Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Back In The Saddle Again

I haven't been here in a long time. I have been busy, but mostly uninspired.

I am recovering from a nasty sinus infection. I just know that you wanted to know about the green stuff coming out of my nose, so I mentioned it here. Here is the thing about nose trouble - the drugs are worse than the disease. Almost. I started taking decongestants a couple of days ago, and the side effects of these things make me feel like my skin is tap dancing on my nerves. I finally went to the doctor and got antibiotics and cough syrup. I got stuck in the butt with steroids and some kind of antibiotic, and a prescription for a Z-pac. The antibiotics are kicking in, and I am starting to feel better. The cough syrup is the real trouble here. Good God! That stuff kinda knocks you out, and makes the throat stop hurting, but the hangover the next day is AWFUL. I'd rather cough, thank you very much. How can people seriously get hooked on anything that has such awful aftereffects, like Heroin? It must be in the genes.

I have been geocaching a lot lately, and occasionally selling odds and ends on ebay to make some pocket change for a few upcoming expenses. Of particular note - I recieved a copy of 'Battlestar galactica, Season 2.0' for Christmas from a firend. The problem here is that I like to watch a linear story in a linear fashion, and season 2.0 isn't season 1, so I had no idea what was going on. I hesitate to mention this here, but I sold the box set on ebay, and used the money to buy season 1, along with the miniseries. I recently got finished wathing it, and am almost done with watching all the episode commentary on the discs. HOLY CRAP! This show is some of the best stuff on TV in a long time. Admittedly, I am a SciFi nut, and will watch rapturously Star Gate -1, and anything Star Trek or Star Wars, but Battlestar Galactica blows them all away. Really. It is incredibly well written, something sorely lacking in a lot of entertainment in the genre, and equally well acted/directed/shot. Now that I am caught up on season 1, I am tempted to go buy season 2.0, but that boxed set is not the complete second season. I will wait for that complete boxed set to come out, along with all the extras, before buying it. My wife is no easy pushover when it comes to these kinds of shows, but when I made her watch the pilot, she had finished the entire boxed set within the next two days. It is that good. Watch this show.

I'll have some kind of snarky political commentary in my next publish. Lord knows that there is a never ending font of material coming out of the Bush adminustration.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Pain

I am in a lot of pain right now, but it was worth it.

My GC screenname is 'Mr Lost' read all about it here - > Bridge, No Bridge. Start with the first log - a find (further down the page) and end with the second log - a note.

Be sure to look at all the pictures, especially the one labeled "T H U D !"

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Privacy

As many of you know, I tend to lean a little left. Privacy issues strike a chord with me, and I particularly distrust the government and its motives. At least I distrust the current incarnation of the U.S. government. Big brother is watching you... I recently discovered this latest online invasion of privacy. Apparently, when you get your drivers license, an electronic copy is stored and avalable for view as a matter of public record. Go HERE to see your's, or anyone else's actual drivers license, photo and all. There is a box to check to have the data removed from the website, but not governement databases.

God help us all.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Tired of clicking 'Favorites' all the damn time?

A RSS subscription will allow you to see who has updated their blog, all from one page. I use it all the time for that, and to check on other websites that I like to go to a lot.

Basically, whenever a page gets updated, assuming that the site has RSS subscriptions built into it (most blogs do automatically), you can see all of them from one page.

Here is the link to the one I use to keep up with what you all are writing.

Enjoy.

Monday, October 03, 2005

OK. My Turn...

Copy and paste, fill in the personal stuff, yadda, yadda, yadda...

3 names I go by: Dad, Martin, Sir
3 Physical Things I like about myself: Strength, Height, Eyebrows
3 Parts of my heritage: Irish, Russian. That's it.
3 Things I'm wearing right now: T-Shirt, Shorts, Glasses
3 favorite bands: Harry Connick Jr, Beatles, Moby
3 favorite songs: Alice's Restaurant, Fly Me To The Moon, Battle Flag
3 things i want in a relationship: Love, Trust, Sex
3 Physical things about the opposite sex that appeal to me: Hair, Face, Legs
3 Favorite Hobbies: Geocaching, Sailing, SCUBA
3 Things I want to do badly right now: Make more $$$, Sleep more, Change Carreer
3 Things that scare me: Not living up to being a good dad, Financial ruin, Not escaping my current carreer
3 of my everyday essentials: Caffeine, Internet, Personal Cleanliness
3 careers you have considered: Lawyer, Professionsal SCUBA Diver, Sales
3 Places you want to go on vacation: Trans Siberian Railroad, China, New Zealand
3 Kids names you like: Diana, Abigail, Nickolai
3 Things you want to do before you die: Fly (myself), Circumnavigate (sail power) the world, Live for an extended period of time on a sailboat
3 Ways I'm stereotypically a boy: Outdoors activites, Love of Physical Combat, The Three Stooges rule!
3 Ways I'm stereotypically a girl: An appreciation of kids activities, Attention to clothing accessories, I am answering all these questions honestly...
3 Celebrity Crushes: Gwen Stephani, Jamie Lee Curtis, Farrah Fawcett (young)

