Saturday, September 30, 2006
21 - 0 in the 2nd Quarter...
And Wiscy has just recovered our fumble.
I just turned the game off.
I can hardly wait for basketball season.
@#$%&*
I just turned the game off.
I can hardly wait for basketball season.
@#$%&*
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Heigh Ho!
My beloved Hoosiers are stinking up the gridiron again ...The defense played a pretty good game against UConn; the special teams provided a spark.
Someone forgot to notify the offense that the game was Saturday.
The week before we managed to jump out to a 14-0 lead and lose 35-28. You guessed it - the defense didn't get the memo.
WTF?
Wisconsin this week. Maybe the whole team will show up for a change. We've got to find some way to get points on the board.
The good news is that Hep's surgery revealed that he was cancer free. The bad news is that coaching IU is going to age him prematurely anyway. I wish I could be as relentlessly positive as Coach Hoeppner.
I just purchased tickets for the Michigan State game on 10/28. My wife wants to go. She's from Michigan. My marriage may not survive the game, as my wife is a most obnoxious partisan. Prayers for the Hoosiers would be most appreciated.
There was no way in hell I was going to buy tickets for Michigan. If you think Purdue fans are obnoxious at Bucket games...
Trans Siberian Orchestra is coming to Indy for a holiday show. I'm buying tickets this year. I love those guys!
Oh, well. That's all for today.
Someone forgot to notify the offense that the game was Saturday.
The week before we managed to jump out to a 14-0 lead and lose 35-28. You guessed it - the defense didn't get the memo.
WTF?
Wisconsin this week. Maybe the whole team will show up for a change. We've got to find some way to get points on the board.
The good news is that Hep's surgery revealed that he was cancer free. The bad news is that coaching IU is going to age him prematurely anyway. I wish I could be as relentlessly positive as Coach Hoeppner.
I just purchased tickets for the Michigan State game on 10/28. My wife wants to go. She's from Michigan. My marriage may not survive the game, as my wife is a most obnoxious partisan. Prayers for the Hoosiers would be most appreciated.
There was no way in hell I was going to buy tickets for Michigan. If you think Purdue fans are obnoxious at Bucket games...
***
Trans Siberian Orchestra is coming to Indy for a holiday show. I'm buying tickets this year. I love those guys!
Oh, well. That's all for today.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
My resolve to post once a day has gone by the wayside.
I spend way too much time goofing off on other peoples' blogs and forums.
Oh, well...
I got to babysit grandkid's 1, 4 and 5 last night. Wife helped, of course, mainly by keeping #1 occupied while I handled #'s 4 & 5. Wouldn't have had it any other way.
Kept young Kiera in diapers and formula - she's so tiny! - and saw to it that Andrew was fed and happy. Babysitting is much less work and a lot more fun than I let on.
Don't get me wrong - by the time Mom (that would be DiL) got home, kiera was more than happy to have an actual nurturer caring for her. I am a competent parent, but I ain't a MOM.
I'm going to give Indilimich another go. I found a region where the kids - and they do seem to be mostly kids - are more active. Don't know how long it will last, but it has to be better than than the region I just vacated.
I'm having a hard time getting fired up lately. I spend much of my energy sifting through old stuff (music, movies, etc.) looking for God knows what. Normally when I go through these phases, I get a burst of energy and take off in a different direction in some part of my life.
I'm thinking of a)changing jobs and/or b)going back to school to finish another degree.
Stay tuned.
If you are an amateur analyst, feel free to offer your services.
For free, of course.
At least then I'll be sure to get my money's worth.
I've been told that "you get what you pay for." It's a damned lie of course. Usually, you get far less.
It's a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting its shroud
Over all we have known
Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that we're all alone
In the dream of the proud
I've always been a fan, but the older I get, the more I appreciate David Gilmour.
Oh, well...
I got to babysit grandkid's 1, 4 and 5 last night. Wife helped, of course, mainly by keeping #1 occupied while I handled #'s 4 & 5. Wouldn't have had it any other way.
