Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Better Make It Worth It...

If we don't love Denver, we're sure acting like it.

After a two hour weather delay on Christmas Day, our flight from Houston finally departed. My parents saw this as an opportunity to remind us that snow delays don't happen in the great state of Texas.

Believe me, I haven't forgotten.

As I look back on 2007, more positives happened than the contrary, but I feel less fulfilled.

In January, our move to Denver opened the doors we'd always hoped for. I began a career in sports like I'd always dreamed, and got married to the woman I love. As the year ends, we have financing in place for our first home, and we'll begin our search soon.

We've met good people, grown as individuals, and my wife is closer to completing her degree. Also, Colorado has given Rebecca the peace of mind to know her family is nearby.

Maybe it's because we haven't taken advantage of what Denver has to offer, or maybe I had a hard time adjusting from 80-hour work weeks after graduation, to the traditional day job my new career has provided.

As 2008 nears, we've decided we'll sit and prepare a set of goals. They'll probably revolve around the F's.

Family
Faith
Finance
Free-time

Going into the new year, I feel confident that life's going to continue to get better, and we'll see significant progress. We're getting better at planning, which will help our finances, and if we can grow within ourselves, with our families, and with our maker, we'll be better people.

Free-time is nice, as long as we're constructive. Too much TV won't do much good, but reading a few more books should do the trick.

Does Fine Wine count as an F? I could always use more of that.

And as the plane nears Denver International Airport, the pilot just stated we're 150 miles from Denver, where the temperature is 16.

Fun. That's another F. In Houston, it was 60.

16 degrees? Makes me think of another F-word.

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Tuesday, December 11, 2007

It Ain't Supposed To Be Like This...

Something about the snow is very depressing.

I love the Christmas season, so when Rebecca and I moved to Denver, I was excited that a white Christmas would be in our future.

By itself, the snow doesn't bother me, but the bad weather can shut down a bustling city during the holidays.

The streets are supposed to be crowded and the mall is supposed to packed. That's what I love about this time of year.

When the snowy weather keeps people indoors, it takes away the fun. Standing in an empty mall parking lot in the middle of December on a quiet night doesn't seem right. Unfortunately, it's all because of the shitty weather.

Happy dull holidays.

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Friday, December 7, 2007

Gettin' Back To My Roots...

It's been a while since I've written - too long for me to be away from the keyboard. For the thousands of readers around the world, forgive me.

Currently, I'm reading a book called If You're Not Out Selling, You're Being Outsold. Because I'm still new to sales, any self-education I can find is helpful. I've yet to be as successful in sales as I'd like, but I'm confident it will come.

While reading, it made me realize why I originally began writing this blog in the first place.

There was a time when I was constantly learning. Whether it was in class, reading, or simply researching new information on the internet, this blog gave me a forum to keep it in order. Originally, I hoped that one day I could search through old postings to find something that would make my brain function more efficiently.

In the meantime, it's turned into a place for me to bash Eli Manning, and talk about my growing man-crush on Tony Romo.

I'll still bash Eli, and as long as the Cowboys keep winning, I'll keep flashing "pretty eyes" to Mr. Romo. I would, however, like to bring a little depth back to the virtual pages of AintScared.net.

My mind works differently than most people. I don't 'think' the way you do, and I don't want to fall victim to the shallow opinions of newscasters, sports writers, or the prevalent viewpoint on a push-button topic.

It's unusual to see me calling for Michael Vick to be sentenced to life in prison. I have a tendency to defend those that are hated.

Sometime ago - when I wore a younger man's clothes - I was taught to think for myself, research, and learn before forming an opinion.

You'll read a lot of differing viewpoints, but I hope to make you think.

Let's hope I'm smart enough to do so.

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Saturday, November 17, 2007

New Places...

My wife is helping with a fashion show tonight, meaning I get to come long.

Don't get the wrong idea - I love supporting my wife.