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Uncle Billy Died

My uncle, Billy Martin, died about two hours ago (8:30pm, 9/28/05) at the hospital. He went into the hospital about a week earlier with a condition known as DIC. Read more at the Wikipedia Page. The website there does not go into the fact that it is nearly always fatal when the underlying cause cannot be addressed, as was the case with him.

I am afraid I didn't know him all that well, but what memories I have of him are good ones, of a decent man, trying his best to live a good life. He was from what is today referred to as 'The Greatest Generation'. He was a submariner in WWII, and saw action. One of those guys you read about. Apparently there were a lot of "Billy Martin"s that served in that arena from Tennessee, as a Google search yeilds a LOT of hits on the name + WWII.

But his Obituary will best be handled by the experts.

To me, the major impact is on my mom. She is the last remaining sibling of 9 (NINE!)
She has watched every brother and sister pass away from one cause or another (mostly cancer), and she is the only one left. I can't imagine what this must be like for her. I have four half brothers - all still living - and I consider my family big. As the youngest of this group, I stand a significant probability of enduring the same thing someday. My mom is putting up a remarkably strong exterior during all this (we saw his end coming awhile back), but I know that she is hurting a great deal. The problem that I have is connecting on this matter. I have no experience with losing anyone close to me, so I am having a little trouble relating. I would like to help her, but am somewhat at a loss as to how. I will do the best I can, I suppose, offering the words of encouragement and sorrow that I feel she needs to hear, but I honestly feel a little numb about this one. It is not that I don't care. I do. But I am somewhat at a loss. I am posting here mostly as a method to hash out my thoughts to myself, as much as anything else.

I will have a clearer picture in a few days as to how things will shape up. Keep Her in your thoguths and prayers. Her name is "Martha".

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Aaaaaahh! Ahh! Make it stop!

You are a

Social Liberal
(63% permissive)

and an...

Economic Liberal
(25% permissive)

You are best described as a:

Democrat




Link: The Politics Test on OkCupid Free Online Dating

Thursday, September 15, 2005

It makes me feel like a little kid again...

When I was very small, I was afraid of the dark. Becasue of Doom 3, I can feel that way all over again!

The super K-Mart off of Riverdale road had a going out of business sale, and there were some XBOX games for sale, so I bought DOOM 3 for about $15.00. A good price. After playing it late at night (There is NO WAY I am going to let my daughter watch me play this one!) every night since then, I wish I had bought shoes instead.

As FPSs go, it is awesome. It appears to have an all-new storyline, and the graphics are so real, you think that you are in the action. This is a problem, because the realism spills over into things that go 'bump' in the night. Actually, they go slash, rip, chomp, bang, poke, and squish. Just to name a few. The lighting effects in the game are amazing, and frequently, one finds oneself stumbling around in the dark, with only the muzzle flash of a weapon to see by. Oh yes, you have a flashlight, which lights up a piteously small portion of the screen, but the sadistic thing about that is that you can have a flashlight -OR- a weapon armed. Technically, the flashlight can be used as a club, which is almost as helpful as using harsh language on the stuff that the game throws at you. I love this game.

I haven't slept with a nightlight for close to 34 years. Now I do.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Roberts Rantings

Roberts should be the next supreme court chief justice.

Now, for those of you who know me, wait a bit here before you drag out the tar and feathers. Same goes for those who don't.
The president gets to appoint whomever he sees fit. Period. That is the way the system works. We have a conservative president, so it only makes sense that he is going to put his guy in. The only decision that the confirmation hearing should make is weather or not the nominee is qualified to do the job. Chance-the-Gardner should not get by this process. A well educated and experienced judge should.

Roberts is qualified.
He should get the job.

