Fuzzy Feelings – Goonies

There are times when it is appropriate to call on things that make you happy in order to get you in the right frame of mind. One is one’s birthday. Another is Game One of the Stanley Cup Finals, featuring one’s favorite hockey team the Pittsburgh Penguins.  Now is such a time, in which both occur on Saturday.

Few things in this world make me smile more than the movie, The Goonies.  That was one of my favorite movies growing up. I wanted to go on an adventure like they did in the movie SO MUCH.

Here’s the Cyndi Lauper video for Goonies ‘R’ Good Enough from the 1985.  This is the extended version. It is so good.  I mean, cmon, it features The Goonies, Cyndi Lauper, and a bunch of the WWF Superstars from the day including Captain Lou Albano, Rowdy Roddy Piper, and others.

That brings back memories.  Even better is the video Empire posted a few weeks ago of the Goonies reunion. Goosebump city.

In summary, Let’s Go Pens and yay for me for aging one year!

Yoga Bear

I’ve been selected as the yoga teacher for my lunchtime yoga group here at work. Seriously. Stop laughing.  We don’t call it yoga, though. We call it “stretching” although it’s pretty much Yoga and Pilates, with some “enhanced interrogation techniques” thrown in for good measure.  And I’m in charge.

What happened was that the girl that usually teaches our group decided to take the summer off but still wanted us to continue with the class.  Since I rarely miss a class and seem to be able to do the moves, I have been chosen to lead.  So, I’m searching for some routines to teach the group. I’m OK with that, I guess. Just don’t tell my buddies from college.

On a happier note, the Penguins have made it to the Stanley Cup Finals for the second year in a row.  Game One of the finals happens to be on Saturday, my birthday. Let’s hope it’s a happy day.  ThePensBlog posted this cute video of Western Pennsylvania Elementary students that I thought you all would get a kick out of.

Still desperately trying to motivate myself to write.  I did a bit last week, but was derailed again by Memorial Day. I think Ineed to switch up my evening routine. I need to skip the Internet and either write as soon as the kids go to bed, or so some reading. Anything to avoid the lure of the Web. Wish me luck.

Two Short Of A Full House

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Nobody can say I can’t keep a secret. I kept a juicy one for over five years.  More on that in a moment.

This past Sunday my baby sister had her Bridal Shower.  Yes, she’s my baby sister even though she’s 28 years old. That’s just the way it is. Anyhow, being a guy I wasn’t actually invited to the shower.  I did go, though, to help set things up, take things down, and eat some of the leftover food.

Anyhow, the shower seemed to be a hit.  I know my daughter had a good time there.  My wife painted the little one’s fingernails and toenails for the first time and she felt so BIG!  She also had a great time helping to unwrap presents and call out the numbers for the door prizes.

Now on to the secret.  About five years ago, before our wedding, my maternal Grandmother made my wife and I a photo album as a wedding present.  I don’t really have the words to describe it.  Ours is similiar to the one in the picture above.

As the story goes, when my Grandmother felt her health was failing due to ALS she, with the help of my wife and my Mom, decided to make an album for my sister for when she got married.  They completed the project on 10/12/2004 according to the note my Mom wrote on the box.  My Grandmother died soon after that (sorry, the date she died escapes me, I just know the world is a little less bright since then).

So, I’ve known about this book since then, even before my sister was even engaged.  So many times I wanted to tell my sister about it, but I knew it would be even more special when the time was right.  Well, that time was Sunday at the Bridal Shower.

My Mom was crying before my sister even opened the gift. My sister started crying as soon as she saw the inscription. I held strong, although there may have been a little bit of water coming out of my right eye. Well, I stayed half strong. The picture above is of my sister, holding the photo album.

I remember sitting there before the shower and after, thinking how happy I was that my sister is getting married. I couldn’t help but feel though, that the party was two short, as both our Grandmothers are no longer with us.  I guess they were there, though, in our hearts and surely in our memories.

Embracing a Million Crappy Words – A Guest Post

How best to describe my life the past few days? Let’s just say “wet”.  We have the daughter switched to underwear only, and that has gone well, save for the few times of soaking the couch or carpet. Then, we have the baby, who has decided to try out a new hobby of spitting up for distance.  Finally, my baby sister had her bridal shower yesterday, which went well and a few tears were shed (I’ll share that another day).

A week or so ago, my friend Mike over at the  BeAGoodDad blog was nice enough to offer  to write a guest post.  I’m glad I decided to take him up on it, because now’s one of those times I could use a pinch hitter.

I’ve known Mike for a few years now. He’s good people.  You should definitely stop over to his blog and say hello and find out more about him.  In addition to working in IT, Mike also is being a good Dad to three children as well as working to become a writer.  Without further ado, here’s Mike:

Embracing a Million Crappy Words
Mike Miller
I read way more about writing books than I should.

I’ve heard so much about developing characters and plotting and genres and how to get published that I should have all the tools I need to write a pretty good book.

Unfortunately, I’m nowhere near good enough to think about that yet.

I have also heard several times that aspiring writers should just shut up and write and get through their first million crappy words.

A million words. Wow. That’s a good way to get us to shut up and quit asking questions for a while.

That’s 1000 words a day for 1000 days! Three years straight of over half of the frantic NaNoWriMo pace!

But think about it for a second. If you wanted to run a marathon, you could train for a few months and then trot around a city and complete your marathon. That’s kind of like writing your first book. But if you want to be a professional marathoner who makes money competing in races and getting shoe endorsements, you are going to be spending years getting in shape and practicing racing. That’s kind of like your first million crappy words.

