So my wife kindly asked me today if I could write a blog post that is a little less depressing …..


UFC almost got me to spend the $45 on their last pay-per-view. Now I’m not a big UFC fan, but the company did a great job promoting it, especially the special profile pieces it produced on both Brock Lesner and Randy Coutere.

A couple of days later I actually saw the entire fight. I have to admit I was surprised that Coutere’s head didn’t change shape considering the amount of shots that he took from Lesner.

It was definitely much better than that piece of garbage Kimbo Slice “next big thing” fight that was on CBS a few weeks ago. 14 seconds??? It takes me longer to change my son’s diaper. No wonder that company went out of business.


So I went into work Sunday (putting in five hours on my day off …. yeah, I’m an idiot) and brought my copy of Duane Swiercynzki’s Severance Package with me. I ended up polishing the book off when I got home at 12:45 a.m. Monday. Here’s the plot of the book — several employees of Philadelphia financial firm get called in for a company meeting on a Saturday morning. Once they are there, their boss tells them that the company is actually a front for a counter-intelligence agency and it is being closed. He then gives them two choices — drink poisoned mimosas and he will shoot them in the head. Just an over-the-top violent romp that ends with a typical Swiercynzki ending. This is as close to a perfect action novel as you can get.


Prior to opening Severance Package, I finished Stephen King’s latest collection of short stories entitled “Just After Sunset.” I actually enjoyed this novel more than his previous two efforts — Lisey’s Story and Duma Key. I will also say that this is the first time I’ve been actually terrified after reading a King novel since I completed the Dark Tower series a couple of years ago.


I was looking back through some old photographs at my grandfather’s house a couple of weeks back and came across some old pictures of my sister and I. While I was looking at these photos, I looked up at my son and noticed something that I hadn’t before — he looks exactly like me when I was younger. Thankfully, he has his mother’s personality ……:)


Well that’s it for now. Keep smiling folks:)



December 1, 2008

I’m having a hard time trying to come up with something interesting for this post, but I’ve realized — I don’t live a very interesting life.

We’ve redesigned the look of the newspaper where I work. So that’s been causing even more of my hair to fall out or turn grey.

My son is sick, which turns him into even more of a little dictator:) And, of course, I think I’m coming down with something. Perfect:(

Then I found out that my grandfather is having surgery later this week and my mother (the bastion of truth in my family … sarcasm here folks) told my sister that it’s cancer. No it’s not, according to grandpa, but because he is as stubborn as a mule (a trait that seems to run in the male side of my family), he won’t get into specifics about what exactly the surgery is for.

So needless to say, it has been a topsy-turvy week for me. Man …. I could really use a distraction right about now …..

Keep smiling folks:)