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Arachnophobia

This is a retro post that was originally posted back on 04-05-09. And y’know what? Two years hasn’t changed my opinion one little bit…

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arachnophobiaA phobia is considered to be an irrational, intense, persistent fear of certain situations, activities, things, or people.

I have a fear of two things (well…a phobia of two things): heights and spiders.

I have an indescribable fear of spiders. I don’t sit on my bed and cry about them, but my stomach goes into knots when I see one. I don’t know why…it just does.

I’ve tried watching Arachnophobia…but I wasn’t able to watch it from beginning to end. I’ve seen the end thanks to TBS and I gotta admit that watching those little f*ckers burn in flames was about all I could handle.

Eight Legged Freaks

Eight Legged Freaks

I was, however, able to watch Eight Legged Freaks from beginning to end. I suppose there’s just something about giant-sized super-duper spiders that attack people on motorcycles and jump on the top of police cars that is freakishly comical and not really that scary.

At least that’s what I tell myself in order to be able to watch it.

Aragog from "Chamber of Secrets"

Aragog from "Chamber of Secrets"

And as much as it pains me to admit, I even had difficulty watching Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets once or twice…that talking spider (Aragog) and all the spiders around just made me queasy. It wasn’t so bad at first, but then when they all started moving towards Potter and Weasley and then tried to attack them….yeesh.

Ugh…I sound like such a wussy.

So yesterday I discussed my two fears in a bit more detail with a friend. She was rather amused at my fear of spiders (not impressing me in the process).

“Seriously. Do you think they can hurt you? Are they bigger than you?”

Sigh.

OMFG...

OMFG...

Listen…a phobia is an irrational fear. It doesn’t have to make sense. I just have it and it totally sucks. And I completely realize that spiders will make their way into my home over the spring and summer. That’s just the nature of where I live.

Doesn’t make it any easier…especially when one popped out of nowhere this afternoon right on my computer desk.

F*CK ME.

Before grabbing multiple pieces of paper towel to kill the thing with (I couldn’t find my fly-swatter…guess what I’m looking for next), I took a quick little photo of the little bastard:

The first little f*cker of the year.

The first little f*cker of the year.

***shudders***

I hate ‘em. I don’t care how much of a pansy I end up looking like for admitting it, either. I hate ‘em.

Snakes? Lizards? Ex-girlfriends? No problem…I can handle those. But those little eight-legged f*ckers?

BAH~!!


My New Year’s Resolutions for 2010

A New Year’s resolution is a commitment that an individual makes to a project or the reforming of a habit, often a lifestyle change that is generally interpreted as advantageous.”  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Year’s_resolution

I’ve never been a fan of New Year’s resolutions. I made some when I was younger and never kept them, so I figured what was the point to begin with?

This year is different, though. I’m at a point in my life where many things are falling into place. However, there are still a few things that I’d love to fix in order to improve my overall quality of life.  What better way to make a commitment to change than to blog about it?

So here are my resolutions for 2010:

1. LOSE WEIGHT. I know it was only a few months ago when I wrote this obnoxious post asking people to “join me” in a lifestyle change (I must’ve been drunk sounding all Jerry Maguire-esque going, “Help me help you” like an idiot). Well guess what? I didn’t do anything to keep up with that change…so it was just an empty post. And then remember my 30/30/30 plan? Jeesh…what in the heck happened to THAT?? No, I need to be held accountable and I need to do things in a healthy way that’s not going to disappear once the diet is over.

See, there is a “Biggest Loser” contest going on at work starting on January 7th. We’ve got almost 30 people on 7 or 8 teams participating and we’re all pitching in $20 with the winning team (i.e. the team with the biggest percentage of weight lost) getting their money back and the overall winner (i.e. the individual with the biggest percentage of weight lost) getting the rest.

