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Charlotte Parent: Boiling Frogs

Dudes can get used to just about anything.

Consider the door that swells in the summer and won’t open quietly unless you pull to the right while opening it. At the start of the summer, it’s a pain in the nether regions. By the time autumn rolls boiled_frogaround and the humidity drops enough to reduce the swelling and noise, it’s become just something you do when you open the door.

What seems shocking or horrifying at first, can often become just another everyday thing over time.

Which, when you’re taking care of a baby, can be a really good thing.

Today, over at Charlotte Parent, I’ll be talking a really horrible metaphor for this sort of thing as well as pointing out a few times when it’s a good thing we can become habituated to even the most disgusting things. As usual, I’ll be blogging under our Stay-At-Home Dudes column name.

Join us, won’t you?

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A Carpet Of Frogs

by Richard

Sometimes, the world is just amazing.

Take, for instance, Greece. It’s suffering through economic crisis, political crisis, monetary crisis, you-name-it crisis and now add another woe to the tote: a plague of frogs. Sort of.

Seems Thessaloniki, Greece, made the news a couple of days ago when, it’s assumed, frogs by uncounted numbers decided to leave a lake to look for food. All at the same time. There were so many frogs, Greek official-type dudes had no choice but to close a road running by the lake. They closed it because of, and I quote, a “carpet of frogs.”

How frikkin’ cool is that?

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Nature. Red of tooth and claw. Green of asphalt and tire.

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A Pause To Reflect

by Richard

Brethren, let us pause for a moment of silence. (sounds of deep breathing, sighs, shuffling feet and small sobs)

We come to bury college football for the year, not to praise it. (well, we’re going to praise it. Quite a lot, actually. It’s just that I couldn’t pass up a good allusion to Shakespeare. It’s so rare we get lit’rary ’round these parts.) Oh, (insert name of deity/earth spirit/celestial madonna/ancestor/flying mound of pasta products of your choice) please hear us.

Once a year, we gather to say good bye to our good friend, college football. Ole’ CF has been something of a bore this year (with the exception of certain Les Miles moments for LSU and Texas [despite what the refs said]). The best teams have gone along and beaten the teams they were supposed to beat. (Well, right up until Alabama won the SEC championship game from Florida. I already had my seats in the Rose Bowl picked out.) We got some great BCS busters in the Texas Christian University Horned Frogs, the Boise State Broncos and the Cincinnati Bearcats. And, with the exception of the Bearcats, the NCAA and the bowl folks turned right around and shafted the mighty Frogs and Broncos. Instead of playing a top-tier team, they get to play each other. Of course, Cincinnati gets to be beaten up on by the Gators, so at least the other two teams don’t have to face that. (fingers crossed, fingers crossed)

And yet, despite what many consider to be a boring season, this year, CF has given us some great games. Some games that went down to the wire. A few upsets that had people pulling out their hair. We had millions of fans screaming their throats raw every Saturday. More emotion in a single game than you see in many complete NFL seasons.

Hands up, those of you dudes who had to stay up until after midnight every Saturday night to see ESPN’s College Football Final? Yeah, I thought so.

So you see, dear (insert name of deity/earth spirit/celestial madonna/ancestor/flying mound of pasta products of your choice), we’re going to miss our old friend, college football. We know there are bowl games aplenty coming in the next month, but it won’t be the same. There’s really only one game that counts and, odds are, our teams aren’t playing in it. This is more like the zombie uprising for college football. It’ll shamble around for a couple of weeks and then collapse for good.

But we pray for its sure and certain hope of a resurrection.

We’ll see you next year, college football. It’s going to be a long seven months until you’re up and running around again. I’ve already started a countdown until the first game.

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