The Airzooka

You know how parents like to joke that sometimes their kids play with the box more then the toy that came in it? I think the same thing holds true for older "kids" too...just not as literal.

Take the Airzooka for example. My sisters boyfriend Gary gave me one for Christmas this year. He also gave me a surfboard bag that I really wanted. The surfboard bag is much more expensive and quite a bit more substantial then the $10 Airzooka. In other words the Airzooka is analogous to the "box" for the surfboard bags "toy", and just like a three year old I can't get enough of the box.

If you don't know what an Airzooka does, it's pretty straight forward. It shots a puff of air across the room. I know, it sounds a little bit like the box doesn't it. I'm telling you though, it is amazing. Every office should have one.

Thanks to Gary...ours does.

John Weisbarth: Computer Engineer

You know how they say you learn something new everyday? I'm sure it's true to some degree, it's just that most days what you have learned isn't always that obvious. Today was not one of those days.

Today I learned how to put more memory and a bigger hard drive into my computer. I realize that on the dorky scale that registers pretty high...it's not like I changed the timing belt on my car or anything. But when you think about how much I use my computer, being able to upgrade it on my own is pretty cool.

It's like a farmer souping up his tractor...only not as dirty.

Christmas: Part Deux

If getting presents and celebrating the holidays is good (and it is), then doing it twice is better. With both my sister and I away for the holidays, Debra in Michigan and I in Michigan City, today was the day we celebrated with our family.

I don't know if they just missed us or what, but we made out like bandits when it came to gift time. All of us really, even my Mom who is next to impossible to buy for. There were lots of highlights when it came to presents, but truly the best part was getting to spend that time with my folks. Even if it was a few days after Christmas, it still felt like Christmas...and I could tell it meant a lot to my parents to have us there.

Admittedly, we are here for every other holiday, but Christmas can be a tough one to miss, for both of us. Maybe the Weisbarth's are just greedy when it comes to certain things?

I can live with that.

Home Sweet Home

After 7 days in the snow and the cold, I have to admit it was nice to be back in sunny Southern California. That is not to take anything away from the mid-west, I absolutely loved having a white Christmas and enjoyed the hell out of my time there. It's just that I am from Southern California and 70 degrees and sunny without a cloud in the sky "feels" like winter to me.

In fact, December and January are two of the best months to live in San Diego. There is just enough rain sprinkled in between gorgeous days like this to keep things green and crisp and beautiful. The mornings are cool and the nights can be cold, but it's flip-flop weather all day.

After all, snow shoes just aren't all that comfortable.

Bon Voyage

To be honest, sometimes I have a plan for what my "picture of the day" is going to be for a particular day. Like I knew the day that I interviewed Mark Walhberg...he was going to be in my picture for that day. Sometimes though the idea I have doesn't work out...those days can be tricky.

Sunday was the day Megan and I left Michigan City to fly home, and I had it in my head to take a picture at the airport and the massive holiday crowd. Only problem was, it wasn't there. Our travel this Christmas was a breeze.

So as it turned out, a much more fitting picture of the day was our last holiday shot with Megan's parents. We had a great week in the mid-west and her family spoiled us rotten. Plenty of food, booze and laughs...not to mention some great Christmas presents.

So to my most faithful reader Mrs. Riley, I say thank you once again for the great hospitality...I'll see you in a month.

A Holiday Tradition

Getting married changes your life in a lot of the ways...one of them is how you spend your holidays. Unless both of your families are from the same town, there is a pretty good chance you're going to be away from one side of the family for Christmas or Thanksgiving or Arbor Day...but that's not what I'm talking about.

Obviously where you physically spend your holidays will change, but what I'm talking about is what you do for the holidays. At a certain age you start to develop your own holiday traditions. It doesn't happen all at once and sometimes it's hard to even perceive the changes from year to year, but make no mistake about it, it happens.

In 50 years when historians look back at the Christmas of 2010 I'm sure they will all agree that was the year that the Weisbarth's & Riley's first began the great Nerf wars. Our last presents of the day today were 4 semi-automatic Nerf dart guns and safety goggles. What followed was pure hilarity...sprinkled with a touch of athleticism.

