Monday, March 30, 2009

Sneaky Daddy Like New Makeover

My dear, talented wife asked me this weekend if I wanted to give my blog a full makeover. So, I of course said, "Oh yes!" So, within a little while, she had this new look for me. Which, of course, I love.

I would love to take this moment to thank my wife, Jill (Sneaky Momma), for working so hard on my blog.

Love you, Honey!

--Lane

Thursday, March 26, 2009

First 5-Greatest Comic Book/Cartoon Heroes

Do I claim to be a comic nerd...no. But, as a child, I had a passing fancy with super heroes. I enjoyed the thought that little geeky me, circa 10 years old, could be faster than a speeding bullet, fling through the night sky on a web or on bat wings, fly in an invisible jet and...okay, not really that last one.

But, I digress. This is the day that I tell the truth without passion or bias. I will be mainstream. If you have a comic book hero that I haven't heard of, than to be honest, they do NOT belong on this list.

First 5 Super Heroes

5. The Green Lantern-Hey, he had a cool ring that could do anything. He was a fringe hero, someone I could relate to growing up. In the schoolyard in elementary, everyone wanted to be some of the others lower on the list...I wanted to be the Lantern. Guess, he always will have a spot in my heart for that.

4. Flash-Geez, wouldn't it be cool to be the Flash and line up as a wideout in the NFL? Speed kills. But in this case, it thrills. Uniform was a little, well, GAY! But, the idea was sound and I know I would've loved to have super speed. (Or any speed)

3. Batman-Cool toys. Perhaps the coolest outfit out there....Black as night. Probably would be higher here if he actually was physically 'super'. But, the rich guy was definitely the persona we all would've love(d) to be.

2. Superman-Had the coolest skill set of any hero. He could fly, he could lift whole trains by himself, he could spit fire from his eyes, hear a mouse fart on a pillow at 100 miles, crap gold, etc. Basically, he could do anything needed...except be in the same area as Kryptonite. If he was, he would be weaker than a Woody Allen Character.

1. Spiderman-While the other heroes would win by far more than they lost, he was about .500. He was a kid that had his powers thrust upon him. He learned on the fly and in this case the story is what is cool about this hero. He was not invincible. He was not overly intelligent. He was not unbeatable. He was real....well, once you get past the whole radioactive spider thing.

Writer's Workshop-Childhood and Foiling the 'Magic Hat'


One of the things I look forward to the most is Mama Katt's writer's workshop. This week she has come up with several interesting prompts. They are:


1.) Somebody I'm praying for....


MckMama's family.

2.) I don't believe in prayer because...

Um...not applicable for me.


3.) What are you putting off right now?


Grading papers...a lot of papers.

4.) You can go back to your childhood for one day. What day and age do you choose?


5.) Your friend tells you he can pick up any girl at the bar, no matter what he says. You bet him $100 he can't. Create the world's worst pick up line and send your friend off into the crowd. What happens?



Since I neglected my studies and did not turn in my homework last week, I am choosing two of Mama Katt's prompts...hopefully I will get extra credit for them.


4. Select a day in childhood, what age and day do I choose?


The year was 1983. I was in middle school and a bit on the nerdy side. (Okay, scrawny, coke bottle glasses with Buddy Holly glasses, and social awkwardness...if the dictionary had a picture of the word nerd, my mug would've been published.) Anyways, the day would be in late October as 95 pound weakling young Lane was playing football. They had moved me off the line and I was playing backup full back. It was hard to place me in a position with my unique skill set.


I was small, but I was slow.


As in all great stories, I was given a chance to play because the starting fullback got banged up. So, knowing that I was not the best of all blockers (kind of why they took me off the line) the coach decided to run the '23 counter' which in this play I would get the ball on a kind of reverse. For some reason, putting me with the ball was less risky than letting me block. I guess with reasoning such as this is why this coach only coached middle school and never went on to bigger and better things.


Well, for TWO consecutive plays I ran like a man possessed. First play, I went nine yards before a guy caught me by my shoestrings. If he missed I was off to the races...which knowing my lack of speed, I would've lost.


Then he let me run again. I missed the tackler this time and was running up the sideline. Fifteen yard gain!! At the end of the drive, we scored a touchdown. But, we rean the '23 counter' for the two point conversion which I scored on. (I was knocked across by a rather large teammate and saw stars for probably two minutes)


I wish I could say that this was the beginning of my running back career and that I found the postion on the field that was mine. But, it didn't. The starter was back the next drive and I was back on the bench. I played football for six years on the middle school and high school teams and success was few and far in between for me. It was more of a test to see if I could finish out the season more than enjoyment. However, for that drive I found enjoyment and a great deal of it.


