Andy Pettitte, a pitcher for the New York Yankees has said he won’t play for them for a one-year, $10,000,000 (Yes that’s TEN MILLION) contract. He is stating this because the previous year he made 16 million. I would like to formally announce to the Yankees that I am able to make that sacrifice, and unlike many professional athletes I believe I can feed my family on that – for the rest of my life… So I’ll waiting for my contract offer, I mean I don’t even play baseball and done really like the sport, but I think that an offer like this can change my mind on both.

Hey everyone, I just found out that if you go to the link HEREÂ you can get a free photobook through Snapfish sponsored by Oprah. I know, it’s Oprah, but it’s also free and Snapfish is a good company…

But you need to hurry because you have to start your book by tomorrow (November 14, 2008) and finish it by Sunday (November 16, 2008).

So get on it!

Here’s my tag thing from my Heather. Here follow the rules:

Rules; 1 Link the person who tagged you. 2 Mention the rules on your blog. 3 Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours. 4 Tag 6 other bloggers by linking them.

Link to the person that tagged me : HEATHER
Unspectacular Quirk #1:
I have a fear that my death will come by undue pressure applied to the end of my sternum, thereby breaking off the tip. This will in turn puncture my lungs and cause my own death by suffocation. Just writing this makes me want to create an impenetrable device to protect my sternum from anything that could come remotely close to doing it any damage. This fear has caused me to spend many nights sleeping on my stomach to protect myself from any sternum-breaking monsters.
I’m also fearful of my jugular being punctured in some freakish way.

Unspectacular Quirk #2:
I occasionally have sudden and severe drops in blood sugar. They don’t happen like they did in my teenage years. But they do happen still from time to time. When they come on I get shakey and light headed and feel like falling over and the only cure for these usually is a big glass of milk and a peanut butter and jelly or honey sammich. This is usually triggered from some form of rigerous exercise and getting wet, say like when I used to play basketball in the driveway and the sprinklers would be on – instant hunger attack (my name for these events).

Unspectacular Quirk #3:
I love basketball – most of the time. But sometimes I also hate basketball. It can make me feel super, after I get done playing on occasions I have so many endorphines pumping that I feel like I’m floating. I also have times when I do things and I’m just like “Wow, I just did that” – this doesn’t happen much any more, but it still does occur. The other times, and I have no idea why this is, the endorphine high doesn’t come and I feel like a poop sandwich. I feel horrible and I just am mad at basketball of all things. Either way though when I get done playing, whether I feel like I’m floating on clouds or in the bottom of a toilet I have motivation to get back on the court and get better. This is something that I have always had playing the game from the time I was eight and it’s weird to me, especially on the poop occasions…

Unspectacular Quirk #4:
I’m a Polish grammar nerd. When I was on my mission in Poland from the time I was in the country I would always catch the grammar errors my companions made and would correct them to myself. It got to the point where people we were meeting with would laugh each time they caught an error because they knew I would be whispering the correction to myself.

Unspectacular Quirk #5:
I don’t like to eat fish, well cooked fish anyway. If you give me sushi though I with any kind of raw fish I will gobble it up like holiday chocolates.

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Unspectacular Quirk #6:
When we switch from daylight savings time to standard time in the fall and it gets dark so much earlier I automatically start feeling the effects of S.A.D. (seasonal affected disorder, where you feel a off because of lack of exposure to the sun). I honestly feel like parts of my brain have a dark sheet draped over them for the whole late spring and winter. But now that I have the little bright lights of Aleksia, Cooper and Ella the effects aren’t as strong…

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I tag Mark (my bro) and Skip (also my bro), I don’t have the links to their blogs if they have them, but the have been tagged…

So, last night I had the strangest of strange dreams that I have ever had. I hope I can convey this night-time oddity that my mind thought up just to demonstrate to you all why I fee as though this is worth sharing. One of the reasons I feel like sharing is because of the vividness of the whole thing. Even right now, after a few hours since waking up I still can see the whole sequence playing out in my mind as if it was something I had really lived through. And here we go…

Begin dream:

It’s close to 2 a.m., and I’m really tired. I really want to go to bed, but as happens frequently in our house Cooper wakes up and is upset and is having trouble getting back to sleep. I go pick him up and sit down on my bed to help him get back to sleep. While doing that Heather comes in and starts getting ready for bed – you know brushes her teeth, finds her book she’s reading, the normal stuff. Then I realize something, it’s really light outside for being 2 in the morning. So I look out the blinds and Cooper asks “Why it not night time outside?” I reply with “I don’t know Cooper”, but then I look up and the moon is huge and so bright, it looks about 5 times the size it usually does when it’s full. Then I realize that I’m not the only person who has noticed this. People all up and down the street are outside looking around to see what is going on and why it’s so bright outside. Now one thing about this dream is that things are a little different in my brain world than they are in the real world. In my dream we have no back-door neighbors (I’m sure that would make Heather happy) and our house is turned so that the rear of the building faces the direction of the Army Depot (west), where in real life we do have back-door neighbors and the back of our house faces North. But in the dream this gives us the best perspective on viewing the forthcoming events.

