A good man who I never met was senselessly taken this morning from a community in Iowa who still desperately needed him. Here's to the memory of this good man.
I was just looking for a video to post on my blog. Dad's a little torn up about it. I told him this afternoon. They had classes at Drake together and of course Coach Thomas would come down to Sigourney to see Howard's single wing offense. HS football lost one hell of a coach today and the midwest lost one hell of a role model.
I was woken up early by my dad, who came in slowly, quietly to my bedroom after trying to process the news he and my mother had received 45 minutes previously. The unthinkable. It was a bright, shiny Sunday morning, the sun just now coming through the curtain of my east window. I had been at a friend's house the night before playing music in our high school garage band. Had it not been for the band, and the fact that I was scheduled to work at the grocery store that Sunday morning, who's to say I wouldn't have been out at that party with them Saturday night? Dad sat down on the edge of my bed, placed his hand on my shoulder, shaking it gently. "Buddy... Buddy wake up." I rolled over quickly. Dad never woke me up in the mornings. "I've got some really bad news to tell you..." His eyes visibly red, his voice weak and shaky. "...You lost two friends last night." "Who?" Twenty years is an eternity, and also a blink of an eye. A comm
This has been a prevailing thought of mine for a while now, and I'm positive I'm not alone here. I'm going to try to keep my composure & not go into some long-winded tirade talking about the outrageousness that has become new baby names in the past decade. One of the reasons that I will try not to is that I have many friends who have small children, and there may or may not be a few with names that are so ridiculous that I need not bother getting pissed about them.....their children's own fate has been sealed with their own outlandish name. But one needn't go any further than their hometown newspaper's weekly supplement showing new births for that given week in their City, and simply marvel at the idiacy that are newborn names. Go ahead, pick your favorites, they're all there....I'll spare the innocent and spare you mine. Now I'm not a parent yet, so if you feel as if I'm speaking out of turn on this, I'm only looking out for the innocent
Wow.... Where to begin. I suppose that Pearl Jam's Summer U.S. Tour announcement has to go to the top of the stack. It's been since 2003 since they've come to Kansas City. Honestly, I had kind of given up on the thought of them playing there again, for some reason. Calling this a Must-See Show should go without saying. But then, perusing a couple of sites this evening, I stumbled across this one, and I've gotta tell ya.....it moved. Seeing these two bands on the same bill, bands that have had such an influence on me, musically, it seems almost too good to be true. I've never had the opportunity to see either band, but it MUST happen this summer. Chicago, perhaps? August rolls around with a show that only I will appreciate, the American Carnage Tour, featuring Megadeth, Slayer, and Testament. They've got an August show in Kansas City. If Dave can stay off the needle long enough, this actually might happen. Certainly this show isn't everyone's cup o' t
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