The place is called Cervantes, and we're at "The Mixed Bag Festival," and the fashion show features Earth concepts, basically meaning it's advocating 'going green.'

There's a girl on stage wearing a dress, covered by the plastic that holds a six-pack together. Lots of them.

To describe the ambiance, wearing the plastic doesn't seem out of place.

Videos are being played showing how we're destroying the Earth with fuels, and wasting energy... blah, blah, blah.

That's not my fight.

Now there's a guy breakdancing in the middle of the floor.

I can't make this shit up.

But honestly, it's a good cause. Good music and people having fun aren't bad.

Plus my wife loves the fashion show.

It's just a different. I'm learning to be comfortable around "different."

Isn't that one of the many reasons I moved to Denver?

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Bye, Facebook...


I think I'm finished with Facebook. I'm tired of all the retarded applications and add-ons, that it's no longer worth it. I don't spend enough time on it, anyway.

I suppose I'll delete it soon. Let's see if anyone misses me.

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Saturday, October 20, 2007

One Day At A Time...

It's been a long week. Sometimes your down, and other times you get kicked while you're on the ground.

Everything works itself out -- it always does. Unfortunately, having the patience to wait is what's most difficult.

Life wasn't always supposed to be easy, was it?

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Thursday, October 11, 2007

For A Car...?

Rebecca and I are both officially Colorado residents.

We both have a drivers license, can vote, and our cars are registered in the state. Everything was normal and easy to transfer, except for the vehicle registration.

I'm not quite sure how Texas determines the price of vehicle registration, but I know I paid roughly $80 a year to keep my car legal.

Colorado, on the other hand, determines the cost by the age of your vehicle, weight, and taxable value. Rebecca went to register her 1997 Saturn and paid less than $40.

It was a relief, because I was thinking we'd be paying twice as much as in Texas, but finding out how inexpensive it was for my wife left me hope.

Until it was my turn.

Imagine my surprise when I was told that my vehicle would cost almost $430 to register!!

My registration expired a few months earlier, which is where I incurred some of the cost, but the taxes and transfer fees were absolutely ridiculous.

That was -- by far -- the biggest check I've written for any vehicle I've ever owned.

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Monday, October 8, 2007

Cash And The Kitty...



Want to see what's been running my life? We've take a few videos of our new puppy, who's growing up so fast.

I've said the cat doesn't seem to like Cash, and here's your proof.

And ignore the mess in our apartment; we were adjusting to the new family.

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Thursday, October 4, 2007

Privacy, Please!!

It's been a long two weeks.

After getting a dog, spending a weekend in Texas, and the Avalanche season beginning, I feel busier than ever!

A puppy is a handful. Having to watch every moment of his life so he doesn't pee on the carpet or bite into items around the house gets busier than expected.

I haven't been writing for a while -- which seems to be the case more often than not -- but now you know why.

Sleep...!

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Monday, September 24, 2007

"Hello, I'm Johnny Cash..."


On Sunday, Rebecca and I brought home the newest addition to our family. His name is Cash, and he's a 10-week old English Bulldog mix.

He gets his name from the late, great Johnny Cash.

We've been wanting a dog for quite a while, and it was difficult to find a breed that met our criteria. He has to be able to live in an apartment, be independent, not be a heavy shedder or be feminine, get along with the cat, and not grow to be a large dog.

Difficult, I know.

There seemed to be two options: a Pug or an English Bulldog.

My preference, of course, was the bulldog. Luckily, we found him and Nate came along to offer the advice we were looking for. This is Rebecca's first dog, and the first I've raised from such a young age.

Both of us are scared. Raising a puppy is certainly a responsibility that presents itself in clear detail the moment you bring one home.

We plan to kennel train him, meaning while we're gone, he's locked in his kennel. Luckily, we're able to split the day so he's not alone very long, but it's going to take a few weeks for me to get comfortable with it.

It has to be frightening for Cash, because he went from a big home with a mother and three siblings to an apartment with a cat that doesn't want him around.

