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Category: Daily Life
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.
Bad fan extracted
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At this point, he went to the Apple store
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Get up
The animals have decreed that it is time for me to wake up.
Obligatory 9/11 post
My brother, my mother, and myself (yellow shirt), on the World Trade Center (WTC) observation deck circa 1985.
From the mouths of babes
Evan singing “la la laaa la”
Me: how do you know that song?
Evan: “Wreck it Ralph” “Help! I need somebody. Help.”
Me: “is that from Wreck It Ralph too?”
Evan: “No, Dad. That’s the Beatles!”
I thought I was going to laugh at a fart joke…I didn’t know I was going to cry
From the mouths of babes
Evan, 9 years old: “I like being high!” “Everything looks different when you are high. It’s so beautiful.” “Being high is awesome!”
We were driving the rental truck home.
Weekend Project: Bunk bed v2.0
- Lumber – $175
- Tools – $513 (woot!)
- Spending every last rebate and gift card in my wallet – priceless! (or $513 depending on your interpretation)
Saturday
Who needs an alarm clock when you have pets! I awoke far earlier than I wanted this morning but eventually yielded to the obnoxious behaviors of the hungry animals.
With such an early morning, I thought perhaps I could accomplish some technical stuff and work on a client’s website. However, my computer is running like a slug and I discovered one of my websites has been compromised so now I have to play security person on a machine that refuses to function.
Things I have to do today: buy Tommy a cookie cake and celebrate his birthday. Yesterday he turned 24!
Things I want to do today: play games with the children, go to a park with the children, ride bikes, clean the house, clean the yard, finish hole two of the mini-golf in the sideyard, work on the club house, clean the driveway, clean the cars, program something for the raspberry pi, learn HAM radio, do a personal website, work on a client’s website, take online training for scouts, plan scout meetings, update calendar, write, read, and relax.
Last day of summer
This is the last day of summer vacation for the children. It is raining (big deal). Instead of playing the kids and making this last day exciting, I am on my computer programming. #superdad
(N.b. I do this _for_ them.)
Literally, I’m going to do this
Years ago (2006 to be specific), as a fan of the show Boston Legal, I developed a form of anger management practice for myself by modeling my responses after James Spader’s character Alan Shore. Before speaking, I would ask myself, "What would Alan Shore do?" (WWASD)
I did this for several weeks with much success before confiding my plan with my wife. Now she is aware and periodically calls out, “you’re doing it now!” with a grin. I tilt my chin up slightly, give a Mona Lisaesque smile, and reply, “of course I am.”
[Source]
WWASD do was fun and tempered me well. Today I’ve decided to take inspiration from another character. So, friend who reads my words, do not be surprised if I see you in public and say something like, "Hello driver who parks car poorly" or "Neighbor I only see when you need something" or "Well endowed, large breasted friend of mine." The time has come for me to channel and embody Dave Bautista’s character from Guadian’s of the Galaxy, Drax. So, what would Drax say? WWDS.
One man’s junk
Today my daughter rides the world’s longest yard sale.
The 27th annual “World’s Longest Yard Sale,” will go through six states and stretch 690 miles from Aug. 7-10 from 5 miles north of Addison, Mich., to Gadsden, Ala., on U.S. Highway 127.
[Source, Knoxnews, ‘World’s Largest Yard Sale’ comes to area]
This does not bode well for our house which has aggressively been trying to declutter.
Don’t mind me
I just work here.
Of Being Dad – College Version
"Btw Dad, I need $3000 in two weeks." And he probably has no clue that he’s going to need another $2000 in unplanned expenses and he has no idea his sister is in line ahead of him.
And you wonder why I buy lottery tickets…
