolved from the old-style housing to the more modern houses. However, I was young and impressionable and two other kids were deviating from the beaten path and were going to go sightseeing. I had a choice...and I decided to go with them. We walked about a half a mile and found this old comic book/baseball card shop. It was so cool, with its' wooden walls and posts and mustiness. We checked out the upstairs and downstairs and for the life of me I don't remember what I bought but I know it was something. We left and rejoined everyone for lunch. When I got home like an idiot I told my mom that we pretty much missed the lesson and the was so mad. I had to create this "diary" of what it was like back at the turn of the century pretty much from memory. Well, to make a long story short (too late I know) I wound up getting an A on it based mostly on my creativity to make a little information look like a lot ha ha.

I went to bed that night thinking that was the greatest day of my life. However, it really wasn't until lately just how great it was. I hope heaven lets us relive those days because for the life of me I wish I could remember more about that day.

There's a comic strip called Pluggers and it's all about how older people operate in today's hi-tech world. One in particular had a picture of a grandfather/grandson sitting on a porch swing as the sun is setting and the caption read:

"Pluggers know that time cannot be saved or borrowed - it can only be spent, so spend it wisely."

Too cool.

What was your favorite day?

"Who The Heck Is David Chicken?"

Well I'm glad you asked! I actually first met him at the Legacy Park Pumpkin Patch last fall where he was the "entertainment". I put that in quotes because his "music" (there I go again) is mainly kid-oriented. But it's also kind of...annoying? In fact, there's one song of his, the only one I remember, that is making me cringe at this very moment. Let's take a look at some of his career highlights:


David: "Mama sang bass...daddy sang tenor..."
Old woman with washboard: "Me and little Billy played bass and fiddle!"


David: "That kid stole my watch! I want him locked up immediately! Make sure he gets my new CD though."


David: "You are a star David Chicken...you're the reason these kids paid $1.50...do not just imitate the chicken...BE...THE CHICKEN..."


David: "That kid threw up all over my stage! That kid right there! Lock him up with the kid who stole my watch!"


Man: "I like to move it move it...I like to move it move it..."
Girl: "Please tell me I'm adopted."

Emmy's cousin Ethan is spending the night tonight. Our plan was to get up early tomorrow and go to the park where Emmy has informed me she can work the monkeybars like a pro. However...it's raining! We may have to re-schedule going. Ethan cracks me up. I predicted that he would be a lawyer when he was about three.

How are you supposed to expect your kids to follow orders and yet learn how to be independent and problem-solve? It's a fine line sometimes. There have been a few times when Emily could have asked us for help and chose not to. While I am impressed at how much she can do at her age she needs to understand that things she wants to do need to go through us. I know she does though. I see families that are dependent on in-laws every now and then and I really hope mine don't turn out that way.

Hope you enjoyed the life and times of David Chicken. Click on the post title to experience the rush that is...David Chicken.

"$126 Million!?"

...for a person!? Of course!! Especially if that person happens to throw the nastiest curve ball in all the land. Talking about Barry Zito movin on up to the east side...of the Oakland Bay that is. Seven years, $126 million the San Francisco Giants are shelling out for one person. Isn't that what slavery used to consist of? The Giants own Zito now! They can do whatever they want to with him! I guess for that kind of money I would let someone own me too. Preferrably by one of the Baywatch lifeguards lol. And NO, I am not referring to The Hoff.

Speaking of slavery, it had been on the decline in the early 1800's and was actually this close to disappearing altogether, if not for...an invention. One that took the awful cotton that grew in the South and turned it into marketable, usable cotton for export. I'm sure you already know what I'm talking about and who invented it, but I'll wait until later to get to that. Anyways, now that all of this cotton with the fuzzy green seeds was suddenly worth processing, guess who got that job? Slaves! Slavery was back in full effect and not until 1863 did Honest Abe put an end to it. I was referring to Eli Whitney in case you didn't know. His cotton gin was such a simple device, everyone wondered why it hadn't been created before. In fact, it was so simple, everyone made one of their own, cheating Whitney out of any royalties. Ah well. Win some, lose some. Whitney also came up with a way to create musket parts one at a time in great quantities so that soldiers knew how to fix their muskets in a war. We call it mass production today.

The odds of anyone doing anything worth recording in a history book are one in 7,000,000. Do I like my odds? Mmm, not really. But then again it never was my intention. You'd have to cure something or something like that to get into the books. I often fantasize about having my own TV show but who knows if that will ever happen. For now I will try my best at securing a position on our speciality medications sales team. From what I hear it's pretty easy with good commissions every 3 months. I think I want to retire with this company. I just have to rise above my current salary. You'd laugh if I told you lol.

What would be the best thing about being famous? For me it would be when people come up to you just to see you with their own eyes, awe-struck, and all the while I'd be thinking "If you only knew how ordinary I really am..." and chuckling to myself a little bit. The worst thing? I guess it would be always having to watch my back, making sure something I did doesn't wind up as the feature piece on "Extra". I have a great little world in my mind lol.