The Dishwasher

She has sat there patiently for nearly two and half years, sadly watching as I did her job. She wondered, why won't they trust me to clean the dishes, I'm kosher, I work, if only they would let me help, life would be so much easier for them.

Despite her good intentions she was pretty much ignored, she spoke to her agent and wanted to be traded to a house that would use her talents, not waste them- by making her store extra things. Don't worry she was told, one day they'll make the call and you'll get show your talents.

Last night she received the call, it was time to shine, for some unknown reason the manager had decided that dishwasher would get a chance to strut her stuff.

She cleaned about as well can be expected after a long layoff, cleaning probably 80% of the dishes. She said if they knew how to use her properly she would have done a better job. Obviously the owners are clueless, they don't even own her special juice, needed to borrow it from teh neighbors. The owners have promised to learn how to utilize her talents, but her the juice she needed to run, and use her more frequently. But she must perform or be sent down to the basement, where appliances and extra furniture go to live out their remaining days.

Fantasy Football (or lack thereof)

This is the first football season in a while that I didn't join a fantasy league. After two weeks, I have to say I'm pretty glad about that decision. I've never liked fantasy football, I just played due to peer pressure. My teams are never very good, oh they looked good on paper but they never performed. The guy I would sit would have a breakout game, and I always draft Mike Vick, he'll probably have a career year now that I don't have him.

I do notice that I haven't been paying attention to other games and players this season, and I don't think I mind that much. I still watch a few games on Sunday and Monday Night, but if the game isnt on TV, I don't know who scored or how many yards everyone threw for, and life goes on.

On the flip side, all I have is the Lions (I'm not getting on that rant now) no other players or teams to watch, and the Lions are pretty depressing to watch. fantasy football did give me a break from the regular disaster that is Lions football

Happy Birthday

Happy birthday to my little boy, he turned two years old today. It's been an interesting ride, these past two years, he started out really easy to deal with, just sat wherever I put him, if he didn't like it, he didn't have much choice. I could hold him my arms and still play XBOX.

That lasted for a while, then he turned one, he was pretty bald, started getting around. Then things started to change, I think it was when his hair started growing in, or when he learned to talk. the change from 0-1 was big, but from 1-2 was crazy. He talks, understands things, knows what he wants and is lots of fun. He loves sports, don't know where we got that one from, he loves playing baseball, basketball, hockey and football- he enjoys watching them too.

I am amazed at some of the things he picks up, and I don't know many two year olds but I'm pretty sure he's one of the smarter ones around. He knows all his ABC's and can count to 14, and he knows teh last few words of most sentences in the books we read. It's more than book smart He knows that the zoo water fountain means is the Zoo- Whenever we pass by it he says "my zoo, my zoo" he knows when to clap at the baseball game, and to yell Go Tigers as loud as he can.

It's not all roses, bedtime is hell, he likes yelling "wake up daddy" when I am sleeping and he allegedly beats up his girlfriend, although I think she is to blame at least half the time,

All in all he is a joy, and I can't wait to see how he deals, and we deal, with the notorious terribe two's.