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Knock Knock

A) Who the heck are you?
B) Me?
A) Yeah, you.
B) I'm just here for the beer.
A) The beer? This is an on-line journal. There is no beer.
B) You're kidding, right?
A) No. Wish I was.
B) Why?
A) Well, I'm the editor in these parts.
B) What, does that make you the sheriff or something?
A) um, like, duh, yeah. Of course it does. Nothing gets up here without my approval.
B) "up here" - where the heck is here?
A) A web site.
B) Web site?
A) Yes. On the internet. Interweb. Intertubes. The 21st century Boob Toob.
B) Boob toob? Didn't you misspell that?
A) It's a figure of speech - and I think it makes about as much sense as calling anything a "boob tube" - regardless of spelling.
B) OK. I'm not going to argue that point. So what are you doing hanging around here?
A) Waiting for him to return.
B) Him? Your boyfriend - I mean, not that there's anything wrong with that, you know, because, well, people do things like that all the time and all...
A) Oh, shut up. It's not the holy "He" or the spousal "He" - I'm an editor. I'm awaiting the return of the voice.
B) "The Voice"?
A) Yeah. He's the one who sits down here, blurts out some half-formed thoughts, and I promptly go to work, forming them into 51% formed thoughts.
B) Oh. Hard work?
A) You have no idea. Sometimes he's just blathering, and it's all I can do to keep him into colloquial sentence structure, let alone a frigging coherent thought.
B) Sounds painful.
A) Often it is.
B) So where is he?
A) Around. I guess.
B) Well, what's up?
A) Well, you know about him getting laid off.
B) Yup. Heard all about that. Laid off and about two and a half weeks later the owner of the company he worked for passed away.
A) Well, not exactly.
B) Well, he died. It was by his own hand, but he died.
A) Yeah, and how on earth do you say that without sounding judgemental?
B) Or angry.
A) Exactly!
B) So what's up with that?
A) Well, most of his former co-workers got hired on with other firms that work with SAP.
B) Yeah. And he didn't.
A) Nope. He's still trying. But he's also looking at other options.
B) Other options?
A) Yeah. He's had a couple of interviews.
B) Yes. I remember the one where the phone was shut off in the middle of the interview.
A) His?
B) No - the interviewing employer. It was still off a week later.
A) Oh. Well, that's a bad sign.
B) Yes, if you were getting a paycheck from them. For him it was a good warning.
A) Then there was the one that went quite well until they got to the other helpful qualifications.
B) I remember that one! That was the one where they asked if he was bi-lingual, and he said no.
A) Yes. They wanted English and Italian.
B) Oh, that's useful.
A) For a company that does business in any English-speaking country and Italy, it would be.
B) Yes, it would, but didn't he get into a little tiff with that interviewer?
A) Not exactly. The interviewer asked why he sent in a resume when he didn't have the required skills, and he pointed out -
B) that bi-lingual was listed under "additional desired skills"?
A) Yeah. They had a block of required, which he fit quite well, and a block of "desired" - which to him means "you gotta have that first batch, but this stuff is all icing on the cake."
B) well, if they require bi-linguality (is that a word?), then they should have said so.
A) I would have said "if they require fluency in both English and Italian" myself, but I'll let Bi-linguality go.
B) Gee, thanks.
A) So what else has he been up to?
B) Not a whole lot. You know the infection in his leg flared up again.
A) Yup. Here for the whole damned thing.
B) Hey - if you were, then you were there for the doctor appointment where she said "look, you did nothing wrong, you're simply going to be prone to this sort of thing."
A) Yeah. That's the "damned" part - not him, the stupid infection.
B) The good news is that now he can pretty well tell when it's coming on, and, once he gets the spare antibiotic prescription, he can fill it immediately, and knock the thing back before the chills start up.
A) Yeah. That's pretty important. It'll help keep him healthy.
B) Yes. So, let's see. What else is out there.
A) What's this about his sister?
B) Had twins. At 42. Boy and a girl.
A) Twins? I didn't think any of his sisters were going to have anything to do with that?
B) Neither did he, obviously.
A) So there are cousins in the family.
B) And he's an uncle. Didn't help he found out when doing the brakes on the family minivan.
A) Oh, no. Not a Spider Robinson character reference?
B) Not really. He just put one of the brake pads in backwards. Completely flummoxed him, between his brother-in-law's call and his neighbor across the street's supervision.
A) The mechanic?
B) yes, him.
A) Oh, yeah, I could see him being nervous.
B) You did know he compounded the error, right?
A) Yeah, something about not tightening the lug nuts completely.
B) Yeah. Nothing went wrong there, either - made it to the grocery store and back - about five miles - then tightened things up, and all is well.
