Nasty North in the Dirty South

Quick update on life right now.

I am writing this in the great state of Georgia in the ATL.  I spent the weekend in Alerbamer fishing.  While most of the world watched the most hyped football game ever between the two best teams in college football, I was in the only state that doesn’t care about  that and watched the Alabama Auburn game with a die hard Alabama fan.  I guess it was worth the experience.  We have already watched Casino Royale last night, Borat tonight, and we are going to rent Talladega Nights tonight too.

I will  update when I have more time in Iowa or at home.

Best.

The 3 S’s

So, after being asked by my girlfriend if I was interested in going to a day spa… I told her about the male equivalent of the day spa: the 3S.

Now I did not invent the 3S, but I have used it with great success.  Ok that rhymes but stay with me. 

The three ingredients of the 3S are (keeping it clean):

1)sheet

2)shower

3)shave

Very simple I know, but the restorative effects on a man cannot be discounted.  Notice the simplicity and beauty of the setup.  It is basically the male hygeine trinity.  Notice how one cannot truly go forward without the one before it and the ones before it need the ones after it.  Total time from sheet to shave: 20 minutes.  To quote the Last Samurai, perfect it is all perfect.  Now if you have a beer in the shower and shave with nacho cheese…. this is just too much.  Wow that is exciting.

More thoughts on Ecclesiastes:

I was talking with a buddy about a teaching he is going to do on Ecc. and I came to this conclusion.  Solomon was writing about how a wealthy man doesn’t enjoy his possessions.  We see that a lot today and throughout history.  I think what got to me is that I think that Solomon was the same way, the only difference is that he was wise enough to understand that it was happening to him at the time.  It is ironically sad when you are the only one smart enough to understand how messed up your own situation is.

So I reached my breaking point on Guitar Hero I.  I simply can’t play death metal fast enough.  Too bad Guitar Hero II comes out today.  Woot!

Since I am revealing guys secrets today, ladies know this as well:  when a pretty girl walks by a bunch of guys or in front of a guy,  the guys will try to smell your hair/perfume.  If you walk by guys, don’t turn around because someone may be trying to smell your hair!  If you think I am creepy, think about the other guys in the world.  At least I am telling you.

Once a week is better than once a never.

So I got a high-five from my boss on Thursday.  We finally got a really strong lead on the project I have been working on for ~4 months.  I actually kissed the reactor in the lab.  High tens and butt slaps were plentiful.  I hope this doesn’t mean I don’t get to go to Atlanta for a business trip.  I actually have the next 3 Friday’s off of work, which rocks hard.

Northwestern beat Iowa in football today.  Watching the game, it was like the announcers just expected Iowa to win.  The play-by-play guy more than once talked about how Iowa was controlling the game when Northwestern was winning.  At least my brother can walk with a little extra swagger for the next few days.

I’ve been playing a lot of worship for church lately and not much else. Basically gym, music, and friends.  I guess that is a pretty good life.  At a 4 hour retreat in the city forest today that I was leading worship for, we actually lost a member out in the woods.  I’m not sure why he didn’t use his cell phone to call his wife after 30 minutes of being lost, but I suppose it is embarrassing to say that you are lost in the middle of the city.  We found him.  I was acting like a rescue dog by sniffing really quickly around the two other guys in the search party.  I think I can do a pretty mean dog impression. It’s basically like this:

Hahahahahahhahahahehehehehehehhehahahahhehehheheh in sniff sounds through the nose.

I sang some Josh Turner at karaoke tonight, oh yeah and I had the club hopping if you know what I mean.  I had underwear thrown at me too.  Sexy sexy underwear.  No not really, but you can imagine. What? No?  Ok, but some guy did buy us a round of beers… before I sang.  Afterwards he wanted the beers back.  Ok he didn’t want the beers back, but the club was hopping. 

Same old going down in the Nasty North, which is what we call the Midwest, as opposed to the Dirty South.

I’m thinking about sending Christmas cards this year, but I see that some people already have Christmas shopping done, which is flipping nuts.  Whatever, my gifts come with a sense of urgency.  They scream “we were bought yesterday”.

My friends from church have all become obsessed, including me, with the video game guitar hero.  Guitar hero II comes out on the 7th… at midnight…  my life is sad.  I enjoy getting to play the guitar riffs that I will likely never play in real life.