Im sure im going to make a few people mad with this post...

OK Ive had it.. I think its time to explore the real first Christmas. You all know what I believe. I think its time to really dig into what it was like that first Christmas. There are a few things that I really want to talk about that i feel need to be brought up. I'm not against celebrating Christmas on Dec 25 but lets be honest how did they come up with that date anyway? I have done some research on that subject and found out that Christmas is actually a combination of two separate catholic holidays. One being Saint Nicholas Day and the Second being Christ Mass. The church started celebrating both of these events on December 25, the date of a traditional Christ Mass.

So if December 25 is the day that they celebrate Christ Mass, what day was Jesus born on? Was he too born on December 25? The the answer to that is no. Absolutely not. The Christmas story that we all read every year gives us an approximate date but nothing absolute. Luke 1 says that in the sixth month the angle of the lord came to Mary and told her that she would conceive. Last time I check there were only six months between the sixth month and the twelfth month. So using this logic, it puts Jesus birth right around March.

So at this point on December 25 we are actualling celebrating the combination of two different days, and not the real birth of Jesus. So I implore to you that this year lets not celebrate the day of December 25. Lets celebrate the events of what happen so long ago. The day that Grace came into the world. The day that true Mercy showed its face for the first time. The day that Satan lost,

The next thing I really want to look at, is the Nativity. Have any of you ever really been in a barn, not like a barn at the petting zoo. An actual working barn, with cattle and horses, sheep and goats. I'm sure that was not the most pleasant smelling place if you know what I mean. So just imagine your savior, being born in a place like this. At night after the livestock had been fed, I'm sure the stalls haven't been mucked out in a while. Christ left his throne to be place in a feeding trough with a bunch of livestock. He humbly gave up is glory to provide mediation between man and God.

I really hope this gives you a clearer picture of what it was like so long ago. The birth of the savior, was not the picture that we have been sold for the last 2000 years, it was an event that took place in a meesy barn, to give us a mansion in glory.

so this year, lets try to celebrate the event, and not a day. thanks for listening to me rant...
see you next time on LIFE IN THE CHEAP SEATs.

Breaking NEWS... Shhh dont tell anyone.

Well it is almost Christmas time, the year has flown by and i cant believe how fast time goes by. With it being a special time of year and a special season, i thought that i would do a Christmas post. I'm sure this is going to shock a few people who have me pegged for a Mr Scrooge, or the Grinch. If that shocked them then this next statement is gonna knock them on the floor. I LOVE CHRISTMAS.

OK ladies getup off the floor, and take a few deep breaths. Let me explain before you go all "12 drummers drumming" on me. I have a deep love and understanding of what Christmas is. What I do not like is the over sensationalizing of what Christmas has become. BUY BUY BUY. You better watch out... Granny got run over by a rain deer. Enough already.  The true meaning family and faith. that is what is important this time of year. Spending time with my girls and wife is what is truly special to me. Taking time to explain to the that there was a baby born and what that baby ended up doing, is what Christmas means to me. So keep your garland and sappy Christmas movies, and give me the baby.

Speaking of the baby, I had the opportunity to listen to a very dear friend preach last Sunday about what the star of Bethlehem actually was, there has be a great debate over this topic through out the ages. Theory's range from astrological events to planetary convergences. I think the most logical possibility is one that I have not heard talked about. So Chris thanks for getting this topic stuck in my head for the past week.

I personally think that the star was a window to heaven. God was watching his son do what he was sent to do. He kept this window open so that he had a line to his son JESUS. Just imagine sending you child away from your presence, God was watching, and was pleased with what he did. This image of God watching over Jesus gives me the picture of a loving father letting go of his child. Kind of like as your son drives away to college for the first time, or as you watch your daughter get on the bus all by herself to go to her first day of school.

God was letting his son go, and he stood there watching till the bus was beyond the horizon.

I know this is just my personal theory, but I think it kind of makes sense. We were made in the image of God, and with that comes his personality and his love for our children. He knew what his son was going to do and he wanted to watch him save mankind.

So yes I do love CHRISTmas, its all the other stuff that I could do without.

Thanks for joining me this time on LIFE IN THE CHEAP SEATS.

Facing the Giants

I know its been a while since my last post, I almost ran out of things to say... Just kidding. I have been thinking the last few weeks about what my next post would be. I purposely by passed the election. I hate getting involved in political discussion, I understand that it is what makes our country so great; that we can have a political opinion. So the one thing that i have to say is that no matter who won or lost, Jesus is still KING. King takes President any day of the week. The person that He wanted in the office is, and he is there for a reason. We just may not know what that reason is.

