I love the band switchfoot. The lyrics are pensive, and often thoughtful. The rock is amazingly good, and the compositions are always impressive to me. Attention to detail definitely is definitely a fitting description for their whole sound. They’ve created a new music video that references video games, pop-culture and paper-mation. Right on guys! See it on YouTube!
Swimming Lessons in a Pool Full of Tears
Tonight Abby had swimming lessons, but as we left Evelyn just lost it. She cried and cried and cried. Tears streamed down her face that we would leave without her. We could have been going to Hell [Michigan] and she’d have wanted to come with us. Of course somewhere in Nebraska she’d throw an equally intense fit because she was still in the car. She’s become quite the drama queen. I’m praying the God sends a miracle our direction to cause her quaint little happy-all-of-the-time attitude to come back.
Pulling into the parking lot at the recreation center I realized that about 25% more people wanted to recreate than could park in the parking lot. No amount of patience that I could have or have supernaturally given to me was going to free up enough parking spots for me to fit in and get Abby to her lesson in time. So I parked around the side of the park on a side street and we walked to the pool. I think we cleared the quarter mile in about 6 minutes which was good given that Abby is so short and I’m so slow for being in the near prone coding position I sit in all day. [my legal team would like me to state that I don’t actually sit in the prone positionwhile coding lest I be released from contracts for being lazy]
Abby’s swimming lesson went well. She didn’t panic when the teacher instructed her to rest on her back (while being supported by the instructor’s arms). She didn’t panic when the teacher tied a lead weight to her middle and dropped her into the deep end. Abby was well behaved. [My legal department wants me to tell you that no weights were tied to Abby and the deep end of the kiddy pool is only 4 feet deep at most]
Of course the teenaged girl who was doing the group lessons appeared to be maybe fifteen or sixteen years in age if I’m generous. Its hard for me in my nearly-thirty state to just look at a teenaged person and say, “That person is [some number] years old.” My ability to judge ages for people on the whole is weaker now, but the teenagers throw me for a huge loop. I’m even finding some early 20 year olds hard to distinguish from teenagers. It is as if there’s some conspiracy to make me feel very old now. It won’t work, I’ll get plastic surgery and face lifts until I’m 45 and then I’ll just let it all go.
I’m hoping to bring the camera to Wednesday’s lesson. That way you can see pictures of this instructor with Abby and tell me that she isn’t barely older than Abby 😉
Tic-Tac-Toe
Abby was playing tic-tac-toe with Jessica last night.
After a few cat’s games [no winner] Abby asked me, “Dad, how do I defeat mom?”
If I only knew…
Springtime Flowers
Some of our flowers are starting to bloom. Here’s a Crokus from the front:
Low Hanging News
I shouldn’t pick on the news writers, except that its their job to write useful news… or is it? Take this article for example. I want to know what form of logic is consistent that allows you to have an influx of people into an area, that if removed, means that the area would lose population. You could logically say that if those people stopped coming into an area that the populoation would stagnate and eventually, due to death and alien abductions the population would go down, but you can’t say that because immigrants are moving into an area that the population would go down if they stopped coming. Its a false argument.
Let me put it forth in a formula because I can’t [SIC]:
Immigrants + population in an area = greater population
but that doesn’t mean that
population in area + 0 > population in area
I’m sure that’s a bad formula and I’m sure I lost most of the readers after the word forumula above.
Worst Horror Movie Concept Ever
I think this beats out any other prior bad movie concept. Biting Sheep and humanimals [not safe for children and probably work]. I don’t care if this is brought to us by the people who made Gollum, or the people who helped make Gumby, this is dumb. But the upside of bad movies like this is that you know that Hollywood is making a killing on movies to dump money into projects like this. MPAA: when money is being bled like this, please don’t come knocking on private citizen’s doors about losing money because of file sharing 🙂
Getting Up Early Helped A LOT!
By reading this article (link) you will get the impression that the switch to daylight savings netted almost no gain in power efficiency in the United States. I want to posit that the scramble that went into checking software out to make sure that it was ready for the change cost the U.S. more money in computer power and man hours than it will save for decades.
Sad.
Evie Update
As I reported last night Evie hit her head I thought it would be good to report that she’s doing relatively well today. She’s grumpy (which is more normal recently), and aside from the Klingon welt on her forehead she’s running around being herself.
I’d post pictures but that seems inhumane or something protective.
Oh, and she has s new nickname: Evelion. She’s been into roaring a lot lately and so since Abby is Abigator, Evie is now Evelion.
That is all.
~Happy Birthday Jessica!~
Happy birthday to my bride, the former “Randy’s Girlfriend.” The beautiful mother of my children. The child of my in-laws. The woman of my dreams. The woman of my awakes.
Happy Birthday! I hope today is as fun for you as it could be 🙂
Pray for Evie
This evening Evie walked out of my office (where I was draining the water pipes due to yet another winter storm) and tripped and smashed her face across the bathroom door frame. She has a bruse that runs down her forehead, nose and lips. Its sad, really. She was snuggling on my lap as I held her and then rolled over, sat up on her knees and then threw up all down my jacket, shirt, pants and even managed to score some into my pants pocket. The poor little girl is not doing well. Tomorrow is Jessica’s birthday and I’m thinking its going to be less fun because on top of Evie’s funk, Abby has a cold.
I love my family and I hate to see them sick like this.