Rules

A friend posted this on facebook. It was listed as a speech Bill Gates gave, but someone disputed it and said it was someone else. Regardless, I found a few of these very interesting and very true. Look at it however you want, but here it is, 11 life rules...

Rule 1: Life is not fair - get used to it!

Rule 2: The world doesn't care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3: You will NOT make $60,000 a year right out of high school. You won't be a vice-president with a car phone until you earn both.

Rule 4: If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss.

Rule 5: Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your Grandparents had a different word for burger flipping: they called it opportunity.

Rule 6: If you mess up, it's not your parents' fault, so don't whine about your mistakes, learn from them.

Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you were. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent's generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life HAS NOT. In some schools, they have abolished failing grades and they'll give you as MANY TIMES as you want to get the right answer. This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.

Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you FIND YOURSELF. Do that on your own time.

Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one.

Until next time,

The Worst IV

1. Tying someone else's shoe

2. People

3. Vet bills

4. The WNBA

5. Not knowing

Until next time,

The Worst III

** in no particular order, I started a series of "The Worst" posts. The things listed are, for one reason or another, in fact, the worst. I could name many, but I'll choose to dispense them 5 at a time.**

1. Annoying laughs

2. Flakiness

3. Co-Pays

4. Social awkwardness

5. Poor people playing the lottery

Until next time,

The Worst II

1. Inefficiency

2. Poor service

3. Owing

4. Slow drivers

5. Fees

Until next time,

The Worst.. 5 at a time

_______ is/ are the worst.

1. Smoking

2. Parents

3. Bad hygiene

4. Mulch

5. Birthdays

** in no particular order, I'm starting a series of "The Worst" posts. The things listed are, for one reason or another, in fact, the worst. I could name many, but I'll choose to dispense them 5 at a time.**

Until next time,

Bringin' the Buffet

I wrote The Blog Buffet earlier this summer, and got an overwhelming response. Overwhelming in two ways… 1. Many of my friends and/ or family told me that they enjoyed reading it. I’ve heard that before about some of my posts (and have heard only crickets on most), but this time it was cool because of the people who said something to me, maybe 2 of them talked about the same topic. 2. It was much more fun to write. Sit down, think of something, type about it, and move on. The goal wasn’t to concoct a good storyline like many of the others, it was just to ramble on in a therapeutic kind of way. I got more joy out of it, and apparently, so did the other people that have too much spare time like myself that actually read the whole thing.

1. The Lebracle- I still need more information. I do not look down upon anyone that has formed a strong opinion on Lebron for “the decision.” I see both sides, and could argue with or against both. When I am asked what I think, I honestly am nearly speechless. I want to hate him for leaving the Cavs and the city, but I also understand some of the reasons. I want to dog on him for joining forces with one of the other alpha dogs in the league, but also think it is somewhat cool that these guys did this. I want to disown Dan Gilbert for “the letter,” but strangely can see how it was the greatest move he could make at the time, but also suicidal for the Cavs. My bottom line is that I’m left feeling as though something else will come out about the whole situation. I am not convinced that Lebron would truly leave JUST to play with his buddies and chase a championship. I believe that it was always in the back of his mind, behind the idea of staying in Cleveland. Then, when whatever tipping point happened, it gave him a reason to justify leaving. The Delonte and Gloria thing is out there, there’s too simple of a fix there- trade Delonte. I can’t convince myself that Lebron wouldn’t talk to Dan Gilbert during June, or wouldn’t even give Tom Izzo 30 seconds of his time, it’s just all too fishy for me. I could go on and on, but for now, I’m so baffled that I can’t even take a side.

2. Reading- I’ve always hated to read books. I’ll read articles online, facebook, twitter, the paper, and emails all day, but books haven’t been in my vocabulary. This summer I finished “The Book of Basketball” on June 3 (700 pages, I started it Nov. 30 2009). It was a collection of 2 pages stories/ articles, so I could take my time, and stop and start whenever. Perfect. I’ve since finished another book “Outliers” by Malcolm Gladwell. Many of my friends suggested the book to me, and I read his columns online, so I tried it out. It was fascinating, and I’d recommend it to anyone. So fascinating, in fact, that I started another of his books “The Tipping Point” and am really enjoying it. You didn’t think I used “tipping point” in the first paragraph off the top of my head did you?

