post thanksgiving fodder

sorry for the last post with regards to thanksgiving, but life has been all hands on deck this year (and especially the past few months). things keep popping up like the game whack a mole, only instead of one head popping up to knock down its three. so in keeping with the thanksgiving theme of giving thanks, this anchor has compiled a short list of somethings i am thankful from this past year. here is the list in no particular order:

1. stern - has done everything possible to makes work bare able

2. vacation - dallas was incredible for this past years vacay time away. spending time with the southern anchors was nothing short of awesome (even if nana cheated at phase 10 - jk). sorry to see big tex go down in flames, but it was great to see him the week before he had those massive hot flashes. we where able to go to the texas state fair and grub on some of the fair foods. my only regret was not eating more of it. spent a great deal of time doing important family stuff (watching baseball/basketball/and football), and the BEST part of it was that we flew there instead of driving it. i can't express in words what a difference that makes.

3.breaking bad - i hate to put a tv show on this list, but this show has brought en me the mrs much closer (mainly cause its the only show she'll watch with me).

4. iphones - the anchor took the plunge to davey jones locker, or what most people call the 21st century this past year, and got a smart phone. as much as i know nothing about it, i started playing words with friends (which i still believe to be inspired by the nazi regime for its only acceptance of whatever words they feel are worthy of being able to be played), and song pop (the one game i can beat the mrs at).

5. family - i know if i leave them out i will be in big trouble, and i really love em. why they don't throw me overboard is nothing short of a miracle.

5. football - nothing is a better distraction from sept through feb.

6. music - kinda broad i know, but it really is a big part of my life, and it helps with beating the misses against song pop.

7. mmt - as i learn more about it the more i am intrigued by how right it is.

8. facebook - i spend so much time this past year (and years previous) on there making stupid comments to family & friends so i had to put it on this list (editors note i do not own stock in facebook as far as i know).

9. my mini anchors - these kiddos keep me going and at the same time always seem to find ways to try and give me a heart attack.

10. last but certainly not least.... mrs anchor - for some reason she hasn't decided to raise the bar in her life and go above sea level for someone more worthy of her attention, but whatever it is i'll take it. she really helps keep my life in perspective which is mainly her perspective. luv u big penguin.

so there is a brief top ten list of things that i am grateful for in the year 2012. as you can guess i have much more to be thankful for, but i really don't feel like writing anymore at this time.

the talk!

christmas is a jolly time, and the one time a year that this anchor looks forward to. i'm afraid that has since changed with the passing time, and an incident that took place this week. let me back up for a moment and let my reader and a half in on some back story before i go forward and tell u the scary tale only fit to tell on the upcoming holiday that most people celebrate next week (since i am being politically correct i will refer to this holiday as fall break,samhain,fall festival... ok i can't do it... it's halloween).since the births of the mini anchors only 2 things have been able to bring true joy to this anchor, the first is sleep, and the second watching the mini anchors open gifts on x-mas. i can't describe how incredible i feel when i get to see them open up their presents on x-mas, and in a crazy fury thank santa for all the goodies (luckily they never check the trash x-mas morning to see the carrots discarded that where left for rudolph, but i digress). now keep that image in your head as i tell you this story. this year as the mini anchors are getting older (as i am afraid we all do) the question i longed hoped i would never hear from them (besides where do babies come from?), what is the truth of santa? are you guys santa? tell me who is really santa? or any other question related to that. then came the reunion of the anchors fam, and a cousin to the mini anchors floated the idea that mom and dad are santa. with that, the question about santa came up more and more.so now lets fast forward to this week and the incident that has since ruined x-mas for me FOREVER! as the saying goes "while the dogs are away, the mice will play" (i am not a cat person and refuse to put a cat quote on this blog). while at work mrs.anchor took it upon herself to let the dog out of the bag, and tell the oldest mini anchor the truth of santa. how did this anchor find out about this the person and half reader of this blog may ask themselves at this moment, via text message! that's right i got a text message advising me that the dog was now out of the bag with the older. knowing that it was only a matter of time before he tells the younger mini anchor, i cruised home to try to put a stop to the older anchor telling the younger anchor (the older anchor can keep a secret as well as a boat with holes can float .. it's only a matter of time before it sinks). i got home and lectured the older anchor about the need for secrecy (skull & bones society at yale style), but as i knew would be the case, a short time later after bringing up santa every 2 mins for no reason the younger one asked the question. luckily i was not in the room to hear either one of them get the talk. my poor heart couldn't handle it. now when the mini anchors open up presents and get a gift they don't like, i can no longer blame it on santa. they know now that those socks and underwear every year aren't bad gifts from a mythical person who brings joy to all the good girls and boys, but non other than yours truly. also won't be able to give them a bell this year when we do our yearly reading of the polar express, since the bell only rings for those who truly believe!

