Thursday, March 30, 2006

Innocent Man 


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Billy Joel

Knock on wood.

Please. Right now.

Good, thanks.

The reason I need the luck is that I'm supposed to take Mrs. Horns to see Billy Joel tonight in South Philadelphia and have every intention of doing so. The problem lies with the last time I bought tix for Mrs. Horns and me to see a concert. I got us tickets for Jimmy Buffett last summer as a Mother's Day present but was unable to go because the wee one was ill. M'Lady is quite the Parrot Head so there was no way she was staying home, despite her well intentioned protests. I had never seen JB before and felt that I wouldn't know what I was missing, so the Oldest Horns lad got to see his first Buffett show and I got to stay home to receive text & picture messages from the show.

That is NOT happening tonight...

(Knock one more time to be safe.)

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Tuesday, March 28, 2006

12 Days Smoke Free


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Saturday, March 25, 2006

Billy Bragg 

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Jill Sobule 

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Friday, March 24, 2006

Woohoo Friday. But...

Got out of bed today looking forward to a productive day at work and a productive weekend. I have eight smoke-free days under my belt and am feeling great.

Great until I get home from work that is when I noticed something. Apparently my boxer shorts are fraying on the waist band and I was showing a 14 inch skinny elastic tail all day.


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Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Say: fuzzy pickels 

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Nice Lid, Sid 

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Monday, March 20, 2006

A List in Honor of My Five Smoke Free Days

Yes, the list has nothing to do with nicotine addiction.Still funny.

Reasons I Stand by My Decision to Pick Seton Hall to Make the Final Four of the NCAA Men's Basketball Tournament Despite Their 20-Point Loss to Wichita State in the First Round

I must stay the course.

I made decisions based on poor intelligence.

I had to pick the Seton Hall team I had, not the Seton Hall team I wanted.

My bracket is a better place because I picked Seton Hall.

My exit strategy: GWU over Duke by 6.

UConn is an enemy of freedom.

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Friday, March 17, 2006

HUGE Blog Potential

What started as a little family St. Patty's soiree at Chateau Horns this evening has turned into something quite different. To wit:

Mrs Horns & myself + our three kids
Mrs Horns's Mom and Step Dad
Mrs Horns's Grandmother & Grandfather
Mrs Horns's Brother & Wife + their three kids
My friend Tim from Australia Landmark + his three kids

So... For those scoring at home that's nine adults and nine kids (aged 4 months to 13 years with eight lads and one lass.) Why do I have the feeling we'll be outnumbered? Oh, and all nine kids are spending the night.

I'll try to have the camera phone working to document the carnage.

Finally, I'm back on the wagon. Second day smoke free even after having three Guinness pub cans today at the noon concert with Ben Harper. (Easy there... It was 5pm in Dublin.) I had a chance to sneak a Marby Light today but threw it in the toilet before second guessing myself. We'll see how it goes. I anticipate more than three pub cans tonight.

Happy St. Patrick's Day! Please play smart tonight and be careful out there.

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Ben Harper 

Free at noon

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Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Guest in the Office Today

Because our agency buys advertising time on radio & TV all around the country we sometimes have media personalities come in to promote their recent endeavors. Today was one of those days. I just had my picture taken with an American Legend. A picture with me and said personality soon...

UPDATE: Here it is...

Henry Winkler is an American icon. Take a look here at all of his entertainment accomplishments. I hadn't really given him a second thought besides his role as Arthur Fonzarelli on Happy Days until I heard a Fresh Air interview with him in November. Give a listen if you can, he's an amazing and diverse guy with quite a story to tell.

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Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Presidents By Height

Shortest President ever? James Madison 5'4"

Tallest? Abraham Lincoln 6'4"

Find the height and body mass index of your favorite President here.

(Found after insisting to Mrs. Horns that GWB was only 5' 8". I was wrong. First time for everything. So that makes Mrs. Horns....right.....*gack*.....)

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Time to Kill?

Feel free to print out one of One Billion Mazes. No joke.

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Thursday, March 09, 2006

Hubble Images

This site has a fantastic montage of Hubble Space Telescope images that are breathtaking.

Be sure to have the speakers on. You won't be disappointed.

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Tuesday, March 07, 2006

SD: Where Your Uterus Belongs to Us

From EKO at Kos.

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Monday, March 06, 2006

Toy Story 2

Sometimes Wee Horns and I got to the Pixar web site and watch the trailers of all their movies. We watched several this weekend and I was struck by a line by Mrs. Potato Head as she packed up her husband before they went to rescue Woody...

"I'm going to pack your angry eyes in case you need them."

