Weekend Wrap Up... Adam V, Lance and Me!

So, my elation over a Colts victory and road to the SuperBowl was short lived. In my usual morning surfing the online rags to see what the Paparazzi is fictitiously writing about me, I came across a nugget of dirt. Something dark and sinister…Lance Bass.

A source close to the situation reported he and my husband, Chad Allen, were seen together sharing some time at Sundance. I can't believe it! Lance! He had better keep his boyband-manicured claws off my man! Otherwise, the feud between the Duffster and Lindsay Lohan will look like a tea party compared to the blow out I'll bring to the Lancer. Hell hath no fury like mine. I am so angry I'm finding it hard to enjoy the Baileys in my coffee!!

In other news, again…Go Colts! I'm super excited about the win and look forward to a SuperBowl victory. I also developed a fond fascination for Adam Vinatieri yesterday during the game. Sexy, sexy man and an awesome athlete. My stalking campaign for his affection has begun!

Speaking of campaigns, Hillary 2008! I'm looking forward to the campaign. The next several months should be exciting. It will be interesting to see how she distinguishes herself from the other candidates in order to get the nomination. The Clinton Machine will be out in full force and I can't wait for the fireworks!

On a final note to wrap up the weekend, I went to see the movie "Children of Men" starring Clive Owen, Julianne Moore and Michael Caine. EXCELLENT, EXCELLENT movie. Very heavy, but very good. I recommend everyone seeing it.

Well, that's all for now. Got to get back to work and, my Baileys is getting cold!

My Christmas Miracle

This is an excerpt from a short story I'm working on based on real life experiences over the holiday season. Hope you enjoy. Ideas and Feedback are appreciated!!!

I awoke with a start to Christmas carols blaring loudly from the living room just a few feet from my bedroom. “The Little Drummer Boy” was keeping perfect time with the throbbing of my head. The massive amounts of rum I’d consumed the night before were not being kind on this Christmas Eve morn.

I was sure the carols at ear splintering decibals were my mother’s subtle way of waking me up. I was also sure she was camped outside my bedroom door with a cup of good cheer and coffee in each hand.

“I’d love to shove an ornamental reindeer where the sun doesn’t shine,” I thought as I massaged my temples and rubbed my eyes.

We’ve all heard of Christmas tragedies in which a member of a seemingly nice family flips out and takes everyone out due to a mental imbalance forced upon him by the chaos of the holidays. As I crawled out of bed and tried to smooth my hair into a semblance of a normal looking human I decide the spiky craziness of my hair and the dark circles under my eyes would add character to my mug shot when I was booked for Christmas homicide.

As I tried to exit my childhood bedroom, I knocked over the empty bottle of rum. Coming home to The O.C., (actually Orange County, Indiana not California, but I like the irony of fame each county received from the popular teenie-bopper show currently airing on The WB or Fox or some other trendy network), always left me a bit nerotic. I love my parents, don’t get me wrong, but there was little to do in The O.C.—see how that works, and I’m always left feeling a bit stir crazy.

In the evenings, after my parents retire to bed at around 8:30 PM (we’re a farm family so early to bed, early to rise) I find the ghosts of my past, present and future begin playing havoc with my nerves. I also retire to my room under the guise of reading when in fact I usually am looking at porn on my laptop and making myself stiff drinks from whatever liquor I chose to sneak into my childhood bedroom on each visit. My parents DON’T drink. Yes, I feel guilty for smuggling the Devil’s device into my parents’ home, but after my third drink that guilt usually subsides.

Welcome Blog

So, this is my first adventure into the realm of blogging. It is something that has interested me for a while and as my friend, Biscuit, will attest something I've threatened to initiate for quite a while. Reason being, I'm a fairly intelligent, well-rounded, creative, albeit a bit-jaded, type of guy who, I think, has a lot to say about the world.

In that respect, and with that mindset, I hope to provide some interesting topics and points of view for my friends to read and discuss. Hopefully, in the process, I'll make some new friends along the way for those who stumble upon this noble and modest blog.

All in all, I hope to create some memories, adventures and some good reads in the future.

Thanks for stopping by and please check back regularly.