Super Bowl Matchup
Well, the teams for this years Super Bowl are set. Indianapolis and New Orleans.
I watched both games this week with more than a little interest, which is odd since I no longer had a horse in the race. I’m a Dallas fan and, once again, they played like a bunch of idiots last week and lost to Minnesota.
The loss to Minnesota disgusted me, since I’ve gone from being a fan of Brett Favre when he was in Green Bay, to constantly hoping he fails since his ‘first’ retirement/un-retirement. He should have just stayed retired. Yes, he’s played well, both last year with the Jets and this year with the Vikings, but for him to come back and play in a different uniform is just unacceptable in my eyes. I think it diminishes the great career he has had. He should have never worn any uniform other than a Packer uniform (once he was traded from Atlanta and became the quarterback he became).
Anyway, I watched today with mixed feelings in the first game. It would have been nice to see Mark Sanchez take the Jets to the big game, but I really like the way Peyton Manning goes about things, both on the field and off. I couldn’t bring myself to root against him. And anyone who bets against the Colts at any time (right now), better be prepared to lose their shirt. They just find ways to win, even when it’s ugly.
For anyone that had early season doubts if Sanchez is for real, he is. He’ll be back, and the Jets will be a force for a few years, in my opinion. I don’t know if they have the team to win, but they definitely have the team to make people take them serious after a number of really crappy years.
The late game was fun to watch, and not nearly the offensive shoot-out I expected. I was glad to see New Orleans win, and have a chance to go to the Super Bowl for the first time in franchise history. I’ve been a sideline fan forever. I was an Archie Manning fan, which may be why I like Peyton and Eli so much.
The only bad thing in the late game was, even though I didn’t want him to win, seeing Favre through a late interception hurts. For him, it starts the cycle of retirement/un-retirement all over, since that’s how his last game at Green Bay ended. Hopefully, this time he’ll just stay retired and let it die.
I’m looking forward to the Super Bowl now. I think it will be a really good game. I’m not sure either defense can truly stop the other offense, but maybe one of them can slow the other down a time or two to let their team get the jump. It will be exciting to watch.
I really don’t care who wins this year. I like both teams. So I’ll watch with the interest of someone that loves to watch good football games.
And when it’s over, I’ll look forward to August when pre-season games start again.
I Have Lost Control of My Life
Well, good intentions quickly fall to the way side based on schedule. As much as I intend to post more often here, I always run out of time. I promise to try to do better.
Anyway, to the topic at hand.
I’ve lost control of my life.
I realized this a few minutes ago, while I was standing outside in the rain trying (unsuccessfully) to get my dog to poop. It used to be, I did things on my schedule, when I wanted. If I didn’t want to go outside all day, that was fine. I’d just be a hermit and stay in.
Things changed just before Thanksgiving. I got a dog. He’s usually a good dog, though he’s not very bright at times. Like just now. It’s raining, and he was just as happy as could be wandering around in the rain, sniffing wet leaves. He didn’t realize he was wet until we got back inside.
So now, I’ve lost control of my life. No longer can I do anything at all on just my schedule (or lack of schedule). Now I have to think about things like how long it’s been since he’s been out for a walk, or what time did he last eat. 
He’s got me trained too. Once we come back in for a walk, he stares at me with this sad look on his face until I give him a treat. Or I’ll be sitting at my computer workingand he’ll decide it’s time for me to pet him, and jump up on my lap. No amount of will power can keep me from reaching down to pet him when he does that, which would be fine, but when I try to stop he’ll insist I keep going (until he decides I’ve petted him enough).
I guess the point is, that as much as I like to think I control every aspect of my life, the truth is that it seems my dog is really in charge around here. He sleeps on his schedule, not mine. He plays on his schedule, not mine. We walk on his schedule, not mine
I’m not complaining. I wouldn’t get rid of him for anything. He’s my dog and he makes me happy (most of the time).
But it’s obvious to me. I no longer control a lot of aspects of my life.
So Welcome to My Blog
I’ve been meaning to do this for a while and finally got off my ass and decided to do it. Now I have a blog. I’ll post here occasionally (hopefully often). There is really no telling what I’ll post about on any given day. I have a lot of various interests.
A little about the title and tag line. The title came about because I had a tag line I thought sounded good and fit the way my mind works sometimes. ‘Random rantings from a chaotic mind’ just seemed to be right on point. So I tried to come up with a name that worked with that thought. That’s how I came up with ‘Chaotic Impulse’. It just kind of stuck.
I may post on just about anything here. Might be politics (if you don’t like mine, don’t read them), or something in the political realm, or general society that has me thinking. It might be about games, or about teaching, or thoughts about technology. Who knows. I have a lot of interests, and depending on my mood, you might even get me going off on a semi-rant about anything.
The posts might be positive, might be negative, might be me just venting about something that annoys me. With any luck it will at least be entertaining, or not boring.
If anything I happen to post here offends anyone, too bad. It’s not your blog, it’s mine. I’ll say what I want here. 
That’s it for now. Enjoy yourself.