Hello!
So this morning was a busy one, okay at least for my wife. She had to get me up, prepare breakfast, drop the kids, drop the car for service. I also know that this morning I have an appointment with the occupational therapists, something about devices to make my life easier again.
But since I am more Zen now I will concentrate on this blog and not my future appointment.
So yesterday night my youngest daughter asked me a question that I had to think about the answer so that her curiosity would be satisfied.
- "Dada, why are you so fat?".
Good question! I could have brushed her off by telling her that I would answer that only if she told me why she was so ugly. But that would have lead into other questions and accusations of DNA plus I was still on a high due to the movie Independence Day the previous day. Also, my oldest daughter was hanging around just waiting for me to answer as if I was going to reveal the meaning of the universe. No, I'm smarter than that!
You know baby, daddy wasn't always like this, she gives me the dumb puppy look. No, before you and your sister came along the word fat didn't apply to me. Back then daddy was known as phat, that's P. H. A. T. do you know what it stands for?
- "No".
Well baby, it stands for Pretty Hot And Tempting. Yeah pumpkin! Your daddy was a hot commodity back in those days. Your sister and you made me what I am today. I used to have hair, I used to dress sharp, I was all muscles plus I was really really good looking. -And then people ask why kids are all messed up these days-
the oldest one being more mature quickly asks:
- "Well, where are all the pictures?"
My dear child, back in 1998 we had a mini ice age here in Québec. Unfortunately we lost all the pictures of how mommy and I used to look. But we were a site to see. Then you two came along and it was all downhill from there.
-"So what happened to all your muscles?"
Well sugar, with time and inactivity due to MS they became relaxant. This basically means that they are there but they're kinda sleeping. So if one day daddy decides to wake them up, it will take only a couple of days before Mr. muscles would show up again.
Where do I come up with these answers? I'm good!
If my kids end up being like calamity Jane or Thelma and Louise it's their mother's fault. If they somehow end up being famous and rich I probably had something to do with it.
As for my answer, I'm almost certain that they didn't believe an ounce of what I said but it was worth a try.
So much for good weekend
Monday, October 4, 2010
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Weekend dream
Hello!
I hope you guys had a great weekend like I had. Weekends are usually pretty boring on TV, nothing really to see. But this one was different, Saturday I vegetated in front of the TV and the computer all day long. So what was so good on the TV?
My favorite movie of all times was playing, Independence Day!
This movie was filmed in 1996 and I have probably watched it over 20 times already. Why? Basically because I'm a sucker for fights between us and them, meaning aliens versus humans. Also, the pep talk the president has with the pilots before they go on and kick aliens ass. I kind of made it my life motto since I watched it. So it started my brain thinking:
- "what would I do in case we ever get invaded and they want to annhiliate us?".
I tell you what, through this blog I want the world to know that even if I am disabled I am volunteering my soul and body to any organized subversion against a destructive alien invasion. What does this mean? It means that any army of the world who wishes to use me in any military campaign against an alien invasion, is more than welcome to do so.
-"Well what can you do Mr. Guzman?".
I tell you what, they can fix up my wheelchair with machine guns and voice command so that I can attack any alien spaceship.
-"Mr. Guzman, you will go at the corner of Rome and San Francisco and blow up that alien spaceship."
I can see myself doing this:
Me: "Destroyed that alien spaceship."
Machine: "was that destroyed rat with kids?"
Me: "no destroyed that alien spaceship"
machine: "sorry was that destroyed truck with three?"
Me: "no"
machine: "was that a yes?"
Me: "no"
machine: "was that a yes?"
Me: "NOOO!"
Machine: "thank you destroying truck with black sheep."
My career as a potential hero would be over and I would be remembered in history as the most useless soldier that ever was and the world would have lost six black sheep, a black truck and a human. Aliens 1 humans 0.
Speech recognition has made very big advancements but it's still not perfect, trust me I worked with this for several years. Dragon has made my life much much easier when it comes to using the computer but before you read my blog have to spell and re-spell my post.
So all in all to say that I had a good weekend watching TV and seeing TV on the computer.
-"can they placed a nuclear bomb on it so you can drive it to a spaceship and blow it up?".
Yeah wait, what?!? No, no, no! I will not be made a martyr. Now I will stop blogging about Independence Day all I can say is that I will not go quietly into the night, I will not vanish without a fight, I am going to live on! MS will not take over my life.
Plus the dog whisperer is coming on and I'm working on a plan on how to use his techniques for dogs on humans. I'll be able to say quiet to my wife and kids and they will have to obey me or say sit.
Have a Wonderful day
I hope you guys had a great weekend like I had. Weekends are usually pretty boring on TV, nothing really to see. But this one was different, Saturday I vegetated in front of the TV and the computer all day long. So what was so good on the TV?
My favorite movie of all times was playing, Independence Day!
This movie was filmed in 1996 and I have probably watched it over 20 times already. Why? Basically because I'm a sucker for fights between us and them, meaning aliens versus humans. Also, the pep talk the president has with the pilots before they go on and kick aliens ass. I kind of made it my life motto since I watched it. So it started my brain thinking:
- "what would I do in case we ever get invaded and they want to annhiliate us?".
I tell you what, through this blog I want the world to know that even if I am disabled I am volunteering my soul and body to any organized subversion against a destructive alien invasion. What does this mean? It means that any army of the world who wishes to use me in any military campaign against an alien invasion, is more than welcome to do so.
-"Well what can you do Mr. Guzman?".
I tell you what, they can fix up my wheelchair with machine guns and voice command so that I can attack any alien spaceship.
-"Mr. Guzman, you will go at the corner of Rome and San Francisco and blow up that alien spaceship."
