Doings And Goings-On
Things have been busy – very busy – over the last few days, hence my lack of posting. First off, I was officially installed as an elder of my church this past Sunday. I had to give my testimony in…
Category Family
Google – Now Diagnosing Meatspace Tech Support Issues, Too!
Our living room air conditioner has been acting fairly fritzy as of late, running at full bore for 5 minutes or so and then summarily shutting off and flashing “E1” on its LCD readout. In vain did I search the…
That’s My Little Water Baby
We spent Tuesday at my aunt and uncle’s place and celebrated the Fourth in true American style: grilling and chilling. My aunt and uncle are the proud owners of an in-ground pool, so we prepped Will for a day in…
On To Plan B
My wife recently read a book outlining a decent spiritual/mental model to help one to deal with the ins and outs of daily life. The model goes as follows: Either the night prior to or the morning of a day…
Paging Senator McCarthy, Senator Joe McCarthy To The White Courtesy Phone.
It’s fortunate that Congress disbanded HUAC, else I might have had to place a call this evening. You see, I witnessed my family watching two former European Axis powers competing against each other. Playing metric footballsoccer. On the Fourth of…
Retroactive Self-Consciousness
I’ve noticed something about the way people talk to me over the last few years and it’s started to bug me a bit. First off, some context: I am what you might call a “person of size”. It’s not that…
Manifold, Manifest Apologies
I thought I had a pretty good blogging groove going there for a bit, with at least once-daily posts going up, but my wife and child have been sick since the beginning of last week, meaning that my moments of…
Happy Fathers’ Day!
Today was my first official Fathers’ Day and, aside from the heat, it’s been good thus far. I received Blazing Saddles (30th anniversary “Fathers’ Day Special” pack with an included “101 Top Barbecuing Tips” book) and a wireless grill thermometer…
Will’s New Do
A common subject of discussion over the course of last weekend’s festivities was the length of Will’s hair, primarily my various relatives’ opposition to its ever-increasing tendencies and our hesitancy to arrest said tendencies. Well, this weekend we finally found…
“The Party Of The Century!”
Phew, what a week-and-a-half it’s been. I’ve hardly had two spare moments to rub together since last Thursday, the day chosen for my brother’s bachelor party. I left work early that day, helped my wife out with some last-minute packing…
