Sunday, June 29, 2008


I have a bit of a thing for the fat brassy one, I won't lie. I played through high school, and I must say, I was darned good -- I played outside of school, too.

I never, though, came near anything like this...

I think, once, I got two tones out of it. It was an accident, and I never was able to duplicate it. Dang. What fun, he must be having up there!

Monday, June 23, 2008

A Swell Time, Indeed

I went to our annual free fund raising concert this weekend, and I must say, it was a great time. The first artist we saw told about his childhood dream of playing for the Weather Channel being finally realized, but the second was a downright party. I took photos. View them.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

It's Time

Heads up, everybody. Firefox 3.0 is out. If you didn't catch wind of my initial excitement, I'll tell you now -- get it. Use it. You'll never turn back.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Three Lessons

I want to share a few of the core values I hold as an adult. I'd write a personal, private letter about this, but honestly, I'm proud to value these things, and I'm proud of where I picked them up.

Above everything, a man lives for his children. Once he's a dad, there's no turning back -- he'll have that title forever, and it's not one to be taken lightly. That bike trip to Montana you'd dreamed about as a kid? Maybe once you retire and your kids are grown. By then, though, you may be at a different point in your life, and you might never have that trip after all. Worry not about that, though; you've got a new life now, and one that's infinitely more important. One, too, that'll never let you go.

Second, and nearly equally important, a man honors (and occasionally dotes upon) his wife. Those kids I mentioned before depend on it, and if no kids exist, a wife is your most important priority. There's no room for selfishness here, either.

Finally, throughout all else, a man holds his head up, even when things don't go quite the way he planned. There's a silent strength a real man possesses that can't necessarily be taught -- only demonstrated.

Your job isn't over (don't expect I'll let you off that easy :p), but you've already had a smashing success. All these things, you've demonstrated well. They're part of me now, and when the time comes, they'll be part of another generation.

Thanks, Dad.

Friday, June 13, 2008

Rat infestation!

As I write this out, I've got a fuzzy rat nuzzled up against my leg in the chair. It looks like she's falling asleep, but if I put my hand down there next to her and cuddle, she makes clicky noises with her teeth and licks my finger over and over.

I had no idea rats were like this. I thought they were like big mice, but there's really no "bonding" with a mouse. What we're doing here, though, this cuddling thing, is definitely social.

Now she really is sleepy. She's not licking anymore -- just lazing. If I scratch up behind her ears, her eyes close a little bit more. Heh. She's not even moving.

Also, to the kids in the apartment down a floor and across the hall: I hope you stick around for awhile, and I hope you continue to leave your screen door open when you sing together in the middle of the night. Noise complaints be damned. You guys are darned good.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008


I am alive. It's been a terribly busy week or so.

1) I moved. Woo. I even have my own utensils. How awesome is that?
2) Ratter's gonna be alright. I took her to the vet last Wednesday, as she was still awfully sneezy, they kept her for a week, then called today to tell me nothing is wrong with her. BAH.
3) I'm having a party tomorrow. It's going to be terrific.

I hope to post some pictures of the apartment sometime soon. I just get so wrapped up in unpacking and putting things in drawers, it's hard to do much else.