So on to my next point. I was browsing through Facebook the other day, and a post from one of my favorite movies popped up. Facing the Giants... If you have never seen this movie it is a definite must see. It asked what was my favorite scene of the movie... that got me thinking. There are so many that affected me in a deep way but there is on that truly sticks out in my head as a punch to the gut.

The movie is about a high school football team that has had a loosing record for the past few years. The coach was having problems at home and was in risk of loosing his job, when he turned to God. At that point the team starts to do better. In a pep talk before one of the games he told his players that they where going to praise God if they won or lost...

Why cant we do that? Why is it that we either talk to him if things are good, or if things are bad? Why is it that when thing go bad, I pray to him to change things? Lets step back and take a good look at the situation. When we are praying for him to change things it shows that you are putting your faith that he will change them. When your praising him when things look their darkest, that is when you show your fortitude. You looked darkness in the eye and punched it in the mouth, saying give me your best shot... no matter what happens you will beat me. Its at that point when you can take what the world has givin you and say "I stood strong when the Giants were bearing down, and I will praise him win or loose."

Thanks for reading and I hope to see you next time in Life in the Cheap Seats

Step through the wardwobe

Alright... Stop, collaborate and listen. Josh is back with a brand new edition. Something has ahold of me tightly...Caught ya!! You were singing it weren’t you. Anyway there is something that has ahold of me tightly and that I need to get it off my chest and let you guys chew on it for a while.

I know that I technically billed this blog as a sports themed blog, but as it evolved it turned into a view of my life, as a panoramic view in the nosebleed section. Being able to step back and really take a good look at what is going on in my life. Good, bad or otherwise. Lately I have been stuck in my own head, chewing on a lot of different ideas and thoughts. Some I have shared some I keep for myself, but most of them have a common theme.

The last few nights I have been reading up and someone who is quickly becoming my new favorite author. C. S. Lewis. I really want to explore Narnia with my kids, and after their asleep I want to explore the dark recesses of my soul with The Screwtape Letters.

If any of you have not read this book, it really makes you think. It is about a Senor Demon taking his nephew on as an apprentice. I have only read part of it and am working on it, but it gives you a good picture of what is happening on a deeper and supernatural level. Being someone who has always been interested in the supernatural it gives you a really good picture.

"He wants them to learn to walk and must therefore take away His hand; and if only the will to walk is really there He is pleased even with their stumbles. Do not be deceived, Wormwood. Our cause is never more in danger, than when a human, no longer desiring, but intending, to do our Enemy’s will, looks round upon a universe from which every trace of Him seems to have vanished, and asks why he has been forsaken, and still obeys.”

This statement, which may seem harsh to some, is far from. It shows that when you feel that God has left you to yourself, and kicked you to the curb but you still do his will it causes fear and chaos among the ranks of demons. What a picture...

I know this post feels kind of different that my other post, but it is truly something to think about. Step back and put the 3D goggles on and take a look at what’s really happing on the field of your life. You have your game being played, but as soon as you put the goggles on you get another game completely, on one side you have the demons, trying to destroy you and on the other you have the greatest QB that ever lived with his team of angles kicking the crap out of the other team.

So if this post keeps you from reading my future posts than thanks for reading so far, and I will miss your views, but I will not change what I believe or am led to put on paper for anyone.

Thanks and I hope you enjoyed this edition of life in the Cheap Seats

I can't take it anymore!!!

I would like to take a second before I get into the deep dark areas of my mind, to congratulate the Detroit Tigers on their win last night to go up three games to none against the devils team, the Yankees. I would also like to take a second to say thank you to the Lions for taking five years off my life with that overtime victory on Sunday.

Now the good stuff. The past few months have been very stressful on me and my family. I’m not going to go into details, so I will leave it at that. At times I just want to rip what hair I have left out, and scream at the top of my lungs" I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE"... I feel like stress is driving wedges that should not be there between the people that should be the closest to you.

I heard the other day that stress is nothing more than a chance at improvement. There are two outcomes, you pass with flying colors, or you fall on your butt. Either way needs to be viewed as an opportunity for advancement. Pass or fail you now see what you need to work on. Let me put in another way. This last Sunday I was doing what I do every Sunday; watching my Lions. But just like my Lions they started out rather slow. Matthew Stafford had three very bad quarters, his throws were not very accurate, and he just seemed off.