don't mess with.........

this anchor had the great pleasure of visiting his home land of texas recently, and was able to create a few new memories, and more importantly create a list of observations. the first observation is to always F L Y (obviously)! the last time i drove there, half of the trip was spent behind the wheel with nothing to show but a larger gut, a sore back, and a rock at the windshield. another observation i have is  is geared towards nolan ryan and the rangers, when i ask you to win, listen. i could go on here about baseball, but i can't fathom losing any more readers (last count showed i'm down to one and half readers these days). an observation for the lady in the porto potty at white rock lake, when your kids tell you there are people waiting, and to hurry up, it is not polite to say back from inside the porto potty (the only one at white rock lake) "tell them to go away" and " they're just going to have to wait" (especially when there is a young child who has to go to the potty very badly). karma will come and get cha (in the form of your son banging on the backside of the porto potty and scaring you (not sure after waiting almost 10 mins at the front of the line what was left to scare out of her). after spending some time with the biggest icon in dallas (i am not talking about jr ewing), but the one and only big tex. i now know what they mean in new orleans when after hurricane katrina, the motto became "we are going to rebuild". i am not sure if the one and half readers knows what tragedy that befell the icon a few days ago, but big tex had a texas size hot flash (joke stolen from fb) after 60 years at the tx fair. he caught fire and in a matter of minutes was engulfed in flames that can only call texas size. ironically one my favorite and oldest shirt (old blue) was what i am wearing when i took picture in front of big tex, and whom had a terrible fate that same day as the picture was taken. after almost 8 years and multiple holes i had to retire old blue to the trash receptacle to pass on. he will be missed for sure. now back to the observations. games are more fun when your not texting the whole time. i'm sorry but it has to be said that texting can't replace the fun of playing games and just spending time joking and telling stories. an observation for the youth of tomorrow (my latest niece, and two nephews), watching sports (especially football) is relaxing, and a wonderful thing to do while on vacation, there is nothing wrong with it (in case you are wondering). one last observation before this old anchor calls it a night, and that is whenever you need a belt for a trip make sure to pack the belt YOURSELF! i can't emphasize this enough. the poor airport workers good names where tarnished cause i did not pack my belt myself. tell next year texas, adios amigo.

guess who's back?

now that the smoke has cleared, and i can see half of this anchor's top are missing (spots from it are all over the wall and ceiling). i now seem to be in a very different place (or state of mind for that matter). seems i can now levitate, and transport right through walls. as i am reading my last blog past about how different my life turned out, it seems i may have not thought this whole thing all the way through. funny how now playing an instrument doesn't seem to matter. even without playing in a band (or an instrument for that matter) i can still say in this state that i was at least friends with some of greatest musicians. i was friends with member's from the famed bands the ghost gamblers, the newton gang, maynard and the musties, superspy, idk, office of the future plans, and the chaffin - poelings. reminiscence of not being a director of indie movies doesn't seem to matter much since i was involved with an indie movie that won awards for best mocumentary and best ensemble cast (it took a call from my wife to get my mom to believe it though). i made the mistake of looking in the mirror and seeing these beautiful locks now and realized how much i hate dealing with taking care of hair. so much simpler to wake up and not have to spend half a morning making it look presentable. now that i don't have feet cause i'm flying everywhere, i sure do miss my feet and being to chase my kids around while playing tag with them, and losing in 21 on the old b ball courts with friends. i know now how much of a mistake thinking a bachelor and being without kids is. the feeling of loss without them now runs so deep. i would give anything to just have a moment more with them. funny how that works! now it looks like someone else is going to have to clean up my mess (and hopefully it won't be euronymous). all i can say now is "excuse all the blood, cheers", and i also apologize for firing a weapon indoors.

