Saturday, December 31, 2011

Conversation

I had a conversation with Baldo McNerdy, and he asked that if you could pick a year with both huge highs and lows or a year with not much of anything, would you pick one or the other?

I figured people would maybe switch depending on what's happened recently.  2011 was kind of like the latter.

Friday, December 30, 2011

Foto(-ish) Phriday - Tolkien Edition

As a tribute to the upcoming Hobbit movie....


Thursday, December 29, 2011

Bearing a Pall

Shay asked yesterday what would be the situation where one would refuse to be a pallbearer.  The reason it came up was that my grandmother asked me if I was going to be a pallbearer at my stepmother's mother's funeral.  I told her that I hadn't yet been asked, but that of course I would agree if asked. 
As it turned out, I was.

That did make me wonder if anyone has ever refused, and if so, for what reason?  Would I have agreed to do so for someone I didn't know at all?  For a notorious criminal?  For someone who had murdered a relative?  I don't know.

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Back to Work

I was the only person on my team in the building today.  One teammate worked from home a half day, and everyone else took the day off.

I had lunch with the woman who hired me into Mega Corporation One.  I haven't worked for her since 1999, but it was nice to catch up.  At my five year anniversary, I sent her flowers and a note thanking her for hiring me in off the street.  She called me, all verklempt.  I guess most people don't do things like that.


Tuesday, December 27, 2011

RIP

Son and I went to Stepmom's mom's funeral today.  I was asked to be a pallbearer.  There is only one answer to such a question, if one is able-bodied.

Monday, December 26, 2011

I See It 2

Hand x-ray #2.



Click to embiggen.

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Merry Christmas

To all, and to all a good night.

Saturday, December 24, 2011

I See It

My hand x-ray, #1.






Click to embiggen.

Friday, December 23, 2011

QotD

"It's not stupidity, it's alternative cognition."

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Los Muertos

I just learned that my stepmother's mom passed away last night.  She was having heart surgery yesterday.  I am still not certain whether she died during or after.  Doesn't really matter when, I suppose.

Good-bye.


Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Opposite of Progress, Again

On Monday's drive to work, I heard on our local NPR station that Congress had once again snatched defeat from the jaws of victory, and had undealt the payroll tax cut deal.  I thought to myself that perhaps we could get past this gridlock by using the Lysistrata tactic.  Then I thought that with all of the scandals we hear about, perhaps the Lysistrata tactic would be completely ineffective.

Then I laughed out loud when I realized that very few people would have any idea what the Lysistrata tactic was.

Happy Solstice

On the longest night of the year, hold your loved ones near.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Jin Long

I realized I forgot to include the picture of Jin Long, who is indeed a Bearded Dragon.


Instant Messages of the Rich and Famous - Krampusnacht Edition

Tallguy Martialartist: I think people should keep the Force in Christmas.

GDad Lastname: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Krampus

Tallguy Martialartist: I knew Santa Claus couldn't visit so many houses by himself on Christmas Eve!
"In some, Krampus has sexual overtones; he is pictured pursuing buxom women."

GDad Lastname: http://tardis.wikia.com/wiki/Santa_Claus
First entry under "appearances"

Tallguy Martialartist
: I guess that would be doable with a TARDIS.

GDad Lastname: No storage issues, no timing issues, really.

Tallguy Martialartist
: Krampus was a Dalek.
"It's funny if you google it."

GDad Lastname
: Ow. Now my mind hurts.
I think I may build a full size Dalek next summer.

Tallguy Martialartist: I can't understand why you waited so long.

GDad Lastname
: Neighbor Rusty bought two rascal-style scooters at a flea market with no particular idea of what to do with them.


Tallguy Martialartist


GDad Lastname: Perhaps 1/4" fiberboard could do for the main body.
I can fix that, but it may take a couple of hours.


