Blank

It's amazing how quickly the ideas for interesting posts disappear the moment I sit down to actually write.  I'm thinking of starting a list to carry around with me because the frustration is mounting.  In a bid to write about ANYTHING other than the cleaning that dominated my weekend, I'll explore the over used movie cliche of the underdogs coming back to win it all.

Yesterday's activities included watching television re-runs of D3: The Mighty Ducks (because I can never resist watching Joshua Jackson) and the 1992 hit movie Cutting Edge, staring Moira Kelly as skating diva Kate Moseley and D.B. Sweeney as rough-around the edges Doug Dorsey, a pro-hockey player sidelined with a career ending injury.  While both movies are extremely high in the cheese factor, they both explore the trials and tribulations any underdog faces - formidable opponents, the will to better themselves, even the chance for romance. 

Underdog characters are those that the common person can relate to.  They aren't the popular jock or cheerleader - they are the quiet, nerdy, nobodies that rise up to become somebody.  They are characters worth supporting because they are just like you.  This is the exact reason we love watching movies about underdogs.  We all hope that we can be just as successful with the problems in our own lives.

Checkpoint

It's the one week mark and I'm still on track.  It's slightly surprising when you consider how late in the day I sometimes post.  To be honest, it's been much more difficult than I thought it would be to sit and write here every day, especially on a day like today when all I want to do is burrow under the covers with an old movie or sit by the fire with a good book.  However, there is laundry to be done, dishes to be washed, and garbage to take out.  It's amazing how six people can make such a huge mess when alcohol is involved.  These are the consequences when you have friends like mine and I really wouldn't have it any other way. 

I've spoken to a few of my friends about my project here and we've all come to the same conclusion.  It's been a week and you can tell I'm still waiting to hit my stride; I'm missing focus and purpose.  While I could try to limit myself to certain topics, I think that kind of defeats the purpose of why I started this in the first place.  This isn't a place for me to develop one particular style of writing or to expound my expertise on a certain topic.  The point of this project is to get me back into the habit of writing every day and to give me an outlet to express my thoughts, no matter how trivial or inane.  Though, I do like to think most of my thoughts and ideas have substance.  I hope you'll stick with me as I try to find my footing and figure out exactly what this blog will become.

On that note, I'm off to run another dishwasher cycle and put through another load of laundry while the Canucks battle it out with Detroit.  Back tomorrow with more random reflections for your reading pleasure...

The Quicker Picker-Upper

Is it bad that I laughed
when I read "Pick-a-Size"
under the Brawny Guy?

So I've always wondered who actually uses paper towels to wash dishes or rub out stubborn spots like they do in the commercials.  It always seemed a little ridiculous to scrub dishes with a flimsy piece of paper towel when there's a perfectly good sponge in your kitchen.  This was before I had to clean out our dreaded coffee maker in the office today.  With all the little steamer pieces and internal cracks and crevices filled with mushy grounds, I decided to put the towels to the test.  While they are impressively durable, my one sheet was not up to the task.  I'd say it got about 2/3 of the job done though with is pretty impressive and way longer than I thought it would last for.  It'll never replace sponges and rags in my kitchen, but it's nice to know those silly commercials aren't a total lie.