Thanks to my big brother looking through old photos, the much anticipated visual proof of Matt in a mullet can be shared. This picture only hints that it would eventually hit way below my collar. It was the 80’s and I was a fan of U2.
Christmas Music Then and Now
One of the best parts about having four young boys is I get to see first-hand Christmas excitement that is enthusiastic and sincere. iTunes & Pandora on the computer and the Music Choice channels on our cable keep the boys well supplied in the holiday tunes.Of course, we also have several CDs, albums, tapes, DVDs and even one very memorable 8-track to keep the sing-along going.
Nothing beats being in the Dodge Caravan with a CD of familiar tunes cranking and having the boys belting it out in varying degrees of intelligible English from the back. It reminds me of sitting in the back of my dad’s Plymouth Fury as we drove around looking for Christmas lights and the radio fading in and out.We still listened to AM for music back then.
Maybe this year I’ll introduce the boys to the MP3 of “Santa Drives a Truck“; it could be the start of a new tradition.
Turducken Poem
This poem was originally posted at Stop Me When I Am Lying. I’m cross-posting here on the slight chance that anybody knows about this blog and not the other. I don’t know how you could make it through another Thanksgiving Day without this. By the way, I really do think that we need to remember who we are thanking on the fourth Thursday every November.
Don’t go huntin’ turducken
you won’t find such a bird.
There are no wild turducken,
the thought is just absurd.There is no call to make,
no cluck, no gobble nor quack.
You can’t drop one from your blind
and put him in your sack.But if you find turducken
on your festive plate.
Give thanks to God almighty,
your hunger He will sate.
© 2006 Matthew Keough
On wearing many hats
I’ve had a career related epiphany lately. I was in the midst of whining about having too many different responsibilities and wondering how I was ever going to balance competing interests and needs. Then it hit me. When I fret about wearing too many hats, it means I have gainful employment and I have many interesting things on my task list. There have been times – and not too far in the past – where I did not have either.
The path to contentment is gratititude for what is good in any situation. Will that sense of gratitiude slip from the top of my mind from time-to-time? Of course. But my October resolution is to try and keep my mind focused on what is good and joyful in life. (Like the little guy in the hats!)
Coke Zero or diet Pepsi MAX?
I’m out of my Diet Dr. Pepper phase. I now must decide between Coke Zero and diet Pepsi MAX. You may think my capitalization is out-of-whack. It is, but that is how it looks on the can. Who am I to contradict focus groups?
So far the nod has to go to Zero. DPM has so much caffeine, I act loopy. Reminds me of Jolt. Remember Jolt? It used to advertise “all the sugar and twice the caffeine”. The same slogan could have applied to the Matt & Rob Morning Show on WBGU-FM, also a product of the later half of the 1980’s.
Looking like a land lubber
A recent pose from the deck of a ship that does not sail. I’m wearing Buffalo Bisons hat. Should have been a Lake County Captains hat. Do you know that I named the Captains? I got the certificate and everything. I think seven others share credit.
Looking like a ghost town
What can I tell you? Four kids and a job that has me working from home most evenings equals little motivation to blog.
Excuses are like a-holes; everybody’s got ’em and they all stink. So I’ll try to get back to it. And then I’ll also start a diet, and exercise..and to all those house repairs..and…..
Now That Hurts
I’m fond of Facebook. Sometimes, however, the error messages are unintentionally insulting. In the wee hours of a recent morning. (OK, just a little bit ago.) I checked to see if any of my friends were on. None were. But the message was unnecessarily harsh. Even if it is true!
The Beat Goes On
John, Uncle Drew and the drums of Christmas morning.
Looking Like Two Too Many
If you are bored on a Saturday afternoon, and remember that you haven’t posted at your blog in a very long time, you might just need to do something silly. This was taken with my camera phone. My vanity has three mirrors, if you tilt them just right you can see life from several angles at once. It makes you think: that you need a shave and a haircut.