FEELING SAPPY 2

Now anybody in the "country music know" has heard of Martina McBride. She has a beautiful voice, and not bad on the eyes. Oh give me a break...I'm a guy, I notice things like that, hee hee. So about a month or so ago, I was at work and the local rock station (the HOG 102.9) was just pissing me off. They were playing the same people over and over, so I switched to a country station, specifically FM 106.1. Well they do a syndicated late show for their graveyard shift called After Midnight with Blair Garner. Well he was making this big deal about playing a song for the first time, not on any album, just written kinda thing. Than he starts saying that it will be "officially debuted" on the CMA awards.

Well ok, that perked up my ears, and than he mentioned that it was Martina McBride AND that she co-wrote it. He also said that Martina's husband had sent them the recording and that they would have Martina on. Well now I had to hear it. This cat was curious. A piquing was occurring. So later that night, she was on, they talked a bit, than they played her song.

It was a beautiful and inspiring piece. Her vocals were as usual dead on. But the music and lyrics moved me and still do. The song is Called "Anyway" and is in my opinion a damn near perfect song.

So here ya go...

LYRICS

You can spend your whole life building something from nothing
One storm can come and blow it all away
Build it anyway
You can chase a dream that seems so out of reach and you know it might not ever come your way
Dream it anyway

God is great, but sometimes life ain't good
And when I pray it doesn't always turn out like I think it should
But I do it anyway, I do it anyway

This world's gone crazy and it's hard to believe that tomorrow will be better than today
Believe it anyway
You can love someone with all your heart, for all the right reasons, and in a moment they can choose to walk away
Love 'em anyway

God is great, but sometimes life ain't good
And when I pray it doesn't always turn out like I think it should
But I do it anyway, I do it anyway

You can pour your soul out singing a song you believe in that tomorrow they'll forget you ever sang
Sing it anyway, sing it anyway

I sing, I dream, I love, anyway


and now the song

FEELING SAPPY

You know those times when a song (or in this case a pair of songs) hits the heart strings and makes you laugh, think or it justmakes you tear up? Well that's the case here. It's a song by a country guy named Rodney Atkins. Now this isn't his first album, it's his 3rd and it's called If You're Going Through Hell.

(That's something I found out just before I started writing this...well as I was saying)

He caught my attention with a song called "If You're Going Through Hell (Before the Devil Even Knows)." Now anybody who knows me, I'm the worst song lyric memorizer of all time. Hell there's songs I LOOOOVE that I still don't know all the lyrics to...but again with the difressing. Well by the 3rd or 4th time I heard that song (and lyrics) were stuck in my medulla oblongata.

This time for some reason, completely unknown to me, his second single off this album (gawd does that show my age...I guess to you wee ones in case you have no clue what is referred to when one mentions albums, the terminology of the "street talk" would be...his second single off this CD. See, I'm educating and teaching. It's just something I do. LOL) is called "Watching You" and it it makes me get all emotional and weepy. So after all that here it is.

Lyrics

Driving through town just my boy and me
with a happy meal in his booster seat
knowing that he couldn't have the toy till his nuggets were gone
green traffic light turned straight to red
i hit my breaks and mumbled under my breath
as fries went a flying and his orange drink covered his lap
well then my four year old said a four letter word
that started with "s" and i was concerned
so i said son now where did you learn to talk like that

chorus one

he said i've been watching you dad, ain't that cool
i'm your buckaroo, i wanna be like you
and eat all my food and grow as tall as you are
we got cowboy boots and camo pants
yeah we're just alike, hey ain't we dad
i wanna do everything you do
so i've been watching you

we got back home and i went to the barn
i bowed my head and i prayed real hard
said lord please help me help my stupid self
then this side of bedtime later that night
turning on my son's scooby doo nightlight
he crawled out of bed and he got down on his knees
he closed his little eyes, folded his little hands
and spoke to god like he was talking to a friend
and i said son where'd you learn to pray like that

