Tales From The Subconscious, Jet Lag Edition
5:30am, local time Id: WAKE UP. Ego: …*snrrrrk* Wha? Huh? Gah! I: WE WAKE UP. NOW. E: What the heck time is it… Idiot! It’s bleedin’ 5:30 in the bleedin’ morning! Let’s go back to sleep. I: IS NOT. IS…
5:30am, local time Id: WAKE UP. Ego: …*snrrrrk* Wha? Huh? Gah! I: WE WAKE UP. NOW. E: What the heck time is it… Idiot! It’s bleedin’ 5:30 in the bleedin’ morning! Let’s go back to sleep. I: IS NOT. IS…
Good times, good times. Sometimes I miss the ol’ USSR, if only for its hockey team. And it’s position as primary supplier of movie villains. I mean, what’s Miracle without the Red Army? Rocky IV without Ivan Drago? Spies Like…
I packed up my wife and child and headed out to the area near Warren, PA and the Kinzua Dam last week for some rest and relaxation with my grandparents. Two days of relaxation were matched by two days of…
I don’t know if it’s a universal I.T. thing or not, but at my place of employment we sysadmins have taken to blaming any freak accident/unexplainable computer phenomenon/Series of Unfortunate Events on “gremlins”. A person couldn’t log on five minutes…
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…
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…
Saturday was an unseasonably warm day, with the highs reaching into the 80’s. There was nary a cloud in the sky for most of the day and a light, pleasant breeze served to keep things from getting too stifling. All…
Those of you who know me and my “bad mojo” will not be surprised to hear that our adventures in power were by no means restricted to home this past weekend. My wife, Will and I arrived at church Sunday…
My wife, son and I sat down to watch the Seattle-Washington game this evening expecting nothing out of the ordinary, but the weather conspired to add a bit of spice to our lives. It was quite windy this afternoon and…
Home Again, Home Again, Rig-A-Jig-Jig …To Market, to Market, to buy a Phat Cast. Apologies for the lack of updates over the past 48 hours. I would have posted this summation last night, but there is a shocking lack of…