A) So far.
B) Well, he did make it all the way down to Beaver Creek Valley this weekend.
A) That's where he went?
B) The annual camping trips. You know.
A) Oh, yeah. As we call them around here, the "content generators".
B) Whatever.
A) So how big was this one?
B) Well, you know how he identifies families with letters, right?
A) Yes?
B) He's up to I.
A) That would be, uh...
B) Nine families.
A) Holy cow.
B) Exactly. Actually only eight sites, because two of the identified "groups" are single ladies who camp together.
A) One of those deals?
B) NO. One's married, the other one has been married a couple of times and sworn the whole thing off.
A) Oh. Sorry.
B) Don't be. Just don't be stupid next time.
A) OK.
B) So anyway, they went to Beaver Creek Valley State Park.
A) Ah - Camp Swampy, he called it?
B) Yeah. His site was half wetlands.
A) How big was it?
B) I'd say about 30 feet front to back.
A) Isn't he longer than that?
B) Once popped up, kinda.
A) So...
B) Oh - there was a small creek running behind their site.
A) How small?
B) well, it was about a foot wide.
A) That's pretty small.
B) You got it. But it was all swamp about ten feet into the camp.
A) "Swamp"?
B) Soggy ground, you step on it, and you squish.
A) Good thing he had the trailer.
B) Tell me about it.
A) But didn't they take a tent?
B) Oh yeah - sorry - the eldest brought a friend.
A) Same one that came last year on Memorial Day?
B) Yup. Same one that had her tent destroyed.
A) Wasn't much of a tent.
B) Don't forget - HIS favorite tent went with the wind, too.
A) I know. He wants to get a new one, but he's kinda picky.
B) Would you blame him?
A) Not really.
B) I know which one he wants, though.
A) Oh yeah?
B) Yup. It's an Alps Mountaineering Taurus 5 OF.
A) Taurus? I thought he was a Libra?
B) You know that sort of astrological stuff is for mental defectives and masturbating children, right?
A) Hmmm. I take it by your veiled hostility you do not believe in the science of astrology?
B) Call it a science again and I'll shove your star charts so far up your backside you'll have a paper halo.
A) Ok, ok, calm down, I was just kidding.
B) Fine. Anyway, the tent is one of those deals that he can get because he's involved with Scouts.
A) How's that?
B) Well, because of a special program, if he orders direct, he gets the tent at like 40% off.
A) So why that tent?
B) Three words. Full Coverage Rainfly.
A) Yeah? So?
B) Four more words. Six foot center height.
A) Oh, I see. He can stand up in it, and it's still got a full coverage fly?
B) You got it.
A) Why is that so important?
B) Have you ever gone camping and gotten wet?
A) Yes.
B) Happened to him a lot when he was a kid.
A) And he's tired of having it happen, so he's going to make sure it doesn't.
B) you got it.
A) So what else about the camping trip?
B) Let's see. Not a whole lot. Everyone survived. No one was seriously injured. Lots of scrapes and bruises.
A) Lovely.
B) Yeah.
A) Otherwise?
B) Had a good time. Need to start planning for the next camping trips, though.
A) I hear he needs to fix the awning on the trailer.
B) Yeah. Another one of those engineering nightmares. $500 to replace it, $800 for the parts to fix it.
A) Or?
B) Exactly. He figures he can probably fix it for less.
A) I hope he's right.
B) Oh, I'm sure he is. He saw a trailer at the campout that had a PVC Pipe frame.
A) Not that again.
B) Yeah. If it works for his heavy vinyl awning, he's still trying to figure out how to make a dining fly arrangement out of PVC and a tarp.
A) Isn't he done with that yet?
B) Well, consider this - he priced out a fly for his family out of conduit and specially fitted tarp for $600
A) That's insane.
B) Yeah, it is.
A) So what else is up with his life?
B) You know the old "Bad news in threes" thing, don't you?
A) Yes. Usually applies to deaths.
B) Exactly. Well, it's not been a good spring.
A) How so?
B) First his former boss passed. Then a good friend of his lost his boss.
A) And?
B) Exactly.
A) What do you mean?
B) Two.
A) Ah. Where's the third shoe?
B) Huh?
A) Never mind, a busted metaphor or something.
B) OK.
A) Anyway. What about on-line?
B) Earlier this year he found John Ricketson again?
A) Found? Was he lost?
B) Well, he lived in California for many years, and then moved to Texas to get back to the earth.
A) Didn't he talk about, when it was his time to go, heading to a VA hospital near a winery in California?
B) You know John - sitting around waiting for anything was NEVER in his vocabulary.
A) Yep. Once a Marine...
B) Always a Marine. You know that.
A) He taught me that.
B) Well, him and your friend Brian.
A) Yeah. Anyway?
B) Shortly before he found out about John's passing, he was looking for another friend.
A) Yes?
B) An on-line friend he hadn't heard from in some time.
A) And? I'm getting kind of creeped out here.
B) Hadn't heard from him because he passed away about four months after the last e-mail.
A) The one where he said he was moving from Florida back west to finally be with his wife?
