Darrelle Revis wants $20 million a year and so do I

I happened to be reading online yesterday and this article about NY Jets Cornerback Darrelle Revis caught my eye. Mr. Revis thinks that he deserves to be paid 20 Million a year for his skills which breaks down to 1.25 million dollars per game. Whaaaaa? Now considering he plays defense and not QB or some position where he handles the ball every play this figure is actually 1.25 million for playing HALF the game.
Now I know that Revis is good, don't get me wrong he is one of the best. I mean anyone who can shut down and shut up Chad Ochocinco deserves serious credit but 20 million???
I have come to the conclusion that I'm going to demand my employer pay me like this as well. OK lets figure this out. The highest paid person at Revis' position in the NFL made less than 10 million last season. While this is still being severely overpaid I will use this as a baseline marker for my demands. OK if the highest paid person at my position with the company makes $100,000 per year for example I think that I'm going to contact our general manager (through the media of course not in person) and demand that I must make $200,000 a year. How about that? I mean I do offer a service that people really need when they have wrecked their car. It's more important than shuting down Diva wide receivers right? You know what on second thought why don't I just shoot for the moon? Forget $200K I WANT 20 MILLION TOO! How do you think this will be received? Yeesh. Oh and don't forget that I'm only going to work half the time too.
I love sports as much as anyone but this has gotten out of control.

-Doc

Do the shoes make the man?

I read this story and was amazed. Here is a young man that made a bet that he could have easily swept under the rug and no one would remember a thing about it. It really seems like the world has changed. No longer is “my word” and a handshake acceptable we must have a contract for our attorneys to go over – and don’t forget to read the small print!

We’ve also become so much more judging. He said that people thought he was poor because of his shoes. I wonder what his social life was like at school – which group did he belong to? If you don’t wear the right clothes you won’t fit in. We all desperately wanted to fit in when we were in school.

One of the things I just read was don’t worry about getting the approval of other people because people are self focused and are wanting to get your approval of them. Is this what life is about – trying to get approval from others?

In college there was a guy that had dreds and walked barefoot even in snow. One day the University Daily Kansan did an article on him. He said as a youth his family went to Alaska. There he walked on the tundra barefoot and enjoyed the feeling so much that he wanted to experience the world though his feet. This goes to show there is always more to the story. Maybe the hippie guy has it right – maybe we should experience life how we want to and not give a damn what others think. Oh, yeah, he did carry a cheap pair of flip flops in his back pack when he went into places that required shoes.

The more I think about it shoes really doesn’t make the man, because both of these men are very interesting, but their shoes weren’t. Why am I in a competition with Imelda Marcos for shoes?

-Disaster Chick

Today starts 2 great weeks

Starting today the area I live in becomes the center of the NASCAR world until Memorial Day. I live in Concord/Kannapolis North Carolina and work in Charlotte where for the next two weeks the entire focus will be auto racing. Now this area is already the center of the NASCAR world (Not Daytona contrary to what you might think) because all the drivers and team members live here and all the cars are built here. These two weeks when the races are here though it's just crazy. With seating capacity of almost 200,000 people and infield area room for plenty more our little town becomes the 3rd largest in NC for a couple of weeks. The campers/RVs alone that move in for 2 weeks are something to see. They make their own little city.
This Saturday night is the Nextel Allstar Race and we will be going to it. We have pit passes and infield hospitality passes to give us access to watch Creed in concert as well as watch the race. We even have a designated driver! Should be lots fun. (Thanks to my buddy Rick!) Next week is the Coca-Cola 600. The grandaddy of them all. What I refer to as the longest day of the year. We aren't going this year but will be set up to celebrate in our backyard. I look forward to when my son gets older and we can take him.
Well as I said this is the biggest time of the year where I live. I wondered what the biggest thing that happens where you live is?

-Doc

Motivational poster of the Week 5//15/10

Enjoy your weekend!

-Doc

Not sure how I feel about this situation...

As I start writing this post I have no idea how it will end. I just have a situation that I need to "get off my chest." Some of you may know this most probably won't. This story is really long but I will try to shorten it. When I was a senior in High School a former close friend of mine committed murder and killed a woman trying to steal her vehicle in our neighborhood. Through a very odd series of circumstances I became a suspect and my best friend (and blog buddy) The Mt. Cat's car was seen near the scene of the crime and was reported by the local newspaper as being wanted for information by the police. (skipping a lot of the story. I promised Vinny that someday I would blog it but never have. It's a tough story to tell.)

