Evan, 6 years old: "Can I go next door and go swimming?"
Mom: "Were you invited?"
Evan: "No, I’m going to ask."
Mom: "That would be inviting yourself and is wrong."
Evan: "So can I go see if they will invite me?"
Mom: "No. That would still be inviting yourself."
Evan, stomps off exasperated: "I’ll just go stick my head in the toilet!"
Evan, from the back of the house: "Quit laughing!"
Category: Daily Life
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.
Happy Anniversary Cathy!
Ten years ago today and after nearly two years of dating, Cathy and I were married at Gatlinburg’s Ye Ol’ Tyme Photo Boothe and its been one grand adventure since then!
This has the best decade of my life beyond any shadow of a doubt!
It’s hard to be teen
My 15 year old now rides the city bus to school. I love the concept! He loves getting a seat to himself, having air conditioning, and getting to use wifi on the ride to school. I have to believe that after a cost analysis, the school system will find that the cost of the city wide bus pass is cheaper than contracting the big yellow buses.
There are hiccups of course. Today, I dropped him at his stop and received a phone call once I was on the interstate, "Dad, I forgot my wallet." I turned around and picked him up. We drove home and he ran into the house, returning with his wallet. He accompanies me to Mojoe’s Trailside Coffeehouse and enjoys a frozen mango something or other while I drink a red eye and the both of us explain the STEM academy to the owner. Eventually, I give Noah the option of hopping on the bus at a nearby stop or having me drop him off. He opts to be dropped off at the school.
Later I’m talking with my wife and she asks, "Did you know that Noah forgot his bus pass today?" Of course, I brought him home to get his wallet. She replies, "but his pass is still in yesterday’s pants…" Good thing I didn’t leave him at that second bus stop!
From the mouths of babes
Me: "Evan, did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed?"
Evan, 6 years old: "Yeah, I woke up on the edge."
‘Modesty’ to be removed from the Oxford English Dictionary
I’m fairly certain that if I combined all the female body parts which have been either purposely or inadvertently flashed at me today that I saw one completely naked woman all before lunch.
The Greatest Ad Tool in the World
See also
Where did the day go?
I’m tired for no apparent reason.
From the mouths of programmers
Now that the day is over, I can finally begin my work.
Saturday Building Projects for Children
We participate in Home Depot’s Kid’s Workshops on the first Saturday of each month.
Kids Workshop is an award-winning program that has been offered at The Home Depot stores since 1997. The workshops are free, how-to clinics designed for children ages 5-12, available on the first Saturday of each month between 9 a.m. and noon at all The Home Depot stores. Children, accompanied by an adult, use their skills to create objects that can be used in and around their homes or communities. …
- Since 1997, 17.5 million projects have been built at Kids Workshops
- More than 1 million children built their first toolbox at The Home Depot.
- More than 845,000 birdhouses have been constructed at Kids Workshops.
- 75 children per store attend a Kids Workshop on average while many stores have 200 kids attend regularly.
See also: Home Improver Club, Home Depot Blog, and Corporate Statement.
2010 Taxes Filed!
August 15th is Monday and the IRS has already accepted my 2010 tax return! Wait, what do you mean "the other month that starts with A"?
I need a vacation
Sunday
Had high hopes of getting my desktop working again. Instead I spent the day stealing capacitors from one mother board to replace on another mother board and still failed to get a working machine. Now I’m trying to convert it to a Virtual Machine on my laptop.
I have a much longer list of things that didn’t get done instead of a list of things that did.
Saturday
Went to client’s office with the intent of being there a couple of hours. Seven or so hours later…
Evening Project
Friday evening was an important project. I replaced the brake calipers and master cylinder on one of our cars. Video for that didn’t go so well.
Observations from the topless man
As a driver of a ragtop, ie. a convertible, particularly one which cannot raise its top, I’ve come to have conversations with most of the people working the corners of the Interstate exit ramps. I’ve learned a bit about the business side of their operation and had friendly conversations. However, as a father of 5, I never seem to have cash for them but they’re okay with that.