chorus two

he said i've been watching you dad, ain't that cool
i'm your buckaroo, i wanna be like you and
eat all my food and grow as tall as you are
we like fixing things and holding mama's hand
yeah we're just alike, hey ain't we dad
i wanna do everything you
do so i've been watching you

bridge

with tears in my eyes i wrapped him in a hug
said my little bear is growing up
he said but when i'm big i'll still know what to do

chorus three

cause i've been watching you dad, ain't that cool
i'm your buckaroo, i wanna be like you
and eat all my food and grow as tall as you are
then i'll be as strong as you and superman
we'll be just alike, hey won't we dad
when i can do everything you do
cause i've been watching you

and now the video...

GIRL TAKES A PHOTO EVERYDAY FOR 3 YEARS

Now this is a cool concept that takes planning and a lot of patience. Now the overall effect is cool as hell, especially when you notice the changes, and it's a pretty decent way to kill a couple of minutes.
Girl Takes A Photo Everyday For 3 Years

29 YEARS OF WASTING TELEVISION TIME

I shared this bit of information with my wife a while back and now I share it with you.

I have wasted 29 years of my life watching wrestling.

Up until I was in fourth grade, I thought it was real. There was this moment in the AWA - American Wrestling Association, when Jumping Jim Brunzel (who happened to be one of my favorite wrestlers) gets "cut with a sword" by Sheik Adnan Al-Kaissy and I was in tears. Begging my mom to find out what hospital (because of course, he was taken away on a stretcher) he was at so I could visit and give him well wishes.

Looking back, I can very honestly say, "Yes I was(and still am) a mark."

Of course now being at the ripe young age of 34 with too much wrestling knowledge, I sit there and complain about weak matches, weak story lines and weak mic skills.

My wife will sit and watch it with me (as long as it's not a bloody match-you see she tends to faint at the sight of blood) and she gets excited and pissed off at the wrestlers or the story lines too.

She enjoys watching the high fliers (she tends to refer to it as "a dance") as compared to the brawlers, but she can watch a technical match too. And bless her heart, she has the wrestlers that just piss her off.

These are the wrestlers that tend to be heels (or the bad guys). Of course, in my ultimate lack of wisdom and when I want to get under her skin, I have a tendency to emulate their poses and/or catch phrases...which tend to drive her nuts (and not in a good way).

So why am I talking about this now? I just finished watching Monday Night Raw and it was actually a fun show.

There was, as usual, a few weak moments but overall a fun way to waste 2 hours.

Another reason I'm talking about it is simply because I can. I am a fan. I have been a fan for quite a while. It's something my grandfather got me watching...and to this day I still do.

Jose

TIS THE SEASON WHO SHARES...

Season played this for me,

and now I give it to you,

because she says it's funny.

And she's standing over my shoulder insisting how funny it is.

Telling me I should be laughing louder

now she's using force to make me laff louder.

COME MONDAY IT'LL BE ALL RIGHT (except for the fact of work...that just sux)

It's Monday afternoon...I just woke up...and I'm already running behind. Gotta be running now...can't be late for work. Just thought I'd tell you all how my day is going. And right now, it sucks.

Jose

SUNDAY MY PRINCE(ss) WILL COME, SUNDAY WE'LL MEET AGAIN

Just another boring Sunday. Had breakfast for supper, got laundry done and watched Dexter, and now I'm going to bed. Talk to you tomorrow.

Jose

THERE'S NO BUSINESS LIKE SNOW BUSINESS

We have had our first official snow day, well rain, freezing rain, sleet and than snow but it is SE Wisconsin, so around here you get used to the idea of the varied precipitation.

Which on the plus side means it's almost Christmas.

On the negative side it also means I have to actually buy a shovel to clear away some of that wintry goodness away from the front door.

But another plus...it means a lot more snuggling with Season.

Negative side...I get to feel the sub-arctic coldness from her tush and feet when we sleep.

Plus side, means working on new ways to warm her up.