What everyone should be asking themselves is, why him? Bush didn't pull his name out of thin air. And, contrary to what the mainstream media would have you believe, it is not about Roe v. Wade either. That decision isn't going to change, because if it does, the republicans are well aware of the fact that the political backlash from women voters will oust them from office en-mass. Abortion is a smokescreen. He will be confirmed, but the issue shouldn't about ladies who caught preggers.

What are the Bush cronies consistently on about? They are all about the rich getting richer, and corporations becoming stronger. Looking at Roberts' other decisions, we find that he quietly and consistently renders opinions that are favorable to big business, specifically Big Oil. We are already well on the way to a fascist state (corporate control of government is the definition of fascism). These people want to control our our lives through economic forces, making us all wage-slaves. They have a vested interest in seeing that system strengthened at every opportunity. Roberts does that with any opportunity provided him. He has made decisions weakening the government's control over interstate commerce. There are many more similar situations, but none of that is getting any press, because everyone is concerned about his opinions regarding abortion.

Ultimately, if change is to occur, then the lawmakers have to change. Remove the republicans, and replace them with conscientious legislators, or failing that - Democrats.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Not a Refugee, but an Evacuee.

The other day, my wife made a salient observation. The people fleeing the New Orleans / gulf coast area are not refugees. They are evacuaees. Refugees are fleeing an oppressive government. Evacuees are fleeing an area due to a natural disaster. They intend (in most cases) to go back.

It looks like the woman who was going to be coming here found someplace else to stay. We are still on the list of possible candidates at our church though. As member of Neshoba Unitarian, we are tolerant of Gays and Lesbians. Other denominations (for the most part) are not. What this means is that a couple who might ordinarily find shelter will be turned away at most major denominations. As a result, when we were asked to make the decision about weather or not we would allow a gay/lesbian couple stay with us, we felt a moral obligation to say yes.

This may or may not happen. Everything surrounding the evacuees in our area is in a constant state of flux. Also, most of these people are in a state of shock, subsequently, decisions about where they will be spending the immediate future may not be made right away. We figure that we will know for sure what will be going on within a period of about six weeks. We are willing to act as host for a period of about six months. We will allow a person or a couple to stay with us so long as they are transitional. What that means is that they had a job and home, and intend to get another job and home as soon as their situation will allow. In the meantime, they will need a safe, stable location from which to base themselves. Essentially, what we are offering is a place with a little bit of privacy, and some of the comforts of a home that are not available in a shelter.

Those of you who know Jenny and I who also know of someone, or a couple who needs something like what I have described, please feel free to contact me. The only stipulation I have is that there be no single males. Sorry, but that is just the way it is with me.

We live in Collierville, have a guest room along with a bathroom and possibly a small office space available.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Refuge

I have talked it over with my wife, and it looks like we are going to do this.

We have a guest bedroom, and two bathrooms. There is untold suffering as a result of hurricane Katrina, and a LOT of people are in dire need. Our church, Neshoba Unitarian Universalist Church, is offering shelter for people made homeless by the storm. We are going to offer our room to a needy person / couple / small family. It looks like there is a woman who may be staying with us. I don't know her name. She is the friend of a family who also lost their home, and they all evacuated together. We may get her, or we may get someone else. It doesn't matter. What matters is that other Americans have a desperate need for aid right now that is nearly immeasurable. My wife an I have been sick watching what has been going on in New Orleans. It is terrible. We are the kind of people who really want to make the world a better place in which our daughter can grow up. We can't fix everything, but we can make our little corner that much better. If everyone felt this way, then this whole thing would be bearable.

When we first discussed this, I was apprehensive. I have a young daughter to look after, and I am subsequently nervous about inviting a stranger into my home. The ground rule I set with my wife was no single males. Couples, especially with children, or single women were acceptable, but I just can't bring myself to allow a single man into the house. I am sure that the probability that there would arise some kind of problem is very small, but it still went (and goes) beyond my comfort level.

This will place a hardship on us, but I feel compelled to do something real this time around. On 9/11 we donated money that I am sure helped, but it didn't feel like I was really making a difference. This time around, things are MUCH worse, and I would never feel comfortable with myself knowing that I could help someone in a real way, and didn't. So, I am.

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Dammit LawComic, I Can't Keep This Up !!!

Here we go again...

