Ohh hail to the master door setter...

Two night I've spent trying to hang "A" door... you know those things that you will find about 20 of them in one house... you would think anyone with a brain could hang a door. i thought i had a brain, yet the door is still not hung... i was shown how to do it.. i read three different step by step sites that showed me how to do it and i spent an hour and a half on a throbbing foot trying to do it and ITS NOT DONE.

So i scheduled Mr. door perfectionist to come hang the damn things for me... screw it.. alright I DONT KNOW HOW TO HANG A DOOR.. i got so frustrated Friday night i came back upstairs as pissed as a cougar fan leaving a tcu game AGAIN. i couldn't even run it off cause the doctor said if i ran it would not be good... i sat outside looking down my street ready to go bash down the door of Mr confident door hanger dude and drag him by his feet downstairs and watch him hang the door. I HATE HANGING DOORS. is there a how to guide for dummies on hanging a simple damn door. Sorry hun for being so ONRY Friday night... Doors suck. i cant even go into my basement cause ill kick em all in. I cant wait till Wednesday night when the door fairy shows up and gets it DONE... how useless am i... ITS A DOOR. Door 1 craig 0.

Running 20 miles is for STUPID PEOPLE

Hi my name is craig... and I am Stupid.

and the sad thing is.. stupid things are to follow

Heres a story... from a couple in BOSTON... da da da dah da da da da da da da

I know i know... all one of you that reads this blog have been waiting for the BOSTON TRIP slideshow... Grab your popcorn, get a comfy blanket and pillow and enjoy the ride... Please dont comment on any of my blogs... i dont want word to get out that i have a reader... Thanks... and now for the feature presentation....

Our Saturday Treat... love the Boston bars and

life... Did you know that they stay open past 10

even on weeknights... and none of their alcoholic

beverages actually have alcohol in them... yeah

laurie didnt buy that story from me either..

Two words... New England Clam Chowder.

This is the view of that DAMN tarp from our seats
for the second game... which was really the first
cause our first got canceled and became our third
and so this was our first but second game... follow.

What???? it was a big tarp... i would have flown from

Reno to see a tarp this big.. oh yeah Bob's Stores

sponsored the tarp... why would you sponsor a

tarp? if the tarp is out people our pissed.. it means

no baseball... so it would take an idiot to sponsor

something that represented not being able

to watch baseball. right... come on reader you got my

back on this one.

The One. The Only. Mr. October through Nov 1.
Mr Josh Beckett... within 10 feet of me. his fav
fan... Thank You mr beckett... after this brief
encouter he goes on to do quite well in shutting
up the Rays allowing only 3 hits and one run...
if beckett were black id ask him to run for

president...

One of the only good results of the rain delay was

being able to go up on top deck where you could

see a spectacular view of my wife in fenway.

I plan on building my own fenway in heaven some

day... in a recent prayer i gave i quoted

"if you build it i will come..."

jk... opps, my delete button wont work..

guess it stays.

Ahhhh the third game... which was really the first

but played the third time we were there... on a

SUNDAY... yeah i said it... and it was at Noon too

till 4... so i basically was at church...

Great thing about it was i got to see buckholz pitch

which wouldnt have happened otherwise

good to see him pitch just in case one day he sales

his soul to the devil and puts on pinstrips..

ie devils prodogy "Johnny Damhim"

This was the best 10.65 ive ever spent on a
hot dog and a drink... Sovioner cup of course

This is what the DAMN tarp looks like from

out in right field... we saw a lot of this plasphamey

tarp... much more hours then the

rays saw hits... Go Sox

This is us after a long flight on 9/11 2009

and the first time she got to lay eyes on the

beautiful grail of baseball Feway Paaark. Trust me

Laurie is as excited as the day i proposed... :>

This is RAIN in Boston... only the third time in
88 games that they had cancelled a game due to rain.
I like rain... i like to run in rain, play in rain, sleep
while its raining.. and other extracurricular activities..
BUT THEY don't like to play baseball in the rain... so we waited
Three hours before they called a cancellation... I am a
sucker... prob spent 40 dollars on concessions... but when it
comes down to it i wouldn't have traded a moment of it
for anything...


This is Man-ganized so the timeline doesn't matter... its more a priority thing.. deal with it. if your confused then go talk to your high clerical guy. apparently its not feelings your were born with and you can be helped... thanks and till next time see ya at the paaaark.

WOW and an Early Birthday to Me...

I cant remember a time when i was more shocked and surprised as last Friday morning when i droopingly got out of bed and began the ritual for the last time this week of getting ready for work... My wife was oddly up already and had actually awoken me one minute early then my alarm... i know its only one minute but that might have been the greatest one minute sleep of the whole night... who would have known, it was too late now to look back, it was time to get ready... so melodramatic i know...

So as i stare down the rack of clothes trying to find my lucky Friday Boston red sox shirt to don and move forward... all i can remember is that i cant find my dang shirt...this was getting frustrating cause the day before i couldn't find my running shoes or my shorts... i was thinking to myself it was about time i start getting a little more organized so i dont have to stand here frustrated every morning looking for my stuff... i get 'frustrated' when i walk into my kids room and see there five outfit changes from the day scattered on the floor but never hold myself to the same expectations when i ope my closet door and find a stack of clothes of my own...