3. Early riser- Over the past two years, maybe a bit less, I have discovered the joy in getting up early. I can’t say I’ve always been a morning person, but now I am a diehard fan. As Brett Rozanczyk and I have discussed on many occasions, there is a certain undefined unexplainable value to being up before other people. Sleeping in, is now 8:30 at the latest… I never would’ve thought I’d ever say that.

4. Soccer- The World Cup was awesome! I was glued to the T.V. for as many games as I could be. As I said in an email to a few friends this morning, I am admittedly the first person to start conversations that make fun of soccer. I compared it to a friend that you go out with and make fun of the whole time, only because it is so easy to make fun of that friend, and everyone laughs and has a great time. And that friend is a great sport about it, continues to be who he is, joins in on the making fun, and in the end you guys are still great friends. That’s how I am with soccer. I love to poke fun at the sport and its diehards. It has some flaws, and if you can appreciate the flaws, you realize that it really is an enjoyable game deep down.

5. Soccer cont’d- I don’t think I’ll never really become a diehard. Soccer could never surpass football or basketball. One of the main things, I think, that keeps me and others, from becoming more interested, is the topic of wanting to see the best. Many sports radio hosts talk about how Americans want the best, they appreciate greatness for what it is. I couldn’t agree more. I don’t do the MLS because I know going into it that it isn’t the best. I would enjoy knowing more about the English Premier League, but it doesn’t hit home enough to allow me to enjoy. In The Sports Guys’ column today he wrote that he would love to see one of the premier league teams invest in the top American players and kind of become “America’s Team” of the premier league. It would still have international players on it, but at least for me, if a bunch of the best American players were on one team, I would be able to build more of an interest. I hope this happens.

6. The damn oil spill- So we got it capped after a gozillion days, and it’s only a temporary fix? And now there’s another leak? And….. What the hell is going on? Really?

7. Never seen this before- Every year something happens and we immediately say it’s the worst ever, or best ever, and we’ve never seen this before. For example, I continue to feel as though this is the hottest summer I can remember. I go around saying “this is the worst we’ve ever had.” Is it? The “never before” or “can remember” type comments extend to many things, and I’m entertained to think about how generational this stuff is. Older folks will always say stuff was better or worse in their day. Middle aged folks will do the same about a few years after that, and kids today will talk up these next few years as the worst or best something when they are 100. That’s it, just a thought.

8. Wireless cable- I realize wireless and cable are complete opposite terms, but why can I take my laptop out on my patio and have endless communication with anything I want in the world, but can’t plop my big screen out by my firepit and watch Sportscenter in HD. And you think we’ve been to the moon? HA!

9. Lists- I live by lists. I’m always making a list of things to do, whether it’s got to be done today, tomorrow, or just anytime. Unfortunately, I’ve been off of school since June 10, and many of the things on the list on June 10, are still on the list. It’s amazing how not having a schedule and more free time, does not directly lead to getting more accomplished.

10. Life changes- I love thinking about where I’m at today, and where I may have thought I would be a this time 10 years ago. Make sense? As I sat in high school planning my future, or laid in bed at night thinking who I’d keep contact with, where I’d live, or what I’d think about who, what, or where, I enjoy the thought of how wrong I was, and even more, how right I thought I’d be. (I typed that, and had to re-read it for clarification. Twice… whatever) Anyway, I cannot look back and think of much I would change, and that makes me happy.

Until next time,

Letter to Lebron

Dear Lebron,

First of all, a sincere thanks! You’ve known all along what your options will be, and when the clock struck midnight on July 1^st, you could have come out and told me where you will play next year. But, that wouldn’t have been the best move for my Scott Brand. And you could have announced right away where you were going as you sat in your house in Akron. But, that wouldn’t have been the best move for Gahanna, the city I grew up in, and the city I love. And you could have teamed up right away with other superstars and built a dynasty. But, that wouldn’t have been good for my ability to win championships or my legacy. Actually, what am I talking about, that’s just dumb, sorry.

Anyway, what you did was you waited. You drew it out almost as long as you could. You created the type of media hype that has never been seen in sports before, and it was GREAT! I know you are making this decision for me (thanks again by the way) and the best thing for me was to have 24/7 media coverage, and hype, and rumors, and all this sports-fan-crack that you have been giving out like it was going out of style. Following ESPN.com and facebook and twitter and sports radio and TV has given me something to do since I have these 3 months away from school. I dove into the speculation game as deep as anyone and it was a roller coaster thrill ride! And now, an hour-long special tomorrow night? SWEET!