So far, he's been great. He knows how to sit and not to pee in the house. He's learning not to bite, yet he's very playful.

For some reason, I became uncomfortably nervous today at work. I'm worrying about him at home without Rebecca and I. Did we feed him correctly? Are we taking him outside enough?

All questions that are answered by being prepared -- which we are; it just takes time to grow a comfort level.

Thankfully we have Nate and a couple other friends who've been through this to offer advice.

If we're going to be good parents, I suppose this is our true first test.

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Friday, September 7, 2007

Finding A Groove...

I'm getting lazy with my blogging. That's no good.

Something changed fairly recently, and I'm not sure why, but it's causing my writing deficiency.

I feel like my life is becoming less interesting.

On the phone while talking to my parents, they'll ask what's new in my life, and I usually reply with some clever line about my life becoming boring. My wife never likes to hear that, and when she brings me back to reality, she's usually correct. We have a life: we still see concerts, go to sporting events, spend evenings with friends, and play soccer on Friday -- but something feels different.

Maybe it was the change from working 15 hours a day while finishing college to have the evenings off. Maybe it's the reduction in our friends. Could the change from Texas to Colorado be the culprit?

It's probably a combination of the three.

I enjoy my job, and love the company I work for, but I'm dying for a 60-hour work week. I want to make decisions that determine whether the company makes millions of dollars.

Fortunately, the advancement opportunities are there; I simply have to bide my time.

In the process, I wait, and hopefully try to keep my life interesting.

My wife is busting her ass in school -- and I'm proud of her for it -- but it doesn't give us lots of free time together. I don't like leaving her at home while I go out with friends.

Maybe it's time to do more volunteer work, or learn to play the guitar.

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Monday, August 20, 2007

Grand Theft Auto...

Rebecca and I had an odd discovery today. Here's the story.

I picked up Rebecca after getting off work on Saturday night, leaving her car at the shop. We didn't think to pick it up that night, or Sunday, so when she went to find her car Monday morning, she realized it was still across town.

Luckily her sister left her car at our place over the weekend while she flew to South Dakota, but because I was leaving to pick up my sister-in-law from the airport that evening, I took her car keys.

Rebecca was back to square one: no transportation to work, since I already left for the morning.

I received a call from my wife, informing me of the story and asking me to leave the office to bring her the keys to her sister's car.

Here's where it gets unbelievable.

As I'm walking out of the Pepsi Center, my wife calls me back, telling me she no longer needed me to bring her the keys, because she attempted to get into her sister's car with her own keys, and it worked!!

Let's be clear: the keys to my wife's car, unlocked the doors and started my sister-in-law's car!

Both cars are Saturn's, but different models, made in different years!

There were two things in this scenario that I thought were peculiar: (1) Rebecca thought to unlock and start her sister's car with her own keys, and (2) the fact that it actually worked!

I suppose the next test is to find out how many other cars it works on.

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Saturday, August 11, 2007

Are We Ever Gonna Buy A Home...?

The real estate market in Colorado just got worse for current sellers. Calling it a buyer's market is an understatment.

Due, in part, to the ridiculous number of foreclosures in this state, getting a home loan just became significantly more difficult since lots of lenders are consolidating their loan programs, while others are filing for bankruptcy.

100% financing has become significanlty more difficult, especially considering the medium price of a home sold is roughly $220,000. Having to find 20% ($44,000) to put down on a home is tough for a young couple like my wife and I.

There is a positive for us, however: home prices are siginficantly less. I read about a home that was purchased a few years ago for $237,000, and is currently on the market for $199,000. As long as we plan to buy and hold, now's the time to buy.

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Wednesday, July 18, 2007

My Exciting Life...

