We’ve all been doing nothing on a Sunday afternoon, we flip on the TV. Tossing through the channels we get caught up in a “Street Magic” special with David Blaine. This is just scary.
Trevor “David Bekham” Paulsen scored the tie breaking goal at the end of his first soccer game of the season. We’ll post some picture later on.
Jacob caught the first portion of the game on video. If anyone is looking for a quick way to get a headace…let me know and I’ll post the jarring footage.
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Email is a very unsafe tool. Criminals can appear to be anyone. All they have to do is make up any URL in the “From” line of the outbound mail box. Suddenly the email appears to be coming from this URL.
The new additon arrived yestarday afternoon. She weighed in at 43,200 oz. “Em”, short for Emily has a Silver body and white on top. Her skin is a dark “Leatherette”. Nicole was in labor for only a few moments while the adoption papers were signed.
2006 Mini Cooper S | 6 spd | 25,000miles
Dad took Em out for her first driving lesson today. Early Sunday morning is a great time to get some “motoring” under our belts. For those of you not familliar with Minis. That crowd calls driving “motoring”. Mini Coopers are made in Germany by BMW. I’m not sure about the whole BMW/Mini relationship is carved out. I do know that she carves up the corners. I uploaded the pictures the dealer had on his site. They can be accessed via the “Recent Photos” link at the top of the page.
Times are tough, I know. When a worthwhile cause comes across my desk I try and pony up.
Every year the girls in our family get together to walk in Denver’s “Race for the Cure”. I think it’s high time the men of the Paulsen family back something just as worthwhile.
Chris is a Jeepin buddy of mine. While I don’t know his background with this disease I think it a pretty worth while cause. He has dedicated his time to race. Let’s back him up.
Most of you know I am not a huge reader of books. The newspaper, online, blogs, etc are a different store. My wife on the other hand is a huge reader. She can’t be without a book. For Christmas I picked up John Grisham’s new novel Playing for Pizza. I bought it for my wife. She recently finished it and gave it to me. She said I would love it.
Setting a good example for my boys is key in 2008 for me. I want them to see me enjoying a good book, something I have never really done. So last night I sat down in my leather chair and made an effort. The TV was blasting. The boys were running around like chicken’s with their heads cut off. Wife, totally entrenched in some reality show. I thought it was the perfect time to test out this whole book reading thing. I mean if I was going to make a run at this, I might was well try it while distractions where at their peak…right? Why fall in love with something that needs peace and solitude? Heaven knows I am not going to get that…EVER.
So I have on my t-shirt on. The t-shirt I wore under my main shirt for the day. I can never wear just a top shirt, not sure why. My body is all comfortable in my leather smoking chair I got for Father’s Day a few years ago. What could be more perfect, other than the TV, kids, and wife with her ears turned off.
I start in on Chapter 1. Three pages in and I’m hooked, it’s not a riviting novel yet, but I’m in. Mind you, I’ve done this before. Encased myself in the first chapter of what everyone around me calls a great book. The last one…I think was The Da Vinci Code. I got to the museum break in…that was it. I never even saw the movie.
Playing for Pizza Chapter 2 is calling my name. I’ll let you know how it goes.
I have been working the later part of the day getting the links working on the new WordPress design. Let me know what you think.
Use the Amazon link on the sidebar. The boys college fund will thank you. We make about 4% on all the purchases made so if you see something you like click away please. Clicking on any of the link will take you to Amazon. Then form there you will have access to all the other products they offer. All purchases made starting with this link will result in the 4% dropping into the boys college fund.
I have many other affiliate links. I will be posting them on thier own page soon so everyone can link to them off the top header.
The Recent Photos button will no longer take you directly to the flickr account. The photos are still powered by flickr. I am just using a free plugin that will allow for faster and better viewing. You can start slideshows right from this site now.
The top navigation also will take you around to my other social networking sites. if you use any of them feel free to link to me.
I hope you enjoy the new look and I hope it’s a little easier on the eyes.