therapy

sometimes i wonder what my life was supposed to be like (courtesy of this anchor's vivid imagination) rather than how it's playing out in real time. i say this only cause as of late i have had such feelings that only get stronger and stronger that this anchor is going in the opposite direction (like a ship at sea during a storm with the captain or gilligan at the helm) of what he set out to be. according to my vivid imagination, i should be a bachelor and kid free (with the exception of friends and nieces/nephews). my hair would long beautiful golden locks that flows in the breeze, and would be at a minimum of at least to the shoulder if not a bit longer. of course i wouldn't be able to wear shirts cause with my muscles there isn't enough fabric to make a shirt to cover them up. i would be a top indie filmmaker with the likes of smith, tarantino, the coen brothers, anderson, jonez, and holt hamilton. i would live a life much like vincent chase on entourage (prior to seasons 7-8). i would get mistaken all the time for brad pitt or a male model. my athleticism would rival that the self proclaimed ultimate athlete bolt usin (sic). of course i would also be a touring muscian playing with the greats like the ghost gamblers, the newton gang, maynard and the musties, and superspy. now back to the reality, cause like ben stiller found out reality bites! at least he was fortune it enuff to find out on a great 90's movie (with a killer soundtrack). now of days this anchor has a hard time wearing a shirt, but its not cause of lack of fabric for my muscles but my gut and grimace figure (minus the purple). my beloved bachelor days long since past (11 years and counting) which now includes a couple rug rats. i've been fortune it enuff to be a small character in several friends small indie films, but have not directed one of my own (unless you count my music video for film editing class at community college). the long flowing hairs have to turned into stubble the likes walter white had prior to taking a razor and shaving it off after going through chemo. my athleticism goes without saying when you read about a lack of fabric to clothe me. the fact that i don't own or never have owned an instrument, and or taken any lessons pretty lets you know as one of 2 blog readers for this blog that playing with the big timers like the groups mentioned above is def out of the question. they only accept the best to play with them like yale & oxford. i'm sure the 2 people reading this are by now wondering why i haven't used the 2nd amendment rights on myself or made use of the hog rope in my garage,  and the reason i haven't is.............

living Einstein's quote (4 real)

i have come to the decision that the person who said “insanity is doing the same thing, over and over again, but expecting different results” is a genius. i know i am guilty of such actions. i have been thinking about this concept lately, and realizing more and more that i am in fact living einstein's quote. i have kids who don't believe in sleeping (i haven't been able to prove they aren't vampires), yet most nights i put them to bed with the same expectation that they will go to sleep and catch some zzzzzzzz's. i get up for work mon - fri expecting in part to provide for my family and yet my kids looks they belong next to sally struthers in a feed the kids commercial. each day i come home worried my exceptional wife has figured out how low the bar she set when married me and has run off with someone more suited for her. each year i think there can't possibly be another incredibly horrible season of the worst show EVER, and yet i am always shocked when the teenie boppers and my wife keep glee on the air. something else that fits this same pattern for me is weight loss. last year i really shocked myself when i got out of this pattern and experienced some actual weight loss. being true to this quote though i went right back to my old eating habits and laziness and before i knew it almost all the pounds i subtracted where added. for financial people, all the credits now have debits that zeroed out whatever progress i just made. with this weight gain i've recaptured my old oval shape. i don't have much going for me these days in the way of looks, but last year with the weight loss at least i felt better about myseld and felt that i was looking better (imagine that!). i was (at least in my head) punxsutawney phil and i popped out of my hole in life and was not seeing my shadow so i was ready for an early spring. i would finally be getting out my hole from all these winter months (actually years), but like phil connors i'm back to living the same day everyday (or so it seems to me). as much as i would like to groundhognap punxsutawney phil  and crash into a quarry while being chased by police at high speeds, i know it's only a movie (a really great one which this anchor recommends if ur interested). unfortunately for me it means that instead of doing a weather report i need to get back on the bandwagon of better eating habits, exercise, and eating smaller food rations. my hope is i can become more like phil connors after he spills the beans to rita about his day (s) being the same, and starts to makes those changes in his life for the better which eventually leads to his repetitive day (feb 2nd) changing into a brand new day (feb 3rd). i know i've had enough with feb 2nd's in my life, and i am definitely ready for a feb 3rd.

