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A bit belated, but...

...did anyone see the TV show, Moment of Truth, on Monday night?

If you're not familiar, the premise of the show is simply this:  contestants are asked a series of embarrassing questions while strapped to a lie detector machine.   If they answer the questions truthfully, they earn money.   Sounds simple, right?

But, the fact is that they consistently find people who have secrets that should not be told.   Monday night's show was no exception.    In fact, the contestant had so many skeletons in her closet that she could take bone marrow transplants for life and still have a few femurs left for posterity.

Here's a tip if you are thinking about going on a show like this:  don't do it if you have big, horrible, scary secrets!i   What, are you stupid?!   

Do you ever wonder why you don't see me on TV?   Of course you don't, considering you don't even know what I look like.   Let's just say I look a lot like Anderson Cooper meets Tom Cruise with a little bit of Dustin Hoffman thrown in.   Okay, that's not even true, and the mental picture I just drew looks a lot like something out of a Dr. Seuss book.  

Regardless, you don't see me on TV on shows like this or running for political office or anything else high profile like that.   The reason is simply that there is entirely too much videotape out there doing things that I probably wouldn't share with my child.   The skeletons in my closet are roughly about the same size as dinosaur skeletons in the Natural Museum of History.    Thus, I generally keep a low profile.

So, if you are considering being on the Moment of Truth, take my advice and think about your past and think, "Would I really want everyone to that I smoke crack and slept with my husband's mother during one drunken party?"   If this is you, I suggest you reconsider going on a truth or dare TV show and stick to Are You Smarter than a Fifth Grader?"

Just a tip.   It's all part of the friendly service here at Dogpile.

P.S.  No, really, I'm not desperate for blog material!   Honest!

Posted by: Windhazel at 20:57 | link | comments (2) |

Gifted

I could complain about the five inches of snow (preceded, of course, by a nice bout of freezing rain) that we received yesterday, but you probably don't want to hear that.   You probably also do not want to hear me bitch yet again about shoveling snow for a good three hours.   Finally, you would probably loath yet another post about how freaking cold it is outside.

For these reasons and many more, I will spare you all of that.   Consider it a late Valentine's Day gift from me to you.    And you say I never get you anything!

So, what did you get me?

Posted by: Windhazel at 21:05 | link | comments (2) |
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And look at this...

I'm so much in love, I don't know what date it is!   Save my last post and read it tomorrow.

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In tribute

Love is said to be blind, but I know some fellow in love who can see twice as much in their sweethearts as I do.  - Josh Billings

Tonight is Valentine's Day eve (never to be shortened to VD eve -- oh no no).    What an appropriate opportunity to tell you what I have to celebrate in my life.

Of course, one of the best things I have to celebrate is my relationship with M.    This is the woman I've already sworn in my heart to love for the rest of our lives "'till death do us part." 

First, you need to understand that I don't believe that love is strictly a choice of the heart, but also of the head.    I want to know that I love someone for a reason, and I have several reasons to love M.   

So, these are my reasons.   Some are of the head, some are of the heart, but all of them are heartfelt.

1.   I respect and admire her.   She's working very hard on her master's degree and there have been several nights where we had plans, but she had to skip them because she had homework.    I love that she has her priorities in the right order -- do what needs to be done first, then do what she wants to do.   

2.   I'm proud of her.   I think number 1 leads to this point.   Although life doesn't always give her what she wants, she never gives up.   Me, I stumble through life with some work and a lot of dumb luck.   She has to work for everything she gets, but she never gives up.     How can I not love an unconquerable woman?

3.   She's balanced.   I've never met someone who has the wonderful balance of grace and strength, intelligence and playfulness, passion and the tons of patience that it takes to be my partner.    She's perfect (or damn near so).

4.  She won't quit on me.    I know I mentioned her unconquerable spirit before, but that was on achieving her life goals.   M has made me a life goal.   Even when we were apart, she gave me space and almost never forced my hand.   She listens when I need listening, and she is as committed to this relationship as I am.   She won't give up on me; thus, I won't ever give up on her.