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Saturday, March 04, 2006

Flying Solo

Mrs. Horns is in Texas this weekend to take care of some family business, to see her pregnant sister and go to the North Texas Irish Festival. Last time she went she came home with kilts and Celtic Football club jerseys for me & the youngest Lad. The latter has goten more use.

With her out of town, I'm home with the wee and oldest Horns and a relatively short "honey do" list. So what follows is our Saturday in chilly North Wilmington.

6:45am -
Wee Horns: "Daddy turn on TV! TV!"
Uncle Horns: "Stillsleepytime. Have some juice."
Uncle Horns: Makes coffee. Sits in front of TV.

Switch laundry

Uncle Horns: *harmless flatulence*
WH: "Daddy, where'd that come from?"
Uncle Horns: "My bottom."
WH: "Nasty."

Go to McD's for BEC bagel meal with extra hash brown. WH eats and is quiet for the first time since 6:45am.

Uncle Horns tries to remember when the wee one wasn't so chatty. Answer is elusive.

Sit and watch Chelsea play WBA. Jose Mourinho needs an ass kicking. WH is uninterested and wants to alphabetize all of the DVDs. He only manages to spread them around the floor.

Switch laundry

Me and WH go to the barber shop to get his first professional haircut and the second of his life. The first came about a year ago when Mrs. Horns did her thing with the clippers. She did a great job. The barber shop is packed and the barber is talking to a waiting customer about some hotel/casino in Vegas. The customer offers that Elvis sometimes visits. The barber hears that the Botox has really helped him. Then the dead rock stars come out....Jim Morrison...Bob Marley...Buddy Holly...Jimi Hendrix.....Mama Cass. Everyone is chiming in. I share that Janice Joplin's collagen treatments backfired.... WH is waiting pariently, sitting in the chair listening. Finally our turn at the chair comes and predictably, he starts screaming. The barber is a pro and distracts him while he takes turns pretending to cut my hair and cutting his. He keeps moving his head and I worry that an ER trip is imminent but he settles down for about three minutes. This gives the pro enough time for a good start. He lets us up gives him a lollipop and says to come back in a week, this will get him used to the idea. No charge for the visit. Sweet.

Switch laundry

Fold laundry

Play with legos. Apparently something is wrong with me. Every time I try to build something WH says, "No!" and tears down my creation which is little more than five stacked bricks. Destroying what I create seems to bring him joy. I'm hopeful this is not a trend.

Switch laundry. WH always comes down to the basement to "help" with the laundry. He usually just rolls around on the floor while I pile dirty clothes on top of him. We both get joy from this.

Sanwiches & Spaghetti-Os for lunch. WH asks for-no exaggeration-the 30th time, "Where's Mama?" I answer, "She's in Texas and will be home soon." He always repeats, "Tekas."

Fold laundry. I think our clothes are mating and having more clothes. Where does it all come from?

Oldest Horns wakes up and says Good morning. I mutter under my breath.

WH and I take a short nap. It's easy to tell when he's sleepy, he always pulls on his ear. Very cute.

Switch & fold more laundry. Rinse repeat. Literally.

Grandma Horns AKA Nona is coming to dinner tonight with Aunt L. They call to say they're on the way over. The first floor is relatively unscathed from the clutter & detritus that plagues the second floor. The cleaning is relatively easy. (I cleaned the first floor bathroom earlier. To Horns kids reading this: PUT. UP. SEAT. Thank you.)

They bring a roast beef, big bottle of wine, spuds & green beans. We chat, laugh and watch WH play coy. For apps we enjoy cheese/crackers & shrimp cocktail. I eat 18 shrimp. Good.

Switch laundry.

We make dinner together and everything is progressing nicely until I try to make the Horseradish sauce for the beef. It must be mixed in equal parts with mayonaise. Miracle Whip does not work. In the words of WH, "Nasty." The gravy is awesome so I don't miss the horseradish.

Dinner is wonderful. The meat is succulent and the spuds & gravy are divine. The lads eat their fill and we proceed to dessert of Eclairs. Also very good. The company is great. Nona and I are very similar, which is to say, at times, immature. And we like it. Of course I've never thrown mashed potatoes at anyone during Thanksgiving dinner.

Dishes are done as is the coffee. Several pix are taken and we say good-bye. WH is shy to the last but they don't take it personally. Two year olds are fickle. He'll come around when he realizes that there is serious spoiling in his future.

Switch laundry

WH, Eldest Horns and I are in bed watching Animal Planet together. The youngest has some ear tugging going on, so he'll be out soon...

Everyone's out and I'm going to switch the laundry. Bon soir!

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