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Happy Year of the Rooster to you and yours! This weekend, The Boy® has been invited to participate in Chinese New Year festivities this Saturday with a classmate from his preschool. I’ve done a bit of research on this cultural New Year so that The Wife® and I could converse with The Boy® and use it as a cultural learning experience. Some very interesting facts have come to light that I will share with you today. (Besides, I need a few days away from football news!)
The Wife® has always thought me a snake. I think women typically think that of most men. I truly believe it is something they learn while in Home Economics class in high-school. One day, little girls go into class all happy and giggly towards boys. That dreadful day, the Home Economics teacher closes the door tight and places brown paper over the window in the door so that no one can peer in. Sixty minutes later these young lasses emerge with The Look.
If you are male over the age of four, you have received The Look from a mother, girlfriend, or wife. The Look is nothing more than the expression one gets from a female when one does something incredibly moronic. Women are born with a natural ability to give The Look. I think The Wife® is up to 4002 instances of when she has given me The Look judging by the notches in the headboard of our bed where she keeps track.
Anyway, back to Chinese New Years. Said wife was born in 1965. Imagine my glee upon learning that 1965 was the Year of the Snake. Hah! And she thought I was the snake. I now know the truth and she will learn of it as soon as she receives the letter I will mail to inform her of this. Ain’t no way I’m going to tell her this in person. She’s still upset that on The Boy®’s daily animal calendar a skunk appears on her upcoming birthday. And The Boy® made the mistake of pointing this out to the The Wife®. At least The Boy® and I experienced some good father-son bonding time in the garage that evening. We were even allowed a space heater.
Me? I was born in the Year of the Ox. According to the Chinese New Year’s legend, oxen are born leaders, inspiring confidence in everyone they come into contact with. Yep, that’s me. A born leader. However, they can be too demanding. Can’t let The Wife® see that. And I probably shouldn’t have left that list of things on the counter for her to accomplish while home today.
The Boy®? Why, he was born in the Year of the Dragon. Dragons tend to be popular individuals who are always full of life and enthusiasm, with a reputation for being fun-loving. They make good priests, artists and politicians. Hmm, a priest in the family? That might be useful for last rites when The Wife® finds out that in addition to being a skunk, she was born in the Year of the Snake. (If you don’t hear from me by Monday, please send the authorities).
Links and Tidbits
Denny Wants Bennett? Vikes Want Feely? Is Reggie Married Or Not?
Cheesehead Craig has posted a Packer version of Fowler's fact sheet. Quoting Bugs Bunny, "Of course, he knows that this means war!"
PR advice for Fowler: Stop being such a mystery!
Fowlers 'Facts' lead to other alarming questions
For Twins fans, here is a great take on the stadium issue.
You knew this was coming. I shudder to think what I would have seen and heard had this happened to the Packers. All in the name of good natured fun.
Posted by: Cheesehead Craig at February 18, 2005 09:15 AMNo Craig, like Future Hall of Famer Dennis Green, Shane and I would have "taken the high road". You can ALWAYS find the Viking Underground and the Greet Machine on the high road.
Neither of us would have stooped so low to make fun of a man who obviously has a disease and needs to enter the Betty Ford Clinic for the Resume' Challenged. He needs our support, love and help. Not to be made fun of.
Posted by: Brian Maas at February 18, 2005 09:37 AM"high road"? Ummm, the Moss pictures at Lambeau were the "high road"? The other pics ripping on the Packers were the "high road"? Ok there pot. Oh, and James Lileks may have some issues with your trademarks on your family.
Posted by: Cheesehead Craig at February 18, 2005 09:46 AM(Tongue firmly in cheek) Are you trying to imply that you have caught me with my pants down? You mean, like what the Packer fans do to opposing teams bus' when they depart Moon-beau? They got what they deserved from Moss. And then you try and take the attack to poor, misunderstood Reggie. Why, he even wants to move to Minnesota. I wonder if he would change his mind if he shacked up with Shane and had to deal with the acid-tongued Cheesehead Craig. Oh, the humanity!
Love Lileks (most of the time). I'll give him the Child trademark but I get The Boy and The Wife! And if this blog ever gets so big (doubtful) that Lileks disputes that, then I will know that I have MADE it!
Posted by: Brian Maas at February 18, 2005 10:10 AM(Insert heavy sarcasm here) Do not play the smart guy with me, for you are not qualified.
I did find out one more tidbit about Reggie though. He was the real Reggie behind the Reggie candy bar, not Reggie Jackson as is widely believed.
I noticed you have many signatures on your petition on not trading Moss. Very nice! I noticed a lot of familiar names from the Strib message boards.
I think you're bigger than Lileks, after all, he is not in the NFL HOF!
Posted by: Cheesehead Craig at February 18, 2005 10:47 AM