Musings from a liberally conserative, extroverted introvert, optimistic pessimist, idealistic realist
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October 3, 2008 by SH80
“I could never vote for Obama because he’s for abortion,” my daughter blurted out as we sat observing the vice presidential debate late last night. “People who vote on a single issue are…” pausing cautiously not to complete my thought knowing from where her comments were born.  “Idiots?” she interjected filling in the blank. (I could have been thinking “uninformed” or “uneducated” or “unenlightened.” )...
September 28, 2008 by SH80
I am a guy. I like guy stuff…like guy movies. But, I consider myself a romantic; and that includes taking in a good chick-flick. So, when we decided to use a pass to the silver screen showing of Nights in Rodanthe, I was all for it. After all, it was from Nicholas Sparks, author of what I consider the best love story of all time, The Notebook. I cry every time I see Noah crawl into his wife’s hospital bed. I’m a sucker for sap.  Watching Rodanthe was akin to watching bump...
September 28, 2008 by SH80
I am a guy. I like guy stuff…like guy movies. But, I consider myself a romantic; and that includes taking in a good chick-flick. So, when we decided to use a pass to the silver screen showing of Nights in Rodanthe, I was all for it. After all, it was from Nicholas Sparks, author of what I consider the best love story of all time, The Notebook. I cry every time I see Noah crawl into his wife’s hospital bed. I’m a sucker for sap.  Watching Rodanthe was akin to watching bump...
September 27, 2008 by SH80
For those who clicked on this blog hoping to read something risqué…sorry.  Why is it that I can sleep well past the alarm on weekdays when I have to get up for work, and yet on Saturday awake at 5 AM on my own? Perhaps it is because we went to bed too early last night… Which one of Murphy’s Laws applied to you this week?
September 27, 2008 by SH80
Sitting at lunch with several of my colleagues the other day, I listened to a Hispanic friend of mine describe a concoction he’d made at home, a Michelada. A smile took over another's face as I sat perplexed wondering in my head, “How do you eat that?” After voicing the question, she said, “I knew you what you were thinking,” and giggled. My colleague explained that a Michelada was a drink made with beer and “not something you eat.” Not being one afraid ...
September 27, 2008 by SH80
Sitting at lunch with several of my colleagues the other day, I listened to a Hispanic friend of mine describe a concoction he’d made at home, a Michelada. A smile took over another's face as I sat perplexed wondering in my head, “How do you eat that?” After voicing the question, she said, “I knew you what you were thinking,” and giggled. My colleague explained that a Michelada was a drink made with beer and “not something you eat.” Not being one afraid ...
September 24, 2008 by SH80
Even at 16, I can recall watching The Cosby Show thinking, I want to be a calm, cool, collected dad like Cliff Huxtable. I had a Cliff/Theo moment with my 13-year-old son recently after he had an inordinate number of gaffes within a 24-hour period.  I picked my son up from school the other day, and we talked on the way to pick his sister up from her campus. I asked him how he felt about a test he’d taken, and if he was ready for his test on the following day. He quickly realized he le...
September 24, 2008 by SH80
So, I'm passing the time last night reading the internet. While at the end of the information superhighway, I finally succumbed to a piece Matt Mosley had written on espn.com. The article led me to the ESPN 103.3 website where I found and perused his bio (http://stations.espn.go.com/stations/espn1033/story?id=hashmarks), which included the name of his dog, Trooper Taylor. Ah, memories. I played (and I use that term loosely) against Trooper and his equally talented brothe...
September 14, 2008 by SH80
We were in Blockbuster Friday evening searching for movies to watch as we anticipated the storms rolling into our area from the gulf. As we walked the store, my son picked up a copy of a horror movie in jest, which led to the question, “What is the scariest movie you’ve ever watched?” My initial reaction is typically “The Exorcist.” I can still recall the sheets pulled over my head as I lay restless in bed at my grandparents’ house overhearing the lines s...
August 14, 2008 by SH80
A counselor once told me, “Guilt is not a feeling. You’re either guilty or you are not.” I’m guilty. Someone close to me asked me to pray for him a few weeks ago. I haven’t done so well with that request. I have prayed for him, but he requested that I pray for him daily. I haven’t done that for him. So, as I was readying myself for work today, I pondered. Because I haven’t prayed for him daily, will God not grant him the wisdom and strengt...
July 20, 2008 by SH80
I’ve spent the morning trying not to feel my feelings. My feelings hurt.  I put down my guitar and broke down after playing the song, It’s Been A While, by Staind. If I had to pick a favorite song, it would be my choice. A stanza within the lyrics speaks to me each time I hear it whether from the voice of the band or from my own utterance…             “And everything I can’t remember   ...
June 24, 2008 by SH80
A fellow JU offered the following comment on a previous blog I’d written:  “Men get married expecting their wives not to change and are usually disappointed. Women get married expecting to change their husbands and are always disappointed.” This led to an engaging conversation between my wife and I. We agreed that this statement was a generalization, but with any generalized statement, there lies a lot of truth. We explored this remark from a male and female perspecti...
June 8, 2008 by SH80
Does God really care? I find myself at a crossroads in life [professionally], in which I want to know if God is truly interested. In our quiet time together this morning, my wife read to me an excerpt in which the author wrestled with this very question. Is He interested in me personally? Or is He busy with “real” problems? My issue is nominal next to people in foreign countries who wonder if they will eat today, who wonder if they will be murdered by insurgents, who wonder if they w...
April 29, 2008 by SH80
I’ve added a new curse word to my vocabulary: “weed eater.” After yesterday’s attempt at manicuring my lawn and subsequent outbursts, I’m confident that Webster would readily incorporate its usage into American slang alongside its other entries usually reserved for four-letter words. Of course, my use of the word “weed eater” was accompanied by several of those existing four-letter descriptors already recognized by Webster. I’m fairly certain that ...
April 29, 2008 by SH80
I’ve added a new curse word to my vocabulary: “weed eater.” After yesterday’s attempt at manicuring my lawn and subsequent outbursts, I’m confident that Webster would readily incorporate its usage into American slang alongside its other entries usually reserved for four-letter words. Of course, my use of the word “weed eater” was accompanied by several of those existing four-letter descriptors already recognized by Webster. I’m fairly certain that ...