NOTES:
  1. Krampus was a Dalek 
  2. Tallguy knows that "It's Funny if you Google It" is my new catchphrase.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Occupy Dreamland

Last night, I had a dream where we had some issue with the power lines outside our house, and when the lineman was up on the pole assessing the issue, I started angrily lecturing him about his role in the financial troubles we see right now.  Evidently, I was quoting the Occupy Movement playbook or something.  He kept trying to interject that he was just a blue collar guy working to keep food on the table, but I was on a roll.  Finally, he apologized, just to get me to shut up, and I realized that I was probably speaking to the wrong person.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

New Addition

This is Jin Long (金龙, or Golden Dragon, according to Google Translate (or 谷歌翻译)), the newest addition to our house.  He or she (can't tell by looking until the herpetological equivalent of puberty) joined our family on Friday.  S/he is already chowing down on crickets and bananas. 

Our mourning period for Beardie is over.  We still miss him, but we're moving on.

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Son's Christmas Wish

On the way back from a party at some friends, Son expressed a wish for the snow to keep falling so he wouldn't have school until after the break.

Funny that I sort of longed for the same thing.

Friday, December 16, 2011

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Rock Band

The Doors


Monday, December 12, 2011

I Want to Be a Dentist!

I went to get a cleaning and checkup today.  The office is run by a couple who met professionally, then married.  It is quite literally a Mom and Pop shop.

I love the word "quite."  It adds no content, but very nicely adds flavor.

Anyway, Margaret Mary Something was my hygienist.  Her certificate of dental hygienery was dated 1983, so that makes her a few years older than me.  She was, as they say in more polite circles, a bit eccentric.

She was not all that chatty... with me.  She occasionally vocalized the monologue that was going in inside her head, but there did not appear to be an expectation that I needed to pay attention or respond in any way.  On the few occasions where she did address me, it was in a weird tangential way.  "Some people floss better with those floss picks.  I'm nobody's mother and can't tell anyone what to do, but we have some samples of them."

There were a couple of other hygienists in of the other rooms that were very loudly talking to their patients about nonsense and sundries.  Margaret Mary said at one point, "No need for me to be chatty.  We can listen to them."

Her approach to the actual cleaning was, shall we say, aggressive.  But even with that bit of pain, my teeth are extra clean and shiny, and I had some time to think.  I think I'll ask for her again.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

More Music

Son's high school school choir had a show today.  There was a duet of "Baby, It's Cold Outside" performed by two seniors.  The girl was outstanding.  The boy forgot his lines, and he kept repeating, "It's cold outside..." over and over.

The girl managed to carry the song, more or less, and afterward, Marcot Ravenswatch said, "Some day, that girl will make a great best friend to a gay man."

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Parties for Hosting

We attended a lovely party at M&M's place this evening.  The spread was delicious; the company was effervescent, and the Hegelian dialectic was conversational.


Friday, December 9, 2011

Brilliant

The xkcd strip here has hover text that says, "An 'American Tradition' is anything that happened to a baby boomer twice."  Utterly brilliant.

Rabbit Season! Duck Season!

I fear I will be getting political e-mail more than once per day until November. 

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Sounds of the Season

The corporate chorus sang at a retirement home this evening.  I had a nice chat with Agnes.  She knows a lot about the deer that come out of the woods on occasion.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Pearl Harbor

Today is the anniversary of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor.  The US entered into World War II.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

And in Other News

The guy that does the traffic reports on our local NPR station has lately been using the word elsewise.  The only people that I ever recall using it are my friend John from high school and me back when.  That just tickles me to no end.

Monday, December 5, 2011

High Color

There's an Android app that does on-the-fly color adjustment for pictures.  This is a wreath with the color adjusted.  The reds seem extra saturated.  I think we all miss Kodachrome.


Sunday, December 4, 2011

Scribes

And you thought those old monks had it tough with their illuminated manuscripts.


Saturday, December 3, 2011

Stop Thief!


Because it happens so very often.

Friday, December 2, 2011

Foto Phriday - Thou Shalt Not






More friendly messages from coworkers.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Point Nine One Six Six Seven

We've made it through eleven twelfths of the year so far.  Now only another eleven months until the 2012 election.  I can hardly stand it.