Cary Grant
You scored 19% Tough, 14% Roguish, 28% Friendly, and 42% Charming!
You are the epitome of charm and style, the smooth operator who steals the show with your sophisticated wit and quiet confidence. You are able to catch any woman you want just by flashing that disarming smile. When you walk into a room, the women are instantly intrigued and even the men are impressed. When you find yourself in trouble, you are easily able to charm your way out of it, or convince others to help you. You're seen as dashing, suave and romantic. Your co-stars include Katharine Hepburn, Irene Dunne, and Joan Fontaine, stylish women who know a class act when they see it.

Find out what kind of classic dame you'd make by taking the Classic Dames Test.

Find out what kind of leading man you are by taking the Leading Man Test.

Thursday, August 25, 2005

Another Test Stolen From Lawcomic

Pure Nerd
69 % Nerd, 39% Geek, 17% Dork
For The Record: A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia. A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one. A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions. You scored better than half in all Nerd, earning you the title of: Pure Nerd. The times, they are a-changing. It used to be that being exceptionally smart led to being unpopular, which would ultimately lead to picking up all of the traits and tendences associated with the "dork." No-longer. Being smart isn't as socially crippling as it once was, and even more so as you get older: eventually being a Pure Nerd will likely be replaced with the following label: Purely Successful. Congratulations!



Sunday, August 14, 2005

Choice

Lorrelli has inspired me to discuss my views on abortion.

First off, I am a guy which means that some people will think that I am unqualified to have an opinion on this particular subject. Bullshit. Now, onwards...

Abortion is wrong. Limiting a womans choice is wrong.
While two wrongs do not make a right, three lefts do.

Before I can talk about abortion, I need to define life. I can't. No one really can. Does life begin at birth? What separates a child from a fetus? Trimesters? External viability? The developing child does not measurably change from one second to the next as he/she passes from one trimester to the next. Viability outside the womb is rapidly ceasing to be a realistic measure. As technology progresses, external viability is constantly being redefined. It is likely that one day it may be possible to 'grow' a baby completely outside a womb, from conception to 'birth'. Add sperm to egg, bake on medium for 270 days in the Ronco (tm) Infantomatic, and you're a parent! There are lots of measures as to when life (human or otherwise) begins, but the ONE definite determining factor is conception. Once sperm + one egg mix to create a unique set of DNA, there then exists a new thing that never existed before. So, in my opinion, THAT is the start of life. Ending it from that point on is killing a new life.

Abortion is also a product of technological advancement. Yes, there used to be techniques to end pregnancies, but they were very dangerous to the woman, and also prone to failure. Anytime before the last hunderd years or so, a pregnancy meant a delivery, thus orphanages did a healthy business. Until very recently, there was (and to a certian extent still is) a moral / ethical negative stigma assosciated with the act. I wish it still was universally condemned. It isn't so much anymore, but that is not up to The Law to enforce. That has to do with morality, which cannot be effectively legislated. Besides, criminalizing the procedure will result in two outcomes. (1) It will descend into the realm of the black market. Yet another opportunity for organized crime. (2) It will become the option of the wealthy, as abortion is permitted just about everywhere else in the world. Want an abortion? Get one in Canada, Mexico,Britian, France, or any other foreign locale with excellent doctors. Increase your frequent flyer miles in the process!

The freedom to make choices about one's own body is critical to the well being of the individual and to the well being of the society. Once limitations are placed on individual, they tend not to stop. You can't get an abortion? Well, while we are at it, you can't get married without your parent's approval. You don't like that? Well, lets take away your right to vote, so that you can't do anything substantial about it either. It isn't likely to go that way, but it could do so, or at least something similar.

How to reconcile these two viewpoints? Keep abortion legal. The choice is that of the individual woman. If she can bring herself to live with that decision, then she should have the right to make it. It is her decision to make. Not mine.

Friday, August 05, 2005

Figuring out this contraption.

Well, I just figured out how linking works on this site, so I went back and fixed the two links that I had.

Next up is getting images to work properly. I actually know a little HTML and am certian that I can get it to work, but I am basically lazy when it comes to unimportant stuff like that. I'll get around to it.

Lets see if this works:

Yesterday, I took my daughter canoeing and geocaching. Good GOD it was hot, but we had fun nonetheless. My geocaching handle is 'Mr Lost'. Read all about it Here.

Thursday, August 04, 2005

Service.

I have much to say, but am very tired tonight. I did just watch the second show in the FX series "Over There."

View the site Over Here.

It is gut wrenching stuff at times. I can't imagine what it must be like to be in that situation.
Watch this show when you get the chance.