antichrist fever

after some research, pondering, deep thinking, and then more research i feel i have found the answer to an ageless question: "who is the antichrist"? the answer didn't come to me over nite (although probably should have) or within a few days. the simple fact that this person has a career should have been a huge red flag that something wasn't correct. some of the scriptures found in the King James Version of The Bible that helped me best come to this conclusion are: Daniel 8:25; 11:21 "By peace he shall destroy many," and "he shall come in peaceably and obtain the kingdom by flatterers"and Romans 1:25  "Who changed the truth of God into a lie, and worshipped and served the creature more than the Creator, who is blessed for ever. Amen". Another great scripture Daniel 7:8  ^"I considered the horns, and, behold, there came up among them another little horn, before whom there were three of the first horns plucked up by the roots: and, behold, in this horn were eyes like the eyes of man, and a mouth speaking great things" sums up a lot of this person (or evil being whichever you prefer). with my research i was able to determine one scripture that was removed from The Bible. the scripture comes from The King James of version The Bible, and it comes from 1st Double J 1:1 "And the Anti Christ will come to the factory of fantasy and prove himself lame and a tool. they will use this lame power over they who created the factory of fantasy, and will use them to help promote their new fragrances and horrible upcoming music album". s you guessed it was removed cause it would have been too obvious as to who it was. non other than justin bieber. some more things that helped me come to this determination are that he was stabbed and yet has no wounds from this incident. there is a documentary called millennium fever about the antichrist, and people have been known to faint from bieber fever. one last thing that i felt was a slam dunk was the simple fact that you can't tell if they are male or female. take a look and you decide.

anniversary time

recently i got the privilege of celebrating a stone (not quite a mile yet). that stone is for 11 years for marriage bliss. i know the only reader i have left could more than likely careless, but since i'm feeling sentimental that's just going to have to be too bad. over the past 11 years with mrs. anchor we have been though trials (that's putting it mildly): a couple demons... i mean children, car catching fire, foreclosure, me loosing some hair (let's just say i tried out for the new mr.clean), various surgeries including face removal, me being in a feature film (and was not as the anchor unfortunately), moving in with my parents (next will have to move in with my in laws), many many many sick days, an alleged divorce according to a blog post, and a multitude of other events (some good and some not so good). through it all we are still here standing together. i love my wife very much and only have 1 thing to say to her.....

groovy tunes

2 posts in one day after 5 month hiatus, i bet u feel lucky to be the only reader of this blog. i was realizing it's been sometime since i last updated my music playlist on this blog so i knew it was time. i dug down deep to remember my early days of getting my groove on, and i knew i had only 1 choice..... la bouche! they would get this anchor moving in ways never known to man(for better or worse). i also had to throw in haddaway to bring back the roxbury as well (cause we all know la bouche & haddaway go hand n hand). so enjoy the groovy tunes while u read and feel free to cut a rug while ur at it (or for rich dad u can do donuts in ur new ride). im actually getting my dance swagger back while i write this post and listening to these tunes again. i posted this picture cause that anchor in blue looks (and dresses) like this anchor when the club comes a callin. enjoy the tunes!

rich dad's new ride

i know i couldn't leave my last reader holding onto that last post since it was such a downer, so this anchor is back with a follow up post to bring back the good vibes to this blog. when i wrote that last post that whole story with my old neighbor had just happened, and was weighing heavy (like my figure in real life) on me. now its time for the anchor to get back to the basics. lately i've been thinking about my rich dad, he's not my real dad by birth, but by marriage. he's been having such a great time having family stay with him, and it makes me wish everyday we could live with rich dad as well (mainly to save money), but also to spend time with him. rich dad survived the hot summer of utah years ago with brutha money and has told his Herring story to those who will listen in hopes of avoiding history repeating itself. rich dad was forced to sit in a car with no air conditioning while traveling through the hot deserts of utah with brutha money. not knowing what to do when faced with heat exhaustion he did was any rich dad would do.... roll down the windows and hope and pray for the ride to be over with soon. soon was almost not enuff time, but luckily he survived. rich dad recently got a new ride that has this anchors jealous. rich dad made sure that his new ride had plenty of air conditioning so no one ever has to sit through a ride like that again with him at the wheel. pics enclosed at the top of the post to see why rich dad is so wise. rich dad we love u down in brutha money land. can't wait till we have our chance to live with u and have u enjoy our company as much as ur getting to the others these days. good nite rich dad from brutha money aka the anchor.

guess who's back????

