Through A Squinted Eye

Now do it in reverse…

So my lovely lady, aka wife to you, started an abridged encyclopedia of her and her life. You can find it here.  Basically I am struggling to think up interested thoughts and ramblings to share so I stole her idea without consent, which she borrowed from scrapbooking.  Well I do not scrapbook and have no intention to start.  In a pathetic effort to be a little different I will be working in reverse order alphabetically.  Maybe I will meet her in the middle…. DOH!!! That’s the hardest letter. What was I thinking? 

Zildjian 

I am not a drummer and therefore it would seem odd that I would list a symbol first.  However, I am a guitarist and my drummers always played Zildjians.  These prized possessions are treated like precious gems to drummers (gems you pound with a stick) and memory I will always have is when Danielle tripped loading in while carrying the drummer’s Zildjian symbols sending them crashing down first upon her chin and the to the concrete floor.  Only one cracked and Wife eventually recovered.

Zoo

A tradition Danielle and her mother started probably 5 years ago was to go to the zoo the Friday before or after Danielle’s birthday.  I have a feeling it was just a reason to take off work, but now it is tradition and they have to do it.  I have gone 3 times now and it something that I enjoy.  Perhaps because it is a reason to take a day off, but it is nice to be outside and observe nature in captivity.  Yes that is twisted.

Zach de la Rocha

The front man for RATM is not what you call a singer, but a passionate vocalist.  Rage is one of my favorite bands and a big influence in the days of my band (see also CleverTruth).  Oddly enough when I first heard Rage I turned off the radio.  That’s right radio, no iTunes then kiddies. I could not get past the voice.  However, like coffee the first time you acquire a taste and soon after an affinity.  Zach’s vocals are empowering and force me to examine a little about our government.

Zucchini

You may think I am just trying to think of any Z words to fill up this page, but I seriously like zuchini.  It was something as a kid I thought I hated and then I tried it sauted one summer.  Now I think of cold beer,  grillin’ and summer every time I have zucchini. (See also Beer, Grillin’, and Summer)