Happy Valentines Day

Okay, here's the deal.  I am not going to pretend that there isn't a part of me that thinks, like many others, that Valentines Day was "invented" by the candy and greeting card companies.  It has always wreeked of this, and I am not saying that my views have completely changed.  What I am saying is that I look at what the day stands for and am glad that I have the partner I do.

I love my wife more than I ever thought possible, and if she truly understood how much that was, her head might explode.

And since I love Kim so much, I wish I could stand on the top of a mountain and yell to everyone at the top of my lungs, but then I realized no one would hear me.  But, if I blog about it, I can actually reach every continent when I say "I LOVE YOU KIM!!!"

You just experienced the first ever virtual mountain top yelling EVER!  Aren't you glad?

So why do I love Kim so much?  If I had to sum it up, it's because of not only that she loves me back, but the way that she loves me.  Every day she makes me feel special, like I am the only one, and she truly means it.  I know this because when I look in the mirror, I see a completely different person than she does.  Kim sees me from the inside first, and the rest is just icing.  I know this because I love Kim from the inside out too.  She makes it a LOT easier, because her outside is much more beautiful than mine.

Happy Valentines Day Kim,,,  I LOVE YOU

Peace,
Woody

February is a Good Month

Hey there guys and gals, It's me again, dropping some words of knowledge and such from the depths of my ever churning brain.

February is a month that I will always hold as special, it is the birth month for both my sons.  Corey turned 20, and  Joey is celebrated his 22nd birthday.  Wow, I am old.  Corey's birthday was Super Bowl Sunday, and they couldn't even sing the National Anthem right for him, what a bummer.

My wife is very cool, while we were sitting around Sunday, she paused the TV, (I know, why did she have the remote, right?), and said, "Tell me about the day Corey was born."  Se she wants to know as much as she can about the boys, because she knows how much I love them.  I guess it is a way of finding out more about what I may have been like half a life ago, and at the same time her attempt to get to know the boys better.

So I told her what I could remember from 20 years ago, the few details my cobweb of a mind could recall.  Like the fact that as they were giving my ex-wife an epidural, I watched until I saw brown fluid come out of her spine, and the nurse had to sit me down before I fell and crushed someone. (Always have to make it about me I guess), or how they had to put Corey in an oxygen tent thing.  He was so peaceful and quiet, what a great kid he was, and still is today.

Then she reminded me that since Corey was now 20, I have no teenagers, vis a vis I am old.  I am sure glad she had the remote, and asked me to reflect.  I have 2 amazing sons that make me proud every day.  I love you guys more than you can understand.

Peace,
Woody

I Have Been Neglecting My Blog.....

Sorry folks, hopefully my lack of writing hasn't slowed your lives to a crawl as you sit patiently by your computer screens looking for my next post.

Why Won't Woody Write Witty Words?

I would love to say that I haven't had time to write because I have been so busy at the gym, or that I developed a new Sys Admin tool that fixes computers all by itself so I don't have to, or that I was off exploring the far reaches of the planet on vacation (soon enough, going on a sure-to-be-pleasure-filled cruise in just a matter of weeks!!), but alas, none of that has kept me from blogging.

Life sometimes gets in the way of other things.  It is tax time, the truck broke down again, looking at making some changes for the better, you know life.

So while life gets in the way of my blog, think about the song I wrote and sang to my lovely wife last night while we watched American Idol, which I would win if there wasn't that darn age requirement keeping me from doing so.

Ahem, AHEM  <---- me clearing my throat.

Got an itchy nose, and I want to scratch it!
Got an itchy nose, and I need to scratch it!
Got an itchy nose, and I have to scratch it!
Hope I don't touch a booger while I'm there!

(I borrowed the tune and styling from the song "Kitty" by The Presidents of The United States of America)

I know, amazing, I should probably copyright these lyrics soon before they show up in a Lady GaGa song.

Peace,
Woody

Dreams

I had another weird dream last night.  I say another, because I seem to have freaky weird dreams all the time.  This one was vivid, and I think the reason I remember it so well is because it involves something from my childhood.

I grew up in Aurora, Colorado, in an area called Hoffman Heights.  We had a burger joint called Burger Chef.  I loved this place, it was awesome, and on rare occasions I got to eat there.  My memories of this place are very distant and foggy, but I remember I loved it.

Burger Chef was in a strip mall, next to a Winchell's Donuts, and across from a Woolco, and an old Woolworths store.  There was a Taco place around the corner that I think was named Taco Johns, but it wasn't associated with the Taco John's chain of today.  All the previously mentioned places are gone now, which reminds me how old I am.




 

Anywho, my dream was funky, because the surroundings kept changing, like they do in dreams, but there was one constant.  The Burger Chef from my childhood had a little shop, and I was so happy.  I remember in my dream that it was closed, but they had drawers with hamburgers and fries that you could take.  I remember buying a bunch, and I couldn't wait to find my friend Mike.  See Mike is from the Cleveland.Ohio area, and he is one of the few people I have found that remembers the Burger Chef chain.  So I found him in my dream, and we sat and ate Burger Chef, then I woke up, and I was disappointed, like when you dream you won the lottery, and then wake to empty pockets.



I love how the mind works, I can tell you that I haven't spoken of, nor heard about Burger Chef in many years.  I like how childhood memories sneak back into the present.  Sometimes it is a smell that takes you to a specific time and place, sometimes it's a song.  But dreams are even cooler, because there is no way to direct the dream one way or another.  The thoughts and events happen all on their own.  This is a great feeling, and lends itself to conscious thoughts and memories when you are awake.