i know it's been awhile, but i'm afraid for all the haterz this anchor is still alive and kicking. i'm sure by now i am down to 1 reader (if even that), so i know i gotta make this post one of my best. unfortunelty for that 1 reader i doubt this is that great of a post. last week was definelty a week that i will never forget. i came home from work like most mondays - fridays on thurs and i logged onto my facebook as i usally do (i have a very boring life), and several people had statuses about a shooting in a neighboring town. as i read through the story to see what was going on with this headline. it tore my little heart to hear that there was a family, a mom and her daughter, her daughters fiance, and their little 16 (or 18 depending on which headline u read) month old all shot dead. out here in anchorville shootings are the norm and unfortelty are headlines any day ending in y. this story stuckout so much cause the person who committed the mass murder. the shooter who turned the gun on himself and killed himself to make it an even 5 dead was............. my old neighbor. in a blink 3 generations of a family where all taken off this earth. i know how unfunny this post is as opposed to my norm, but this story that took place last week is still has me in shock. since i know this post is such a buzzkill i will end it, but i will give some hope for my 1 blog reader that im back and i will try to post more and be more anchor style in my writings. adios. 

u.n. resolution time

on the eve of the eve of the upcoming new year this anchor is in reflective mode. although after reflecting on things i'm seeing my thoughts turn southward. thinking back over the past few years, and the resolutions i have made for myself, and realizing that i haven't reached any of them (or so little progress that it's not worth mentioning). Usually i would pick ones like.... lose weight, get healthy, stop abusing drugs & alcohol, spend more time with my family, learn how to salsa and then compete in salsa dancing contests. since i haven't met those resolutions in the past except not abusing drugs and alcohol (which i've never done to start with cause i figure my body is in bad enuff shape as it is don't need any help with that). so this year i've set the bar so low that for me not to achieve these goals would be the equivalent of me not being the anchor. i've put alot of thought into what areas of my life need the most improvements, but since there are so many i'm going with just what i think will work (hopefully) in the upcoming year. as with all of my lists they are in no particular order:

resolution#1 - i'm not going to take a salsa dance class and or compete in salsa dancing competitions (just watch me on this one not do it).

resolution#2 - i'm not going to lose weight (i've done a good job of blowing that this second half of the year already).

resolution#3 - i'm going to find my doppelgänger, and see which one of us has the better life.

resolution#4 - continue my hair loss (u maybe seeing this anchor on curb your enthusiasm at the rate its leaving my top these days).

resolution#5 - continue listening to nothing but good music (no matter how much the wife tries to tempt me with bad glee covers ruining classics & maroon 5. i won't give in).

resolution#6 - no divorce hoax posts on april fools (can't guarantee there won't be any throughout the rest of 2012 though. i don't think i've made my father in law happier though (just kidding rich dad).

resolution#7 - i will not watch the osbournes (as much as i love ozzy, i just bring myself to watch that show).

resolution#8 - i plan on reading at least 2 books (hopefully more, but i'm working with baby steps).

resolution#9 - i am going to determine a career and then work on getting myself in that field (i'm serious cause i know how much everyone around me hates hearing me talk about this topic).

resolution#10 - and my final resolution in 2012 for this anchor is work on getting a 6th reader for the blog (and hopefully keep the 5 current readers on board).

so hopefully this time next year i can say that i've accomplished these goals, but time will tell. have a happy new year to all 5 readers of this blog, and may your 2012 be more fulfilling than a overstuffed grilled burrito from taco bell. till next year... adios!

x-mas list

this has been a long year, but now that its almost x-mas and the end f 2011 i find myself reflecting hard on my actions this past year. as i ponder these previous actions something has become abundantly clear.... ive been very naughty. i'm pretty sure santa won't even bring me coal this year (more than likely he will bring me a lecture or two). since getting something new and shiny from santa is probably out of the question this time around. considering santa won't have the time to read my list this year i figured i would show it to my favorite (and only) 5 readers of this blog. this is in no particular order:

- the gift of music (nuthing makes me happier than great music)

-the gift of sleep (in high demand for me these days since the supply side is short and the demand is def high)

- the gift of peace (my boys do more fighting than al queda, or so it seems. at least they can play with each other afterwards with all the their limbs in tact and no missing family members - bad yes i know, but like i said ive been and this year might as well keep the streak going)

- the gift of a cardinals super bowl (since they are all but out, i figured they have been naughty as well.)

