iPod

If I had to pick one "unnecessary"material possession above anything else, I would easily pick my iPod (video).

I love music. And, as a kid, I would dream about a way to have all of my music with me at all times. On a daily basis, I get a tune stuck in my head. And, years ago, I would never get the chance to quench that thirst.

But now, Apple has made the impossible...very possible.

My entire life's worth of music...in the palm of my hand. 4,200 songs....each one bringing me back to moment in my life that I will never forget. 15 Gig is made up of the soundtrack of my life.

How amazing. I get about 6 hours of music listened to each day at work. And, I have listened to every one of those tracks multiple times.

And, if that was not enough....NOW I can watch my DVD's on there as well.

It just became that much better, and I never thought that possible.

So, If I had one useless thing to bring with me to an island? My 80 gig iPOD....with an unlimited battery life, of course.

Thank you Apple. You make my nuts sing.

Cowboy Bebop

Well, I figured I should post about something to get me in a habit of doing it. And, I'd rather do something fun. Patrizzia really has our fun family stuff covered, so I'll talk about completely useless crap.

Which brings me to: Cowboy Bebop.

I first saw this Anime on Adult Swim back in 2001, and I was instantly hooked. Now, I am NOT a huge Japanese Anime fan. But, I think that this short series (just one season of 26 episodes and 1 movie) has the ability to be the Anime that can hook anybody who likes good writing and great direction. So, in the spring of 2002, I picked up the complete collection on DVD. And, I watched it rather quickly...and it sat on the shelf for 6 years...

until I found a free tool that can convert any of your DVD's into iPOD videos. So, a few weeks ago, I put the whole series on my iPOD (my favorite gadget ever). And, my 2 1/2 hours on the train every day flew by as I re-experienced the show that I loved.

It's hard to explain, but it's just worth checking out. There are some over the top goofy parts, but those are far and few in-between. Overall, the story-line is fantastic and will keep you coming back for more until the very end...making you wish it never ended.

Check out the first 5 minutes (after the opening credits) for this episode and tell me if that isn't one of the coolest sequences you've ever seen.

Session 20

Happy Birthday Dad

Today does not feel right, and I wish you were here. But, I'm glad your suffering is over.

I will miss you dearly.

-Love, John

Not a fun post...

Next Monday is coming closer and adding a feeling of impending doom. It'll mark one year since I had my "bad feeling." Which, is also, the worst feeling I've ever had. I knew that day would be the last Birthday for my father. That was only weeks before we even learned about his cancer. So, the downward spiral continued faster than any of us had thought...ending on April 19th.

I feel like I should be "over" it, but that's not as easy a task as I had hoped. 

And Monday is gonna be tough.

No. It'll suck.

Just plain suck.

Shit.

What Exactly is a Flinky, you ask?

What Exactly is a Flinky, you ask?

Flinky (Fleen-key) n. - A playful word to call a fart.

My father used to say, "Did you blow a flinky?" when we were kids, and it stuck with me. Since losing my father to cancer on April 19th of this year (I'll miss him dearly), I wanted to continue his tradition of that word with my 2 year old daughter. Flinky just sounds funnier that fart. Maybe more "harmless," I suppose. No matter how you look at it, farts and/or Flinkies are fucking funny.

And the Whisperer part? Well, that just rolled off my tongue. Just sounds funny as well. No, I don't speak softly to assholes...with a "come-hither" ring to my voice...beckoning a perky biscuit to make the amazing trek from the depths of stink into this open world. Neither to I speak to lost farts traveling along the way...helping them find their way to cross into the light (like Melinda "giant titties" Gordon).

No. I'm just the Flinky Whisperer. I'll giggle at a ass-juice-bubble, but I won't whisper sweet nothings to them.

Well, with that out of the way...I am no longer a Blogger Virgin. And, I'd have to say that I don't feel any different, and my anus does NOT hurt and/or feel violated. So, good for me.

I have no idea what I will write in the coming months before I tire of doing this, but I'll give it a shot nonetheless. Just be prepared for profanity, sick jokes and other...crap, for lack of a better word.

Time to blow a Flinky.

Yup. Just did. Smells like.....Victory.