Chickens Beware!

I was sitting here at my desk trying to think of a topic that would hold everyone's attention, even if only for a short span of time. As the clock ticked and my mind grew more and more blank (yes, it's possible, smart alec) I found myself getting frustrated. Do you hear me? FRUSTRATED! To the point quite seriously considered taking my bobblehead Gizmo............


and throwing it against the wall. But, just look at 'im. How could you stay mad with something so cute staring back at you?

So I took it out on this rubber chicken instead.





Take that, chicken! You should have joined the dark side!!!!

The point I'm trying to make here is.......wait......there was a point? I guess if there's any point to make here it's that rubber chickens had better be on their best behavior when I'm around. Especially when I can't come up with a decent topic for a blog. Rubber chickens, consider yourselves warned!











Oh yeah! I should probably put in a plug here for the whole "Voice Comments" thing. Seriously, it's easy to do. Plus it's free. FREE, I TELLS YA! Here, take my word for it. Literally!




Click it and listen to the voice of awesomeness!

New ideas

Bloggity blog blog blog blog. Sometimes I wonder if that's what I may as well be typing when it comes to posting these musings. After all, I really can't blame anyone for an extreme disinterest in what I have to say. The fact is, I'm not really all that interesting. Love ballad lip synchs and cute pics/videos of my kids aside, what can I do not only to bring you, the reader, back for more, but also to attract the interests of more readers?

The answer is so simple, it feels like a kick in the head. Well......maybe not so much a kick as a nice dose of "sweet chin music". So what is it? Why, you now have the oppurtunity to be heard on this very page. There's a little button up in the top right corner of the blog. Click it. Go ahead. Do it. It's free! I'm serious. No foolin'!

Anyway, leave me a comment via that button. I'll post your very VOICE on my blog! That is, unless you don't want me to. But, I dare you. Try it. Tell your friends. Tell your enemies. Tell Chuck Norris. JUST DO IT!!!!!

The Rains Came Down.......

Genesis 9:11 says "I promise every living creature that the earth and those living on it will never again be destroyed by a flood."

This is, of course, God speaking to Noah and his sons after the entire planet was, indeed, destroyed by a flood. Unfortunately for me, scripture says nothing about the same promise being made for my basement.

On the evening of Tuesday, February 5th my wife went downstairs to get a rubbermaid container. As I sat on the couch eagerly awaiting her return (we were getting ready to watch an episode of 24), this conversation took place across the void of space stretching from our living room, through the kitchen, and finally down the stairs:

Kyla: "oh no....."
Z: "what?"
Kyla: "Oh No...."
Z: "What??"
Kyla: "OH NO!"
Z: "WHAT??!!!!"

Finally curiosity got the better of me and caused me to lift my keyster off the couch and make the journey to the nether realm of the Zastrow abode........and I'm pretty sure that I don't need to elaborate on what I found there (based on the aforementioned scripture reference).

I'm not going to go into how much such an event sucks. Any idiot can do that. Especially an emo idiot. With the mulitple piercings. And the hair hanging in their eyes. And the general hatred for........everything. Emos suck.

Where was I? Um.........you know this is one of those times where I thought I had more to say than I really did. So.......Here's this:




And how could I forget the obligatory cuteness?

Superbowl......super, indeed!

It was a treat for me this year to actually be able to keep track of what's going on in the world of the NFL and have people to talk to about it. You see, I spent the last seven years (prior to this one) living in Canada. I may as well have tried to have conversations about existentialism within the realm of the Smurfs. The people that I was close to were simply not interested in any sport that did not start with and "H", end with a "Y", and have "OCKE" in the middle.

Having said all that, I found myself caring more about the Superbowl this year than I had for a long time. Yes, I was excited that my two favorite teams were the combatants last year. However, it was quite depressing to go to a Superbowl party where myself and my brother-in-law (he was doing his internship up there) were the only ones who gave two flips about the game. This year was a different story.

And what a great story it was. It was almost "Dave and Goliath"-esque in nature. Peyton's little brother against the unstoppable Tom Brady. It really played off a bit like a football movie, where the underdog wins in the end. It was the first time that I was so wrapped up in the game that I didn't care very much about the commercials. Good thing too. There just wasn't a whole lot (with a few exceptions) to write home about in this department.

Either way, great game. And now, as promised.......





And then, of course, the cuteness.