- the gift of critical thinking (something ive def been lacking (and not just lately))

- the final gift is the gift of friendship (with the holidays being around and being in contact with several old friends and acquaintances made this anchor long for something more than just being docked).

hopefully next year i will mind my p's & q's (or whatever this anchor needs to do) to have santa take a look at my list. to all 5 readers have a merry x-mas / hanukkah / kwanzaa, and happy new year. i am hoping that there might be 6 readers next year.

women are crazy

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about time

the anchor is back by popular demand. the masses (all 5 of them) have spoken and said they needed to have more of the anchor in their life so here i am to give it to them (this is with the assumption that the 5 readers are still reading this blog). just to bring everyone up to speed on what the anchor has been going through these past few months here are some quick updates:

halloween - took the anchors out trick or treating, and we still have candy from it (some of that is thanks to my umbro who donated his kids candy to the cause).

t-day - what a great week thanksgiving was. it started out with getting up extra early the friday before t-day and driving almost 14 hours to my umbro's in texas. we got chill with his family and ate like kings (which was a theme that carried though out that whole week) for a few days. while there on the old stomping grounds we where able to go and visit friends cassanda and cecil. now being back there and spending time with them made me miss the great friends we had in tejas. since being in az it just hasn't been the same (but we'll chat about that in another post). cassandra was gracious enuff to take the time to take our family pics (some of the pics maybe used in a future post). after the few days we traveled to see the outlaws, and the rest of my wife's family. this included staying with the outlaws and watching quite a bit of football (thanks again to the outlaws). we ate like kings there as well. the wife abandoned me, my father in law & umbro in law and left us with the kiddos. we worked it like champs with those kids. so to make mends with the males, the ladies took the kiddos out so the guys could do what guys do best.... talk and argue (mainly argue). i had a great time, and sure learned quite a bit. i know i wasn't expecting to learn so much, but this anchor goes by the old adage that everyday i should learn something new (that week should have me filled up for several months). t-day brought more eating (like royalty again) and spending time with the outlaws and my wife's extended family. i had the displeasure of seeing the cowgirls win (luckily i was able to have that rectified by watching the beloved cardinals beat them in o.t., but that's for another post as well). fast forward to sun post t-day and 14 hours again traveling back home. got a rock (i still think it was a baseball) to the windshield.

post t-day - since then ive been busy with work. got to spend this past sun with my grandma eating enchiladas and spanish rice. we got to spend a few days watching my neice and nephews the past week. other than ive been watching football and my tv shows.

i apologize that this post is so boring, but with so much happening to this anchor (mostly boring stuff) i figured i would do a catch up post. have a merry x-mas (or whatever the 5 readers celebrate & a happy new year.

an evening to remember

as u may or may not have known this anchor is another year older (with still nothing to really show for it), and this year he got a treat that was over a decade in the making. back in my earlier years (around 7th grade) there was a musical troupe you may or may not have heard of that went by the name of primus. they are lead by les claypool who can only be described as the best bass player to walk the earth. over the years i have always wanted to see them live, but for one reason or another it never came to fruition, that was till this past week. i was approached by a dear friend last month who informed me (knowing of my great love for primus) that primus was touring and would be in the az area for an evening with just them playing only. "just primus for the nite" was my response. i couldn't believe it, a whole evening with just them. no openers or other things to get in the way of a great show. unfortunately for me i was short on the green (and i'm not talking green naugahyde their latest album). so it looked grim for my hopes of seeing them play live, but then that dear friend let me know a few days later that he was looking at purchasing a ticket for me. i couldn't believe it. there was no amount of thanks u i could give him and his significant other for making this dream come true (although i'm thinking i'm working in the thousands now and still going strong). so then came the waiting game. waiting for almost a month for the show to come. the day of show seemed to go crawl at a snail's pace, but then it FINALLY happened. my dear friend, his significant other & me got to the mesa amphitheatre around 7pm, and shortly after that nothing short of amazing happened. we stood right in front around the sound board area just outside the pit area. there was a dancing troupe of 4 ladies and a hesher wanna be guy dancing most of the show right in front of us, which ended up being almost as entertaining as the band. les played that evening with 3 different bass guitars during the course of the 3 hour show. words cannot describe how he plays those bass guitars. for several songs he brought out what appeared to be a homemade instrument that looked like a stand up bass with just 3 strings and he would pluck but also use a bow just like a cello. larry the guitarist was switching guitars after almost every song (most song would last 7-10 mins). the first set they played classics from their catalogue. then after an intermission they played green naugahyde in its entirety. after finishing up with that album. they left. knowing in advance that they play a 2 song encore we waited for them to take the stage again to complete the evening. they played a 2 song encore and, well i'm not sure cause we left towards the end of the 2nd song. that's part of the fun about getting older is knowing that traffic for a show like this going to be heavy so getting a head start is important. so that was my b-day this year in a nutshell. the only thing about the show that i would change was have them play a couple of my favorite songs they didn't get to. another year down and another thing i can mark off my bucket list. enjoy a video someone shot that evening with whats appears to have been taken with a camera phone.