Then came the fourth quarter. The Lions were down 16 to 6. The pressure was on. The stress starts to build. He threw over 200 yards to lead them to an overtime victory. Do you think he buckled under the stress or did he fall on his butt?

When stress builds to the point of crumbling you either take what you get and learn from it or you let it beat you. Take your butt into the video room and watch tape on yourself to learn from your mistakes when you did fall flat on your face. You also get to see what you did right when you conquered the stress and made the play.

This is very hard to do. Look at yourself in as an objective third party, and say "Right there... that’s where I dropped the ball," or "yup I saw blitz coverage and that left one on one coverage down the sideline for a wide open wide receiver."

Another point to look at is that when stress hits you, you need to tackle it as a team. Like I said stress handled poorly drive a wedge between you and your team mates. But on the other side stress handled correctly and forge a bond between team mates that is stronger than ever before.

I hope this find you, before it tears apart your team... Thanks for reading my Life in the Cheap Seats.

P.s. Please leave a comment on what you guys think after you read, it will help me make it better for you.

My deep dark secret

I have been waiting patiently for the light bulb to flash, for a sudden epiphany to impart that piece of my humanity from my particular point of view. Driving home from work that said light bulb flashed. This is probably one of my biggest issues, and I hate to admit it. If you know me, I have a small stubborn side, and to admit anything that goes against that side rarely sees the light of day and stays buried deep inside so no one can see it.

It’s not fair to yourself, but its only something you can change. Forgiveness. There I said it. I absolutely suck at it. I don’t like doing it. Why would I want to forgive somebody for hurting me or my family? It's no big deal. All you have to do is avoid them. These are lies that we all tell ourselves to convince ourselves that its ok to stay upset.

Let’s get one thing strait, you can forgive someone and still be upset. Deep down, it’s a personal decision to make a conscious effort to forgive, weather you’re at fault or not. A lot of times people don’t even know that they hurt you, so how are they supposed to ask for forgiveness. It is at this point where you have to dig deep and forgive them for something they didn’t even know that they did.

On the other hand there are events in your life where you are so deeply hurt by someone that, that certain type of forgiveness isn’t what you’re looking for. You’re looking for the type where you say, They caused me pain and they need to apologize. You have to realize that this might not happen, and move on. Forgive them. That doesn’t mean that you have to continue a relationship with that person, but the fact that you have forgiven them means that even though it feels like you lost the game, you come out on top.

Forgiveness is a game changer. It is that shift in momentum that a team looks for to turn the game around. Are you having a rough time? Is there someone out there that has done you wrong? Forgive them. See if it is that swing of momentum to your favor, and helps you to pull out the comeback. Let’s be honest. When you’re holding a grudge at someone, anytime that person crosses your mind, you get angry. That’s normal. Once you have forgiven that grudge, it feels like that pick six to put you in the lead.

I’m still going to say that just because you have forgiven a certain grudge, sometime ties still need to be cut. You can do that. Sometimes it is harder than others, but forgiveness brings you out of the funk that having a grudge can cause. With all this being said I kind of feel like I’m saying "Do as I say not as I Do" because I absolutely suck at doing this. I guess that is my I found inspiration in this topic. If I struggle with this than I can’t be the only one. So if this can help anyone than it did its job.

Thanks for reading today, let me know what you think. If there is something you would like me to talk about, comment with a topic. Until next time enjoy Life in the Cheap Seats.

Confidence vs Arrogance

Well its been a while. I received a few good tips to make this blog better for you, after all that is why I do it. I don't want this to be about me, I want this to be about you. So when I post a something, its really for you to get something out of it the way I did. because if something moves a guy like me, then there is a really good chance that it might affect you. But I have decided that I will not post something unless I feel it is really important. I will not force issues just to post a blog.

With that being said, I bring you to the topic of today, Arrogance vs Confidence. For those of you who don't know me personally, let me take a second and tell you that I wasn't always as confident as I am now. I'm still not as confident as I want to be, but I am working on that. Growing up I was always a quiet kid, for the most part. I was the one that got picked on, on the play ground. I was the one that always got picked last for kickball. So looking back what was there to be confident about. It was that way almost until I graduated, when I found a group of friends that liked me for me, and not what I was trying to be. At that moment, I started to look at myself differently. I didn't care what other people thought of me and as long as I was happy with myself, that was all that mattered.