In the end there were a lot of laughs and a lot of smiles, but more importantly I'm pretty sure a tradition was born.

White Christmas

For the first time in 34 years my parents are spending Christmas without their kids. Not that it was their choice, it just happened that way. Eventually the torch has to be passed...as my Dad put it, "We had a good run."

I have been gone for Christmas the last 3 years, but this is the first Christmas my sister Debra has been gone as well. But as luck would have it, she ended up 37 miles away from where I am spending the holidays with my in-laws. So Debra and her boyfriend Gary made the short trip to Michigan City today to hang out for a little bit.

We had an incredible lunch and played some cards, but the highlight was a snowball fight between Debra, Gary and I. The west coast beach crew versus the mid-west guy...we crushed him.

Thank goodness Debra played 10+ years of softball.

Michican City

On Thursday Megan and I left the city for her parents house in the suburbs. Michigan City (which is actually in Indiana) is not the town Megan grew up in, but it is where her parents have retired, so we go there every Christmas.

Megan's mom is what you would call an awesome entertainer. In fact, it's her specialty. So it came as no surprise that the Riley's house was full of neighbors and friends on Thursday night. Lot's of stories, plenty of laughs, and a great time all around.

Bright Lights...Big City

Wednesday night was our big night out in the city. Drinks with the some friends, dinner at a swanky restaurant downtown and then a nightcap at "English". Just your typical mid-week evening in the city...we're so metropolitan.

The Magnificent Mile

Traveling during the holidays can be challenging to say the least. Bad weather, long waits and frustrated travelers seems to be the norm...not the exception. So if you're going to travel somewhere during the holiday season it sure is nice to travel some place cool. For Megan and I that "some place" is Chi Town...and it's definitely cool.

One of my favorite places in the city to get in the Christmas spirit has got to be Michigan Ave...aka "The Magnificent Mile". Not to be confused with the "Mile of Cars" in National City, the Magnificent Mile is a tribute to high end commerce and capitalism dripping in holiday nostalgia. Nothing against the Mile of Cars, it just doesn't have the same feel.

With nothing to do today but enjoy a white Christmas and try to stay warm, Megan and I walked the mile, hit the shops and generally got into the holiday spirit. It was great. It was cold...but it was great.

So That's How Santa Does It

Megan and I traveled back to Chicago today for Christmas and you'll never guess who we ran into at the airport...Jolly Saint Nick himself. Apparently Santa Claus has picked up some extra work this holiday season with Southwest airlines and the Windows 7 people.

The details of all that are complicated and not really that interesting, all you need to know is that Santa was at the airport today talking pictures. Unfortunately, neither Megan or I had enough gumption to actually sit on Santa's lap but he was probably better off for it.

On the plus side, I might finally get that pony I've been asking for all these years.

It's a Sign of Royalty

Megan and I went to lunch with the Farley's today at our favorite little deli in Hillcrest...the T-Deli. As it just so happens, the T-Deli is right across from the Hillcrest Farmers Market, so after lunch we walked around checking stuff out. As I discovered earlier this year the Farmers Market is only about half full with farmers, the other half can best be described as craftsman.

One of the booths run by said craftsmen featured a manikin with a rather large neck...which made me feel strangely drawn to it. In case you hadn't noticed, I have a rather large neck myself. I'm pretty sure in some culture somewhere on the planet a long neck is a sign of royalty. Wherever that culture is I can guarantee you one thing, the manikin and I are going to retire there.

I hope it's somewhere with a mild winter.

Martini's

An old friend of mine Jack Gates used to say that a martini is like a woman's breast...one's not enough but three are too many.

I went to a "martini" party last night at my dear friend Sue Botos' house and this is how the night wrapped up. Sue in her wedding dress, me in my festive red sweater and both of us sporting a dramatic expression.

I'll leave it up to you to figure out the martini count on your own.

A Nunu's Christmas

For my money there is no better bar in San Diego around the holidays then Nunu's. Don't get me wrong...Nunu's is always great, it's just more great this time of year. Lights everywhere, a tree and plenty of holiday cheer...all of which adds up to the perfect spot to have an impromptu Christmas Party, which we did.

