Caution: Potentially Disgusting Nursing Update...

As the days have grown shorter in these last few weeks, so have my awesome posts. Halloween is tomorrow and that is pretty much it. Not a lot going on in Genola. So, I am here writing today about what my latest clinical day was like. As you may have guessed, I saw a total knee replacement. It was pretty awesome. It took longer than I thought it would, but it was very interesting. I have come the the conclusion that orthopedic surgeons are little more than overpaid carpenters. The reason is elementary my dear Watson. I witnessed the surgeon use a drill, a saw, and a hammer. He used all of these, and other tools, more than once. It is no wonder people are in such pain after surgery. It kinda hurt me a little just watching. I was actually very proud of myself for not getting queasy. When the Dr. cut through the top of the Tibia and bone debris started flying I got worried, but it was in vain. I kept it all in and didn't even get light headed. Old news for Colby, but it's new to me. I did watch the Anesthesiologist intibate the patient and sit there on the phone for 2 hours though. Rough. Anyway, just thought I would share.

Welcome to Planet Man-Ram

Manny Ramirez has been a hot topic in the bloggle as of late, so I thought I would do my part to stir the pot a little more. I will start by asking a question... Why does Man-Ram do what he does? The answer is simple... Because he can. Yes, he wears pajamas. Yes, his hair and appearance at times can be frightening. No, he does not run hard, ever. Yes, he hits a lot of home runs. Yes, he throws his arms up in the air and walks the bases when he hits a home run even though his team is losing 9-3 in the 9th. Just one more, yes, he deserves a gold glove - why? because he is so innovative.

For years, the "norm" has been that when a center fielder gets a ball he will hit a (one) cut-off man. The cut-off man is usually the short-stop. The cut-off man then proceeds to throw the ball home. Usually that is where the play is. Well, not in planet Man-Ram.

On planet Man-Ram, when the center fielder gets the ball he throws it towards home plate. At this moment, we all think that the short-stop will cut the throw and send it home. Well, in Manny's world - he dives to cut the throw from the center fielder. Yes, he dives to his left (a great catch by the way) lands, turns, and from his knees, throws it home? No. To the original cut-off. Yep. That is correct. He cuts the throw to the cut-off to throw it to the cut-off. From his knees. Wow.

How in the world can we not reward this sort of behavior. He is changing the game of baseball single handedly and we are witnesses. This is an absolutely incredible time. Yes, the game may be dominated by massive steroid scandals, but I think we should focus on the positive. Manny being Manny is the funniest thing in baseball. He is crazy. The best part is that he doesn't even know it. He is perfect for a place like the bloggle.

So all you haters, just give him a chance, let go of everything he does that destroys all you have ever been taught about baseball. Let go of all that you have loved about baseball. And let Manny in. All he needs is a fastball down the middle, some XXXXL baseball pants, a doo rag, and a glove. He will at least teach you how to NOT play left field. But what are you going to do? DH Manny and have big Papi play left? Alright then.

For those of you that don't believe that he actually cut a throw from Damon and threw it to short - Here you go. (Scroll down a bit - it's the 4th video there) I hope it works. It didn't work on my computer at home, but did work on my computer at work. Yes, I know, I know, save the applause, autographs after the post, please. I have done it again. Bringing you all the best video out there. Laugh, or shake your head in disgust. It's up to you. I report, You decide.

Official Press Release

That is right, weaklings. I am sure that you all have been wondering why I haven't posted about my incredible run to the Tecmo Super Bowl Hall of Fame in P-town. Well, as the cliche goes, it just hadn't quite sunk in. I was so overwhelmed with emotion that I needed a couple days to rest recover from it all. The overload of NES stimuli was almost too much for me to handle. Much like Riley needed some time to lick his wounds, I was basking in the rays of immortal status. I am now ready for any questions that you may have as to my mad skills. Where do they come from, you ask? Well, it is mostly just an natural talent that has been suppressed these last few years. It just peaked at the right time. Hours upon hours of playing helps, but when you got it, you just got it, and you know it.

