a little treat for my generation

the nickname game is on

PDub? I'm not sure. that's what is in the lead so far for my new nickname. Here's the thing though. I don't really feel comfortable saying, "ok, that's the winner, that's my nickname." there's something disingenuous about that. So the real winner is when I start getting called something. So if you see me on a regular basis and you think I should be called something like Pauly Haug-O-licious, you've got to make it happen. If you're embarassed to say it, that's a good gauge that I'd be embarassed to be called it. You all make the call though!

Gettin' funky with the Prez

I know what you're thinking; President Bush got a mosquito down his pants while in Africa for Malaria awareness day, but no. He's actually dancing. Good thing dance rhythm is not a requirement for holding political office.

give me a nickname

Okay, so here's the deal. I was talking with a Liz and Rhonda last night after choir practice and realized that I am un-nicknamable (that's right, it's a word, at least it is now). Throughout my life I have given people nicknames that have stuck without getting one back. I have been around other nickname givers who I would say are in the same boat. For those of you who know him, what do you call Mike Berk? See, you can't do it. Here at the church there are people named DMac, Kmac, DCam, DLove, what am I supposed to be called, PHaug? Come on, let's get serious. So I'm throwin' down the nickname gauntlet. Here are the rules: 1) The name has to stick! 2) It has to be something that people will embrace and that I would be proud of as well, otherwise you're just laughing at me and that's not cool. 3) It has to be creative (for years I was called just by my last name, which worked, but come on, that's not a nickname. I contend that it can't be done! Prove me wrong!

Dairy Queen Commercial

Jenn and I were hanging out with our friends, Micah and Erica , the other day when we started talking about funny commercials (I know, we're lame). The natural jump from this conversation was to find these funny commercials on YouTube. Here is the result of this search.

I was lame. Now I'm back.

I have not posted since March 9th. That is a month long absence from the blogosphere and I confess I have not minded so much. There are good reasons for not blogging, like planning my wife's surprise birthday party, planning and rehearsing for Easter, my in-laws coming in to town and a whole mess of other things. needless to say, it has been pretty busy around here. However, I am back and badder than ever(okay, I'm probably not badder than ever, I just kind of wanted to say that)! Anyhoo, I thought if I was going to jump back in I needed to do it with both feet. I needed to write about something that has some bite to it ya know? So where do I go when I need to find something good to write about? I steal it from Dana. He sent me this email and I decided taht this would be what pushed me back to the blogspot. Enjoy. Imagine you are a veterinarian working at a local zoo in Taiwan. You're going about your day; enjoying life; working with animals and living out your dreams. Just as you are thinking "my life can't get any better" you go to feed one of those beloved creatures and BAM!!! A friggin' crocodile bites your stinkin' arm off!! Okay, working at a church during Easter is not that bad.