The 43

I finally replaced my Back in Time video (to the right), and with it being Super Bowl week, I couldn't resist the classic Mean Joe Green Coca-Cola commercial. I used to love the Steelers when I was a kid (they were my AFC team), and to a 9-year-old, this commercial was great. Seriously, who wouldn't want to get a jersey from their favorite player, all for a simple Coke (note the old glass bottle, too). There may be plenty of entertaining Super Bowl commercials Sunday, but this will always be my favorite.

Eldest is playing biddy basketball this winter, and it's been entertaining. It's a league of pre-K and kindergarten kids, and the rules allow for only occasional dribbling, small basketballs, no scoreboard and 8-foot baskets. It's fun to watch, but thankfully I'm not coaching, because it would drive me crazy. Ever watch team handball during the Olympics, a sport in which you need to bounce the ball a couple times down the court? This is what the dribbling skill at this level is like. And it's just as tough to keep the kids focused as it is in soccer, maybe even more so because it's more chaotic. The coaches are doing a great, patient job with the kids. Eldest is getting better week to week -- his dribbling is improving, he's getting rebounds, and his shooting is getting somewhat better. The first couple games, he was shooting underhand (and made a basket one week), but he's switched to overhand and is still figuring he needs to shoot up, not straight acr

Welcome to the umpteenth restart of my blog. And this time, I mean it! Well, at least I hope I do. There are no excuses now. I'm only working one night a week away from home, and the contract editing I've picked up drops me on my computer in our office/storage room/Nintendo hookup most nights during the week. One of my goals when I scaled back my schedule again was to write more. Is has taken a month to start that goal, but now that it has started, hopefully, there will be no turning back.