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Thought of the Day

I had two good things happen to me yesterday.  Since then, the universe is exacting its revenge.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Mid Life Crisis Man

I park on the seventh floor of one of our parking garages.  Since I get to the office around 6:20am most mornings, I get a pretty good spot, along with several other early birds who remain anonymous, according to the unwritten code of the corporate parking garage.  All of your corporate drones know what I'm talking about.

There is one guy who drives a Mercedes convertible roadster.  He appears to be in his fifties, but he is perhaps trying to appear to be 10 years younger.  None of this is particularly noteworthy, as I completely get the desire to have nice things and to project a youthful appearance.  However, I have noticed on several occasions that I can smell his cologne/body spray from about 15 or 20 feet away on a still day when he is walking briskly to the stairwell, and I am perpendicular to his path of travel.

I don't believe I will ever drive to lunch with this fellow.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Fing Longer

My hand therapist told me that my finger injury is healing on schedule.  Notice that I didn't say "nicely."  If only I were fully-functionaly polydactyl or had the ability to regenerate lost digits, I could take a different route to full use of my hand.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Wacky

This is my cousin Kelly, roughly 30 years ago.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Must rearrange

I took this so I could get the arrangement right the next morning in the guest room.

Friday, November 25, 2011

Occupy Capital City

This is the view of the Occupy Movement in Capital City.  The guy in the big tent told me that the other guy would be back later.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Communication

I need to send some parking passes and admission tickets to some of our Corporate Choir members who will need to be at a venue next Tuesday, but who will not be at rehearsal on Monday.  I'm sending the tickets to their home addresses, and I decided to include the following letter along with the tickets.


As always, click to embiggen.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Bishonen vs. Bishonen - FIGHT!

Son made it to the end of the first temple in the new Zelda game tonight.  The Big Boss of the temple is not the traditional giant monster, but instead is a skinny pretty-boy demon with a haircut recently known as emo, but which has had previous incarnations as "new wave" and perhaps other names.  I Am Not A Hairstylist, so Your Mileage May Vary.

The battle was a bit slow at first.  The baddie walked around the room slowly, and Our Hero waggled his sword around to distract the boss into defending one side, then Our Hero would quickly strike from the other.  It was like watching a verbal sparring match at some parties I used to attend.

Monday, November 21, 2011

Coffee Hero

This is an award for the person who makes the coffee on Monday mornings.


Sunday, November 20, 2011

25

We bought The Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword today.  The game looks similar to Twilight Princess, but the world seems lighter and more optimistic.  The intro tells you that the world was nearly destroyed some time ago, and your job is to restore humanity to its rightful place from its hide-away. 

Interestingly, having a splint on one's right ring finger does little to reduce enjoyment of gameplay.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Four Word Play Review - The Crucible

Arthur Miller's laugh riot!

Friday, November 18, 2011

Do I Care

Until I just looked them up on Wikipedia, I had always envisioned G. Gordon Liddy's face whenever someone mentioned Grover Norquist.

I'm not sure that it matters, though.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Rubundity

Many of the more technical people on our floor have taken to drawing data diagrams or whatever on the windows with dry erase markers.  I drew a database symbol with a nonexistent database name and several nonsense words next to it.  So far, the drawing has been up for five weeks.


Wednesday, November 16, 2011

To the Critics

To all of you who say I don't have one, here's proof...

Click to embiggen.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Quidquid latine

In tenebris silentio

Monday, November 14, 2011

Powerpoint Proposal

I believe we could improve user satisfaction with the Microsoft Powerpoint 2007 help system if the help search function prefilled the box with this text.


(Click to embiggen.)

Sunday, November 13, 2011

The Pond

We're getting a new septic system, and as part of the deal, we're having a pond put in.  It's about 50 feet wide, with a slight kidney shape.  It should be dug in a few days.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Four Word Movie Review - Immortals

Don't bother.  Seriously, don't.

Friday, November 11, 2011

Lotsa Elevenses

11:11:11 11-11-11

Or as close as the interface will allow.

Veterans' Day

Remember those who have served with honor and distinction.

