the more I eat the more I eat and other such phenomenons

I sometimes think I have the digestive system of a competitive eater.  I don't mean that in any kind of positive way at all.  I try to outwit my gut by having a "hearty" breakfast.  My gut responds by saying "Let's get a huge lunch too then we can skip dinner!"  I can almost hear it snickering at me when it pulls these shenanigans... Because it doesn't work and it knew it the whole time!  I call bullshit.  The other thing is I can go all day and not really eat and be totally fine then eat a large but not ridiculous dinner and be cool for the day.  Weird.  I stumbled upon (actually stumbled not the web browser/search engine thingy) an article on temporary/conditional fasting.  Basically you can only eat a certain number of hours each day.  Like noon to 6pm.  I kinda do that anyway and I'm kinda fat so... looks like I've already disproved that one!

I know a lot of blog type folks also put what they are listening to when they enlighten the world, so I too shall share my musical whimsy with you!  Tonight it was the Green Album.  A selection of tunes from the Muppet Show and movies covered by contemporary artists.  Some are weird, some are pretty much the same and some are pretty cool.  I'll give it 3 outta 5 BuzzPoints.

keep your eyes open

I ended my blog yesterday saying i would try to catch Halley's comet next time.  That would be 2061... that's still a ways off and who knows if any of us will still be here let alone me!   I mean 2012 is right around the corner!  But I digress...

The original last sentence of yesterdays blog was this, "I never got to see Halley's comet and it is one of my biggest regrets of my misspent youth."  I don't edit a lot  or do a bunch of drafts (obviously!)  my usual method is write it, read it, fix a couple glaring errors then post it.  The "biggest regret" thing seemed a little too dramatic... i mean really?  Biggest regret?  So I cut it out.  Then it kind of bugged me all day that I never got to see it.  Then it started to bug me about the other things in  my life I could have seen but did not.
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*EDITOR'S NOTE*

What you just read I wrote yesterday during the day then came home from a gig late last night and sat down to finish it. This is what I found when I woke up this morning.   I believe I got a little sleepy.  And hungry.
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I'm not talking about the Grand Canyon (although I've never seen that either...)  but things like presidential inaugurations or Space shuttle launches.  Things that with a little effort I could have seen first hand.  I'm going to try and make an effort to do that kind of thing from now on.  I don't really know what that is but at the very least I will drive out to the the countryside the next time the weather man tells me there will be a meteor shower!  I'll even get a pizza.

I reallt dko love pizza.  I  ould eat it evry day if i was allowed.  THat and chheese burgrs.  I don't know why people like medum rar chheeseburgrs.  I thinks its gross!!!!!!  Man that guy tonight hwas crazy!  he kept starrring at me and airguutaring at me...   kinda creeeeped me out.

Ok well I gott to go to bed, I'll probbably call you tomoorrow.

*I found it this way this morning and decided not to touch it and just post it.  I have NO IDEA who i was writing to.  My best guess is my Mom because Sunday is our call day. Call ya later Ma!*

Flying cars and other such nonsense

I believe I was in 4th grade when I learned about Halley's comet.  I think what struck me the most is that was the first time I really considered the future and my place in it.  I was overwhelmed for days thinking about what life in 1986 would be like.  Now, we're only talking about a few years.  I think it was about 1980 so at ten years old I had to consider six years forward.   That was the first time in my life I didn't just live in the moment.  It really was life changing at the time.

At that point I had only considered what science fiction movies and tv shows had taught me.  Clothes in the future will be very tight.  Everyone will be very fit and trim (even though robots do all the physical labor...) Food will come out of a machine (and somehow taste delicious...) and  racism, poverty, pollution, civil rights and everything else we humans have waged war over will be put aside as we unite the entire planet against a global threat of _____!

Well I can tell you how I spent a lot of my 1986.  Watching Top Gun, learning how to drive a stick, battling acne, listening to Bon Jovi on cassette (kids, I'll explain later) and trying to get to second base.... whatever that was.

 As it turned out 1980 and 1986 really were not all that different.  That trend has continued for the entirety of my life.  A few things have changed but it's really just consumption that has changed.  Music is still music it's just on an iPod.  Books (I'll explain those too, kids) are still books they're just on a Kindle.  TV shows are still crap just on a bigger screen.

So, food out of a machine? No problem.  Flying cars?  Nope.  And what exactly is the deal with the Metric system?  Jury still out?  Are we just learning in case we travel abroad? Hmmmm?


 I never did see Halley's comet.  Maybe I'll catch it the next time around.

