I just started the 'slow-clap'

in my living room.

There was no one around to get it going into full-on crazy clapping/shouting. But still, it felt good.

Jeff Garcia will start

Dan Dierdorf just announced that Jeff Garcia WILL START for the Tampa Bay Bucs.

I would like to announce that Jeff Garcia WILL START for Mario C.

RIP, "Horsey"

I just threw away Evey's pinata, which she called "Horsey." She loved that damn thing.

Bad karma? Probably.

Thing is, she started ripping it apart. We had papier-mache all over the place. (I really need some extra accents in this post... papier-mache and pinata appearing in the same post. What's next, resume? I'd like to buy an umlaut, Pat.)

I would have taken a photo of the Horsey, but every once in a while, Evey likes to scroll through the photos on the blog with us and tell us who's who. I need her to forget about Horsey, so having a photo of him on the blog would not be good.

(But, if it turns out my team needs some good luck late in the game... Horsey may come back from the dead and be sitting next to me during Monday Night Football...)

Keeping my mind off the game

By cleaning the house.

While I'm vacuuming, I start questioning my running back situation. Should I start Kevin Faulk? It'll be snowing in New England, they'll need to run the ball... Ugh. I already have a bad feeling because I benched one of my must-start backs, Chris Johnson, in favor of Lions RB Kevin Smith. Johnson goes up against Pittsburgh's D, which is just ruthless. Smith goes againt New Orleans, and they're desperate not to finish 0-17...

I HAVE to start Stephen Jackson at San Fran.

Smith or Faulk?

Fast fact that should make no impact on my decision: the last time I won a league, it was behind St. Louis stud Marshall Faulk.



Maybe I need a Faulk in my line-up to win?

SHUT UP, SETH, SHUT UP!!!!!

fantasy football championship

I'm driving myself crazy. I'm in the fantasy football championship this weekend, and I'm obsessing over it this morning.

There are some stakes here... loser gets $100, while winner gets $400. So yeah, I'd like the $400. But Jeff (Heiman) has already played Peyton Manning against me, who went for 30 points on Thursday. Meanwhile, my QB all season, Kurt Warner, finds himself in a no-stakes game in Boston where it's just dumping snow. My other choice? Thigpen in KC. Normally I'd play him, but... I've got bad feelings about that game.

I picked up Jeff Garcia off the waiver wire. Right now, I'm starting him. He's playing at home (in Tampa Bay) against San Diego, who has a horrible pass D.

But, like I really have any control over this crap anyway.

That's why I'm blogging right now. I've decided to share some of my psychosis. As Evey will allow, I'm going to "live-blog" the matchup between the LeCompton Hoodrats (Jeff's team) against Mario Chalmers (my team). As of this writing at 10 a.m., I'm trailing 38-13. Jeff had Manning play on Thursday and Bradie James last night. I had Maurice Jones-Drew play on Thursday.

Mere moments ago, I was feeling defeated, like I had no chance. But on 96.5 FM's "Resurrection Sunday" program, they just played R.E.M.'s "Superman." And now I feel like I can do this... like that was a sign, my team will overcome adversity!



Let's go Mario C!

Thanks, Axl. P.S. YOU STINK!!!

Well, the results are in. Guns n' Roses vs. AC/DC.

AC/DC. In a LANDSLIDE.

What can I say? I thought people would be curious about this G'n'R record. I was wrong. So were a majority of the voters on this site! Hell, 10 people said G'n'R would outsell AC/DC to the 4 who voted for AC/DC to come out on top.

The numbers? Well, that graphic tells it all on the top 40 albums list. "Chinese Democracy" sold an anemic 261,191 copies in its first week. Taylor Swift (whoever that is) sold more copies of his or her album "Fearless" in its THIRD WEEK than Chinese Democracy sold in its opening week.



Specifically to the bet... AC/DC sold THREE TIMES MORE copies of "Black Ice" (800,000+) than "Chinese Democracy" (260,000).

OUCH!

The cool thing about this? People voting with their dollar. People are sick of Axl Rose and his antics? Then don't buy his album. And they didn't. Happy with AC/DC and how they've stayed true to their sound and their fans? Then buy their album. And people did.

(I'm not going to make any argument about people illegally downloading these albums, or listening to it for free on MySpace, or anything. Money talks, bullshit walks.)

So, what did Adrianne win, and what did I lose? Well, I lost some dignity (I like to pretend I'm some music maven, but apparently I don't know jack) and Adrianne wins the luxury of me dumping the smelliest, grossest trashcan in the house -- the upstairs bathroom trash -- for a full month. So whenever she sees it getting past half-full, she can play the "Black Ice" card and my "Chinese Democracy" stupid ass will be hauling that can out to the trash. In the snow. At night time.

Thanks, Axl.

Adrianne would like to thank the three people who supported her and voted in favor of AC/DC. In fact, she asked that I name them on the blog and recognize them for their courage, their wisdom, their savvy.

But the truth is, the voting is anonymous. I know not who voted for AC/DC and who voted for G'n'R. (Well, I do know that Travis voted for AC/DC, while I know Marlan voted for G'n'R. Adding even more fuel to their rivalry. Congrats, Trav!)

