As I sit here tonight, reading the musings of my fav authors and sipping (ya, like I sip) one of my fav concoctions, I realized something…

This drink has no name.

Let me introduce you to… Tito’s Handmade Vodka and Diet Orange Sunkist.

Two immediate jokes come to mind:

“Yes, times are tough.”

and

“I know, my body is a temple.”

But the thing is…this drink has no name…you know, like, “Sex on the Beach”… or “White Russian”… or “I can quit, honey, just give me one more chance!!!”

So, will you help me name it? Drop me a comment, and share your genius…when I hear one I like I will lift my head off the toilet seat and give you a slobbering nod.

NEXT ORDER OF BUSINESS:

I have developed an award. An award like every other…an award like no other. An award to celebrate bloggers who have helped me get started, or who have tolerated me, or simply who have not gone so far as to ban me.

And yes, I do understand the knee-deep irony in nominating a Mormon in the same post as I ask you to name one of my fav alcoholic beverages…give me SOME credit, will you? But there is no denying this woman has been helpful beyond belief to myself and my newbie blogger comrades in starting sharing our gift (snicker) with the world (40 other people)…So help me congratulate…

CARISSA!! from Good and Crazy People…

Twittermom and Blog adviser, Carissa has been instrumental in helping me get HalftimeLessons going in one way or another, and I thank you. There are no 12 step program requirements to this award, and you are not asked to pass it along. I am simply handing it to wonderful people like you who help others. You seriously rock.

Allow me to adorn you with some blog jewelry below, and thank you, Carissa, for everything you do. You complete me… You had me at hello… Carpe dentum…seize the teeth. Go to the mattresses… My name’s Forrest… Ok…I am stopping.

Lake Powell. Were you ever in a moment, and realize right then that you would NEVER forget it? I spent a week on a houseboat with my family once, and had a week full of those moments.

I had originally written a post today called Tattoo Tuesday…the idea was to get all you tattoo owners to display your tattoos, tell their stories, and show the linky love to your blogs.

My wife had a problem with it. Out of respect for her feelings, I have taken it down.

Did you have a problem with the idea? Did I offend you? Let me know your thoughts.

And as one final tribute to a failed Tattoo Tuesday, take a look a this…My friend Tony sent it in. FANTASTIC.

Ladies, there are GREAT men out there.

Ok folks, I want to introduce you to my best friend, my right hand man, Printkey. Printkey is a freeware program that I have been using since 1998. That’s right, for 10 years. It is a tiny program that, once you execute it, sits in your system tray and waits for you to need it.

So what does it do? It allows you to take screen captures of whatever you are looking at your monitor, and quickly save them as some form of image file. In fact, you can even crop and edit them to suit your needs. You simply hit your “PrtScn” key, and you hear an audible “snap” of a typewriter key, and the program pops up with a picture of your desktop, which you can then edit to your heart’s content. Once you get the hang of cropping, you will be able to open up any image on your computer, hit your PrtScn button, crop the picture down to any part you wish, and save as a brand new image. INCREDIBLY easy.

I LOVE this thing. I have used it repeatedly…a thousand times in ten years. And it’s free. I have created a download link, and I hope it brings you as much joy as it has me.

After you click below, next click on the “free user” button, and simply wait for the resulting clock to run out. Then click on the download link. Good Luck!

Download Here

And check out my right sidebar for more Blogger How-to articles.

Talking nonsensically is an Olympic event around here, with my 4 yr old and I vying for the top of that podium.

But this morning, as she has sat down for a quick poopoo before heading off to school, our little game reached a whole new level.

She saw me run by the bathroom in my underwear, and shouted “I see your stinky bunners!!“…ironic considering her current activity in the restroom.

Then we heard, “I think I need the air on“.

My wife and I had a good giggle at this.

So I walked over to the bathroom to turn on the fan for her, and said with a smile “Miss C, you’re weird-o-rama.”

And she replied, without hesitation:

“You’re Barack Obama.”

I couldnt reply…mostly because I hit the floor laughing so hard…

And then she added:

“When I call you Barack Obama, you call me John McCain.”

I crawled away to find my wife, who I could hear losing it in the next room, and I heard behind me:

“Hey…I still need the John McCain air on.”

She doesn’t have a firm grasp of the issues, but I love that she is in the game.

And disheartened. And worried. Worried about this country, sure, but mostly worried about apathy, ignorance, and immaturity.

How hard is it to support your candidate without disrespecting the other?

We have weeks to go, and life in this country is challenging right now. Do we have to belittle each other over our beliefs?

Two separate people tonight I saw insulting the opposing candidate on Twitter and Facebook… not with facts, and certainly with no real understanding of the issues…they simply were saying ugly things about people who have dedicated their lives to serve our country in one capacity or another.

I don’t care what you believe. Pro this, against that, I could care less. They are your beliefs, and you are entitled to them. But to feel good about your candidate, is it absolutely necessary to insult mine?

Maybe the best thing we can do right now, as Americans, is show the world we can run our “model democracy” with some level of maturity.

Good luck to your candidate. And good luck to mine.