But details aren’t really important. What’s important is that I don’t feel great about myself and I know that I can do better with just a little bit of hard work and some determination. And that’s why I’m going to document this 8-week diet on my blog. I want to be held accountable by my readers so that I don’t slip up or find a reason to slack off. My feeling is that once I’ve gone through 8 weeks, my habits will have begun to change and I can hopefully turn this diet into a lifestyle change that sticks.

That’s the hope, anyway.

So the initial weigh-in is next Thursday and then we’ll be weighing in every Wednesday after that. If I slip-up or don’t post about the results, DON’T LET ME OFF THE HOOK!! I’m gonna need people kicking my ass in order to keep this up.

At the end of the day, though…I just want to be a healthier, happier CBG at year’s end. I’m certainly happy now, but I could be MUCH happier knowing I lost 25lbs.

2. BUY CHRISTMAS GIFTS BEFORE DECEMBER. I say it every year, but I never seem to follow through.  I need to remember that I WON’T have a ton of cash in December and that if I see something during the year that could be a gift for somebody and I have money on me, I need to buy the damn thing!

3. IMPROVE MY FINANCIAL SITUATION. This one is going to be tougher than losing weight, I think. The good news is that my debt-load is under $1,000 so I should be able to get out of that hole rather quickly (mind you…I own NOTHING after the separation, so that factors into not owing anything).

Of course, travelling every two weeks to be with Sunshine does put a bit of a hole in my wallet…but I’m certain that once my internet bill and credit card are paid off and everything is caught up, the two of us can come up with a plan that allows the visits to continue on a regular basis without breaking the bank. This then leads me to…

4. OPEN A SAVINGS ACCOUNT. If this recession has taught all of us anything, it’s that we need to put a much bigger stake into our own financial future. We can’t be glib about these things and just brush ‘em off anymore. It’s really simple…I need to put a percentage of my salary away in a savings account each pay and simply NOT TOUCH IT. Pretty soon, I shouldn’t miss that money and it will (hopefully) grow into the beginnings of a nest egg. And don’t get me started on kicking myself for having not already opened accounts for both of my children. I SUCK!!

5. TAKE A TRIP WITH SUNSHINE. Something that simply isn’t a real option at the moment is going away with Sunshine. Whether it’s just an overnight stay somewhere locally or a week-long trip out of the country, without a “nest egg” or any type of savings that just won’t be happening any time soon. But in 2010, I really want it to happen.

6. MAKE AN APPOINTMENT FOR A CHECKUP. I don’t have a family physician. I have never, ever had a checkup before. Sunshine fears for my internal organs. Taking a daily multivitamin just won’t do the trick as I rapidly approach 40.

7. READ A BOOK. I know that sounds like I’m a moron for not reading, but I do all of my reading online. I read news and entertainment and sports and weather and everything under the sun on my computer. When it comes to fiction, I normally enjoy it in a visual form. But I ended up getting the novel I wanted from Sunshine’s mom, Dan Brown’s The Lost Symbol. And I gotta be honest…I cannot wait to read it (especially after visiting Washington, DC a few months ago). The last novel I read from cover to cover was The DaVinci Code, also by Brown. So yeah…it’s been a few years. I need to read this thing BEFORE the movie is made (lol).

8. CONQUER A FEAR. My two biggest fears in life are of spiders and heights. I’m not too keen on tackling that spider one quite yet, so let’s continue battling heights…shall we? I walked on a big bridge this past year and hit the CN Tower the year before, but I still get butterflies just by looking up. From everything I’ve read, the most effective way to overcome my fear is to expose myself to what I’m afraid of until I finally get over it. So I’m not sure how I’ll tackle it, but it’s something I want to continue to explore going forward.

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So there you have it. These are my resolutions for 2010. What about you? Do you have any of your own?


10 Honest Things

Honest Scrap awardI was going through my Google Reader after Sunshine left yesterday and found that one of my favorite bloggers, Morgan at ModernMarriedMomma, had tagged me for an “award”.

