Category Archives: Confessions

Things about me you probably never wanted or don’t need to know.

7 Things in 7 Days: Day 2

I have more blogs and email addresses than any sane person should have.  By blogs I mean sites running on blogging software.  I have email addresses all over the internet and I think that if I were to check them all regularly… they’d have less spam in them at any given time.

I just started another blog yesterday morning, but I’m not about to post the URL here because it would be highly offensive to the ‘Highly Offended, Legalistic Christian Jerk’ [that’s probably a hint but it won’t do you any good on Google, yet].  I have a blog about theology, one about design & development and also one about me being a closet environmentalist.
I have email addresses all over the place including Yahoo, hotmail, gmail, randypeterman.com and various other places that I’m not going to reveal.

7 Things in 7 Days: Day 1

There is a meme going around the internets wherein people are revealing 100 things about them in 100 days.  I’m shallow or something because I can hardly think of one thing to tell people about me in one day let alone one hundred.  So, therefore I’ve shortened mine to a managable list.  Today’s nifty thing about Randy that should scare the pooh-pooh out of people is:

I often tell people I’m a horrible liar [when the conversation mysteriously goes that direction].  I then go on with a story about my mom telling me and my cousin not to go down to the corner store and buy candy when we’re done with our paper routes and then we did anyway but we ate all of the candy before going inside – my mom walked outside to find my cousin cramming the last of the junk into his face and I got in trouble.  But the truth is that that is a lie.  Not the story about me and my cousin, but the truth is that I would lie to the judge and jury [not really if I ever go to court] if I thought it was a good joke.  I love a good joke and so if deception is part of the joke at first, I could boldly, blatantly and smilingly lie to impact the humor of the punch line.

This has, of course, backfired on me a few times like when I was in college and my friends were at another college.  I called up my friend Robin and told her that Jessica and I were alloping. That was all good and fun until my other friend, Sean, said that it really hurt her and that she was crying in the middle of her college classes.  Furthermore my ex-girlfriend Cindy was Robin’s roommate and Cindy, probably hating my guts or looking for a way to get back at me, corroborated with Sean and said that Robin had been all broken up about it.  In the end my accomplice, Sean, had turned the tables on me and got me all broken up about hurting Robin… lies are from the devil.

And if my girls ever read this: I know the truth about every lie you’ve ever told me – be afraid, be very afraid.

Bowels of Mercies

I love the King James translation of the Bible for its strong language and there is something oddly poetic about it.  However, this morning I was reading Abby’s Bible she received when she was born in Grapevine and we were taking a look at Colossians 3 where the translators in 1611 wrote ‘put on … bowels of mercies.’  Abby’s 3 year old mind couldn’t comprehend what was being said.  🙂  Unfortunately I find myself reading like when I was a Spanish student: I translate to modern English from the 1611 English so that I can comprehend what is being said.

For those of you less savvy Paul was writing have a heart of mercy in modern vernacular.

My First Professional Massage

I have never had a professional massage before Friday evening.  My dad use to work on sore muscles in our backs and necks when we’d get injuries from crazy stunts and such, Jessica has on occassion massaged my back, and ironically my best friend from the fourth grade through High School’s mom was a masseuse – but I never went to her for a massage.  So Friday night, as I stated before, I got a massage as part of my recovery from the auto accident.  Jessica has been saying how wonderful they are for some time.
The first half had some sensitiviy and pain involved where I was tender and had some deep tension in my muscles, but I couldn’t tell you about the second half: I fell asleep!  When living la vida loco it is hard to remember that things like this can reduce stress, reduce pain, and reduce being awake.  I don’t know how much a massage costs (this one was part of my treatment) normally, but I have seen them for $45.00 and hour or more, and every couple months this could be the perfect treat and decompression method for me.  I’m sold on the idea now.

However, no matter how Jessica talks about getting her nails done, I’m not getting mine done.

Abby’s First Baseball Game

Grandpas and Abby

Tonight I took Abby to her first (professional) Baseball game. This is a big thing for me for several reasons. First, let me also point out that Grandpas Peterman and Forland were there (it was also Clair’s first pro game). Grandpa Peer will more than likely get roped into going to a professional baseball game with Abby whether he likes it or not 🙂 Second, it was with the San Fransisco Giants, which was my first professional baseball game that my dad took my brother and I to [they lost to the Cubs]. Third, my grandpa Martin never got to take my brother and I to a pro ball game because he died of a surprise aneurism before he got the chance [we were scheduled to go to one with him later on in the year he passed away]. My grandpa Martin was a Giants fan. So tonight was the culmination of 2/3rds of something I want to give to Abby: baseball games with grandpas [Grandpa Peer is the other third]. She’s a girl, so she probably won’t care like I do about baseball, but she’s also excited about things that are new, which this certainly was.