Happy 63

111111 = 63 in binary.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

School for Another Year

Our school district levy passed by about 50 votes, which is the number by which it failed last time.  This means that we don't need to fire 75 more staff next year.  That's 75 staff across a school district with 3500 kids, K-12.  That's also after having fired 50 staff this year.  In the metro area, our school district is second from the bottom (of ~12 districts) in expenditures per pupil as is.

That means that of the ~6500 votes cast, almost 3250 people were willing to sacrifice a significant quality of education for our students.

Of course, I take my voting seriously.  About a month before an election, I print a sample ballot and then read up on the issues and candidates.  I was a bit alarmed by the mid-40s woman who followed me in the polling place and told the poll workers, "I'm not sure if this is where I'm supposed to vote.  How long is a voter's registration good before it expires?  I voted a few years ago, but my neighbor across the street told me I could vote here."

Well-informed populace, indeed.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Voting Day

Leaving now.  Let's see if I can be the first one there today.

Monday, November 7, 2011

I Hold You, Tendonly

The finger is in a contraption that is supposed to keep it straight for six weeks.  Bleh.  As I tried to express to someone at work through instant chat, "It makes typoing hard.  Rather, it makes typing hard, and typoing easy."

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Finger

My right ring finger is now in a small splint.  The ER doctor says the tendon on the outer side detached from the end, so I can't straighten it.

Fell on it oddly.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Picture

Gum stain that looks like a bear head.


Friday, November 4, 2011

My New Catchphrase

"It's funny if you Google it."

Thursday, November 3, 2011

I Am Yellow, Parking Lot

This was in the parking lot at Niagara Falls.


Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Painting

This was in the office of the company that led the Segway tour we did when we went to Chicago.


Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Monday, October 31, 2011

Happy Halloween

Ghouls and goblins out to play,
And witches come at end of day.
Ghostly patter of little feet,
And tiny cries of "Trick or Treat!"

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Friday, October 28, 2011

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Monday, October 24, 2011

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Or Not

If you're reading this, then the world did not end.  Hmmm....  How could a radio evangelist be wrong?

Friday, October 21, 2011

Eat, Drink, and Be Merry!

In case you haven't heard, Harold Camping, the fellow who predicted the end of the world last May, revised his prediction so that it ends today.  I guess this is goodbye or something.

Google Minus

Our company has a number of large locations around the country.  Due to the standardization of job titles by our Human Resources department, there are quite a few people with my job title or a job in my "job family" whom I've never met, and probably won't, given the first premise of this paragraph.

Yesterday, a fellow we'll call Brad Wood added me to his Google+ circles.  This concerns me somewhat.  I do not know Brad, and I'm pretty certain he doesn't know me.  When I read his Google+ profile, I discovered that he is pretty much my mirror universe counterpart.  He even has a goatee.

I think he went through our company directory and beplussed everyone in our job family.  He has something like 350 people in his circles, but only about 100 returned the "favor."

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Postulate of a Day

Kind of like when I was in college, and finals week was the week where I NEEDED to rearrange my sock drawer, I find that the day before the first review of the roadmap is the day I need to tackle several other assignments.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

I Want to SING

After a couple of years of slow going, our new crop of officers in the Corporate Choir is injecting some energy into the group.  One concern, though, is that introducing change to some of these long-time members is a task roughly as easy as pushing a garbage bag full of jelly up a hill.

It helps that all of the older women happen to like the young-middle-aged gay man.  I'm their Liberace or whatever.  Of course, the young-young gay man may come along and usurp me with his better hair and skinnier frame.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Erma Bombeck I Ain't

I'm finding it difficult to spin Son's escapades into fodder for a humor column.  I think I'd rather stick to the work humor.

Monday, October 17, 2011

Ye Olde Fest

GPop, Son, and I joined some friends at Ye Olde Renaissance Faire yesterday.  During the joust, our Lady Jessica was dehorsed twice.  The second time, she didn't get up for a while.  There was much disappointment and hope for her speedy recovery.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Demographic of One

I am sometimes a bit saddened by the idea that many of the teevee shows I like lose their luster when they devolve into sex comedies.