economics 101

it's no secret to my 5 loyal readers that this anchor is always broke, and will more than likely be that way in this life. it would seem like i slept during my economic classes, but i had an interesting conversation with my son today about economics that would make any professor proud. the conversation started out innocently enough with my son telling me that he wanted to be me. my first response to him was "WHY"???? his response was "so i can be "the anchor" and do whatever i want". so then i responded with "does this anchor do whatever he wants"? to my surprise his response was a resounding "YES". i had to start down the litmus list of reasons not to be this anchor. i told him "well to be me then you have to work and get paid for it". after u get paid u now have to pay the bills and give the money u just slaved over working your hands and feet to the bone over to everyone else. he didn't like this answer so he gave me his alternate version of himself as me, that being that he would not have to work cause he would already have all the money he needed. liking this version of myself, a version i have never experienced i asked him where the money came from. his response was "i just have it already cause someone else gave it to me". this response inspired me, but seeing an opportunity to lecture him on how the real world currently works i said "well to be at this point no one has given that amount of money, and since you want to be me you just going to have to work to earn money". this boy is always thinking a step ahead of me so he tells me "well the i'm going to work in a zoo". letting him know how excited i was for him to work in a zoo i told him "that's a great idea". he then made the mistake of telling me that "the zoo was going to be free for everyone". i had to sadly burst his bubble and remind him that the zoo has expenses that they have to pay for such as feeding the animals and to paying him for his work. i told him i know u like dancing for people (which was what he stated would be his occupation at the zoo), but "how then are they going to afford the music you are going to dance to"? my son shot back "we'll they have $10,000.00 already". after explaining to him that the "dollar amount was not enough to run a zoo as well as pay him for dancing" he gave me a number to which i can't remember the exact amount but it was around $500,760.75 or near it. i told him that i thought that was a great amount of money to start off with but the zoo would still need more to run and sustain itself. being fed up like most kids (and people in general) at the options given to me he decided it was better to just be a kid and not deal with all that now. i have to say that agree with him.

it's job not job

yesterday was a very stressful day (like most of my days since becoming the anchor) to say the least. it was during this time there was a question posed to me by my better half which i didn't have an answer (not one that satisfied her anyway). i'm going to try to give my answer through this post (since she's one of the five readers of this glorious blog). the question came after a very very very hard day of her working with our two kids who both are (extreme) special needs. the question posed to me by her was "why us?" the reference was regarding why do we have to have all the challenges while everyone it seems has the charmed life she wants so desperately. i gave her my basic answer which happens to also be the truth, and that is cause she married me. a little background on me, if it weren't for bad luck i would have no luck at all. that did just the opposite of what i was hoping for in comforting her. so after going to be bed with a migraine size headache this thought has stuck in the back of my mind. it was still bothering me when i woke up so i gave it greater thought throughout my day today. i think i have an answer for her that hopefully will help her (what little help it may be). today a close friend at work informed me about some issues that arose in his family and the pain he was feeling cause of it. then a little later another good friend was telling me about rumors that where being spread about them and the pain they had been feeling after an incident where someone they cared about really her them & broke the trust they had in them. when listening to these good friends tell me the details about these situations in their life made me think even harder about the question "why us?". it assured me that.... no matter what i think we are not the only ones who have issues in our life. there are definitely people who have more problems in their life than others. i know from my trials (the few trillions i've had thus far) that afterwards i either learn something from it or tried to use it as a learning moment. that doesn't always happen, but i do try. its very hard to do that especially when it seems like the trials are caked on one after another another (which they usually are for me) to find the positive lining. i would just tell my wife if she was reading this post that no one (at least that i know) has the perfect life (although i do have a brother who is as close to perfection as anyone to walk this earth). even he has trials (not as bad as ours but he does have them). when i think there are people who have the perfect life with every advantage and not a grey hair on their head (tidbit of info: my brother doesn't have a grey hair either) that they also don't have what i have (besides bad luck) two of the best and smartest kids on earth. i love them more than anything i ever known in my short life. no matter how frustrating they can be (and they are off the charts in this department) i wouldn't trade them or the experiences we've had with them for anything (cheezy i know). i also have the best wife (even though she might think so). i am very grateful she lowered her standards (really lowered them) to allow herself to share these years together with me. now i'm starting to sound like a bad hallmark card so i will end it now before the last of the five readers stops reading this blog. so dear if you read this know that we are not alone in having problems and as for us it is cause u married me.

