You know sometimes I start these blogs with a title already in mind, an understanding or at least an idea of what I want to write about. Sometimes I open this blank page and just stare at it, knowing I want to write, but unsure what about. Sometimes I let that uncertainty deter me from posting. Sometimes I don't.
This time I'm feeling like my inner monologue will suffice for this post. I, like many adults have recently been enduring this joke of a government unravel within weeks of our new POTUS taking office and that really led me to thinking about rattling off my thoughts on that, but you know what?
Why? People are clearly divided on media driven principles and the repetitive posts about who is right and who is wrong are making me want to shoot myself with a nail gun. (I'm not bullet-annoyed yet)
So, instead I will write about a few random thoughts I've had this week.
1. It being Super Bowl week I think I owe it to myself to stop lying to myself and admit something that I've never want to say out loud. It's the type of thing that burns you up inside just thinking of verbalizing the words. But as I've gotten older, my pride has taken a backseat to my integrity and I believe it's time I man up and say it... Tom Brady is the best QB in history.
2. I think my daughter has a photographic memory. She always beats the dog shit out of me at Memory. I know what you're thinking---- memory is likely not your strong suit Cole, which I already took into account! But when my wife, her fighter pilot brother, the doctor father in law and every other person in the family repeatedly get served by our not-even-5-year-old, I think I have a case. Regardless, she's smart as a whip and I'm excitedly proud of my child already. The jury is still out on the one that just rolls around and drools all day.
3. After this Sunday, my excuses evaporate and I can start being productive on Sunday's again. #Bittersweet
4. Matt Ryan better not blow this game.
5. I realized my disdain for my daughter's expectation of instant gratification when it comes to movies and music has made me my father. My daughter asked to listen to a song the other day and although we can easily pull up the song and play it on our phone, it seemingly was not fast enough for her and in that moment I wanted to go buy a tape deck and cassette of her song where it is in the middle of side B so she had to fast forward for 6 minutes just to get to that shit! IN MY DAY......
6. Could you imagine if you had to endure a full tooth tearing through your gums as an adult? How about a full mouth of 'em? Remember growing pains too? (Not the show. RIP Mr. Seaver) Fuck that noise. Kid's are soldiers. No wonder Al Qaeda recruits 'em so young..... Too much?
7. Every year about this time, I remember why I hate Clay Bennet.
8. After seeing the (hundreds?) of thousands of women march after Chump was inaugurated, with zero issues with the cops, I'm convinced that women should do all of the marching. I'll make the signs and watch the game with the kids. Please get me a coffee on the way home.
9. I'm enjoying life right meow.
10. We should've ran the ball.......................
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