Hooray For Saturday!

Pajama Party

Can we go over something here?  When is it appropriate for grown people to go out in public in their pajamas?  Yes, I'm noting the difference between comfortable sweats and out right pajamas.

This is a widespread epidemic in the Northern Kentucky area.  That goes for you too, Ohio.  Folks over there, across the river, are just as guilty.  Are people just that busy, comfortable or lazy to change out of their pajamas to head out amongst the public these days. 

Here are a few times I will let someone slide for wearing pajamas out in public.

• Their house is on fire.
• You or your child has to immediately go to the emergency room.
• You are going to get something through a drive thru, without ever leaving your car.
• Halloween
• Mardi Gras, which is this Tuesday.  Live it up people!
• Your name is Hugh Hefner.  But even nowadays he is seen in white pants, a silk shirt and a hat, that he has taken from some vessel's captain.

Thoughts?  Click comments.

Inauguration Day

I'm only getting to glance at the television now and then, since I'm not off work today.  I'm sure once the day is done, the wife and I will park in front of the television and watch.  Then I hope to give reactions as I watch.

Right now, on this day, I can't help but think of some of my elementary school teachers, some of my friend's parents and other African Americans in Baton Rouge, LA, and other places, that touched my life in positive ways.

Living in the community that I live in now, which is not very diverse, I'm sure a lot of people can relate to those feelings.  I can hope that today might start to change the way everyone looks at one another.

I'm so happy that my kids are aware of what is going on right now.

Free Willy

I'm not sure what the deal is with this, for I am a pretty modest guy and have too much respect for my fellow human beings (which includes my wife and kids) to stroll around without clothes, but what is up with the old guys at the gym or YMCA?

It seems any gym I have belonged to over the years, there is always some old dude in the locker room that is spending a little too much time nude, when he really doesn't have to.  I've never thought of it as that old dude being sexual, because every time it has been some old dude that just doesn't give a darn if he's out there, working it like the title of this post.

I mean, c'mon man, do you really have to stand there talking economy with Gerald why the towel is around your neck, instead of your waist?  Is it really that short of a walk from the shower to your locker to have all of you out in the breeze?  Really, do you have to blow dry that small amount of hair, sans towel, with one foot on the basin?  Nice.

I don't get it, and it annoys me even more now that I have kids that might have to go in the locker room with me to change from swimsuit, to clothing, on a cold night.  The last thing I want to deal with right now is having to explain why Mr. Peter likes to walk around without his towel, on a cold night at the gym, and where his penis went.

Fashion Nightmare

I am so bummed out that I went to read some news headlines a few moments ago and saw who won this season of Project Runway.

I am by no means a fashionable guy, as far as the clothes I wear.  It's tough being a fat guy.  I've addressed this here in the past.  All the clothes for fat guys, have to state clearly across the article of clothing, "Big Guy", "I Run With The Big Dogs", or something ridiculous like that.  Might as well put me in a canvas sack and write "I Love 5 For 5!".

Anyway, I don't dress fashionable at all, however I think I do have a keen eye for fashion.  I am constantly people watching and enjoy looking at what people are putting together to create their own look.

So at some point this evening I will sit down and watch the finale of this season and not be surprised at all.

Remember kids, just because you think you might dress bright, doesn't mean you shine.  You are never completely dressed until you put on a smile.

This Just In...

Even before last night...I have a crush on Michelle Obama.

Independent Candidate?

I was driving down the road today and saw a bumper sticker that read:

Jesus '08  Please come down and get us before November 4th

If Obama wins, I don't want to hear any whinning out of the Republicans, like some Democrats did about Nader back in '00.  My friends, Jesus just might split the Republican vote and cause McCain to lose. 

Just a thought.

Civic Saturday

So the wife and I have the entire weekend to ourselves, no children.  Sounds romantic, right?

The wife tried to have a nice relaxing evening Friday, while I took our children to her parent's house in Indianapolis.  She got off work and went straight to a buy a car she's been wanting for a while now.  It just so happens that almost everyone else in America is looking for the same car, so it didn't work out for her.  To soothe the pain of another day without a new vehicle, she grabbed a nice meal and shopped a little, to stimulate the economy.