B) That's the one.
A) I'm gonna miss him.
B) yes. He was very smart about cars. In fact, you remember the old Eagle he had?
A) Hard to forget. I always thought it was kind of appropriate of him.
B) How so?
A) Eagle Scout, driving an Eagle car.
B) Yeah. You know, sometimes he gets a little out there with all of the Scouting references.
A) Yes, he does. But you know what?
B) What?
A) It's who he is.
B) Again, how so?
A) He's just that sort of person. He tries to live by those ideals.
B) Seems a little silly to try to be a kid again.
A) You really don't get it, do you?
B) Get what?
A) How about "On my honor, I will do my best to do my duty to God and my Country, to obey the Scout Laws, to help other people at all times, and to keep myself physically fit, mentally awake, and morally straight."
B) But -
A) "A Scout is Trustworthy, Loyal, Helpful, Friendly, Courteous, Kind, Obedient, Cheerful, Thrifty, Brave, Clean, and Reverent."
B) So?
A) It's not something a kid can do just like that - it takes a lifetime of work.
B) What's your point?
A) Look around at the economy and where we are today.
B) Yeah. So?
A) If people had aspired to be more - to do more than beat last quarter's results - do you think we'd be in this mess?
B) Probably.
A) Think about it. What if the chairman of GM had sat down and said "look - we're creating vehicles here that are being used all over, but we're using a finite, dwindling resource, we're producing in volumes that aren't moving like they used to, and we're simply not looking far enough into the future and pushing to get there."
B) They'd probably have given him the boot.
A) Perhaps. But do you think they'd have a line of electric cars by now?
B) Electric cars? Are you insane? They create pollution too, you know.
A) I know, by the electrical generation. But what if you put Solar panels on top of the vehicle.
B) And drove it only on sunny days.
A) No, stupid. Paired it with an engine that did use gasoline.
B) Okay, but so?
A) Look at it - you run the electric engine as much and as far as you can. You leave the car sitting in a parking lot or where ever during your work day, and it's making more energy while you're working. How can that be dumb?
B) It's probably expensive, and creating the solar panels probably creates toxic wastes.
A) Probably. But unless we start trying to make it happen, we won't find a less toxic way of creating solar panels.
B) Ok. I think we're getting a little off-track, here.
A) Like we had a track to begin with?
B) Good point.
A) Anyway - you were talking about threes?
B) Yes.
A) And?
B) Give me a minute.
A) Ok.
B) Anyway, you know Bo Leuf was sick?
A) Another one of the Daynoters?
B) Yes.
A) Oh no.
B) Yes.
A) But I see his final post has him in there swinging and feeling better.
B) Remember Mike Barkman?
A) Oh, yeah. Almost those exact same words.
B) Lovely.
A) You know, there ought to be some way to check on people.
B) There is. It's called RSS.
A) Oh, yeah. Destabilized his PC, and made it nearly impossible to get anything done, because he had multiple news sites in there.
B) There's definitely something to be said for the old "newspaper in the morning, TV news at night, ignore it the rest of the time" mentality.
A) I don't know about that.
B) Consider - what can he do? For example, on 9/11?
A) Well, at least he knew what was happening.
B) Yes, he did. And what good did it do him?
A) It made him feel a little better.
B) But what really made him feel better was getting through the computers in the office, getting rid of that damned NIMDA virus.
A) Good point.
B) So where were we?
A) Death, and other fun subjects.
B) Yeah, I think that about catches you up.
A) It probably does.
B) So what about this web site?
A) What about it?
B) Well, he's got a Facebook now, a Twitter, and this. When is he going to get back to regular updates here?
A) You're asking me?
B) Well, other people are asking him.
A) Well, I think it's a combination of factors.
B) And those would be?
A) Well, let's see. First, there's the whole issue around having an on-line presence.
B) You mean that potential employers might find it and discount him because of it?
A) Well, sort of.
B) Look. This is 2009. People have been using the internet for ... well, I suppose we could call it an internet century, by now. His first web site went up in 1995, and in 1996, he had a page detailing the birth of his son.
A) Ah, yes. The Baby Jack page.
B) Exactly.
A) And so?
B) And exactly so.
A) You lost me.
B) He's a writer. He just hasn't found a way to get paid for it yet.
A) Have you LOOKED at what's happening to writing these days?
B) What?
A) Let's see. Newspapers going into the tank faster than you can say "extra extra read all about it".
B) And?
A) Professional authors living from hand-to-mouth and watching their contracts dry up.
B) And?
A) The decrease in the market.
B) So?
A) What do you mean, so?
B) People do what they love. Sometimes they get paid for it.
A) And?