out with the old, n with the knew

if you r 1 of the elite 5 readers of this blog, then u can c things have changed recently. yes after at least a year (i think a year and halfish to be more exact) the anchor is ready to blog has changed its look. a new background made courtesy of the latest up and coming blog designer "the adventures of jamc" (aka my wife). there is an icon on the blog that says my wife's pov & if u give it a click u can read her blog (be ready to go to sleep though while reading cause it's about the most boriniest family on earth). i gave her one command for updating this blog & that was to continue to make my blog look cooler than hers, and i think she's definitely succeed at that. i even updated the music play list to reflect the modern hits ive been listening to alot lately. i would have these songs on my ipod if i had one, but since i only have them on cd's i play them on my disc man. for those of you who don't know what a disc man is, i put a picture at the top as a reference for a visual. so with that, please continue to read and follow the ramblings of this mad anchor, and if that's too much too ask you can at least enjoy the tunes (please ignore the 30 sec ad for fantasy football that comes up every so often on the playlist).

"You-Know-Who", "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named" or "the Dark Lord" Continued

after hearing of a broken truce i rushed to see if it was true, and too my amazement it was. i thought the truce i had with my wife was unlike any of those ones truces the american government makes with foreign countries while they have there fingers crossed behind their back. today that truce was broken (which was probably inevitable since my wife had her hands behind her back when we made the truce). she wrote a lame post. not her usual one, but dear i say even lamer, and about me of all things. the lamest anchor anywhere.... or am i. since she is just going to blow smoke up your caboose when talking about "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named", then i will give you my side which is the real side of me. below is a list of my actions over a 7 year period. you can decide which side is telling the truth about this anchor..... the anchor himself who most be named.... or his prejudicial wife. you be the judge!

1. after a person with the first name of harry(i obviously can't give out his full name due to self incrimination)was born, i made his parents disappear permanently. james and lily had it coming.

2. i tried to kill harry by putting a curse on him. the curse failed, and the only thing this kid got from it is lightning bolt on his face. due to the course rebounding back on me i had to go into hiding.

3. i don't like half blooded wizards (even though i am myself, its the self loather in me)

4. after a gardner named frank (you know why i can't give out the full name) found out about my plan to restore my body using harry's blood, i had to help him push up daisies.

5. i engineered a plot to free bellatrix lestrange and some other death eaters from azkaban so we could retrieve the full record of a prophecy stored in the department of mysteries regarding harry and myself. i sent the group of death eaters to retrieve the prophecy.

6. i also had to let amelia bones with the department of magical law enforcement retire early with no pension.

7. after that i targeted members of the order of the phoenix, including emmeline vance. they definitely deserved it.

8. i split my soul to achieve immortality.

9. i was able to dispose of the minister for magic and replaces him with pius thicknesse, who at the time was under the imperius curse and used him to establish a totalitarian police state.

10. i was able to relieve the old wand maker at gregorovitch's wand shop & gellert grindelwald who was at nurmengard at the time, of their duties... permanently!

11. i stole the elder wand from dumbledore's tomb.

12. i used my good friend draco to help try to carry out an assault on the people and things at this lame school school called hogwarts. hogwarts is so lame you may mistake it for bryan adams high school in texas (maybe).

13. my body currently is laid in a different chamber with all the others who died from battling me. i currently exist in a stunted infant-like form that my nemesis harry sees in the King's Cross-like Limbo in the Forbidden Forest.

so i hope these little details that my wife left out in her post will allow you to make a much more educated guess on who the real "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named" is. one last thing to help sway your thinking about me, someone once said when describing me "the most evil wizard for hundreds and hundreds of years" that was really said about me. don't believe me go to wiki where you can read all about me.