I notice a few people I know outside and I’m about ready to go talk to Jeff Zaleski, a friend of mine that lives two houses over when I see something. It looks like something is coming out of the Moon. I stare at this object and realize it’s a huge meteor as it starts to burn as it enters the atmosphere. The rock gets closer and closer and it is about the size of a mid-sized SUV by the time it crashes down to the west of us just a couple of miles away. As I see the rock about to hit I tell my family to take cover, but the impact doesn’t cause much to happen around us and the strange thing is that upon impact the newly landed meteor begins to roll, rather than being stuck into the ground. My brain rationalizes this to be because of the angle at which the rock hit. As it rolls it begins to damage homes and other buildings, but then comes to rest.

After this I glance up at the sky and again I see a meteor that is headed toward the ground, but his one is much much larger, it is about as big as a city block. However as it comes down it breaks up into several smaller peices. This time we are all together and I am sure that the impact will cause the ground to shake. As the peices crash down some hit and embed themselves into the ground and others roll causing more damage. Now all of these chuncks of meteor landed far far away from us. Much farther away than the first, but we do feel the ground shake as the peices hit.

So I find Aleksia now who some how found herself to our family room and was laying on the floor with a little bed she made up for herself with a blanket and a pillow. I ask her “Aleksia if you’re sleepy why don’t you go lay in your bed?” She says to me “I can’t find my bedroom Papa”. So I go to where her bedroom should be (which in this dream is around on the back side of the house, in a completely different place from where it actually is). And the reason she can’t find her bedroom is because it’s not there any more. That whole part of the house is missing and there’s a trail through the yard and what used to be Aleksia’s room where one of they rolly meteors went right on through. This meteor also desroyed our deck (I always wondered why we don’t have one, but I guess now I know). There are live wires all over the place.

Now I go out around a field behind our house (where the back-door neighbors should be) and start asking people if they saw what happened to our house because it seemed that none of the peices of rock were close to us at all and the strange thing is that people that had been standing there through the whole thing saw nothing. I also realize that I should have heard something when the end of my house was crushed by a rolling space rock, but I can’t think too much about that now. I have to kill the power to the live wires that are sitting out there right next to the puddles that are being created by ruptured water pipes.

I go to the basement to the breaker box and look for the switch that would kill the power to that part of the house and find a button that is conveniently labeled “back corner” which I flip and the live wires (which are actually waving about, this is a dream after all) are live no longer. I then turn off the water so I can go reassess the damage in a safe way.

I notice that no other houses in the area show any signs of damage. However everyone in Tooele is now standing around our block and they’re all stunned by what has been happening. I go to find Jeff – my neighbor – when I glance to the side and I notice a strange creature that I have seen before. It is green with reddish-brown spots. It stands just over 6 feet tall and has a mouth that is similar to a duck’s bill. It has a round body with 4 legs and 2 arms. I realize that this is a creature that I created in SPORE. I then begin to think “This isn’t some kind of cheesy invasion like they show in those stupid movies is it?” But I don’t see this creature or anything like it for the rest of the dream. It seems that I was aware enough to turn my dream from a bad movie into something else, just a dream…

So now I am walking around holding Ella as I talk to everyone to see what they saw and if they know what I should do about my broken house when Jeff (my neighbor friend) says he’ll see what he can do to help out. Once everyone around sees what has happened to our house and that we have the 3 cutest kiddles in the world that we need to take care of we all of the sudden have an army of contractors, construction workers and just people in general coming over to help us get thing back in order.

Now keep in mind that it’s still the middle of the night, around 2 a.m., but these people just keep coming and helping. And not only do they help get the electricty and water situations taken care of and start to rebuild the part of the house that is missing, but they start to remodel our house too and just keep asking us if we’d rather have a huge jetted tub in our now larger master bath room.

I wish I could describe how the house looked when it was done, but I woke up before I got to see the end product or come to conclusion as to why a shower of meteors was seemingly coming from a much closer moon and falling in Tooele. I will say this though, in this dream world I made many new friends as they worked so hard to not only restore, but improve our meteor stricken home.

I am sure there are details that have already started to fade. I should have written this right after I woke up… I will say this though, I have had a lot of dreams in my life and some that are pretty crazy, but this one stood out because there are a very very few that seem so real to me at the time I was laying there with drool dripping on my pillow. It’s one where you sit there and think “is this supposed to mean something to me, or am I just insane?” I’ll say that insanity is probably a small part of the equation… Where’s Joseph when you need him?

Any way that’s my story for now, you may not think it was worth all the words I used to document it, but it was to me and it’s my blog so I get to write whatever I want.