On this eleventh day
Of this eleventh month
In this eleventh year
Of the second Mi11ennium
During the eleventh hour
On the eleventh minute
At the eleventh second
And the hundred and eleventh millisecond
We shall
Turn it up to eleven!
Category: Daily Life
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.
While Cathy was away, the boys played!
Cathy went to visit Sarah in New York City. The grandparents basically had Amy and Evan for the entire trip and Noah for much of the trip. That left Tommy and me at the house alone. Tommy, like Freakzoid, gets sucked into the Internet so I basically had the house to myself for duration of her trip minus the time I spent for clients and the time I spent juggling at Boo at the Zoo. So what happened in that time? The yard had a major cleaning of the junk which had been accumulating for a decade. The house received a sweeping and mopping. Then there was this surprise for Cathy:
What happens when you leave a man home alone?
The wife and kids are away…so I run out of toilet paper!
Don’t touch fast spinning things
I wonder if the time lapse video will capture the moment I touched my finger to the shaft of the rotary tool. Bad thing to do just before going to juggle for 3 or 4 hours.
Things you shouldn’t have to say in the morning
Where’s the snake?
Creating experiences for your child is parenting
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Cat Stevens on the XM and 9-y-o chirps: "I remember this song from the big rally in DC. Let’s do that again." #colbert
My roof will outlive me
I spoke to one of my neighbors this morning. Or rather, I said a bunch of words and I think he managed to understand a couple of them.
Me: "I like your new metal roof."
Him: "It’s a poor man’s roof.”
Me: "I bet it sounds nice in the rain."
Him: "It’s got a 35 year warranty. I’m 98 years old."
Me: "And an optimist!"
Things you have to learn on your own – lube
When I was 20, had you told me the quantity of Liquid Wrench and Astroglide I would use in my life, I would have never believed you.
A sign of growing up
Recognizing that you should own a nice pen.
Dad Fail
Came home early to cook dinner and spend time with my kids. Now everyone is tense and in tears. Should have stayed at the client’s office.
Protected: That hollow feeling in the chest
Clear!
Today’s lunch: salt with an extra serving of salt, mustard (salt), ketchup (salt), random processed meat parts, fried dough, fried starch, and sugar.
Special thanks to Denton’s (inspired by the TN Valley Fair)
Negative Karmic Debt
I’ve been building up bad karma and things are about to go critical. Must seek good karma!
I miss my AA
Most days, and particularly today, I really miss having an administrative assistant. Karla! Where are you?
There are no girl Jedi!
While having coffee one morning at Mojoe’s Trailside Coffeehouse, one of the customers mentions her girl will be attending Jedi camp. Oh! I have to get Evan into this and sure enough, he finds a slot just before the camp fills up. Camp is the last week of June 2011 and Evan had a blast!
Fast forward to today, September 8, 2011, and I’m having coffee in Mojoe’s and talking to the wonderful mother who turned me onto Jedi camp. In the grand scheme of Evan’s life, an enormous amount of time has passed between Jedi Camp and today. The mother says, "Your son is Evan right?" The gears start turning in my head as she continues, "Evan and my daughter had a fight." My heart sinks. The mother smiles, "Evan told my daughter that girls cannot be Jedi. And my daughter argued with him and told him about the women in the Clone Wars." After a chuckle, we talk about little minds, the funny things they produce, and amazement at the fact that the two are still talking about and remembering Jedi Camp. Good times!