B) And sometimes they don't. All we can do is hope.
A) Sounds like a laid-back attitude.
B) Oh, don't get me wrong.
A) I don't get you at all at this point.
B) Sorry. Let me be clear.
A) How about "clearer"?
B) Ok. As an employee, he doesn't share internal secrets. He's mature enough to not bitch about what his day was like.
A) Finally?
B) Yes, probably finally.
A) And?
B) What do you mean, and?
A) What else?
B) Well, outside of work, he's on his own time.
A) But what about if someone else finds him on-line?
B) What if?
A) Isn't that a problem?
B) Let's see. You have people who dress up and fling fruit at mailboxes. You have people who butcher goats in their garages. You have people who, for lack of a better word, choose to recreationally medicate with various substances, legal and otherwise, and you're worried about electrons?
A) Electrons?
B) Stuff on the internet.
A) Some of that stuff can be powerful.
B) Ideas are powerful. Words are powerful. Actions are what happens when words motivate someone to do something.
A) Exactly.
B) And?
A) We've been through this before.
B) Indeed we have. And you've made no point.
A) My point is this - as an employer, why should I hire him? He's got his face, name, or writing on a bunch of web sites. Isn't that embarrassing?
B) Why? Do you have any hobbies?
A) Uh, me? I'm totally inside his head - I've got no life outside of this gourd.
B) Okay, but let's say you were outside his head. Would you like to have hobbies?
A) Oh, sure. Boating, woodworking, rock-climbing, flying...
B) Writing is his hobby.
A) And?
B) Can you separate your work from your hobby?
A) Hello. Remember? I'm locked into this bone-box.
B) Yes - but can you separate reality from ... hobby?
A) I should think so.
B) Thus can any intelligent employer.
A) Oh. I see. So you're calling people stupid?
B) No. I'm simply saying that most people these days recognize that, so long as your potential employee isn't engaged in illegal or embarrassing activities, you don't care?
A) Well, I guess I'm saying that a cautious employer might choose to steer clear of a potential employee with the potential for embarrassment.
B) And his skills don't out-weigh that?
A) It's up to the employer.
B) It certainly is.
A) But what about...
B) What?
A) Well, I dunno. What about his confidence.
B) You mean having worked for four employers (not counting himself) in the last ten years?
A) Yeah. The first was for three years, and then he was laid off when his job moved to Viet Nam, then there was that contract -
B) The one that laid him off at Christmas and didn't bring him back?
A) Exactly. And then there was the company that outsourced the IT.
B) Again, after 13 months there.
A) Then this most recent company.
B) Which was a strong and going concern until the owner passed away.
A) What's up with that?
B) What do you mean?
A) Why did he do it?
B) I really don't think he knows. Personally, I don't think he could understand someone doing that.
A) What do you mean?
B) Well, he's one of those optimistic types.
A) Ah, the glass his half full?
B) Yes - versus his wife, who sees the glass as half of something that will make a mess on her carpet.
A) Yes, I've heard that about her.
B) Anyway, I think if the old boss had said something, he would have helped.
A) He - you mean the author about this place?
B) Exactly.
A) Helped the guy who laid him off?
B) Wouldn't you?
A) I dunno. I'd like to think I would...
B) No doubt. Look at the alternatives - you help the fellow, and he lives. You don't help the fellow, and he dies. Where's the decision to make?
A) Well, I think there's more to it than that.
B) No. Not really.
A) What about pride? Asking for help making you seem weak?
B) What about it. If you're dead, it's worthless, and there are a lot of people shaking their heads and saying "if I'd only known."
A) Well, there's some question about whether or not we're alive in here in the first place.
B) Good point.
A) So is that about it?
B) Other than his son's recent obsession with Greek Mythology, the potential destruction of the camera he bought the day he went into the hospital, and his worry about finding a job?
A) Other than that, yeah.
B) Well, he does have a new puppy.
A) New?
B) Got it in March. About a week and a half before he was laid off.
A) Oh.
B) Cute little guy. He's doubled in size twice now, and is set for one more.
A) Huh?
B) Got him at 7 pounds, he was 14 at his second vet appointment, 27.5 at his third. Probably hit 65 pounds, full grown.
A) Wow.
B) And has mostly stopped shitting in the house.
A) Well, that's always a good thing.
B) Yes, it is.
A) So, are you going to be sticking around here?
B) Probably off and on.
A) OK. Well, don't forget to close the door over there.
B) There's a way out of here?
A) I don't think so - but I think it's where you came in. If we let everyone in here...
B) Yeah, it could get a little weird.
A) That should be "weirder".
B) Damned editors.
A) There's only one of me, and I have the keys to the bathroom.
B) Lovely.


