Not sure why but I guess I have some free time now with the real job. But this is what I decided to do with it. I'm always getting messages from people or I look at Ben's blog (lifeofbenji) and there is this new funniest video ever or picture. I never seem to find these things or know where to start! Okay, so the MoInLaw was visiting for the night so there goes the TV time. So to pass the time I decided to go to youTube. And I wanted to find one of those cool videos people send me... well I found one. Now I have no idea how to find funny things so I just typed in the first funny thing that popped in my head... Nut Shots. Yep, I love 'em and I laugh at every single one. But this one is the best. Seriously, I missed it the first time through but that is the beauty. It is seriously the most impossible shot every... Ladies and gents... The Shoe
Last Call
Also check out these sites from during my Web searching... thinkGeek and GOTD.
Thursday, March 05, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Come here You, I've got a big hug and a high five with Your name on it!!
So it was a typical Friday morning. Wake up, feed the dogs, poop and pee the dogs and then come back inside after being out in the white winter wonderland that Michigan becomes every January. However, when I returned I noticed my wife was in the shower. Odd, I thought since she typically only showers every 36-48 hours and I could have swore it had only been about 24... As I'm putting my gloves on the raising counter of a bar, I noticed the little black electronic I have been known to call "My Cellphone." I clicked the right side button and my heart began racing... "You have a new Voicemail".
Now this could be anybody but I have been anticipating a call from the interview I had the week before. With my heart pounding I skip the voicemail check and go straight to the missed calls. My blood began pumping and a rush went through my body as I saw the numerals... 7-3-4. No these are not my lucky horse track numbers... (although now they maybe) it is the area code for the Ann Arbor area. Crap.
With shaky fingers and the feeling like you have to go pee really bad, but can't find a restroom ... I hit 1 send and typed in my passcode. The verizon computer lady begins "You have..." I KNOW I KNOW get on with it!
The first words of the message begin and its Dan from Thomson-Reuters... cool as a cucumber but with the voice of a grizzly bear he introduces himself again and says he's calling about THE position. In this moment my heart stopped. Time slowed and complete adrenaline took over my body. I have been in many pressure situations in my life... Sudden death Penalty Kicks against the Cross town rival, taking the ACT, multiple interviews, busting peers with alcohol as a RA, meeting my now wife's parents for the first time in High School when we were dating, calling the pizza deliver guy... but nothing compared to the anxiety I felt in those split seconds before hearing what he had to say. This was it. Are we moving to Ann Arbor or back to Midland, in the Parents basement? Success or "Oh, we'll get em next time"? Family Video or Thomson-Reuters? Life or Death? (maybe not the last one...)
Well I know you all know what happened but it was seriously one of the first times I almost completely collapsed out of pure joy. Now, I'm a man so I caught myself and played it cool enough to tremble out to carrie while she was in the shower that I had a job. Did it go how I imagined? Not at all, I wasn't even happy... I did not shout, I did not yell, I didn't even prance around the room or do the I've got a job dance... I just trembled and staggered around like a bubbling bafoon. A HUGE, ENORMOUS, TREMENDOUS, GIGANTIC weight had been lifted and I felt like I couldn't even stand.
It wasn't until later that it truly all hit me and I realized just how much God had been working in me during the past months. He had kept me together. He had made me strong. He had carried the burden of despair and fear which without Him, would have crumbled me. I did not finally feel the weight of those feelings fall upon me, instead I felt the Love which He has for me. It was His Love which broke me. It was His Love which carried me. It is His Love which continues to Save me.
So, come here You, I've got a big hug and a high five with Your name on it!
Now this could be anybody but I have been anticipating a call from the interview I had the week before. With my heart pounding I skip the voicemail check and go straight to the missed calls. My blood began pumping and a rush went through my body as I saw the numerals... 7-3-4. No these are not my lucky horse track numbers... (although now they maybe) it is the area code for the Ann Arbor area. Crap.
With shaky fingers and the feeling like you have to go pee really bad, but can't find a restroom ... I hit 1 send and typed in my passcode. The verizon computer lady begins "You have..." I KNOW I KNOW get on with it!
