I can see my house from here.

I’m driving in to the office this morning and have the radio on one of the country stations here in Denver.   I was hoping for “Red Solo Cup”, but instead got “I wish you’d love me like my dog does”….and the wheels have begun to turn in my mind….which is funny, because I don’t think country music has ever been accused of making anyone “think”….drink maybe…..which I guess explains the popularity of Red Solo Cup. Some of the lines in the song   basically elude to the fact that the dude is just not good enough for the mystery girl, but good enough for his dog….and what I wonder is, what would this world really be like without women? Now, for the purpose of this hypothetical rant, I think I’ll skip over the obvious answers like: “there would be no babies” or “no such thing as gourmet cupcakes”, or “we might never know what an apple actually tastes like”, and examine my thoughts on the effect on the condition of man in a world of men and what might be different…..if only for a single genera

     I appreciate bumper stickers.  They are a tiny bit of entertainment during an otherwise frustrating ritual that is morning and afternoon traffic.  I saw one this week on a Dodge Ram truck that was outfitted with some nice offroad tires and a lift kit that read: "My footprint is bigger than yours".  Typically in these situations I go for the obvious sarcasm's, like "he must wear a size 14 shoe to put that kind of sticker on his truck"...but I'm sliding past that and acknowledging the jab he was throwing at the environmentally concerned of Denver.   Right off the bat I was upset...because he was probably right!  I bet his footprint is bigger!  I'm a competitive guy, and deep down that got me thinking...how big is my footprint?  For added mental complexity--for me--I had at the time been mulling over my legacy...what about me stands out? What will people remember me for? What have I accomplished so far?  And it gelled in my mind...I will beat this guy.

A dumb question yes, but I bet it's the first blog of mine you've bothered to click on......the dude is that big.  He's a polarizing, compelling stud....love to hate him, or hate that you love him, either way you probably have an opinion.  That fact alone is interesting since no one really knows the guy...we don't have 15 years worth of NFL seasons to see, and there's not that much out there from college unless you're a sports nut or from Florida.  We know he wore eye black with bible verses on it in college...and they told him not to do that....which is silly and sad.  We know he's an outspoken Christian and extremely competitive.....which is a combination that I'm sure scares a lot of people in this country under the age of 50...which is also sad, and silly.  Here is a guy who won the Hiesmann, National Championships, and was then a top draft pick into a backup situation....third in line in fact.  He's been told his whole career he wasn't NFL

So, I finally jumped in with both feet.  I'm fully committed to making this thing work and I'm ready to show the world.   Let me back up just a minute to clarify.... I've written previously about the things people do to their cars, the stickers they paste everywhere to show who they voted for or what kind of a mood they tend to be in, or, and I like these, the ones that tell you "if you're close enough to read this....". I'm okay with all of it, it's your car, your life, and if you don't care that much about resale or that it was a rental and you paid the insurance deposit anyway, so why not...but I've discovered something I had never imagined I would do as well. Stick people. Daddy stick man, Mommy stick woman, and little kiddo stick people--one in a stick stroller...which, I guess couldn't really be illustrated in much more detail than sticks anyway, so I guess it's legit. Stick people stickers are as ubiquitous as hybrids anym

Oil is over $100/bbl again, the Middle East is in turmoil, everyone in Africa is revolting, somolian (they don't deserve capital letters) pirates are kidnapping and killing anyone within 300 miles of "the horn", New Zealand is getting rocked by 7.0 earthquakes.  Gold is over $1400/oz., gas prices are heading over $3/gallon again, and the market keeps on a tumblin'...down a few hundy in the last couple days.  All that going on, and the fact that there's a Starbucks by my office keeps me feeling safe and secure.  Not that I have one every day, but it's nice to know it's there, like a security blanket on a dark, cold night.  Even better than having a Starbucks, there is a joint called the "Santa Fe Cookie Company"...just throw a dollar in the bucket and leave with hot and fresh muffins or cupcakes or 3 cookies of assorted types...brilliant. I think, if Jesus was physically walking the earth today, and we were hangin' in Denver, (you know how

I think that sounds like a good substitute curse word--say it with anger out loud...."BUMPER STICKERS!!" Wow, one sentence in and already a tangent. I saw a bumper sticker a few days ago that stuck in my head..."Annoy a liberal--work, succeed, be happy." I thought, now there's a blog topic that would fire everyone up on some level...so I think I want to avoid that, I'm not good at confrontation.  I'm not even sure if the three things mentioned on the sticker are mutually inclusive of each other.   I think I know more people that are unhappy because they're working all the time to "succeed".   Then I tried to think, what would the antithesis of that sticker be?  "Annoy a conservative....". I'll let you come up your own endings, everything I thought of annoyed me.   The larger question to me was, "What is success really?"...no, that wasn't it...the larger question to me was...."What kind of person feels t