We are off! (Almost)

Great idea!! I think me and the wife will follow Doug and his wife. Rawk, we'll see you in a week.

That really is a F.....g Bear!!

This post was inspired by my blogging friend Yael. She was reminiscing about things she had done in her life and I decided to share this amusing story. During my teenage years I was heavily involved in wrestling. At one point I was actually pretty good. Mind you in this instance it was obvious that my Testosterone far outweighed my talent. Passing through town one weekend was a small "Wrestling troupe", kind of like a tiny version of WWE. Also included with the so called "real" wrestlers, they had a "wrestling bear" and if anyone out there was brave(stupid) enough they could come up and challenge it. Well this is where I decided that I could take on the bear. I was 15 and chalk full of Bravado and minus a few brain cells. Reminds me of the joke, "Instant Idiot, just add testosterone." So before my rational brain could kick in, I jumped into the ring. There was a hardy round of applause. I guess everyone but me knew what was about to happen. The trainer in the ring informed me about no punching or kicking. Of course I knew that, I was an Olympic wrestler, just the suggestion was offensive. He then proceeded to tell me what the bear could(would) do to me. I was undaunted, afterall I was undefeated up to that point of the year. Well, here I was standing 15 feet away from a real live bear, though it was muzzled and declawed it was quite an imposing figure. My first thought was, "Oh my G-d, thats a fu..... Bear. So here I wade into battle, the bear reaches out with its paw to grab me and Wham it strikes me in the nose. Just as quickly as I realize Im bleeding the freaking thing now has me by the neck and is pulling me quickly to the ground. In my delusional mind I believe I can stop it but I fail to consider that it outweighs me by 300 pounds and quickly I am face down and pinned. The trainer comes over and then gets the beast off of me. Ah the joy of youth. Makes for some lasting impressions to say the least.

We're in Traffic

So I have been having many discussions with my 12yr old daughter lately and I marvel at how much she has grown. I did get a little wistful of those younger years that seem to pass us by so quickly. I thought I would share this humorous story.

My daughter and I were in the car a while back having a discussion on G-d and the idea of heaven. I remarked that I believe we can create both a heaven and hell on earth and that its not some far away place. I remarked that I thought we were in heaven today. We slowly started coming to a stop because of the backup of traffic. It was at that moment that my daughter said, "No daddy, were not in heaven, we're in Traffic!!" Have a nice day.