Again, I just want to say thanks one more time. All these analysts, and fans, and peers, and enemies of you, want you to make your decision for something they think is best for them (or you?), but you chose to be unselfish and feed ME!!!

Now, what’s best for you personally? (oh, that’s the first time you’ve been asked that?)

Whoa, I’m sorry. See I thought since everyone else was telling me what’s best for your brand, or your city, or your legacy, those were what you were basing this on.

Well, uh, good luck. Since you’ve done so much for me, I hope you do make this decision for you, not for anyone or anything else. I'll certainly be happiest if you choose the Cavs. And if you go, I'll be bummed at first, but you know what, if you do end up playing somewhere else, I hope you choose it for you, not for your legacy, or your brand, or a city, or anyone else, but for whatever is truly best for you.

Good Luck,

Scott

Until next time,

Long Distance Relationship

What’s the old saying, “distance makes the heart grow fonder?” I typically laugh at things like this and never understand why people think that a certain relationship is better off when people are apart. I don’t even like that some of my very good friends live outside of town. It certainly doesn’t ruin the relationship we have, but it would without a doubt be better if I didn’t have to, heaven forbid, drive 10+ miles to hang out. I guess I’m just a sucker for the built-in-excuse (if you aren’t nodding your head thinking, “me too,” more power to you.)

In my friend Brent’s post about his family trip to Rocky Fork Lake each July 4^th, he discusses how his family comes together very infrequently, yet it seems as though the never miss a beat with anything. I can say the same thing about my family trip to The Outer Banks of North Carolina. Twelve people that see each other 3-4 times a year max, come together for a week of sitting on the beach, having some beverages, playing family games, and enjoying the simple life for 7 straight days.

I have enjoyed this specific long-distance relationship now for well over 20 years. Every year the Zulauf’s join us, all the way from Virginia, for Christmas, and we travel down there to meet up with them for summer vacation. The times we are together are filled with laughter and constant discussion of anything and everything. It really is as if we never miss a beat. Each time we part ways, I always wish they never moved to Virginia in the mid-1980’s. Andy and Nick specifically would be two of my very best friends. We share the same interests and the same sense of humor, and can fill time with meaningless discussion like almost nobody else I know. I cannot think of many people that I could spend an entire week with and not get tired of their presence.

Would it be the same if we lived closer and were able to spend more time together? Maybe it is the distance that provides us this luxury. I don’t know. It sure would be nice to find out. But, for now, I’ll settle for 14 of my favorite days of the year, and if it is the distance that makes those 14 days that much better, I’ll take it.

Until next time,

Captured Memories

While sifting through old VHS tapes to make an anniversary video for my parents, I stumbled upon this priceless video...

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Blog Buffet

My nearly 2-month-long sabbatical is over. For now. I’ve had a lot going on over the past 50 some odd days, and just couldn’t find the time, and/ or motivation needed to sit down and write. As I sit down to think about what to write about, my mind is flooded with options, so why not talk about them all… the blog buffet.

1. I spent the last two months, along with Dan and my sister, planning a surprise 30^th anniversary party for my parents. We contacted just about everybody that my parents knew and invited them over to my house for an ‘open house’ style gathering. It could not have ended up a bigger success. Over 100 people came, the weather was great, the keg was gone 3 hours into the party, there is a ton of leftover chex mix, and most importantly, people have been stroking my ego with “that was one of the best parties I’ve ever been to” comments since. Ego aside, it really was great. To have that many people go out of their way on Memorial Day weekend to honor Mom and Dad says a lot about the relationships they have formed. It was a very cool experience. Below is a picture from the party… Mom and Dad in the middle, most of their wedding party, and my cousin Andy, the ring bearer.

2. When we bought our house 2 years ago, the inside of the house needed little to no work. The outside didn’t necessarily need the work, but it certainly was an area where we thought a few changes or additions would really upgrade our purchase. Anyway, the aforementioned party forced us to begin (and finish) our project. Danielle and her mom finished a 275 sq ft, flagstone patio on their spring break, we mulched, transplanted some grass, and made some aesthetic upgrades to the mulched area and it turned out even better than we thought. I’ll post some different pictures of the patio later, but in the picture above, you can see the beautiful flagstone, and then right behind mom and dad is a built in firepit (my favorite).

