Year: 2004

A New Day!

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This Morning

“It’s a new day. I will do the best I can with it. At the end of the day, I will put this day to bed and start new tomorrow.”

The day started off with me committing to myself to program all day long in 4 hour increments. At the end of each 4 hours I would stop and switch to another project.

A phone call. Cathy and I try to rush off to church to deliver much needed clothing (Noah was bare back). Took us 40 minutes to get out of the house, gas in the car, return to house to turn off stove top, get to the church then another 20 minutes to get home. When we returned home the water from the backed up sink (the one with the busted garbage disposal) was running all over the floor from the dishwasher. Task change: fix plumbing.

Wife gets upset at filthiness of kitchen. Task change: clean house.

Task change: no, work.

Tommy is fighting his Trojan Horse project. Task change: Go buy balsa wood and build Tommy’s project with him.

Task change: no, blog to calm.

Task change: no, work.

Task change: no, just sit around and wig out.

Yesterday/Last Night

Rushed Noah out the door to get to his 10am soccer tournament. I took Molly as she had dog school at 2pm. The day promised to be an interesting juggling act of children swapping. Cathy had planned on being there for Noah’s first game then taking Sarah to Girl Scouts but they were running behind. Noah lost his first game in the tournament then played with his friends and jumped in the Bounce House. Molly was so over excited that by the end of the day I felt like I’d been chopping wood all day long. I kept her from jumping on people except for one sweet little girl in a white shirt. Did I mention how muddy the fields were? 20 minutes into the first game the grandparents joined us with Amy and Tommy. Granny left after a short bit for a rather lengthy time. Tommy slept in the chair. Amy bounced and played in wet beach sand and became a terrible mess. Molly calmed and wet pet by a thousand kids while parents cringed and warned their children not to approach dogs. My reply was always, “they already know each other” as most of the children had already pet Molly. A 3 month old Bassett Hound (I think that is wrong) showed up and they barked at each other until I asked if they could meet and the owner and I cautiously let them approach. The small dog’s child owner freaked but the dogs did no harm to each other and the small one realized “I should be scared of this” so I backed Molly off.

Noah lost his 2nd game and started to become dejected. Noah then disappeared for 30 minutes while I ran around with Molly trying to stay calm. I could not find yellow number 10 to save my life. Turns out he was right beside us with his gray sweat jacket donned.

Molly, Tommy and I parted company for dog school and Noah lost his third game of the tournament and declared he didn’t like soccer anymore.

Dog school was hard. Molly was overdone by that point. I gave Tommy the honors of walking to 1/4 mile down to the convenient mart to buy himself some food and he was thrilled.

After dog school we went to Agrifeed to have Molly’s picture made with Santa. She did really well!

Cathy and I decided a date was in order and ended the day on dinner and a movie (National Treasure) and included Tommy who was polite and well behaved.

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Good day of work yesterday. Met the family at the mall. We let the 11 year old girl, her 12 year old best friend and our 8 year old boy go see The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie by themselves. Controlled safe environment and Mom never left the mall. The kids felt empowered and were all giddy as all get out!

We finished up with a dinner of boiling Mr. Crab. I let loose with my own adlibed script and cooked dinner while speaking for Mr. Crab, SpongeBob and Patrick. I think I did pretty good with each of their voices including Mr. Crab’s scream as he entered the pot to SpongeBob’s manic laughter. My voices faltered slightly when my audience of Sarah, Noah and Sarah’s friend (via phone receiver held in air–I was broadcast!) showed up and I started to laugh. The kids seems quiet amused with this one with big grins on their faces as opposed to their typical eye rolling ‘dad you are sooo embarassing’ responses to my humor. What fun! “SpongeBoooob! I’ll ye mah last dollar to get me outta this pot. Aven’t aye been a good boss to ya?” “Heeeheheheee” “Uh, Spongebob, Mr. Crab is turnin a funny shade of red.”

The evening was calm and destressing.

Today is the soccer tournament. 20% chance of rain. Noah, 8, will play 3 forty minute games (20 minute halfs with a 5 minute break between). Between games are a supposed hour and 15 minute break for them to rest up on jumping games like moon walks and other amusements. This guy is going to be so worn out at the end of this day I’d expect he’ll passout at dinner time!

I may have majorly stopped my caffeine intake but that doesn’t mean that I have to stop bathing in it! Has a minted scent to it too!

*Snap* and it was over. Apparent Jerry missed the sign that said “no mice allowed in the kitchen.”

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I was weak last night and gave into unnecessary sleep. Now I have a bit of an anxiety build up but am fighting to stay calm. I need a haircut badly but don’t know when I can work it it. This week was short because of me. Next week will be short because of Thanksgiving (A time we give thanks b/c the Indians showed our forefathers how to live through the winter so we could kill them in the spring). This is a hard time of year.

I’ve had this window open since the election with intent to summarize, review and comment. However, at this point I can only say, interesting read.

Here’s the basic premise of Frank’s book: In Kansas (and really the rest of the country) religious conservatives have overtaken the Republican Party at the grassroots level. Having been abandoned by the Democratic Party during the sixties in favor of Rainbow Coalition, urban cultural politics, these rep-Cons (Frank’s term for conservative, working-class, bible-loving former Democrats that now vote Republican) stewed in their own religious fervor–which apparently is especially feverous in Kansas and has been since the state’s radical founding–until they became a massive Jesus-infused political force and began chucking rep-Mods (Moderate, socially liberal, old school Republicans) out of office. And here’s the rub. The rep-Cons, for a variety of reasons, fully support the rep-Mods economic ideas (ideals), even though that way of thinking, economically speaking, is analogous to a slave supporting slavery.

Again, en masse, the working poor of Kansas are electing politicians that make their lives worse. And the people are doing it gleefully, out of their own free will. So they think.

Looks like someone has been making postcards! You will probably want to click and release your mouse wheel then drag the mouse pointer down slightly to use the autoscroll. I should be mean and say something like “that last picture was funny!” I actually went to the end to see if there was any joke as the last picture (something I would personally do). I doubt many other people will make it all the way through. Enjoy!

Looks like one of these postcard pics was used for the famous “Everytime you masterbate God kills a kitten” picture.

Since the topic came up, here is a must watch anti-masterbation commercial No nudity. Worksafe with the exception of the word “masterbate” being spoken repeatedly.

The cat has failed to catch its prey. My Hunt (amz) has begun. The evident of mice in the kitchen is disturbing. Time to eliminate the rodents without hurting the toddler, cat, dog or curious 8 or 14 year old. I give the 11 year old enough credit to stay away from the traps.

Mommy Matters has an exceptional letter. I give it a must read!

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I worked through the night! And it felt great! I am no more tired this morning that I typically am.

I am trying to figure out why TN Lottery Results is not getting ranked by google. By the documentation and FAQs I’ve been reading it is possibly due to a lack of external links to the page. The blog is not ranked possibly because they think the page is a “landing page” or “doorway page” for TN Lottery Results.

I’m having too much fun with Google’s Adsense right now. I just added the skyscrapper to the left to try for a day or two. I already think it looks too obnoxious. I have a total redesign for this blog coming soon anyway. I don’t want to turn the blog into a large advertisement.

I’m a reference person. I realize that the biggest difference between my ColdFusion experience and my PHP experience is a pocket reference. Granted, I have years of ColdFusion over PHP so there is a greater familiarity but as much as I like searchable online documentation I still have an affinity for a paper reference.

Time to shop O’Reilly’s.