January 9, 2008

It's late, but hey, better than never, right?

Well, it just turned to the 9th of January now,
And I've finally given some thought to my New Year's resolution.
I think, this year, I'm going to make this one a fuller year than the last.
I want to make more of every day.
I want to appreciate the finer things in life,
and the simple ones, too.
I want to watch a sunset or two,
read a bit more,
write a bit more,
think a bit more,
but most of all, just live a bit more.
I want to push the boundaries of my brain a bit further.
Explore the dark nether-regions that are as yet undiscovered up there.

Maybe that means I should use a few more words. Maybe I should start expressing myself in more complicated, more grandois ways that more fully and deeply express what the firing neurons in my head are trying to formulate on my paper, in my thoughts, and in my words.

Or maybe
more
brevity
is
better.

Maybe that means a more lyrical style,
Maybe I should give that a trial,
Sure my rhymes are usually vile,
But I'd probably get better after a while.

More description might be nice as well. Painting a vivid picture for one's small, undedicated readership can lead to great, sweeping satisfaction akin to that of a...man, I'm not very good at this either.

But that's OK.

Exploring, sometimes, means realizing what you aren't good at,
and refusing to let it stop you from trying.
Never never never stop trying.
Never never never stop exploring.

January 8, 2008

And now for something completely different.




I saw this and couldn't help but laugh. Those are about all I learned in math class, too. Wait. Not true. I also learned how to get really good at Ti-86 games.

January 7, 2008

This is how I know

I went out and about the neighborhood today.
My girl and I have decided that once we are wed,
we'll need a house to make a home out of.
We looked at lots,
we liked a few,
and we loved one.
A little bungalow by our favorite video store.
It's not much.
Two bedrooms,
an office,
a beautiful screened-in porch,
and a lot of the charm that old houses bring.
It's simple and quirky and it's aging well.
We think it fits us pretty well,
and we hope it might in the future, too.
I think it probably will.

January 6, 2008

Winter has sprung.

It's 60 degrees today.
Thank you, Mother Nature.
Sometimes, when the gloom and doom stretch on for months,
I wonder if you're there.
Then,
right when I'm at the breaking point,
right when I'm ready to pack it in,
right when the clouds start to look a little too ominous,
you give me one of these beautiful,
sunny,
warm
days to get me through.

January 3, 2008

Thoughts on college football.

I just finished watching the Orange Bowl, and now that the season's officially over for the only two teams that really matter around these parts, I have some thoughts. They are presented below in a handy-dandy numbered list.

1. Aqib Talib was quoted as saying "One of the reasons we want to win this game (the Orange Bowl) is to prove that we belong here and Missouri doesn't." KU won, and did indeed take steps to prove they are a real live football program. They didn't, however, prove that Missouri isn't.

2. No matter what all the rabid kU fans that I know tell me, MU is still the better team of the two. We beat kU. We won our division. We finished the year 1st in total offense, and total defense in the Big XII North. All while playing a tougher schedule.

3. If kU really is for real, and it appears that they are, I wish that they would've played a real schedule to prove it. I just don't think you can shrug off the doubters when there were only 9 team in division 1A football that had an easier schedule than you. Mark Mangino said in his pre-game press conference for the Orange Bowl that "people don't remember who you played in September in December." If this is true, I find it odd that he was responding to a question about how weak kU's schedule was this year.

4. Mark Mangino needs to drop a few pounds for the sake of his team. They wouldn't be nearly as good without him.

5. Say what you want, Jayhawks. Just remember, remember the 25th of November. 36-28, and it wasn't really even that close.

6. Let me say it again. We beat you. By a sound margin. And we won the division. Sure, you lost one less game than us, but that game you didnt't lose was one you couldn't play in.

A COUPLE DAYS LATER: So, uh, why did I get so worked up about that? I don't even really care much any more. Such is the nature of sports, I guess.

January 2, 2008

Belated: This is why I always feel bad at Christmas.



For those of you who don't have superhuman vision, the copy says:

Handbag: $32
Food for a week: $4

Kind of makes you wonder how many people you could feed with those 4 Wii games you (and by "you", I mean "I") got a few days ago. But then, wondering won't put food in the mouths of the hungry, will it?

Two lives become one.

I graduated school recently.
And I thought that when I did,
I was graduating to a new life, too.
I was all set to start the internship that I believed would turn in to my first job.
It did.
I believed that job would allow me to cement a long standing relationship I've always treasured.
It did.
Over the last few months, the nature of my existence has changed immensely.
I'm more grown up.
I party a bit less.
I sleep a bit more.
I have more responsibilities,
more financial compensation,
and for once, I'm giving a few answers
instead of raising my hand to discover what they might be.
This had lead me to believe that the fun, care-free life I had was gone forever.
It seemed to me that my youth couldn't make friends with my adulthood.
Turns out, I was wrong.

The old friends were in town to see in this new year.
We partied in a fancy place that, for whatever reason, felt like the East Campus houses I used to frequent for a great many beers and even more laughs.
We cheered and jeered during the big game at a brand new big screen that, for whatever reason, felt like the nineteen-incher in my former apartment.
We went out to dinner at a nice restaurant that, for whatever reason, felt like the late-night diner 124 miles to our east.
Those I know have changed for sure.
Much in the same way as I.
But what life has given us in these past few months
has not made us forget the simple pleasures we once had.
I hope it never does.
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