Time to Come Clean

Over the last week I have had to face a couple of hard truths. The first truth is that the Pope isn't the sharpest tool in the shed. Or perhaps I'm wrong and during this time of religious bickering, it was a smart thing to piss of Jews and Protestants and unify them against him and the Catholic Church.

The second truth I've had to face is that I'm not going to finish my 14 part blog. Or at least not any time soon. So I'm going to break the silence on the things of done since May 19th. So these are the things I've done since that day, in no particular order:

I've went to the following movies:

Pirates 3 - Very disappointing ending.

Oceans 13 - Better than Oceans 12, but what wasn't?

Ratatouille - Easily the best movie of the year thus far.

A Mighty Heart - Not as good as I had hoped.

Waitress - Also not as good as I had hoped and the doctor gets off way too easily.

Transformers - Easily one of the worst movies I have ever seen. What passes for wit in this loserfest is the racial stereotype transformer tells Megatron "You want a piece of me?" Megatron rips the racial stereotype Autobot in half and says "No, I want two pieces." This movie is even bad by Michael Bay standards.

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix - A lot more fulfilling if you have read the book, other wise many sequences are just confusing.


I talked to and shook hands with Barack Obama and told him about my job.

I helped set a sales record for Little White Lye Soap.

Walked a few laps with Willy at Relay for Life. He walked 31 miles.

Went to the 2nd oldest restaurant in Iowa (Stone's) with Jay.

Had lunch with Faust in Mankato.

Visited the National Hobo Museum.

Took pictures of flowers.

Saw Buddy Guy in concert with Derrick and Jen.

Turned in my photo entries for the State Fair.

Attended a birthday party for Jen.

Took the Henning family picture.

Watched K-Dawg's team get smoked by Jefferson in the Little League tournament one day and come back to do the smoking a few days later to advance to the state tournament.

Took Jesse to the emergency room.

Bought a sweet new monitor for my home computer. (I'm not normally one to brag about my consumer tendencies, but I really love this monitor.)

Watched Killdeer lay on eggs and the eggs hatch a few days later.

Went to the wedding of Mr. and Mrs. Brian Beavers.

Saw the world's largest strawberry.

Saw the world's largest bullhead.

Saw the Jolly Green Giant.

Despite have to walk a half mile due to a guy's gastronomical difficulties, watched Willy complete the 5K at Midnight Madness.

Had lunch with Mark before he returns to Taiwan.

Went to Backbone State Park with Shannon.

Helped Stephanie pick out a camera for work.

Went to the State Center Rose Garden with Jay.

Attempted and failed to make Mentos/Diet Coke rockets with Eric.

Took pictures of the "844".

Enjoyed several Friday Night Supper Clubs with Jay and Willy.

Enjoyed several New Taste Tuesdays with Frank, Jesse, and Steve.

Went to the Company picnic. Seemed like people were actually excited to see me.

Drove to Minnesota to see Nate and watch Harry Potter.

Watched a slide show of pictures from Willy's trip to Spain.

Attended a pretty sweet Memorial Day barbecue.

Set up a new squirrel feeder and two new bird feeders.

Changed the oil in my car. (personal reminder, change oil again at 161,000 miles)

Helped make soap.


It is most likely I did more than that, but that is all that comed to my head at this time, with one exception. One major exception.

I went to the Des Moines Arts Festival with Rebecca and Jay. I would have to say first and foremost, what a dog that was. What a major disappointment.

However, it did inspire me to put together the blog that I will hopefully post on the morrow. I can't say that it is a good blog. In fact, it is probably the type of blog that makes one lose friends and gain enemies. It is the type of blog that may make people stop returning my e-mails or phone calls. The type of blog that may make people move to the other side of the street if they see me walking down the street. It frankly might be a subject that will make some people uncomfortable. Yet, that is for tomorrow.