Abby watches with excitementThe Rockies really did a number on the Giants in the second inning. They scored 4. Later the Giants scored a total of 3
runs, but the Rockies kept ahead ending with 5. My granpa Martin would more than likely have been muttering at the idiot players dragging his team’s name in the mud 🙂 I think that the only thing he’d have joined in on was the booing for Barry Bonds. I haven’t heard a crowd make such a stink in person. When Bonds came up to the plate the crowd made it known that they didn’t appreciate his steroid fueled record.

Abby had fun and I bought her a purple foam finger that she enjoyed waving in the air yelling, “Go Rockies, Go!” The Rockies went, and I was glad that we had come 🙂

I Was Tired

I was tired last night and came home from attempted firework watching and brushed my teeth and just crashed into bed.  Jessica, being a good mother actually was working on getting Abby to bed.  She woke me up to come participate in parenthood.  I sleepily stepped out of our room and participated in the nightly prayers and saying goodnight… like I normally do.  Then I did something not normal.  As a side effect of being so tired I brushed my teeth again.  I was about halfway through the brushing when I realized that it was my second brushing.  I finished because it seemed like a good thing to do and then went back to bed.  I don’t know when Jessica got into bed…I was out again quickly.

Fourth of July

So to celebrate the Independence of the United States we did racks of ribs.  Jessica and I don’t have a lot of experience in feeding large groups ribs so we bought 4 racks.  That would be roughly the gross national income of a small country in ribs, but I guess I’m a generous host.  Jessica had read that you should count on half a rack for each person eating.  We had 8 people (7+2 youth + 1 Abby) so I got four.  I think combined everyone ate about 1.3 racks of ribs.  So we have left overs.

LOTS of leftovers.  At least the local grocery store was open when my propane tank went dry on me 🙂  The ribs were good, but took about 5 hours to cook so it was a labor of love.  And my love, Jessica, did most of that while I went to help my buddy Craig chop up wood from his tree that had blown into the neighbor’s yard during our funky storms of the last three days.

Speaking of storms we went out to watch fireworks in the car.  In the rain.  In a Toy ‘R’ Us parking lot.  And the fireworks did not come… because rain and fire do not play well together, sort of like Pam Anderson and the 1700’s shakers [the shakers believed in celibacy].  One thing that was fun though is that we had Kailey & Trystan with Abby, Jess and I so we played the camping game.  That’s the one where you say, “I’m going camping and I’m going to bring [insert item name] to start it and then each person has to add one item to the end of the list after reciting it from memory.  One of the tricks to the game is that you can add complicated adjectives to the items so it can be the ‘ooey-gooey green sleeping bag’ instead of the ‘sleeping bag.’  Abby did surprisingly well.  I, on the other hand, did poorly due to being quite tired.

I think fun was had by all and in the end I still have about 3 pounds of ribs to eat.  Tonight?  Abby’s first baseball game, if it doesn’t get rained out.

Where Did My Computer Run Off To?

I have a windows XP Pro desktop that I use for all Randy Peterman Digital Research & Development media related work.  That computer has plenty of horsepower and more RAM than most people know will fit into their computers (I exagerate, it has 3 Gigabytes, it boots up pretty quick due to that).  However, today at lunch while trying to record a little ditty I launched the machine and it had all of its sound drivers gone and borked.  I did a Windows Update to make sure I hadn’t missed something there… still gone.  So now I need to figure out what needs to be re-installed, what needs to be un-installed, or what needs to be dropped off of a cliff after all of the re-usable parts are harvested out of it [like the RAM].  Few things chap my posterior like a Windows Computer acting goofy.  Every Operating System has problems, but this is really starting to get on my nerves.  OS X isn’t perfect, Linux isn’t perfect (no matter which flavor floats your boat), but this stuff with Windows is driving me bonkers.  What on earth should make that happen?  I can’t tell, but if I can find a good recording package on Linux I’m going to kiss the Cakewalk software goodbye and jump to the Penguin.

Spider-Man 3

As some readers may know the Spider-Man series are my favorite comic book series to be made into a movie (I confess to having never read a Spider-Man comic book in my life, but I did watch the childrens cartoon growing up).  Number 3 is coming out next year.  Here’s the trailor, it looks awesome 🙂

A Major Don’t In Web Site Style

While white letters on black backgrounds is a high contrast color combination… it kills my eyes.  Please don’t use it.  I read several blogs that ‘offer’ this design and I’d like to request that if you’re doing this that you think of your readers.  The odds are that the editor that you input the blog entries with actually is black letters on white backgrounds because its easier on your eyes.

I know, this is an odd forum to be writing such things, but I just wanted to throw it out because I know blogs are easy to create now and that most people don’t have design experience with things like that.   Thanks for putting up with my eccentricity.