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  Wednesday, May 27, 2009

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Happy Hump Day
Yeah, I'm back. Tired, worn out, run down, broken down - you get the picture.

Actually, for the most part, I feel fine. My blood sugars are under control, my weight is finally heading in a direction I like to see, my leg is almost wholly healed, and I'm starting to need my reading glasses. Which is a good sign that my meds are doing their things.

Other than that, I can't say that I care a whole lot for the state of the world right now. Some weeks ago, as part of a fundraiser for Boy Scouts, my family helped to deliver phone books. It was both sad and scary to notice houses - some in good neighborhoods, some in not-so-good-neighborhoods - that were foreclosed or vacant. Unmowed lawns, phone books from last fall, stickers in windows, signs on doors, broken real estate key boxes on doorknobs - it was a really sad state of affairs.

On the one hand, you could blame the banks. They were certainly enough of a problem. But I think the problem was more the pump and dump sort of people who ran the stock market up, who ran through the oil and gas prices, and ran out of easy ways to make money. Between you, me, and that fencepost over there, I'm of the opinion that the people we really need to beat on are these "day trader" sorts. When I was younger, there was no emphasis on "quarterly earnings". The emphasis was on stability, long-term growth and viability. Companies would invest regularly in research and development - R&D - that would routinely produce improved products.

This doesn't happen so much any more, primarily because investment in long-term growth scares a certain segment of the population. That segment seems to be the ones who howl and bitch and whine about quarterly numbers. In my personal opinion, those people - the "make money quickly" folks - are the ones who need to be blamed for the current crises.

But that's just me. You could just as easily blame the morally and philosophically bankrupt politicians - er, excuse me, The Republican Party - for the problem.

No, I know, that's not entirely fair. However, you'll have to excuse me - at present, my fair state is laboring under the handicap of having exactly 50% of it's rightful representation in the Senate because one putz is suing the state, claiming he beat the other putz. Frankly, at this point, I'm all in favor of saying "look - anyone with pending legal action 8 months after an election should be executed by the removal of their heads by whatever means necessary." A pack of wild dogs might be the best solution.

Not that I think the government is anywhere near useful either. One minor portion of it seems to be held hostage by the Evil Emperor and That Bouncing Fat Man.

I had a conversation with a Marine friend of mine this past weekend. I've known him for nearly 30 years now, long before he entered the Marines. I've watched his children grow up, and he's watched mine. We agreed to disagree on the point that we should not torture - because I wasn't going to convince him. But the bottom line is that, from where I sit in the comfortable seats, we need to be responsible people. That means we need to follow our own rules, and be a good example.

What does that have to do with torture? Simple. Let's say you have two different interrogations going on. In this corner is an American soldier, seized by the Taliban in Afghanistan. The Taliban are seeking to discover the location of American forces. And in that corner, you have a Taliban fighter, seized by American forces, who are trying to find out where the Taliban are hiding.

The American is beaten, punched, shocked with electricity, deprived of sleep, food, water, and eventually beheaded. This is a horrific act.

In that corner is the Taliban fighter. Unlike the American, who was captured in uniform, the Taliban fighter was in jeans and a light coat. He had no papers or other identifying materials to show that he was a member of a military force. Unlike the American, he had a trunk full of explosives in his car, wired to blow up a guard post - until his car wouldn't start.