3. I’ve also added to my arsenal of reasons why we haven’t been to the moon. You’re telling me we went to the moon 41 years ago, and we can’t stop a pipe from leaking millions of gallons of oil into the ocean, killing uncountable amounts of wildlife etc etc etc… I don’t want to hear that it is a mile below the surface of whatever it is, I certainly don’t have the answer, but nearly 50 days after the pipe burst, we don’t have a solution… truly a disaster.

4. Free agent summit 2010. Who isn’t talking about this right now? It is what I love and hate about professional sports. I love the strategy/ planning involved in running a franchise. It is way more difficult than any of us even know, and really the only way I know it is more difficult is because if it weren’t then my run of 5 consecutive trips to the Super Bowl (4 championships) in Madden 09 would land me a front office position somewhere. What do you mean my acquisition of Anquan Boldin on the Bengals that only cost me expensive player X and a 4^th round pick isn’t realistic?? Anyway, I literally have no idea about Lebron. Which is funny because I find myself telling other people “no way that happens, you’re dumb” and then I think about it, and I don’t even have an educated guess, all I have is a guess. My guess: he stays, but only on a 3 year contract, and most of the other guys do the same. My only reasoning: whenever there is huge buildup like this, most of the time the end result is about as exciting as a 9-year-old-girls soccer game.

5. Where did that come from? More on filming/ watching old tapes in a future post, but while sifting through hours and hours and hours of our old VHS and Hi8 tapes to make Mom and Dad an anniversary video tribute, I came across one of Betsy’s soccer games circa 1997ish. I was filming at the time, probably just thrilled to be running the camera, and I was giving commentary. Two things: 1. Color commentary is tough. Granted I was in 7^th grade, my voice was annoying, and I was commenting on girls soccer, but there wasn’t even a 20 second stretch that I said anything approaching poor commentary, it was all VERY poor. 2. Nothing excites me less than thinking of sitting amongst other parents at your kids games. Especially ones that don’t know a damn thing about the sport and basically insist on yelling the entire time. Terrible.

6. Speaking of soccer. Call me a bandwagon fan, that’s fine, but I love the World Cup. I don’t watch, follow, support, or even enjoy soccer for the 3 years and 10 months in between, but I have always enjoyed the World Cup. I’ve been doing my homework this time around too. I’ve read some articles, listened to some podcasts, and followed the news and I feel prepared to get fully into this starting next week.

7. Who remembers field day (some called it “fun day”) from your elementary years? I had one at both of my schools this past month and they couldn’t have gone better. They are a lot more fun to participate in than plan/ set-up.

8. I voted for the first time in my life on May 4. My whole experience deserves its own post, but lets just say I was thoroughly unimpressed with the voting process. I was even more unimpressed with the results that the Gahanna Schools levy failed. Unfortunately, looking back, I’m not surprised. I’ve looked at it from different viewpoints- community member, graduate, businessman, spouse of a teacher and so on. If I was unable to get information from my wife, and if I didn’t read the Gahanna News (which unfortunately I don’t think many people do) I too probably would have voted ‘no.’ In these economic times, we are going to need to put a little more effort, or at least smarter effort, into asking for more money and getting votes. I’ll happily talk about this for hours on end in person, too much to write.

9. Another first, I attended a baby shower. I’m very excited for Brent and Lindsey to welcome their new daughter, McKinley (spelling Brent?) into the world. I have a couple friends with a child, but this will be the first close friend to take that step in his or her life. Hopefully the child will bring a little more excitement than the baby shower. Note to self: the guys should go golfing while the gals celebrate with wine, cake, and gifts.

10. Sleep update. Yet another menu item that deserves its own post, but lets just say I have a newfound respect for medicine. I feel awake and alert 98% of the time now, and my quality of life has gone through the roof.

I’m certain I have more, but for now, enjoy your plate, don’t forget your silverware , and come back for seconds whenever you’d like.

Until next time,

The Sleep Doctor

For as long as I can remember I’ve had the secret talent of being a great napper. In high school, I used to come home from school during my early release period, catch a quick nap, and then return to school completely refreshed for practice. In college, I think I napped nearly every day. Those college naps even prompted a roommate of mine to post “Heidelberg College Nap Rankings” as his AOL status, and I was, of course, ranked the #1 napper, just ahead of him. Even my days teaching at Delaware have included what I called “curriculum naps” during my prep period.

