Ponderings of Great to Gross

LOST came to an end this week. I've seen every episode of all 6 seasons, and I'm sad to see it go. For the record, I loved the finale'. Did it answer every question? No. Did it ever need to? Nah. Not every one. It answered enough to satiate my curiosity, yet allow me to think in-depth about each episode - and my life. Thanks for the last 6 years LOST. I love you Jack. You did have what it takes. Locke, thank you for letting go. Kate, forget Sawyer and Jack. Pick Andy. And Desmond, "see you in another life brothah".

I watched Twilight's New Moon yesterday. . . It. Was. Awful. And I knew it going in. I'm glad I didn't attempt to read the books. The acting is below average - if you can't look sallow and drawn or mutter your lines without moving your lips, you can't have a part in the movies. Yes I saw Twilight too. It's getting worse. How can this be edifying to young people (or old people for that matter)? Edward: "I love you Bella but we can't be together so I'm going to kill myself because I don't have a soul anyway." Bella: "Edward, I'm a worthless actress who is better off dead because my soul is totally lame and I refuse to smile. Watch me flutter my eyelashes and look away . . ." Jacob: "Bella, I would never do the things Edward did to you. Unless I'm a werewolf. Oops. Look at my abs!" I'll never go for the I love you therefore I'll kill myself stories. They're too easy, too done, too unhealthy. Will I see the 3rd movie? Yep. Just to finish what I started. I'm not a quitter. (Eric has his take on Twilight on his blog - link at bottom of this page)

For someone like me who hates my fee getting touched or someone touching me with their feet, can you think of a worse idea?! I bristle thinking about it.

Apparently last night Dash was eating tacos when he stated that he had to go poop. Upon the toilet he had some loose stool and claimed, "I think the tacos gave me quesadillas."

(he meant diarrhea)

This is Dash (above) having a flex-off with Jeff Walters at Nicole's graduation party.

I have a theory that I need your help with. I believe that you can tell a lot about a guy by the length of his sideburns. Here's my theory: The longer the the sideburns, the more self-confident (bordering on arrogant) the man is. I realize that I've been sporting side-burns since my junior year in high school (off and on, but mostly on) so I am not exempt in the data collection process. My burns were longer in high school (ear length) than they are now (mid-ear length). I can't tell if I prove or disprove my theory, but I seem to see it in others. You have to be pretty self-confident to rock big burns. Now, this doesn't take into consideration guys who don't wear them or can't grow them, but just look on tv and observe the charaters who have longer sideburns. What do you think? Does it apply to tv? Real-life?

Hey man nice shot.

K-Black about to head to the dish.

Me on my deck looking out over Lexington.

Off the deck, on a sunny morning looking at Longview/Kelso and lower Mt. Brynion.

On the deck again. I get a lot of these...

Big D at one of Kaed's baseball games.

Dash likes his hair spiked up these days and asks for it.

Kickin it in my living room.

An addendum to the previous post:

Speaking of the class of 95', I've finally run out of my Cool Water cologne. I got that bottle for my birthday my senior year from Nikki Ralston. I don't wear cologne very much, obviously, but wherever you are Nikki, thank you. I will never be able to think of The Crow and not think of you. I don't think anyone has ever made me feel so instantly excited and terrified at the same time the way you did. Thanks . . . ?
Here's to High School ackwardness...

So much to say, so much to say, so much to say - B-B-Baby!

Dash has turned 3 as of May 7th. Treedemption! Terrible two's? HA! I laugh at them. He is the 3-Amigo. He's the Threeamble to His Constitution. The Tri-Tip. The little Tryke. Coincidentally, he wears 3T. Throughout history, there has always been significance attatched to the number 3. Blind Melon believes 3 to be a magic number. Significant things happen in 3's in many walks of life: Biblically, naturally, mystically, etc. I predict a big year for the 3-D. Myself too. Afterall, he's 3 and I'm 33 - that's 3 threes! Think of all the things involving 3 that are important to you (the Trinity, Jesus's death at age 33, resurrection 3 days later, body/mind/spirit, Andy/Nick/Eric, June 3rd is my anniversar...nevermind, Kaed/Andy/Dash, 3-day weekends, 3-pointers, trilogies, 3-horsemen of the apocolypse, 3 signs of the zodiac, 3 days of Hanahkah, etc. Then think of all the significant numbers that are divisible by 3 . . . Man, I could go on and on with this stuff! Look up "the number 3" on Wikipedia - sooooo coooool.
He's loving legos of the STARWARS variety these days. Which is great because I'm loving them too. I'm having a party for him this Saturday and it's going to be a zoo! Lots of people with kids around the same age as little Dashal. I can't wait. Pics and vids forthcoming...

From the middle to the end of May, seniors at Kelso High School present their senior projects. They are to last about ten minutes, include some sort of visual display and tell about themselves, their community project and their future plans. Of the 5-6 I observe every year, here's the main observation I've concluded about our future adults coming out of KHS over the last 10 years: We will never be short on veternarians or coaches.

Track season is starting to wrap up. We have 3 meets left and I've got to say that I've loved track this year. Was it because I didn't coach football this year? Was it the kids? Was it because our team was good? Was it because my role was different this season? Probably all of those things. But track was a breath of fresh air and a real pick-me up this Spring. I wasn't expecting it to be this good - not that it's ever bad. We've even had some nice weather this week . . . Gotta love sunshine.

An old friend of mine from high school came back into town for the first time in 14 years. It was great seeing you Fox. And a tip of the cap to the rest of the class of 95'.