A gallon of milk, a loaf of bread and come home right away...

So it dawned on me as I was headed for bed that I made this "I'll post everyday" pledge YESTERDAY.  I completely forgot already...

So I think I'll just do a grocery list or something like that but noooooo.... I already shot myself in the foot saying i would not be doing grocery lists.  I have totally out witted myself.  It really isn't that hard to trick me to be honest...

 

You want ME to guest write a blog??? What???

I know I have been on again off again with the writing of the blogs.  I have gotten better with a lot of things in my life since starting this, but getting too busy is still a tough one for me.  For the both of you who read this I will make a greater effort to get you your blog damn it!

There has been an unexpected side effect to doing this.  I really like it.  A lot.  I don't know if I have what it takes to be a "writer" or anything or really how to even pursue it... maybe I don't need to worry about that and just write on a regular basis for a while and see if I get any more better.  Maybe I'll do some kind of 30 day challenge.... Hmmm.  Ok.  I accept your challenge!

I will write a post everyday for the next 30 days.  It doesn't have to be as awesome (kidding!) as my usual posts  but it must be more coherent than a grocery list.  Ok.  I like it!  Maybe I'll even work on grammar.  Say Whaaat??? Oh yeah!

So on my journey to a thinner, happier, professional writer-y me I have already gotten published!!!  No WAY!  Way!  Hard to believe.  I know!

I am proud to be associated with Wood Stove House and honored to be the featured guest blog.  Check it out:

http://www.woodstovehouse.com/5-things-i-learned-when-i-was-a-rock-star/

You didn't know i was famous did ya?

Heroes

This has been a strange football season.  First off the NFL was on strike and it looked like they would not get things together for the regular season, but they did.  Then Jim Tressel, the head coach of the Ohio State Buckeyes, who was the "straight and narrow" coach in NCAA football, was forced out of his job amid shame and scandal.  And then Penn State happened.  Joe Paterno was fired in a maelstrom of a sex scandal...

First, I have no words to describe my feelings toward what happened to those young boys.  Rage is the main one then it's a whole mess of mixed emotions and unanswered questions...

Child molestation is something that is so unthinkable, horrible and unfortunately unspeakable that it paralyses people with fear and disgust.  Because of that, the right thing isn't always done... or enough of the right thing.

This to me isn't about a football coach or about football at all.  It's about hope.  This horrible event has brought so much real attention to child molestation that maybe, just maybe, we won't be afraid to talk about it and ultimately do something about it.  Personally i think they should get the chair.

Joe Paterno was a hero to me.  I grew up in western Pennsylvania.  Not a huge PSU fan but always keeping an eye on them and Joe.  He did it "right", no compromise.  He was inspiring.  He made you want to  be a better person.  I read books about Joe and used to wish that I could someday play for him.  Never got to play for him.  Moved away from PA, to the home of Ohio State of all places, which oddly enough made me MORE of a college football fan and specifically PSU.  In the back of my mind over the last few years I have felt that Joe maybe needs to go.  I didn't want to see him die on the field.  I didn't want to see him got out like this either...

I'm not here to defend Joe.... I'm not even sure i could.  I would like to ask something all of you who take the few minutes out of your day to read my run on sentences and ramblings:  Look back on you life and think of the times you could have done more.  Remember that the next time you are in a position to do the right thing.  Try to do more of the right thing.

I did whaaaat?

So a few weeks ago i went on vacation.  We went down to the beach.  The eastern side of the north american continent beach.  The location of first flight (although i can only imagine there are as many as 75 to 80 birds who would disagree with that statement.  Maybe more) beach.  The North Carolina  barrier islands beach.  The Outer Banks.... beach!

I realize that you might think that seems like a lot of built up to say me and my sweetie drove 12 hrs to spend 10 days lounging in the surf and sun.  You'd be right.  One more thing happened on that beautiful beach.  Me and my lady got hitched.  Tied the not.  Exchanged vows.  Made it legal.... You get the gist.  I will say this.  It was awesome.  She planned it to a tee (she could work for the military!) and she was, is and always will be more beautiful  than an old rock guitar player like me should be with.  I'm a very lucky man.

We did a small beach ceremony presided over by one of my dearest friends and we were surrounded by our closest friends and our family.  It was amazing and I might have even cried.  A tiny bit.  Barely noticeable.

We just got back to our home and real life has already set in:  jobs, chores, fantasy football, DVR's and whatever else gets in the way of just enjoying life.  It's ok though.  I can take it for a little bit.  Christmas is just around the corner!

Best. Vacation. Ever.