As it just so happened the sports landscape lined up perfectly on Friday, meaning the Channel 4 Sports crew was able to tape our 11 o'clock show early and head up to Nunu's for some good old fashioned revelry. Unfortunately, not everyone could make, but the crew we did have took it upon themselves to make up for any of the fun that might have been absent.

The best part is, nobody ended up in the corner wearing a lampshade and only a few glasses got broken. Success.

Prime Time

According to the experts at Wikipedia, a man named Richard Fain gave Deon Sanders the nickname "Prime Time". As the story goes, Dick and Deon used to play basketball as kids during the prime time hour and Sanders' athletic display during those games won him that title.

Now's he's Prime Time because he's on the NFL Network. Today, Deon and his pals were at Qualcomm Stadium for the Chargers - 49ers game and I'll say this...Prime Time still travels in style. The setup for the pre-game and postgame show on the NFL Network was absolutely top notch. Tons of cameras, a huge crew and the set was even on hydraulics.

I wonder who I need to talk to about getting that for Postgame?

Glory Days

In 1992 the Coronado High School soccer team won the Harbor League title for the first time in years. That meant we qualified for the CIF playoffs for the first time in years...and we even won a game. That victory got us into the semifinals against Mission Bay High School, who beat us 2-0 on the strength of two goals by Aaron Susi.

Today I interviewed Aaron on the show.

You see after high school Aaron went on to star at San Diego State where he was a 2-time All-American and now he's the captain of the San Diego Sockers. That's the 11-time World Champion Sockers.

The reason I mention it is because basically he has me to thank for all his success. I was a defender on the '92 CHS soccer team and it was my shabby defense that no doubt contributed to his two goals...thus propelling him to a life of soccer accomplishment.

You're welcome.

Christmas in a Cup

I'm not a big coffee drinker, and it's not because I don't like the way it tastes...I'm just not that into hot drinks. Soup doesn't rock my word either.

On occasion though, if the weather cooperates, I'm game for a little coffee. Today was such a day...though I'm not sure you can call what I had "coffee". It was more like Christmas in a cup...a really sugary Christmas.

White Elephant...Meet Rainbow Trout

As you may recall Megan and I went to a White Elephant Holiday party this past weekend where she received the creepy mask. What you don't know is which White Elephant gift I got...well you probably have a guess now.

However, unlike Megan's scary mask that will never see the light of day, I rocked my White Elephant gift on TV last night for everybody to see. It's a little something I like to call integrity. You see when someone gives you a gift it's important to show your appreciation for it...and what better way to do that then to embarrass yourself on TV?

Can't wait to see the ratings!

It's A Wonderful Life

I know a lot of people think the Jimmy Stewart/Donna Reed classic "It's A Wonderful Life" is a boring old movie that gets way overplayed this time of year. In my opinion they are half right...it does get overplayed at Christmas. As far as the allegation that it is a "boring old movie", it is my contention that most of the people who say that have never actually sat down and watched it through from start to finish.

"It's A Wonderful Life" is a wonderful movie!

I first saw it in my high school English class (thanks Mr. Mayfield) and have made a point to watch every Christmas since then...and I'm not afraid to say that I cry every time. I can't help it, I love it at the end when the whole town rallies behind George Bailey. It just puts me in the holiday spirit like nothing else can.

My present to all of you this year is the challenge to sit down and watch this movie from beginning to end. Find a free night, get cozy on the couch and give it an honest view...I'll bet you love it.

Serendipitous

The Merriam-Webster online dictionary defines Serendipity as " The faculty or phenomenon of finding valuable or agreeable things not sought for".

I define it as the best White Elephant gift ever!

Recognize that mask? Here's a hint...look up. That picture was taken last year at the Clarke's Christmas party. The one of Megan and I (yes that's my lovely wife) was taken this year.

There were probably 40 people the Clarke's house on Saturday and everyone of them had a chance to draw this gift, but the hands of fate delivered this ultra-creepy mask to Megan. I don't know how else to explain it...pure serendipity.

