Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Jan. 4, 2006, A MMASCOT MANIA, The real battle

It's Bevo vs. Tommy Trojan at Rose Bowl,


Set your TiVo or VCR for seven, Central Time, tonight. That assumes you will be watching the Rose Bowl. PBS is having Walking the Bible. "Storyteller Bruce Feiler travels 10,000 miles over ground where events recounted in the Bible reputedly occurred, seeking archaeological evidence of those events" according to today's Houston Chronicle.

I have a feeling this program will be a series at it "premieres" tonight. We are especially interested because we traveled most of the Holy Land by bus and foot in 1980. I saved my shoes, I'm sure they crossed Jesus' path over a hundred times that week. I'll recount that trip in a later post.

Cleaning up

Literally a little later today. I'm about to go outside and paint trim some more. I did the garage door trim yesterday. Two doors. It needed being done before the spring rains. Today will be the back door trim and parts of the upstairs balcony. I might win a procrastinator award for waiting so long to paint. I detest painting. But the weather has been perfect, 70s and 80s.

Seeker's [] comment this morning references our church and it's Web site, He had mentioned his church's Web site,, in a comment for his nice poem about dreams and I had included ours in my comment there. Just so you can figure out what we are talking about.

You can tell by the time signature that I'm feeling a little lazy this morning. It is just about warm enough to paint. I got up at 7:00 this morning and had coffee making while I was taking medicine. Then I woke Mrs. Jim up with a cup for her. I've even read a lot of the paper and drank five small cups of coffee.

Mrs. Jim has a busy day today too. She has already left for bridge this morning at 9:30. She has a tee time with two other ladies at 1:06. I will take the golf cart up and bring the car back. She didn't want the cart sitting out with her clubs all morning. A few bags with clubs have been stolen. Surely not by any of our residents.

Tonight won't be a church night for her either. We will both watch the Rose Bowl. And even root for Texas. That is hard for me, a Cornhusker and a Houston Cougar, but Young is a fine quarterback and we both would like to see a win for him. We stayed up for the whole game last night but wouldn't have if we could have know FSU would lose.


I found your 'places to live" blog a little late. Here is a take on that theme. I think it allright to post. If you think not or it is too long, just delete. Good luck with the painting.

The Move To Texas

> >Just moved to Houston. Now this is a city that knows how to live!!
> >Beautiful sunny days and warm balmy evenings. What a place! I watched
> >the sunset from a park lying on a blanket. It was beautiful. I've
> >finally found my home. I love it here.
> >
> >June 14th:
> >Really heating up. Got to 100 today. Not a problem. Live in an
> >air-conditioned home, drive an air-conditioned car. What a pleasure to
> >see the sun everyday like this. I'm turning into a sun worshiper.
> >
> >
> >
> >June 30th:
> >Had the backyard landscaped with western plants today. Lots of cactus
> >and rocks. What a breeze to maintain. No more mowing lawn for me.
> >Another scorcher today, but I love it here.
> >
> >
> >
> >July 10th:
> >The temperature hasn't been below 100 all week. How do people get used
> >to this kind of heat? At least it's kind of windy though. But getting
> >used to the heat and humidity is taking longer that I expected.
> >
> >
> >
> >July 15th:
> >Fell asleep by the pool. (Got 3rd degree burns over 60% of my body).
> >Missed 3 days of work. What a dumb thing to do. I learned my lesson
> >though. Got to respect the ol' sun in a climate like this.
> >
> >
> >
> >July 20th:
> >I missed Morgan (our cat) sneaking into the car when I left this
> >morning. By the time I got to the hot car for lunch, Morgan had died and
> >swollen up to the size of a shopping bag and stank up the $2,000 leather
> >upholstery. I told the kids that she ran away. The car now smells like
> >Kibbles and shits. I learned my lesson though. No more pets in this
> >heat.
> >
> >
> >
> >July 25th:
> >The wind sucks. It feels like a giant freaking blow dryer!! And it's hot
> >as hell. The home air-conditioner is not working and the AC repairman
> >charged $200 just to drive by and tell me he needed to order parts.
> >
> >
> >
> >July 30th:
> >Been sleeping outside by the pool for 3 nights now. $1,500 in damn house
> >payments and we can't even go inside. Why did I ever come here?
> >
> >
> >
> >Aug. 4th:
> >It's 115 degrees. Finally got the air-conditioner fixed today. It cost
> >$500 and gets the temperature down to 85, but this freaking humidity
> >makes the house feel like it's about 95.
> >Stupid repairman. I hate this stupid city.
> >
> >
> >
> >Aug. 8th:
> >If another wise ass asks, "Hot enough for you today?" I'm going to
> >strangle him. Damn heat. By the time I get to work the radiator is
> >boiling over, my clothes are soaking wet, and I smell like baked cat!!
> >
> >
> >
> >Aug. 9th:
> >Tried to run some errands after work. Wore shorts, and sat on the black
> >leather seats in the ol' car. I thought my ass was on fire. I lost 2
> >layers of flesh and all the hair on the back of my legs and ass. Now my
> >car smells like burnt hair, fried ass, and baked cat.
> >
> >
> >
> >Aug. 10th:
> >The weather report might as well be a damn recording. Hot and sunny. Hot
> >and sunny. Hot and sunny. It's been too hot to do shit for 2 damn months
> >and the weatherman says it might really warm up next week. Doesn't it
> >ever rain in this damn desert? Water rationing now, so my $1700 worth of
> >cactus just dried up and blow into the damn pool. Even the cactus can't
> >live in this damn heat.
> >
> >
> >
> >Aug. 14th:
> >Welcome to HELL!!! Temperature got to 115 today. Forgot to crack the
> >window and blew the damn windshield out of the car. The installer came
> >to fix it and said, "Hot enough for you today?" My wife had to spend the
> >$1500 house payment to bail me out of jail.
> >Freaking Texas. What kind of a sick demented idiot would want to live
> >here?
> >
I'm not going to blap it, Mitch. This one is marginal because I tell the jokes on this blog. I'll not blap it this time. A shorter one could be more acceptable.

Now, somebody else wrote this to bad mouth texas, he copied it and put it here. He really likes the Houston area but probably will retire soon by a lake.

Proof: He doesn't and hasn't ever had a cat. He drives a fairly new Corvette that doesn't overheat. He and twin brother golf in even the hottest days Houston can muster.

Thats ok though, Mitch, because it is somewhat cute. Let's revive your blog and you can put this there too! Dad
Go Texas!

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