I am 38 years old. This means that on 9/11/01 I was 34.
Much to my regret, I never served in any branch of the armed services. On 9/11, I wished that I was 10 years younger with no kids, so that I could join up. I seriously was that pissed. I still am, to a certian extent. I am, however, glad I didn't.

We (America) went to war in Afghanistan. We should have gone there. We had every right to go there. They deserved everything we threw at them, and much more. We should have finished the job. We didn't.
Long before 9/11, and the invasion of Afghanistan, President Bush had made the decision to invade Iraq. He was just looking for an excuse that he could sell to the American public. The Saudi Jihadis that attacked us provided him with just the smokescreen he needed. The logic went something like this:
The terrorists were muslims from Saudi Arabia, trained and supported by the Taliban regieme in Afghanistan. Since the average American doesn't have the time and/or energy to research the complexities of the linkages involved, the perception of the linkages involved were therefore open to exploitation by the Bush regieme such that the idea that Iraq was also supporting the terrorists that attacked us could be propogated. Most (well, at least enough) people bought this idea such that the Bush administration was able to buy tremendous political clout.
The attack on Afghanistan was grossly undermanned, such that Osama Bin Laden was able to escape when we had him surrounded. The decision to inadequately persue him generated two results. First, his continued existence generated enough fear in the U.S. that the Bush administration was effectively given carte blanche to do whatever it pleased, as evidenced by the passage of The Patriot Act, amongst other abuses of the public trust. The second effect that undersupporting the Afghan campaign was that the the bulk of the Army was able to be held in reserve for the planned assault on Iraq.

Had I joined shortly after 9/11 and been involved in the Afgahn campaign, I would have been proud to serve. They attacked us. If, however, my service had instead been used in the Iraq campaign, I believe that I would be very upset with my commander-in-chief.

I have never served. Anyone who has and reads this will, I am sure, have a thing or two to say about my inexperience. I can only speak about what I believe, and I believe that a lot of lives are being spent on a policy that has nothing to do with American security, and everything to do with oil.

Saturday, July 30, 2005

Decisions:

Wednesday I took my family on a mini-vacation. We went to Nashville. We saw the zoo (awesome), and the Parthenon. We then had dinner at a place called the aquarium. It is totally cool, a high end seafood restaurant with a floor-to-ceiling 200,000 gallon aquarium in the center of the room. Sharks, stingrays, moray eels, and a host of reef fish swim in a gigantic circle while you dine on their distant cousins. We then went next door to a 'stingray reef' where there was a massive pool with about a hundred stingrays in it that you could hand feed. My daughter lost her mind doing this. It was totally awesome. We spent the night at my brothers home, had breakfast, and went to see the Hermitage (Andrew Jackson's home). We then had lunch at 'The White Trash Cafe', and drove back home.
But that is not what I want to write about.
If you are squeamish, stop reading. Now. Really. In fact, it might be best for your mental health just to not read any further irrespective of your intestinal fortitude.
You were warned.
We arrived home around 5:00 pm or so. I unpacked the station wagon, and my wife sent me on a quest for spaghetti, Parmesan cheese, and spaghetti sauce. While at the store, I felt a little odd, but couldn't quite put my finger on it. I made my purchases and came home. Depositing my foraged goods on the counter, I announced that I didn't feel so well. My wife thought that I might have low blood sugar, and suggested that I have some of the pepperoni pizza that she had just cooked. I ate two bites. This was the first bad decision of the night. I felt a little dizzy, and announced to the room that I was going to go to the bedroom and lie down. I should have requested that my wife check on me, but she thought I was going to take a nap, and decided to let me be. In hindsight, I appreciate the thought, but it turned out to be an unfortunate plan.
I sleep best in the buff. So I stripped my clothes off with every intention of climbing into bed. As fortune would reveal, this was a good decision. I doffed my last article of clothing and almost fell over from dizziness. I broke out in a cold (and suprisingly profuse) sweat. Instead of going to the bed, I lurched towards the bathroom adjacent to the bedroom. Yet another good decision.
At this point I had an untenable decision to make. My rapidly deteriorating condition forced me to chose between two options. I could either sit on, or kneel before the toilet. Both options were necessitated simultaneously by what my digestive tract was inflicting on me. I chose to kneel. As the delightful luncheon at 'The White Trash Cafe' voided itself throught a process earlier made famous by the actress Linda Blair in "The Exorcist", I had a fever induced epiphany.
How does George Bush do it? Not vomit AND explosively defecate at the same time. No, I am sure he has long ago come to terms with coordinating these activities, considering his drug and alcohol infused life. No, how does he make the kinds of decisions that he has made and still be able to live with himself? You see, he made a decision to invade a sovereign nation on false pretenses. He continues to make the decision to send young servicemen and women to their doom in order to satisfy the greed of his oil cronies. At every opportunity he decides on courses of action that may well have the net effect of destroying democracy in the United States as we know it.
This will not be the last time you read my opinions regarding the current administration. Future writings will give more eloquent, researched, and intellectually stimulating opinions on these matters. But at that precise moment when I had to Shit and Puke, I wondered how he could make decisions, apparently without caring about the long-term effects on America and the world, in what would appear to be a totally self serving and short sighted manner.
It turns out that I made the right decision, because I was able to 'hold it' until I could turn around and sit. This went on for about two hours, until my wife came to check on me, at which point she took over my well being and proceeded to nurse me back to health.
And in case I haven't made this point clear, the Nashville trip was awesome.

