Pulling the Audience...if there is an audience

So, it has come to my attention that more videos are desired here at FrA.J.ile.crazy.com...so it's up to you to tell me where you want to go with it...for now, I have a nice little vid that GG and I had the pleasure of witnessing however before I post it, I need to make sure it's appropriate. Oh and check with Tom's parents...

Nightmares on Beacon Street

For those of us who are, were,(when I say were, I mean actively raising a child) or planning on being, parents...this is for you to revel in, relive, and consider. It's part of the fun of being a parent, it's part of the Natural Progression.

1030 Zulu Time...
Doesn't sound too bad. But when you consider that zulu time is designated to keep a universal time for the military and U.S. aviation from the prime meridian, and the starting point for the prime meridian is in Greenwich, England, not sounding too bad turns to utter horror on a Sunday morning. Subtracting 5 from Zulu time you get 0530 EST (that's us). In Marine Corps time, 0530 is REVEILLE...time to wake up...but last I checked my time in the military has been long since served and Kristy and I have been blessed righteously with two, healthy children who sleep very well to say the least. So, when the night and it's terrors unleashed their unholy hell on our little Francie this morning, we received a healthy dose of the "almost three" year old in bed with mommy and daddy. Oh joy.
Side stepping the graphic details, I'll simply say that I'm considering digging out my athletic supporter, complete with cup, that I wear when playing hockey. I'll find a place for it under the night stand some where for occasions like this morning...no problem. My sincere apologies go out to my sleeping appendages, I am so sorry and so is Francie, she didn't mean it...

Of course, I am saying ALL of this with tongue-in-cheek, but another note for aspiring parents, as those parents who are seasoned with young children should already know this. Be very careful when wishing that your child could talk...especially, at 0530 in the morning on a Sunday with a fresh kick to the...

I bid you adieu good friends until the next time.

Saturday Night and the Icky Food

Editors Note:

According to Esquire Magazine, their readers, primarily men, are not to use certain words anymore. Icky, happens to be one of them...heh, the writers obviously don't have kids...

Thanks to dear sister in law Coley, the wife and I were able to go out with Hi-Pop and GG to the Golden Domer/UC basketball game last night. It was a great game full of pomp and circumstance. Winning by two we were pretty happy to go out for a bite to eat and watch some playoff football at Uno's. What a mistake...I am convinced that the steak I tried to eat was indeed leather upper off of a cook's boot. So fellow bailer-outters-of-a-crappy-economy, when you decide to go out for eats, be vigilant enough to steer clear of UNO's...They've had enough!

Congrats on a Good Season

Not much to say here other than they gave it a good run. The Jets D is for real folks. That much I can tell you. If Bob "Dirty Martini" Bratkowski still has a job after the off season then we know...wait' we already know ownership has no clue what their doing. There could be a big staff change coming...time will tell. The Dirty Martini is one of the worst OC's in the game Mike, tell him to beat it.

Hunker down and Strap'er in Bengaldom

In the moments leading up to today's wild card playoff game vs. the N.Y. J-E-T-S, I propose you take a few moments to reflect on 2009, the year of the Bengal. Before I continue on this notion, however, I must qualify that what I am about to say is said as a follower of the Bengals, not a full fledged fan...so take it for what it is worth.

As hard as it has been to watch the Bengals in a few games this season, i.e. the home opener vs. Denver, the Oakland match-down, and more recently and possibly the worst, the N.Y. J-E-T-S game in East Rutherford, Bengal fanatics can take solace in one most important fact...THE BENGALS WE'RE HBO'S HARD KNOCKS POSTER CHILD AT THE BEGINNING OF THE YEAR. With a dismal record of 4-11-1, they had every reason to come out stinking it up again this year. Instead, all they have done is win when it really mattered. By that I mean, sweeping the AFC North Division. Additionally, they have had a myriad of season ending injuries to key veterans, as well as the untimely death of Chris Henry to deal with. Right or wrong, who cares, or if your indifferent to this, the fact that the Bengals were able to make the playoffs to begin with is sensational.

Win or lose today, oh ye Bengal faithful and I understand that losing would be unacceptable and heinous, but win or lose, you have a great deal to take pride in with the effort that the Hard Knock Kids have put forth this year.
Which would you prefer 4-11-1 or 10-6 + at least one playoff game and the inside fuzzy feeling that is possible by thinking that the dreaded Steelers are golfing.