5.) Your friend tells you he can pick up any girl at the bar, no matter what he says. You bet him $100 he can't. Create the world's worst pick up line and send your friend off into the crowd. What happens?


Since I'm in to time travel today, I'm going to imagine myself back at Tarleton State University, circa early 1990's. I had a friend named 'Dexter' (not the name he would choose to use) who wore what we all acknowledged as 'The Hat of Magic'. It was a black cowboy style hat that looked similar to one George Strait threw on when he went singing. As my friend was thin, six foot three and wore boots, the George Strait image definitely was portrayed when we went bar-hopping. As the hat went on, his persona was complete. He was a veritable 'Funky Cole Medina' to girls at the ol' Dodge House that used to be the cowboy/cowgirl hangout.


Realizing such a powerful Talisman existed with the headwear, if the mighty 'Dex' brought out the bet, I feel my anti-aphrodisiac abilities would be equal to the challenge.


This how I would imagine the night would go. Clint Black would be singing the song 'Better Man' and the beer would be flowing. Girl's dressed in feminine rural attire would be drinking, smoking, and dancing. I would be the odd man out as I look stupid in a cowboy hat and boots hurt my feet. So, my role would be only as spectator. As the darkness, the sound, and the seemingly endless supply of Bud Lite began to work in Dex, he would proclaim his challenge to the world. 'With this hat, I am the most wanted man in here.' Or probably he would say, 'Dude, I can nail any girl in this place!'


So, as we consider the stakes, we pick a seemingly wall flower like girl who would be somewhat in his league. I lean over and I whisper the line he must use as I walk over non chalantly to the side and watch the action. I feel the C-Note will be well spent just to hear the phrase that will be on the lips of my bud as he leaps into action.


The music goes silent as the Dex smiling, says one of these anti romantic lines.


A. Are you a Trekkie?

B. Do you know what 'menage a tois' means?

C. I have the nation's largest gay porn collection, would you like to see it?

D. You look like a movie star...did you double for Rosie O'Donnell or something?

E. I know you must recognize me, I was on the Jerry Springer show about ten times.

F. How much for just an hour of gooooodddd lovin'?

I win.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

NOT ME MONDAY-SPRING BREAK ADDITION




Thanks to McKmama for the Blog Carnival that is 'NOT ME MONDAY'. Check her out!!


Well, since it was Spring Break, nothing really happened. We did NOT go out of town at all. Since we did not go anywhere, I'm not even feeling bad about not loading our suitcase in the car. I mean really, who forgets their suitcase when they go on vacation? I mean, if you did that, you might have to stop at Wal-Mart and get some much needed supplies. Not that we did that, I'm just speculating what would we do if such an event actually happened.

Even if we did go out of town...without our luggage, we sure wouldn't found ourselves in dire need of tires over two hundred miles from home, would we? I am after all am responsible for the well being of the car..I would NEVER have let ourselves go a couple of hundred miles without checking the tires first. So, because of that we did NOT lay almost $750 on a set of four tires during our vacation...that we didn't really go on...without our luggage.

I did NOT enjoy a glorious night with Sneaky Mama without the deductions at a scenic Hill Country Bed & Breakfast. We did NOT enjoy ourselves immensely on our new set of tires as we drove home....without our luggage.

We were smart on Friday and did NOT go to the zoo. I mean, with every one else going to the zoo, we would be pretty dumb to go ourselves. The girls did not have a chance to pint at the zebras, or laugh at the monkeys or that silliness, because we didn't go. (We didn't go with a stroller wheel overinflated and hanging out the side, tires were not a problem at all for me this week).

Finally, as we stayed home all week, we did NOT go to my nephew's fifth birthday party. We did NOT have a great time..um...since we didn't go. (But if we would've gone, you can damn well believe we would've brought our luggage.)

I hope your week wasn't as uneventful as ours.


---Lane

Friday, March 20, 2009

First 5-Dealing With Generation "I Don't Give A Damn!"

You know...there was a time when I was a kid. Really, promise. I know that I did a lot of dumb things in my misspent youth. But, this batch of kids are about to drive me absolutely NUTS!! So, in (dis)-honor to some of the future leaders of our society, I have a First 5 List.


First 5 Things That Piss Me Off About Teenagers Today


5. The Rolled Eyes-If you have never had anyone roll their eyes at you, it is quite a moment. You feel so validated as they tell you, nonverbally, that you are barely worthy of their time. That you are some obstacle in their way as they go on to bigger and better things....like Dairy Queen. I swear, the first time one of my girls does this to me...well, can we just imagine the end of this sentence? Suffice it to say, it will be the last time either one of them does it.