Saturday we drove to Lexington, Kentucky where we took part in the 2008 Kentucky Democratic Party State Convention.  My wife could have stayed home to watch a box of hammers and had about the same amount of fun.  I, on the other hand, had a interesting time people watching and I was almost elected to the state committee, completely out of the blue.  I wasn't that disappointed for not getting elected, I was honored that a member of the county committee, I was elected to a couple of months ago, nominated me.  I've only been in Kentucky two years and it's very old school, it almost seems like there is an unwritten code of who is getting in, when.  I'm not so sure how having a new to Kentucky stay at home dad, that was called "passionate and civic minded", elected to a position that is usually for local lawyers and elected townies would have gone over anyway.  Again, I was honored to be recognized.  I've got some strong opinions about Kentucky, and even the nation as a whole, right now that I'm not so sure how to convey, but it helped in talking about them with a few like minded people today.

So, for the most part I enjoyed the convention.  I found it interesting and I did feel a good sense of civic pride for taking part.  Oh, and speaking of civic, the wife worked the phones during intermissions at the convention and she will be picking up her new Honda Civic tomorrow.  Nice!

We also took part in a great meal Saturday night in Lexington.  We were laughing because it's the slowest we have eaten in four years.  It was relaxing, we busted up the bill and I ate the biggest piece of cow I've had in years.  Delicious.

Traffic Patterns

I think it's safe to say that if Boone County, Kentucky continues on it's current growth rate that it will quickly outgrow it's infrastructure.  Heck, there are numerous spots now that get plenty of complaints, but seen from an urban eye (if you will) they really aren't that bad.  It's just rush hour.

After living here for almost two years, I seemed to have learned all the traffic patterns and I find them interesting.

Both the lightest and heaviest traffic take place in a matter of hours on Sunday.  Almost everyone in the community either goes to church or stays in (perhaps to not be seen not going to church?)  on Sunday morning.  There is a window of time, between say 9:30am and 12:30pm, on Sunday morning when the streets are yours, along with the other heathens.  I like to run all my errands and do some shopping then.  Wait, did I just give myself away?  However, if you find yourself out past 12:30pm, watch out!  Driving around here after church on Sunday mornings, people just lose their minds.  I know the collar of the dress shirt or the flesh colored pantyhose might be a little tight and the kids are hungry, tired & cross, but hold on a second folks.  Where is the love?  Where is the fellowship?  Dealing with traffic, on an early Sunday afternoon, in Florence, Kentucky is the worst.

There are also other odd things about the traffic around here.  There is one main intersection in town that is know for it's grid lock during typical rush hour and I guess I'm one of the few people that realizes that there are indeed two lanes to go straight across it, when everyone else (that has most likely lived here a lot longer than I have) always lines up for at least three or four cycles of the traffic signal to get through it.  Weird.

If people are freaking out now, I can't imagine it two years from now if all the stuff that is supposedly being planned actually happens.  I guess it's all relative to what people are used to, for me it's nothing.

These Are The People In Our Neighborhood

This morning as I was going to look at the weather on the laptop computer, it had a little hiccup connecting to our wireless network.  I went in to refresh it's connection and noticed all the names of networks I could link to in our area.

Here is a list:

• 06Z402832143
• MagicLife
• Router66
• 749210035
• JesusLives
• 2WIRE099
• GassPasser

No, the last one on the list is not ours.  And by the way, weather is calling anywhere from 5 to 10 inches of snow between now and Saturday night.  Oh joy!

Baby Boom

There are a whole lot of pregnant people out there. 

Now there is one less.  My wife's cousin gave birth to their son on Monday night.  He showed up five weeks early, but seems to be doing well.

There is a sister, another cousin, playgroup people, and other countless strangers out there walking around with one in the chamber.  All I can think about when I see them is all those bottles they are going to be washing.  Seriously, that's the first thing that comes to mind.  Ugh, bottles.  Even if the woman is breast feeding, it seems like there is still a bottle thrown in for the dad to get a feeding in.

The washing bottles, nipples, caps and tops, then running them through the sterile machine thing, then putting them on the drying rack, then putting them all together to be ready to stick it in the child's mouth...no way, don't miss that one bit.  It's safe to say, hands down, that song and dance was the most annoying part of having a baby.

Forget the non-stop colic with the first one and the being born three months premature with the second one.  I no longer have to wash bottles, whew!