That's My Boy!

This is my son, Jackson.  He will be turning 4 this August.  He is the funniest guy I know.

Here are a few quotes from him.

[While praying] "And thank you God for killing all the dinosaurs so that we don't have to worry about them.  And thank you for making toy dinosaurs."  He LOVES dinosaurs.

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"C'mon! I don't care for this!" (for what?) "Cleaning my room!"  Spoken like a true child.

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Jackson: "I can't drink it! (milk)  There are kids in there!"

Me: "No there aren't."

Jackson: "I know...I was pretending."

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See any kids in there?

Jackson: "Brooklyn hit me."

Me: "Why?"

Jackson: "Because I hit her."

Love the honesty.

WOW!!

So you go to the zoo and you want to take a picture of the animals with your little kid.  Say cheese!!
 

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So you've had enough of animals getting it on and ruining your pictures, so you decide to take a trip of a life time.  You go on a tour of the countryside, on the back of an elephant, then WHAM!!!

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I don't think the tour guide was ready for that. 

First Day of "Summer"

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Jackson has grasped the idea that I go to work, to get paid, to have money to spend on him...I mean our family.  When I put him to bed he will sometimes ask, "Do you have to go to work tomorrow?"  Yesterday I got to tell him that I didn't have to go back to "work" for a long time.  (No more summer school, trainings, conferences).  Rebecca was with him as I walked out of the room, and he said to her, "But he needs to make money!"

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Sell, Sell, Sell

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There is slight hope that the McCourts will have to sell the Dodgers.  At this point I'm desperate for any hint of a possibility that the Dodgers will be freed of the McCrooks.  

According to an article found here, the McCourts are running out of money.  Frank has been borrowing money from whomever he can to get cash.  He has big bills that are outstanding on a personal level.  He has not paid ANY taxes in the six years that he has owned the Dodgers (isn't that a crime?)  When he bought the Dodgers from Fox, he had to borrow money from Fox to get the deal done.  This guy is apparently worth close to a BILLION dollars.  But he has NO CASH.  

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To me he is a fraud.  I don't see how he can have such extreme debts when he is worth this much money.  (It seems like he has greater debt than what his assets are worth.  Doesn't that make him broke?) Now granted I don't know a ton about finance, but it seems like if you need money, and you don't have the money IN the bank, then you SELL stuff to get cash.  Cash is KING!

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So Frank, instead of borrowing hundreds of thousands of dollars from family, friends, and associates...sell properties to cover your backside.  If you are in a hole (debt), you can't get out of that hole by digging deeper.

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How about selling the Dodgers.  That should take care of most of your debts.  But my guess is that he will still find a way to be in trouble.  Call Dave Ramsey and get some help buddy.

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Frank took out a loan against the Dodgers' future ticket sales to the tune of $390 MILLION!!!  One may wonder what the heck is he going to do with all that cash??

Maybe he'll surprise everyone and use that to address needs on his team, you know he is the owner after all.  Maybe he'll spend money on a big free agent (Cliff Lee).

My guess is he'll use that money for personal use...like settling his divorce.

OR to help pay his two sons a total of $600,000 for doing NOTHING.  His sons are on the payroll.  So what do they do?  One has another full-time job, so probably nothing.  The other is attending grad school.  Valuable employees right there.

 In June, The Los Angeles Times reported that the McCourts secretly paid Vladimir Shpunt, a 71-year-old who said he was a scientist and a healer, more than $100,000 to help the Dodgers win by sending positive energy from his Boston-area home.  

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He is driving the Dodgers into the ground folks.  Someone needs to stop the insanity!  Judge, please step in and order the McCourts to sell the Dodgers.

Mark Cuban to the rescue!!!

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Name The Movie (Dirty Dozen)

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Name the movie from the quotes.  First person who gets all of the quotes correct will win a guest post on this blog (retail value at $10,000). no cash value

1)  "Can I borrow your towel for a sec?  My car just hit a water buffalo."

2) "How do you get fired on your day off?"

3) "Is this Heaven? No, it's Iowa."

4) "Senior citizens, although slow and dangerous behind the wheel really can serve a purpose.  Don't you go dying on me!"

5) "Your island?  You mean Ireland?  Yeah, it's MINE."

6) "Well, um, actually a pretty nice little Saturday, we're going to go to Home Depot. Yeah, buy some wallpaper, maybe get some flooring, stuff like that. Maybe Bed, Bath, & Beyond, I don't know, I don't know if we'll have enough time."

7) "HEY MOM! CAN WE GET SOME MEATLOAF?"

8) "You know, if my dog was as ugly as you. I'd shave his butt and tell him to walk backwards."

9) "I'm not really a farmer.  I'm a freshman."

10) "Listen, here's the thing. If you can't spot the sucker in the first half hour at the table, then you ARE the sucker."

11) "You know a lot of people go to college for seven years.  I know, they're called doctors." 

12)  "You can't forget, it's a sumo culture, Ted. They pay by the pound over there. Sorta like, um, tuna."

Sorry Kids

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Yesterday me and the family were shopping at Target.  Brooklyn was sitting in the "front row", while Jackson was in the section for all the stuff you buy.  We turn the corner out of an aisle, into a main thoroughfare, and then I smelled a horrific odor.

I then ask Brooklyn, "Did you go poopoo?" As I get her to stand up, Rebecca comments, "Is that her?  That reeks really bad."  So I check her diaper, and it's clean.

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Honestly, who checks a diaper the way shown for INCORRECT??

I digress...So after seeing Brooke was clean, I asked Jackson, "Did you fart?"

It smelled awful, and I was starting to think, "There is no way one of my kids is capable of this."

Then I notice a married couple standing about 4 feet away.  They are probably in their 50s.  As we are going through this dialogue I notice they start to walk ahead of us, but only a few feet farther down.  After I asked Jack if he was responsible for this horrid stench, I notice that the wife is a little blush, trying not to laugh.  Meanwhile the husband has a sheepish grin, which I knew exactly what that meant....

IT WAS ME!!!!!!

Well done sir.

We got a good kick out of it, but I'm sure not as much as that guy will telling his buddies how he ripped one in Target and two little kids got blamed for it