Negative side, it means our cats are going to be a lot more aggressive come sleep time, because who knew with all that fur, those rotten little monsters want more warmth and start hogging the bed...while we're still sleeping in it.

Oh well...

Time to go watch Cars, because that's what ya supposed to do on a Saturday morning.

Watch cartoons, that is.

OK be back soon.

Jose

STUNNING IMAGE

stolen with respect to the originals at

http://www.athropolis.com/news/berg-pic.htm for the text and to

http://fazigu.org/~quinn/ejokes/ for the image


A Beautiful ... but Impossible Photograph

This dramatic picture of an iceberg weighing approximately 300 million tonnes has been represented as taken by a drilling rig manager off the coast of Newfoundland.

Supposedly, the water was calm and the sun was almost directly overhead so that the diver was able to get into the water and take the picture.

But how could anyone take such a picture? The maximum visibility in water is 200 feet. You could never see the underside of an iceberg that size in one shot - and where does all the light come from at that depth?

In fact, the picture is not real. It is a digital composite by

Ralph Clevenger,

a nature and underwater photographer who finds the stories circulating about his "impossible" picture amusing.

Four separate images were used; the sky, the background, the top iceberg (shot in Antarctica), and the underwater iceberg (shot above water in Alaska and flipped upside down).

The picture does, however, accurately represent the amount of an iceberg that is hidden underwater. It was designed to illustrate the concept of "what you see is not necessarily what you get".

MORE CRAP ABOUT ME...YOU MIGHT NEED A PLUNGER

1) Do you panic when people come over and feel the need for your home to be "perfect?"

YES!!!

2) On a scale from 1-10, how organized are you?

3

3) Have you ever played laser tag? Paint ball?

NO!!! I don't like being shot at. Period!

4) How many bottles of wine are in your house right now? Liquor? Cases of beer?

0, 0, 0

5) Have you ever tried "Eastern" methods of medicine or other "alternative" methods?

Nope

6) What is your desktop picture? Screen saver?

Some comic my wife found on the net, and no screen saver

7) Who put on the best concert you've ever been to?

Motley Crue

8) How many songs do you have in iTunes (or other mp3 organizer)? About how many cds do you own?

0, and close to 400

9) What is your favorite piece of computer software?

the whole thing...if it was just a piece, wouldn't that mean it was broken?

10) Why did the chicken cross the road?

cuz it was easier than trying to drive with those claws and wings

BACK AGAIN...FRONT AGAIN...SIDE TO SIDE...NOW WERE DOING THE CHA CHA

I've been married to my wife for 199 days and been living with her for 564 days and she is THE girl.

She fills me with joy, pain, happiness, sadness, lust, desire, love and pisses me off beyond belief.

She's the girl I can't walk or runaway from, and being a guy who has done both(a lot) that's saying quite a bit.

She leaves me little notes in my emails. They're little one or two sentences statements, but they mean the world to me.

Right now she's sleeping, and I was watching her sleep, and it is one of the most beautiful sights I have been witness to. I am able to see the wonder of her sleeping and waking up.

I'm born again every time I see her smile and laugh and I die a little bit every time she cries or is in pain, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

We share the little adventures, tragedies and mundane moments that, when you piece them together, is our lives.

This blog is named after the moment that we started to realize that we were meant to be friends, partners, lovers, husband and wife. It was a simple little dance, done to appease an un-relentless friend...and we danced.

That was the first true step we took together on our journey.

When I stumble or fall, I swallow my pride, and I take that extended hand.

I may kick and scream while doing it, but there it is, my hand in hers.

It's early and this slow dance song is over. I have a wonderful woman waiting for me, and I've kept her waiting long enough.

The next song will start shortly.

WELL OK WHAT THE HELL

This damn SOB is still working so I figured I'd just say hi....."SO HI MO FO"S" If'n you actually want me to say somthing more...than leave a comment. If'n you don't...well than don't. Hell I keep it simple.

Jose