All Kinds of Awesome

Wow this song rocks. What a unique collaboration of talented musicians. I think all rock bands should throw out their bass guitar players and replace them with a hefty tuba player.

Star Wars

I've been reading about how the US Navy plans on shooting that troubled spy satellite out of the sky. I know we have some of the brightest minds in the world working on how this should all go down, but I'm feeling a little uneasy. Because of the "Bush factor", I'm just expecting something horrible to go wrong. We miss the satellite and it hits the international space station. Or we take a giant chunk of the moon out and the tides go nuts. Or we hit a UFO and next thing you know, it's War of the Worlds. So I guess what I'm saying is, I'm hoping for the best and expecting the worst. And what I'm suggesting is, stock on up on lots of toilet paper and canned goods.

A friend of mine at work has turned me on to international chocolates. My co-worker wasn't born here, and has always talked about how gross Hershey chocolate is. I guess when you grow up eating Hershey and Mars chocolate, you think it's pretty good. But now I realize that it's more of the nugat and the nuts that make those candies tasty and not the chocolate.

So this friend of mine gets these mysterious packages encased in dry ice from time to time. Shortly there after I usually find a small sampling of chocolates on my desk. I had one last week that contained Brazilian cacao, and I swear it was so good it made me hallucinate. And what's great about Brazilian chocolate is that it comes with a lovely yellow thong! Or maybe that's just the cacao talking. A lot of the really good chocolate has an insane amount of fat, so as with everything, eat it will moderation.

A few things on my mind...

When Max is old enough to start reading/surfing the web, will I be compelled to take down this blog?

When Amy Winehouse agreed to go to rehab, did she say YES three times?

Valentines Day is such a crock. All the commercials are about buying jewelery for the special lady in your life. Why aren't there ads promoting women buying golf clubs for their husbands? Or how about a nice flat screen tv? Hey a Playstation 3 would be nice. But no, the commercials all have a central theme. The guy who goes to Zales, Kay, Shaws, etc is the big hero. And the guys who didn't shop there are jackasses.

I would love to see a commercial where the husband is out to dinner with his wife. The man opens a nicely wrapped gift to reveal a lovely new GPS! Ohhh a new audio receiver with 3 HDMI inputs!!! Woh the new Callaway driver! Instead its always the woman open a little box revealing something sparkly.

Victorias secret could make bank. Have a commercial where the special lady comes out in some nice lingerie, and she proceeds to kneel down in front of her man and unzip his pants.