Saturday, Becca and I slept most of the day, which was great because both of us needed the rest. Upon waking, we decided to be spontaneous and go to Mount Sterling for dinner and a movie. We had a lovely dinner at Melini Cuisina and headed to Tenth Frame Cinema to catch The Hitcher.

After getting our tickets and purchasing my customary vanilla Dippin Dots, we picked a seat about half way up the  stadium-style rows. I was in hog heaven eating my Dots when all of a sudden, I couldn’t breathe. After a sharp cough, I was able to find the source of my respiratory distress. Two people had sat down in the row in front of us. Upon further inspection, I discovered that it was a male and female mullet. The male, trying to be romantic, had apparently put on a mixture of the holy trinity of redneck colognes: Stetson, Brute, and Old Spice. I myself have worn these but never at the same time. Needless to say, this combination is stout. Gradually, I was able to catch my breath in spite of the fact my nostrils continued to burn. We managed to make it through The Hitcher (which was horrible) and made our way to the lobby. I was a bit light-headed but the fresh air quickly restored me. Wouldn’t you know it though, the scent hit me again like a ton of bricks. I wheeled around and spied the male not more than four feet from me. Leaving Beck to fend for herself in the bathroom, I ran out the door and traded the cologne bomb of one mullet for the Doral smoke from another…At least my nostrils ceased to burn.

Isn’t it funny how easily we are forgotten when other’s come into our significant other’s lives?  I was just thinking about how Trav deserted me today for Jeremy and I am sad.  P.S.  I’m totally BSing!!  Hi to Jeremy and I love you Trav!

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A neat little collection I started in the summer of 2002 is shirts with smart aleck sayings on them. My mom and mother-in-law expanded my collection by three shirts. The following is a list of the awesome sayings (in no particular order):

• Your village called. Their idiot is missing.
• Stupidity is not a crime, so you’re free to go.
• I see your problem. You’re stupid.
• You’re an inspiration to stupid people everywhere.
• If stupidity were a crime, you’d be on America’s Most Wanted.
• I’ll try to be nicer if you try to be smarter.
• I’d put something clever here, but you wouldn’t get it.

Now, I’m honestly not that arrogant, and no, I don’t think everyone is stupid. There are, however, enough idiots in the world so that these shirts provide me with a little subtle relief when there’s more stupidity than I can handle. Stupidity itself is strange in nature. Here are some of my observations about stupidity:

• Stupidity is normally distributed. I’ve been to quite a few places in the United States, and so far, I’ve encountered stupidity everywhere.
• Stupidity has nothing to do with intelligence. This is hard for a lot of people to accept, but I have met many brilliant people who were very stupid. I suppose this duality can exist because stupidity doesn’t always have to affect every aspect of a stupid person’s life. The one type of stupidity that sticks out the most is the one that involves someone not knowing when to refrain from speaking. Knowing when to clam up is the #1 most important social skill, but I’ve found that the lack of this knowledge breeds stupidity.
• To augment the preceding point, some people are Stupid All-Stars. Stupidity can affect some people so bad that they, as a whole, are truly stupid. If you don’t believe me, got to any local festival or state fair and walk around for about an hour. Stupid All-Stars somehow survive even though nothing they do makes sense.
• Stupidity can be funny. Stupidity should not always be hated. Some of the funniest things you will ever witness are a result of stupidity. America’s Funniest Home Videos was successful because it was a full-on parade of people doing stupid things.
• Everyone is stupid sometimes. If you have ever had a moment when you’ve asked yourself, "Why did I just do that?" after doing something that obviously had a much alternative, then you have been stupid. I have exhibited so much stupidity looking for a shorter way of doing something when in fact the old way I had always done it was much better.

I”ll probably expand on this list after I have reflected some more, and I’ll repost it up top if I do. Stay tuned!

The other night, I dreamed that I was sitting in a college psychology class. The setting was much like that of my Intro to Psych class: A small auditorium with stadium style seating. The professor was standing up front wearing a corduroy blazer with patches on the elbows holding a cup of coffee.  He takes a big gulp of coffee, looks at the class, and poses the question, "Did you ever consider that when a Carebear farts, it probably smells like cupcakes?"

I was perplexed…Very perplexed. When I woke up, I was still perplexed, but a bit curious. The only thing I could think was, "What flavor of cupcakes would they smell like." Who needs carpe diem when you dream like that…

One of my favorite places on the Internet is Digital Blasphemy.com. This site is by far the place to get desktop wallpaper. I’ve been a fan for about 4 years and with each update, I am more and more impressed with Ryan Bliss’ work. He is an amazing digital artist.

One of the coolest things to do is go look at the 2001 work and compare it to the current offerings. With every new version of software (Truespace 3D, Lightwave, etc), Ryan manages to push the envelope and get the most out of new features. This goes to show you that a true artist can get the most out of his tools.

Digital Blasphemy has free section, but I would recommend that anyone pay $20 and sign up for a 1 year subscription. The paid wallpapers are well worth it, especially if you spend as much time on the computer as I do.

One of the simple pleasures in life goes all the way back to my youth: Superman Ice Cream. We bought a gallon a little over a month ago at Save-a-Lot and I’ve been slowly chipping away at it. This evening, I decided I needed a bowl but I was having a horrible time trying to scoop it out. Thanks, Becca, for lending a hand. If the world was about to end, as long as I had you to scoop my Superman Ice Cream, everything will be ok. I love you babe.

Today has been awful. Program Assessment is looming around the corner and it’s always very stressful because no matter how hard I try, I can never seem to do the thing well enough to satisfy the people who call the shots.  Because of this Program Assessment stress, I have been less than cheery today. I want to thank my pretty little wife for putting up with me and being supportive as always.

I love you Becca. Always and forever my love you will be.