Monthly Archives: July 2009

You’re on Thin Ice Warehouse 13

You too SyFy Channel.

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Well, that freezer won’t move itself…

I don’t know how this happened.  But in the process of being neighborly (and avoiding some housework I had planned for the evening), I somehow ended up moving a stand-up freezer.

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Landscape

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Today I am without wife and child.  My responsibilities have boiled down to painting a door and vacuuming.

So I did something that I’ve been meaning to do ever since I got my new camera.

Actually…since my wife and I took a “shortcut” about two years back.

Much like anyone who is absolutely new to an area, we stuck to the major roads in town major highways when travelling to the cities.  For going to and from Madison and Chicago, this was more or less ideal.  Milwaukee was a bit cumbersome though.  To get to Milwaukee, you either headed up to Madison and over or down to Beloit and then over.  Either way there was a sense of wasted motion, of extra expenditure.

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Come pick me up

It’s never going to be a good day if it involves the phrase, “Come pick me up…the car won’t start.”

It’s  a worse day if it’s your wife calling.  And she’s out with your mother who is visiting for the week.  And your two year old is out with them.  And they’ve got the car with the LATCH system.

It’s just not what you’d call a pleasant situation.

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Sleep Wars: Same saga, different room

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One of the first things that my wife and I thought about when we found out that we were going to have a second bundle of sleepless nights bawling dirty diapers joy was that we would need to make an effort to get our eldest out of her current room and into a Big Girl Room.

You see, when we bought our home here in Wisconsin, it was listed in the MLS as four bedrooms.  One of the bedrooms, however, is rather small and attached directly to the master bedroom as well as the hallway.

In showing us the house, our agent said to us:  ”You could use it as an office…or a hobby room….or an extended closet area.  Of course, this is after you use it as a nursery.”  (My wife was six months pregnant at the time)

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My wife thinks this blog is about her

“Aww crap. You’re going to post about me, aren’t you?”

I honestly don’t know why my wife would think that.  It’s not like I p0st every mundane little thing about her life.

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One Hundred Posts

It almost feels like a cop out, but…the one hundreth post on this site since restarting the site will be a little note saying that I’m not going to post.

And _that’s_ what I think about milestones.

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Darn wife and her darn time off

In these past two years, my wife and I kind of found a rhythm to our daily lives.  Sure, it’d change from semester to semester.  But more or less, I knew how I’d spend my evenings.

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Focus on the pretty flowers

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I have never understood why it is that a dentist’s propensity to chatter directly at you is almost directly proportional to the amount of stuff in your mouth and you inability to form even the most rudimentary syllables of acknowledgement.   (First rule of good dental health:  never disagree with a dentist, especially when they’re actively working on you).

Today, for example, I was lying on the chair, gripping onto the armrests with a strength and purpose that I did not know I possessed.  The dentist was doing…something.  Something horrible.  I was pretty sure I would seem him calmly remove the lower half of my jaw and set it aside to give him better access to the back of my mouth.  I had a Southern Plantation full of cotton in my mouth, enough Novocaine to numb a horse, and a scientific array of mirrors and lenses peering at my teeth.

At that moment the dentist chose to address me directly.  ”So…how have you been?”

Internal monologue:  ”Well doc, up until this moment I had been contemplating using the adrelanline pumping through my body to rip this arm rest off the chair I’m sitting in and beating you senseless.”

External dialogue:  Glaaaaaagrgle.

Dentist:  ”Well that’s just super.  You might feel a little pinch or two here.”

Internal monologue: “I will hut you down you sick sadistic son of a—”

External dialogue: Yelp!  Whimper.

I’m so glad I get to go back in two weeks.   Looking forward to it.

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Software and composing books

It’s been difficult for me to post pictures along with my posts these past few weeks.  I recently upgraded the core software that powers this website.  In doing so, a little plugin that I was using to pull pictures from my Flickr feed broke.  Unfortunately the guy who wrote the plugin has been AWOL for a few months now.

It’s one of the tragedies and marvels of free, open-source software.  On the one hand, the author of a plug-in that I and a great many other people rely on just up and disappeared.  When the core software caused the plugin to misbehave, the guy was no where to be found.  However, after several weeks of frustration being vented by his clients on his website, one of them just took the code and fixed it himself.

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