Hell of a week. Here's what's on my mind:
  • Gary Sheffield's comments on HBO's Real Sports didn't come off as bad as first reported, at least not to me. I didn't get the impression he was trying to be malicious, but in true Sheffield fashion, he sees the world through a racist tunnel. I have to ask, though: if Derek Jeter comes from a mixed family, "he ain't all the way black." What's the big deal?
  • My wife is making more money than me, and likes to hang it over my head. She's officially my sugar-momma, and that ain't bad.
  • If the charges against Michael Vick are true -- and he's innocent until proven guilty -- then he needs to fry. If I were coaching his offensive line, I'd have them open a wide hole for Shawne Merriman to have free access to Vick's blind side.
  • A man tried to get into the Governor's office in Denver, but was shot by police rather quickly. The Denver Post reported the incident, and included a picture of the man shot dead inside the Capital, but it was later removed from the article.
  • This is a great year for live music. In February, we saw George Straight; this Friday, we'll be in Cheyenne for Frontier Days to see Bon Jovi. Tim McGraw & Faith Hill will be in town on the 31st, we have tickets for Dierks Bentley and Gary Allen at Red Rocks, and Maroon 5 at the Pepsi Center. Texas Music sensations Reckless Kelly and Jason Boland will be in Denver soon, and we'll be there. Then we plan to score tickets to see some combination of Tracy Byrd, Mark Chestnut, Clay Walker, and Taylor Swift. That's a good year.
  • I'm short. Sitting at my desk at work... my feet dangle from my chair.
Don't tell anyone about the feet dangling... that's embarrassing.

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Saturday, July 14, 2007

My Letter To The President...



Sometimes I'm envious of people who are in strong support of the war in Iraq, and even those who vehemently oppose it.

I get into trouble with an ability to argue both sides. I understand points made from either viewpoint, and even sympathize with the other perspective.

My foremost opinion is that I support the war. I don't completely agree with how it's been handled, or the President's arrogance to new ideas, but I believe our inclusion in the war is based on something good, which includes a lesson I was taught at a young age.

It's very noble to help someone in need, especially those who cannot protect themselves. With Saddam in power, people were tortured, raped, and murdered for no reason other than a sickening desire to do the unthinkable to another human being. Now that we've removed his regime and toppled any resemblance of a structure in place, we have to complete the job.

It hasn't been easy, and it doesn't look to get any easier. I do not, however, trivialize the lives of our soldiers. While I'm blessed to be protected by those serving in our nation's military, I am fortunate enough not to live with the constant worry of knowing a family member or friend is in harms way.

I simply want to know that if a person is going to put themselves at risk -- with the purpose of protecting me and my wife so we can sleep in peace -- that they're doing so for a noble cause.

I believe that being in Iraq, protecting other human beings from the wrath of a nefarious regime, is worthy of putting our soldiers at risk.

Even though I cannot know the pain of losing someone I love in battle, I do have the experience of losing a cousin very close to me, whom was very young at the time of his death. I think about the pain that I endure and empathize with families of fallen soldiers.

When I recollect on my pain from the loss of my cousin, I cry. I also imagine what the parents of a fallen soldier must feel, and it evokes the same emotion. To envision my wife or brother serving in Iraq or Afghanistan -- knowing that any moment could be their last -- is unthinkable.

If they have to be there, let it be for the right reasons. Protecting others who are unable to protect themselves, while training people to create an infrastructure allowing them to survive on their own, is the right reason.

Let's simply handle it correctly. Don't make our soldiers die in vain.

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Friday, July 6, 2007

'Normal' People At The DMV...

Rebecca and I finally got our lazy asses out of bed this morning to get a Colorado driver's license.

I've noticed there never seems to be a 'normal' person at the DMV, and find myself asking where someone who makes over $15,000 a year would renew their license? Not everyone does it online.

So we arrived at 7:30 AM to a line around the building, but it had its fair share of your typical business person.

Of course it also includes the guy with the mohawk, the couple that doesn't speak English, and the guy with his shirt tucked in without a belt... but that's a trip to lunch in Denver.

Looks like we just needed to show up first thing in the morning. There isn't a reason to be up before 11:30 simply to pick up the welfare check.

