While I’m not the biggest fan of small dogs (that my cat could muscle around), I have to admit my mom’s new multi-poo (???) is a pretty cute little bundle of energy.
That’ll keep her and my brother busy for a couple of years!
Meet Chester.

While I’m not the biggest fan of small dogs (that my cat could muscle around), I have to admit my mom’s new multi-poo (???) is a pretty cute little bundle of energy.
That’ll keep her and my brother busy for a couple of years!
Meet Chester.
2008 has been a pretty horrible year for me thus far. In fact, I’d have to say the worst on record, what with my father passing away, mother in the hospital on more occasions that I have thumbs and pinkies, moving my family out of the family home of 26 years and the nostalgia surrounding it all, to name a few.
My experiences this year have been more than ideal to vent thoughts and feelings in regular blog posts; whether for others experiencing similar life challenges, or better yet for myself therapeutically and future reflection.
I’ve known for far too long that a blog’s life is measured in traffic and readership (by some people anyway), and for several years my regular posts were garnering 400-500 uniques a day. Heck, @mokapey and I still reminice about weekly DRP podcasts. But, with all things ADD I focused on other seemingly more important items in my life, and have significantly (read: embarrassingly) ignored my blog for far too long.
I’ve threatened to update it (see new *rough* mockup below) and recommence regular updates for a bit and, well, it’s not going to happen unless I make it happen. So, I’ve bought the new laptop, built the new deck in the backyard to kick back with a slushy drink, plus bought and configured wireless N for increased throughput and range into said backyard. Short of finding a little spare time each day, which happens to be my biggest challenge, I really have no excuses.

I embrace the remainder of 2008 with a positive outlook; not only hoping for improved health and happiness for myself and those around me, but also in my plans to update this site and resume regular blog updates, sooner than later!
As many of you may have noticed over the past while, I have slacked in my regular post and even to the point of not updating my WP theme. To say I’ve been lazy does hold some merit, but like the rest of us, other priorities arose.
Anyway, WP 2.5 is installed and I’ll be updating the look/feel over the next little while.
Cheers my babies… off to eat some oatmeal!
Jug
Also known as “focus” points, this plotted map illustrates where all earthquakes have originated since 1963, when data-recording started.
Note the heavy pacific rim activity along the Americas and Asia… glad I got earthquake insurance suckas!
Do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are getting dead?
Why do banks charge a fee on “insufficient funds” when they know there is not enough money?
Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?
Why doesn’t glue stick to the bottle?
Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?
Why doesn’t Tarzan have a beard?
Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?
Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?
Whose idea was it to put an “S” in the word “lisp”?
If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?
Why is it that no matter what color bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?
Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?
Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?
Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuum one more chance?
Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your try first?
How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?
When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, “It’s all right?” Well, it isn’t all right, so why don’t we say, “That hurt you stupid idiot?”
Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that’s falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?
In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?
How come you never hear father-in-law jokes?
Interesting… pull your goalie for charity? I know a couple doods that could clearly generate significant financial relief for some desperate 3rd world countries.
I came across this neat (and free) site that allows you to map your entire family tree and subsequently connect with family members. Its a bit addicting as I want to keep adding people. By doing so, it compells me to find out more about who and where people from my family are located and what they are about.
I’ve only loaded about 20 people or so in so far, but plan to add another 300-350 from our family tree album. Boy, won’t that be fun (ugg).
I present: Geni
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Urban legends of a special, black-colored card offering dignitaries and celebrities unlimited spending power and after-hours access to high-end stores circulated in the 1980s. While the rumors were false, in October 1999 American Express decided to capitalize on them by launching the Centurion Card.
Customers have been known to purchase Bentley automobiles with just a swipe of the card. Centurion holders have also made purchases well in excess of $1 million USD without even a credit check. The popular myth is that the card has no limit; the largest purchase supposedly ever made on it exceeded $30 million–for a private jet.
Source: Wikipedia
PostSecret is an ongoing community art project in which people mail their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard.
The idea of the project is simple: completely anonymous people decorate a postcard and portray a secret that they have never before revealed. There is no restriction on what the content of the secret must be, only that it must be completely truthful and must never have been spoken before. Entries range from admissions of sexual misconduct and criminal activity to confessions of secret desires, embarrassing habits, hopes and dreams.
[flv]http://www.archive.org/download/PostSecret/PostSecret.flv[/flv]
Bottom line, any Transformer toy that Hasbro put out post-1987 is a POS in my opinion. Nothing but lightweight plastic garbage. Its sad really.
Here’s a list of every Transformer figure ever made, starting from the good ‘ol days of 1984.
Kinda depressed now though… when I grew up, I figured i’d be more like Sunstreaker than web developer.
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