A juggling technophile shares personal stories, challenges, humor and perhaps some political commentary.
Election’s 2day. Petrelli’s asking people 2 visit votepetrelli.com. I’ll hav a msg waiting when they arrive – 1
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So Cathy noted that I haven’t blogged since Thursday which is uncharacteristic of me. Seems the tenants in my head have been having some heated debate over the direction the next chapter of my life must evolve.
The loudest tenant seems to think that we have some opportunities in front of us in the form of 8am to 5pm employment which could greatly change the level of stress this body carries, reduce the chance of heart attack, provide some stabilization of historic cash flow issues, and provide other stabilities to our family. That tenant seems to think that blogging "Seems the tenants in my head…" could cause a literal minded human resources person to circular file our resume.
Another tenant is claiming that we have a good situation with a small company in town and although it does not pay that much does provide flexibility and predictability. That tenant admits the small company causes some hardship for the family and is hindering getting some high risk/higher reward work completed. This tenant believes we should maintain the status quo.
Yet another tenant points out that the status quo is not being entirely fair to the small company nor the higher risk/higher reward company. That tenant suggests we let the small company go and put all eggs in the high risk basket. And also points out that developing a cash cow of our own, which brings in some predictable revenue, would reduce the risk.
A tenant with a nervous, squeaky voice suggests a merging of status quo and high risk by bringing on some staff or contractors.
The lunatic tenant in the bunch thinks we should spend all of our time on the house and with the family and seriously expects money to fly out of our butt.
The cacophony between the debaters makes thinking about anything very challenging.
Student: There is a constant pounding in my head!
Master: Something needs to be let out.
So I am scuba diving and I am deep. Real deep! There is a mermaid swimming beside me. Her name is Cathy and she is drop dead gorgeous! Her red hair floats around that beautiful face with such fair skin and seductive eyes. Her perfect breasts[NSFW] accentuate the elegant curves of her waist and hips. She twirls showing off her tail which ends at a wonder set of buttocks. She takes my breath away! Oh no! I am out of air. I look down and see the enormous treasure I sought. I could grab it but I may never reach the surface! I hear Cathy sing. She wants me to stay with her. Another diver collecting water samples offers to let me help him in his research; in exchange, he will give me air but I cannot have my treasure, it will be an eternity before we surface, and I must be apart from Cathy.
My new favorite movie quote: "I think I’m in a tragedy!"
If you push play, you won’t be able to quit watching. Video of a tough kid and his pet. Bad parents?
Our toaster died months ago. We’ve used the oven’s broiler to poorly toast waffles but mostly gone without toasted items. I have been waiting to purchase the family a nice, expensive toaster on the premise that you get what you pay for. Last night I gave in and bought a toaster…for $6.69. It looks identical to the one for which we paid $24.99 except this has 2 slots instead of 4. I mean everything is the same including the print except for the number of slots and the brand name. Thank you China!
SUDO-SPOILER ALERT!
In that scene with Ben and Locke where everything got all shaky and you briefly see a person, I did a frame by frame playback and the person sitting in the chair has the exact profile (including that very distinct forehead and extremely distinct nose) of Ben!
Stealing Cathy’s thought, have we gone a little 6th Sense here? Who of the Others have the Losties actually physically contacted and conversed with? Richard? I’m not so sure anymore. Patchie? Definitely. Juliette? Definitely. Tom? Definitely. Ethan? Definitely.
The revelations in tonight’s Lost episode were awesome!
Something else the children hear me drone out over and over: "If you force it, it will break."
Student: Should I become super, sugar nice or repulsively mean?
Master: You get what you give.
(Ok. Not a fair title but I made you look! Alternate titles: "Hot class at BHS" "Tommy Burns the String at Both Ends" "Tommy Scrambles Over an Open Fire")
Tommy’s wildlife class has been learning how to build fires on campus..an activity that would get most kids expelled. Today his class will have a fire building contest where groups have to build a fire up and burn a string 2 feet high. Tommy has done this on camping trips and should do well. After they burn their strings they get to cook on the open fire. Tommy choose to scramble eggs on his fire.
This morning we prepared his orange by slicing off the top third. Then we used a grapefruit knife to separate most of the meat from the skin so that this did not burden him during class. We put the sliced top back on and held it in place with rubber bands to keep the juices in during school. The recipe calls for 2 eggs so I sent 4. I could not find a egg carrier so I sliced up the egg carton to be a protective case. Tommy did not want any seasoning. We packaged the eggs and the orange carefully in an insulated container with ice packs. In the pocket of the container we put a plastic fork, aluminum foil (wraps around the orange while it cooks in the coals), and printed instructions. While others eat hot dogs and marshmallows, Tommy will be living it up with scrambled eggs!
Update: Tommy did well!
Head over to Blogitude and wish Mark a happy birthday!
Rick Archer did a piece on the marijuana cave with more details than any other article to date. He wanted to know how they got busted. Turns out my original theory was correct!
Jackie Lang, with Asperger’s syndrome, was fired from Subway after trying to console an upset friend. On her break, she brought her friend a drink without paying for it and ended up spending 2 hours in a jail cell, got fired, and faces criminal charges. The story is here.
If everyone was found dead, where are Walt and Michael?
