Monday, June 22, 2009

Poem

One evening I cooked for my wife

but it turned into far too much strife

You see, to be a good cook

you must read cooking books

and no sooner would I read one than die



I bought some potatoes for $2.50 each

Microwaveable, and just within reach

I thought to myself,

"Why are these on the shelf?

They clearly are the far better buy."



I took my discovery home to begin

cooking and lighting candles for when

She would walk through the door

See no table for four

but only one for her and I
My dreams didn't come to fruition
Because I didn't pay the tuition
To the school of "Yes, you can
be a cook and a straight man"
which is a joke that is meant to be dry


Well the story ends sadly my friends
Like you really expected a different end
They took longer to make than the kind that you bake

and 245% more expensive won't fly

But what is the point of this story?
Should it have been told by Corrie?
No, it does have a purpose:
Women should serve us
because men suck at cooking; no lie

Friday, June 12, 2009

I lose

Today I played 18 holes of frisbee golf and 18 holes of regular golf, all in the Rocky Mountains. You have never thrown a disc until you have thrown it across a mountain stream. You have never hit a golf ball until you have hit it off a mountain tee box (I realize that both those statements are debateable, but this is my blog).
I played the best golf today that I have for months (+5 in disc, +6 in regular), but guess what? My brother and father-in-law also played the best they have for months, so I lost the bets.

I hate losing

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

I win

Molly and I leave for Colorado tomorrow night; hiking vacation with her family. On the day we get back from that, we head out for Arkansas.
Molly and I have good fun together. She beat me again at our garage-sale board game (Careers R by Parker Brothers) that we got for a dollar--that's a lot of money to pay for the consistent disappointment that it's brought me. I say the jokes on her, because I keep losing at the game that symbolizes life success, and she's my wife. Put that into real life, and WHO LOSES NOW?!?

I love winning.