Jim Rome called, Dan Patrick called, and Sports Illustrated called, so keep your eyes and ears open for the interviews that are to come in the next few weeks. I was even told that there was a good chance that I would be on the cover of the November edition of ESPN the magazine. Take a good look at these pictures because, as Riley said, that is pretty much all you are going to see of the trophy. Tyler has already grown quite fond of it. He even claims he can beat me and rightfully take it. I seriously doubt that, but I give him a better chance than N.A. "Psht...please".

The man, aka T-Slobber only had one official comment after the tournament... "My dad can beat your dad at Tecmo." Ouch.

Bring hither the truth...

This does not happen often. I need your help. Yes, you read correctly. I am dealing with a bit of a situation here and need to leech upon your combined wisdom. I will ask a simple question. Yes, I could put it in a poll, but this is far too important. Let me explain...

Many years ago (many of you may remember) Mom or Dad bought a fake Christmas tree. On the day after Thanksgiving, (it was a bit cold, but not too bad; a long boring day with no school and nothing to do) I, along with some others, decided that it was a great idea to decorate for Christmas. I went out to the shed, grabbed the tree, brought it into the house, brushed off the dust and debris (inside the house, of course) and proceeded to set up the tree. 5 minutes later I was done. So easy. Now came the lights, the stockings, the other decorations, etc... I thought nothing of it at the time nor did I think much of it for many years. Until almost 4 years ago.

Ashley and I are about to celebrate our first Christmas together. How wonderful it was. Snow was abundant, the smell of cinnamon danced in our nostrils, Mannheim was playing on the stereo, and the new and old decorations were hung. We only lacked one thing. The mother of all Christmas decorations. That's right, the tree. Ashley and I sat down to talk over this dilemma. I asked her, "Dearest Ashley, whatever shall we do? I think it necessary to go get a Christmas tree." Ashley replies "I agree, dear husband. You are so wise. Where shall we go to get a real Christmas tree?" Timeout.
At this point, we discuss the matter further and decide, at long last, to get a real tree instead of a fake one. We decide that it would be wonderful to have that authentic pine smell dancing in our nostrils instead of the cinnamon. The next 2 years were the same.

Now, I will ask you, dear reader - that age old question that burns within us all - Which is better, the fake Christmas tree or the real Christmas tree? Think about this as long as you need. I will not tell you about the suffering, the pain, the anguish that this question has brought down upon my small family. Your comments would be greatly appreciated.
P.S. It is not too early to start thinking about Christmas, so don't even start down that road. I know what you are thinking before you write it. It snowed last night in case you didn't see it. You may think that I should work for Kozy 106.5, and maybe I should. As far as I'm concerned, it's all Christmas all the time from here on out.
P.S.S. Halloween and Thanksgiving are awesome.
P.S.S.S. My trophy is even more awesome.
P.S.S.S.S. Ashley and I are very much in love and work through our minor disagreements like adults.

Ask and Ye shall receive...

What is up. A tremendous Thursday to you. This is going to be an epic post. Just in time for a zero tolerance Friday. That is right team awesome. Tyson, you wanted it - you got it. Yes sir, it's Alvin's mix large and in charge. I will even supply you with half speed and double speed. The second two are not as high quality, but you get the point. What are we talkin' about? Whyyyyyy!!!??? Awesome. I vote that youtube be the #1 sponsor on KDIS. Even without the money. I can't do without it. Update: I found, one of my favorites, the Jacko's Adult Alarm. Enjoy.

For all of you ladies that are extremely confused right now and don't understand why your husband is laughing hysterically while he listens to seemingly random bits of the Rome show, I have one piece of advice - give it two weeks...

Amanda, if you are really curious as to what "lunch with the monkey" refers to, wikipedia has provided an excellent resource for most if not all of what is said in Alvin's mix. Lunch with the monkey is in there under "soundbites that get run into the ground", find it's little excerpt. If you want even more info including Mike in C-town's side, you can scroll down to Reference 2 and read "tears of a clone". This is probably the best research I have ever done and the coolest thing I have found online to date. There is stuff in here that I didn't even know. Whoever put this together is the newest member of team awesome. What a resource. I am pumped up right now. As manifested by my inability to stop typing. Soundbite database

A couple thoughts...