The funny thing about most, if not all, of those naps is that whenever I have wanted to nap, I have been able to, with very little struggle to sleep. People have told me how “lucky” I am to be able to nap, and have mentioned how they “would pay to be able to do that.” I will admit, the naps are great, but I must make a confession, I have been cheating this whole time. Let me explain…

A few months ago I made the decision that I was fed up with being tired all of the time. I go to bed about 9:00-9:30 every night, and get up between 5:30 and 6:00, there was no reason I should be tired all day. So, I went to visit the doctor. I told him my situation of being excessively tired despite my good nighttime sleep. He asked me a few questions, took some blood, and then recommended me for a “sleep study.” The next day he called me and told me my blood was fine so he wanted me to go through with the sleep study, and when the results were back, he would do further tests if needed.

I visited the sleep doctor about a week later, and I told him my story. He asked questions about my daily routine, my napping habits, my eating habits, and much more and ended at the conclusion that he thought I had Narcolepsy. He then said that they wanted to do an overnight sleep test on me to be sure, and that they would gather some more information before a final diagnosis.

My initial thoughts: Yeah so, listen buddy, I see your degree in sleep medicine there on the wall, and I see your fancy white doctor’s coat and all, but I’m not sure if you heard me correctly or not but I said that I was tired all of the time, NOT falling asleep mid-sentence and stuff like that. So, it’s a good thing for you that you are recommending this further study because you could not be further off with this diagnosis. Just wait until these results are back, what a joke. What a waste of time.

Fast forward to a few weeks later when I have my sleep test. I arrived about 9:30 at night. The nurse took me to my room, hooked me up to a bunch of sensors (picture message I sent to my wife and a few others from the clinic), gave me the remote to the TV, and then said “Ok, go ahead and go to sleep, we’ll be getting you up about 5:30.” Sure enough, she flipped the lights on at 5:30 and then told me she would bring me breakfast soon, and left me with only one direction “do not fall asleep.” It was MUCH more difficult than it sounds. I sat in a lazy boy, watched TV, messed around on the computer, ate breakfast, and then she came back in at 7:30 and uttered one of the top 5 sentences ever spoken to me...

“Ok Mr. Morrison do you think you could take a nap right now?”

I cannot remember if I even replied. I felt like a 5 year old kid that was just asked if they wanted to go to Disney. I climbed back into the bed and she hooked the sensors back up to the machine, turned out the lights and left the room. The lights flipped back on in 20 minutes, and she gave me the direction again “do not go back to sleep, I’ll be back in about an hour and a half for your next nap.” I was upset with the length of the nap, but realized it was a study, and went back to the lazy boy. This pattern continued for 5 total naps, and then they released me to go home. I’m not sure I could dream up a better day… Bob Evans breakfast and lunch, lazy boy, computer, TV, and 5 naps.

Fast forward again to March 30 for my results appointment with the doctor. (Before I get to the results, let me just say that I was terrified that I was going to go into this appointment and the doctor was going to just say, “well, Mr. Morrison, we have reviewed your results, and there isn’t anything wrong with you. We aren’t sure what is making you tired, but you’re just fine, and what you’re feeling is just the normal life of a working man.”) I was informed by the nurse that I was meeting with the “results specialist,” not the doctor I had last time. Good thing- he didn’t know what he was talking about! I was on the edge of my seat awaiting the results, like one of the houseguests on Big Brother about to be evicted, when Julie Chen comes on the screen to announce who stays and who goes. The doctor walked in, sat down, and opened the manila folder carrying my results.

Doctor: Scott, in your overnight sleep test we learned that the 8 hours of sleep you get is good quality sleep. Your levels are all normal, and there are really no red flags to report. You get plenty of oxygen, your sleep sequence is….

(I think I tuned her out for about the next 15 seconds because I got to thinking that for the rest of my life I’m going to have to go to bed at 9, get 8 quality hours of sleep, feel excessively tired all day long, and have to fight the urge to sleep constantly. I was disgusted.)

Doctor: But, your daytime sleep results are ALARMING!

(In my mind I did fist pump with more passion than any fist pump you’ve ever seen. It was euphoric.)