I've never THOUGHT of myself as a blue-nose.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Like Varicose Veins

One of my assignments is to do an IT Roadmap for some of our in-house applications.  This will supplement the Business Strategy Roadmap and the Marketing Roadmap. 

But wait, there's more!

These are to be living documents, updated on a cadence of...

Oy.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Terra Nova Predictions, part 2

Prediction 3:
The series will be canceled before they resolve many of the plot lines introduced in the first five episodes.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Ye Olde Time

We're planning a trip to the Renaissance Faire this weekend, but many of our fellow geeks are dropping out of the trip.  The best-laid schemes o' mice and men...

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Olden Times

Tonight, Son and I spent some time poring over old computer games I'd collected in the nineties and naughties.  He was very interested in seeing if some of these old games could play on the laptops we have that are running 64-bit versions of Windows 7.  As you might have guessed, some of these games would not run out of the box.

It seems that in the old days of dial-up and proprietary frameworks for a lot of development, there were assumptions about file locations, library versions, and supporting program installations that game developers made that were not portable or sustainable.  It made me not miss the good old days at all.

Monday, October 10, 2011

Instant Messages of the Stars

Mary: yep. if we only knew then what we know now

GDad:  The human race would be walking among the stars.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Lazing

I think there's a difference between the act of sitting down while tired and the act of resting.

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Meet the Baby

Many congratulations and best wishes to Baldo and Geekina McNerdy on their new son that they've adopted into the world.  The party today introduced the boy to friends and family.

Similar to the RoBet appellation for Mandy and Mr. Mandy's daughter, I've settled on Xandael for Alexander Michael.  Friends now know to work on the name combinations to make it harder to come up with these portmanteaus.

Friday, October 7, 2011

Foto Phriday - Product or Warning

Is this the name of the product or a warning about its contents?


Thursday, October 6, 2011

Terra Nova Predictions

If you haven't watched Terra Nova, and you are planning to watch up through the third episode, read no further.  Otherwise...


Prediction 1:
Hunky guard - daughter's potential love interest - is the Sixer mole.  They said there was a mole, and there are only three non-main characters with any lines. 

Prediction 1a:
Guard will try to corrupt girl, but The Power of Love will make him turn back to the main colony.


Prediction 2:
The Sixers say that the commander knows about the carvings on the rock, because that's the only way he keeps in contact with his son.  This leads us to believe the son is out in the jungle.

The smart daughter also mentioned that the reason they know they're in a different timeline is because the future world sent back a probe that was never found.

The Sixers also said something to the effect of "Control the past (now) and control the future (2149, presumably).

I contend that the commander destroyed the probe's ability to broadcast to the future in the 150+ days when he was alone in the past so as to make the future THINK there was a separate timeline, and that he's writing on the stones to communicate with his son in the future, so his son will be able to wield immense power of some kind.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Howling at the Not-Moon

Baldo and Geekina have a dog named Daisy.  Daisy is pretty smart for a dog, but she's one of those dogs who barks a lot at things that interest her.  Recently, a hot air balloon company has enjoyed some success in Small Town, and Daisy believes that hot air balloons are there for her barking pleasure.  This is all well and good, except that when Neighboring Town started building a water tower, Daisy confused the tower with a hot air balloon and would bark at it whenever Baldo would drive past it with her in the car.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Favor? Sure!

Neighbor Rusty found a pickup truck that he wanted to buy.  It was only $700.  I'm not sure if that was OBO or not.  He asked if I could drive him "there" to pick it up.

I visited a county that I rarely enter.  Rusty claimed a 40-minute drive.  I forget that I drive the speed limit, and Rusty... does not.

Monday, October 3, 2011

And Out the Other

Tonight, we had a special dessert.  I picked up a can of Spotted Dick from the store and served it up, nice and hot.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

On the Ground

These were in a corner on the sidewalk.  Notice the masking tape with the size on them.


Saturday, October 1, 2011

The Cake is not a Lie

Wedding cake from the wedding of our neighbors' son.