Not alot going on today from the Genola crew. I did come across an alarming picture that I thought I should share. As you can see. That is a sheep drinking out of a fountain. I don't know where and I don't want to. I thought the movie "Black Sheep" was a bad, low budget movie. Apparently it is a documentary. I hope it took place in a far off country - we all know sheep can't swim (hopefully). Anyway...

Another thing. I double, triple and quadruple checked with Jon today about the nintendo and it will be in my possesion if not tomorrow, then for sure Friday at work. So, I will supply the NES, the TSB game console, 2 paddles, and plenty of beat downs. I guess you all just have to show up and take your turn as my whipping boy.
War wars. (Not actual wars filled with bloodshed, "war eagle" wars)

War Riley starting to understand some of the jungle lingo.

War anytime the "garden" is mentioned.

War me winning the Tecmo Smack off.

The Countdown Continues...

That's right. I am going to go ahead and call my shot. This picture is just a little prediction that I have for Friday Night. I thought that I would be nice and include a couple of things to help you all out. One of those is the screen of teams that you will get to pick from. Choose ye this day with whom ye will play. I suggest you come with a pretty good strategy. Second, I thought I would get you some music to get the ol' Tecmo Bowl Blood pumping. This music is awesome and I am so proud of myself for finding it. 5 days and counting...
I think what I'm supposed to say is thank you, I'm out.

The Good, The Sad, and The Ugly

The Good - 7 (or 5-6) layer bean dip. I have asked this before, but my memories fade rather quickly these days. Ashley has graciously accepted the huge responsibility of providing some dip for the partae. Now, there are varying opinions on what is actually good on the dip. My dip faves are - besides the beans, sour cream, guac, and cheese - onions, and lots of tomatoes. Tyson, I believe you would switch onions for olives (and then puke later). Riley and Colby, I am not sure, but I think we can cater to your dip needs if you let us know by, let's say, Friday morning.

The Sad - I do not live in Mesa, where the sun doth shine continually year round providing ample opportunity to swing the clubs. That's right. I am retiring my clubs for the season. It saddens me not only to know that I will not be perfecting my Tiger Woods like swing, but that I will actually have to clean my clubs too. There is one thing that may bring me out of this depressed state. That leads to the ugly.

The Ugly - Flag football is in full swing at Hillman on Wed. nights and Saturdays. So all you fantasy flag football dorks should pick me up in the first round or you'll be sorry. I am hoping that we can pick up this guy. Just check the focus, determination, muscle tone, and cat-like speed and reflexes. He is the type of player we need to bring home the championship T-shirt.

The Sequel

I know that all of you are dying to know what is happening to ferrets in this world. Well, I am here to keep you informed. You can call me Mr. Skeeter. I thought that I would at least tell/show you of one success story. This lucky and street smart ferret seems to have escaped the clutches of his psychotic owners, but he had a dream. He had a dream to become rich and famous. He went out into the world and made money however he could. Unfortunately, he did it the wrong way. He did not keep his morals in check. See for yourself. Shame

Yes, another video. There is also a Diet Mtn. Dew commercial of a ferret attacking some people that is pretty good. I'm telling you - the blog is called Casey's Media Hub for a reason.

Last, But Not Least.

Here I am. I am entering a new world. A world of power and communication, a world free from seriousness and reality. A world in which spelling does not matter and random thoughts and memories are encouraged. I welcome you into my corner of this new world that is so foreign to me, but so enticing. I will, in celebration, share some videos with you all. I heart youtube. It is awesome. Therefore, I choose to share some awesomeness with you.

First, this is a video of some dude with insane piano skills. No, Tyson, it is not your BFF. He is incredible, but this guy must have made a pact with the devil. The song he plays is called "La Campanella" by Franz Liszt. For those of you that don't know - Liszt was the equivelent of, say, Justin Timberlake. All the hotties flocked to watch him. This video is not for all, just for those that enjoy good piano music. La Campanella

Next, this is a clip from "That 70's Show". I decided that it is appropriate as Halloween is coming up. Fez is trying to comprehend the idea of trick-or-treating. Right at the end he says a naughty B word, though. Sorry. Trick-or-Treat

Finally, the people's elbow. Need I say more? Rock