4. Loud Music-As I'm in my little SUV listening to the 'Ticket', a sports talk show, as my beautiful daughters are listening to Max and Ruby, I can't say how grateful I am that some loser in a sports car that his daddy bought him is 'letting' us listen to his music as he pulls up behind us. He rolls down his windows (even in winter, folks) and lets the soothing vibes of his Rated R Rap fill our air space. To think, if I put my SUV in reverse and floored it, I would get the ticket.

3. Conforming to Nonconformity-Usually shown in the female of the species (like the eye rolling.) They dare to wear the most outlandish garb as a way to express themselves....as long as some one else is wearing the exact thing. Weird makeup, cut off jeans on top of spandex, with leg rollers from 1987? "Sure, as long as Tracy is wearing them too." AAAaaarrgghhhh!!! By the way, if you're wondering what creature has the worst fashion sense, it is by far a 7th grade girl. They'll wear anything with anything. (15 years of experience says I'm right)


2. Sagging Jeans-Okay, seriously, it doesn't look cool. I mean hell, every two steps they got to pull their pants up. I want to say, "Hey, Tupac! There's a little invention we came up with that'll keep you from having to pull your pants up...it's called a BELT!! You know, it's the long, brown thing that you're Dad should've used on your ass quite a bit more. In prison, it meant that the dudes with their with their asses hanging out were looking for love. In the outside world, it means my eyes are going to get assaulted by the scenes of having to unconsciously see other people's underwear. Even when their underwear is clean it feels like eye rape.


1. Simple Disrespect-Sure, we had a few in our classes that cared little about what any adult said. Usually these guys wound up in jail, shot, or working the night shift at Whataburger. But, boys and girls, the numbers have exponentially grown. Now, we have quadruple the number that truly don't give a shit what we say, what we think, or how we feel. I know I sound like an old codger, but it can be truly depressing to watch a guy/girl basically call a teacher a 'Bitch' (actually Fucking Bitch), play the race card when all the teacher wanted was them to was do their work, threaten to stab the teacher in the arm with a pencil if they didn't give them their binder back (it had some pretty bad stuff on the cover), or tell a teacher that they will run his/her class, or a thousand other things...most of which I have experienced or heard second hand. It is truly painful to deal with.


I hope you enjoyed the rant about the younger generation. If they are reading this, I hope that they understand that this is constructive criticism and they can use this as a way to improve and become successful beacons of society. If they think I'm off my rocker and they think that the thug life is the way to go, then I just have one thing to say as they embark on their career. No, I don't think I want a hot apple pie to go with my Big Mac.

Monday, March 16, 2009

NOT ME-SPRING BREAK ADDITION



Hello, Not Me aficionados. I hope that you all join the blog carnival that is Mckmama's NOT ME MONDAY.

I am here to tell you a tale of a very uneventful week that did not happen. As all of us in the education business did not look with expectant eyes toward the end of the week, I did not secretly hope for rain. Rain came, and unfortunately, it rained out my tennis match last Thursday. I did not wish this to happen. In fact, I hated the fact that I had an entire night without adolescent type children wired on Red Bull or Mountain Dew.

I have started to really take this whole be an adult thing in stride. I have not failed in any of the ways to show this. In fact I did not screech an obscenity that echoed through the household as my beloved Aggies blew a twenty two point lead to lose to Texas Tech . Tech? Geez, that's NOT like losing to Lubbock High School's JV. Anyways, I am too mature a person to allow a mere sporting event to take my joy away and cause me to curse while my beloved children sleep snugly in their beds. Nope, far too much of an adult to get on the ESPN website and type all the words I was thinking for a more global audience than my nuclear family.

In the end, I did not breathe a sigh of relief as my Aggies get to get pounded in a few days in the NCAA tourney.

I did not watch my little girl, Itty Bitty get upset with my darling Jill. It seems that Itty Bitty doesn't just get mad, she gets even. So, as she did not get thrown out of the chair by Jill after giving Jill an unsolicited and slightly vicious headbutt, Itty Bitty did not grab the precious remote control, ltake two steps away from the chair and heave it. Jill never noticed it, I did. I did not laugh at the hilarity.

I did not enjoy Sunday as we spent some more at my inlaws household. We did not enjoy some great hamburgers, hot dogs, and cake. I did not forget to wear a belt and I did not wear some pants that were too big for me. I did not look like a sagging teenager for the entire four hours we were there. (Incidentally, how in the hell is that comfortable or even cool? Probably will be a post in the future.)

I did not enjoy a quiet evening with Sneaky Momma on Sunday where we did not do anything. It was not good. I do not think that the designated hitter is a good thing in the MLB.

I do not know why I put that last line in there. I am not too lazy to put the cursor back up there to delete it off. I do not know why I wasted three lines on this rant.

Do not look for any new 'features' for this blog as Sneaky Daddy is afraid of change. Do not look for a wildly incendiary First Five Friday as I puss out and not mention the First 5 things that piss me off about the youth of this nation.

