Reality Me

I feel so screwed today.

Amy: “It’s a butterfly in a chrysalis.” (yes, I had to look it up too)

And they say television is bad…

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My morning…

After that I took Noah, Sarah and her friend to their respective bus stops. Ever since we had the child predator hitting on teenage girls several miles down the road I’ve stayed at the bus stop with the girls. It is a nice time for me. Although the girls ignore my presence and pass notes instead of talking I am happy to be with them. I listen to NPR and sometimes read for the 20 minutes it takes for their bus to arrive.

I return home to play the parrot game with Amy. That is, I decided to give her Welch’s Grape Juice (origins as ‘non fermented wine’ for churches) and I said, “say ‘nectar of the gods’!” and that sweet two year and half year old voice squeaks out “neck ter o gods” with excitement. So I say, “Say ambrosia” and she parrots “am bro ssssh uh”. Very cute!

Time to work.

Had a client need an emergency housecall so I skip dinner. I get home at 11:30pm and prepare my meal only to find the 8 year old, who is sleeping on his new mattress for the first time with no sheets, having a nose bleed and trying to care for it himself by using every one of the decorative towels that were just cleaned and stacked in the bathroom to be put away. While cleaning up the nose bleed and blood stains the puppy starts gagging and pukes.

15 years ago I would have laughed myself to tears had someone told me my life would revolve around defecation, urination, puke and other bodily fluids.

How do absent minded people with bad vision ever find their glasses?

Pearl Harbor – moment of silence

Today I learned how to put a dog in a baskethold.

My dog does not like baths. However, the toddler thinks Gogurt goes well on fur.

Student: I am but one man. What would you have me do?

Master: Ask me for help. Make it two!

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80% chance of stress

Possible situational depression early afternoon

Likely foggy head late afternoon

Cooling off in the evening

As head clears there is a possibility of twinkling lights

Wow! I somehow had two referrals from this blog but I can’t figure out why or how.

05 Dec, Sun, 21:39:15 http://gelatometti.blogspot.com/

06 Dec, Mon, 14:23:25 http://gelatometti.blogspot.com/

Having been a comic collector in high school and having a superb artist for a brother I can really appreciate http://gelatometti.blogspot.com/!

His contest starts tomorrow.

Unbelieveable! I thought I was impervious to hoaxes. I read cautiously and check Snopes and other sites to confirm stories particularly of questionable nature. Well, I guess I have gotten slack.

My post about 1954 Popular Mechanics guess at what a home computer in 2004 would look like is really an exhibit on submarines in the cold war at the Smithsonian Institution.

The picture is actually an entry submitted to an image modification competition, taken from an original photo of a submarine maneuvering room console found on U.S. Navy web site…

 

Someone needs to let Mostly Risible know also.

Student: Why can’t I be on time?

Master: If you aren’t early, then you are late.

I coded! And coded well! I really am enjoying working with PHP and MySQL but would still recommend ColdFusion over PHP anyday. As I do more OO work with PHP that opinion may become more 50/50. For instance, Object Oriented programming is not the answer to everything but in some applications it simply makes sense to use OO.

Did I meantion that we had only 1 minor accident yesterday and it was when the puppy was trying to get to the door. She knows what to do. Her timing needs improvement.

This dog is so black that it is hard to see her in the wee hours (pun intended). I can’t tell if she is eatting something off the ground (like other animal’s feces) or sniffing to find a spot. She has this funny sit that you can’t tell if she is relaxing or squating to go. Makes housebreaking challenging.

This morning I took her out and she obviously wanted to play so I brought her back in. She went back to the door and I ignored her. Bad move! Our first accident today. I should have listened to her needs!

The dog requests out. I reluctantly pause from my work and place the leash upon her neck. Once outside the air is crisp but not cold. It has been raining only now the pitter patter of water hitting the ground comes from the trees giving one the feeling that they are standing in a light drizzle but not getting wet. I thank the dog for giving me this opportunity. I spend the next 15 minutes in meditative calm. No cars seem to be on the road. No airplanes fly overhead. Nature has become a still life. A real rain comes and I return to the clicky clack of my keyboard and the hum of the dryer.