Windows to the Soul

There seems to be a lot of debate over who first commented that "the eyes are the windows to the soul", but this much is clear...those are some mysterious souls behind those windows.

Piercing.

Building Party

The fact of the matter is, ever since the economy went into the crappy a lot of companies have stopped having holiday parties. It's a bummer but I get it. If skipping the holiday party means Gus in accounting gets to keep his job, then I am all for skipping the party.

That has been the case for Channel 4 for the last few years...this year included. That is what makes the building holiday party all that much more sweet. 2 hours of sliders and quesadillas getting washed down with light beer.

Now let's go make some news!

First Dance: The Sequel

Even though I have explained to my wife that we are only having boys once we decide to start a family, she still felt it was important to get her wedding dress professionally preserved. Just is case we have a daughter she tells me.

Whether we adopt a Somalian baby girl sometime in the future or not, I tend to agree with my wife...mainly because I know it is important to her. So we packed up the dress tonight to have it shipped away to the preservers, but before we stuffed it into a cardboard box, we had one last go at it.

Look, I know it easier to find a teenage girl who has never heard of Justin Bieber then it is to find a bride that doesn't look great on her wedding day, but my wife may have set a new standard. She was absolutely gorgeous. To put it simply, she wore the crap out of that dress!

So just for old time sake she put it on one more time and we danced to our song in the living room. I even remember most of the steps.

The Offseason

People always ask me what I do in the offseason and I always answer the same way, "I'm on Channel 4 every night doing sports...thanks for watching." The point is I don't have an offseason, I'm just like everybody else, I work year round.

Okay maybe not like everybody, a lot of the athletes I cover do get an offseason...but it's not a vacation. I interviewed the Washington Nationals Stephen Strasburg today at SDSU and while we were making small talk while the photographer set up, I found out just how busy Stras was. It's not the kind of busy that you and I know, he wasn't stressing over TPS reports and spreadsheets, all he was concerned about was the future of his career.

When Strasburg was born the gods reached down, touched his right arm and turned it into a lighten bolt. The only problem is that triple digit fastballs tend to strain the ligaments in your elbow. When they blow out, you need surgery. When you need to replace the ligaments in your pitching elbow, your pitching career is in jeopardy. That's what happened to Strasburg last year in his first season in the majors. That also means this offseason he is working his ass off to get his arm back in shape and his career back on track.

I don't know, all of a sudden TPS reports don't seem that bad.

The DMV Sucks

As an elementary school student in America in the 1980's, I had more then one Social Studies book describe to me how people in Communist Russia had to wait in bread lines for hours just to get some food. The lesson was always something about how government run food stores were terribly inefficient because they didn't have any competition or free market pressure to improve. They were the only game in town so if you wanted bread...you had to stand in line.

I have no idea how accurate that lesson may have been, but it was the first thing that jumped into my mind this morning when I rolled up on this line at the DMV. Believe me, that is only the part you could see from the street. Once you got inside the waiting really started.

I had an appointment and it still took me 45 minutes to renew my licensee...but it was better then the 2-plus hours I would have spent in that line. The thing is I made my appointment more then a month and a half ago. That's a long time to drive on an expired license.

I don't know whose fault it is but the DMV sucks! It's almost like they know they are the only game in town and no matter what, you're going to wait because you need to drive. On second thought I do know whose fault it is...I blame the USSR.

Oh Christmas Tree

The holidays are all about tradition. I realize that not everybody celebrates the same thing during the holidays, and even those that do, celebrate in a lot of different ways. One of the neat things about getting married and starting a family is that you get to start your own traditions for this time of the year.

For Megan and I those traditions have been pretty modest so far. Because we don't have any children yet we spend our holidays with our family. Thanksgiving with my folks, Christmas with hers. Still, we do get a chance to put our own spin on Christmas. That's not to say we do anything unique, but we do get to start our own traditions a bit. Namely...picking out our Christmas tree and decorating it together.

Pick up the tree at Home Depot, but the Yule Log DVD on the flat screen, pour some rum into the eggnog and trim the crap out of that tree.

