Rock'n'Roll Friday

Rock'N' Roll Friday

He Likes to Move It, Move It. . .

I hope that everyone had a very merry Christmas. Ours was a lot of fun, with Christmas songs, Ham, delectable desserts, and of course bahookay shaking. Dylan, our youngest, who doesn't believe in pants, came home from school one day and was able to show what he had learned. He isn't quite a lyrical gangster, but he can shake his tail feather.

We were near to ending our Christmas-eve feast, when the boys broke into booty shaking. Caleb gave his best, but you'll see the youngester come in and show how it's done. He obliges first, in making his brother feel like he's doing it somewhat well, but then gets down and decides to tempt fate and throw in some elbows before Saint Nick shows up.

So it was a lot of fun. Dylan got too worked up, and really impressed me. After all was said and done, Dylan had de-escalated and was standing next to me. I heard a SPLAT, looked at Dylan. Dylan looked me straight in the eye, and said: I threw up.

Remind me sometime to share with you my stories of having too much fun leading to non-alcohol induced vomiting. Who says you need to get schnockered to have fun? Here's looking to New Years.

Missed it by that much!

Here is a picture of the Aurora Borealis - most commonly known as the Northern Lights. Yeah - they get pretty spectacular. It's been years though since I've seen some really intense lights, mostly because where I've been living, I usually see just the greenish haze, which is eerie and awesome in its own right.

So we didn't make the historic 1000 visitors on the 40th post. As of this posting, there have been 997 visitors. Quite amazing actually that people still come back. I guess it's because it is akin to watching a horrible accident in progress, you just can't take your eyes off of it.

The first week of December is already over. I can't believe it. Today is my younger sister's b-day. So props to her. Don't drink it all in one sitting!

We're not sure what our plans for the weekend are, it may involve some family pictures for the Christmas card - but who knows. Maybe it'll just include the usual, re-enactment of various Simpson episodes. No one in my family has seen an episode of The Simpsons, other than me, so I'm the only one who gets the joke. Amber's expressed serious concern, but I know what's up.

I'd like to thank my followers who have placed captions on Hector. He found them rather amusing. Don't mind if he knocks on your door in the next day or two, he just wants to say "Thanks."

I spoke to a friend of mine the other day, he told me that he had gone to see the movie "Twilight". Now - I had told him that it is a total chick flick and really has nothing to do with vampires. This is a direct quote: 'The commercials made it look so cool though.'

Let me tell you a little about advertising. The purpose of it, is to make you think that what ever is being pitched is a "Good idea." Why do think there were are so many Chia Pets sold - still!?!?!

The other day, my friend and associate Grant went to a luncheon of one our professional groups. Usually it is a guest speaker of some significance in the financial/professional industry and community. That days guest speaker were two Marines for the Toys for Tots program. We love our military, and love the program - let me make that clear. We love them. We sometimes need restraining orders against us because of our love for them, laws have been passed. . .

So the article I posted the other day about the fat German soldiers, well I guess we had a dumb Marine. His presentation was made up of personal stories that really had nothing to do with either a) the Marines or b) Toys for Tots.

In fact, he spoke of quite intimate topics and used finger quotations all wrong:

Marine: I've been in "Alaska" for about seven months. I was getting ready to be deployed to "Iraq" when I had a "heart-attack". So now I'm "here". I have a girlfriend in "Texas" that had my "kid" (ok, this is Bob, maybe that finger quote was actually correct, but I digress). I'm hoping to get my job back at "Hardee's". If you're ever in Wyoming, ask for 'Wild Bill'. " " (Bob again, I don't know if you caught that, but that was finger quotes over nothing. Just random finger quoting.)

Have a great weekend everybody!!


"It's late, you should really just get back to bed. You need your rest. We'll go for a stroll tomorrow after breakfast. I promise."

Glares.

"Please, just go back to bed and try to get some sleep."

Turns, and walks surprisingly deftly back to the room. Shuts the door. Sobs.

TGIF

Welcome - ONE AND ALL!!! It's Friday - and the historic 26th posting!!!

There is a lot to get through today my friends. What a week huh? I can't believe everything that has happened.

I have to admit that today's blog is difficult to write. Perhaps because I'm trying to actually put some thought into it before I type down my thoughts. Why do I even go through this exercise? I'm not a writer. I'm not a columnist. I don't think I even can say that I'm a pundit on any issue.

I guess it's because I don't take any of this very seriously. It's an outlet - most of the day I'm often on the phone trying to set appointments, or following up on opened business, or even studying to keep up-to-date on all the latest changes in the financial industry.

The problem today is - I'm not feeling rather creative. I chalk it up to being Friday -the end of a long week. So here are two incidents that happened this week that I will report on.

Amber came home yesterday and told me about an experience while at work. She was dropping off some information to this guy in charge of materials or maintenance, I'm not entirely sure; I had in my mind an older gentleman who resembles Creed from the television show: The Office.

Scene - Hallway of RurAL CAP office building. Mid-Afternoon. Amber stands before a closed office door, Amber knocks on the door:

Creed: Come in.

Amber enters office. Interior slightly messy office, that smells of lemon seed and flax oil. Creed, sitting behind desk, rotates pleather office chair to reveal that he is exercising his inner thighs with the Thighmaster, and continues to do so in front of Amber.

Amber (thinking): Maintain eye contact, look out his window: Creed, in order for me to fulfill the order for our Napaskiak region, I need form 829.

Creed: Not a problem. Sets down thigh-master. Walk to bookshelf and gets form. Takes form to Amber.

Creed: You know - you are one attractive woman.

Amber: Thanks.

That's all - Amber then left creepy guy.

Earlier in the day: I'm at my office and need to take care of some business. As soon as I step out of the mensroom, I am greeted by a lady from one of the other offices in the building. She says to me.

Lady: Do you notice a strange smell?

I look at her with a look as did you really just ask me that? Then I glance down at my book, then back at the mensroom door, and point back to the mensroom door with my book and say: I certainly hope not.

Lady: It smells like fumes or something.

Bob: It's quite possible.

Then we both walk away from each other.