Lightsabers and Lollipops

update on "the foot."

no. it's not broken.
turns out it was just possessed by demons.
common mistake.

thank you all for your prayers, concerns and coupons.

i don't think i'm outta the woods yet.
it still tingles.

i won't be able to dance anytime soon.

of course, i couldn't dance before either.


these guilty feet have got no rhythm.

yay.

i think i broke my foot.

i wish i knew how.

i kinda know when it might have happened.

but if it's really broken then my work life is in sooo much trouble.

so i'm trying to "man up" and walk it off.

no.

it's not a smart thing to do.

never said i was.

pray for spacey.

the mexicans took the birdbath.

so i've been listening to the beatles for like three days straight now.
i blame the movie "across the universe" which i have seen one and a half times.
it's more the soundtrack to blame really. it became my default cd to pop in while i do the dishes or clean the house in general. it replaced "stories of a stranger" by O.A.R.
so now i am a huge fan of the soundtrack and honestly, if jim sturgess ever came out with an album, i would gladly download it off the internet somehow.
but to say i was a beatles fan before the movie would be a dang lie.
so i spent the last three driving days from job to job catching up on the beatles discography. before this point i owned the 2 double cd sets that had the years on them. one was red, the other blue. at one point, i was picking up some used from time to time. i think i had please, please me - rubber soul and the white album.
as i said, never really got into them.
if you've watched the extra scenes from the movie "pulp fiction" you would know that quentin tarantino makes the very excellent point of either you are and Elvis man or a Beatles man. you can't be both.
when i saw that it made me wonder.
on one hand, you've got Elvis. The King. a rock icon that cannot be denied.
on the other hand, you've got the Beatles. the fab four. the band that changed music history forever.
but for some reason, throughout my life. i was neither nor.
i had a double Elvis greatest hits cd. (and we all know that greatest hits albums are for housewives and liitle girls. thank you bruce mccullough)
and while i enjoyed the songs "viva las vegas" and "suspicious minds" i was never caught dancing around my room asking to be your teddy bear.
so, like all weird kids that you rarely ever talk to cuz they are weird, i went with a third option.
Prince.
while i'm not totally immersed in to the whole Prince revolution, i do know quite a bit of his music outside of the greatest hits and sadly yes, i do own copies of his movies including the double disc anniversary edition of purple rain. i have even watched graffiti bridge more than once, and that's saying alot.
so there.
but the moral of this story really is that i have learned to appreciate the beatles music more and hope you have fun deciding whether or not you are indeed an Elvis man or a Beatles man or a....third thing.

I GOT BLISTERS ON MY FINGERS!!!

went to chris g's house to hang out. he is into paintballing and swords and other man things.
so i had extra lots of fun time posing for pics with his guns that shoot paint and swords that well, could actually kill.







sneaky, sneaky sir.



takin out the competition.



AND THIS! IS MY BOOMSTICK!!!!



and oh yes. THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE.



i gotta say, the candy was downright terrible.


all in all good time had by all. i was totally geeking out. at one point i was even wearing a utility belt.



josh wants you to tell your friends about www.spacemanrocks.com

GO NOW!

my two year old son is soooo metal.

every morning wenever he sees me he shouts, "Daddy! METAL!"

of course it sounds like "MED-OWL" but it rocks just as hard.

lately i've been working on teaching him, Twisted Sister's "I wanna rock!"

he loves that one.

the rough translation comes out to "AH PUDA RAH!"

so when he runs around the house yelling "AH PUDA RAH!"

he is really proclaiming that he wants to rock.

i'm trying to prompt him to say it when i ask, "what do you want to do with your life!?!"

somedays being a daddy is great.

METAL!!!!!

i caught the killer sinus infection that wifey had last week.
i'm glad i felt sorry for her when she had it cuz now i feel sorry for me.
the best way to describe how it feels is that someone is punching me in the face in between the eyes and right above the nose.
except it's the longest punch ever. like slow motion on a grand scale.
oh.
and did i mention that the fist that is punching me in the face is also on fire?
yeah. so. recap:
fiery fist
punching me
in the nozzle area
frozen in time


don't touch Spacey. he is toxic.

Babies in a bucket.



i don't know which one of my kids did this.
i don't know why i thought it was so funny at the time.
what i do know is that i have a short attention span and

bend it like beckham at your own risk.