Category Archives: Confessions

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

White Castle

I have never eaten at a White Castle Hamburger Restaurant. Today, yet again, we passed one and I mentioned I have not eaten there. Every time I mention this (which is rarely) all those present say, “You’re lucky!” Or other phrases presenting to me the general idea that White Castle is not America’s favorite fast food chain. The other thing that happened after saying this was that Jessica said, “Oh, My gosh! He talks about that all the time.” This sort of inference is wrong and should not be made… I talk about it each time I pass one… mostly to see if Jessica will remind me that I’m going to be disappointed.

Right now my standards for White Castle are so low [given their reputation] that I think that as long as it’s not manure with spit between two pieces of moldy bread I’ll be impressed.

Oh, speaking of potty humor, this morning Abigail was waiting for her bath while Jessica was going to the bathroom and when Jessica had finished Abigail exclaimed, “Good job, you went to the potty, Mommy!” The potty training must be working 🙂

How Much Work Do I Get Done

Matt asks, “About how many hours of productive work do you get done a day?” I put about 9-11 hours of work in a day, but I’ve got several clients and my largest keeps me busy with at least 40 hours a week. No complaints here, busy is good. Because I have fewer interuptions at my home office I have pretty fruitful time.

The Worst Part About Working at Home

The worst part about working at home is that the woman I love is just steps away, but I’m ‘trapped’ in here typing on the keyboard. The best part is that I get to see her on trips to ‘the water cooler’ and coffee pot. Oh, and I can kiss one of the gals while I’m’at work’ and I’m not having an afair 🙂 Actually, I can kiss both of them, cause Abby is a cuty, too.

8th Grade Exam

8th Grade Exam from 1895. Note that my grate-grandfather was a few years old at this time. Note that this test plows the socks off of any tests I tuk in the athe grade. In fact, I can’t anser enuff of these compeletely enough to feel contenant any more. I must need to go bak to skool!

New Blog to Monitor

My buddy Ben Linn, and his wife Dorine, have a blog now. Super cool. Ben is really oddly funny so I love to chuckle at what he says. He was the DJ at Becky’s wedding. Ben is a much better MC than I am, he’s funny, he’s got a lot of wit and I’m too focused on changing the songs correctly with little interjection. But that’s a throw back when we use to DJ at ‘Christian Skate Night’ at Skate Trak here in Carson City.

Ben and I used to be in a band together (should have been ‘banned’) in high school and also we played at a coffee house in Reno a couple times. His skillz rock and he’s fun to play with. I look forward to some future playing… when we come to visit again. He and the Missus are a blessing.

Broadcast Television

As some of you may know, and those of you don’t will now unless you cover your eyes while reading the rest of this entry, we don’t have cable. We don’t have satellite either. So we get mediocre reception on our rabbit ears and we endure the garbage of Broadcast Television. Most programs, aside from This Old House, America’s Test Kitchen and TBN, there’s nothing good to watch on Television. I would much rather do one of the following than endure the boredom of most broadcast Television shows:

Thanks for putting out such amazingly quality shows networks – you give me lots of time to imagine what could really be done if I had time to sit and be bored.

You know you’re a junky when…

You know you’re a web development junky when you are reading an ‘Arthur’ [kids cartoon] book to your daughter and you come across the acronym “D.W.” and instantly think ‘DreamWeaver.’ I shutter to think of those using DreamWeaver, but lots of people use the tool. I guess I’m a nut.

The other other day I also found myself thinking, “It would be so cool to create a DHTML Tetris game using Duplo blocks as the shapes!” I think I’m sick.

Lunch

Today at lunch the peas were slightly cold and the hot dog had a slightly cold end. My instant reaction internally was to think, “Jessica didn’t heat this all the way.” However, instead of being a jerk and saying something I started to think about it a little more. The real problem is that Jessica is a good cook and she’s produced a lot of amazing meals (recently some wonderful muffins) and so when she happens to prepare something that isn’t to her usually perfect standards it stands out. So, with that in mind, I’d like to say the following:

  • I praise God for my bride!
  • She’s a great cook
  • She’s a wonderful help-mate
  • As much as I tease her for being like Martha Stewart she’s got real talent and is a great hostess

Trouble For Me

My brother Ed is getting stronger and stronger now that he works as a prison guard (I’m sure he has a technical title that is more official sounding, but frankly, I don’t know what it is). The following picture shows off his muscles.
Ed's Muscles
Jessica brought me into the other room to show me the muscles in that picture and say, “You’re brother’s muscles look toned [or something to that effect].”

That inspired me enough to go work out 6 days in a row now. And I’m going to keep going. There will be no excuses (besides death and sickness) for not going to the gym. I will become ripped by June 19th when Ed and I are ushers at my sister’s wedding. There may be pain involved, and the last 6 days have had soreness, but I will win!