The Album : Judge Jerrod and the Hung Jury

The Song : For Everclear.

24 seconds it has the following lyrics…

“I drank a case of Keystone Light,

Well that’s the beer we drink here,

you always get your money’s worth.

You put your beer goggles on,

and they don’t wear off,

until you’re loving the worst!”

Nothing else needs to be said

I expect to hear it when we visit you in August Gary!

Some people think that our love is like we were married for 6 years, others say it is like 60 years.

But you make me stronger, smarter and better.

Now that I’ve told you how I feel, do you really want me to put up those blinds in the bedroom tonight?

You do?

Ok,

Happy Anniversary!

Love,

Sean

Life is moving on

take care of the puppies.

I have stories to tell and I will work on them. The book has been keeping me busy. Thanks to my bitchslapper, I mean editors who have been making me rewrite again and again.

The Browns have lost their # 7 draft pick!

I love when people make moronic mistakes.  NBC Sports has the Cleveland Browns passing their 7th pick.  What maroons.  Imbeciles!  Check your work morons!

I swear the Browns had the 7th pick in the NFL Draft on Friday!!!!

Schuster, you killed it, you BLOCKHEAD!

He said Thursday after a third straight extra-end loss, this time to Denmark, “I’ve let my teammates and USA Curling down.”

He then added… Good Grief.

Some of you asked, why my interest in curling?

Next to hockey it’s interesting and hockey will be boring until the US takes on Canada in both Women’s and Men’s competitions.

So now 0-4 I just wanted to find someone that is a bigger blockhead then some people I know.

So John Schuster, you may have won a U.S. National, but next to this person…

you still are the 2010 Olympic Goat.  See you in 2014.

I enter something kind about Wawfuls and the blog crashes. Ominous huh?

So the last month since I’ve gotten married, I’ve gotten comfortable.

And that means once thing and one thing only.

I’ve gained weight.

So I’m back on the diet and back on the Wii with the EA Sports Active workouts.

So my goal was to try to lose the weight I gained in January in February.

Especially the “OOOh” sound as I get on the Wii balance board.

That kinda gets obnoxious.

At work…

At the General Managers conference in Mexico, I was mentioned and brought up as a key member of the Lubbock team.  So as we come closer to the big fundraiser at the end of the month, corporate has nothing but good things to say about me.

That’s good in my mind.

Hiding…

I’ve spent less time online, more time playing with the dogs and reading than I have been doing writing and the break has done me good. I’ve have a lot of ideas that I’ll be sharing with you dear readers in the next couple of days.

Retribution!

So I have to tell this story before I tell it on the air tomorrow.  I was driving down the street to work one morning while it was pouring , when a woman, crossing in the middle of the street (NO CROSSWALK for a block either way) tried to cross in front of me after dodging 5 lanes of traffic.  I gave her a courtesy horn (the New York way of saying, move your ass lady) and she replied by ducking in between lanes and giving me the finger.

Now I’m ashamed of what I did next.  I circled the block trying to cool myself down and then came back to see what she was in such a hurry for.

She was standing on the sidewalk holding a sign panhandling.

So I did what every mean awful person would do.

I sped up and sent a huge wave of water on and over her.

Treat me with respect and you’ll get treated with the same.

It then started to snow with big puffy flakes.

Serves her right. That’s what you get when you give me the finger lady.

Nothing better in the world than …

Recently I’ve started a list of things better than > various things.

Writing 500 words > writing 30 words and then run screaming away from the computer.

Knowing that my son loves me > actually talking to him.

Realizing that there is NO way that I can fit all of Joanna’s and my stuff in the house > Trying to make it fit.

Chuck > Anything else made by NBC

CBS, Food Network and ESPN > NBC…

Hell, my dogs taking a dump > NBC.

Holding my wife Joanna in the morning >Holding my girlfriend Joanna in the morning!

Being poor and happy > being rich and miserable.

Play this game with your friends.

Super Bowel

As for the Super Bowel…. yup, I said it. I hope that New Orleans wins.

Not because I like the Aints , but because I hate Peyton and the drooling that comes from my wife’s mouth when she sees him.

How many times have I said no since Joanna and I started to mourn the loss of our wonderful family member Mugsy Red Raider Von Lubbock?

It was closing in on a cool 10K when I talked to my mom.

She was the former breeder and knew all the places to find good dogs and where to separate the wheat from the chaff as my late grandpa might say.

So, one night before Christmas, right before mom was to go onto a trip to Switzerland and Germany to go to market, I brought up the idea.

She was cautious but excited.

“He would want you to move on…, ” she said with a tone in her voice that I have heard many times but ignored.

I let it go and never brought it up again until Friday night as a lark.

“Why don’t you find us a puppy mom?”

“Two,” Joanna said with the tone of more of a wish, than a request.

“ONE, no more. No less.”

So Mom was off and Friday was a bust, her usual suspects were either out of the business or had changes their number.

I had completely forgotten about it, and Joanna was sad, but knew that when the time was right, we’d find the right dog.

Now, my mom had started again on Saturday and had asked of me and Jo our favorite things to look for. Joanna wanted a Black and Tan Dachshund, but it didn’t matter to me. It was about the personality that had molded me from Brooke, grandpa’s black lab, to Mugs, that to this day must not be taunted.

“When you see my dog mom, you’ll know. You’ll see something in his eye, a fire that won’t quit. If you see that. You will have found my dog.”

I had forgotten about that early in the day call, knowing that no matter what, if something was going to happen, it would happen when I least expected it.

Joanna and I were having a late dinner at On the Border (sorry FTC, no payment by them here) when Mom called. I had my mouth full and I missed the call and just thought that I would call her back.

Then she called again.

Something was up.

