Me: "Who threw clothes on the stairs? I need to strangle a child."
My 14 year old daughter: "I’ll be right down!"
Me, to myself: "I don’t think she understood what I said."
Category: Daily Life
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.
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From the mouths of babes
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What to do with 300 tee shirts?
I asked the question a while back. I’ve misplaced the answers. Some were akin to "make a quilt." I’ve given some shirts over to rags n the garage. I hate the idea of simply adding the shirts to the trash. I don’t think any donation service like Goodwill or Ladies of Charity would actually take these. I think they can be added to compost but I’m not composting at the time.
So, what can I do with 300 tee shirts that date back to the 80s?
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And tomorrow I shall repeat this
On this day, February 3, 2017, I reaffirm my commitment to be a better man than I was yesterday.
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From the mouths of babes
My wife: "The squirrels are eating my bush. Would you check on it for me?"
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Adulthood
My younger self always thought it had something to do with being a jock, having money, or being with the in-crowd; that younger self would have laughed silly at being told getting laid all hinged on finishing a wood floor.
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Seeking surveyor recommendation
KNOXVILLE: Anyone have recommendations on a property surveyor for West Knoxville? I want to get the four corners identified, monuments replaced if necessary, easements identified, and recorded at the city/county building.
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The cupboards are bare
When there is no food in the house, you invent things to eat. So, today’s lunch is called sweet baby dill pickle wrapped in a single piece of hard salami. Mmmmm.
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From the mouths of babes
Me: "Goddammit, quit stepping on the cats!"
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Yes, I used a spreadsheet
After 16 years, I have finally figured out when I can and cannot ask my wife for a special dates. Data is beautiful!
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A quick disclaimer about social media and live events
A quick disclaimer about social media and live events.
I recognize that the chance for some of the information I’m distributing could be inaccurate. For example, Arrowmont having burned…we now have pictures that most of the structures are still standing.
I hope most people know that social media brings awareness at the sacrifice of accuracy. Our sharing of information is second or third hand and anecdotal. I am 45 minutes to an hour and a half away from the fires. I am not witnessing any of this first hand.
The choice between posting these things is one of awareness versus accuracy. I’d rather put it out there and have people know what’s going on and what is at stake and make corrections later. I am not always good about including words like “second hand” and “unconfirmed” I think that’s all implied right now. -
And the vacation comes to a close…with a missing sweater
I thought today would be a perfect day to wear my favorite cashmere sweater. Unfortunately, it has gone missing. Hopefully, I find it in the car. Sorta defines these past two weeks. See, I’ve been on a working vacation. That would be two weeks off of the day job to solely focus on the side job. It was a wonderful vacation. Had plenty of positive experiences (mostly centered around family fun), some negative (my 11-year-old received frostbite on his fingertips and I felt like a cad), and good progress on my project (albeit, the intention was to have it completed before this morning…it isn’t).
My vacation plans had been this: Do everything in my power to finish my side project BEFORE the vacation began. Spend the vacation working on the house and spending time with my family. Unfortunately, software doesn’t always cooperate. I’m very close to having it wrapped up. My software muse is in good spirits. Let the code flow!