I told you it wasn't unique, but it has become a nice tradition for our little family.

Tis the Season

The Holidays are a great time of the year for a lot of different reasons, but my favorite has got to be the parties...and not for the reasons you think. Yes I enjoy the holiday cheer and yes I have been known to enjoy some seasonal candy from time to time, but the reason I love holiday parties is because it's all about hanging with friends.

Presents are great. Time off from work, a definitely plus. The smell of a fresh Christmas tree in your living room, to die for...but goodwill towards man is what the season is all about for me. It sounds corny, but people are just nicer during the holidays and I love it.

It's just like Bill Murray says at the end of Scrooged, Christmas is the one time of the year that people smile a little brighter and that is the true miracle of Christmas...because it happens every year.

Bright smiles and nice people make for great company at a party.

Victory!

On May 8th, 1945 the streets of New York City erupted in the euphoria of Victory. The great war was over in Europe, and while Japan didn't surrender until September of that year, the party was on. Sailors were literally grabbing women in the street and "celebrating". They couldn't help themselves.

That is kind of what it was like for my wife when I finally shaved my mustache off on Friday. To be fair, she was very supportive of my efforts to raise awareness for the fight against prostate cancer by growing out my 'stache, it's just that it wasn't her favorite look for me. I actually don't think she really minded how it looked...she just didn't like the way it felt when I kissed her.

Now that it's gone I decided to plant one on her as a thank you for putting up with my lip sweater for an entire month. Not a bad way to celebrate if you ask me.

What...No Funky Bunch?

Mark Wahlberg can be a little intense at times. This is a picture of him happy...I think. To me he looks a little intimidated, maybe it's the mustache.

Regardless he was very nice and more then happy to pose for a picture with me when we were done with our interview. If that is indeed "happy" he's wearing on his face.

The Paramount Lot

Top Gun, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Beverley Hills Cop (1 and 2), Planes, Trains and Automobiles, all the Indiana Jones movies and Forrest Gump. I think it's safe to say that Paramount Pictures has had it's fair share of hits over the years and that there has been more then just a little "movie magic" on their lot since opening in 1912.

The magic continued this week when I went up to LA for another movie junket...and this time my good friend Jaymee Sire was there too. We saw "The Fighter" on the lot and then we all went to dinner at Lucy's El Adobe Cafe across the street. I hadn't heard of it before, but given it's location directly across the street from Paramount, you can imagine how many pictures of stars there were hanging on the walls.

As always it was blast...I love the junket circuit.

The Hangover?

I don't know if it was a hangover from Black Friday or just the fact that it was a Tuesday night in November, but the mall wasn't exactly bustling tonight. Big John and I walked up to Horton Plaza to grab some dinner expecting to find a winter wonderland. However instead of Christmas Trees and carolers we found tumbleweed and wide open spaces. Not exactly the ideal recipe for holiday cheer.

No need to panic just yet mallrats...I have all the faith in the world that this holiday season is going to be a busy one. Everyone has an off day.

Here We Go Again

In 6 years under head coach Norv Turner the Chargers have only lost 5 games after the month of October, and they are still unbeaten in December. For a second straight year they went undefeated in November. The point is, 'tis the season for the Chargers to win a lot of games...and so far they have been keeping up their end of the deal.

For me that means Monday afternoon press conferences go much smoother this time of year. I mean, either way I'm going to do my job, a winning streak just makes it easier...and a lot more fun.

Thanks Bolts.

Chollas Lake

A few months ago on a Sunday the wifey and I drove to Jamba Juice for a smoothie...it was lovely. On the drive home (just because we're crazy like that), we decided to take a different route. That's when things got really wild.

Turns out we live fairly close to a lake (well a reservoir anyway), so we made a mental note to comeback sometime and explore. That "sometime" was Sunday, and explore we did. Two laps around the lake revealed a handful of Eagle Scout projects, a lot of people fishing (without much catching), and a ton of geese.

It was kind of like the Wild Animal Park with out the entry fee.

