Category: Daily Life

Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.

  • 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!

  • Humbug

    The older I become, the more I appreciate Ebenezer Scrooge.

  • Oddities of Adulthood

    Adulting: Spending $1200 to save $1700.

  • From the mouths of babes

    Is your pet a healthy weight?

    Context: Evan, our 11 year old, helped me drop one of the cats off at the veterinarian for a comprehensive exam last Wednesday. Behind the scale is this sign. Recently, both our 12 year old and 9 year old German Shepherds died.

    Evan, 11 years old, studies the sign: "Dad, I think our next dog should be a three, four, or five."
    Me: "Evan, that’s not a menu."

  • That time of the day

    Time to take my evening dose of Phokital.

  • Trump is going to ruin this country

    Reading Trump’s first 100 day plan made me physical ill. He’s going to set this country back 50 years.

  • From the mouths of babes

    Me: "Alexa, play the Ramones."
    Alexa: *jams*
    Groggy 11 year old Evan walks into the room: "Dad, could you turn down the music?"
    Me: "What are you guys doing?"
    Evan: "Sleeping…"

  • Living right

    Tomorrow’s dinner was cooked tonight!

  • Story of my life

    On a tight deadline tonight with too much to accomplish. So what happens? Computer freezes, reboots, runs slow, iPhone apps causing me grief, Amazon FireHD running slow…nothing is working! Argh.

  • RIP Narrative

    The Narrative camera was a pre-purchase, Kickstarter style, project I backed. I was in early and really enjoyed the product. It started as a very small, light weight and durable wearable camera which took a 5 megapixel photograph every 30 seconds. Eventually we were able to change the time to as little as every 10 seconds. The battery would last all day and captured numerous candid and awesome photos of scouting events and my daily life. I particularly enjoyed wearing the camera, forgetting about it, immersing myself in the event, and later enjoying great photos to enhance my memory. As for the durability, I once had the camera fall off my shirt and ran over it with a pallet jack pushing it along the concrete 3 feet before realizing it was under the wheel. Barely a scratch! The Narrative really is a great product. It’s a shame the company failed. Maybe GoPro will pick them up.

  • Forwhat?

    Seriously, does anyone use Foursquare anymore?

  • I see the solution

    Night ruined because I tried to help someone. I see the solution to the problem. I should quit trying to help people. "Not my problem."

  • Come and get it!

    My house doesn’t have a dinner bell; it has a dinner text message.

    Once upon a time, I bought a triangle to ring to bring the children home from playing in the neighborhood…I wasn’t ever allowed to use it 🙂

  • And thus closes another weekend

    We’ve reached that time of Sunday even where I declare that this weekend needs two more days. For my health, I cry uncle. That which did not get completed will be done in due time. It was a full weekend. Tomorrow promises to be long and will not be lacking of interest. Let us resume these activities at 4:30 tomorrow morning. Ciao.

  • From the mouths of babes

    Cathy: "You’ve managed to redneck your whiskey!"