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Month: September 2015
Spoiler free Doctor Who commentary
From the mouths of babes
Me: “Alexa, play Dr John Radio.”
Alexa
Aunt Mary’s ghost: “Enunciate boy!”
Our police watch too many movies.
Holy crap! I just found a bomb on my wrist! Oh, wait, the skin is white. Everyone can relax.
For those who do not understand, read about this future rocket scientist (yes, that’s a NASA shirt he’s wearing in front of his handcuffs)
See: https://imgur.com/PMgDR7m
Watch: https://youtu.be/3mW4w0Y1OXE
Read: http://www.dallasnews.com/news/community-news/northwest-dallas-county/headlines/20150915-irving-9th-grader-arrested-after-taking-homemade-clock-to-school-so-you-tried-to-make-a-bomb.ece
This is NOT how we inspire future scientists. This is NOT how we progress as a society. This is NOT how we make students excited about education.
This IS how we instill fear. This IS how we control future generations. This IS how we stagnate intellectualism. This IS how we destroy innovation.
#endtheabsurdity #bringbackcommonsense
So long…
…thanks for all the fish.
More cord cutting
I did it. I committed to being a Comcast customer for the next 2 years. $109.95 per month set in stone. 50Mbps down/ 10Mpbs up. Unlimited. $200 installation fee; $150 rebate. And yes, if I terminate in less than 24 months, I’m on the hook for 75% of the remainder. So if 6 months remain when I cancel, I’d owe $495.
Negatives? No television whatsoever. Positives? No more data cap.
My overage charges alone in July were $110.
Now, saying, “I’m going to pay $2638.80 for two years of Internet connectivity” sounds ludicrous. Add in Netflix roughly $20 a month. $3118.80 and Hulu ($7.99/mth) $3310.56. And now add cellphone service: $12,358,56. So, if my family wanted to cut out all entertainment and phone services, in two years, I could take them on one of the cheaper Disney vacations. Or, we could skip Disney and stay current with The Walking Dead.
Why did they put Doug in a padded room?
Because "The type or namespace name ‘ScriptManager’ does not exist in the namespace ‘System.Web.UI’ (are you missing an assembly reference?)"
Genuine Dad
I played catch with my son with a football and discussed proper kicking technique. I leveled up as a dad today.
Simply Pleasures
Nothing is quite as amusing as joking with the cashier about the year supply of discount condoms in your purchase.
How to program effectively
Coding is so much better when it includes wine or beer.
Trapped in Knoxville
And then there was that one time I drove to the airport with nothing but the clothes on my back intent to leave…and the airport was closed.
A need to be numb
There’s a point in the night
A choice to be made
Power through
Or give up the fight
When the time comes
The brain turns foggy
And hides distracting thoughts
Creativity flows
But hesitate
If you slow
The fog turns solid
Hit a wall
Pass out now
Or pass out then
Both a loss
Neither a win
There’s a point in the night
A choice to be made
Sacrifice the wee hours
And give up the day
Whatever decision
The clock ticks
The night comes
You fade away.
For Labor Day, I labored
When we have three day weekends, I like to take a personal day to try to have a 4 day weekend to work around the house on all that I neglect due to work and volunteer obligations and to be with my family. More often than not, this translates to working on the computer to earn extra money. Today was no different. Despite the beautiful weather, I did no yardwork. I made no clubhouse repairs. I washed no cars. Instead I programmed, rather troubleshot a non-functioning program with little success.
I did take a few minutes to repair the door knob on our front door. It had become so loose that it failed to open the door. Fixing it you would think would be a couple twists of a screwdriver. But symbolic of all things in my life, it was not so simple and required an allen wrench (technically ‘key’), flashlight (technically iphone), phillips head screwdriver, and a pry bar.
As darkness falls, the stress of the quantity of unfinished planning for scouts, paperwork for other things, unsent communiques, failed budgeting, and misplaced dreams for this 4 day weekend are trumped only by the snarling and nattering of my overdone children and wife. At this exact moment, my aching back would like nothing more than a beer and to lounge in front of the television. Instead, some vitamin I, some coffee, and headphones with loud music will power me into the night. "Alexa, play cyberpunk."
The Final Boom’s Day
I went to the very first Boom’s Day and the next four after that. I committed to myself that I’d go to everyone but after that 5th event, I quit going. Tonight is supposedly the last Boom’s Day. I think it’s a guerrilla marketing effort to raise attendance. Nonetheless, I chose to keep the family home, not fight the crowds, and work on the house and a client’s website. A great deal of yard work was completed. So much more remains. If I had the means, I’d take a year off just to work on my home and family. It’s now dinner time. I head out to park the car and the front door complains, refusing to open if the handle is pressed down instead of raised up. I can fix it. I will fix it. The door knob is a metaphor for my life under constant repair. But I can fix it. I will fix it. I want to accomplish so much more. So much more than has been done. Nonetheless, I am content.
The day thus far
This Sunday of Labor Day weekend thus far: I’ve cursed Microsoft extensively as I fight an ASP.NET solution. I’ve repaired the weedeater and taken my ire out on the lawn. I’ve also decided the last Booms Day will have to happen without my family.
