This one didn't star the Griswold family, instead we follow the exploits of me and my step-family for the past weekend. (Side note, this may only be interesting to me and My-Sugar-Na, but if you read this far, my blog hit-o-meter has already registered your visit, and I thank you.) The actual points I want to make are in bold, the rest is just filler... er, I mean backstory so you understand the context of my comment.
Both My-Sugar-Na and I turned 40 in March. However, instead of buying gifts for each other, we wanted to do something different. We had talked about a trip to Las Vegas or Reno, but between the short time frame after thinking of the idea and the concerns about child care for (Sponsor's Name Here)'s Official Stepchildren, Grizzly and Sloppy, we weren't able to pull it off. That's when My-Sugar-Na had a brilliant idea... drive to central-Iowa (home of her ex-husband), and have him babysit his own kids while we blow the April mortgage at the two casinos in the area. (Side note, that's exactly what happened, too. Both My-Sugar-Na and I made four trips into a casino, and not once did either of us walk out and say "Well, at least I won something". That is the last I plan on speaking of gambling losses, however, I've also only typed two paragraphs so far.)
In the interim, the Conchords are touring the USA.
Metroparent Magazine is close to being onto something with KIDSfest, but unless something bold is done before next year, this may turn into an idea whose time has come and gone. The event planners, who probably think that having something for everyone is a great idea, instead turned it into a mish-mosh of stuff. I feel they would have been better served by picking a focus and developing it.
KIDSfest was set-up like a business convention... vendor booths lined the aisles, with freebies, brochures and prize drawings to entice people to their booth. Vendors included just about every tourist trap in the Wisconsin Dells, the Milwaukee Wave and Admirals, various schools and camps as well as a few booths that made me wonder why they were there (Tastefully Simple? Pyramax Bank? What do they have to do with kids?)
I joined my first Fantasy Football League in 1993 (while I was working at the now-evil USBC, then called the American Bowling Congress). One guy in the league had a wife who owned a business, and his team was named for his wife's business. Seeing that, when asked what name I wanted, I said that I didn't have a corporate sponsor, yet, so I would take (Sponsor's Name Here). Nobody much got it then.
Fast forward 15 years, and for a few days last winter, as a gag, I had asked the editor of the MyCommunityNOWs to change my blog name to Tomassino Italia' Presents Michael James' Blog. It was cute and got a few comments for me, but I don't know if my blog reaches enough people for the full message to sink in. Now, nobody notices it.
John Paul Dellacamera is a soccer announcer. Maybe it falls into the category of "You never forget your first", but he is the easy choice as my favorite soccer announcer.
I first came across him in the mid 1980s, when I would watch the original Major Indoor Soccer League games on ESPN. Dellacamera was usually working the games with Seamus Malin, and their chemistry was top notch.
The MISL Finals will be played in Milwaukee next Saturday, and yippie-skippy, the Blast will be one of the two teams.
Belated Happy birthday Sis, two years younger than me, but somehow she is quite old, while I am quite distinguished... Can someone explain that with the prices of corn and wheat, fuel, steel and copper - as well as a down housing market and scads of homeowners nearing foreclosure - how we aren't headed for a massive recession?... The Michael Buble concert on Tuesday night was way cool... My-Sugar-Na really liked Buble's opening act, Naturally 7, an a capella soul group... Since my January surgery I have been cold a lot... My elbow isn't at 100%, yet (gettin' a little worried), and thanks for asking... Derrick saved the day Wednesday... All four of my kids are well past middle age if they don't get their schtick together... My home computer won't let me blog. Mark?... Speaking of New York City, I am flying into LaGuardia and staying in Central Islip on Long Island and just learned that Long Island may as well be on a different planet than Manhattan... No, My-Sugar-Na won't let me eat my way through New York; "The Port Authority Bus Terminal is just ONE of the sights I came to see"... I am more excited at going to Albuquerque in July... XM Radio doesn't play enough Metallica, but they are too giddy about U2 and Lenny Kravitz... If NASCAR didn't have sponsorships, left turns or sheep, it would be a park and ride... This is underrated... So is this... Guess what, Time Warner's new Navigator software stinks... Eight more months until Christmas... The office biddies are fretting about the IBM Selectric that isn't working right, apparently it is 1978 in that end of the office... In February, I had a trivia question and nobody even
hazarded tried to guess the answer of Henry Aaron and Warren Spahn... I couldn't have said it better myself... I broke the driver's seat in my car, I now have a rocking chair... Check the playlist, then get yourself Paul Anka's "Rock Swings" CD... I'd like our dogs better if they didn't bark... The last night of bowling league was last night, I haven't bowled competitively since November and I finally get paid.... Ciao.