Sneaky

----Lane

Thursday, March 12, 2009

First 5 Friday-Back Again!!

On this wondrous Friday the 13th, I come again to give you lists of a personal, educational, and nonsensical variety. In some cases I give you all three. Today, I will try to climb a huge mountain and put myself out there in a double First 5 List to catch up from last week's sabbatical.

Mainly, I will tell you another person's First 5 television shows. Some of you are fans of the blog, Sneaky Momma. Some of you have even hit her new sister site, Sneaky Momma Blog Design. Today, I will try to take on writing a list for my beautiful wife, Jill. In doing this, I will solemnly swear not to ask her about her opinions on any of these subjects until I have posted permanently. These are totally my perception of her.


Sneaky Momma's Favorite Current TV Shows


5. The Biggest Loser-Jill loves the great underdog story. If you don't buy this, she was sort of into the last two Super Bowls because of the underdog story lines of the Cardinals and the Giants. This show is a motivating show as you watch others try to defeat their demons. I enjoy this show eating a huge can of BBQ flavored Pringles.


4. Desperate Housewives-Used to be one of the more intriguing shows out there. A few housewives that were amoral while they acted pure and innocent (Well maybe not Edie so much on the pureness). Jill loves the humor and, shall we say, creative story lines. In my opinion, this show has jumped the shark more times than any show that didn't have Ted McKinley starring in it. I will say though, this year's episode with the handyman was pure gold.


3. Ugly Betty-A great storyline of a very pleasant young lady working in one of the more shallow industries in America, a beauty magazine. As the seasons roll by, you can see her charming, wholesome, caring, and moral background affecting her surroundings. If you look really closely, you can see her change as well. I myself find it rivetting at times and painful at others. It's kind of like working out, I really don't like to start, but once I do, I can't stop.


2. The Bachelor-Notice, I didn't not say Bachellorette. She likes this show because of the romance and great scenes of territories or places the action takes place. She, like I, also like the train wreck atmosphere of it as well. I also at this point will go ahead and insert the usual, "Jason is a tool," sentence here. In the Bachellorette, the conflicts aren't nearly as entertaining.


1. Grey's Anatomy-Quite possibly her favorite show of all time. For the one of you that has just awaken from a coma and has never heard of this show, it is another ER show that is wilder, more soap operaish, and focuses more on the relationships than any other.

In our house, the timer is always set and the eyes are glued as much as possible with two kids under the age of forty months running around. Heaven help you if you are in a phone conversation with her during this time, because all of a sudden, her side will go quiet and you'll be talking to absolutely nobody. (I understand and get this necessity because I do the same thing in all Aggies, Spurs, and Cowboy games that are not blowouts). My take on the show is simply this, Meredith pisses me off. Izzy pisses me off. Christina pisses me off. George is a eunich. Derek is okay, and I have to admit I like Mark even though he is a manwhore. The rest are like scenery, but I'm glad they sent Addison away to Private Practice because she...yep, you guessed it, pisses me off.


Now as a TRUE test, My baby's FIRST 5 All Time Movies...as totally guessed by me.


5. My Big Fat Greek Wedding-Our first (I think, geez, I should know this, I hope she doesn't read this) movie we watched together. If nothing else the significance of this will always give this movie a soft spot in her heart. I know she is totallythankful that it wan't 'Gods and Generals' that we watched first.


4. The Good Girl-I love it, too. I may be putting this one a little high and heck may not even be on the list, but it is a great story that is painful but intriguing to watch. Jennifer Anniston plays a small town thirtyish girl stuck in a rut in her life. She's married, but feels trapped and has an affair with a MUCH younger boy.

3. Sabrina-For a chick flick, not bad. This was one of many movies that I had to watch as pennance for taking her to see, God's and Generals. Quote from my honey that day, "Intermission? What movie has an intermission?"


2. PS I Love You-A guy dies but sends his girlfriend on a few adventures with cleverly written and properly spaced notes that he prewrote. Sad, Disturbing, and Good. Geez, I hate to admit I like these chickflicks!! As I am outing myself as a chick flick connoisseur, I might as well admit to watching the Notebook, Love Actually, and Down To You.


1. Little Women
-This one was tough to get through as my previously mentioned pennance caused me to watch this movie as well. I wish I could tell you more about it, but I'm repressing all of that 'quality time' I had suffering through this. Sorry. (Hey, it would be unnatural for me to like all of her movies, wouldn't it?) I know she wants the DVD as her VHS tape is old and overused. God help me when she gets it.


I hope you enjoyed a little walk down 'Lane's Memory' as regarding the one we call Sneaky Momma. Tune in next week when I hope to have something that probably won't get me in trouble.

---Lane