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Friday, June 29, 2007

Adding A Domain...

Bear with me, buckaroos.

If you visited my previous site, you'll remember that the address was www.aintscared.net. While I'm no longer using that particular company to host my web space, I plan to keep the domain name (web address).

The key, however, is getting the company to point aintscared.net to my Blogger account.

This has not been easy, but cut me some slack. For the next day or two, the site may be up... it may be down... or it may point to the original site.

Please be patient, and thank you for reading. It's not worth it without you.

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Thursday, June 21, 2007

I Guess I'm Not That Smart...

I began taking classes Tuesday to work as a referee for high school football games. I thought I knew the rules of football.

Maybe I don't know them as well as I thought, or they're simply making it much more technical than it should be.

We spent an hour discussing punting, kick returns, and field goal tries. After a while, I simply had to stop listening and trust my instincts.

It can't be as complicated as these guys are making it, right?

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Wednesday, May 30, 2007

We Got Hitched!!


Las Vegas and Mazatlan were amazing, and this certainly will go down as the greatest week of my life... for several reasons.

Anyone guess the first?

Yeah, yeah... so I finally gave in and got married... but then again, I did ask her. Her father's happy to be off the hook.

I married the one woman who will put up with me, but will let me know when I need to shape up. Neither of us are perfect, but when I'm with her, it doesn't seem to matter. She's the one whom I want to be with, have children with, and fulfill dreams with. She's creative, ambitious, intelligent, and determined. Why she picked me, no one knows, but now that she's locked in, I know I got the better end of the deal.

To me, the ceremony couldn't have been more perfect. The setting was an outdoor garden sitting alongside the river on a perfect summer afternoon in Las Vegas. Surrounded by our closest family and friends, Rebecca and I exchanged vows on a day I'll certainly never forget.

The minister was a Mexican cowboy from Texas with a fantastic sense of humor, but I believe he was an ex-con. While his robe concealed 95% of his body, he appeared to be covered with prison tats, creating a laugh for me that I can't wait to pass on to our children and grandchildren. Luckily, Rebecca didn't noticed until I mentioned it after the wedding, or an unfortunate mishap might have occurred. He was great, none-the-less.

Rebecca and I were so pleased at the turnout of guests. With few exceptions, everyone we wanted to attend made the trip. It was wonderful seeing our families, but even more fun to see them interact so positively, especially with the such varying backgrounds. It was great to have everyone make the trip from Texas, South Dakota, and Florida, but even better to see how much fun our friends were having together. People whom have never met seemed like they've known each another for years.

Odis and Nate got along great and Kim brought her energy. But it undeniably is not a party until Odis brings the crowd to life. While he's a brother to me, life isn't the same without him around. Everyone loves him, everyone wants to see him, and everyone unquestionably wants to be his friend. I'm blessed to have him in my life; now, more of you know why.

Kim and Barb have been great to Rebecca for years, and getting to meet the people that are the subject of so many childhood stories is spectacular. While we've met before, we didn't have the opportunity to spend time together. Rebecca and Kim compliment each other so well, and her mother Barb is proof that good people do still exist (outside of Texas).

The only unfortunate element was that of time. For a while, we were so concerned with getting Rebecca's hair taken care of, or whether the pizza was ordered, we didn't have as many opportunities as we would have liked to spend more time with everyone.

Rebecca (our friend, not my wife) and Kurt, for example, came to the wedding, but combined with the reception, we weren't able to see them again. At least we had that time.

Maybe we're growing up, maybe we're starting to mature, but our friends have chosen good people to spend their life with. I'm happy that Rebecca found Kurt. In front of 30+ people he's never met, he seemed very comfortable and acted like a gentleman. Rebecca is one of my favorite people in the world, and it brings me great joy to see her happy.

Jonathan couldn't have found a better woman in Marie. I am proud that Jonathan found the woman he wants to spend the rest of his life with, and even though he had to get one from Buffalo, they truly are perfect.