Kept young Kiera in diapers and formula - she's so tiny! - and saw to it that Andrew was fed and happy. Babysitting is much less work and a lot more fun than I let on.
Don't get me wrong - by the time Mom (that would be DiL) got home, kiera was more than happy to have an actual nurturer caring for her. I am a competent parent, but I ain't a MOM.
***
I'm going to give Indilimich another go. I found a region where the kids - and they do seem to be mostly kids - are more active. Don't know how long it will last, but it has to be better than than the region I just vacated.
***
I'm having a hard time getting fired up lately. I spend much of my energy sifting through old stuff (music, movies, etc.) looking for God knows what. Normally when I go through these phases, I get a burst of energy and take off in a different direction in some part of my life.
I'm thinking of a)changing jobs and/or b)going back to school to finish another degree.
Stay tuned.
If you are an amateur analyst, feel free to offer your services.
For free, of course.
At least then I'll be sure to get my money's worth.
I've been told that "you get what you pay for." It's a damned lie of course. Usually, you get far less.
***
It's a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting its shroud
Over all we have known
Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that we're all alone
In the dream of the proud
I've always been a fan, but the older I get, the more I appreciate David Gilmour.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Ads again...
California Independents and Gay-Lesbian Politics?
Yeesh.
Use one bad word several times and see what happens?
FWIW - the ads probably don't represent my views.
I sincerely hope California slides into the ocean* - or is absorbed into Greater Aztlan* - and Gays and Lesbians lose every election and ballot initiative. **
*I might be exaggerating for the purpose of provocation. Or not.
**Unless it's something I might agree with, however unlikely THAT is.
Yeesh.
Use one bad word several times and see what happens?
FWIW - the ads probably don't represent my views.
I sincerely hope California slides into the ocean* - or is absorbed into Greater Aztlan* - and Gays and Lesbians lose every election and ballot initiative. **
*I might be exaggerating for the purpose of provocation. Or not.
**Unless it's something I might agree with, however unlikely THAT is.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
So much for that...
Daily posting?
pffft.
Who was I kidding?
Since last post:
Grandchild #5 was born on the 7th. 7# 2oz, 22 inches long, requisite number of fingers and toes and all beautiful. Her brother and sister are towheads like their mother, but she's darker haired like her father. We'll see when she loses her baby hair, but I think we have a brunette this time.
Welcome to the world Keira!
Sorry, but this is as good as it gets. This is probably the least fucked up spot in the least fucked up country in the least fucked up part of the world. Which ain't saying much anymore.
Still, you should know that as long as I'm sucking air, you've got an ally and an advocate. May the Lord be your Shepherd.
Football
All is right with the world as my Hoosiers are unbeaten (2-0) and preparing to face the evil Salukis in Memorial Stadium. 1-AA #16 Southern Illinois will not be a cakewalk. Go Hoosiers!
The Colts won their opener in the Manning Bowl, but our defense was exposed as undersized. If the Giants OC had had any sense they'd have pounded the ball down our throats all night and probably won the game. Next up is the Texans, a very winnable division matchup.
Thanks, kel!
kel's Fine-Line is soon to become history as she closes it down to remake it into a writers' board. Good luck with that, kel! You'll miss the aggravation, you know you will!
Erin - if you read this, send me the DVD! kel says you had it transferred to digital. I swear it won't end up on YouTube!
Really!
That's it for today.
pffft.
Who was I kidding?
Since last post:
Grandchild #5 was born on the 7th. 7# 2oz, 22 inches long, requisite number of fingers and toes and all beautiful. Her brother and sister are towheads like their mother, but she's darker haired like her father. We'll see when she loses her baby hair, but I think we have a brunette this time.
Welcome to the world Keira!
Sorry, but this is as good as it gets. This is probably the least fucked up spot in the least fucked up country in the least fucked up part of the world. Which ain't saying much anymore.
Still, you should know that as long as I'm sucking air, you've got an ally and an advocate. May the Lord be your Shepherd.
Football
All is right with the world as my Hoosiers are unbeaten (2-0) and preparing to face the evil Salukis in Memorial Stadium. 1-AA #16 Southern Illinois will not be a cakewalk. Go Hoosiers!
