It’s Saturday, and I’m waiting for football matches to begin. Readership generally drops over the weekends, so I was thinking I wouldn’t write anything today. Plus, I just don’t have a whole lot to say. But there’s a computer sitting open on the desk, and I’m drawn to write at least something. So I give you a very unimportant blog post:
In the last week…
After rereading this opening paragraph, I’ve decided that if there’s one thing I dislike on blogs, it’s when authors begin by apologizing for any of the following:
- not posting in a long time
- posting twice in one day
- the quality of a particular blog post
- the quality, appearance, or organization of their blog in general
- stealing your girlfriend at summer camp in 8th grade and making you look like a fool in front of all of your friends, because you got super dressed up to go the banquet and then didn’t have anyone to go with — or to whom you could give the flowers and the card you were sheepishly holding while tears began to fill your eyes (and even if you had been able to think fast and give the flowers to someone, you would have needed to hide the card because it already had someone else’s name in it — and plus the poem you wrote about the moment you met her and how it changed your life wouldn’t have made sense for someone else anyway). How could he do that to you?
People, just begin your blogs. None of us are upset that you haven’t posted in a week. And if we are, you apologizing will only remind us of it again. Just start your blog post already. And because I want to follow my own advice, please allow me to begin again:
In the last week…
New Hissing Houseguest
The other night I was alerted to a visitor in our home by a slamming door and loud gasp. My wife told me there was a huge cockroach in our bathroom and motioned with her hands about 6″ apart. I was a little annoyed and said there was no such thing. Then I opened the bathroom door and immediately slammed it. I had seen my first 4″ giant hissing cockroach. I hit him pretty hard with my shoe, and he did nothing but get angry. The loud hissing didn’t stop until I flushed him down the toilet alive.
A Strange Gift
I recently had problems with a defective bike pump from a particular company. They took a great deal of time in replacing my pump, and so, said they’d send a gift in the mail with the pump. They actually used the words, “bicycle care package.” In the “care package” was the pump and 49 other items:
- a vise whip tool (used to change bike cassettes and cogs — a very nice gift)
- 48 tire levers (for the bicycle-challenged among us, levers are used two at a time — and they are NOT items intended to be disposable)
Blogs To Which I Subscribed
Blogs From Which I Unsubscribed
Worst TV Episode Watched
I have now surely seen the worst episode of West Wing ever. It was titled “Access” and aired in season 5. It was written and recorded as a documentary about C. J. Cregg, and is likely the worst episode ever aired of any television show. That’s exaggeration, let me reword: It is likely the worst episode ever aired of any good television show.
Most Boring World Cup Match Watched
The only redeeming factor in an incredibly boring Brazil – Portugal match was that Portugal’s Tiago was carded in the 32nd minute for diving in the Brazil penalty box.
Favorite Comment (of my own) on Another Post
The author waxed poetic about how she loves reading library books because of the belongings she regularly finds, left behind by others (things like bookmarks, business cards, love letters). She said she keeps all of them, to remind her of the real people who read books. Weirded out just a little, I responded:
I kind of do the same thing with bowling shoes and roller skates. Whenever I’m renting shoes at the lanes or the rink, I like to keep whatever the person before me left behind.
Usually it’s dirty socks.
But I keep those socks… to remind me of the real people out there who go bowling.
Favorite Comment (of another) on My Own Blog
JMF on the third goal controversy and cable in tanzania:
Ah, soccer. Definitely the un-gayest sport in the world. I mean, you have a perfect storm of euro-trash, men wearing capris, swarthy guys with greasy mullets, and I’d assume there are an abundance of man-purses. I’m getting a testosterone rush just thinking about it.
What I’m Currently Reading and Memorizing Every Morning
Matthew 5:1-20 and 1 Corinthians 13:1-8a
Chance You Could Guess the Gender of My (still) Nearly Bald Daughter Wearing Only a Diaper
50%
Chance You Could Guess the Gender of My (still) Nearly Bald Daughter, Wearing Only a Diaper
100% (if SHE’S wearing clothes) but that would just be strange.
What’s happened with you in the last week?
in the last week…
It’s Saturday, and I’m waiting for football matches to begin. Readership generally drops over the weekends, so I was thinking I wouldn’t write anything today. Plus, I just don’t have a whole lot to say. But there’s a computer sitting open on the desk, and I’m drawn to write at least something. So I give you a very unimportant blog post:
In the last week…
After rereading this opening paragraph, I’ve decided that if there’s one thing I dislike on blogs, it’s when authors begin by apologizing for any of the following:
People, just begin your blogs. None of us are upset that you haven’t posted in a week. And if we are, you apologizing will only remind us of it again. Just start your blog post already. And because I want to follow my own advice, please allow me to begin again:
In the last week…
New Hissing Houseguest
The other night I was alerted to a visitor in our home by a slamming door and loud gasp. My wife told me there was a huge cockroach in our bathroom and motioned with her hands about 6″ apart. I was a little annoyed and said there was no such thing. Then I opened the bathroom door and immediately slammed it. I had seen my first 4″ giant hissing cockroach. I hit him pretty hard with my shoe, and he did nothing but get angry. The loud hissing didn’t stop until I flushed him down the toilet alive.
A Strange Gift
I recently had problems with a defective bike pump from a particular company. They took a great deal of time in replacing my pump, and so, said they’d send a gift in the mail with the pump. They actually used the words, “bicycle care package.” In the “care package” was the pump and 49 other items:
Blogs To Which I Subscribed
Blogs From Which I Unsubscribed
Worst TV Episode Watched
I have now surely seen the worst episode of West Wing ever. It was titled “Access” and aired in season 5. It was written and recorded as a documentary about C. J. Cregg, and is likely the worst episode ever aired of any television show. That’s exaggeration, let me reword: It is likely the worst episode ever aired of any good television show.
Most Boring World Cup Match Watched
The only redeeming factor in an incredibly boring Brazil – Portugal match was that Portugal’s Tiago was carded in the 32nd minute for diving in the Brazil penalty box.
Favorite Comment (of my own) on Another Post
The author waxed poetic about how she loves reading library books because of the belongings she regularly finds, left behind by others (things like bookmarks, business cards, love letters). She said she keeps all of them, to remind her of the real people who read books. Weirded out just a little, I responded:
Favorite Comment (of another) on My Own Blog
JMF on the third goal controversy and cable in tanzania:
What I’m Currently Reading and Memorizing Every Morning
Matthew 5:1-20 and 1 Corinthians 13:1-8a
Chance You Could Guess the Gender of My (still) Nearly Bald Daughter Wearing Only a Diaper
50%
Chance You Could Guess the Gender of My (still) Nearly Bald Daughter, Wearing Only a Diaper
100% (if SHE’S wearing clothes) but that would just be strange.
What’s happened with you in the last week?
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