Where Are My Keys?

Another visitor tonight..

Last night it was Santa, tonight the Tooth Fairy!

GWK, is that you?

The feet look about right, but it's hard to tell with the headpiece on..

 

"No limit dreidel"?

Really?  Is that what has been missing around the menorah lately?

Having trouble paying for your wedding?

You aren't being creative enough in finding alternative methods of financing it.

Excellent telling of what happens when you get married..

Sure, the focus is Christmas, but how many of you married guys still have a neon beer sign in your house?  Playstation in plain view under the TV?  Maxim magazine in your bathroom?

Where's GAT when you need him?

Regular readers of WAMK from back in the Townhall days remember Guy Arthur Thomas as a proud supporter of all things Tiger Woods.  He went bat-shit crazy when I questioned if there were any PED users on the PGA Tour, and pointed to Tiger as potentially being on the juice (or more likely, HGH).  My point was that like Barry Bonds, Tiger has the same things he wants to achieve:

• Be the best of all-time at his sport
• Makes tons of money
• Gain the admiration/adulation of fans
• Re-write the record books

These items clearly describe both men.  Both men also exhibited extreme changes to their bodies in a short period of time.  One cheated, the other we don't know.  GAT defended Tiger without question.  I have no way of knowing if Tiger is/was using any kind of PED's to gain an advantage, but my point was/is a valid one.  We've seen drug scandals in every major sport, many of the Olympic ones, and do I even have to mention the Tour de France?  GAT wants us to believe that the PGA tour is exempt, because it's a gentleman's game.  With multi-million dollar payouts and sponsorships.

Anyway, I've been wondering what GAT's take on the Tiger Tale is.  I'm sure he's writing it off as nothing to see, just circumstantial evidence.  Law Professor Jacobsen has three questions for Mrs. Woods:

I want to believe Tiger Wood's statement that the rumors about his wife attacking him are false. Refusing to speak with the police, however, is not a good sign.

One issue keeps popping back into my mind on this. Tiger's wife reportedly helped extricate him from the car by smashing a window with a golf club.

So where did she get the golf club?

Even in the Tiger Wood's household, it is hard to believe that Mrs. Wood's first thought, upon realizing that her husband's car had crashed, was "let me grab a golf club." And at 2:25 in the morning, it is doubtful that she was practicing her chip shot at the time.

Second question.

Why didn't she just open the door? The photos show only damage to the front end. The Escalade SUV is a big vehicle, and it is hard to believe that none of the doors would open merely because of a relatively modest front-end collision.

Third question.

Why am I blogging about this? Another waste of a good education (see, I said it, so no need to send e-mails telling me what I already know).

Happy Thanksgiving!

I am thankful for my wonderful family, a great job, and fantastic friends.  We'll spend the day enjoying the beautiful Colorado weather, too much food, lots of football, and being with loved ones.

To those that can't be with us, we are thinking of you and love you.

Enjoy the day!

Just in time for the holidays..

Meet Perry Hogsten and Nick Jones.

I can't believe it's been a decade.

Today marks the anniversary of the loss of my father.

He was diagnosed with Chronic Lymphocytic Leukemia, began chemo quickly, went through a bone marrow transplant not soon after, and wound up dying from complications from the transplant.  He received excellent care, had a kind and loving team of nurses and doctors, but just couldn't beat it.

I'm sad that my father never met my wife.  I'm sad that my father never got to meet his granddaughter.  I miss the regular calls we had.  I miss standing in cool water with a fly rod in my hand, discussing the issues of the day.

I miss my dad.

It would mean a lot to me if those of you reading today would toss a few bucks to the good people at the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society in his honor.

I love you dad, and miss you.  I hope you have been watching Madeline live, laugh, and grow.

Pumpkin time..

Spent some time with the family this weekend, carving up the WAMK World HQ pumpkins.  Here's what we came up with:

A ghost

Spooky!

Frankenstein's Monster

All three in a row

The squirrels have already done some damage.  I'm glad I got pics before it was too late!