As the situation turned out I had a lot of information about what had happened and ended up giving statements to the police that cemented their case against my former friend. There was no trial because he plead guilty so it was not like I testified against him. He was given a life sentence in prison and even though I have never forgotten for obvious reasons I did move on in my life.

Last night I got a Facebook message from him giving me his phone number and asking me to contact him.

It's true he is out after serving 20 years of a life sentence and I actually saw a picture of him on FB at a fundraiser for our 20th HS reunion. It's almost impossible to believe where time went that someone could have serve their time on a life sentence for 2nd degree murder and is already out. Impossible, but it has happened.

All those feelings came flooding back to me this morning when I read that message. All the stuff that went down. All the guilt that my inaction caused the death of another human being because I wasn't big enough to tell someone that he had a gun and had threatened me with it.

I think that I need to call him.

I am going to talk to my father first. My father is a pastor and possibly the most wise person that I know. I know they shared letters over the years and my friend has accepted the Lord into his life and become a Christian. I think that I have to contact him. With all the baggage I carry I don't think that I can just let it go without talking to him.

I have no idea what I will say.

Thank you for reading and listening to me. Told you I wasn't sure where this post was going when I started it. At least I have a couple of hours worth of car ride to think about it. Is it ironic that I am actually going before a judge in court today?

-Doc

If you are reading this you aren't real

Do you know what... you aren't real. You are a tall tale, a story, a legend like Sasquatch, Chupacabra, or the Loch Ness Monster. You don't exist. You are fake. You simply aren't real.

Or at least so says my wife. (and backed up by my sister, parents, and others on Mother's Day) You see for a long time my wife has held the belief that the people I have "met" and become friendly with on the internet via blogging and more recently Twitter aren't real people. She claims that all those text message tweets that I receive don't "count" because I am not getting them from "real people" like those who text her or Facebook people who are actually real.

Now I will admit that other than friends that I had prior to blogging/tweeting I have yet to actually meet any of you in person but that simply doesn't make you any less real. Each of you is real and has feelings, opinions, and emotions and over time I have come to know you by reading your postings and comments. I think that I have come to know some of you so well that I can even predict how you will react to a blog posting or a tweet and what your leaning will be on a news stories. That's not to say that I wouldn't like to meet you all. As a matter of fact I wish that I could host a big party and all of my blogging/tweeting friends could come. I think we would have a great time. Of course no one would actually show up because you all aren't real.

I would love to hear what you all think of this. What is your opinion? How do you like being portrayed as not real? Does anyone else either feel the same or have a family member who thinks their "internet friends" aren't real? Heck am I the only one who sometimes prefers the company of my twitter friends to real people? I really want to read your comments on this one. Of course since you aren't real are the comments really there? (And if Nessie the Loch Ness Monster comments then my wife will really think its a conspiracy)

-Doc

Lizard Lovin' ...

As my son and I sit in the waiting room where he goes for some tutoring, his teacher comes out and says come look at these huge lizards (the ones we saw were bigger then the two below). These two lizards were on the step of the office in a similar position as pictured below. The teacher looks and says to me I think they are fighting. Um…I don’t think so! I looked to her and said I believe they are mating. I take a closer look because I was very curious and it seem they did not mind my presence at all. As I am watching I see a red penis and the obvious male seeming to be humping the female. My son is looking as close as I am and starts laughing…..he is 7. Luckily he didn't have time to ask to many questions because it was time to start his sesson. He did however check before he left to see if they were still there and they weren't. I would have to say I got my monies worth that day. With getting a science lesson up close and personal and the hour of tutoring. I had no idea that lizards even had a penis! Did you? Oh, under the picture is just a little information about how they mate, but I was pretty sure the female had a hold of the males neck. She clearly was in charge with that mating ritual!
Male lizards will approach the female from the side, with many biting the neck of the female, and try to get their cloaca in a position as close as possible to the female. At this point, the closest hemipenis is erected.

-Southern Belle

Reason # 26749 that I'm glad I am not a Burro

How embarrasing to have to walk around all day with a sticker on your head?

-Doc