Blog Status Update

Hello, all!

Sorry there hasn't been any new content the past few days. I've just had quite a bit of stuff going IRL that has caused my muse to flee in panic. I've still got plenty of ideas, I just haven't been in a good enough mood to actually sit down and write, edit, design, and post them.

Also, today (Friday, October 9th, 2015) is my birthday, so I'm just going to chill, and take a little breather. To that end, I'll be posting another update on Monday with my new posting schedule, at least until I feel I'm back up to 100% writing capacity.

Again, thank you all for reading, and check back next week for new content!

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Oh, and don't poke the bear! That's my job!

My Wife Says I Have NO Sense of Style

What can I say? I'm not a very smart man, when it comes to poking the bear. Don't get me wrong, even I know there are some lines you just don't cross, but I have been known to step just a little bit too far. Making fun of her sense of style is no exception.

Being a man, my tastes are somewhat... limited. It's just something that I don't really care about. Like color coordination or fashion details. Take color, for example. What's the difference between these two:

I'm not color blind, but they look that 2 shades of the same color: purple. NOPE! One is Lavender! My wife will spend hours trying to find, say, the right shade of paint to match the eggplant purple drapes. She wants cute, matchy-matchy towels in colors that rhyme... I just want to dry my hands!

Let's take furniture: I would rather have a nice pair of leather recliners. My wife wanted a big sofa. Which one do you think we got? (To be fair, I did talk her into getting a 3 piece sofa with double recliners on one end... no leather, though... or built in cooler... or vibrating seats... :( )

Another thing my wife is really, really into is mermaids. She has mermaid pictures, paintings, statues... you name it, if it has a mermaid on it, she'll just love it! I don't understand, at all.

Pepsi... or Cola... I don't know!

Pepsi... or Cola... I don't know!

Finally, there are her peacocks. No, not real peacocks. There... statues or some such. She named them... Pepsi & Cola. I kid you not! What's that all about? And, no, I DON'T KNOW which is which!

"1980 called..."

I don't get her style (and, yes, I often make fun of it), but she doesn't get mine, either (okay, so my style's probably a bit too 1980's...).

Sleeping Like a Log – How to Tick Off a Light Sleeper

RRRRIIIINNNNNGGG!!!

My wife is a very light sleeper. When I say light, I mean light. She will wake up if someone sneezed on the other side of town. The slightest noise can bringer her completely out of a sound slumber. She has been this way since I've known her.

This is me, sleeping like a log.

I, on the other hand, sleep like the dead. More importantly, once I'm out... I'm out. You can step on my head, kick me in the gut, or beat me silly, and I won't wake up. I've been like this since I was a child.

Now, put those two together, and what do you get? One cranky bear. It ticks my wife off, to no end, that our son's whooping and hollering in the next room (because he just kicked his buddy's behind in the latest Call of Duty) will scare her half to death and I just keep laying there... snoring... I've mentioned the snoring before.

The same thing happens if, say I have to get up in the middle of the night to take care of perfectly normal bodily functions. BAMB! She bolts right up, and then growls at me for waking her up with “all that noise!” What noise? I just, literally, sat up in bed!

Nice, cute, cuddly Koala!

ANGRY BEAR!

So, what can I do in this situation? Nothing. I try to be as quiet as I can, and hope that, when the bear awakens, it's the Koala & not the Grizzly I get!

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Even I don't poke the bear when she's angry!

Talking 'Bout Movies... BEFORE They're Over

... during our feature presentation.

I am not usually a talker. I've always been an introvert, and my wife is an extrovert. She makes friends easily, she's a conversationalist, and she enjoys talking to people... Except during movies. Then, she wants absolute silence, so that she can enjoy the film. This is perfectly reasonable. Unfortunately, this is also when I can't shut up.

Yes, I am one of those people. Whenever we sit down, either as a couple or as a family, to watch some cinema, I'll inevitably begin examining the plot, or the characters, or the scenes in general. My wife cannot stand this. It makes her want to rip my lips off and bury them where they'll never be found again.

Honestly, I don't do it to be annoying. It's not a question, in this instance, of poking the bear. I just feel like Roger Ebert, and have an overwhelming desire to express my opinion at the movies (if you don't get that reference, it's okay. I was young once, too).

Zip it good!

It's not as if I don't try to keep quiet; it's just that, no matter what, I'll have to start stating my opinions immediately. It doesn't matter if we're watching my kind of movie (read: chick flick), my wife's kind (read: action/drama), or my son's (read: anything newer than 2000): I will still begin breaking down the plot/story/scene before we're out of the 1^st act.



If my wife had her way, I'm sure she'd super-glue my mouth shut. Know any kind that only lasts for about 2 hours?



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That was a joke, people. Really. It was. Try not hurt yourselves holding that laughter in, okay?

Re-Watching that Show for the Millionth Time

 We don't get cable TV. In fact, it's been almost a decade since I had a TV subscription. My family gets our entertainment from Netflix, Hulu, YouTube, or some other internet based service.

My wife has shows she likes to watch, my son has his shows, & I have mine. Unfortunately (for my wife) I rarely watch new shows. Instead, my tastes lean more towards watching older shows... over & over & over again!

The Cast of The West Wing.

Right now, for example, I've been watching The West Wing on Netflix. For about the 18^th or 19^th time. This drives my wife nuts. “How can you sit through that again!? I just saw you watching that same episode 3 days ago!”

I finished the series last night... and promptly started watching it again. Why? I don't know. I'll just watch it again, until I get bored, and then switch to something else.

Maybe it's a comfort thing, but, it's not like I'm re-watching shows I remember fondly from my childhood (such as Doctor Who). It's almost always contemporary shows, like The West Wing, That 70's Show, Friends, Roseanne, The IT Crowd, or M*A*S*H.

What do all of these shows have in common? I have no idea. All I know is that I've watched them all many, many times, and, to the detriment of my wife, will do so ago... and probably very, very soon.