Did I mention that I'm thankful for:

People who are generous enough to boil heaps of crawfish and patient enough to teach a midwesterner how to eat them, and then hospitible enough not to comment on how the midwesterner ate his weight in them.

Guys who can turn a wrench a couple of times and fix a vehicle problem that would have taken me all afternoon, or would have cost me lots of money to have a mechanic fix.

Remember the first Adam Sandler album? Remember the bit with the kid playing right field?

That's the way I feel when I play outfield.

A list of some of my favorite words:

Discretion
Understatement
Propriety

I think I'm going to go down to the ULM campus Friday evening at 6:30 to watch some college baseball.

Anybody else care to go?

Sarah has something else going on, so I'm going to have Bailey with me... that means I might get stay the whole game, I might stay five innings. I just have a real need to see some guys standing around on some grass.

You know those really ugly dogs you see locked in cars when you are walking through a parking lot?

Are they ugly because they get left in cars? Or do they get left in cars because they're ugly?

Quick, go turn on your TV.

Iraqi Information Minister Mohammed Saeed al-Sahaf is on CNN claiming that his country's forces are still in control of the Eastern seaboard, EuroDisney and most of Rohan.

I'm a breakfast cereal addict with a three-box-a-week habit. I'm also trying to cut budget corners everywhere I can... which has lead me to start buying the bagged cereals.

Have you tried the bagged cereals? There's no toy inside the package, and the well-known cereal mascot like Toucan Sam or Cap'n Crunch is replaced by a cut-rate giraffe driving a bus or monkey with sunglasses, but overall they aren't that bad. A 14-oz box of Honey Comb is $2.50. A 33-oz bag of "Honey Buzzers" is $2.00. Good deal eh? We've had that 33-oz bag of Honey Buzzers going on three weeks now. I keep eating it, but it never goes away.

What kills me is the names.

They try to make them just similar enough that you know what they are getting at without actually crossing over into trademark infringement.

Have you tried the Boatswain Crunch? Not bad.

Fruity Gravel? It's okay.

How about Honey Nut Cheeri-L's?

Apple Johns? Burnt Umber Grahams?

What are some of the knock off cereals that you've tried?

This guy has posted pictures of the prizes that came in cereal boxes in the 60's and 70's.

If you ate as much Fruity Pebbles as I did, you might remember this and this.

I carried my lunch money in my Dino coin purse forever. The Fruity Pebbles smell was deeply imbedded in the plastic, so whenever I needed a Pebbles fix I would just hold it close to my nose and inhale.

I don't know if the radio stations in your area do this, but the stations here bleep the word "cocaine" in the Kid Rock / Cheryl Crow duet. So the whole song is about fornication, but for some reason cocaine is the thematic element that is so taboo that it gets axed.

That said, I can't get the tune out of my head.

Quiet Riot played Monroe tonight. Time to throw in the towel, boys.

A few days back Capezza posted a question about who would play him if they made a movie about his life. My comment ended up getting lost when he switched blog formats, so I'll repeat my incredible dead-on answer to that question here... Oliver Platt.

You know I'm right. Here are some other actors I think could do a good job of playing some of you. Click on the name to find the actor.

Booth
Amos
Cranston
(Je)Remy
Barlow'
Barach
Lizenby
Marsalis
McBroom
Chris Smith
Me

If you don't know everybody, don't worry. You aren't missing anything. It isn't really that funny.

Jon Amos wants to hear the milk story.

Not really a story is it? Nothing to it really.

Somebody mentioned that it was near impossible to consume a gallon of whole milk in an hour. I took exception to that statement, knowing that I really like milk, and that I have a pretty large abdomen, I thought that it would be wise to test that theory. I drank maybe three quarters of it before feeling like I was going to hurl. I felt the milk in my nose and felt like all of my organs were sloshing in milk. With fifteen minutes left in the allotted hour I gave up. I swear that I was about to breathe milk all over the table. My gut felt like it had a bowling ball in it for several hours. I was seriously hurting when I got home and I wasn't hungry until late the next evening.

You think I'm a wimp? You try it.

I'm not a wimp. I'm just really really gullible... and easily baited.

There are few dares that I have ever passed up.

I put in a full day of work today. It's good to return to the ranks of the gainfully employed. Made about fifty cold calls today and only got thrown out of one office.

All I'm going to be doing for several weeks is cold-canvassing businesses. If you think about me in the next few days, pray that the businesses I contact will be receptive and listen to what I have to offer them. I can only save them money and make them more productive... so it's not like you are praying for me to take away somebody's hard earned cash for no good reason.

I feel like that I am in a seven-month non-productivity hole that I need to work my way out of. I need to get back to selling like I was before I moved from St. Louis. I think I'm good at what I do, but I sure could use a break here and there. I need to find those businesses that are sitting on piles of cash and need new technology in their office. Please pray that I walk in the right doors.