Friday, September 30, 2011

Up a Tree

[GDad walks into the house, doffs his jacket, and sits on the recliner for a moment.  Butt barely hits chair, when...]

Phone: RRRRIIINNNGGG!

GDad: Oh, for...  [Gets up]  Hello?

Rusty: GDad.  You have to come over to my house RIGHT NOW.

GDad:  Is everything OK?

Rusty:  Yes, it's fine.  There's something in my yard.  It's weird, funny, and disturbing.  You NEED to see this.

GDad:  I'll be right over.

The yappy little dogs that Rusty has managed to chase a young groundhog up a tree.  Here is proof.


Thursday, September 29, 2011

More of This...

Storied town, from of old,
Wife of salt, I've been told,
That's Gomorrah!

For those of you who haven't seen this, sing it to the refrain of That's Amore!

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Monday, September 26, 2011

Apostrophe's

Seen out and about.

Weirdly, this isn't rotated in my photo editor.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Octojars

From the Honey Festival.


Saturday, September 24, 2011

Announcements, Announcements, Announcements

Son's school hosts the annual Small Town Classic, a marching band competition.  This year, they had a need for an announcer.  GPop and I were working at the football game concession stand a few weeks back, and GPop told one of the Band Moms that I could do the job.

So, off I went, attired in my battle armor of bow tie, sport jacket, and fez.  They probably hadn't seen this announcer's uniform before, but I wore it proudly.

Throughout the competition, I was able to observe the performances and hear the comments of several of the judges as they recorded their commentary for the schools.  The head judge sat next to me, and I was able to hear him lend his critiques to the event.  I was pretty impressed with the judges.  Even when they were giving the kids the business for mistakes, they did it in a way that seemed very constructive rather than critical.

Since Our Kids were the hosts, our school performed last.  I had never watched our band from this vantage point before.  My other observations were either at an odd angle or from the concession stand, so this was my first great view.


I was blown away.  These kids are amazingly talented.  Their show ran for about ten minutes, and the first seven minutes of the judges' commentary seemed to be variations on, "Great job!  You guys are AWESOME!  We love you!"  At about seven minutes in, there was a comment to the effect of, "Sometimes that move can look a little sloppy, but you guys pulled it out in the end.  Way to go!"  Then it was back to, "We love you!"


I started to tear up a little, I was so proud.




Friday, September 23, 2011

Spread It

Rick Santorum.

Do not click that link if you are at work.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Those Complaint Sites

I just spent about 45 minutes doing a spot check of some of those web sites that collect rants from angry people about poor service or products or whatever.  The sites make me sad, because a fair portion (I'll tentatively claim "majority," but I did not actually pull a representative sample.) of the complaints appear to be from people who are scarily ill-informed about how the modern world works.

I get that sometimes people sputter Angrish when confronted with bad service, but it astounds me that people would write such incoherent rants that we, the readers, start to root for the companies in question.

Especially alarming were the stories of people who were upset that they had spent money on psychic readings and had not gotten a good value for the cash.  That's pretty pleonastic in my book.  Redundant, even.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Crazy Prepared

On July 7, 2007, we went to Fuddrucker's.

So what?

During the dinner, Eggbert Terwilliger, who enjoys telling a good tale, remarked that he had read about people in Far East Asia who saw the 7/7/7 date as especially auspicious, so there were many weddings and other embarkations of life's journeys on that day in China and Japan.

Flash forward three or four years.

We were out eating dinner at a local restaurant, and Eggbert remarked on a recent date with a noteworthy representation, such as 10/10/10 or something.  He remarked again about the things he had read about 7/7/7.

I asked, "Do you know what you were doing on July 7, 2007?"

"No, not really."

While he had been speaking, I had reached into my wallet where I had folded up and saved the receipt from that day, knowing full well that he would revisit this story sometime down the road.  "Well, at about 7:00pm, we were finishing dinner at Fuddrucker's.  Our server's name was Justin.  I ate the Bleh Burger, and Son had a Whatever Burger."

"How. On. Earth. Did. You. Know. That?"

"I'm prepared."

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Eye Told You

The money shot.


