Blogger Braces For Three More Quarter Centuries, Eats Cake

Franklin, TN~ Stop the presses. I am turning 25 today.

But turning 25 ain't that bad. I mean, after all, the insurance goes down, supposedly. And people respect you more, but not really. I remember at age 23 how I felt in limbo. Do I hang on to the goofy college mentality or do I look forward to a "career." At 24, I just kind of fumbled and bumbled my way through a "real job" for a company called Servpro. Yuck! It was in that beautiful time between 23 and 24 that I realized some very important things. And, after seeking wisdom from people both a little and alot older than me, I have settled on some very important nuggets of wisdom:

-As cliche as it sounds, you will only be young once. If you must choose between canoeing down a river with your shirt off like an Indian or attending a seminar....choose the canoe.

-If you want to go to Seattle because you have never been, but you can't really afford it, go to Seattle. Don't wait until your old because then you have arthritis and going to Seattle will hurt more.

-Don't try to get rich too fast. Until you appreciate how many memories you can squeeze out of one dollar, making a million won't mean anything to you.

-As a young person, you embody possibility. You bring hope to people who want to do what they never did.

-If you turn twenty five having never known the freedom of a roadtrip with no itinerary, a camping trip with no structure, or a day without time, drop what you're doing and make that happen.

-At 25, everyone you know will tell you "get a career" "show some direction" "find a nice girl" or "settle down already." Don't rush any of these. Instead, watch a documentary about what happens when you dam a river in the wrong location.

-Perhaps most importantly, be free. Be free in your mindset, in the possibilty of all that lies before you. Be free to chase all things that are to come.

Now that I am 25, I look around at all my friends that are "done." Those that are locked into marriages and mortgages, car payments and careers, and I don't envy them...at all. I am still enamored by my boyish freedom; the rope swing of life that I feel like I have just now begun to swing on. I have just now left my feet anxiously anticipating the rush of excitement that tomorrow brings.

I guess what I love most about your years is that they are like a new day: before it comes you've never seen it and once its gone you will never see it again. Here's to tomorrow, but more importantly, here's to today.

That's the story of my life...

Forecasters Predict Snow for Nashville Area, Acceptance of Said Forecast Based on Radical Assumption that Weathermen Actually Know What Snow Is

This photo was taken on Thursday of last week. It is the morning after forecasters predicted up to 2" of accumulation. All the apocalyptic forecasts had schools closed and plow operators up all night. It was on all the radio talk shows and news stations. The build up was SO BIG that when I walked out Thursday morning and saw the above scene, I laughed out loud. NOW, what made the whole situation even more hilarious is that after the erroneous forecast, everyone went about their merry business and no more mention of snow was made...

Until the next day.

This is what we all awoke to Friday morning. No plows, no schools planning on closing, no mention of snow AT ALL for Friday. Wow. It made me laugh. Why do we forecast anyway? The local forecasters here in Middle Tennessee got it so bass ackwards it was laugh out loud ridiculous. I learned long ago the best way to plan for the weather is to stick your head out the front door and look up. At least 97 percent of the time this will get you through the day just fine.

That's the story of my life...

Because the Rooterman Can! Hall Conquers New Medium of Publicity, Total Public Humiliation

Franklin, TN~ Winston Hall announced late last week he would be making an appearance at a Nashville trade show next week as the loveable Rooterman, the superhero mascot for the Rooterman corporation.

The unexpected move by Hall came late last week. According to the Associated Press, Hall made the decision to appear as Rooterman over the weekend because of "substantial finanicial gain resulting from the appearance."

"Well, I've publicly humiliated myself many times and never received any financial retribution for it," Hall said. "It will be nice for once in my life to receive payment for something so unbelievably embarassing."

According to the press release, Hall's costume will be "similar to Superman's, only not as cool and hip to the 5-25 year-old age demographic."

Among Hall's duties will be posing as Rooterman for photos and entertaining small children, and possibly the distribution of marketing material for the Rooterman Corporation.

"You know, pretending to be Rooterman was 1,456th on my list of things to do in life," Hall said. "Who knew it would jump to the top so fast?!" According to Hall, his Rooterman appearance supplanted base jumping off Mt. Everest as his next to-do.

As an unexpected perk, Hall was notified by the Rooterman Corporate offices that he would also receive two free tickes the the Grand Ole Opry for his troubles.

"What can I say? It's kind of like winning the lottery," Hall said. "Well except I won't have all the piles of money and freedom from financial burdens for the rest of my life. But mostly, it is. Kind of."

Hall's appearance will start Thursday and last through Saturday.

That's the story of my life...