"Show a Little Backbone Will, Ya?"

I know. After I get you all set up thinking this would be a culturally uplifting place to visit, I go and start with this. But I just couldn’t resist. It is now my honor to introduce my first heroic find:



Push play on the video to experience just part of Dr. Jones' Epicness.


He is who I want to be when I grow up. A historian with enough determination to know exactly what he wants, with enough backbone to risk his life to protect ancient artifacts and with enough coordination to make ridiculous stunts look easy. He is the perfect blend of humor and common sense. Plus, he wears a super neat hat.

But the best part of Indiana Jones is his weakness, one that I relate to on so many levels it’s not even funny. Snakes. He hates snakes, thus I feel justified in hating them as well. He faces everything else without breaking a sweat, but isn’t it just a great truth of life that your greatest fear will be the one thing you face over and over again. He can avoid countless booby traps, swing over chasms of death, and outrun a boulder bent on crushing him to pulp without a single negative expletive. But when he freaks out to find a snake in his chair he is accused of not showing enough backbone.

I think we all feel like there are days when we have to sneak into enemy camps, decipher our way through indistinguishable problems, avoid countless explosions and still we end the day by being flung into a snake pit. It’s on those days that we can’t afford to roll over and give up. Instead, hoist yourself to your feet, grab a torch and “wave it at anything that slithers.” We are never trapped into a certain fate unless we allow ourselves to believe we are. Truth from my main man, Indiana Jones.