After a year of marriage, Matt and Diana seem to be doing as well as expected. From all accounts, they've begun a very prosperous life together, and will have lots to celebrate for years to come.

And could Bryan have found a more perfect catch than Ginny? She's sweet, beautiful, and a blast to be around. Having them both in Las Vegas to celebrate was a genuine bonus for the weekend.

Somehow, we all found women way out of our leagues. Just don't tell the ladies... they might get smart.

Having Paul and Kerri make the trip was especially exciting for Rebecca, and getting to see Grace and Dawn after such a wonderful experience in Orlando was great for me. I wish we could have seen more of each other.

I'm excited to have two new sisters-in-law, and look forward to getting to know them, as well as Tres and Tyler. Tres is in the picture long-term, and hopefully Tyler will get locked in soon. They're a fun group of people to be around, and I'm so happy it will continue.

For Tres' parents to attend was wonderful. Jeanne and Dennis have been so kind to us since we met a couple years ago, and have offered a beautiful friendship, and soon, a wonderful new family. During our engagement weekend one year ago, they gave us use of their condo in San Antonio, and Jeanne has made it very clear that any assistance needed will be handled with exceptional care. It was great to see them again.

We had aunts, uncles, and grandparents make the trip, and it was wonderful to see them all. We were especially happy to see an uncle whom I have in Florida and haven't seen in almost three years, and Rebecca's Aunt Donna from Minot, North Dakota. We understand it was costly, but to see everyone truly made the day more special. It's difficult for the both of us, since we're so far away from our family, so the time we spend together is very precious. I cannot convey how much we miss everyone and cannot wait for the next opportunity to be together.

Getting to see my brother, and seeing his life going in the direction that he's been hoping, absolutely brought enough joy to my weekend, that everything else -- with the exception of marrying my new bride -- was a bonus. He's worked hard, gone through tough times, but never given up. I have been so proud of him in recent months, and have no doubts that he'll be as successful as his potential will take him. I was so happy that he was with us to share this special day, and cannot wait to stand alongside him when his day comes, as well.

At the reception, Nate's speech was everything I expected from the person I chose as my best man. It was thoughtful, sincere, and painted the perfect picture of what it's like to be around Rebecca and I everyday. I cannot express how appreciative I am of his humor, advice, hard work, and friendship. He truly is my best man and my best friend.

For our honeymoon, Nate's parents gave us use of their timeshare which allowed us to take the trip to Mazatlan. The generosity found in Steve and Bev is plentiful, and while I hope we can someday pass along their kindness, their example is a lesson for us all. I hope they know how much they mean to us, as well as how special they made us feel. They're genuine, exceptional, and we're profoundly blessed to have them in our life.

And finally, to our parents. We cannot express enough appreciation for what they've taught us. While my parents near their 28th anniversary, and Rebecca's parents celebrate their 25th, the best we can promise is to take their lessons and make them proud, because over the course of our lifetimes, they've given us so much to be proud of. They have set a precedent that give us a solid foundation, and their love for each other shows us how to make our marriage prosper. With their guidance and support, we cannot fail.

Seeing Rebecca's father walk her down the isle, singing to Rebecca with my fraternity brothers, cutting the cake, riding the roller coaster at New York, New York in our wedding attire, and spending a week in Mexico are memories that we cherish forever. We want to thank each and every one of you for making it such a special time.

Keep us in your prayers -- that's the best gift you can give.

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Thursday, May 10, 2007

You Can't Take My Freedom...

Less than two weeks until the big day, and luckily our planning seems to have been fairly good.

It appears Rebecca has to find a hair stylist, and I have a few last minute decisions to make, but we're ready to go.

I can't wait for the wedding. It'll be great to see my family and friends, party in Vegas, get a vacation, and voluntarily give away my freedom. Thankfully, I can't wait to marry this woman.

I have no doubt that she'll be my rock for the rest of our lives. Let's just hope she can put up with me.

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