The first words of the message begin and its Dan from Thomson-Reuters... cool as a cucumber but with the voice of a grizzly bear he introduces himself again and says he's calling about THE position. In this moment my heart stopped. Time slowed and complete adrenaline took over my body. I have been in many pressure situations in my life... Sudden death Penalty Kicks against the Cross town rival, taking the ACT, multiple interviews, busting peers with alcohol as a RA, meeting my now wife's parents for the first time in High School when we were dating, calling the pizza deliver guy... but nothing compared to the anxiety I felt in those split seconds before hearing what he had to say. This was it. Are we moving to Ann Arbor or back to Midland, in the Parents basement? Success or "Oh, we'll get em next time"? Family Video or Thomson-Reuters? Life or Death? (maybe not the last one...)
Well I know you all know what happened but it was seriously one of the first times I almost completely collapsed out of pure joy. Now, I'm a man so I caught myself and played it cool enough to tremble out to carrie while she was in the shower that I had a job. Did it go how I imagined? Not at all, I wasn't even happy... I did not shout, I did not yell, I didn't even prance around the room or do the I've got a job dance... I just trembled and staggered around like a bubbling bafoon. A HUGE, ENORMOUS, TREMENDOUS, GIGANTIC weight had been lifted and I felt like I couldn't even stand.
It wasn't until later that it truly all hit me and I realized just how much God had been working in me during the past months. He had kept me together. He had made me strong. He had carried the burden of despair and fear which without Him, would have crumbled me. I did not finally feel the weight of those feelings fall upon me, instead I felt the Love which He has for me. It was His Love which broke me. It was His Love which carried me. It is His Love which continues to Save me.
So, come here You, I've got a big hug and a high five with Your name on it!
Friday, January 16, 2009
Resistance 2: Die aliens, DIE!
Yeah so I totally recently just blasted through Resistance 2. And when I say blasted... I mean I killed some Chimera. I had been playing Call of Duty 4 before this and then decided since I got Resistance for X-mas I thought, let's play this game. Having not played the first one, I had to get caught up on all the action... which was cool.
I'm just gonna skip the details about the game and say, I love killin me some Aliens. It had a good story with a sastifying ending and Boss fight. What I especially liked about Resistance 2 is that I died... a lot. To be honest, I've gotten to the point where in a lot of the games I've been playing, I don't die very much. And to be honest, I'm not that great of a FPS gamer. This was probably the result of my demise many a times, but still I enjoyed the new challenge.
All and all, the graphics were solid, the gameplay was superb and the action was intense. There were multiple times when waves and waves of enemies were coming at me and I often wondered if I would have enough bullets to survive the onslaught. After multiple deaths, I had to learn the most effective method of killing the vermin so I could conserve ammo. This often was done by precision shots to the head and killing multiple enemies with a single shot.
To sum it up in a final sentence, I am happy I was able to play the title because I wouldn't have bought it had it not been given to me. I think every PS3 owner should pick up a copy.
Oh on a final note, the online multiplayer is awesome... when you're playing it. What I mean is, when a match ends that is it... You then have to re-enter what you're looking for. It is nothing like COD4 where you can just stay with a group and not have to find a new type of match.
Last Call
I had a job interview that I felt went really well. I really liked everything I learned about the position and it seems like a great company to work for. Also, it is located in Ann Arbor which I feel would be a great fit for Carrie and I. Everyday I have prayed that this is the right job and I continue to do so now after the interview. I can only continue to Hope and Pray this is the position God has been setting me and Carrie up for.
I'm just gonna skip the details about the game and say, I love killin me some Aliens. It had a good story with a sastifying ending and Boss fight. What I especially liked about Resistance 2 is that I died... a lot. To be honest, I've gotten to the point where in a lot of the games I've been playing, I don't die very much. And to be honest, I'm not that great of a FPS gamer. This was probably the result of my demise many a times, but still I enjoyed the new challenge.
All and all, the graphics were solid, the gameplay was superb and the action was intense. There were multiple times when waves and waves of enemies were coming at me and I often wondered if I would have enough bullets to survive the onslaught. After multiple deaths, I had to learn the most effective method of killing the vermin so I could conserve ammo. This often was done by precision shots to the head and killing multiple enemies with a single shot.
