Don’t ask me how I came up with that headline or why I keep hearing someone say never bring knife to a gun fight. It is just one of those days or weeks where I shake my head, roll my eyes and wonder if it is ok to start drinking at Â 6 AM or better yet just not stop.
The clock shows 6:30 and I am laughing because I just heard the Wilhelm scream on the television again. Kind of funny to think about the different paths to immortality but I suppose a movie scream isn’t such a bad thing, certainly there is far worse.
The children and I talk often about the importance of taking responsibility for our actions and trying to do the the right thing all the time as opposed to just the right time.
It doesn’t always work out that way but life is filled with complexities that work both for and against us. All we can is our best or so they tell us. I still maintain that I just might be able to tell you how to raise the perfect daughter.
The Return of CommentLuv
I turned off the Comments Evolved plugin and turned on CommentLuv again and am curious to see if there is mad rush to the comments box but I am skeptical about that.
In part it is because there are a million distractions that prevent people from commenting and I am about to go on a writing tear or so I think.
Hard to say for certain because I am publishing content in so many different places but I am kind of enjoying the pace I have set and there is more joy in these words than you can imagine.
I don’t know if it will lead to 500 comments and I am ok with that because that it is a hell of a lot of work to respond to so many. I am more concerned with the quality of the content than with the number of comments I receive but at the same time I didn’t turn CommentLuv back on just for the hell of it.
How to focus on blogging when you just donâ€™t have the time
Sometimes when I think about how to come up with more time to write I think about my friend Jens because not only is also a blogger, but he is blogging in two languages.
One of these days I want to head out to Norway but I think I’ll probably try to go during Summer because I don’t know about all that snow.
What I am certain of is that the pictures I have seen make me thinkÂ Norge er kult. Hope Google Translate didn’t screw that up for me.
Reminds me of being in Israel at an ice cream shop. A guy came in and in broken Hebrew tried to order cheese. Â He said:
×× ×™ ×¨×•×¦×” ×§×¦×ª ×’×‘×™× ×”
When he should have asked for:
×× ×™ ×¨×•×¦×” ×§×¦×ª ×’×œ×™×“×”
I know many of you are scratching your heads or moving on because you don’t read Hebrew so I’ll give you the triple A transliteration:
Gleedah: Ice cream
That transliteration may or may not make it easy to see how there is some similarity between the words. All I know is that the guy behind the counter gave the person who mistakenly ordered “cheese” a great WTF look.
Anyhoo, if Jens can find a way to write in two languages I can find a way to blog.
The Mirror Doesn’t Lie
I bought a new suit the other day and discovered the mirror hates me. At first I thought it was a fun house mirror and then I realized the damn thing hadn’t changed a thing and was giving me an honest reflection.
That mirror is an asshole.
I wasn’t as bothered by the extra flesh as much as I was by the hairline because it has become clear that I have been betrayed.
There is a mass exodus on top of my head and I don’t like it. It is time to get serious about getting serious about my fitness because my vanity only goes so far.
It means I can deal with having some extra weight and a full head of hair but I can’t deal with being bald and chunky. So we are making arrangements to cut out junk food and to start a hardcore lifting program.
And then I am going to go back and visit the mirror.