I can see myself doing this:
Me: "Destroyed that alien spaceship."
Machine: "was that destroyed rat with kids?"
Me: "no destroyed that alien spaceship"
machine: "sorry was that destroyed truck with three?"
Me: "no"
machine: "was that a yes?"
Me: "no"
machine: "was that a yes?"
Me: "NOOO!"
Machine: "thank you destroying truck with black sheep."
My career as a potential hero would be over and I would be remembered in history as the most useless soldier that ever was and the world would have lost six black sheep, a black truck and a human. Aliens 1 humans 0.
Speech recognition has made very big advancements but it's still not perfect, trust me I worked with this for several years. Dragon has made my life much much easier when it comes to using the computer but before you read my blog have to spell and re-spell my post.
So all in all to say that I had a good weekend watching TV and seeing TV on the computer.
-"can they placed a nuclear bomb on it so you can drive it to a spaceship and blow it up?".
Yeah wait, what?!? No, no, no! I will not be made a martyr. Now I will stop blogging about Independence Day all I can say is that I will not go quietly into the night, I will not vanish without a fight, I am going to live on! MS will not take over my life.
Plus the dog whisperer is coming on and I'm working on a plan on how to use his techniques for dogs on humans. I'll be able to say quiet to my wife and kids and they will have to obey me or say sit.
Have a Wonderful day
Friday, October 1, 2010
Aztecs... Catholics... Chinese
Hello!
Good whatever to all of you except that person that sent me a nasty e-mail yesterday regarding the double beef burrito from Taco Bell. Let it be known that my mother had nothing to do with it. So my blog is about to start and it's going to show that person that there are different theories regarding the origins of Mole.
So yesterday I got a nasty e-mail telling me that I should read about the subject before writing on it. This person was dissatisfied with the description I gave about the Mexican dish mole. I was chastised and given a historical lesson on that savory dish. Apparently mole's origins were Catholic. I'm writing this blog to inform that person that there are two theories when it comes to this dish.
First theory
The e-mail writer is correct. Hundreds of years ago there was a convent in Puebla that was going to get a visit from an archbishop. The nuns were freaking out because they had not prepared food for his visit. A nun created a concoction that included chocolate, different peppers, bread and other condiments and gave it to the archbishop with turkey. The archbishop was pleased and the nun had created the first mole dish ever.
Up to now I cannot dispute that the origins of mole came from Catholicism. Good old nuns, they were good for everything: teaching, nursing, cooking... Jack of all trades! But now comes my second theory.
Second theory
Apparently (I use this word a lot), when Cortez came to Mexico Moctezuma prepared an Aztec dish for the European crowd thinking they were gods. This dish was called “milli”,Nahuatl for sauce, mixture or concoction. Plus they knew about chocolate, so chances are that they used it on their food.
So what if the theory is that a nun came into contact with mole and made it famous by serving it to the archbishop.
So as you can see my little fat friend, I don't make these things up. I know about them, I married a Mexican Aztec. But it doesn't matter, for all I know this is probably a Chinese dish! Yeah! What if Marco Polo when bringing home pasta from China also noticed an obscure dish called 痣 that the Chinese brought over to Mexico thousands of years ago when supposedly used to rule the seas. The Aztecs looked at it and called it “milli” because there was no other name for such a dish. Came the Spaniards nuns and serve the dish to the archbishop making it famous in the old continent.
So friend, don't get your feathers all ruffled up for nothing. You probably didn't know about the second theory or the third. I hold no grudges against anybody and I hope you don't either.
Have a great day people
Good whatever to all of you except that person that sent me a nasty e-mail yesterday regarding the double beef burrito from Taco Bell. Let it be known that my mother had nothing to do with it. So my blog is about to start and it's going to show that person that there are different theories regarding the origins of Mole.
So yesterday I got a nasty e-mail telling me that I should read about the subject before writing on it. This person was dissatisfied with the description I gave about the Mexican dish mole. I was chastised and given a historical lesson on that savory dish. Apparently mole's origins were Catholic. I'm writing this blog to inform that person that there are two theories when it comes to this dish.
First theory
The e-mail writer is correct. Hundreds of years ago there was a convent in Puebla that was going to get a visit from an archbishop. The nuns were freaking out because they had not prepared food for his visit. A nun created a concoction that included chocolate, different peppers, bread and other condiments and gave it to the archbishop with turkey. The archbishop was pleased and the nun had created the first mole dish ever.
Up to now I cannot dispute that the origins of mole came from Catholicism. Good old nuns, they were good for everything: teaching, nursing, cooking... Jack of all trades! But now comes my second theory.
Second theory
Apparently (I use this word a lot), when Cortez came to Mexico Moctezuma prepared an Aztec dish for the European crowd thinking they were gods. This dish was called “milli”,Nahuatl for sauce, mixture or concoction. Plus they knew about chocolate, so chances are that they used it on their food.
So what if the theory is that a nun came into contact with mole and made it famous by serving it to the archbishop.
So as you can see my little fat friend, I don't make these things up. I know about them, I married a Mexican Aztec. But it doesn't matter, for all I know this is probably a Chinese dish! Yeah! What if Marco Polo when bringing home pasta from China also noticed an obscure dish called 痣 that the Chinese brought over to Mexico thousands of years ago when supposedly used to rule the seas. The Aztecs looked at it and called it “milli” because there was no other name for such a dish. Came the Spaniards nuns and serve the dish to the archbishop making it famous in the old continent.
So friend, don't get your feathers all ruffled up for nothing. You probably didn't know about the second theory or the third. I hold no grudges against anybody and I hope you don't either.
Have a great day people
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