Tomorrow is Morgan, my niece’s, birthday party. She’ll be 6. It’s seems like every year it’s at the same place, Casa Bonita. I understand it’s her favorite place to go. I also understand that it’s a Denver landmark. All that doesn’t mean I have to like it. I actually prefer going to the “Mother of all Birthday Places”, Chuck E Cheese over Casa Bonita. Hard to belive anyplace coul be worse that that.The atmosphere is ok. I mean it does have some cool guys diving off cliffs into what could be described as a large hot tub. That always leaves a chance of some mid-air collision. The cliff diving probably is the best part though.
They have an attraction called ” Chiquita the Angry Gorilla“. No one, no matter what age you are really belives that gorilla is real. The gorilla suit looks like it was borrowed from the set of Gilligan’s Island.
I guess my biggest “beef” with Casa Bonita is the food. I pull this image off of their website. I did not change the name of the image. This image is named “slop.jpg” ON THEIR SITE! That takes the cake for me. I gotta say I sure am glad there is an Arby’s in the same parking lot. I have never been to a good All You Can Eat Mexican place, so they are no different than an other. It just seems the food is very tasteless. Mexican food should be spicy, flavorful. The food just seems so blah. I guess once you’ve had Dorthy’s Mexican Thanksgiving a couple of times everything else seems blah.
I am sure tomorrow will be fun. In the last few weeks I’ve had very little time to spend with family so I am really looking forward to tomorrow…even with Casa Bonita on the menu.
Morgan can pick the City Dump to have her party and we will all still be there.
Memaw & Papa took the boys, Nicole and I to the Stock Show a few nights a ago. I had some real fun using Nicole’s Digital Rebel. I’ll put it this way, 2 one gigabyte CF cards was not enough. I loaded the good pictures up. Enjoy
I found a link to his on the net this morning wile doing a little simple surfing. If I was only as good a child as I expect my children to be.
Rule #1. Life is not fair. Get used to it. The average teenager uses the phrase “it’s not fair” 8.6 times a day. You got it from your parents, who said it so often you decided they must be the most idealistic generation ever. When they started hearing it from their own kids, they realized Rule #1.
Rule #2. The real world won’t care as much about your self-esteem as your school does. It’ll expect you to accomplish something before you feel good about yourself. This may come as a shock. Usually, when inflated self-esteem meets reality, kids complain that it’s not fair. (See Rule No. 1)
Rule #3. Sorry, you won’t make $50,000 a year right out of high school. And you won’t be a vice president or have a car phone either. You may even have to wear a uniform that doesn’t have a Gap label.
Rule #4. If you think your teacher is tough, wait ’til you get a boss. He doesn’t have tenure, so he tends to be a bit edgier. When you screw up, he is not going ask you how feel about it.
Rule #5. Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your grandparents had a different word for burger flipping. They called it opportunity. They weren’t embarrassed making minimum wage either. They would have been embarrassed to sit around talking about Kurt Cobain all weekend.
Rule #6. It’s not your parents’ fault. If you screw up, you are responsible. This is the flip side of “It’s my life,” and “You’re not the boss of me,” and other eloquent proclamations of your generation. When you turn 18, it’s on your dime. Don’t whine about it or you’ll sound like a baby boomer.
Rule #7. Before you were born your parents weren’t as boring as they are now. They got that way paying your bills, cleaning up your room and listening to you tell them how idealistic you are. And by the way, before you save the rain forest from the blood-sucking parasites of your parents’ generation try delousing the closet in your bedroom.
Rule #8. Life is not divided into semesters, and you don’t get summers off. Nor even Easter break. They expect you to show up every day. For eight hours. And you don’t get a new life every 10 weeks. It just goes on and on.
Rule #9. Television is not real life. Your life is not a sitcom. Your problems will not all be solved in 30 minutes, minus time for commercials. In real life, people actually have to leave the coffee shop to go to jobs. Your friends will not be perky or as polite as Jennifer Aniston.
Rule #10. Be nice to nerds. You may end up working for them. We all could.
Rule #11. Enjoy this while you can. Sure, parents are a pain, school’s a bother, and life is depressing. But someday you’ll realize how wonderful it was to be kid. Maybe you should start now.