* I'm misunderstood. Often mistaken for a horse's rear end, I've found after thirty seconds of deep soul-searching, I'm just an insensitive jerk.
A few weekends ago, Melissa and I met Rhonda, Cy, and Hilary at Cracker Barrel for breakfast. While we were waiting for our table, we all did some shopping. Rhonda and Hilary found a kit with ingredients and cutters to make a gingerbread house and were excited to show it to me; Melissa knew I would be less than thrilled.Minus the love-affair aspect, it must have played like a scene out of Sinatra's How Insensitive:
How unmoved and cold I must have seemed
when she told me so sincerely
Why? She must have asked
did I just turn and stare in icy silence?
What was I to say
what can you say
when a love affair is over?
After seeing the kit, I had to turn to Melissa and say, Do I look like the kind of guy that would make anything from a kit?
Because if I can't do my own design-and-build, I don't deserve to make it.
On the way home from work last Friday, I started to think about that occurence and how it fits into the larger picture of me never asking for assistance with anything.
So I bluntly asked Melissa if I can be a jerk sometimes. Without hesitation, I got the answer I fully expected to which there was no counter argument.
On the way home from dinner, Melissa already had enough of me for the weekend. Just sit there and be quiet, she told me. You're being...you!
* An example of me being me? A few weeks ago, I recorded an episode of Live From Abbey Road, a new series on The Sundance Channel that interviews recording artists and their subsequent in-studio show. The episode featured LeAnn Rimes.
As we were watching the show I casually mentioned that she has one of the best voices I've ever heard.
Fast forward to last week: I was flipping through the channels and came across an episode of Live From Abbey Road that featured LeAnn Rimes. Melissa asked why I was recording it since I had already seen that episode. We briefly argued the factuality of that statement and she kindly let me re-record the episode regardless.
While we were watching it for either the first or second time, I casually re-mentioned that she has one of the best voices I've ever heard. While Melissa was busy laughing, I went ahead and guessed that I made the same comment watching the same episode just a week before.
* I'm thinking about taking a break from college football this weekend. Yes, you read correctly. And for clarification, that means I'll only watch the Texas game and the A&M game.
I just don't see the point anymore. I have never seen a season like this one before.
The worst position be in is either number one, number two, or in the top ten; it's almost a guaranteed loss. So I can almost forgive the guy who gave Arizona State (ranked #12) a vote for #1.
I quickly searched for a week-by-week recap of this season's AP poll. Even though I couldn't find one, let me tell you what it looks like.
It looks like a European map after the Congress of Vienna; it is a cartographer's nightmare.
Denny Miller once said the most difficult job was window washer in Beirut; this year, I think it's voter in the polls.