Instead of being annoyed that there is a good chance we will be spending 3 or more years and several finished novels just trying to figure out how to write, we should just shut up and write. Duct tape ourselves to our chairs and write. Stay up late after the spouse and kids are asleep and just write. Forget that agents and publishers exist and just write.

And hope that someday we will have practiced enough to finally have a chance of writing something that people not related to us will be willing to spend money to read.

So, excuse me but I have to go. I have some crappy words that are fighting to get out of my head and onto my computer.

Read more from Mike at BeAGoodDad.

Life Is Like a Mop

I was thinking about life in general today when I was looking at some pictures of my daughter. Suddenly it hit me: whatever happens in life from now on, it’s not about me anymore. It’s about her (and her brother). I’m OK with this.

In thinking about life, I couldn’t help but think of Stanley Spadowski of UHF fame. I like his theory on life:

Finally, the Penguins play in game 2 of the Eastern Conference Finals tonight. This video gave me goosebumps:

Never a Dull Moment

I took the day off today because, well, just because. It came in handy, though, as my wife held a “birthday playdate” for our daughter. I was able to help clean and referee the four toddlers in their quest to learn how to share without knocking each other to the ground. All in all it was a beautiful day.

My daughter had two funny lines today that I just had to share. First, while she was playing in her sandbox by herself, she discovered a bug. Without missing a beat she scooped up the critter, dumped it in the grass and said, “Peace out BUG”. I nearly feel to the ground after that one.

Next, she was “helping” me water the plants and she looked at her watering can and said, “Have to save some water for the mummas.” This one confused me for a moment, until she walked over and watered the Mums. 🙂

Not much else happened. Had to talk to the police because I discovered some poorly done graffiti on the sidewalk outside my house. Not a big deal. Just wanted to have it documented in case more showed up.

Back to work tomorrow and a three year checkup for the daughter. Such is my exciting life.

Slow Motion

Bear with me today everybody. I gave blood during my lunch break and I now feel a bit slow, for lack of a better word.

Not much is new with me. That baby just didn’t want to go to sleep last night, so I didn’t get any writing done. I was able to watch a bit of the hockey game (go Pens!), but not much.

Other things happening in the world… Obama is raising the fuel economy standards for the US auto makers. That’s a good step, I think. Would’ve been done sooner if we didn’t have eight years of an oil man as President.

My birthday is in eleven days. I turn 32. Just another day for me, really. I don’t mind birthdays. It will be nice to see everybody and go out for dinner. I don’t mind me getting old. I just wish everybody else would stop it!

I hope to have an energy boost tonight and get some writing done.

Park It

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The family and I attended a lovely little festival, The Big Spring Festival, in the park near our house yesterday. The air was a little chilly, but we had a really good time. They had a ton activities for kids, including decorating a little flower pot and free face painting. My daughter had her face painted like a cat, and she was floating the rest of the day.

The baby had a good time too, I think. Well he mostly slept in the “Baby Bjorn” carrier my wife was wearing, but what else is a two month old gonna do?

The photo above is of the sign in the “sculpture garden” at the park. The sculpture is a copy of a sculpture of Abraham Lincoln (his head at least) created by Bellefonte born George Grey Barnard. For some reason, I visit this sculpture every time we go to the park. Not really sure why. I just find it interesting that there’s a giant sculpture of President Lincoln’s head in our park.

Here’s a photo I took of the sculpture yesterday. Notice the birds have not been kind to him.
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Just found a photograph on wikipedia of the full original sculpture of Abraham Lincoln.

On an unrelated note, remember that writing contest thingy I won a few weeks ago in which I was published in the local newspaper? Well, they published chapter three yesterday. I think the guy did a good job, although I’m a little disappointed he didn’t pick up on the magical hints I planted about the cat.

Happy Monday and let’s hope for a Penguins win tonight!

A Little Blogging Funk

Sorry for the lack of real blog updates yesterday. I’ve been phoning it in lately and I know it. Just not feeling it right now.

It’s not that I don’t have anything to say. It’s just that I’m not sure if I want to write it.

Things are great on the home front. The baby only woke one time two nights ago and only twice last night. That is truly amazing news. He is only a little less than three months old after all. It took our daughter a year to sleep this well. Before that, she was doing the every two hour thing. Anyhow, I hope this unexpected rest lasts.

What has really been dragging me down is the politics stuff. These are the things that gnaw at my stomach and I’m not sure I even want to talk about them. These topics include the fact that the US tortured people (and some choose to defend it to this day), rising gas prices, and the real chance we could get legitimate change in our health care system (if only the will of the people can win out over the will of the health insurance companies and their representatives in our government).

I could really write a post about all these things, but I just can’t summon the energy to do so. First of all, there are plenty of others who can talk much better than I about these topics. Secondly, I’d rather try to summon my energy toward my fiction. Any of you have any thoughts on these things, I’d be happy to hear them.

So, that’s where I am. Things are well, but nothing amazingly exciting is happening. Thanks again for reading.

Inspiration

Not a huge post today because I have a lot on my mind. I have a puzzle at work I’m trying to solve and the computers are not doing what I tell them to do. I hate it when that happens. Also, the Penguins play tonight and if they win they continue on, but if they do that other thing that is the opposite of win, their season is over.

So, I need a little inspiration today. Here’s a few videos I’m gonna watch just before game time:

Finally, take it Bonnie Tyler: