Category — Daddy Toys

As a teenager I couldn't wait to grow enough hair to display a mustache.  Now as a man knocking on the door of the big "40," I hate the thought of the daily shave.  Although I have found that BJ is entertained with my face full of shaving cream, my bathroom sink resembles a department store perfume counter.  I am proud to admit that I was a metrosexual before there was a name for it, but my regimen includes face wash/buff, pre-shave oil, shaving cream, after-shave moisturizer, oil-control lotion and finally eye-cream ( I'm getting tired just writing this sequence). My ritual is all done in an effort to be less "scratchy" to Mommy Bacchus. So the first ironic nature is that we can't wait to grow hair, just to shave it off each morning with a two-bladed razor.

Mrs. Davis, this week's renter, reviews an innovative children's CD that playfully discusses Daddy Scratchiness.  I found her review eye-opening an informative in describing the musical trends in recent children's music. It's making me re-think my weekend purchase of the "Little Einstein's CD I bought for BJ, but I hope to instill a mature, diverse appreciation of music (Mommy Bacchus has banned hip-hop in the car). Stop by her site a read her review..  She also includes links for samples so you can listen for yourself. 

The second ironic nature of my body hair is that I am losing it from the top of my head and finding it on parts of my body that never see the light of day. This morning I got out the shower and found some stands on the back of my shoulder.  I have hair on my arms, chest, legs, nose, ears and the pubic area, but I think shoulder hair puts me into a whole new category.  So the moral of this story is,  "Be nice to zoo animals," it may be a former daddy blogger you throw bananas to.

The much anticipated Blackberry 7130c has made a unofficial appearance on the internet. The photos of the unreleased Blackberry 7130c have been leaked on the internet.

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Yes, my wife is doing something I never thought she would do. Mommy Bacchus has a boyfriend. Due to privacy concerns, I will refer to this other man as “Mr. Black.” There were several clues that revealed this relationship. Mommy Bacchus talks to Mr. Black every free moment she has, in the car, on the elevator, or waiting for take-out. She is constantly holding his hand and touching his face. Mr. Black is small compact, colorful and re-charges his batteries each night. How can a guy compete with that? Below is a picture I took of him while he was sleeping. I blacked out his face to protect his identity.

Mr. Black makes my wife laugh, cry and scream. Yes, I said, scream. One morning we were heading out the drive way and Mommy Bacchus tells me to stop the car and bolts out the door. She runs back into the house yelling and calling his name. What’s up with that????

Fortunately for me, I think they have developed what most young relationships encounter; a communication problem. One morning Mr Black told her to be at a certain place, at a certain time, but had his facts all wrong. This made Mommy Bacchus furious and she threatened to trade him in for another model. (Yes!!!!) Since I realized this was my perfect opportunity to break them up, I started doing little things to add to the relationship tension. I would un-plug Mr. Black’s charger in the middle of the night hoping he runs out of juice in the middle of the day. I have been having my own conversations with Mr. Black and giving him false appointment/calendar entries hoping she will get mad at him again. I have also been cutting out advertisements for Mr Black’s adversary, Mr “T” (Palm Treo 650), and leaving them lying around the house. Unfortunately none of these tactics have worked so far. It appears that I am left with only one choice.

I see Mr. Black all around town with other women. He can be found at soccer games, the grocery store and even on the highway while some people are driving. I think my only alternative is to play on Mommy Bacchus’ jealous nature and email her pictures showing Mr. Black for the TRUE SLUT that he his. I know it may sound cruel to used Mr. Black’s designed functionality in an effort to destroy him, but a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do. Hopefully the next chapter will be “Mr Black gets sold on eBay.”

My wife traded in her SUV for a Mini-Van this weekend…….My co-workers tell me that since I now drive a “loser cruiser” my cool points = 0. 

I went to the dealer kicking and screaming, but soon changed my tune.  She had a Honda Pilot and wanted something more family friendly. I found that the Odyssey did have more room and is longer than the SUV.  It also has more storage compartments and plenty of cup holders.  So I give it two thumbs up…..Plus the sliding side doors are “Daddy Cool.” If I had any complaint, it would be that some of the cup holders are not deep enough, but I can live with that.

Every time I go to the gym it seems I have some locker room issue with other patrons. I had a high school wrestling coach who demanded we all live by his rules. It’s now obvious that I have adopted many of these rules. Oh ladies, don’t sit there and turn your nose up in the air, we know you can be just as nasty as the guys. So below is my list of rules that will make every men’s locker room experience, more pleasant.

1. Don’t be a Plastic Man
I once knew a man who would never work out at the gym, but would always stop by daily to soak in the hot tub or visit the sauna. The problem was that Plastic Man always walked around the locker room completely naked and felt the need to strike up conversations with anyone who would listen. I would see him when I first got to the gym and when I got ready to leave; he would still be naked talking up a storm. Guys, if you ever meet a Plastic Man, don’t ever respond to anything he says. Once you do, he will come looking for you on a regular basis. Oh, he got the nick-name of Plastic Man because he wore a wig that he thought no one noticed. What a looser.

2. I don’t really want to talk to you
Unless I know you, please don’t try and strike up a conversation. With the exception of commenting on what’s on the locker room TV or the weather. (Also, see #1 above)

3. Clean up the sink after you shave
Your mother doesn’t live here.

4. Don’t shave in the communal shower
Although I am aware that shaving in the shower is best for you, most of us really don’t want to walk through your blood stains that drip on the floor.

5. If you have athlete’s™ feet, keep them to yourself
Wear shower shoes so you don’t spread it to the rest of us. Oh, and get to the nearest drug store and spray something on those dogs.

6. If you have to do #2 in the bathroom, give the rest of us a Mercy Flush
No elaboration needed..

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Ok, so you have heard the news and probably have an opinion, but I can honestly say that I don’t. This, like most marriages, can go good or bad depending on many factors. So I have developed my own list of reasons to love or hate this deal.

5 Things to Love
1. The guy is a “playa” and will bring back the “swagger” back to the team.
2. Cowboys fans love flashy players (Deon, Irvin and Butch Johnson)
3. He is a fierce competitor with great hands
4. No matter what, “Me-O” will not go toe-to-toe with “Big Bill”
5. It will be a great sports history moment to see him come on the field and kiss the star.

5 Things to Hate
1. Drew Bledsoe has just been thrown under the bus: “Me-O” will rip apart whoever sits in the quarterback position
2. He will find a way to also rip the team apart
3. “Me-O” will find a way to embarrass the team in some way
4. If he doesn’t get the ball, he will look for someone to blame. (See #1 above)
5. This will ruin both Jerry Jones and Bill Parcels’ legacies

I think “Me-O” will attempt to be a team player for the first 1 and a half years, but if the Cowboys don’t bring in any complimentary players, he will resort back to his true colors. So it will be good for a while, but count on it going south soon after that.

Over at Miss Lady Ma'am she did a post describing her desire to attend church before Easter. Very touching post and caused me to share the following.

While walking up to Church Sunday Bacchus Jr. stated that he liked going to Church and I asked him why. His answer

Because Jesus loves us…..I responded with, yes he does.

Although I didn't attend Church on a regular basis as a child, I always admired the people who did. They seemed more grounded in life and were purpose-driven. I began my journey to attend Church when Bacchus Jr. was born. After watching my wife give birth, I knew there had to be a God…… I can't gurantee that Bacchus Jr. will share my beliefs, but he will not be ignorant to what the Bible teaches us. So I guess I can add this to my Promise to my Son post. My thoughts on Miss Lady Ma'am wanting to attend Church relate to shopping. One of my foundest memories of my deceased father were the times we spent shopping togther for my new Easter suits for the year. As a kid I hated this entire event, but as an adult I became aware that this was part of his teaching me to become a man….. So dads, take you sons to Church!!!!

This weekend the family and I visited a small mom & pop store for some items we needed and while being run up at the cash register, I saw a display of these “Kindness” coins. While waiting for my total, I read the display and was spell-bound. The way it works is that you purchase a coin and register it on the “Kindness Project” website. Each coin has its own unique serial #. Once someone does something kind for or to you, you pass the coin on to them and ask them to add a comment on the website and pass it on to another person.

The shop owner saw me contemplating whether or not I should purchase the coin, so he just gave it to me for free. His kind act is the first entry for this coin. I am looking for volunteers to accept the passing on of this coin and others. Please comment to this post and describe something kind that you recently did and I will send coins to anyone who wants to particpate. I will open the offer for one week and it will end Sunday evening March 12, 2006. Below is a summary from their website of the project:

The Kindness Project aims to prove that you can have an exponential effect on the spread of kindness around the world. It’s simple – when someone does or says something kind, no matter how small, you give them a token. Taking a few seconds to pass on the token empowers you to brighten someone’s day. The tokens are passed from person to person, again and again, turning the world into a kinder place. Can you imagine how you would feel if you received a token yourself?

The beauty of the Kindness Project is that not only do you get to make a difference in someone’s day by giving them a token, but everyone gets to track their token and read about all its adventures. Be a part of the Kindness Project by passing on your own tokens!

Remember, comment and describe your kindness and we will see where this takes us.

Update: Since some may be uncomfortable sending me their mailing address to receive a free coin, please purchase one from the site and leave us the serial# in this post so we can all track them.

I have become a fan of BBC television every since I read an article recommending “Coupling” and “The Office.” I bought the DVD’s and after getting adjusted to some of the accents, fell in love. I told all my co-workers about “The Office” before it hit American Shores and now have them hooked on the American Version. So what’s the next British TV show America is most likely to steal: “Footballers Wives.” I am late getting into this show and have seen several shows from the first two years, but got lost while not being able to see them in the regular sequence.

To summarize, many call it Desperate Housewives meets North Dallas Forty. If you have the BBC channel on your cable or satellite lineup, take a look and I promise you will be pleasantly surprised.

The show gives you a look at selfish, transparent, materialistic sports celebrity wives and how their athletic husbands could care less about them. This would be perfect for American TV. ESPN tried a sports show last year, but it focused on the athletes. Shame on them, the drama that the wives display will make you laugh, cringe and smile with glee….If you have seen the show and have other thoughts, please share.

I got this off sfgate.com

Here’s the very basics of the series: The footballers — soccer players to you Americans — play for a club called Earls Park. The players are either devious themselves or have devious wives (or girlfriends). The team owner is evil. The soccer-ball-busting agent for many of the players is a power-mad, sex-crazed lesbian. Clothes fly off. Situations become ridiculous.
Add Champagne.
That’s pretty much all you need to know.

The first two years are out of DVD and season 3 is running now.