Post Thirty-three: Movin' on up . . .

Well, my house has sold and my wife found us a new home, all in the span of a week. Three days, really. Of course, she fell in love with the most expensive house we looked at . . . did I really expect anything less? Nope. February has been an incredibly hectic month, and my hours here at work have suffered. I'm going to have to really pile it on during March to make up for this, while still finding time to pack all of our crap.

Regardless, I'm excited, and I'm hoping I'm not jinxing anything by posting about it. It's got the game room, a study, a nice living area and a swimming pool. My wife grew up with swimming pools; this will be my first. Looks like we'll find out if my yellow lab is a water dog. He enjoys his baths, so I'm thinking it's likely that we'll be trying to keep Domino out of the pool.

Here are a few pics:

. . .

Eh, nevermind. Apparently the site has taken them down, now that the house is off the market. Ah, such a pity that you will not be able to view the house. I can hear hearts breaking.

Post Thirty-two: My office

I have a confession to make. I am something of a geek. I am over the age of 30, husband, father, attorney, and I read comic books. (Yeah, yeah: the name of this blog might have given that away. Shut up.)

I'm a big fan of Thor, but since Marvel has let him "die" (at least until the inevitable (any day now, guys) rebirth), my "living" favorites are Colossus and (duh) Juggernaut. I only relatively recently learned that Juggernaut is a "hero," having joined the X-Men for a while and now part of the New Excalibur team. Mixed feelings about that one: one of my favorite issues of the Uncanny X-Men was the one involving the bar-fight between Colossus and Juggernaut. Guess I won't be seeing any rematches for a while. (Still need to update my Fark.com profile, dang it).

But I digress (from the topic at hand). For quite some time, I have had a few Marvel action figures on my bookshelves, still in their packaging (along with the Reservoir Dogs figures). Well, today I went ahead and broke them open (after discussing the subject with my brother, whose geekdom dwarfs my own as far as these figures go), and they are now displayed. Juggernaut's on one stereo speaker, while Thor stands on the other. Colossus and two other Thor figures occupy various shelves. I have to say, those Marvel Legends figures are really well-crafted.

Of course, all my toys are probably going to prevent my ever making partner. Sigh.

Post Thirty-one: Super Bowl XL

Call it Super Bowl "X-tra Lame." That had to be the worst Super Bowl in history: anyone have any worse ones in mind? I mean, at least when the Cowboys were destroying Buffalo there were memorable plays and some decent action. Yesterday's game, on the other hand, can best be described as "awkward." Boring also comes to mind.

And here I was expecting so much from the game. Oh, well. As the song goes:

The Super Bowl
ain't the Super Bowl
if the Dallas Cowboys ain't there

A couple of notes regarding other aspects. First, I've heard that Joe Montana and Terry Bradshaw didn't participate in the ceremony honoring Super Bowl MVPs because they weren't being paid enough money to show up. If this is true, that is incredibly sad. I always thought Montana was of higher stock than that. And Bradshaw? WTF? Your team was playing in the friggin' game! Why the hell he'd pass on being absolutely exalted is beyond me.

Second, the music for the most part sucked. Aaron Neville's wave-voiced rendition of the Star-Spangled Banner was terrible. But the NFL just had to make some token reference to the New Orleans tragedy. Spare me. If you want to do something, donate the revenues earned by the NFL for the day.

And the network censored the Rolling Stones (most noticeably during "Start Me Up", since no one cares about their new stuff)! Look, if there is anyone over the age of 10 who has heard the song and does not already realize that Mick sings "She'll make a dead man cum," I'll drop dead of shock. Gads, how long has that song been playing on classic rock stations uncensored? And society hasn't crumbled yet.