Clifford
The Big Red Blog

I wrote a story. It's true. My folks said it was okay to share. They almost agreed on all the details. Here it goes:

A Dairy Hairy Christmas Holiday. 

On Monday I am turning 39 years old. I don't feel 39. I do feel thankful though. When I look back over the year I can recall some high points as well as some low points. I have won some and failed a wee bit more. More importantly, I have made key discoveries that I'd like to share:

Yesterday a report highlighting the dangers of cured meats was released to the world and social media jumped all over it. As a family who lives off of a steady diet of hot dogs I cringed at the idea that it MAY cause cancer when I know for certainty that they DO cause campfires. I realize that we should make some adjustments to our eating habits because we love our children, but first a few jokes...

"Hey Cliff!  Drop over sometime!" I have heard this all my life. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised when my audition breakdown reads "trip & drop burgers".

And that's exactly what I did.

"Male.  Ethnically Ambiguous.  Average looking (i.e. no one will mistake him for a model).  Out of shape is preferred.  Shower scene so must be comfortable without his shirt on."  

These were the specs for my audition.  Thanks for the boost in confidence!  (note the good natured sarcasm)

I read a book and I liked it (sing to the tune of Katy Perry's "I Kissed a Girl").

In THE POWER OF STARTING STUPID, Richie Norton puts into words our need to fulfill dreams and he highlights the many obstacles that we use as excuses to never truly pursue our passions.  

Richie's primary point is that in order to move from INACTION, we must first "CRUSH FEAR".