To sum it up in a final sentence, I am happy I was able to play the title because I wouldn't have bought it had it not been given to me. I think every PS3 owner should pick up a copy.
Oh on a final note, the online multiplayer is awesome... when you're playing it. What I mean is, when a match ends that is it... You then have to re-enter what you're looking for. It is nothing like COD4 where you can just stay with a group and not have to find a new type of match.
Last Call
I had a job interview that I felt went really well. I really liked everything I learned about the position and it seems like a great company to work for. Also, it is located in Ann Arbor which I feel would be a great fit for Carrie and I. Everyday I have prayed that this is the right job and I continue to do so now after the interview. I can only continue to Hope and Pray this is the position God has been setting me and Carrie up for.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
I love COD... and yes the fish is delicious too
ZING ZANG ZOOMPF! I got a bogey... no, two bogeys flanking the right perimeter. Take em down. Flash in! HOLD! Grenade in! HOLD! Move, Move! ZING ZING ZING ZANG BANG ZOOM SPPFFF SPFFF. I'm hit! I'm hit! Cover me! Cover fire!! AHHH!!! DIE YOU (editing for children) I WILL TOTALLY (more editing for children) UNTIL NEXT YEAR!! ZING ZING ZING NADE THEM!! NADE THEM!! I'VE BEEN BANGED! I CAN'T SEE COVER ME!! IT'S SO WHITE. click click I need to reload, cover! NO!!
The screen suddenly shows a view point different from that which it once was. A pink square flashes with the words "RESPAWN" next to it. You watch and see how the punk who just pwned your arse got the upper hand and totally took you to school. Hope you have your notepad out becuase this is COD, this is Call of Duty 4.
No, sorry grandpa, this ain't no PONG with your fancy paddles. This is a real man's video game. This is Team Deathmatch, this is Search and Destroy, this is seriously one of the most addicting and funnest games I have ever pushed buttons upon. Shut up Halo and your "Tea-bagging!" In this game, there is no time for pointless man on top of dead man gesturing. You do that here, and you mine as well just cook that Grenade till it blows up in your hand cause that's about how long you have to live SON! Matter of fact, why don't you come over here after you killed me... SUPRISE! POP POP +20 pts for me cause you didn't anticipate the Last Stand! Who's DYING NOW!! Both of us that's who you fool.
COD4 is seriously the most fun I've had with an online video game since my slight addiction back in 2003-04 with CounterStrike. CS was on the computer and was a blast playing with a man known only to me and the CS followers as Trelude (K. Ferg). Yeah, he was part of a Clan and let me play with them. It was fun while it lasted but Trelude had a self-intervention by removing his own computer from himself and I followed suit by moving back towards my PS2. But now COD4 has come through and opened my eyes to a world I knew only existed from text and conversations. A world where flashbangs blind you, grenades can be thrown back and the red dot is death trapped inside... a little... red dot?
Last Call
There is absolutely nothing better than the Last Call tonight. Perhaps an ice cold beer during a round of golf or maybe 6 foot waves on Lake Michigan in late July or could it be the way a baby smiles right before it drops a huge load in your hands while your holding it? No, nothing beats hot chocolate chip cookies with a cold glass of 2% milk. Yes, this is to you Hot Chocolate Chip Cookies with a Cold Glass of 2% Milk, may your awesomeness never be matched or beaten by a lesser foe.
The screen suddenly shows a view point different from that which it once was. A pink square flashes with the words "RESPAWN" next to it. You watch and see how the punk who just pwned your arse got the upper hand and totally took you to school. Hope you have your notepad out becuase this is COD, this is Call of Duty 4.
No, sorry grandpa, this ain't no PONG with your fancy paddles. This is a real man's video game. This is Team Deathmatch, this is Search and Destroy, this is seriously one of the most addicting and funnest games I have ever pushed buttons upon. Shut up Halo and your "Tea-bagging!" In this game, there is no time for pointless man on top of dead man gesturing. You do that here, and you mine as well just cook that Grenade till it blows up in your hand cause that's about how long you have to live SON! Matter of fact, why don't you come over here after you killed me... SUPRISE! POP POP +20 pts for me cause you didn't anticipate the Last Stand! Who's DYING NOW!! Both of us that's who you fool.