She continued: Scott we had you take 5 naps, each nap between 20 and 30 minutes. You fell asleep in each nap- that is definitely NOT NORMAL. (Please continue, this “alarming” and “not normal” stuff is great) For a normal person taking just one nap, it would take them, on average, upwards of 10 minutes to fall asleep. You fell asleep in an average of 3 minutes throughout the 5 naps; this is ALARMING. You also entered REM sleep, which is deep sleep in which you dream, during your 4^th nap. This is also ALARMING, because it takes a normal person 90 or more minutes to enter deep sleep. So, looking at all of this information, it shows the characteristics of a person with Narcolepsy.

She could have told me that I had (insert whatever you want here) and I would have been ok, I was just so happy that it wasn’t just me imagining being tired for the past 10 years that I was totally fine with the Narcolepsy diagnosis. She then taught me about Narcolepsy…

Doc: Many people think that Narcolepsy is just when people fall asleep while in the action of doing something. That is Narcolepsy, but only a small percentage of narcoleptics are that severe. In the brain, there is a center called the Hypothalamus that is responsible for producing a chemical that promotes “wakefulness.” In people with Narcolepsy, this chemical is not produced correctly, therefore causing excessive sleepiness at all times. Narcoleptics are able to fall asleep very quickly, at almost any time, and are able to enter REM sleep quickly and relatively easy. You show all of these characteristics.

All I could think about was how much of a bozo I thought that first doctor was, and how uneducated I now feel for thinking that. But anyway, the visit ended with her prescribing me a drug that will help the hypothalamus produce the wakefulness chemical. She said that taking this pill should make me feel as good as new from here on out.

Now that I have put all of you non-narcoleptics to sleep with 1400 words of my life, I’ll sign off, and update you on my progress at a later date. Take care.

Until next time,

Pride of the Lions

Born and raised in Gahanna, my dreams as a little kid didn’t go much further than sporting the blue and gold uniforms of the Gahanna Lincoln Golden Lions. With my parents both teaching and coaching at the high school, I built those dreams while taking in football and basketball games at a very young age. From basketball camps, to being the ball-boy for both varsity teams, the desire to play for those teams only grew the closer I got to high school. Hours upon hours were spent on my driveway shooting the basketball while imagining myself hitting game-winner after game-winner as the imaginary Lions moved along in the tournament.

Flash forward to last night. As I sat in section 15 of the Fairgrounds Coliseum, watching the Gahanna boys defeat the number one team in the country in the regional final game, I found myself on the edge of my seat, pumping my fist, and standing to cheer with every big play. It was a very weird feeling. One could say that I didn’t have a whole lot invested in this team. I didn’t go to school with, or work out with any of the players, I didn’t play for, or coach with any of the coaches, and I have been away from the school since graduation in 2002. However, I felt totally invested in the team, as did the other 3500+ Gahanna fans that turned the Coliseum into a virtual home game for the Lions.

Here I am 8 years removed from high school and I can still feel a sense of pride in the program that I put so many hours of my time into. When you work hard for something that you care so much about, the feeling of investment into that product is very rewarding.

I feel sorry for people who have a bad feeling towards their high school days and/or a certain period of their life. Blaming a coach or teacher or whomever else for not giving you the chance, or for screwing you over, seems like a cop-out for “I didn’t invest myself enough” into what I wanted to be a part of. I hope you are able to find something in your life that you do work hard towards, so you can be proud of whatever it is that you may accomplish.

High school sports certainly aren’t everything. But, having that link to my past is something I am very proud of and the experiences I have gained and can still gain from it, are invaluable. Congratulations to the Gahanna boys team, and Go Lions!

Until next time,

Elementary Experiences II

One of my favorite things to do at the elementary school is to walk around and look at the work that the kids have completed that is hanging on the wall outside each classroom. As I was making my way around the halls last week, I noticed that the first grade classes learned about the Martin Luther King Jr. holiday by writing their own “I have a dream” statements.

I could tell that the teachers must have prefaced this assignment by steering the kids towards writing about certain things because the majority of the responses had something to do with ending war, eliminating littering, and banishing smoking in America. But, it was the other few projects that caught my eye and actually made me laugh out loud while standing there by myself…

“I have a dream that everyone gets to choose their drink at lunch”

“I wish that everyone would have free yard sales”

HA!

Until next time,

Pants on the Ground

I'm not an American Idol watcher, but when I woke up this morning, almost everyone's facebook status had something to do with Pants on the Ground. I think it is a little ridiculous that they even let these people in front of the judges, but if you don't laugh at this, you live a miserable life....

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