5.  We're kindred spirits.   C'mon now -- where can I find someone who is interested in quality as I am?    Where would I ever find someone that likes my friends as much as I do, and would even join Toastmasters because all of our friends are in the club?    I always thought it would be horrible to date someone who likes what I like, but she likes just enough of what I like to be able to talk to her for hours.   

In short, I love M because she's my hero, my partner, and my best friend.  With her behind me, I feel like I could achieve anything.    With her beside me, I feel like every love song on the radio is just for me.    I find myself crying at the stupidest music because I know exactly what it's like to feel so in love with someone.  With her in front of me, I want to tell the world about what a wonderful woman I have chosen, and how lucky I am that she has chosen me in return.

M is my heart and soul.   She's my support group and confidant.   She's my partner and lover.   She's my cheering squad.  

No tribute I could write would ever do her justice.    And that's why I love her.

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Posted by: Windhazel at 21:05 | link | comments (2) |
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Blogging DJ Groovy Slug style

A big shout out to DJ Groovy Slug for finding a way to create a blog without having to do all the work of writing complete sentences.

Reading:  Quality Engineering Handbook and Web Offset Press Operating.   Obviously, I need to get a life, but I have GOALS people and they don't acheive themselves.   By the way, both of these are extremely tedious reads.   Who would have guessed that reliability statistics and setting the nip properly on a web press were so boring (well, outside of everyone)?

Loving:   My Xbox.   It's funny -- my daughter has a Wii, but at the sleepover that her and three of her friends had at my house, they spent the entire time on upstairs playing on my Xbox.   This was immediately following a discussion about how the Wii was far superior to my crappy Xbox.   Girls, actions speak louder than words.   I love you, Xbox, in all of your HighDefishness.

Hating:  WTF!?  IS IT SNOWING YET AGAIN!   ARRRRGHHHH!!!   I hate it!

Wearing:  A lavender Oxford-style shirt, jeans and sneakers.   I've been a bit more casual lately.

Listening to:   Chris Botti from his When I Fall in Love CD -- it's good blogging music.  I recently bought Stone Temple Pilot's Thank You CD, and I've been grooving on that in the car.   I mean, with lyrics like And I feel, and I feel, when the dogs begin to smell her -- will she smell alone?   What does it mean?   Who knows, but it rocks!   You'll catch me screaming along with it on most drives.

Watching:  Cowboy BeBop Complete Collection box set.    I like the cartoons with a gritty edge.   The cool jazz background music doesn't hurt either.

Craving:   You know what sounds good right about now?  Prime rib, a baked potato with all the fixin's, and a nice salad.   Oh yeah, and a glass of Red Diamond Cabrenet Sauvignon.   Some of those Washington wines are pretty tasty, and I think this is my favorite inexpensive Cab.

Looking forward to:  Valentine's Day.   Madame Bunny and I have rather simple plans.   YAY!

Dreading:   Grad school.  Say goodbye to having a life for a while.   And, as of right now, it looks like I'll be in class for 7 hours every Saturday.   Yip-freaking-ee.

Crushing on:   Hmmmm....I don't really have crushes much anymore.   I suppose Sandra Bullock is always a good standin for a crush.   Speaking of Sandra, I cannot figure out why someone who is so attractive and presumably smart would marry a guy like Jesse James.   Apparently, with the 50 million or so guys that would give their right testicle to go out with her, Jesse was the best she should get.   Go figure.

Wishing:  I could go somewhere and play a round of golf.   I keep my wishes simple in the hopes that they have a better chance of coming true.

Contining to hate:   Snow.  It's still snowing.  Fucking snow.

Let's hope that I did this right.   I'd hate to get a smackdown from Arlene for my poor blogging skills.

Posted by: Windhazel at 08:24 | link | comments (3) |
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Two-hour sucker

I am such a sucker for a love story.   I was watching Moulin Rouge tonight, and I found myself a bit teary at times.    This is not exactly unheard of -- pretty much any good love story or story about the unstoppable in the human spirit will find me silenly tearing on my side of the couch.