Facial Hair Formal

Has there ever been a more entertaining way to fight the battle against cancer? Probably...but we made a pretty good run at it anyway. The Facial Hair Formal was my first attempt at throwing a charity event and I am happy to say that, while it was a modest first go, it was successful.

For that I owe a huge debt of gratitude to my team of John Spriet, Brain Kim and Brian Jouan. Without those guys this event simply would not have happened...thank you gentlemen. Of course the other key to an event like this is actually having people show up. Without them, there might still be an event, it just wouldn't be a very successful one.

The group that we had on Saturday night was awesome. Everybody got it! There were great costumes, fantastic mustaches and the perfect attitude for our event. I had so much fun and I owe that to everyone who showed up on Saturday. Thank you guys, it really, truly meant the world to me.

Oh yeah, we even raised some money this year...$1,017 to be exact. Not too shabby.

Back on Track

After a pretty lengthy hiatus, the backyard is back on track...I hope. As you may remember I went into this project with the stated goal of doing as much of the work myself as possible. I thinking I should change my goal to doing as much of the work as "feasible".

Could I lay all the pavers in my backyard myself...yes. Is that feasible...not really. That's why I hired someone to do it, and today they started to lay the base. I know, thrilling right? But that's the point, it's not thrilling at all. In fact it's a lot of work...a lot of hard work.

I find it much easier to sit inside on the day after Thanksgiving and chat with my wife then shovel tons of dirt and rock. I don't, that's just me.

Turkey Bowl XVIII

Every year for the past 18 years (give or take a couple) a group of us have gotten together on Thanksgiving morning to play in the Turkey Bowl. The game has undergone some changes in that span...for better and worse. When we first started we were juniors in high school and the idea of playing anything but tackle football was ridiculous...I mean it's football right? Thankfully we have switched to flags since then.

We've also installed a perpetual trophy, an online draft and some new personnel over the years. The the best part though is the pre-game trash talk that usually starts a week or two before the game. The vast majority of us have known each other for the better part of 20 years and some of the friendships are closer to 30 years old. More then anything that means we have a lot of dirt on one another, or should I say fuel for the trash talking fire.

The emails that go back and forth before the game are hilarious, but not as hilarious as watching any of us try and walk the day after the game. Apparently playing football once year doesn't adequately prepare your body for the rigors of 90 minutes of exercise. Luckily the time frame does allow for plenty of recovery time.

For the record, 21-14 Team Weisbarth with Brendan Farley receiving just enough votes to edge Nick Cannon as this years Turkey Bowl MVP. More fuel for next years emails.

The More Things Change...

The two biggest social nights in my hometown are the 3rd of July and the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. It's pretty easy to guess why, everyone is in town and everyone is looking for something to do. That "something" usually turns out to be hitting the local bar scene for an unofficial all-class reunion.

The thing is, we're not 25 anymore. Not even close.

Look I have no problem with hitting the local bar scene on these big nights, no problem except that I would rather go over to a friends house and get together with the handful of people I really want to see in the first place. So that's what we did this year...for a few hours.

By 10:30 most of us had decided it might be fun to hit the bars, and you know what...we were right. The thing about only getting together with close friends is that you miss out on that random encounter with someone you haven't seen in a long time but are genuinely stoked to see. That's the best part of those two nights anyway, the random encounter.

Sure we're not 25 anymore, but maybe that's why it's more important then ever for us to get to the bars two nights out of the year.

Flan Appreciation

I've written about Tim Flannery before so you know how I feel about him. If you don't remember or if you're too lazy to click on the hyper link above, let's just say I am a big fan of Flan and working with him for 3 years at Channel 4 is one of the highlights of my career.

One of the things I enjoyed most about our time as colleagues was all the stories I got to hear. Baseball has such a rich oral tradition and the only way to really get some insight on the game of baseball is to listen to the people who played and coached it tell stories. Of course the best stories are the ones that come out over a couple of beers and some bar nuts.

That's exactly how I got to hear about the 2010 World Series on Tuesday afternoon. After taping some interviews for Postgame, Flan, Big John and myself went to the Field for a pint and some stories. It was much fun as you think it was...even better actually.

I love that guy.