This is the first time I’ve ever been given an “award” like this so it’s pretty cool.  Of course, I’ve been nominated for Hottest Daddy Blogger (c’mon and vote!!) but I’ve never been given one of these ‘blog memes’ before…so I figure I might as well give it a shot, right?

So then I read the description of what this award is all about:

“The Honest Scrap award is given by other bloggers who consider a blog’s content or design to be brilliant.  The awardee must then post ten honest things about themselves and pass the award on to other bloggers who fit the bill – in other words, whose blog is brilliant.”

I’m very flattered, for sure.  I very much appreciate Morgan thinking my blog’s content and/or design is “brilliant” in any way, shape, or form.  I then looked at her list and figured out what I wanted to do with mine.

So without further adu, here are my 10 Honest Things:

  1. I was a club DJ between 1991 and 1999. Also during that time, I was a DJ (and even program director for six months) on my university’s radio station.  In fact, my dream was to always become a radio DJ…except I had a chance to go to university on my dad’s dime as long as I took business, so that’s the road I took.
  2. Where I finally got my degree

    Where I finally got my degree

  3. It took me 8 years to get my 4-year university degree. I’ll be the first to admit that I was extremely immature during my younger years, and I was kicked out of two different universities for having low GPA’s.  Kudos to my dad for continuing to dish out money until I finally smartened up and finished my Bachelor of Commerce degree.
  4. I’ve got two younger siblings…sort of. I’ve got an adopted sister who is five years younger than I am.  She and I have NEVER been close…nor will we.  Her first-born son ended up being adopted by my parents when she f*cked off as a teenager.  So, technically, my nephew is now my younger brother.  Because of our age difference, we’re also not very close.
  5. I’ve got two amazingly large fears: spiders and heights. I don’t think I’ll ever get over my arachnophobia, but I’m doing whatever I can to overcome my fear of heights by attacking those fears head-on.  Up next?  Tree-Go, I think.
  6. Hey...it was the early 80's!

    Hey...it was the early 80's!

    I used to play the organ as a kid. In fact, I was even given an award for being so good at age 10 (or thereabouts).  I told Sunshine over the weekend that I played the organ over the weekend and she laughed.  Is it really so lame?  I mean, considering it was the early 80’s and all.  LOL…yeah…it is.

  7. I’m drifting away from “normal television”. In other words, I’m a reality junkie.  And it’s not just stuff like Survivor or Big Brother, either.  I only watch a few “normal” television shows like CSI and House.  Everything else is Deadliest Catch or Cities Of The Underworld or Ghost Hunters or “classics” like American Idol or The Amazing Race.  I don’t know why, but scripted television rarely grabs my attention anymore.  There’s just something about life that is much more interesting to me.
  8. If I don’t make my bed or shower every day, I feel guilty. Maybe that makes me a nerd…maybe that makes me “normal”.  I dunno.  I’m not an overly clean guy (i.e. NOT a neat-freak), so these two habits seem a bit odd to me…but necessary, nonetheless.
  9. Even if you DID pick me out of this picture, I would never admit to it.

    Even if you DID pick me out of this picture, I would never admit to it.

    I got my online username from an insult during a high school pageant. See, my dad ran a pizza restaurant for about 20 years.  During much of this time, I worked for him (started as a dish washer while in  high school and finishing up as manager just nine years ago). In tenth grade, I was entered into the high school pageant as “Junior Prince”.  When I walked out in my “casual dress” outfit of sweater and khakis, I heard a few catcalls of “Pizza Joe”!!  It was a dual insult: “pizza-face” because of my acne and “Joe” because that’s my dad’s name.  As time went on, I just ran with it.  To this day, my really good friends from my hometown still call me “ZAH”, which is my online username.