COD4 is seriously the most fun I've had with an online video game since my slight addiction back in 2003-04 with CounterStrike. CS was on the computer and was a blast playing with a man known only to me and the CS followers as Trelude (K. Ferg). Yeah, he was part of a Clan and let me play with them. It was fun while it lasted but Trelude had a self-intervention by removing his own computer from himself and I followed suit by moving back towards my PS2. But now COD4 has come through and opened my eyes to a world I knew only existed from text and conversations. A world where flashbangs blind you, grenades can be thrown back and the red dot is death trapped inside... a little... red dot?
Last Call
There is absolutely nothing better than the Last Call tonight. Perhaps an ice cold beer during a round of golf or maybe 6 foot waves on Lake Michigan in late July or could it be the way a baby smiles right before it drops a huge load in your hands while your holding it? No, nothing beats hot chocolate chip cookies with a cold glass of 2% milk. Yes, this is to you Hot Chocolate Chip Cookies with a Cold Glass of 2% Milk, may your awesomeness never be matched or beaten by a lesser foe.
Saturday, December 06, 2008
Just a quick thought
I was catching up on some blog posts when Carrie asked me what time it was. Like the amazing husband I am, I quickly looked at the lower right corner saw the white digital numbers read "9:18 PM" and said "It's Nine-Eighteen". Then this thought went through my mind...
9:18 that number sounds familiar, probably because I said it before. Did something happen at 9:18 on some other day... No, well 18 is divisible by 9... so I feel good about the number because of that. Maybe that's why I enjoyed saying that it was 9:18. Oh, September is the ninth month of the year. LIMH (Laughing In My Head) I could have said to Carrie "September 18th"... that would have been funny but Carrie would have just given me a mean or your a dumbass look (sorry for the language) Whoa, what if we did that for every time instead of saying the number we say the month. Its January 5th PM. And there are 12 hours in a day and 12 months in a year... crap there are 60 minutes in an hour... dang it. At least I could use it to code a time if I ever need too... Oh, I should blog about this!
Last Call
That thought process finished before 9:19 PM. Sorry for all of you who read that and are now a bit dumber. But imagine, if you will, having that stuff constantly running through your head. Hard isn't it.
9:18 that number sounds familiar, probably because I said it before. Did something happen at 9:18 on some other day... No, well 18 is divisible by 9... so I feel good about the number because of that. Maybe that's why I enjoyed saying that it was 9:18. Oh, September is the ninth month of the year. LIMH (Laughing In My Head) I could have said to Carrie "September 18th"... that would have been funny but Carrie would have just given me a mean or your a dumbass look (sorry for the language) Whoa, what if we did that for every time instead of saying the number we say the month. Its January 5th PM. And there are 12 hours in a day and 12 months in a year... crap there are 60 minutes in an hour... dang it. At least I could use it to code a time if I ever need too... Oh, I should blog about this!
Last Call
That thought process finished before 9:19 PM. Sorry for all of you who read that and are now a bit dumber. But imagine, if you will, having that stuff constantly running through your head. Hard isn't it.
Monday, December 01, 2008
Oh Yeah, this is the one you've been waiting for
Tidbits of My Life Recently
I finally got Call of Duty 4. Love it. I haven't played an Online FPS consistently since counter-strike back in my college days. So far I haven't played much online COD4 but I can tell I am going to. It is fun and those only become more fun when you get to know the Maps. Also COD4 has an advancement system which allows you to upgrade you player when you gain more experience... pretty cool.
I busted a wine glass trying to move it from one cupboard to another. That was a bummer because it was a crystal wine glass from our wedding. (I've already broken one of our Champagne flutes... and of course it was the one with the slanted engraving and it was like 5 months into our marriage... and I've broke one of our beer steins that was about 6 months after the flute) The worst part though... I cut my left middle finger right in the flesh of the meat. You know what these means... no more Guitar Hero for a while. Also, when I type... I don't use my left middle finger. I am surprised at how efficient my typing still is.
