Muddy Buddy Prep - Still looking for some feedback from Vitalyte Fans out there on a prize for the winning Vitalyte Team in the upcoming Muddy Buddy.
Sunday Funday - Back in high school I had read the Book Catch 22 by Joseph Heller. The book is a perfect one for teaching kids all about symbolism and character development, and according to one of my high school English teachers, the ridiculousness of war. I enjoyed the novel, not because of its symbolism and character development, but because it was a good story. I especially liked the character Orr who was constantly taking apart small mechanical things like carburetors from trucks and planes, and putting them back together. This character appealed to me because he had the patience to do things like that for no apparent reason. Of course, if you have read the book you know that there was reason for it later on, but that's not important. I have never been like Orr in the book. Perhaps I suffer from Adult ADD or perhaps I lack a certain spacial awareness necessary to do things overtly mechanical. Whatever the reason, the idea of taking apart a carburetor and putting it back together is on the same level as getting a root canal without Novocaine.
So you can imagine my excitement when it came time to put together a new gas grill on Sunday. I hate to bring up something like the unshakable power of the human spirit but I know that without that undefinable urge to trudge onward in the face of such incredible adversity, I most likely would have stopped after pulling the darn thing out of the box. Seriously, is it really necessary to break these things down into as many pieces as humanly possible to get them into a smaller box. I understand the logistics and the decreased cost of shipping something like this when the boxes are smaller but for love of all things holy, it is certainly not necessary to break a grill down to the point that I couldn't tell if I was putting together a bar-b-q or a jet engine. And don't get me started on the instructions for this thing, which were clearly written by someone whose grasp of the English language was minimal at best.
Ok, enough complaining. Bottom line is I did it. Two hours and forty-five minutes later I screwed the last screw in and marveled at my mastery of such a complex task like putting together a grill, which in Colorado will get another two months of use before the weather turns on us. Back to the whole human spirit thing. Hokey, yes it is but sometimes these little tasks are exactly what I need to remind me how sometimes there is a storm before the calm, or in this case, a lot of work before a porterhouse. Besides, you never know when your plane will go down in the Atlantic, you will have to paddle to Switzerland in a life boat, and the patience derived from such a mundane task will be the difference between making it or not. (Catch 22 reference in case you're wondering)
That wasn't the end of Sunday though. After such a daunting task like putting together a grill, I felt I needed to reqrd myself with a movie. Growing up like so many kids across the country there was only one logical choice for the afternoon entertainment. G.I. Joe.
Evan's Movie Corner - Sometimes we go to movies because we see a story that offers insights into ourselves, movies like Schindler's List or The Notebook for those hopeless romantics out there. Sometimes we go to a movie because we need to laugh ourselves silly for 2 hours, movies like Old School or The Hangover. Sometimes, not all the times, but sometimes we go to just get lost in the scenery of a movie for two hours. If you have any other preconceived notion about G.I. Joe, I'm sorry to say you will be grossly disappointed. If however, you want to see a supermodel cast in skin tight costumes set amongst the backdrop of amazing special effects, then this movie is for you.
This movie is never going to be an Oscar Worthy flick, but then again blockbusters seldom are. If you are looking to kill two hours of your day by seeing a beautiful cast of people beat each other up, the you are in luck.