The Eyes Have It

I might have used that title in the past.

I'm going in for my annual eye exam.  This is what my eye looks like on a normal day, under normal lighting, at about 9:00am.


This is what my eye will look like today under similar circumstances at about 9:00am.

Monday, September 19, 2011

Sad Song

Corporate Choir will be performing "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" this winter.  I don't believe that I have heard this song in the past fifteen years without tearing up a little when I hear, "Through the years, we all will be together, if the Fates allow."

Sunday, September 18, 2011

More Performing Arts Goodness

Son's marching band at Small Town High School took first place in yesterday's competition.  They also received a Superior rating (relative vs. absolute grading), which sends them to the state competition no matter how they perform in subsequent competitions.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

P2K

This appears to be my two-thousandth published post.  Whee!


Friday, September 16, 2011

Foto Phriday - Language Edition

Is this
A) an especially tone-deaf stereotype of Italian immigrants?
B) a confusion of Mayans and Romans?
C) (per co-worker Troy) Hooked on Phonics gone wildly amok?


Thursday, September 15, 2011

Unintended Consequences

One of the unintended consequences of school starting is that germs spread.  The head colds are especially sinister.  Bleh.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

QotD

"There is no force for mayhem more powerful than a well-intentioned imbecile."

Monday, September 12, 2011

Beefest

We went to another small town festival Saturday.  It was to celebrate the contributions of bees and beekeepers to American society.  We saw honey candy, honey cakes, honey sauce, honey kabobs, honey etouffee...

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Memory

September 11, 2001.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Concession

Last night, GPop and I worked at the concession stand at Small Town High School's football game.  The performing arts booster club runs the concessions to make money for all the performing arts programs.  The recently ex-president of STHSPABC is a rather outspoken fellow who just sent out a missive explaining that parents of all students in any performing arts programs are expected to give consideration to volunteering for these events.  Some parents expressed confusion about this.

President's e-mail explained it in no uncertain terms, then closed with the line, "Consider yourself unconfused."

Friday, September 9, 2011

TGIF

This is the longest short week I've ever had.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Exchange

I found out today that some friends are hosting an exchange student.  These are friends we haven't seen for a couple of years, since Son drives a lot of what we do.  I hope we can reconnect with these folks soon.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Recruits

Today's task was to recruit for our corporate choir.  Kelly, the membership and recruitment driector, and I were sitting near the cafeteria accosting people on their way to lunch.

"Come sing with us!"

"You don't want me to sing."

"..."

We need a better comeback.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Farscape

We're rewatching Farscape with Son.  I really want to like it, but something is interfering with that.

Monday, September 5, 2011

I Love a Parade

We went to the Small Town Labor Day parade today.  Small Town High School's marching band, starring Son Lastname on the cymbals, marched through with much fanfare.

GPop and I sat with Eggbert Terwilliger and Marcot Ravenswatch.  Our goal was to count queens.  We decided to predict the number of queens, which we loosely defined as "girl wearing a tiara and sash."  This would also include any emergency backup princesses, duchesses, marquesses, baronesses, and countesses.  Marcot said 12.  GPop said 15.  I said 23.  Eggbert predicted 32.

There were 51.  Fifty-one girls in tiaras and sashes.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Foto Sunday - No Loitering

This is an actual sign from outside the courthouse of a nearby Other Town.  It's a bit of a mixed message.  Click to embiggen.







Saturday, September 3, 2011

John and Sylvia

Why did the psychic cross the road?

To get to the Other Side.

Friday, September 2, 2011

Foto Phriday - Phood Art

Here's a photo sent in by friend Mary.  It was sent to her by her college student daughter, who was amused by how much this pickle and french fry combo looked like a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.


Thursday, September 1, 2011

BD Din

We had a nice dinner with friends in honor of my birthday.  Son had to skip it.  He's Involved With School now, so he has a Schedule To Keep.  My caloric intake topped a number I don't think I've seen in at least a few months.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Ear We Go

GPop had to take Son to the doctor yesterday. Son came down in the morning and said he couldn't hear very well and that his ears hurt. After the appointment, GPop called me to say that Son needed some antibiotics to treat an ear infection, and that there was some fluid behind Son's eardrums.