Now - if we beat, punch, and shock the Taliban fighter, who is the guy in the right here? The Golden Rule says "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you" not "do unto others as has been done unto you" - it demands a higher class of action from you, so that the other person either reacts according to their better angels, or is clearly and completely in the wrong with regards to their behavior. If we do as they do, then we are no better than they - and we deserve what we get. If, on the other hand, we treat them better than they treat our captives, then we have won - both the battle, because we did not stoop to their level, and the overall war, because no one in their right mind is going to look at two choices - one that treats people - even potential criminals - with dignity and fairness, and the other that beats and kills people because the information is inadequate - and choose the side that beats and kills.


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  Thursday, May 28, 2009

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I Need A Book
This last winter, Jack spent some time seriously considering his future sports plans.

I'm no sport-agent-father. I know that Jack's skills in any sport are borderline at best, and he hasn't got the drive or desire to become a professional athlete - let alone the skills. So I encourage him to be active, but I'm not fanatical about it, because I know my own limitations.

Jack's been frustrated with Baseball, and was seriously unhappy with the performance of his team. Over the last four years, he's played three seasons. Each time his team made it into the playoffs, only to lose in the first round. His first coach "retired" and while his second coach is still in there trying, the bottom line is that the talent pool the team draws from just isn't that deep - or exceptional.

What I think probably pushed it over the edge was last season's beanball games. In three different games last year, Jack was hit at least twice with thrown pitches. In other games, the quality of the officiating was such that we questioned whether this was worthwhile.

<ASIDE> In the league, the on-site in-game officials are provided by boys at least two years older than those playing. Unfortunately, this sometimes creates conflicts, such as last year's situation where a young man ended up umpiring a game for his father's team. While I cannot blame the young man, I can blame the league for creating such situations.</ASIDE>

When Jack ran into a friend of his from Scouts who was quite into Lacrosse, he wanted to talk about it - and he did. We found that where Baseball's rosters are dwindling (they start with a sixteen-team league at the younger ages, and are down to a four-team league for all four years of the high school students), the Lacrosse rosters are exploding. Jack is on a combined 6th/7th grade team with 20 other kids - which is, I'm told, about average for a team. His team will play other teams from local communities, which is going to be interesting - to put it mildly.

Of course, what I know about Lacrosse is quite limited. I know

  • Lacrosse is played with a ball and a stick with a net on the end.
  • Boys wear helmets, cups, and plenty of padding. Girls don't wear helmets - perhaps they're tougher.
  • The positions seem to be called Attackers, Middies, Defensemen, and Goalie. There's one of the later, and he's got a racket/stick gadget that's about five times the size of the average Lacrosse stick. The Defensemen carry sticks that are twice the length of the standard stick.
  • The nets have plenty of room behind them for people to roam
  • There's a lot of running.
  • There's a lot of time spent chasing a ball on the ground
  • I know nothing else.

Jack has a game coming up soon, so I'm sure we'll learn a lot more - but I'm telling you, I'm not sitting too close to the field with these kids. This game looks dangerous.


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Happy Friday
I believe I have time this evening to mow lawn. Last night I was so wiped out I fell asleep on the couch, several times.

Otherwise, I see Microsoft is releasing YASE (Yet Another Search Engine). This one is titled Bing - Let's see where this one goes?

But I Need Google.
Bugger, I Need Google.
Bullshit. I Need Google.
Balls. It's Not Google.
Bing Is Not Google.
Bill Is Not Googling.
Ballmer Is Nuts - Google.

Ah, never mind. Too much material there. I swear, someone in the Microsoft Marketing Department should really do this work so I don't have to.


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"Happy" Saturday
Spent this morning cleaning freeway. We walked along side the road, behind four rows of Scouts and other adults, and filled garbage bags. Yes, you people certainly leave a lot of trash behind. And for you smokers out there, let me clue you in on yet another reason why so many of us here really can't stand you - it's quite simply the VOLUME of trash you expel. We gave up trying to collect all of the cigarette butts litering the side of the roads. I would estimate that you could take any twenty-foot stretch of road and fille at least a five gallon pail with the cigarette butts laying there.

I know, I know, it's your right and all - but frankly, would you like it if I dumped buckets full of this crap in front of your house? I didn't think so.

Anyway, did some of the back yard this afternoon, and then frankly ran out of gas. Well, I did - not the mower.


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I really hate those nights when you get too tired to go to sleep right away. I was awake until 3:30 this morning. And then I had to go get Jack at 8:30, which would have been nice if I'd slept until nearly then, instead of getting up at 6 freaking 30 because Lily kept whining she wanted outside. Lovely.


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