Like remembering the sweet blue and white striped shorts I got at Woolco, how the girls resisted be is beyond comprehension......

 All this, and I didn't even eat Taco Bell before I went to bed.

Peace,
Woody

I'm Back

Hello there,

It's me again, just thought I would drop by and post another entry for my faithful followers.  Hope everyone's 2011 is going good.  I chose to say the year as Two-Thousand-Eleven.  No Twenty-Eleven here, just my personal feeling.

Which brings me to another thing, how do you say the word for the little sheets of paper you clip from the Sunday paper to save 40 cents on Charmin or a buck off Little Juan Frozen Burritos?
This is a point of contention in my house, because my wife says the word coupon as (que-pon), I say it as (coo-pon).  Now I am sure there are "rules" and all, like a bossy vowel or consanant making another letter sound wierd, why cant they all just get along and be themselves?

This is always a fun topic in a crowd because the pronunciation is split, and I can usually sway a few people over to the right side, oops, I mean MY side by asking them what you call an older woman who likes to date young men.  You sure don't call her a "que-grr" now do you?

Thoughts?

Peace,
Woody

Head Nods

Random Mall Crowd

I have a theory, and I want to share it with you.  This is information I have gathered over the course of my lifetime, and I want you to seriously ponder it.  What I am about to tell you is completely based on the male species, and I am not convinced it is unique to humans.

My observation is this, men have a silent greeting that involves a head nod.  If you are somewhere in a crowd, you will notice men nodding to each other in what I classify as 1 of 2 ways based on if they know each other or not.

I really screwed up, because I could have no doubt received a multimillion dollar grant from the government to research and divulge this info..... Oh well my loss.

The first head nod is for males that do not know one another.  The motion is downward, and the silent message is simply hello.  Eyes meet, and the downward nod is instituted saying "hello there sir, pass and go in peace".  This is usually a quick nod as neither male wants to give the subversive message that the other one is the alpha-male.  *IMPORTANT NOTE* Please do not confuse this action with the dangerous movement I will call the "Bad Guy Nod".  You have seen this in a lot of movies the likes of Jason Bourne, and on TV shows like 24.  The "Bad Guy Nod" is a much more deliberate and slow movement between 2 individuals that are up to no good.  They will not lose eye contact during the slow nod, and usually 1 of the men is in a stationary position.  This nod conveys the message "Alpha-Plan X is in effect, do not abort".


The second nod is for guys who know each other, either quite well, or even just casually.  This movement is a quick nod upward, and there is no loss of eye contact.  This is much more casual, and can lead to a conversation, or a simple "Hey, hows it going", but vocalization is not a requirement.  One variation to this can be seen in bars, coffee shops, etc., where a customer is trying to get the attention of the bartender or clerk.  This is one of the few times an upward head nod is used between people who do not know each other.  The upward nod is a good indicator when you are out that you have met this person before in some capacity.

An errant upward head nod will leave the receiving male obsessing "Where do I know that guy from", it is yet another way to drive someone crazy.  They will sit bolt upright in bed at 3 in the morning saying "I know, I saw him at the gym", then realize they don't belong to a gym, and keep them from sleeping the rest of the night.  I would say try it on your friends, but they know you so the parts of the equation don't work.  You can, however, as you are passing an acquaintance, give him the "Non-Bad-Guy" downward nod, and leave him wondering, "Man did I do something to make Harvey mad?  He acted like he didn't even recognize me".

Just ways to mess with people and keep them guessing.

Try it out next time you are at the mall, you know when you are hanging out waiting for your significant other to get out of Bath and Body Works or Sports Authority respectively.  You can observer 2 males pass and say, hey those guys know each other, or quickly determine they had never seen each other before.  Just be leery of the "Bad-Guy-Nod", especially if one of them is stationary, nothing good could come of that.  Although, if you are standing still waiting for someone and downward nod,,,,,,,,  I'm just sayin'.

Peace,
Woody

New Dodge - RAM Tough!

Okay, here's the deal, I know that the knowledge I am about to drop on you isn't new, but apparently it still is a foreign concept to some people.  A 4 wheel drive vehicle, is not, I repeat NOT, a 4 wheel STOP vehicle.


It snowed here most of yesterday, overnight, and was snowing for the commute to work this morning.  This meant the roads were icy and snow-packed.  you can't see the lines to determine what lane you are in, so if there is more than 2 you do the best you can.  You follow,(Unless it spins out and goes in the ditch), the vehicle in front of you from a safe distance. Usually you can see ruts in the snow-packed road to help guide you.  It is recommended you leave yourself a little extra time, as the posted speed limit is not attainable in these treacherous conditions. 

So there I was, just going with the flow when it happened!  I saw the next great thing from the auto industry, the Dodge Ram 1500 / any speed in any conditions pickup truck!  This truck must be awesome, because it can apparently go 75 MPH in conditions that my poor little CR-V (and all the other vehicles on the road) can't.  It was also equipped with headlights that flashed from high-beam off and on, and off and on as it approached vehicles that were apparently in it's way.  This is handy, so you can get out of this special trucks way and admire the new technology that lets it glide through any hazzard, carrying the driver to their destination without a worry.

But seriously, what goes through the mind of someone that drives like that?  It is very easy to go fast in icy, snowy conditions, but stopping is a another matter.  Slow down folks.

I gave the guy the thumb of Karma, something I created that is a little less offensive as the 1 finger salute, and let him go by me, secretly hoping he would fishtail, slide around, miss all the other cars and end up in the ditch.  I didn't wish for the driver to injure himself, but if he soiled himself that would be just fine.







Be safe people.

Peace,
Woody