25 Things Harder to Get Rid of Than Brett Favre

I saw this hilarious piece on NPR bearing the same name as this post and decided to give it a shot. The original bit was built on the continuing confusion over why Brett Farve just cannot stay retired. It seems he has unretired again. And by again, I mean as in THE SECOND TIME. What's this guys problem? Don't get me wrong, we all love some Favre, but dude, this isn't another Cher comeback tour, even that diva knows when to call a spade a spade.

So, in loving affection and bizarre speculation... here are my
25 Things Harder to Get Rid of Than Brett Favre.

1. Your tape collection
2. Ants in the kitchen
3. The tumbling ball of hair that seems to always appear no matter how often you sweep
4. The longing to smoke cigarettes again
5. The self-loathing that always piggybacks on a fat day or a bad hair cut
6. Your undying love of Guns n' Roses
7. The memory of your last Walk of Shame
8. A hangover
9. The feeling that you shouldn’t have let that one get away
10. Catholic guilt
11. Sweat stains in a white Tee-shirt
12. PENNIES
13. The things you wrote in your journal when you were young and stupid
14. Grey hair
15. Mismatched socks
16. A complicated relationship with technology that embraces both love and hate
17. A simple twist of fate
18. The desire to erase a bad day with booze
19. Those five pesky pounds
20. The sense you get when a spider on the wall escapes death and you just know it’s gonna end up in your sheets
21. Boredom at work
22. Your sweet tooth
23. Your addiction to NPR
24. The need to dance anytime you hear 80’s music
25. The belief that love does actually exists

For more on the original NPR post, see:

http://www.npr.org/blogs/monkeysee/2009/08/twentyfive_things_that_are_eas.html?sc=nl&cc=msb-20090819

You Say Tomato?

Back in July I stumbled upon a Tomato Recipe Contest in the Washington Post and thought, what the hell, I could enter something. Never did I imagine that something I made would get picked! But it did!



Roasted Tomato Soup, baby. Straight off the vine and into your heart.
http://projects.washingtonpost.com/recipes/2009/08/12/roasted-tomato-soup/

A Penny For Your Thoughts Isn't Enough Anymore... Apparently, Neither is 44 Cents

It's no surprise that as we attach ourselves more and more into the underbelly of the digital age that the USPS would be struggling to pay off its debts. I, for one, know that I've contributed to the demise of the postal service as much as I've tried to save it. The automatic debit system applied within most every company out there is completely untrustworthy. I still write checks, still send packages, letters and post cards. Hell, I sent a package to South Korea once. What more could the Post Office want? I'll tell you right now, it wasn't cheap. But, at the same time, no matter how many letters or postcards or bills that I send, I still end up back online. It's a dilemma, to say the least, maybe even a moral one at times, because embracing the digital age comes with pros and cons that are as different as waking up to find it's Friday and waking up to find it's really just Monday.

I blog, I email, I Facebook for crying out loud! I order movies, books, music, art, clothes... all of it, online. I've even gone out on a few dates based on an electronic spark... and not much else (note, I'm still freaked out by Match.com, but that's another story all together). With all of this business completed with the click of a button and the clack of a key, it's no wonder Americans feel so isolated. I think I truly only know three people who own "land lines", one is my Grandparents, so I don't even know if that counts. Even my Nana has a cell phone... she's 82.

I don't know, maybe it's pure nostalgia that gets me a little misty to see that stack of sadly discarded mailboxes, or maybe it's something far more frightening... we really are coming to the end of an era.