Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Take a seat




She is so cute, that you almost forget that she isn't doing the potty training thing at all. She is actually pretty afraid of the toilet for some reason (insert joke here). Don't worry, she has been promised gummy worms and a party with a cake if she will use her potty. I think she's holding out for a pinata.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Rodney Dangerfield

I never thought things would sink to this level, but I have been tagged by my sister and feel some sort of ego-challenge to respond (against my moral fiber). Per the rules, here are the rules:

The rules:
1) Link to the person that tagged you.
2) Post the rules on your blog.
3) Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.
4) Tag at least three people at the end of your post and link to their blogs.
5) Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
6) Let the fun begin...

1) Well, right off the bat, I have a problem. I am still using OS X 10.2.8. If you know anything, you will know that this is the OS that came with my computer when I purchased it on June of 2003. So, technically, I can't link to the person that tagged me. So, I will use fulfill my obligation to list 6 non-important things/habits/quirks as I respond to each rule.

Megan might say that as her older brother, I had a big influence on her. However, I tend to believe that my link to Megan relates more to the simultaneous amplification of our brain waves which has led to our both being somewhat off-kilter. Without her, I would have had no audience and consequently would never have reached the levels of dumbness that I have. For example, Megan will recall how I used to chase her around our house, growling on all fours like a dog, and biting her leg if I caught her. If she hadn't been there, however, I don't think I would have acted like a dog and snapped at thin air. So, it is kind of her fault too...(www.newbigidea.blogspot.com).

2) I hate forwards and things like this. I typically make it a point TO break the chain. I even had to block my mom's emails for a time because I was tired of all the forwards she would send.

3) I share non-important things/habits/quirks far too often with total strangers. Initially, I believe it will endear me to new people-make me more human and less superhero. Ultimately, I end up being the quirky guy they habitually expect to do something stupid and they will say "You always do that", but that is non-important. In fact, one quirk that drives my wife a little crazy is my tendency to always want a fresh start. I love clean slates and blank canvases and new years because I am free of the tendencies and stereotypes that hinder me. Like this blog--since I have so poorly contributed to the blogosphere, part of me thinks it might be better to kill this one and start a new one altogether, and that somehow I would be absolutely consistent in posting daily, etc. That won't happen (unless I update my OS), but I do have an announcement:

I am going back to school. I took the GMAT on Friday and scored well enough to justify completing applications to get an MBA. Though I could fill a book with thoughts on this, I need to move on.


4) Here is the sad truth on tagging 3 other people: I have a bookmark to Cindy's blog, and pretty much access every other blog of everybody else I know through her links. That includes my sister and actually--my own blog as well. So, I am going to ask Cindy to tag 3 people for me, since I really can't link to theirs directly--and I hate imposing on people. This is a quirk worthy of mentioning. I can't stand bugging people directly. I have no problem being a nuisance indirectly, of course. Typically you might think this is a good quality to have, but when your job is to bug people until they like you (sales), it is not good. Being a missionary felt that way at times too. I remember a particular day in San Diego when my comp and I walked into an apartment courtyard teeming with Mexikids and their moms. I am not exaggerating when I say there were some thirty people outside. I further am not guilty of hyperbole when I say that within 20 seconds, every last human being was safely inside behind closed door. Chupacabras! In the end, of course, they were all baptized and have a branch in their own complex. Not really, we dusted our feet and left and the buildings collapsed. Not really, it just sucked.

5) Again, Cindy, if you could help out with this, I would appreciate it. Kelly left me a comment, so she may be a good one. I will let you choose 2 others. By the way, I do read the blogs more often than I post, though nothing like daily. Leaving comments, however, is too much of a commitment. Then people check your blog to see if you posted something (which is why people normally leave comments, right?) and see that you haven't and think you are lame. Kelly doesn't fall under this category. Really, though, I think it makes me more 2Legit2Quit that D don't comment. Please Hammer, don't hurt'em.

6) So, Kari is due with a girl at the end of May. The fun really has begun. Also, the future holds change, which means a blank slate, which is also fun for me. However, in the Spirit of fun, I am committing myself to trying to join a softball team in the near future. In the meantime, let the good times roll and comment away, if you are so lame...