Speckticles

You know how some people are always getting sick? That's not me. In fact, I'm the opposite. I don't get sick, I didn't need braces growing up, I've never broken a bone and I don't need glasses.

Of course that begs the question, why am I wearing glasses today?

I have two answers for that. First, they are not real...which I know sounds ridiculous. Believe me, I'm just getting warmed up. The real answer to the question of why I am wearing glasses today is because I feel like they make my mustache look more intelligent. (*Authors note: Can you tell I'm a little self conscious about my 'stache?)

Like I said, I know it sounds ridiculous, but am I wrong? Let's be honest, the glasses help...at least a little, right?

The Lake Show

I always assumed the LA Lakers got their nickname the "Lake Show" because, back in the 80's when Magic and Kareem and Worthy were running the court, they put on one hell of a show. That may be true but after having finally gone to a Lakers game at the Staples Center, I'm inclined to think the nickname has stuck because going to a Lakers game is like going to concert. A really big concert.

Don't get me wrong, the Lakers are as good now as they have ever been...and they completely outclassed the second place Golden State Warriors on Sunday. The thing is, the show they put on before the first tip is even thrown into the air is incredible. Dancing girls, a light show, a 360 degree video screen in the middle of center court and plenty of celebrities. Even with the American Music Awards show going on next door, Megan and I still saw Kim and Chloe Kardashian, George Lopez and Charlize Theron (we're all doing Thanksgiving together this year, it's not a big deal. I don't like to talk about it too much).

I'll be the first to tell you, I'm not a huge NBA fan, but I could used to seeing games at the Staples Center.

Gone Further for Less

The California Department of Motor Vehicles generally discourages motorists from driving in the rain unless they really need to. So while I definitely wasn't breaking any laws Saturday I'm not sure the DMV would have totally approved of our road trip to San Clemente to buy a new surfboard.

I don't care...Megan and I went anyway.

My buddy Nick works for Rip Curl, which affords him certain perks when it comes to purchasing merchandise. Perks that he is generous enough to pass along to hacks like me every once-in-awhile. So when he said he could sell me a brand new 9'0 Walden Magic Model with an EPS high density core and carbon fiber rails at cost...the wifey and I made plans for a roadie.

Sure I could have waited a few days and driven up when it wasn't raining, but then again, no I couldn't. I don't know if it's the time of year, with Christmas right around the corner, or that I'm just a big kid who can't wait to get his hands on a new toy, but there was no thought of waiting for the storm to pass.

I'm happy to report that the trip went off without a hitch, and that other then the board getting a little wet on the ride home (which I'm told is okay for surfboards), everything went as planned.

Thanks Nick.

Acqua al 2

Sometimes it just works out, ya know? I usually work until about 11:30 on Friday night's and then just go home and chill before bed. This Friday however we did our show early because we were following the USD - Boise State basketball game. That meant I was done by 9:30 and as luck would have it my wife was downtown with the girls having a drink when I got off the clock.

That meant that instead of being the old married guy who went straight home after work on a Friday, I got to be the old married guy who crashed a "girls night out" party at Acqua Al 2.

Better yet, I did it with a mustache.

Wing-Women

Marriage is all about supporting your partner, and nothing says I support you and your mustache like a wife sporting here own upper lip koozie. Don't get me wrong, Megan hates my mustache and is quite literally counting down the days until I shave it, but she supports my growing of it because of what it stands for.

How could a guy with a dirty top lip ask for anything more?

The Real Deal

I finally did it for real...as in "Just for Men" for real.

The thing about growing a mustache, especially if your under 40, is that it takes a certain amount of bravado to pull it off. That's if you can grow a Tom Selleck-esq mustache. If you grow a wispy, light haired mustache like I do, it's almost unbearable. That's why I took matters into my own hands.

After a dry run a few days ago, I made it official tonight. The only problem is I may have left the dye in a tad long. Not too long...just a tad.

We'll see.

Lunch

Every once in awhile I get inspired to fix myself a tasty little lunch, as opposed to going out somewhere or settling for a homemade turkey sandwich. Today as you may have guessed, was one of those days.

