Joey's Thoughts

Happy Halloween!!!

I have so many Halloween stories from when I was a kid. I wish that I could tell them all right now… But the thing I remember the most is the nervous anticipation as night began to fall. Putting on my “Chewbacca”, cowboy or pirate costume and knocking on that first door of the night… I miss it so much that it makes me want to cry.

Now I dress as Chewbacca everyday!

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Here is your Halloween treat.

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Trading Card Tuesday will continue next week… You can guess who is next can’t you?

Jack-o-lantern

Fun with fire

So the bon fire at the Chuck Hagen farm was pretty sweet. There were a TON of kids that love to video stuff… Check it out.

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I am finally going to get to carve my 2006 jack-o-lantern (a.k.a. Joe-o-lantern) tonight… I will also be viewing (at least) the first 35 minutes of “The Nightmare Before Christmas”… Pictures tomorrow.

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As I am typing this, a midwestern father is raking leaves into a pile (outsde my window), while his daughter is sitting in a tree swing and going as high as she can on a beautiful fall day… She has stopped his progress several times to ask for a push and to (what I can only assume) ask if she can jump into the pile when he is finished… I hope she gets to.

Moments like that would make being a father pretty cool.

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While at the farm last night, I stole several moments for myself after visiting the (pee) tree… On these moments, I took a stroll through memories from my childhood and the many trips my family used to take to this place.

After one lap around the old farm house I reached the nice grassy area between the barn and the house. It was amazing and spiritual to hear the crunching of leaves under my feet and the childlike feeling of wanting to shuffle my feet to make the sound even more intense… So as I shuffled around the fallen leaves in the pitch dark of the evening, I stopped to think about the fact that my grandmother passed away in the back room of that house… I stood there for several minutes and thought about the fact that I never knew her and what she might think of what I have become… I got very teary eyed; and then realized that someone might feel that way about me someday.

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I used to say that if I could only have one superpower, I would pick flying… I now think that I would want the power to truly live as another person and see the world from their point of view… Truly experience things the way that they experience them, see the world as they see it and interpret things the way that they do.

I think that would ROCK… I would be called “Wise-Man”, because I would see the world from so many different points of view… As opposed to now, were I am called “Wise-Ass”, and have the power of B.S.

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It got into the 80’s today… Beautiful Indian summer day.

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Congrats to Sam & Misty. You got hitched one year ago if you remember.

Cardinals

Congrats to Ryan and his Cardinals… You are no longer a sports loser like me. I know you will miss it.

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Off to a bon-fire/weenie roast at Uncle Chucks farm tonight… I am going to bring the video camera and try to make family members do crazy shit.

Tomorrow should be a fun posting.

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From “What About Bob”

I am a rock.

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< << I posted this on November 16, 2005... Just wanted it to be read again. >>>

Art Wednesday

This is a quote from my favorite movie, “American Beauty”. The lead character, Lester Burnham states the following after his death… ((Janie is his daughter and Carolyn his wife))

[narrating] I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn’t a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time… For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars… And yellow leaves, from the maple trees, that lined my street… Or my grandmother’s hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper… And the first time I saw my cousin Tony’s brand new Firebird… And Janie… And Janie… And… Carolyn. I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me… but it’s hard to stay mad, when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst… And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life… You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry… you will someday.