The Colts won their opener in the Manning Bowl, but our defense was exposed as undersized. If the Giants OC had had any sense they'd have pounded the ball down our throats all night and probably won the game. Next up is the Texans, a very winnable division matchup.
Thanks, kel!
kel's Fine-Line is soon to become history as she closes it down to remake it into a writers' board. Good luck with that, kel! You'll miss the aggravation, you know you will!
Erin - if you read this, send me the DVD! kel says you had it transferred to digital. I swear it won't end up on YouTube!
Really!
That's it for today.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Hope you had a great Labor Day Weekend
My wife and I did something we haven't done in years.
Camping.
Well sorta - we spent a night in Cartier Park in Ludington. We faund a pizza joint to deliver to the campsite and I used most of a can of aerosol deodorant getting a fire started.
Hey, I didn't have propane or lighter fluid, okay?
After our early years camping, the wife had developed an aversion to hard, uneven ground, testy kids and the ferociously hot and humid weather of southern Indiana during vacation season. Imagine having a shower and walking back to your tent and needing another one...
Yeah, I know. We're Northerners and for REAL heat, etc ... Bite me. I don't go South in the summer or North in the winter. All I know is 70-75 during the day and seeing your breath when you poke your head out of the tent in the morning is the way to live.
We might've gone camping more often if we'd known how much nicer an air mattress made it...We need to get a bigger tent. I've talked the wife into considering a popup camper for next year. If we get one with A/C, we may even go South sometime.
In October or November, maybe.
Went for a nice long hike at Ludington State Park Sunday. Old farts beware - Trail 3 and 4 to the Big Sable lighthouse is NOT an easy stroll. A bit of a cool and pretty hike through the woods and THEN COME THE DUNES. By the time we got halfway to the light, the wife was cussin' me for suggesting a hike before we hit the beach, and by the time we cleared the last dune, I was cussin' myself. FWIW, we're 50-somethings. We were the "negative example" - "Look dear, THEY can do it - surely you can!" - I commented to a 20-something at the end of the trail that it was hard on a fat old fart.
He informed me that it was just as hard on a young fart. He lied. I'll bet his legs aren't hurting 3 days later...
The upside is that the return path was a 1.5 mile stroll down the beach. When we got back, I spent a blissfull 5 hours parked on the beach. If you've never been in Lake Michigan, the water temperature rarely exceeds 65 degrees, although you can occasionally find a warm spot. Hardy older souls and kids play in the water, teenage girls normally go in only when dragged by teenage boys and most people have sense enough to stay on the beach and soak up the sun and ambience. I go in for refreshing dips when overcooked, unless I'm with the kids or grandkids. Surprisingly, I swim like a dolphin. Comparisons to other cetaceans may be appropo, but I don't want to hear it.
Also, there aren't any exotic aquatic critters looking to make you the main course lurking off shore either. You can keep the ocean. A bonus - cetaceans aren't found in the lakes either, so the chances of being harpooned in a case of mistaken identity is rather less than, say, swimming off the Jersey Shore.
The only downside to the the day Sunday was trying to find breakfast. We went to two places - Old Hamlin and Country Cupboard - and were told that there was plenty of room in smoking, but for non-smoking we would have a wait.
Seems to me someone was missing the point. If non-smokers are waiting and the smokers section has empty places, then they are obviously catering to the wrong crowd. We let them know that we weren't content to wait - politely - and moved on down the road. Hey, I still have a choice about where I'll spend my money.
We settled on a decent little place called Le Serving Spoon - yeah, I know - and had a passable omelet and coffee. Monday morning and back at the ranch, the wife requested that I make her a more than passable omelet. I obliged. Had the kids over Monday afternoon and cooked up hamburgers and hotdogs for all 12 of us.
A good weekend. The wife was worn out by last night. I was too, but less crabby about it.