“You have a new baby dachshund, a black and tan dapple. Beautiful markings and Sean, I saw a couple of others, but this dog had fire. He was fearless in playing with the dogs much larger than he.”

Joanna and I had some names in mind, but I never named a dog without looking at him, I mean, there are some dogs that are named SPOT for a reason.

Joanna HAD to go to Petsmart, then Target (dog Woof!) to get the animal all sorts of appropriate items. She looked at dog clothing but my John Casey growl caused her to walk away.

So we went to the house staying up till two in the morning, cleaning the house preparing for one dog.  Joanna wanted to get the dog right then, but I thought that we should wait until the 30th and I would pick up the dog while she was doing a jewelry party in San Angelo. However, life isn’t how we plan sometimes.

And along came Keegan

The next morning as we woke up to go to church my dad and mom called.

One of my nieces, Kaitlyn had fallen MADLY in love with “Spotty” as she called him.

“If you don’t come and get him today, you’ll lose him. I can guarantee that,” my dad said.

My dad rarely kids.

I told my mom that we really wasn’t prepared to go.

She was disappointed and I took a shower trying to figure out how I could get the dog on Saturday after my promotional remote for work.

I had things that I had to bring my Mom and Dad, gifts from Angel Fire and from the wedding that somehow wasn’t given to them.

And I left them all on the counter.

I had brought a dusty soft plastic dog kennel and a blanket and we had reached a little past Abilene when my Mom, who had given in and went to get my niece Kaitlyn her own puppy, called and asked the question that has turned this family upside down…

“Would you like another one? Someone to play with while you two are at work?” There was nothing I can do, but hand the phone to Joanna and a glint in her eye of pure joy began.

“You need to work on the fence tonight,” she said as she hung up the phone.

I had a premonition that no matter what happened, that I wouldn’t be working on the fence that night.

So as we got to my parents house Dad opened the door and ignoring requests for hugs until we forced them on him, led us to the cage.

Led us to our dog.

Now he was the our one choice, the perfect dog. And Aengus is gaelic for One Choice so Aengus McGee joined our family.

We played outside and had some fun and Mom brought in our second dog. He shook and shook , scared as he could be.

But when we let him down to potty he became an Olympic athlete.  He darted from here and there, wiggling out of peoples hands and he was so smart that he would do things so we wouldn’t catch him (i.e. hiding underneath the truck).

We named him Keegan Patrick, Keegan for his fiery personality and speed, and Patrick for my late brother, who seemed to always be wiggling out of situations.

After dinner and hugs, we started for home.

But we had to drop off a thank you note at Joanna’s Aunt’s house and while the dogs both enjoyed the use of her yard to relax and piddle, I watched the 3rd quarter of the Saints game.  Joanna showed her aunt pictures of the wedding on their computer.

We , since the dogs were tired now and kenneled up in their travel carrier, headed home, stopping twice more to let them out for stretching and doing their business.

Finally home.

We finally got home at 2 A.M. and took them to their new huge box and crashed watching them look at us and then crawl into a ball on their blanket.

We took them to the vet because Aengus had a very bloody stool this afternoon and we were concerned.

The vet gave both dogs medicine for Aengus’s bacterial infection and said that they thought Aengus may have worms but they thought it was just a hair.

Joanna came home to study for her EMT exam, as I reorganized the newly improved kitchen  cabinets when Joanna called me to help clean up dog poo.

And TRAGEDY, as I saw the little signs of a puppy who has worms.

So tomorrow we have to notify the vet, that they were wrong and that the dogs both need to be dewormed AGAIN.

We notified my mom to have her have the other dogs that were bought from this breeder checked out.

And I find quite ironic, that the dog that we named for the Wiggle Worm, may not have worms, but the “One Choice” did.

And that my friends is just another story that once again you can’t make up.

With the exception of getting married in 2009, there were very few bright spots in the year.

Lets see,

Harassment – by associates of Texas Tech

Annoyance – by ex-wife

Tolerance – of everyone during wedding preparations

Elation – of finally getting married

Denial – of benefits and health care mess due to surgery in January.

Yes, 2009 sucked from my cancer scare to issues at work causing me to have to take a paycut.

But I’m looking at 2010 differently.

2010,  is different because of my attitude.

I’m making changes in how I do and get things done.

I’ve taken a vacation (for my honeymoon) this January. I’ve never taken a vacation in January, I always tense up before Radiothon in February and don’t give myself a chance to relax.

The difference is simple. Joanna.  She sees me try to run myself into the ground and unlike former girlfriends or wife, she stops me , gets me to rest , eat, and laugh.

That change is very significant.

I am also not stressing at things that used to drive me crazy.  Obstacles that frustrated me are just looks like small stepping stones that I have to overcome.

I’m slowly losing weight and the safe and efficient way : eating less and exercising more.

The end result :

Lower blood pressure – without medication

A better environment for me

A better life I’m leading.

What else have I changed?

I’m reading more and writing more.  Some of the end results will be shown on this website.  Some will be given to others for publishing.  Some will never see the light of day.

I’ve done voice work for the Gambling Tales Podcast

I’m doing some preliminary writing work for others that I can’t talk about yet.

and I’m making room for more yesses.

Why?

Because I like feeling like that at the end of a day that I’ve accomplished something.

So how can you help?

Real easy, since I’ve opened myself to offers and opportunities. I’m not turning down an opportunity to grow, learn or share.  If you have a project you want my help on , let me know.

I’m backing friends with the LAPC and other poker related events. That’s the best play I know. Helping others get to their goals. Because whether they know it or not, but helping them, I’m helping me too.

If you need my advice, someone to bounce an idea off of, let me know.

Because 2010 is the year of opportunities for me. And I’m looking for the right one and the one that will be successful for all of us.

Thanks for reading.