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 <title>Is This Thing On?</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Testing, testing... check, check. One, two. One, two. Helllllloooooo?]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2010 11:16:22 -0700</pubDate>
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 <title>U2 3D &quot;OMG!&quot;</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I've seen this band live four or five times—once from the 20th row on the floor. However, seeing them at the Bob Bullock Theater in 3D is the best U2 concert I've ever experienced. It's like Bono, Edge, Adam and Larry all are basically playing in your lap. That coupled with nearly 100k fanatic Argentinians jumping wildly in unison and singing along in English is incredible.<br />
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Sadly for you, if you haven't seen it in Austin, you've missed it. Saturday night was the last showing of its second run. "Nanna, nanna, boo, boo." Will there be a third? I'll keep you posted.<br />
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Regardless, even if you're just a mediocre U2 fan at best, risk everything to see this film. You won't be disappointed.]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2008 21:30:59 -0700</pubDate>
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 <title>More Potty Humor</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I actually saw a woman—whom I know fairly well—walk into the bathroom at work today with a newspaper proudly tucked under her arm. That's comedy.]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 5 May 2008 11:10:39 -0700</pubDate>
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 <title>Put In An 18-Hour Day</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Good thing I wore my 18-hour bra.]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 01:42:35 -0700</pubDate>
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 <title>Late Eighties Nostalgia</title>
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Last fall, Bob F. and I saw The LeRoi Brothers and Joe King at the Continental Club. Bob finally sent me is sucky phone pics. Good memories. Good times. They all looked old. I'm sure they thought the same about us.<br />
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 <pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 12:10:19 -0700</pubDate>
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 <title>Hello, again, hello</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Don't know why, but Neil Diamond keeps drifting in and out of my head.  Someone make it stop.]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Tue, 12 Feb 2008 08:37:09 -0800</pubDate>
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 <title>A.H.S. 25 Years Later</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Saturday, we celebrated Arlington High School’s graduating class of ’82 25th year reunion. (Yes, I’m that old. And so are all my classmates.)<br />
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There was a big difference between our 20th and our 25th. At our 20-year, I thought we all were holding up pretty well. You know, still looking…hotter than lukewarm. Not any more. We all looked like mid-forty-year-old parents. Which shouldn’t be a surprise because that’s exactly what we are. Nevertheless, the realization was still a shock to my system.<br />
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When we walked into Gilligan’s, my wife said, “This is the wrong room, these are all old people in here.” In spite of her misstatement about the room, she was absolutely correct otherwise. Sad but true.<br />
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Okay, enough about youth being wasted on the young. There were plenty of women there who I—like former President Carter—“lusted after in my heart.” You know exactly who you are, you foul MILF temptresses. And keep it up. (BTW-that includes my wife.)<br />
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Also seeing everyone again, reliving glory days and telling other lies made my soul soar like a hawk. Some of these are people I’ve known since I was six years old. In this world of constant change—that’s seemingly always for the worse—there’s a beautiful security in feeling the warmth of the same hearts of those who’ve known you best, worst and longest. Even if only for an hour or two every five or ten years.<br />
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So here’s to the class of ’82. May gravity, UV rays and cholesterol cease to take their collective toll. Colts, colts, go, go, go!<br />
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(P.S. Thanks, Robin, for the inspiration to keep blogging. Flattery gets you everywhere. Your kind words should motivate me to create at least a few more entries.)<br />
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 <pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 14:49:22 -0700</pubDate>
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 <title>Tough Day at the Office</title>
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<description><![CDATA[• On location for a commercial shoot in Southern California<br />
• Currently shooting outdoor at a nice pool<br />
• Had encrusted swordfish off the craft service wagon for lunch<br />
• Staying at pretentious Hollywood hotel (dept. of redundancy dept.) where the staff all look like Dieter and Sprocket<br />
• Meeting lots of people made out of plastic, literally<br />
• So happy I don't live here<br />
• Having an absolute great time at someone's elses expense and getting paid for it<br />
• Sure beats workin' at Sears<br />
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 <pubDate>Thu, 2 Aug 2007 17:00:10 -0700</pubDate>
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 <title>Catching Up</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Working on the house is really crimping my blogging ability. So I’m putting a stake in the ground and just plowing ahead.<br />
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Bob F. and I saw Junior Brown at Antones a couple weekends ago. If you’ve never, seen him play, one word comes to mind: mesmerizing.<br />
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If you don’t know who Junior Brown is, leave my site immediately and Google® his name at YouTube to watch a video. Seeing this guy play the “Guit-steel” is believing.<br />
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On a more redneck note, my neighborhood (mostly me and another guy) “invested” nearly $500 in fireworks for the fourth. It’s the first time in my life I’ve been able to launch serious ordnance from right outside my front door. Awesome.<br />
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P.S. Happy Birthday, Mom. I love you.<br />
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 <pubDate>Mon, 9 Jul 2007 11:17:08 -0700</pubDate>
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 <title>The Accused</title>
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<description><![CDATA[So I’m having one of the worst days ever—literally. Two atomic blasts. One happened at 7:49 a.m. The other happened at…some point in the afternoon. (The nuclear fallout has affected my short-term memory.) I’m at ground zero both times. Not to mention three of my kids are sick with fever.<br />
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But to add insult to injury, I’m handed a hardcopy of an e-mail with the subject line “Incident in the Garage.” Long story short, someone has accused me of hitting their car in the parking garage.<br />
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ARRRRRRGGGGG! (sigh) I didn’t hit any car. I think this person is a victim looking for an accident. Regardless, I gotta deal with it. Among other things.<br />
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 <pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2007 15:31:00 -0700</pubDate>
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