Baby update - DiL is 4cm dilated and still at home. She saw the doc this morning (9/5) and the verdict is that if Katherine (Her parents are starting to waffle on the name. I'll beat them...) hasn't popped out by Thursday at 7:00, then the doc is going to hurry her along. DiL lost her mucous plug Sunday. She's been in labor for about a week now. Wife says the doctor would be a candidate for reconstructive surgery on his ass from the chewing he'd have already got if it was her.
All I have to say is, "Man, I'm glad I'm a man!"
Camping.
Well sorta - we spent a night in Cartier Park in Ludington. We faund a pizza joint to deliver to the campsite and I used most of a can of aerosol deodorant getting a fire started.
Hey, I didn't have propane or lighter fluid, okay?
After our early years camping, the wife had developed an aversion to hard, uneven ground, testy kids and the ferociously hot and humid weather of southern Indiana during vacation season. Imagine having a shower and walking back to your tent and needing another one...
Yeah, I know. We're Northerners and for REAL heat, etc ... Bite me. I don't go South in the summer or North in the winter. All I know is 70-75 during the day and seeing your breath when you poke your head out of the tent in the morning is the way to live.
We might've gone camping more often if we'd known how much nicer an air mattress made it...We need to get a bigger tent. I've talked the wife into considering a popup camper for next year. If we get one with A/C, we may even go South sometime.
In October or November, maybe.
Went for a nice long hike at Ludington State Park Sunday. Old farts beware - Trail 3 and 4 to the Big Sable lighthouse is NOT an easy stroll. A bit of a cool and pretty hike through the woods and THEN COME THE DUNES. By the time we got halfway to the light, the wife was cussin' me for suggesting a hike before we hit the beach, and by the time we cleared the last dune, I was cussin' myself. FWIW, we're 50-somethings. We were the "negative example" - "Look dear, THEY can do it - surely you can!" - I commented to a 20-something at the end of the trail that it was hard on a fat old fart.
He informed me that it was just as hard on a young fart. He lied. I'll bet his legs aren't hurting 3 days later...
The upside is that the return path was a 1.5 mile stroll down the beach. When we got back, I spent a blissfull 5 hours parked on the beach. If you've never been in Lake Michigan, the water temperature rarely exceeds 65 degrees, although you can occasionally find a warm spot. Hardy older souls and kids play in the water, teenage girls normally go in only when dragged by teenage boys and most people have sense enough to stay on the beach and soak up the sun and ambience. I go in for refreshing dips when overcooked, unless I'm with the kids or grandkids. Surprisingly, I swim like a dolphin. Comparisons to other cetaceans may be appropo, but I don't want to hear it.
Also, there aren't any exotic aquatic critters looking to make you the main course lurking off shore either. You can keep the ocean. A bonus - cetaceans aren't found in the lakes either, so the chances of being harpooned in a case of mistaken identity is rather less than, say, swimming off the Jersey Shore.
The only downside to the the day Sunday was trying to find breakfast. We went to two places - Old Hamlin and Country Cupboard - and were told that there was plenty of room in smoking, but for non-smoking we would have a wait.
Seems to me someone was missing the point. If non-smokers are waiting and the smokers section has empty places, then they are obviously catering to the wrong crowd. We let them know that we weren't content to wait - politely - and moved on down the road. Hey, I still have a choice about where I'll spend my money.
We settled on a decent little place called Le Serving Spoon - yeah, I know - and had a passable omelet and coffee. Monday morning and back at the ranch, the wife requested that I make her a more than passable omelet. I obliged. Had the kids over Monday afternoon and cooked up hamburgers and hotdogs for all 12 of us.
A good weekend. The wife was worn out by last night. I was too, but less crabby about it.
Baby update - DiL is 4cm dilated and still at home. She saw the doc this morning (9/5) and the verdict is that if Katherine (Her parents are starting to waffle on the name. I'll beat them...) hasn't popped out by Thursday at 7:00, then the doc is going to hurry her along. DiL lost her mucous plug Sunday. She's been in labor for about a week now. Wife says the doctor would be a candidate for reconstructive surgery on his ass from the chewing he'd have already got if it was her.
All I have to say is, "Man, I'm glad I'm a man!"
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