Monday, July 25, 2005

How I Stopped Being A Complete Idiot:


I am playing 'STAR WARS Jedi Knight II: Jedi Outcast' on my home PC. It is fun. I used to play MMORPGs (Massively Multiplayer Online Role Playing Games), but I no longer do that. Specifically, I played Ultima Online (UO) for about four years, and then I played Star Wars Galaxies (SWG) for about a year and a half.

I am going somewhere with this. Bear with me.

I loved these games for several reasons. They offered a sense of community that was filtered through the game, so everyone was more or less on an even keel, and people could relate to each other on a more cerebral level. I love all things medieval, hence the UO, and I am nuts about anything Star Wars. Thanks George, for that particular fiction. I like to build stuff, within a set of rules. I liked the idea of a persistent virtual world where I could make a difference. In UO , I ran a crafting character that had a huge following of customers that bought his wares. That felt pretty cool. In SWG I ran a character that crafted medicines, and could use them effectively in a combat situation. It made him an indispensable member of any outing. Also, I like things that go boom, and it is possible to do both in these games.

Here is the thing...

I work a full time job. I am married. I have a wonderful daughter, who is now seven years old. I am in graduate school, studying for an MBA in Accounting. To say that I am busy is a gross understatement. I played these games at first all the time. I mean all the time. It was nothing for me to play UO for eight hours straight. Several times a week. It was like having a second job. One day, my wife put her foot down, and demanded that I stop playing. I made a deal. I would only play when everyone in the household was asleep, or when they were away. By away, I meant; at work / school / not at home for any reason. So I became a vampire, living at night, sleeping during the day.

After relocating to our new home in Collierville, I settled back into a similar routine with SWG. One day, I looked up from the game, and realized that I had played all night long, and still had to get my daughter up and off to school, and myself off to work. I stayed up almost 40 hours that day. That was when I realized I had to stop. I logged onto the game a final time to give away all of my stuff. I deleted my character, and cancelled my account. I thought I would be traumatized by this action. I wasn't. I have since decided to spend a lot more time with my family. I do so every chance I get. I have taken up Geocaching and take my family whenever possible. I have lost ten pounds at this activity alone. A buddy has loaned me his canoe, and I take it out with my daughter and wife whenever I can. I am determined that my daughter have the best possible childhood I can give her, and that means spending as much time as possible with her, doing cool things, and encouraging her to explore life through exploring the world.

I still like computer games.
I will only play the type that I can stop at any point, save, and get on with the rest of my life.

Being impulsive, I often feel pretty stupid, but not about this.

Sunday, July 24, 2005

Well, here I go...

I read about spaghetti logic in a Dilbert cartoon once. Not being a techno-geek, I am not 100% certain with regard to what it actually is. A quick google search reveals several definitions, all of which seem to suggest indecipherable gibberish. As near as I can figure, the Dilbert strip suggested that an engineer was safe in his particular job because all of the company's accounting software was written by him in 'undocumented spaghetti logic'. Only he knew how to fix things if they went wrong, insuring his continued employment without further productivity. A corporate holy-grail. I just like the existential and mentally frazzled image that the phrase 'spaghetti logic' brings up. I am a lateral thinker, and often reach conclusions through an amazingly tortured, but usually logical (to me) set of steps. I also like the way it sounds.

I intend to document whatever oddball thoughts will occur to me here, mostly utilizing what I consider to be spaghetti logic.

My Blog - my definition. So there.