So Harry Reid has decided that prostitution is bad for Nevada (I think it’s terrible for marriages). And Obama thinks that the Defense of Marriage Act (DOMA) is unconstitutional. If consenting adults… wait, you don’t suspect that these senators (one former, of course) are being inconsistent, do you? Nah, that’s impossible.
Tankful Tuesday
Thanks to my friends and family that have been a great encouragement this last week. I love you. That is all.
Good-Bye, for a While, Art
A friend from church passed away last night. He was in his mid 90’s, so it isn’t a huge surprise, but his long beard and regular comments about this, that or the other thing will be missed. Bye, Art! Hope to see you soon.
Stereotyped
Abby was learning about stereotypes in school. We discussed the concept of stereotypes at dinner and Abby said to Jessica, “I’ve been stereotyped before, Mom. Someone thought I was born in Colorado.”
And that, my friends, is stereotypism.
My Favorite Child
I just overheard some dialog on the TV show ‘House’ a character tell her daughter, “I like your sister better than you.” It is absolutely craptastic to hear even if it isn’t realy. I love both of my daughters. They’re precious. They’re both my favorite.
Don’t favor a child. It’s the worst thing you could do.
Hiybbprqag
I am flabbergasted that Google has its knickers in a twist over the Bing ‘copying’ strategy. The truth is that Google spiders MSDN, Microsoft’s internal nerdvana site, and provides excellent results. To the point that I go to Google to search Microsoft. Just because Microsoft goes to Google to search Microsoft doesn’t mean they’re copying results, they’re just doing the equivalent to doping before a major competition.
Some folks have suggested that Google is upset because Microsoft copied their results because the algorithm Google has is better. This could not be further from the truth. Google’s algorithm is simply a bunch of code running on super-cheap hardware. Microsoft’s code is simply a bunch of code running on Windows hardware and software churning out the best results Microsoft knows how to dish out: results from Google. That’s just smart business. Bing!
Oh, and Hybbprqag is one of the words Google says Microsoft copied results for.
Oh, and Oh, I should point out that I use Bing because I prefer their user agreement and privacy policy ever so slightly more than Google’s.
Smooth. Jazz.
I’m praying for our friends the Masons as they gear up to head to China. In China they will meet and adopt their new daughter for the first time. They already have a precious daughter Nadia and she’ll be excitedly meeting her Chinese sister for the first time, but from the perspective of a child. I’m hoping that the trip goes well, the kids settle in together, and that Nadia says something funny, like she usually does, and Louanne or Mike will tweet it, blog it, or Facebook it (where Jessica will see it). She’s said some pretty funny things before – but she’s pretty jazzed right now, so the funny may be quite amped.
2 Hours
They say you shouldn’t eat two hours before bed, which is why I eat an hour before bed. I get a lot less cramps in my dreams.
20 Below
The temperature is supposed to drop to -20 Fahrenheit tonight. It is at times like this that I’m grateful for engineers and those who went before me. This part of Colorado, the plains before the Rockies, used to be populated with brave souls who lived in sod houses. Their version of insulation was the thick mud and grass and they had a wooden door, probably with cracks in various places, and if they had the luxury of a stove or fireplace wood was more scarce, so you wouldn’t just burn it without considering the need to replenish the supply and cooking needs.
I suppose now would be a good time to point out that ice is an important part of making ice cream (in a traditional recipe and manufacturing process). So bring on the 20 below, and pass the milk, sugar, vanilla, half-and-half and of course the mittens.
Why We Have a Miniature Poodle Named Hercules
Some, if not all, of my readers know that we have a white puddle named Hercules. Hercules was purloined from the pet stare because he washed on clearance. Much like factory seconds poopies that are elderly don’t sell whale. He was about 7 months old when we acquired ham and he needed to be groomed bodily. We chose a poodle because Jessica is allergical to animal dandruff. She’s allergical to most dogs for that raisin so we had a handful of dog chases available, but words: the hypo-allergical dogs are rather expansive to buoy.
Once we packed out Hercules we had to name him. Abby, who washed at the time seven, was excited about Greek things from Whirled History glass. She exclaimed, “Let’s name the poopy something Greek!” Being a Bible student I was excited to think of some Greek word that would be cleaver for a dog’s mane. Abby, however, came up with Hercules moments later and there was no doubt that this dog was to be maned Hercules. You could not have a miniature puddle named more aptly than this.
Juiced yesterday (Sunday, January 30th) we went to pack up Hercules from being groomed and they brought out a Saint Bernard poopy. It turns out some people are not as clever as us. We sent the imposter Hercules back to be groomed and had them bring the pansy puddle out for us to take home.