Every so often we receive mail with our last name spelled in different ways. These were actually addressed to us:
DeWysokie (the most common)
DeWyporkie
DeWysockme
Delvysockle
DeWysorkie
DeWysocky
Today we received DeWysockuie! Makes getting the mail interesting.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
The Pail List
The movie "The Bucket List" has motiviated people to create a list of things that would like to do before they "kick the bucket". My list is called "The Pail List". Since we do not know when when we are going to leave this earth, "The Pail List" seems more manageable than "The Bucket List".
Since turning nifty-won last week and reflecting on what the next year could possibly bring, I've decided to achieve five things this year.
1. Go to a college football game. I've always wondered about the cultural aspect of college football in the south. (Going to the TCU vs. Colorado State game today (October 17).
2. Visit the new Cowboys Stadium or better know as "Jerry World".
3. Participate in something out of my comfort zone at church. This would be the toughest one to achieve.
4. Road trip with Karen.
5. Keeping up with this blog. So far, so good.
Since turning nifty-won last week and reflecting on what the next year could possibly bring, I've decided to achieve five things this year.
1. Go to a college football game. I've always wondered about the cultural aspect of college football in the south. (Going to the TCU vs. Colorado State game today (October 17).
2. Visit the new Cowboys Stadium or better know as "Jerry World".
3. Participate in something out of my comfort zone at church. This would be the toughest one to achieve.
4. Road trip with Karen.
5. Keeping up with this blog. So far, so good.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Psalms 145:3
This was on the small calendar I have on my desk:
Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised. Psalms 145:3
I rest my case.
Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised. Psalms 145:3
I rest my case.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Cars
I think everyone has a love/hate relationship with their cars. I love our car (2002 Ford Taurus) primarily because it is paid off and we own it.
I hate it when it breaks down.
The repairs should not cost more than your mortgage payment. Oh, well.
I hate it when it breaks down.
The repairs should not cost more than your mortgage payment. Oh, well.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Article by Leonard Maltin
As a fan of film, I found this interesting essay by Leonard Maltin' on his website (http://www.leonardmaltin.com/) about Adam Sandler's latest movie Bedtime Stories. It about sums it up for me!
LUMP OF COAL DEPARTMENT
When I launched this site I decided not to waste time writing about movies I didn’t like, but every now and then I can’t help myself. There’s a scene in the new movie Bedtime Stories set in a hardware store where Adam Sandler’s character—acting on a premonition that he’s going to be set on fire—purchases oven mitts, a fire extinguisher, and a garden hose. Then he spies a can of flame-retardant spray for Christmas trees and sprays it on his hands to see what it feels like. A worker comes along and asks what he’s doing and, for no apparent reason, he sprays some of it in the man’s eyes, which causes him to scream in pain. Then Sandler sprays some in his own eyes. Blackout.
It’s this kind of so-called comedy that’s made me want to run for cover whenever a new Adam Sandler movie comes along. I’d hoped that this one, his first for the Walt Disney company, would be different, and at first it is. In fact, it has the potential to be a sweet family film about an underdog who makes good, with the help of some bedtime stories and a big dose of imagination.
Then Sandler and his writing cohort Tim Herlihy (who coscripted with Matt Lopez) get to work vulgarizing it. In a western scene, there’s a closeup of a horse farting. In a Star Wars-inspired sequence Sandler and his rival (Guy Pearce) are attacked by a giant, slimy “booger monster.” And so it goes.
If one can get past this dispiriting line of humor there’s the script to contend with. The story becomes ridiculously complicated, and rather than simplify or clarify it, the powers-that-be decided to throw money at it instead. I can’t imagine what all the elaborate costumes, sets and visual effects must have cost.
I saw this at a Disney screening with parents and young kids who seemed to enjoy it. I don’t expect ten-year-olds to be critical; I just pray that some day someone will introduce them to something better.
By the way, not a single person at the screening laughed when Sandler sprayed the fire retardant in the man’s eyes and then his own. Maybe there’s hope for civilization after all.
LUMP OF COAL DEPARTMENT
When I launched this site I decided not to waste time writing about movies I didn’t like, but every now and then I can’t help myself. There’s a scene in the new movie Bedtime Stories set in a hardware store where Adam Sandler’s character—acting on a premonition that he’s going to be set on fire—purchases oven mitts, a fire extinguisher, and a garden hose. Then he spies a can of flame-retardant spray for Christmas trees and sprays it on his hands to see what it feels like. A worker comes along and asks what he’s doing and, for no apparent reason, he sprays some of it in the man’s eyes, which causes him to scream in pain. Then Sandler sprays some in his own eyes. Blackout.
It’s this kind of so-called comedy that’s made me want to run for cover whenever a new Adam Sandler movie comes along. I’d hoped that this one, his first for the Walt Disney company, would be different, and at first it is. In fact, it has the potential to be a sweet family film about an underdog who makes good, with the help of some bedtime stories and a big dose of imagination.
Then Sandler and his writing cohort Tim Herlihy (who coscripted with Matt Lopez) get to work vulgarizing it. In a western scene, there’s a closeup of a horse farting. In a Star Wars-inspired sequence Sandler and his rival (Guy Pearce) are attacked by a giant, slimy “booger monster.” And so it goes.
If one can get past this dispiriting line of humor there’s the script to contend with. The story becomes ridiculously complicated, and rather than simplify or clarify it, the powers-that-be decided to throw money at it instead. I can’t imagine what all the elaborate costumes, sets and visual effects must have cost.
I saw this at a Disney screening with parents and young kids who seemed to enjoy it. I don’t expect ten-year-olds to be critical; I just pray that some day someone will introduce them to something better.
By the way, not a single person at the screening laughed when Sandler sprayed the fire retardant in the man’s eyes and then his own. Maybe there’s hope for civilization after all.
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