Until a few weeks ago, a friend at work told me that someone else at work was talking about me behind my back. "He is probably one of the most arrogant guys I have ever met" This got me thinking. Is what I thought was confidence really coming out as arrogance. If you think about it, there really is a fine line between the two. Me being confident in myself, was being perceived as me being arrogant. That is not what I wanted.

How did I cross the thin line that separates the two. As I look back, there is a point where I can see the footprints of my size thirteens clearly stepping over the line. Its time to throw the red flag and view the instant replay. After reviewing the play, the ruling on the field is confirmed. The players foot stepped over the line and is indeed in the arrogant zone...

The moment when I stopped caring what other people thought of me, to the point where it bothered me to deal with anyone that looked at things differently. That was the line and I clearly crossed it. So not that I think about it, how many others viewed my confidence as arrogance. I am truly sorry for that.  In attempt to show confidence and live without regret, I crossed the line and became something that I was trying to avoid. The good thing is that there is always more time to cross back over that line.

It feels so good to have you guys with me up here, so we'll talk more later about Life in the Cheap Seats.

With great power, comes great responsibility

Well it has been a a few days since I've had a idea on something that I wanted to share. First of all I want to say thank you for everyone that has read my blog. I started about a week and a half ago and the last read count was 485. I didn't think that anything that I had to say was that interesting, so thank you for reading, and validating something that I have always loved to do but never really had the opportunity, or means.

This being a sports themed blog I feel obligated to comment on the Football game that was played on Sunday. You know I thought I would be more upset at the Lions for loosing the game, and if the would have lost in regulation time I probably would be. But with the comeback that they made was nothing less than inspired and the hail Mary in the last second to tie the game, was well lets just say that I didn't really have a voice for much of the day today. Next the fact that they held the Titans to a field goal, and they lost on a bad spot by the replacement refs, I cant really be upset at them for that. They did everything they needed to do to win, and just got some terrible calls. I hope the lockout ends soon, so we can get the regular refs back soon.

On to the next point. I have really thought about the whole concept of this blog. I don't want it to be just a place for me to come and vent. I want it to be a place where my life and words can encourage and possibly inspire my readers with a few sports updates thrown in here and there. A great man once said "With great power comes great responsibility" what greater power is there, than the ability to encourage and inspire. Without inspiration do you think that Edison would have invented the light bulb. If he would have given up after his first hundred failures this would be a very different world. Edison was once asked about those hundred failures. He said the he didn't view them as failures he viewed them as a hundred different ways not to make a light bulb.

With all that being said, I feel very privileged to be here at this moment putting my thoughts into words, and that those words will be read by my friends, in the hopes that you find them helpful. I also want to let you know that I really do love writing to you guys and that any feedback you have to make this blog more helpful would be greatly appreciated.

I really look forward to the next time. I have an open seat so I hope you can join me for My Life in the Cheap Seats.

The Game of Life...

How can we please everyone? I don't think it is possible. Through out my life I have been really concerned on how others view me. I don't know if it was growing up heavy, or what it was but I have always been self conscious. I have recently realized that, the way I have been viewing myself, is not healthy. It can cause you physical damage trying to please everyone. It has only been within the last six or seven months that I really started to view my life in a different way.

That is partly how I came up with this blog. I picture myself like a football game. My life is the game. I am up here in the Cheap Seats, looking down watching "The Game" of my life. Looking at it from this prospective, helps you view your life in a different way. You realize that there are only four quarters to your "Game" and you cant spend the entire game on the sideline. Sometimes your on offence, and sometimes your on defence. You have to manage the clock using your time wisely to make sure that your team comes out on top.  There are ups and down, sometime you will throw an interception, or fumble the ball. Its part of the game. If you look at your life with this prospective, it might just make you rethink how you are using your time, are you in a no huddle offence, trying to outwit and out play the defence. Or are you on a defence with its hands on its knees, tired out and back peddling, trying to not get run over.

With all that being said, it brings me back to my original point. How can we please everyone? From my prospective, trying to please everyone is like, trying to throw a touchdown on every play. Eventually you will score but there are a lot of incomplete passes before you do. You get really tired from running all the routes, and will not have gas in the tank for deep in the fourth quarter.

I have recently been faced with a few people that just seem impossible to please. I tare my self up over not being able to make these people happy. Its part of my personality. Them not liking me or what I did, makes me question myself. So I have to keep reminding myself, I'm not on the fifty yard line. Look at the big picture. Your not even at half time yet and you have the lead. Don't take deep passes down field every down. Be confident, and run the ball.

