Back on My Zen Soapbox

I am staying the weekend with my brothers kids.. Tyler & Dillon.
We went to Assateague Island today and it was very cool to hang out with them.
Their both great kids. [and they are nuts about me]
Here's what my day was like.

Life and human spirit are very resilient..

Doing My Part

I am making an effort not to make this a political blog, but I have to do my part on this one.


This movie is coming out this week and, whether you are with the dark side or the good side of the force, it is a movie that is worthy of discussion.

There are screenings, as well as the opportunity to purchase dvd. Please click on the image and Check It Out.

mini-masala-boogie

Little man is funky like a monkey.
I like the breaks in music. Indian Midgets are funny. (not very pc am I?)

CONGRATULATIONS!!

Ania and I had the pleasure this weekend to be in the wedding party of our good friends John and Jana.. [I also have the dubious honor of helping them meet.. who says you can't find the right person at a bar!]
I told John that night that he just won the lottery. Hey John.. I may have been tipsy, but I was dead on.
Congratulations you two.. have a great time in Hawaii!

SEE ALL THE PICS HERE

Just needed to open my eyes..

I recently stopped working my 2nd job. The cut in pay is pretty sharp, but the rewards of stopping.. breathing.. spending time with Ania, etc.. are so much more gratifying.
Here is in example. I took a walk yesterday with my camera. I met a friend in the forest. I realized that if I dont stop to look, I won't see.
Now I will get off my zen soapbox.

Letter from China..

[A letter fom my mom in China.. as requested. Thanks Mom]

OK, Mom's in China, and those frogs you saw are what's for dinner...don't ask.
China, from the sublime to the when-am-I-going-to-start-loving-it-here???:
Yesterday I was moved to tears when I heard a Mozart symphony played to perfection by a young woman who was on an up-right piano in a small, dirty stall. I ate snake, squid, camel, jellyfish and mystery cookies. The horrifying thing is, it was great. Hunan food cannot be beat. The frogs are for later...MUCH later. My students are of University age; they are polite, sincere, modest, bright and grateful. They also spit on the floor, pee in open stalls, scratch their bums in plain view and throw garbage anywhere and everywhere. I live in an apartment with a wide-screen TV, a new computer, a king size bed and very tall ceilings with elaborate plaster scroll-work. I also chase four ounce insects from my fridge, shower in an open, tiled room with a sprayer, listen to "political" speeches over a loudspeaker at 6 in the morning and have dog s--- in my hall. I am going on a vacation for The National Holiday (October1-9)to Xi-an for 6 days, stay in four star hotels, have all my meals provided...tipping is NOT allowed in China, and tour sites of 2000 BC and older...all for $400 US dollars. I will have no toilet paper, unless I bring it, eat many indescribable things which crawl or squirm rather than walk, breath air that would be an 8 star red-alert in any major U.S. city and ride on vehicles which have never known a shock absorber. I fell in love with four small wild kittens and their mother below my window and fed them for days. Later they were killed, most probably for food. I love it here; sometimes I hate what I see, or cannot see, but mostly I am glad I came. It is like nothing I have experienced in all my travels, and they have been extensive. I am in a place where 20,000,000 humans in a city is chump change. I come from an old, beautiful city of 2,000 where everything is clean, green and where you can't blow your nose without your neighbor yelling, "What?" It's only been a little over a month. What a land of contradictions. I do not think I will ever really know what is going on here, but it HAS been interesting guessing!

Herro..

So.. as many of you know my mom is in Chang Sha China this year teaching English at the University there. What an experience that must be. [Mom, write an article about your trip that I can post here]

The millions of followers I have reading my blog (ok.. 4 people) would find it interesting. Like this.. here's what she saw when she went to WalMart in China. Pets.. I think not.



So.. stand by for more from there..

JetSet

Well, it's that time of year again! I bought airline tickets for Ania and I to travel to Poland for Christmas again. 3 weeks in Europe! I love Eastern Europe. I hope to get a lot more down time in this year because my plan is *not* to work this time while I'm there. (fat chance, but we'll see). If I can get the snow I had last year I will be one happy little boy. I had snowboarding conditions last year that were up there with the best conditions I've ever had, and I've ridden sick 3 foot powder days out west.

Here's a pic.


So.. family (my wife's family ROCKS!), good food/beer, and just the best environment to spend the holidays ever! Christmas in Europe is about sooo much more than shopping. I can't wait!

YAH! My New Bumper Sticker!

WEEE!! I Love This Website. You can make your own bumper sticker. I can't wait for the questions. "A tool of what?" "No.. No.." I will say, "He is a penis." Thanks for playing. Maybe my car will get keyed, maybe I will get cut off in traffic, but hey, 1st amendment baby!

So until I can't voice my opinion, which under this regime is not far off.. "Hey Big Brutha.. SCREW U!" Bush is a tool.

Holy Cow!!

Does Wow cover it?
Umm.. ehh.. hmm.. I'm at a loss for words.

Umm.. that's kinda funny..

[As seen on MSNBC.com today]

Ok.. it's true. I really HATE Ty Pennington. His constant yelling makes me want to hit him over the head with a shovel and bury him in a termite hill. Overacting, retarded, dipshit. But this.. him being the spokesman for ADHD. Irony?
If ever anyone/anything needed to be darted and ratcheted down eleven-gagillion notches it's this asshole.

I can hear the marketing meeting in the adhd board room now?
"Who should we get to.. where's the coffee with the.. dammit my feet hur.. is Bob here to do the.. TY PENNINGTON! TY PENNINGTON!"

I'm not alone:

Another Blogger that feels the way I do..

Now.. when will we evolve? (reference to prior posts that have since been removed, but YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE ANONYMOUS PERSON..)

What's the True Message?

Here is a little diddy about the real message your getting at church.
Not safe for work.
Click Here To Listen

Muhammad is a Punk Bitch.

None of it makes any sense.
None of it. But the ironic thing is that the words the pope recounted from some obscure very-old text, are just solidified by the reaction. It's like we're just some big experiment. I imagine the aliens in the mother ship are really getting a kick out of us.. like a kid with a magnifying glass with ants.