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Monthly Archives: August 2007
Throwing Poop
#The Kitchen
<Toddler Boy> MOMMY! Holly (the family dog) pooped!
<Wifest> No son, Holly didn’t poop on the rug, Sammy (the family cat) threw up.
<Toddler Boy> Sammy threw the poop?
I Am Freedom
I totally love these action figures by We Are Fishermen. And yes, they’re action figures. Jesus cannot be a doll. My favorite? “I am freedom.” Indeed, Christ is the only way to true freedom.
The Feed URI Scheme (PRE-DRAFT)
The feed URI scheme (PRE-DRAFT). Great information.
Photoshop CS3
Now I REALLY can’t wait for the Mac to arrive. (Also, it feels good to be one of the 20 people on earth who have a legitimate copy of Photoshop.)
I Love the Suburbs
I opened the garage door to have a look at what the weather was doing and to back my bike into the driveway. I don’t like starting it in the garage for two reasons. First, it’s a veritable echo chamber and it amplifies the sound of the bike ten fold. Second, the exhaust tends to linger in the garage all day and since the garage opens into our living room I don’t want the whole house to smell of motorcycle exhaust.
It was a little chilly this morning, 72oF at 8:30am. 72o isn’t chilly if you’re just standing there, or if you’re mowing the lawn or washing your car. But when you’re cruising at 65mph 72o can be a little nippy. Somewhere in between me looking skyward for some hint as to whether it was going to be a wet ride or a dry ride I heard it …
My neighbor, the school bus driving neighbor, was cranking her classic rock at full volume from the tinny bus stereo as she was cleaning up the ABC gum and who-knows-what-else the kids left stuck to the backs and bottoms of their seats as they were transported to school 30 minutes ago.
Currently the song, Blinded By The Light by Manfred Mann’s Earth Band was blaring its famous (and often misquoted) chorus, “Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night.” Interesting, even though I know the correct lyrics it still sounds like he’s yelling “Wrapped up like a douche, another rumor in the night.” Must have had cotton balls in his mouth or maybe he was just stoned. It WAS the 70’s you know.
I backed my bike out of the garage, straddled it, squeezed the clutch, clicked the shifter into neutral, opened the choke (cold start), flicked the engine kill switch and just before I pressed the start button the school-bus-song changed. I heard the famous opening guitar riff to Sweet Home Alabama. I love this song. “Turn it up,” the singer said as I turned the engine over, causing it to violently growl to life.
I love the suburbs.
Join the Running Revolution! - RUNNER+
Join the running revolution! RUNNER+ is a beta web app that, frankly, is exactly what I’ve been looking for. Track your runs, share with friends, etc. Cool stuff.
The Short Fat Kid
PSA: If you’re not subscribed to The Short Fat Kid then you’re missing one of the best blogs on the Net. Seriously.
10 Linux Commandments
The 10 Commandments for New Linux Users. So true, so true.
Casting Crowns & Eating Pizza
Today I got my youth group together and took them to a free concert that Casting Crowns was putting on at their home church (as opposed to an arena) in celebration of their newest album being released. Evidently everyone else had the same idea.
The doors opened at 6pm, all 19 of us walked through the doors at 6:15 to find standing room only … and there was no standing room. I’m not kidding either. I walked down the aisles looking for open seats, not necessarily 19 seats together, but just anything, anywhere I could squirrel my kids. “Are those seats taken?” I’d ask, pointing to the 25+ open seats spanning two rows. “Yes” some punk said. Evidently he, by himself, was saving 25+ seats. Isn’t that illegal? I mean, isn’t there some sort of rule that says one person can save one seat? If there’s not then there should be and they should call it Ben’s Law. Hell, if they can try to pass a law saying that kids can’t show the tops of their boxers in public then surly something like this can be passed.
At any rate, there were no available seats 15 minutes after the doors opened. It was a complete joke. What a crock. I don’t really blame anyone as there’s no one to blame. I certainly can’t blame the band or the church. I guess it was just one of those series of unfortunate events 
. Wait, no, I can blame that dork who was saving 25 seats all by himself! And then I can blame myself for not laying the smack down on his … Well, you get the idea.
At this point I wasn’t about to take the kids back to the church. I had promised them a concert and I couldn’t deliver, I had to try to make it up to them. So I treated them all to gourmet pizza. It wasn’t the same as a concert but hey, the concert was free, the pizza cost me $113. I think they got a good deal. After pizza my guilt was still not fully assuaged so I took them to Starbucks.
All things told we had a great time even though the concert was a complete wash.
Multimedia Message
moblog // Thats the coolest sound board I have ever seen.
5 Great Pen Tricks
5 great pen tricks. My youth pastor taught me how to do the helicopter in high school, but now I have 4 other tricks to obsess about. I assure you that these are awesome tricks to learn.
Water Spiders Amaze Me
Water spiders are amazing. I remember learning about them when I was a kid and they still fascinate me.
A Thunderstorm
I’m lovin’ these colors.
Apophenia: Pointer Remix in a Culture of Copy/Paste Code (MySpace Layouts as Remix)
Pointer remix in a culture of copy/paste code (MySpace layouts as remix). Very interesting article. I've never thought of remix as pointers.