This debate -- which has been lively and fun -- reminds me of http://www.fantasymoguls.com/. It's like fantasy football, but instead of buying football players, you buy movies, and the box office receipts are what decides the winners and losers. It's very simple, yet very fun. If you'd like to join our league (which both Trav and Mar are members of), email me and I'll get you involved.

And so ends the AC/DC vs. G'n'R debate. Now, if you'll excuse me... I have to take out the trash.



To those about to rock... WE SALUTE YOU.

"Moment, moment"

OK, so I teased this last week, I'm sure it won't live up to the hype. I'll try anyway.

Evey's picking up words at a fast rate, as you can imagine. Sometimes the words are imperfect, so we have to ask ourselves, "What word is she trying to say?"

About two weeks ago Evey looked at me and Adro and said, "Moment!" We were like, "Uhm, OK... what do you need a moment for? Are we bothering you? Who taught you this word?" It didn't sound like something she'd have picked up at Elvira's. "One moment!" That's not their style.

Then she started saying, "moment, moment!" We're still baffled.

Finally, Evey was asleep in bed with Adrianne when she pops up, still half-asleep, dreaming. "I like to moment-moment," Evey sang. Then she laid back down, falling asleep.

Adro hadn't watched Madagascar yet, but she knew enough about the movie to know there was a song in the movie that Evey liked. Adro asked me what the song was. "I like to move it," I sang to her (I really dig Madagascar, I'm a sucker for buddy movies though).

Evey was standing right there. "I like to moment-moment," she sang back. We both started cracking up. Evey was asking to watch Madagascar again. It took us about two weeks, but we finally solved the riddle of "what is moment?"

If all of this is foreign to you, check out the YouTube video. Then, imagine my daughter jumping around shouting, "Moment! Moment!" with the video. It's good fun.

It's COLD

Answers to questions tomorrow... like, Chinese Democracy and "moment, moment!"

Baby Boom (Isabella) is here!

Congratulations to the Neutebooms, who welcomed beautiful little Isabella Jeanette to the world Sunday morning shortly after 6 a.m.! Isabella was 5 pounds and 15 ounces and breathtakingly cute. Baby, mom and dad are all doing great.

Me and Adro got to go visit the 'Booms only 12 hours after the birth of Isabella. Both new parents were beaming -- exhausted, yes -- but beaming nonetheless.

Evey can't wait to meet her new little friend, but she's going to have to wait a few more days until she's over her cough. But she can't wait!

Where's Jonesy?

Two days, no posts, what gives?

Too busy changing sheets after every time Evey vomits.

Yeah, she's sick. We're headed to the doctor at 1:30 to see what we can do.

Hasn't been very fun at the Joneses lately. Not much sleep, either. I'll catch up with the blog when Evey permits...

SJ

Some more birthday pics

Pictured: Jeff and the always dapper Greyson; Amelia and Evey with the pinata; Evey and Sadie cooking up something good with the new play kitchen.

I've got lots more b-day photos, I'll be posting them for a few more days...

Evey's been a little sick these last couple of days, she's been throwing up at night. Hopefully we can get some sleep tonight. At least she was healthy over the birthday weekend, you might remember she was in the emergency room for her birthday last year.

OK, see the pinata in the middle photo? Evelyn calls it her "horse" and rides it. In no way has this thing been beaten with a stick, like a good pinata should. No, it's treated like a pet. It's probably just a matter of days before I have the damn thing in bed with us.

The funny thing is, Evey won the pinata at church on Saturday. Grandma Judy took her to the Our Lady of Guadalupe celebration, and Great-Grandma Virginia bought some raffle tickets for Evey. What did Evey win? A BIRTHDAY PACKAGE. Talk about kismet. The B-day package came with the pinata, some birthday paper plates/napkins, etc., and even an ice cream cake from Dairy Queen.

TOO BAD WE HAD ALREADY BOUGHT ALL OF THOSE ITEMS!

Oh well, it was pretty funny that she won the birthday package on her birthday weekend. That's my girl.

Tomorrow, I have a funny story about Evelyn's new word, and what it actually means. The word? "Moment! Moment!"

Happy 2nd birthday Evey!!!

We celebrated Evey's birthday this weekend. She had a lot of friends and family over and she got a TON of gifts... I don't know what we're going to do for Christmas now.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY EVELYN MELOSA JONES!!! YOU'RE TWO!!!

Thanksgiving with the Joneses

Here's a shot from the dinner my mom put on for us... this is moments after KU beat Mizzou, so you may see some larger smiles than usual.

Also notice the giant bite of mashed potatoes that Evey was taking at that exact moment. And the careful eye will notice Darth Vader right next to Evey...

Care Bear

Evey's new favorite friend -- Care Bear.

She doesn't like the cartoon, but she does love her new friend. She asks for him all the time. He starts off in bed with her, by the end of the night he's face-down in the corner.

Sort of like me and Adrianne.

First birthday present

Evey got her first birthday present yesterday... a new play kitchen from Grandma Judy!