My Chuck Norris Top 10

In no particular order

1. Chuck Norris has never won an Academy Award for acting... because he's not acting
2. Chuck Norris crossed the road. No one has ever dared question his motives.
3. Chuck Norris doesn't say "who's your daddy", because he knows the answer.
4. Chuck Norris is widely predicted to be first black president. If you're thinking to yourself, "But Chuck Norris isn't black", then you are dead wrong. And stop being a racist.
5. The Great Wall of China was originally created to keep Chuck Norris out. It failed miserably.
6. Chuck Norris can win a game of Connect Four in only three moves.
7. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles is based on a true story: Chuck Norris once swallowed a turtle whole, and when he crapped it out, the turtle was six feet tall and had learned karate.
8. Chuck Norris Does not sleep. He waits.
9. Chuck Norris Counted to infinity - Twice.
10. Chuck Norris can slam a revolving door
11. There is no such thing as global warming. Chuck Norris was cold, so he turned the sun up.

Moving Forward

I've been avoiding blogging for quite some time now. Several different events have moved me in this direction of which I will list just a few.
First and foremost is the idea that, in the words of Tony Robbins, "a life worth living is a life worth writing down". And up until now my life will only be remembered in memories and a few journal entries.
My life is not only worth living, it is also worth remembering. Sounds pretentious and all but I truly believe I have something to give to current and future generations.
Another reason that this blogging thing has been on my mind is a talk given by Elder Henry B. Eyring, member of the first presidency, in the Sunday morning session of the October 2007 Conference entitled "O Remember, Remember". This is a quote from that talk:

When our children were very small, I started to write down a few things about what happened every day. Let me tell you how that got started. I came home late from a Church assignment. It was after dark. My father-in-law, who lived near us, surprised me as I walked toward the front door of my house. He was carrying a load of pipes over his shoulder, walking very fast and dressed in his work clothes. I knew that he had been building a system to pump water from a stream below us up to our property.

He smiled, spoke softly, and then rushed past me into the darkness to go on with his work. I took a few steps toward the house, thinking of what he was doing for us, and just as I got to the door, I heard in my mind—not in my own voice—these words: “I’m not giving you these experiences for yourself. Write them down.”

I went inside. I didn’t go to bed. Although I was tired, I took out some paper and began to write. And as I did, I understood the message I had heard in my mind. I was supposed to record for my children to read, someday in the future, how I had seen the hand of God blessing our family. Grandpa didn’t have to do what he was doing for us. He could have had someone else do it or not have done it at all. But he was serving us, his family, in the way covenant disciples of Jesus Christ always do. I knew that was true. And so I wrote it down, so that my children could have the memory someday when they would need it.

I believe I have read this talk in its entirety over 20 times since it was given and now, finally I am beginning to act. This isn't going to be a preachy blog though to sensor or neglect this aspect of my life would leave a huge hole in the endeavor.