2nd Step into the Mind of a Magician

Apparently Oklahoma City never gets the memo that it snows here twice a year. Each time it does its like people have been flashed over the past year by that thing Will Smith carries in Men In Black. Its an anomaly as to why our roads cannot be cleaned because we don’t have the equipment yet every year we go through the same thing. It makes no sense, kind of like why you get those tongue zit type things or enlarged taste buds. If the taste bud is larger shouldn’t things taste that much better or worse, and why can you not pop them like a zit and why do they not scab up or flake off like the rest of the imperfections on my body. The only answer for this is that I swallowed them or they are still in my tongue. Needless to say Logan is buying us water, wine and all the other reparations for the incoming storm.




This brings me to the state of sports in American society. I do not think that people especially women should be able to participate in Super Bowl festivities if they have not watched a single football game all year. The Super Bowl is a reward and culmination of a fan watching games all year which signals an end to one season and starts the anticipation for the next. The people who freeload just the last game are kind of like a shitty dentist. They kind of cute but really she is only cute in a dentist assistant sort of way has to have her hands in your moth peeling plaque away, gagging you with those x-ray plates and then watching you spit as if your some sort of camel are the real football fans. Then dentist who comes in at the end pokes on a few teeth with that pick gets all the reward after really putting in no real effort. Borderline, make’s me sick. It’s also really hard to try to impress the 5/10 in the real-world but 9/10 for a dentist girl whilst you’re gagging on said x-ray plate and she is snapping Polaroid’s of your gums. Packers 31-24 over the Steelers.



This brings me to my last point of the blog, wrestling. Not that fake Greco roman, two men giving each other ring worms, while only parents watch, fake wrestling; I am talking about Vince McMahon, grown men trying to win a championship to reach the pinnacle of their profession wrestling. So what, watching it a my only vice, a guilty pleasure if you will that probably stems from a lack of solid core values brought on by too much Foxnews as a child. Wrestling can be compared to many shows that garner some of the largest rating on television so it astounds me that more people do not tune in every Monday to watch such beauty. Dancing the Stars is like wrestling in that it’s two men in a choreographed ‘dance’ except they have steel chairs and hot pants. Jersey Shore is like wrestling in that the raw emotion and the realness of the characters really resonates with the audience, and the whole fake tans man love thing. So I leave you with one thought, the world would be a better place is Israel and Palestine could win or lose the Gaza strip at WrestleMania in a loser leaves our land Steel Cage Match.



Take a little more curiosity out daily.

I will be taking over the blog posts from now on

So finally I have decided to resurrect this blog from obscurity and write it with a zest and hunger that only the namesake Curtis’ can bestow to it.  I know what you all are thinking right now, why do I care what this jackass has to say and even more, I have probably hung out with him and to a lesser extent her and they are pretty boring people except when he gets drunk and inappropriate and you have to laugh at him or else you will be so embarrassed he will be hard to look at.  It’s like that one time I reenacting my good friend Garin’s birth for his mother at a recent graduation party.
 
So I guess the main purpose of a blog is to muse about what has been going on in our lives and occasionally add a funny quip here or there to make it not seem like the truth.  Truth be told the truthful blog about the Curtis’ would be Monday night sat on the couch drank wine watched tv.  Tuesday-Friday repeat.  Saturday went out until the wee hours of 10:45 with the Wente’s currently our only friends in town came home drank wine on the couch and watched TV until we fell asleep.  If I have learned one thing in my 27 years of life its that to make a story good you just lie or tell it from an odd point of view to make it interesting.  So not only will I lie my ass off, not only to amuse myself but to transport myself into the fantasy life I have always envisioned.  Speaking of fantasy life is it not weird that most things can be looked at as needing to be bigger or smaller to make things better or worse.  Every night I look at my house, the TV, my bank account and Logan and do just that.  For couch sleeping sake I will not answer them here but needless to say; Joey just look down and you will know what I am talking about.
 
Writing this blog will surely offend a lot of people I know but I try to do that on a consistent basis anyway so I thought on my first entry I would apologize in general to everyone I have met, will talk about, will infer to, or will offend.  Sorry.  Since most of my opening entry has rambled about making entries I will share a small item in my head this week, am I being filmed like I am in the Truman Show.
 
It’s a question that can never be answered because if I asked anyone, they would be an actor and couldn’t tell me yet I always think Logan must make good money since she has a starring roll.  Was dating other girls like auditions to see who would get the lead.  I would also want to meet the casting director because he casted some odd people.  I did write an entire paragraph about a lady I work with, one of my friends and their casting but deleted it to save face.  So In conclusion think about how long the credits will be at the end of my movie listed in order of appearance.  Semen 1 played by himself Semen 2 played by himself.
 
After reading this you  no longer have to be Curious.