Why is the Lowenbrau song going through my head? “Here’s to good friends Tonight is something special The beer will pour. Must say something more somehow…” Wait right there. That’s the thing. I don’t have to say anything more anyhow. This is it. No more fishing Ehren’s foot out of the small of my kidneys…
Dunno. I tend to shy away from writing posts that will antagonize people intentionally. So even though I took issue with someone’s shortsightedness on Twitter, then wrote an entire blog post with my dissenting view, by the time I finished messing around with displaying the tweet first by defective WordPress plugin then by screenshot, I didn’t…
…probably wouldn’t be very useful. The ink on my Matt Leinart post yesterday hadn’t dried before the Texans backup QB left the game and probably the season with a broken collarbone. I started to open my blog to publish an update since I’d taken the time to write about the game in the first place, then…
People are saying good things about you. They are hopeful for you. It’s been exactly two years since you’ve started a professional football game, so I’m nervous. That’s a long time. Did the ‘stache you’re wearing for Movember (dear god, I hope it’s for Movember) take any reps in practice? That’s quite the ‘stache and…
Not really. I just hate having to come up with 30 titles for 30 posts. Q is here! Our family had a hot breakfast for the first time in forever and, since it’s been five years since he started making hot breakfast for us, 10-year-old Jon Alex is finally old enough to do the breakfast…
Oh, wait! I forgot! I did take exactly one photo: It’s my sister’s red velvet cheesecake, this evil baked good that deceived people into thinking they were eating a slice of cake when, as you can see, they were actually eating three. At one time. I snapped the photo with my phone to send Q…
I don’t even think I’m taking my big camera this year to my mom’s. It needs cleaning and repair and a little extra loving. So I’m sending it home with Q this weekend. You didn’t know we also share custody of our most expensive doo dad, did you? Do people still say doo dad? I…
