Work in Progress
Okay all you haters - Yankee phenom Joba Chamberlin was arrested for DUI and it's funny but my wife said - "Oh you'll hear it on the blog now."
And rightfully so - getting behind the wheel of a car after drinking is a stupid move and one that deserves ridicule. Twenty-one years old, making millions of dollars, and not being able to find someone to drive you around after you've been drinking?
The root of the problem being that you feel as if you're above the law. We'll see what Joba says about it and how he handles it. Hopefully he makes amends and pays the price. I'd hate to see him blame the media for bad press - like Lynch did, but hey, they're both young men who need to get it right and make better choices.
I always joke with my wife that half the reason I got married was so someone was there to drive me home from weddings and get-togethers where I go overboard. The other half of the reason is so I can finish off the meals she orders at restaurants. A flimsy premise on which to spend your life with someone, but it's worked so far.
Last night, over birthday drinks a friend of mine figured out how many days I've been on the earth. 16,060. "It certainly seems a lot longer than that," he said. "We're just a blip on the screen, you know?"
A couple of minutes later we discussed a man who died at the age of 50. "Man, that ain't right," my buddy said. "Around that age you just sort of get around to finally figuring it out."
Of course, there are people who figure it out much sooner and still others who never really get it.
Every day, I remind myself that I'm still a work in progress, and when I think about Joba's arrest, and yes, even Marshawn's hit and run, it suddenly dawns on me that the imperfections of the rich and famous are certainly magnified to teach us piss-ants, that there's a lot more work to be done.
I'm going to need about 20,000 more days to get it right.
And rightfully so - getting behind the wheel of a car after drinking is a stupid move and one that deserves ridicule. Twenty-one years old, making millions of dollars, and not being able to find someone to drive you around after you've been drinking?
The root of the problem being that you feel as if you're above the law. We'll see what Joba says about it and how he handles it. Hopefully he makes amends and pays the price. I'd hate to see him blame the media for bad press - like Lynch did, but hey, they're both young men who need to get it right and make better choices.
I always joke with my wife that half the reason I got married was so someone was there to drive me home from weddings and get-togethers where I go overboard. The other half of the reason is so I can finish off the meals she orders at restaurants. A flimsy premise on which to spend your life with someone, but it's worked so far.
Last night, over birthday drinks a friend of mine figured out how many days I've been on the earth. 16,060. "It certainly seems a lot longer than that," he said. "We're just a blip on the screen, you know?"
A couple of minutes later we discussed a man who died at the age of 50. "Man, that ain't right," my buddy said. "Around that age you just sort of get around to finally figuring it out."
Of course, there are people who figure it out much sooner and still others who never really get it.
Every day, I remind myself that I'm still a work in progress, and when I think about Joba's arrest, and yes, even Marshawn's hit and run, it suddenly dawns on me that the imperfections of the rich and famous are certainly magnified to teach us piss-ants, that there's a lot more work to be done.
I'm going to need about 20,000 more days to get it right.
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