Blinded by the Lights

As I worked my way through Season 1 of Friday Night Lights this winter, I came to the slow realization why I did not originally watch the show. I have…

Miracle Anniversary

Thirty-two years ago today, a bunch of 20-somethings (and a couple of teenagers) shocked the world. The U.S. Olympic hockey team beat the Soviet Union 4-3 in the greatest sports…

Worries About Typecasting

Sometimes I deserve the reputation I get.

I understand why people think I’m loud (I am), lazy (when it doesn’t inconvenience others too much) and obsessed with food and television. I feel happiest while eating on the couch while talking loudly about my favorite sitcoms.

What flummoxes me is how some people develop certain opinions about me. I’m not as cranky as I come off in writing mainly because sarcasm and purposeful exaggeration doesn’t always translate. But that’s not the personality trait I worry most about these days.

I fear people might think I’m homicidal.

A New Holiday

Today, we celebrate the women in our lives. Let’s not pretend that Valentine’s Day represents anything else.

That’s not a complaint partially because I don’t have elaborate plans for my wife tonight. We saved all our Valentine’s activities for the weekend.

I also don’t worry about focusing on my sweetheart at this time because I have created my own holiday which takes care of my needs – the day after the Super Bowl.

Souper Discussion

About a year ago, my wife and I had a spirited discussion about the boundaries of soup season. To boil things down, I think outdoor temperature, not the calendar, should determine when soup fits on the menu.

Of course, we had soup the other day when the weather during the day made me think about breaking out my shorts so I have obviously lost this whole battle.

But the topic of soup has gotten me in hot water in another area of my life. My feelings on the topic may have cost me a few friends.