The Christmas List...

So, Thanksgiving is over. It was great. Food, family, frisbee golf. The best three f's in the world. (skipping over the possible inappropriateness on that one) anyway, now it is the Christmas season. My favorite holiday. I love giving gifts to people. But people also like to give me gifts. Which I won't complain about. Therefore, I have to make a list as every other person in the family seemed to be doing this weekend. So I thought I would just post my 2008 Christmas list. So you can see what all the cool kids are asking for. Or just what this one is. Enjoi. And feel free to say, hey that would be nice to have, I'll put it on my list too.

DVD's
Death to Smoochie
The Dark Knight (Batman)
Step Brothers
Rob and Big Season 1 and 2
The ultimate fighter season 4

Under Armour Cold Gear- long sleeve shirt xxl
Under Armour arctic beanie - black or grey
winter Gloves with finger and thumb holes.
Xbox Live
Call of Duty: World at War
M-Audio Axiom 49 key usb midi controller
(http://keyboards-midi.musiciansfriend.com/product/MAudio-Axiom-49-49Key-USB-MIDI-Controller?sku=706314)
There is a 25 key one that costs less if that no one can afford the
other one.
Jesus Wants to Save Christians - book by Rob Bell
The Voice Bible
Small/cheap/easy sewing machine - Just to repair rips or sew patches.
Ryobi tools 18v Combo Kit
Sealskinz socks (I wear size 12 shoes)

Disc Golf Stuff
   KC Pro Roc disc
   disc golf basket - like this one -
http://www.discgolfstore.com/Skill-Shot-Portable-Target-Full-size-p-24.html
   disc lights -
http://www.discgolfworld.com/product_detail.asp?product_id=2094
(several of these - preferably red)

Feliz Navidad

The Bearded Wonder

I am 3.5 weeks into my beard. I feel like a real man. I man who hunts for his own food, who could survive in the wilderness for weeks on end. Who knows how to build a fire with flint or sticks. A man who can explain how an engine works, who owns multiple flannel shirts and drives a big truck. But I am not that man. I am not any of those. Although I am pretty sure my brother in-law-in-law fits all of those, except does not have a beard. Ironic.

The longest I have ever grown a beard is for a month. It was in college. We had a beard growing competition and I won. I beat out like 80 other dudes for the man with the fullest beard. So I have some pride invested in this beard thing. I realize that i have been given a gift. The ability to grow a lot of facial hair. Not all men have this gift. I don't want to stop growing it. I have a look in mind that I am going for. My favorite comedian, Zach Galifianakis has an amazing beard. And that is what i want mine to look like. 

The problem I have run into is my wife hates the beard. She doesn't understand that beard growing is an art form. It takes weeks of sacrifice, determination, putting up with itchiness. But I will not give up. My goal is to grow it at least until january, with hopes of making it through February. That would be amazing. I want it to be huge. I want small birds to be able make a nest in it. I want to be able to carry my cell phone inside of it. Or pack a lunch and just keep it in there. I want it to be so thick that if I shaved it off, it could clothe and small african child. I want it to be so manly that it makes Chuck Norris feel inferior. That Moses himself would have told me to lead the people out of Egypt. When I am walking toward someone and they see my beard, as they start to say "wow, look how big that beard is." all they get out is wow look how big, and then my beard hits them in the face. I want to be able to sky dive without a parachute because my beard catches enough air to keep me floating. I want my beard to hold the cure to cancer. I don't know how, but with a giant beard anything is possible. 

So join me in my beard conquest. I am not doing this just for me, but for everyone who reads this. So it probably is just for me. But oh well. Here is to an amazing growing season, one in which I will reap a beard harvest bigger than I ever dreamed. 

My name is, What? My name is, Who? My Name is... Chka, Chka, GRAP

Initials are a funny thing. Luckily for most people they don't spell anything, or if they do its usually something cool like ACE or TNT. I assume most parents think about this before they name their child. Such as, if you were Mrs. or Mr. Smith, You wouldn't name your daughter Abigail Susan. that would just be wrong. Especially if you planned to call her Susan all along. You just put her through torture for nothing. However, I find myself in those shoes. Although it is not as bad as having the initials ASS. I was not shielded from the funny initials game. GRAP. Sound eerily close to another word? And you would say to me, "But wait, isn't your name Anthony?" Yes, and now I am walking away. It takes to long to explain. Or I hear "You have 4 names?" No, I just decided to use random letters that have no significance. Oh well, when life tosses you crappy initials, or grappy initials in my case, you just gotta squeeze it and make crapaid. Or grapaid in my case. Then give it to someone else to drink. So thanks mom and dad for marking me for life. And to my grandpa's, I hope you are happy. The name is Anthony, GRAP 4 short.

New Relationship...

This is my second relationship with someone like you. I pray that our love might be more fruitful than the first. By no fault of their own did it not work out. It was me. I didn't give it the time or dedication it needed. I was neglectful. Inconsiderate. In fact I wasn't even doing it for myself. I did it to please everyone else. But then again, it just didn't deliver on what I had expected. But its over now. It's been over for a very long time. I have moved on. Its time for something new. Something fresh. Something... hip? Thats right, blogspot. You are my new love. Xanga is a distant memory. Never to be remembered again. And of course there will always be facebook, and occasionally myspace that steal my time away from you. But you are all mine. And I don't care who knows about us. But I doubt that very many people will. Its ok. We can be secret lovers. So here is to new beginnings, completely random posts, and what looks to be a rollercoaster love affair. To paraphrase what this relationship will be like, I quote one of the great philosophers of our day..."people say I'm strange, does that make me a stranger? That my best friend was born in a manger." DCTalk - Jesus Freak. 

Enjoy.