The next thing i know I'm staring at my wife who has pulled out a video camera and decided to tape my morning routine... but then she hands me the breakfast of champions... and first i didn't put it together as noted by the utmost confusion on my face... mainly cause how did she know my dream of waking up and eating a bowl full of boston baked beans... and then i saw it... a strange and rectangular sort of paper with john lester on it throwing a fast ball which undoubtably striked out his opponent... i still was in a moment of stupor but it came together... I WAS BOSTON BOUND... and i was quickly filled in on all the juicy details... no i wasn't going in a month or two or even a week... we were going NOW... the next several minutes were all a big blur from I'M GOING TO BE IN FENWAY IN LESS THEN A DAY to WHAT THE HELL ARE WE DOING FLYING ACROSS COUNTRY ON SEPT 11 to AM I REALLY DOING THIS... the kids were pretty excited but non matched the best Christmas day ever smile from my face... i need to grow up , i get that but for today and the next several days it was time to party...

Thanks Laurie for the Surprise... i love that i had no idea and that you had this as an idea... i cant believe how many people knew and i had no idea... other then i was becoming suspect that Laurie was secretly becoming more and more of a Red Sox fan...

The weekend was PERFECT Red Sox made the Rays look like they played for New York winning 9-1 and 1-3. ill have to bear more post with the details, but thanks again Laurie, i know you enjoyed it as much as me but that was way cool... good move especially on a contract year ; )

Ahh the pains and joys of 100 degree weather

I love getting in and out of my 100+ degrees car all day... working in houses that our 95 degrees getting back into my car where today i got in and found a dead hornet, two dead flies, and my Bacardi rum was gone... so it was a bad day... had so many cancellation i decided to go home... got home at twelve... got great idea to mow lawn after two weeks of neglect... then started in on cleaning garage till i about passed out from dehydration and exhaustion... came inside opened property tax bill... WHAT THE HELL... so the economy is crappy why shouldn't they fill they can raise our taxes ... sat down turned on TV, more crap... even sponge bob was reruns... got yelled at... yelled at others... all that's left now is going to bed... Why do we look so forward to summer days.. : )

Really ??? ohh how brave of you...

Seriously, there is exaggeration then there is exaggeration ... i have been lucky to meet the most extreme exaggerator ever put on this lovely big planet.... I think it is time to set the record straight and paint a picture that is less full of extraordinary falsehoods and tell it like it really is...

So I'm on this run with this person, who conveniently left my name off 'her' post so that it would be more difficult for the person to be found and reveal a little thing we like to call the TRUTH. it was a beautiful run, a late run, an exhausting run, it was a time of great happiness, a time of great sadness, a time of recovery from what was a trying and exhausting trip up a very strenuous canyon trail. My running mate was obviously tired and delusional, very confused... she had already stopped to kiss a mail box thinking it was her missing husband who had appeared to cheer her on... so lets just say, being that I'm not a licenced psychologist that she was already showing signs of delusion and exaggeration.... blaming it all on a pain in her stomach which was obvious all that was left of her conscience...

So were mid way down our decent after passing a few nice features of roadkill of various species and i hear this shrieking " what is that?" i was previously watching the beautiful night and the speckled lights of the valley that were displayed as we made a grand decent into the valley of the blessed people." i looked to my right and there was a brand new baby kitten, couldn't have been over a day old trying to reunite with her mother who was awaiting on the other side of this fence, this poor kitty was obviously scared at this sudden outburst of rage from my running partner... i felt for the poor kitten, i tried to get the annoying shrieker away from the poor defenseless kitty as fast as i could... but she insisted on stopping and tormenting the poor creature till the kitten was able to break away from the obnoxious distraction and safely into her mothers paws... i tell you you cant take some people into public... hence why we wait till night to run... but what do you do... THIS IS WHAT WE CALL THE TRUTH... ahh thank you and good riddens.

The darker side of the story is here: http://stevebrandikids.blogspot.com/2009/07/boring.html

I cant believe it.. i missed my ten seconds of fame... AGAIN

A few years ago when my wife and i were just a bunch of crazy dumb kids... doing crazy dumb things we had an 'incident' down on that plot of 'private' land called the church headquarters... we were minding our own business, well sort of, and we were abruptly interrupted by this guy who disparate out of now where and told us we had to leave and that we couldn't have that type of 'conversation' on the private property... so we got up and left and resumed our 'conversation' elsewhere.

Little did i know i was passing up my opportunity to be on every stupid news channel in the nation for five nights straight and tell my side of the story... how they told us if we didn't vacate the property before he counted to ten he would spank our bare bottoms... take away our suckers and put us to bed without dinner... those abusive and uncalled words and the tone of his voice all calm and clear... how insulting... however i just chose to leave with the woman in my hand...

If i could only go back and tell the ever so fair and independent media our side of the story my house would be bigger, my kids would be smarter, i wouldn't have to pay for my own clothes or food, oh how life would be... oh well maybe next time... I'm going to get my 10 seconds one way or another. you ll see ... I'm on the lookout now.