Just keep reminding yourself to view your Life In The Cheap Seats...

Did I do something wrong?

Do you ever have a idea brewing around your head? You know that it is there and that it is a good idea, but you just cant seem to put it into a clear picture. That is what i am feeling like right now. I know there is an idea up there. I can smell burning rubber, and the smoke alarm just went off. Now i just need to get it on E.P. (Electronic Paper).

As I look back on the past ten years or so, I often think about if I made a wrong turn somewhere. Did I step off the path that was laid out for me. Where would I be if I had taken a different road.  Well as I look at my friends that I went to high school with, I picture what my life would be like if I would have finished college. The problem with that is that I never had a clear picture with what I wanted to do with my life. I see the guys that I went to youth group with and I see eighty-five to ninety percent if some sort of ministry. Did I miss a calling? Was there something in the water of Kent City that I didn't drink?

Sitting here perched in the Nosebleed sections I have a luxury that most people don't. I have the luxury of a panoramic view of what ever I am watching. So when I focus that perspective at my own life, I see a clearer view than someone sitting on the fifty yard line. I see that the choices I made, molded me into the man I am today, with a little help from a few key figures. Thank you to those men who showed me what a REAL man is.

I also see that there is one thing that I wanted for as long as I can remember. Before the Chef phase, or the Teaching Phase, even before the DJ phase, this occupation was on my mind. It will never make me wealthy, but it makes me rich beyond my wildest dreams. Being a DAD.

So as I wake up, and get ready for work every morning, I think that this is exactly what I want to be doing... Providing for my family the best that I know how. That may mean that I will never be able to go to a sports game, or take my family on a cruise. But we can be happy as a family, with a...

LIFE IN THE CHEAP SEATS.

Where is your maturity level at?

Well I fully intended to take the day off, and enjoy a full day of football, but when an idea pops into my head i have to take full advantage of it and put it on paper(so to speak). One of the upsides of having a blog is to be able to speak whatever is on your mind at the moment. I put in my opening post that this is not just a sports themed blog, but a view of life from my prospective. I have a really hard time separating myself from my emotions. My emotions form a deep part of my personality, and I think give my perspective a twist that most people try to ignore.

That being said, I want to tell you a story. This is a sad story. It has a sad beginning and a sad ending. It starts in Chicago. In 1871 a successful lawyers only son died at the age of four. Then the Great Chicago Fire ruined his law practice. This man decided to take his family to tour Europe. Being delayed by a zoning problem after the fire, he sent his wife and four daughters ahead of him, and he would follow as soon has the problems had been resolved. While crossing the Atlantic ocean the ship carrying his wife and daughters sank. All four of his daughters were lost at sea. His wife sent him a telegram "SAVED ALONE". He dropped what he was doing and race to cross the ocean to join his grieving wife. At the spot where the ship sank and his daughters drowned, he took out a pen and wrote down a few words.

       WHEN PEACE LIKE A RIVER ATTENDETH MY WAY
       WHEN SORROW LIKE SEA BILLOWS ROLE
       WHAT EVER MY LOT, THOU HAST TAUGHT ME TO SAY
        IT IS WELL, IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL.

Being a dad of at least two daughters,(maybe three the wife wont let me find out) I can not imagine what he was going though. As I was writing this down my eyes got misty because I don't even want to think about it. But this man lost almost everything that is really important. He had the maturity that even through mourning and sorrow, he had the frame of mind that he was going to trust God knew what he was doing. If he can do that after he lost all of his children, why cant i do that when we see a past due notice, come in the mail. WHY IS IT SO HARD TO PUT YOUR TRUST WHERE IT NEEDS TO BE?

Where is your maturity level at. Are you one that through the worst that life has to offer still looks up and says is that all you got, and put your trust in God that he will help you through it. Or are you the type of person that gets down on himself because something didnt go the way your expected. If I am truly honest with myself, I would probably have to put myself in the latter category. Be truly honest with yourself. If your not than that tells you right there where you are at. Only be admitting ones faults can one improve oneself.

That is my prospective from the Cheap Seats.


P.S. Go Lions Kick the Niners butts.

The four types of guys..

