I thought it would be a nice change of pace to do some writing that wasn't all about me and what I'm going through, probably much to the joy of those who are getting tired of following my journey to recovery. I can't blame you. Believe me, I get tired of it too. While I find writing about the healing process to be very therapeutic I'm also realizing that I need to stay true to this blog's ultimate intent, that being a forum for me to flex my writing muscles about a whole host of random things apart from always being so introspective and self-analytical. I'm sure Katherine Hepburn would give me the same advice she gave Jane Fonda in On Golden Pond, and you'll have to imagine for yourself the vibrato Ethel Thayer accent ... "doesn't it get tiresome Chelsea? Bore bore bore!" So in that spirit, and since I'm having some insomnia, I'm just going to expound on some recent thoughts I've had and observations I've made over the weekend about, of all things, football and DQ Blizzards! Now I know they have literally nothing to do with each other, but for some reason these two totally unrelated topics have been rolling around in my head, so why not?
I can't express how happy the arrival of football season makes me. I love to follow both college and pro, and while I have traditionally been much more of a college fan the Seahawks have gotten into my blood and converted me into the professional games as well. The season kick-off game was Thursday night and just happened to be the Seahawks and the Packers. Of course Seattle pretty much spanked Green Bay and sent Aaron Rogers back to Wisconsin dejected. The hawks really look like the world champions they are and I'm looking forward to another great season, even if they don't make it all the way. I shouldn't even speak those words out loud! As the weekend progressed I got my fill of both college and NFL games, with special thanks to DirecTV for the NFL Sunday Ticket free preview! It's similar to a crack dealer giving you a little taste so you'll get hooked and have to purchase the package, not being able to live without it. Unfortunately I'm in no position to do that so I just have to be satisfied with that little taste. One of the more enjoyable games I watched was the Cleveland-Pittsburgh game. I really think, even though they lost by a hair, that the Browns will be a force to be reckoned with in the years to come and I couldn't be more happy about that. Cleveland really deserves to have a great football team for a change!
Since I'm musing about a great weekend of football, ending last night with the Cardinals squeaking out a victory over San Diego, I have to mention an observation that has been on my mind for some time now. I've been noticing that in just that past season or two helmets seem to be flying off players' heads with significantly higher frequency. Is it just me? Am I imagining this trend and have just not paid that close attention over the years? It seems that every single game I watch contains at least one, if not more, occurrences of helmet loss. There must be something to this change. Has there been some radical redesign of helmets recently? Do they not thoroughly test them on crash dummies from every possible angle and scenario? Perhaps the players aren't securing them correctly. Since the league has had such a laser focus on head injuries and their long term effects, I simply cannot believe that seemingly nothing has been done to reduce the chances for a helmet to randomly fly off and expose players to the risk of even more severe injury. Can you imagine taking a hit to the head after your protective gear has flown the coup and rolled several yards away? I swear, if the frequency doesn't wane it's bound to happen sooner or later. In a Facebook posting during the Cards game last night I posed a theory that perhaps the helmets were being manufactured by General Motors. I'm awaiting the breaking news that announces a massive helmet recall! With the current state of affairs in helmet land I doubt one would have even provided much protection for Ray Rice's wife back in the elevator. Um ... too soon?
Now I hope such a swift topic change doesn't give anyone whiplash, but I did warn in advance that today's topics were totally unrelated. Hopefully you heeded the warning and will forgive the lack of subtle transition, but let's talk about Blizzards for a bit. I keep seeing commercials for new variations that Dairy Queen has introduced and they do all look sinfully delicious. But I contest that I have the ultimate idea for the perfect Blizzard ... Captain Crunch with Crunch Berries! I can't believe no one at DQ has thought of that but I think it would be the absolute best! Maybe they have tried it and found that the cereal gets too soggy or some such thing, but I just can't get it out of my mind. I think I might fill a medium Zip Lock bag with Captain Crunch, march my happy ass right down to the local DQ and request that they make one for me to try. I wonder if they would do or allow such a thing. As I put these thoughts into text another even more brilliant idea just popped into my head. Dairy Queen should roll out a BYOB (Bring Your Own Blizzard) and encourage people to try all different types of fixins blended into that velvety goodness that is DQ soft serve. It could be an impromptu research and development project that costs the company practically nothing. Simply collect the data on what people bring in and consider adding the most popular items to the permanent menu. Just thinking about different cereals opens up a whole new target market ... Breakfast Blizzards! Dairy Queen owes me big time for such valuable suggestions and advice! I wonder when I can expect that check to arrive in the mail.
So how is all of that for complete randomness? I guess this provides some insight into the inner workings of my brain at times. Who else could pack football helmets and Blizzards into a [hopefully] somewhat cohesive posting? Or maybe this is just further proof that I have splinters in the windmills of my mind. I've always recognized that my brain is full of useless trivia and random knowledge that only made sense or had value to me alone. I wonder if and how such a gift, or curse as the case may be, could be parlayed into a calling, a passion, a reason to live. I'll have to do some serious soul searching to determine if such a vocation exists or is even possible. For the time being, however, I only hope that this detour from such seriousness and shifting to me just wafting through the fields of my mind has been an enjoyable and entertaining read.
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