Mixed Messages

12lbs 4oz

My son weighs this much

Clipboard Pen

Stray string, ribbon, linked together elastics, even a paperclip chain,
I have seen them all dangling freely from the sign in clipboard at reception.
The dangling end is tattered and naked; almost embarrassed,
Missing is the pen that was once part of it, again.

As a new pen is attached, the receptionist sighs,
She mutters to herself, wishing people would stop stealing these pens.
It is, after all, tied to the clip board for a damn reason!
Does anyone hear her prayers?

Maybe, just maybe, it is you who keeps escaping,
Refusing to be confined to the clipboard all your life.
Perhaps the predeceasing pens eventually got fed up and wanted to leave?
People pass you all day long with rare and little acknowledgement.

Depressing days blur together, nothing to think about but escape.
What fulfilling duties lie beyond this entrance way desk?
The plan comes together as the office is now closed for the day,
Freedom awaits!

You release yourself from the restraints; it is a new and glorious day!
Now is the time to start living as you roll off the desk into the entryway hall.
Feeling drunk from the giddiness you pause as someone enters,
Oh no! Your cover is blown!

Giant bristles sweep you up and lift you to desk height.
Looming over a dark, seemingly bottomless bin, something catches your eye.
Across the room on the counter was your home you just fled
Stripped and tattered, now it just dangles.

Goooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaallll!!!!

Read this book review

Some people seem to think they are an "author" just because they can write words on paper. Well, read this review of "The Shadow God" by Aaron Rayburn, and then AFTER (and only after) reading that review, go to Aaron Rayburn's website, found here

Holy Al-Queda Batman

gurgle

Domino's Scientists Test Limits Of What Humans Will Eat

Me

Lynn Canyon

Yesterday, Deb and I went to Lynn Canyon. I wanted to play around with photographing waterfalls. Sadly, We didn't have a map so I didn't find a spot to get the waterfalls... but I did get some shots with the effect I was after.

Anyway... So, we're there, walking through the trees and along the path. All I could think of was "HOLY SHIT, There's a lot of people here!" I'm talking a LOT of people. And I guess in a way that's good. It's nice to see people enjoying the parks. But there comes a point where it's being enjoyed TOO much.

I saw people walking along a trail (with tree roots sticking up and such) wearing FLIP-FLOPS!! And carrying coffee cups! Not thermoses or anything, but paper coffee cups! WTF! It was absurd. It was also very crowded. I was not expecting to have to wait for other people to move before I could take a step when I decided to go for a hike.

Luckily, all these people came for one thing, it seems. They came for the "30 foot pool" which is where every goes for a swim in the refreshing icy water. I wanted to jump in, but I had no swimming stuff or towel. Deb and I continued to hike past this and, of course, found NO ONE using the trails beyond this. Damn city folk. They just wanted a slight taste of the outdoors, but they didn't want to break a sweat.

That being said... We'll all have to go up there one day this summer for a swim in that water. It was nipple-hardening cold.

Our baby is growing up!

I can be better, I swear!

Since about mid 2000 or so I have had one problem... my geekiness has been toned down. Yes, it's true... I can be geekier. In fact, I SHOULD be geekier. But I can't. Why? Because I'm married. Yes, I blame you for this, Deb :) It takes time to be a geek, but it also takes time to be a husband. Instead of spending hours and hours trying the next big Linux distro, or building BSD webservers out of spare parts, I am instead going on walks and watching such tripe as "27 Dresses." God, that movie sucked.

Well, it's gotta stop. The geek in me (so really, that's like 95% of me) needs some release. The first step? Geek artwork. We still have some time before we decorate our condo, and when we do I plan on putting up some geeky artwork. I don't know just what it will be yet, as I have to find it. But dammit, I have to find something. Maybe an 8-bit Mario or Space invaders aliens or something.

Also, I will be more aggressive in my attempts at converting my wife into a sci-fi fan. I will make it my duty to make her understand the joke when we say "invert the deflector dish"

w00t

Keen on Oral

Putin on the Ritz