  10. The "PIZZAH"-mobile: circa 1989

    The "PIZZAH"-mobile: circa 1989

    I had a (very pathetically cheesy) personalized license plate in high school. In an ongoing effort to “get over” my nickname, I had a personalized plate on my 1989 Pontiac Sunbird that said  “PIZZAH”.  I liked it so much that I even kept it on the car during my first year of university.  Looking back, it was a horribly embarrassing thing to do.

  11. Before becoming a blogger, I led a “secret online life”. I’ll admit it here…I was a writing for a wrestling website.  Yes…”professional wrestling”.  Long story short, I became a fan of wrestling in the very late 70’s and was hooked around 1985 when WWF became syndicated across the globe.  In 2005, whether because I was searching for something I wasn’t getting in my ‘real’ life or because I just needed an outlet for my creativity, I started writing for a website called the Pro Wrestling Torch (trust me…you do NOT want a link).  WorldWrestlingInsanityAfter a very brief stint there, I was asked to write for a site called World Wrestling Insanity (the name for the website was because the webmaster had written a book under the same name) under my online username, ZAH (i.e. the same username I took from my high school years). I wrote for the website and provided downloadable audio programs for over three years.  I quit in February of this year because I just felt like I didn’t have the desire to write about, talk about, or even watch wrestling anymore.  Maybe I grew up…maybe I burned myself out…maybe I just found my blog to be a much more fulfilling form of creative outlet.  Whatever the reason, “ZAH” is no longer an active writer but Canadian Bald Guy is alive and well.

Whew!  I feel cleansed.  Or something.  Whatever…it’s now time to pass this award on.  Here are the bloggers that I’d like to pass the Honest Scrap Award along to:


Arachnophobia

arachnophobiaA phobia is considered to be an irrational, intense, persistent fear of certain situations, activities, things, or people.

I have a fear of two things (well…a phobia of two things): heights and spiders.

I have an indescribable fear of spiders.  I don’t sit on my bed and cry about them, but my stomach goes into knots when I see one. I don’t know why…it just does.

I’ve tried watching Arachnophobia…but I wasn’t able to watch it from beginning to end.  I’ve seen the end thanks to TBS and I gotta admit that watching those little f*ckers burn in flames was about all I could handle.

Eight Legged Freaks

Eight Legged Freaks

I was, however, able to watch Eight Legged Freaks from beginning to end.  I suppose there’s just something about giant-sized super-duper spiders that attack people on motorcycles and jump on the top of police cars that is freakishly comical and not really that scary.

At least that’s what I tell myself in order to be able to watch it.

Aragog from "Chamber of Secrets"

Aragog from "Chamber of Secrets"

And as much as it pains me to admit, I even had difficulty watching Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets once or twice…that talking spider (Aragog) and all the spiders around just made me queasy.  It wasn’t so bad at first, but then when they all started moving towards Potter and Weasley and then tried to attack them….yeesh.

Ugh…I sound like such a wussy.

So yesterday on the date with The Flirt, I discussed my two fears in a bit more detail.  She was rather amused at my fear of spiders (not impressing me in the process).  

“Seriously.  Do you think they can hurt you?  Are they bigger than you?”

Sigh.

OMFG...

OMFG...

Listen…a phobia is an irrational fear.  It doesn’t have to make sense.  I just have it and it totally sucks.  And I completely realize that spiders will make their way into my home over the spring and summer.  That’s just the nature of where I live.

Doesn’t make it any easier…especially when one popped out of nowhere this afternoon right on my computer center.

F*CK ME.

Before grabbing multiple pieces of paper towel to kill the thing with (I couldn’t find my fly-swatter…guess what I’m looking for next), I took a quick little photo of the little bastard:

The first little f*cker of the year.

The first little f*cker of the year.

***shudders***

I hate ‘em.  I don’t care how much of a pansy I end up looking like for admitting it, either.  I hate ‘em.

Snakes?  Lizards?  Ex-girlfriends?  No problem…I can handle those.  But those little eight-legged f*ckers?  

BAH~!!


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