Son texted me a few minutes later with the message, "Did you hear about the water behind my eardrums, because I didn't."

Funny kid.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Today's Observation

When you work in IT, you get used to working with people who don't like to make eye contact.

Happy Birthday to Me

Happy Birthday to me!

Monday, August 29, 2011

Work Done

Linda Carter looks pretty much the same as she did when she was Wonder Woman. Wonder, indeed.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Homework

Son had several homework assignments to do over the weekend. I always make myself available to help him if he needs it.

Partway through his precalculus assignment, he said, "I should have done this on Friday, when I would have remembered everything the teacher said in class."

I asked him, "Is this somehow my fault that you didn't?" I was fully expecting him to lay responsibility for this everywhere but at his own feet. He had asked to go to a marching band party before the game on Friday, and then had the band performance to attend. He'd had a couple of hours before he needed to be at the school.

I think he read the tone in my voice, because he answered that he guessed that it wasn't.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Family Trip

Five year old niece starts kindergarten Monday. She is very excited.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Foto Phriday - Accolades for Eloquence

Lotus Notes is our corporate e-mail and calendaring program of choice. Every few years, there are people who examine our needs vs. the capabilities of enterprise-level programs such as Microsoft Outlook, Lotus Notes, and others. I wonder if Notes will win the "bake off" again.

Here's a message that recently appeared thrice on my screen. Click to embiggen.


Thursday, August 25, 2011

Morbo Will Destroy You!

Today was Small Town High School's first day of class. Son is now driving to school, because he's of age to drive, and because he has blossomed into participating in some after-school activities that make driving a much more convenient choice than whatever else.

He got up this morning and get himself ready. GPop has to work early on Thursdays, so he left. As we were finishing with the breakfast detail, I asked Son, "Do you want me to stay here until you leave, or have you got it covered?"

Son looked up at the ceiling for a second (The answer is always written on the ceiling in our house.), and said, "You can hang out here if you want." So we sat down on the couch together for a moment.

Son turned on the teevee. Now that he's a Driver, he wanted to watch the morning news for the weather and traffic reports. Keep in mind that the school is about one-and-a-half miles away as the crow flies, but six miles as the traffic engineers have decreed. Of course, none of this is on any freeway large enough to be noticed by the traffic report, but nonetheless, Son was quite interested in finding out where the downtown Capital City traffic snarls were.

After a moment, the newsbots behind the anchor desk came back on. GPop likes to watch that woman on HLN. I find her nattering to be irritatingly inane. This morning, the TiVo had tuned to the local FOX affiliate during the night for some reason, so we saw the vacant stares of Polly Ethylene and Sal Uloid looking directly into the camera. Storms had come through during the night, so the top story was the weather.

Sal: It's the first day of school for many schools in the area, but the storms coming through have caused two-hour delays for three local school systems!

Polly: [long pause] And those school systems are....?

Sal: [pause] Oh! Littleton, Smallville, and Nanoburg.

Son: Why on Earth are we watching FOX?

GDad: You're the one who has the remote.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Wolf Gang

Some years back, I told my team about the famous Wolf Shirt. A few days later, I was no longer a manager. As a parting gift, my team bought me a Wolf Shirt and we went out to a happy hour, which has been a monthly-ish recurring gig.

Hooray for half-price appetizers!

Aaaarrrrooooooo!


Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Need New Glasses

I was looking at an online org chart (with very small print) a moment ago, and I saw someone whose job title was "Team Lead."  I completely thought I read "Time Lord."

Monday, August 22, 2011

Coinage

I need an adjective that means, "describing circumstances or an action that to most people would seem risible, but to those most closely observing seems predictable and saddening."

How about adding another meaning to the word "corporate?"

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Four Word Movie Review - Captain America

Option One:
Get to Avengers, already.

Option Two:
We ♥ Hugo Weaving.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Friday, August 19, 2011

Foto Phriday


A cloud with a mustache.