Naterdammerung

This is an old blog that used to be known as The All You Can Nate Special: $5 Cover. I haven't done anything with it since 2007, but I'm thinking about getting back into blogging. At this blog, you'll find the random thoughts, political rants, alcohol-induced diatribes, and other musings of a Nebraska-born guy in his mid 20's. And then, you'll go through a time warp and find the ramblings of the same guy who is suddenly in his 30's, married, and a dad. Stranger things have happened.

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Some might say that I'm the Man. And those who say so would be right. The reasons are various and sundry, and I don't particularly care to get into them. So I guess you'll just have to trust me. If you want to know more about me, be you a friend, stranger, hypochondriac, or even a narcoleptic, you'll just have to read on.

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Wow, I'm feeling good right now. I woke up early this morning (5:00a) and went to the gym to hit the treadmill for a solid hour. That set my energy level pretty high for the rest of the day. After supper, I lifted some weights. So, for the first time since the Thing That Should Not Have Been throat infection, I got rid of that deflated balloon feeling, if only for a little while. But I liked the feeling so much that I'm going to get up early again tomorrow morning. No need for daylight to get stuff done. After all, as Hank Dave Thoreau once said,

There is more day than to dawn,
The sun is but a morning star.

Applicable? You be the judge. But that's a quote that has stuck with me for years.

Angie and I went to a Lenten service last night. A couple from the church shared a rather horrifying story about how one of their children died in infancy. Of course they have questions as to why it had to happen, but at the same time, their faith is what has given them strength to endure. It was an incredibly touching story. I have to admit, the prospect of losing a child is one thing that absolutely terrifies me about having any of my own. But we'd all drive ourselves crazy worrying about stuff like that that we simply can't predict, and we'd miss out on a lot of the amazing things life has to offer if we did. I guess it's a good lesson to savor every moment and take nothing for granted. A much better idea than eaking out an existence that consists of naught but huddling under a table in fear.

Wow, I just saw a commercial for "The Godfather: The Game." It looks pretty badass. The Godfather films are among my favorite of all time. And I absolutely adore the books, too. Especially the original, by Mario Puzo, but the sequel, "The Godfather Returns" by Mark Winegardner was really good, too. It seems like at almost every family holiday, we end up watching at least one of those flicks. I fully endorse The Godfather as a wholesome, Family movie.

"Fredo, you're my older brother and I love you. But don't ever take sides with anyone against the Family again. Ever."

You know, I'm a pretty big fan of That 70's Show. Even so, this last season has really sucked. Foreman and Kelso aren't a part of the cast anymore, so they brought in some lame-ass, scab actor to fill their shoes. It really pisses me off when a show's writers pull that kind of stunt. Like they expect you to just all of a sudden like a character and be OK with the fact that he or she is replacing characters than were popular and much more well established. You'd think they'd learn after the whole debacle that happened with The Dukes Of Hazzard when Bo and Luke Duke left the show and they brought in Vance and Coy Duke. All it served to do was drag the show through the mud, and it wasn't even salvageable after Bo and Luke returned. I think That 70's Show should've sounded its death knell last season instead of doing the same thing.

As for Grey's Anatomy, I'm getting tired of this guy with chronic heart failure (Denny is his name, I believe) who they introduced as a love interest for Izzy. I really like that show, but the stuff with his character just bores me to tears. It's crap. He's another example of a character that is just thrown into the mix whom we're supposed to care about without any reason. And listening to his forced wit as he bravely tries to speak even though he can barely breathe on his own makes me want to saw off my own hand.

Today Mike emailed some info Jana compiled for another tubing excursion to the Niobrara this summer. It's going to be a blast! I still remember how much beer I bought the night before we left. Good times. Even better, though, this time around I won't have to be on a tube all by myself. :)

"Luca Brasi held a gun to his head, and my father assured the band leader that either his brains or his signature would be on the contract. That's a true story."

Sorry, I just had to drop in another quote from The Godfather.

I caught the tail end of the newest episode of South Park tonight. It was the final episode to feature Chef, as Isaac Hayes (Chef's voice) has left the show. You see, Mr. Hayes is a Scientologist, and South Park recently had an episode that ridiculed the religion of Scientology. So Hayes left the show because it had become "intolerant."

What a crybaby hypocrite. That show has ridiculed pretty much every major religion there is, and I don't recall him saying a word in condemnation of the show's various episodes deriding Christianity, Judaism, Islam, etc. But say anything about Scientology and he says "Screw you guys, I'm going home."

"Do you spend time with your family? Good. Because a man who doesn't spend time with his family can never be a real man."

That's wisdom straight from the mouth of Don Vito Corleone, right there.

Hmm...Family Guy is on right now. Which begs the question: Do Prada bags really cost in the neighborhood of $1,100?

I have another question for y'all: Who was it that decided that Whoopi Goldberg had talent and that we should care about her? I just can't figure it out. Unless...it's all a part of that ancient Sumerian prophecy that foretold the rise of the Hollywood Squares gameshow, and the daemon-spawn Bruce Villanche. That could be it.

I've been weighing in near 160 pounds for a few days now, with a little fluctuation. That puts my weight loss since Mike and Jana's wedding at around 70 pounds. I won't lie to you; I'm pretty stoked about that. :) I'm pretty sure the last time I weighed in this low was when I was about 14 or 15. I'm right about where I want to be, so now I just need to keep toning.

My alarm is set, so I suppose it's time to hit the sack. Because I know you're all yearning for it, though, here's another Godfather quote to put y'all to bed.

"It's a Sicilian message. It means that Luca Brasi sleeps with the fishes."

4 Comments:

Blogger angie said...

Yes, Prada bags cost around that, but buying at least one in a lifetime would be well worth the money :) That actually raises a question that I have: Does a gun used to kill harmless furry animals really cost around $700?

btw, Whoopi wasn't that bad in Ghost.

6:02 AM  
Blogger Nate said...

Fair enough. :) But Whoopi wasn't great, either. I think maybe they should've cast Burt Reynolds in her place.

6:31 AM  
Blogger Nate said...

I do have to think, though, that discharging a firearm is way more fun than carrying stuff around in a bag. I mean, I do that about once a week when I leave the grocery store.

7:18 AM  
Blogger angie said...

To each his (or her) own.

2:03 PM  

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