Friday, July 04, 2008, 10:13 PM
4th of July Kick in the Teeth
I can’t believe some jerk stole Ian Curtis’ headstone!
Is there no decency in the world anymore?
Tuesday, July 01, 2008, 12:40 PM
You All Owe Me Pee
Kidlet has finally shown an interest in using the toilet, so to facilitate her transition out of diapers and into “big girl pants,” Em and I bought some candy and put it in a jar on the counter. This candy is freely available to anyone, so long as they “earn” a piece by using (or at least attempting to use) the bathroom first. This is all well and good, and seemed to be working out fine… until last Saturday, when Kidlet came into my room smacking her lips and talking about how Widget had given her some candy. Now, I know that nobody’s been in the bathroom for at least a couple of hours, so I head up to the front room and find both Widget and Midget busily chewing away on their own pieces of artificially-flavored sugary goodness reserved for those who have devoted themselves to the lavatory arts. The conversation went a little like this:
Raided the candy jar, did we?
(Shocked looks, accompanied by mute nods)
What do we have to do to earn that candy?
(In unison) Go to the bathroom.
And did we go to the bathroom?
No.
Then go line up. You all owe me pee.
As the girls all trot off down the hall to fulfill their end of the bargain, I realized that might possibly have been the strangest thing I have ever said.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008, 10:10 AM
<Insert Relevant, yet Witty, Title Here>
The end of the semester finds me stuck, once more, in a liminal state viz. my home life. While life’s transitional periods can be exciting --a chance for a fresh start, and all that-- these days I find their ambiguity difficult and draining more than anything else. There are so many things to keep track of (what changes need to be made, which changes are permanent, which are temporary, and what items must not be overlooked for the love of Pete!) that establishing a new routine three or 4 times a year is an absolutely exhausting prospect.
Thursday, May 08, 2008, 08:18 AM
My Prrrrrrecious
Admittedly, I’m not a big gaming person. Whether this is because they are a pointlessly frivolous waste of time, money and effort, or due to the fact that I always get pwned by my wife’s cousins in Halo because I never could get the hang of these !@#$# post-N64 joypads is irrelevant.
I like StarCraft.
So much so that, while attempting to install Linux on nearly every other piece of electronic equipment I owned, I made sure to keep a working copy of Windows on my desktop so I could play it whenever the mood struck. This was promptly ignored when I learned how to install StarCraft on my Linux boxen using Wine, and it has been smooth sailing ever since.
Or has it?
Earlier this week, the desire to turn swarms of zerglings into piles of warm goo led me to realize that I never reinstalled StarCraft after last year’s massive hard-drive failure. No problem, right? I’ll just check my Wine configuration, head over to my CD stack and ... where did they go? Both StarCraft and the Brood Wars expansion CDs are missing! Wracking my brain over where I had seen them last, I embarked on an hours-long search for my errant CDs.
Finally, success! Sort of. I found Brood Wars—at the bottom of the DVD case of all places; none the worse for it’s misadventure. StarCraft itself, however, is an entirely different story. I found it’s jewel case, empty, at the bottom of a stack of music CDs.
LOST! MY PRECIOUS IS LOST!
Saturday, April 26, 2008, 07:51 AM
Take a peek…
At the 2008 Student Art Exhibition
Among the seventy-some-odd pieces selected (out of nearly 300)
There is a painting by yours truly.
Guess I’m better at this art thing then we thought (too much more of this, and I’ll be forced to get a flash diffuser).
Sunday, January 27, 2008, 08:19 PM
The Prophet Died Today
I am sad.
That is all.