I can't bear to watch

I think I'm going to record the game, go to #2 son's high school football game, not watch the scores, then if I know the Rangers win I'll watch the recording.

Watching them lose would be too much. I've been a fan too long to get my hopes up.

GO RANGERS!

I wonder why more people don't coach for a living?

While Facebook is good for many things, it's probably not the best medium for sharing one's disdain for the manner in which people perform their jobs. It would be interesting to have everyone who ever had a real estate deal go wrong with you know who (agent you figure it out) in charge of closing the deal.
Regardless of the inappropriateness, a few things are obvious from this Facebook wall post:

1. Any Real Estate agent can coach high school football better than most
   current high school football coaches
2. Being a high school football expert requires no knowledge of proper grammar
3. Coaches would be lined up to hire on for the last two games of the season, especially after reading this Facebook post
4. A coach's clue, heart, and determination is proportional to how many plays he calls that utilize the middle of the field
5. Every player on the field is doing exactly what their coach has taught them to do, exactly like he taught them to do it, and it is therefore the coach's fault if anything goes wrong

It's not your older brother's razor

Motorola has announced the release of their new RAZR smart phone.

You remember the Motorola RAZR, don't you? It was the thinnest and slickest of the flip phones. Everybody wanted to dump their old phone back in 2004 and get their hands on the coolest looking phone to come along since Thomas Edison said his first "Hello World" on a land line. In reality the phone's features were horrible, but everyone looked sweet with their funky colored RAZR up to their ear trying to maintain a signal long enough to hold a conversation.

Then along came the iPhone, and the RAZR fell by the wayside. But Motorola is hoping to revive it, and may well be on their way to competing with the iPhone with a faster, tougher, and potentially better Android smartphone.

Click here to see the new Motorola Razr

I've got high apple pie in the sky hopes

But I've been a Rangers fan too long to hold on to them too tightly. I'm amazed that they've made the series for two years in a row. For a guy who's been a fan since they landed in Arlington, I understand what an accomplishment that really is.

Civil Citation

My father-in-law recently received what appears to be a ticket for running a red light from the fine folks at the Southlake Police Department. A few things are wrong with this statement:

1. The pickup is still in my father's-in-law name, but it's my son's pickup. We haven't had the title transferred yet.
2. I was driving.
3. It's not actually a ticket.

Did number 3 get your attention? It should. The "ticket" was sent from out of state. The evidence was a picture taken from one of those lovely red light cameras. I though those were no longer admissible in court, and I was right.

Upon careful reading, the "ticket" is actually a civil penalty. It cannot be reported to your insurance. It cannot be reported to TxDOT. It cannot result in a warrant for your arrest if it's ignored. It can, however, be reported to a credit agency if it's not paid in full.

Moral of the story: come to a complete stop if you're going right-on-red, or it could become very difficult to buy that next house.

Another Senior, Another Surgery

It's been a while since I posted. Busy start to the school year.

While I was away from my blog, my second son began his Senior year of high school. And like my first son, Senior year brings injury and surgery. It just happened at the beginning of the year rather than the end of the year this time.

Brandon's surgery to repair his shoulder went well. Now he must not use his left arm for 5 - 6 weeks then he will rehab for 5 - 6 months. I don't medical terminology, but I know he had ligament damage front and back and had some pieces of something floating around in there. He required 7 of these anchor-bad-boy-thingies in the picture. And I would like to send a big thank you to Dr. Bothwell.