I used to be worried about this.  I would wonder what inner hurt am I seeing portrayed that I start crying without knowing why.   When I was in therapy, I chalked it up to depression, but I'm not sure that I can buy that now.   In fact, most of the time, I feel incredibly smug at how happy I am with my life.    I blog about it regularly, as I'm sure you know.

No, I think it's the way I watch movies.   I see myself or my relationships (or relationships as I would like them to be) and I get all choked up.   I don't exactly watch movies, as participate in them.   I put myself in the characters place, and I get touched.   I'm not one of these people who lean over constantly throughout the movie asking "What's going on?"   Hell if I know -- I'm watching the same movie as you!    This participation causes the effect of taking me off my mundane couch and allows me to escape into the screenwriter's world.  

The weird thing is when I'm watching a TV show like The Biggest Loser and they have "a moment" and suddenly I'm crying when people are acheiving their goals.   How silly is that?

For today, I'm not going to worry about it.   I'm just going to enjoy the fact that certain movies invoke such wonderful emotions in me, emotions that make me appreciate the love that I have and the ability to connect with my fellow human beings -- even if it's through a screen.

Maybe I'm a sucker, but I'll take a two-hour movie that leaves me weeping any day.    I'm not an all day sucker, just a two hour one. 

Now I'm off to watch Romeo + Juliet.   It's a weeper for sure.

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I feel so dirty...

I was just talking to Citibank about a credit card I recently opened up.   The funny thing is that, as the call was wrapping up, the lady said, "Welcome to Citibank.   We look forward to servicing you."

Servicing?   I've heard of "serving you" and you do "service" an account, but I've never been serviced by my bank.   Usually, when I think of servicing someone, it involves being naked, a little wine, and some Barry White.  

This isn't to say I haven't been screwed by my bank before.  Perhaps that's what the lady meant, "Welcome to Citibank  -- now bend over while I figure out jam 29% interest charges up your wazoo!"

I suppose only time will tell how Citibank will service me.   Let's hope they use KY this time.

Posted by: Windhazel at 09:31 | link | comments (1) |
pointless

Poodle Feeder

Over the past two days, we've received about 10 inches of snow.  I won't  bore you with my bitching about having to clean the driveway, oh...say...6 TIMES within a 24 hour period.   No, I like you too much for that.  Stupid snow.

But, I will share you with my bird feeder.   With the snow on it, it looks more like a poodle feeder.   Welcome to wayyyyyy too much snow!

Posted by: Windhazel at 21:43 | link | comments (4) |

Half and half

I'm feeling a little half and half this week.   And, it all is tied to graduate school.

First, the unhappy half.  My first week of graduate school starts on March 15, so I'm enjoying the last few days of unrestricted Xbox time.   With two classes at a time and a full-time job, I don't think that I'll be able to spend as much general screwing off time as I have since my last undergrad class ended in November.   Booooooo!!!

Also, I had hoped to run some 5K's this year.    In fact, I've actually been training a little for it it.   But, it appears that 5Ks are not in my future since most races are on Saturday -- the same day as class.   Therefore, I don't think I'll be running many races (though I'll continue to work out and train for them -- just in case.)

Another unhappy thing, and likely the most important, is that, honestly, I'm feeling a bit nervous about graduate school.   Although I was a star student as a Business undergrad, I'm a tiny bit afraid that I won't be able to kick butt and take names at the graduate level.   And, for someone like me that is so wrapped up in achievement, a B would just about kill me.   I'm sure I'll be fine, but there are no guarantees.   Eek!   I don't like not knowing that I will succeed in the end.

On the other hand, I have to admit I'm excited to start.   Even though I might fail, I have a whole new opportunity to succeed!    How cool would it be to be at the top of my class at the graudate level?

So, here I sit -- a half terrified and disappointed and half excited.   But, in mid-March, the game of "Windhazel's search for his MBA begins."   

Let's hope that I'm up to the challenge.

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