I've finally found something in all the noise about climate change that finally poses the questions I've been wondering about in this important debate: are humans to blame for climate change? and, can we do anything to stop it? Watch this and tell me what you think in the comments.
"Community Partnership for the Homeless"
"AID -- Association for India's Development"
But I saw one charity that caught my attention, and promises to become a mainstay of my charitable giving. 
Just read an article from Wired's Epicenter blog that lists Austin as the blogging capital of the US. I'm glad that me and the esposa contribute to Austin's connectedness. In fact, we Austonians are trying to keep on the cutting edge of bloggery, and are throwing around a new name to replace "blog."
Yup, I love my "online journal" or "blournal" as I like to call it (you'll notice I've changed my title to reflect this trendy change).
You know that we're friends if I've shared the recipe for my mother's delicious spaghetti. It's my favorite meal by far, and if you try it, you'll never be able to eat another sauce again. I'm serious, it will set your expectations so high that any other sauce will disappoint.
That being said, I have found one spaghetti recipe that comes close. You can check it out here (trust me, it's worth the visit).
Okay, not really, but I am a big deal in Puerto Rico, South Africa, England and Italy. That's right, using Google Analytics I've installed on this blog to track traffic, I've seen people visit the blog from Guaynabo, Puerto Rico; Milan, Italy (thanks Jordo!); Leeds, England; and Cape Town, South Africa.
I have no idea why I'm getting traffic from these diverse places, but I'm going to have to start modifying my content for an international audience! I think my next post will be in England-English! G'day mates!
In case you're not using the Google Reader to follow my blog, you'll notice I changed my layout. What do you think? Better than the black one? Too busy?
Tell me in the comment section.
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I normally would just put this on my Google Reader shared feed, but it's so amazing that I need everyone to watch this amazing video.
I found this video on the Best Week Ever blog, where they describe the clip as follows:
...the trumpeteer is a girl named Stacey Hedger, who appears on stage wearing the finest black unitard with silver sparkle-fringed sleeves the 1980’s had to offer. And just when you think you’re about to be blown away by her unbelievable horn skills… she proceeds to pump out the most cacophonous, ear-splitting rendition of the Star Wars theme imaginable. Thankfully, this doesn’t stop her from using her trumpet as a deadly blaster!
This is why I love the Internets:
Sunday was Katie's bday. And by "bday," I am not trying to abbreviate the name for the French undercarriage cleaner (perverts), I am referring to the fact that she celebrated the completion of 25 years of life.
While me sleeping most of Sunday afternoon cut into the weekend's festive mood, we were able to plant the herb garden (I refuse to leave the 'h' silent and hope you'll respect my pronunciation while on this blog) that Katie has wanted for a long time. You can read Katie's description of the event here, as well as see some pictures.
I do feel somewhat guilty for taking a jab at Katie by calling her "old," but it's only fair, since every time we talk about my age (27, thank you very much) she starts into the "wow-you're-almost-thirty" routine.
So what if I find more and more gray hairlings (they're small) every day? So what if I complain about being stiff the morning following a jog? So what if my lack of a daily abdominal workout is finally resulting in the gradual increase of my belly? I'm a man! (Great video link, it's worth the 30 seconds)
Sorry for not posting the last few days, I'm having the worst allergy attack I've had in 10 years. I'm told that Austin is one of the most allergy ridden cities in the country, and that after a few years you start to develop really bad allergies no matter what. That really sucks, and I thought I'd be lucky since I went through YEARS of allergy shots as a kid.
The only "fun" part about these allergies is that I took two Benadryl on Sunday afternoon and subsequently slept for 17 hours; 13 of which were consecutive. I haven't done that since college, and despite missing work on Monday and getting nothing done around the house, I was pretty proud of myself for sleeping that long.
At this point, I think the only way I'm going to make it through tonight is by shoving wads of toilet paper in my nose, which guarantees that I'll snore, which guarantees that Katie is not going to sleep, which guarantees that neither of us is going to happy tomorrow.As I described in an earlier post, another Todd tends to exist right around the time my alarm goes off each morning. I prefer the Todd that exists when I'm going to bed, the Todd that tries to set unique, staggered alarm patterns to try to wake up the lazy Todd the following morning.
That Todd recognizes all the work that needs to be done the following day and sets goals on how to get it all done. Unfortunately, it takes a few hours for that one to emerge the following day.
I think the secret in life is switching the two Todds. That way the morning Todd sets goals and gets things done, and the evening Todd goofs off and has fun.
What are your split personalities?
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Katie and I decided to be a trucker and his pregnant bride for Halloween last year. Aren't we cute?
What are you going to be for Halloween this year?
This weekend marked the end of my whirlwind college recruiting tour that took three weeks of my life and left me with a few more frequent flyer miles and a couple of extra pounds from all the restaurant food. I can't tell you how good it feels to sleep in my bed with my wife and my teacup chihuahua by my side.
That's right, this is our Chihuahua, Bella. Think of me what you will, but I love this little dog. She doesn't bark, she sleeps most of the time and all she wants to do is be near you. I hope my kids are this easy...