Being a Newbie, I'm not exactly sure how often I am suppose to do this. Once a day? Twice a week? I just don't know. But after posting my first post yesterday, I'm thinking that i got hooked. There is something about putting yourself out there, with no fear of retribution. Those of you who know my, know that  I really cant keep my mouth shut about anything, if I have an opinion I will give it. If I don't like something, I will tell you. Oh and don't you dare mess with my family or you will see an ugly side to this normally calm demeanour. Even typing that it was hard to do it with a straight face. I am an emotional guy, and that is something that the "Guy" is not suppose to be. I don't care. I am who I am, and you either love me or hate me, your choice no skin off my back.

Now that you know me, or at least part of me, let me share an observation with you. The way I see it from up here in the "Cheap Seats" is that there are four kinds of guys in this world; guys that like sports, guys that like cars, guys who like sports and cars, and guys who don't like either. First of all, ladies stay away from the latter. Guys who don't like either, well there is something inherently wrong with that. It was programmed into our DNA. Its true if you look at it under a microscope you should see either Grass or Gas. If you don't, Run.

Second is the guy who likes both sports and cars. Now this is the most common stereotype for guys. Just because he as an extra appendage automatically makes him an expert on every sport known to man, and that he can fix your car with a tooth brush, a belt, and a roll of duct tape. Well to give him some credit, a guy should be able to fix anything with duct tape, and if he cant hes not using enough. I thought that I may be included in this category, because I bleed Honolulu Blue and I work at a car dealership in the parts department. Well truth be told, I don't really fit here. Wanna hear a secret? I don't really care about cars. that being said, I do like my job but I will not go out of my way to spend extra time that I don't have being with cars. Those of you who do, more power to you. The world need men like you.

Next there is the kind of guy who loves cars but not sports. The back yard mechanic who spends his Saturdays supping up an old barracuda, or just changing the brakes on his wife's grand prix. He is the kind of guy that will help anyone who needs it, just because he loves the feel of grease on his hands and the smell of exhaust. Guys if you find yourself in this category, consider yourself privileged for you don't know what you mean to the people that you help out. I have found myself lucky to call one of these men, friend. Thank you.

And last but defiantly not least is the type that i find myself fitting into. The sports fan. Whether it be baseball, football, hockey, or cheer leading we love sports. I know some of you guys are laughing and saying cheer leading isn't a sport. I was once one of you. But truth be told when your at a football game or basketball game, how many of you men watch the cheerleaders almost as much as the game. Being a sports fan isn't a hobby, its a way of life. Men devoted to their teams, will remain devoted to their team till death. With that devotion comes rivalry. Its a little known fact that WWII was actually started over a disagreement on which team would win the world series in 1939. Hitler wanted the Cincinnati Reds to win, most of Europe wanted the Yankees to win(whats new). When the Yankees won Hitler invaded France... Its true look it up. OK don't but you get my point. Although I do have a good friend that got in a fist fight, in Church no less, defending his beloved wolverines.

So with all that being said I am really glad that spent the time listening to my opinion. I will probably take tomorrow off, due to it being Sunday so i might not have time to write. The Lions are going to San Fran for a rematch of the Handshake, so there will be alot of praying going on tomorrow. Good Luck boys.

First timer....

So this is it... I gave in. I fell to the pressure  to conform to society. I have done something that I honestly thought I would never do. I started a blog. I probably have my wife to thank for this, even i have never mentioned doing one before. I started thinking about it and came to the relization that it is a good way to vent about absolutly anything that I wanted to, and you cant do anything about it.

Well if you dont already know who I am, my name is Josh Miller. I have been married for what seems like nine years, to the best woman in the world.I have two and a quater kids; Abby is 6 going on 15, Jazi is 4 and full of attitude, and that other quater we like to call gummie bear is due in mid to late March.

Being a huge sports fan, i decided to title the blog "Life in the Cheap Seats" because thats how I view Life. We will never be wealthy. There I said it. We will never win the lottery, so I can save that five dollars. Plus for those of you sitting with me in the "cheap seats"  you usually get a better prospective up here in the nosebleed section.  So I will use this as a way to vent, complain, discuss, praise, brag and any other verb that you want to throw in there. Im sure there WILL BE a Detroit Lions refrence at least once in every post, and for those of you that know me, posts made on the day afer my Lions Play will probable either be full of profanity (not really) or full of praise (really).

I will also use this as an outlet for those days that I just need to vent, so if you read it and fail to find a sports refrence, know that it must have been a rough day, and there are plenty of those. So I hope this blog helps you find a little bit of entertainment, maybe a little bit of inside info into my life, and prospective from life in the cheap seats...