Listen to what I had. Hickory smoked peppercorn bacon fried in a pan until crispy and then diced up. Then I took some shredded chicken and threw it in the pan with the bacon grease to heat it up and infusion some more flavor into it. Threw all of that into a corn tortilla and topped with onions, tomatoes, avocado, and cilantro. Simple and scrumptious.

Sam the Cooking Guy would be so proud.

After School All-Stars

My co-worker Jenny Cavnar has been involved with the After School All-Stars, a non-profit organization that specializes is helping kids succeed in school and life, for a couple of years now. She collaborates a lot with Chargers linebacker Shuan Phillips on events, but none of them are as unique as the annual Dodge Ball tournament.

Think lots of 20 somethings in costumes throwing balls at each other and generally partying for a good cause. The ultimate prize at this party is to be crowned the champion Dodge Ball team, but if you're terrible at the sport and still want to win something, you can.

That's where Tony Gwynn Jr, Jenny and I come in. We were the judges for the costume portion of the party tonight, and like all good judges we couldn't come up with a winner...so we picked two. The Super Mario Bro's team and the Wrangler-wearing Brett Favre look-alikes taking pictures of their junk and sending it to an attractive Jets employee.

Like you could have come up with a winner between those two.

T-Deli

A few months ago I was at Ray's Tennis in Hillcrest getting my racket re-strung, and while I was waiting I wandered into an amazing deli. The place is called "T-Deli" and it is fantastic. I have no idea what the "T" stands for (maybe for The...as in welcome to the best deli in town), but I don't really care. All I know is that the Turkey Sandwich is the best I have ever had and the fresh fruit is delicious.

The place has quickly become one of Megan's favorites as well, so the two of us try to get there at least a couple of times a month. The only problem is we've never had anything but the turkey sandwich...it that good. So while I clearly recommend this place, I can only assume the rest of the menu is as tasty as the limited portion that the Weisbarth's have sampled.

Only one way to find out I guess...see you there next weekend.

Miracle League

The Miracle League of San Diego is a non-profit organization that gives children with disabilities a chance to play baseball as part of a team in an organized league. Which seems pretty ordinary to you and I, but believe me it is an extraordinary opportunity for the kids that are part of this league. More then anything it is a chance for them to be "just like everybody else" for few hours on a Saturday.

A few years ago, as part of their "Little Padres Park" initiative, the San Diego Padres built the Miracle League a special baseball field for the kids to play on. Ever since then, the Padres and the Miracle League have continued to nurture their relationship.

On Saturday Buddy Black, Heath Bell, Will Venable, Tony Gwynn Jr. and I were all guest pitchers at the Miracle League field. It really took me back to my Little League days...not because of all the kids playing baseball, but because I got lit up on the mound. In one inning of work I gave up a combined total of 28 runs, and I didn't even get an out.

Unfortunately for the Padres, Heath Bell had the exact same line.

I've Had It!

I have now been growing my mustache for Movember and the Facial Hair Formal for 12 days. Twelve days is a long time to walk around growing a 'stache that no one can see. So today I took a page out of San Francisco Giants closer Brian Wilson's book and I finally did something about it.

With the help of my wife Megan I was able to enhance the appearance of my Movember ribbon. You see, it's not that I can't grow a mustache, it's just that it looks like I can't grow a mustache because the hair comes in light. Which is a problem...until you do something about it.

Problem solved!

Veterans Day

For those of us (like me) who have never served our country as a member of the armed forces, Veterans Day is all about perspective.

When I think I'm having a bad day or a tough time of it I think about men like my Grandfather who was a Marine in WWII and Korea, or my Dad who enlisted in the Navy at the age of 18 and spent the next 22 years serving his country. I think about the types of sacrifices that men like that make every single day, whether it's fighting a war on foreign soil or simply being away from friends and loved ones for an extended period of time. I think about what they do, and what that means for me...and I can't help but be thankful.

It's day's like today that help me put my own life and my own "troubles" into perspective. When so many give so much in the defense of our country and our ideals, it's humbling to think about. For that I say thank you to all the veterans and all the active duty members of our military.

Thank you for all that you do.