We got a Christmas tree! Carrie's Mom decided we finally needed a X-mas tree so her and Carrie went out and got one today. Tonight we decorated it and watched Deck the Halls. It was a very Christmas night and it is beginning to feel like we are really starting a family of our own.
I watched the baby all by myself today. I know, hold your breath but its true, it was just me, the dogs and Evie today for about 2 hours. Granted she slept the whole time but that was because I was able to get her to keep sleeping the whole time.
Going back to the COD4 online play... I love playing online and being the moron that just runs around shooting anything. I am a Kamakazee!!! There is nothing better than pissing off the really good players by killing them doing the most stupid strategy. Granted I love playing "for real" too but sometimes its just fun to be an idiot.
My little bro, Nick, had his bag stolen the other day at the Hospital. Since they didn't realize it was missing till they were back in Midland, I got to play detective. While I feel bad for Nick, it was a lot of fun searching for his backpack. First I checked the tall grass and the weeds to see if they ditched the pack in there. Nope... just a bunch of rubbers and pop cups. Then I thought to myself... WWSD... What Would Scumbags Do? Then I saw it... an opening in the back fence and beyond that a playground. "Hmm" I said out loud. "Perhaps the sack grabbers went in a direction some might not expect." So I went through the opening and saw across the road some clothes on the ground. This led to a backpack, a book, a broken jackknife, 60 cents, a pencil, a flashlight/laser pointer and a trail down the sidewalk. So in the end, I solved the mystery.
I ate fresh mango for breakfast this morning... its seriously tasted like St. Thomas... I love the Caribbean.
Last Call
My battery is dying and I am too lazy to get the charger!
I finally got Call of Duty 4. Love it. I haven't played an Online FPS consistently since counter-strike back in my college days. So far I haven't played much online COD4 but I can tell I am going to. It is fun and those only become more fun when you get to know the Maps. Also COD4 has an advancement system which allows you to upgrade you player when you gain more experience... pretty cool.
I busted a wine glass trying to move it from one cupboard to another. That was a bummer because it was a crystal wine glass from our wedding. (I've already broken one of our Champagne flutes... and of course it was the one with the slanted engraving and it was like 5 months into our marriage... and I've broke one of our beer steins that was about 6 months after the flute) The worst part though... I cut my left middle finger right in the flesh of the meat. You know what these means... no more Guitar Hero for a while. Also, when I type... I don't use my left middle finger. I am surprised at how efficient my typing still is.
We got a Christmas tree! Carrie's Mom decided we finally needed a X-mas tree so her and Carrie went out and got one today. Tonight we decorated it and watched Deck the Halls. It was a very Christmas night and it is beginning to feel like we are really starting a family of our own.
I watched the baby all by myself today. I know, hold your breath but its true, it was just me, the dogs and Evie today for about 2 hours. Granted she slept the whole time but that was because I was able to get her to keep sleeping the whole time.
Going back to the COD4 online play... I love playing online and being the moron that just runs around shooting anything. I am a Kamakazee!!! There is nothing better than pissing off the really good players by killing them doing the most stupid strategy. Granted I love playing "for real" too but sometimes its just fun to be an idiot.
My little bro, Nick, had his bag stolen the other day at the Hospital. Since they didn't realize it was missing till they were back in Midland, I got to play detective. While I feel bad for Nick, it was a lot of fun searching for his backpack. First I checked the tall grass and the weeds to see if they ditched the pack in there. Nope... just a bunch of rubbers and pop cups. Then I thought to myself... WWSD... What Would Scumbags Do? Then I saw it... an opening in the back fence and beyond that a playground. "Hmm" I said out loud. "Perhaps the sack grabbers went in a direction some might not expect." So I went through the opening and saw across the road some clothes on the ground. This led to a backpack, a book, a broken jackknife, 60 cents, a pencil, a flashlight/laser pointer and a trail down the sidewalk. So in the end, I solved the mystery.
I ate fresh mango for breakfast this morning... its seriously tasted like St. Thomas... I love the Caribbean.
Last Call
My battery is dying and I am too lazy to get the charger!
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