And now welcome Denis Leary. There's a guy- I don't know if you've heard about this guy, he's been on the news a lot lately. There's a guy- he's English, I don't think we should hold that against him, but apparently this is just his life's dream because he is going from country to country.
Who else would I be? Indeed, I am me. This is not a personal blog about Ken Wert. I am not the story. Besides, one of my goals this year is to open me to you more than I have in the past as I write about issues of happiness and the many obstacles we create to it. A sort of parting of the curtains, if you will.
So to inaugurate that aim and as a playful peek into the guy behind the blog, I give you a bunch of stuff no one in their right mind would care to know about me.
I speak Mandarin Chinese, but not because my wife does. We sent our daughter on three different trips to China, Australia, France, Germany, Spain and Switzerland when she was in high school as part of a program called, People to People Student Ambassadors.
Gandhi has been a moral hero of mine since I was about 17 years old. I have a large painting of him hanging in my classroom, painted by a former student who gave it to me a few years ago. Check out his autobiography here.
I never dated in high school because I lacked confidence with girls until my college years. I was a late bloomer. I was engaged to be married to another girl before I met my wife. Breaking the engagement with the other girl had nothing to do with meeting my wife though it would have made a great story if it had!
One of the most startling and rewarding parts of a high school teaching career has been all the former students who have kept in touch and still occasionally drop by to visit, even years later. One year a student hid in my closet for 45 minutes waiting for me to go home.
Once gone, she opened my classroom door to let her friends in to decorate my room for a surprise birthday party they threw me the next morning.
I was very surprised. Now I check my closets. I was the last guy anyone would have thought would start a blog. I still own a flip phone proof of We learned to get creative with packaged dry noodles.
As a kid, I was afraid of heights, so I forced myself to walk on top walls and climb trees and move onto precarious branches to challenge my fear. Just kidding, it actually worked goes to show what facing fears can do—you should try it—the facing fears part, not walking atop walls!
My guitar and piano are my creative and emotional outlets. I play guitar every night as my son falls asleep. My daughter once told one of her friends to listen to me sing because it sounded so funny. But I sing anyway. And yes, it still sounds funny. My family is very patient. Actually, my lovely wife likes to secretly stop singing at church when we come to the more challenging parts of a hymn all the notes are pretty challenging if you ask me!
In high school, I wanted to become a rich and famous guitarist in a rich and famous rock band. I was never in a rock band. Turns out talent is a prerequisite. I live in Southern California, 20 minutes from the beach, a couple hours from the snow and almost always in the warmth.
I get teary-eyed watching movies about families especially parent-child relationships and overcoming moral challenges. I even tear up with commercials and cartoons. Click here to grab your own copy! I started a book on happiness when I was in my 20s. The ideas that began to crystallize over 2 decades ago serve me here at Meant to be Happy today.Bud's Windows Troubleshooter Tricks & Tips.
For a Better MIDI & Karaoke Experience, Download Vanbasco MIDI-Karaoke Player, This Player Is . It was Halloween the other day, right? So this year I am super proud of myself because I have WATCHED THE SCARY MOVIES. I haven't willingly seen a scary anything in about 10 years (one of the benefits of being a grown up, I've decided: I don't have to ride scary rides, and I don't have to see scary movies, AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME), but this week I watched The Witch, Halloween .
I want to know if you'll be my girl When you turned and walked away That's when I want to say C'mon baby, give me a whirl I want to know if you'll be my girl Heyyyyyy, hey baby!
I want to know if you'll be my girl Hey, hey hey hey hey, baby C'mon, baby now. GLASS ONION (Lennon/McCartney) JOHN "That's me, just doing a throwaway song, a la 'Walrus' a la everything I've ever written.
I threw in the line 'The walrus was Paul' just to confuse everybody a bit more. It could've been the fox terrier is Paul, you know.
1 - Asshole [Spoken] Folks, I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream. About me. About you. The way our American hearts beat down in the bottom of our chests.
GLASS ONION (Lennon/McCartney) JOHN "That's me, just doing a throwaway song, a la 'Walrus' a la everything I've ever written. I threw in the line 'The walrus was Paul' just to confuse everybody a bit more. It could've been the fox terrier is Paul, you .