Monthly Archives: July 2011

All the news that’s fit to blog. Maybe.

When I started this blog, it was, for the most part, discussions of the events of the day filtered through my own particular life experiences.  I did not write very much about my family, and, although more, not all that … Continue reading

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Not to go on about this….

I had talked about how I needed to find a way to make my trivia abilities a paying proposition. Last night, I did, sort of. The scene: an Applebee’s in San Jose. The set-up: a local trivia contest (i.e., not … Continue reading

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Heh.

Remember how I talked about my prowess at trivia? It deserted me last night, as Team Echidna came in four points behind the winners (the wonderfully named Empathetic Bullfighters).  Still, we were a team of two, they were a team … Continue reading

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It’s been a day.

The freezer died yesterday.  It is difficult to tell if it is totally gone, or just has frozen up and needs to be defrosted (it’s an old freezer).*  So last night I and the Resident Shrink went out and bought … Continue reading

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My son, the performance artist

One of the Not-So-Little Drummer Boy’s jobs this summer is painting houses.  He came home a few minutes ago. Me:  You have paint on your ear. NSLDB: Cool. Me:  Wait, are you saying this is a fashion statement? NSLDB: Of … Continue reading

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One Million Lawyers, revisited…

And this time I lost. It started with the Red-Headed Menace and I talking about, of all things, his birthday wish list which included Princeton Review Study Guides. (For perspective, he’s only a sophomore. Obsessive, much?) Since he hadn’t said … Continue reading

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All the news that’s fit to blog. Maybe.

When I started this blog, it was, for the most part, discussions of the events of the day filtered through my own particular life experiences.  I did not write very much about my family, and, although more, not all that … Continue reading

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No to go on about this…

I had talked about how I needed to find a way to make my trivia abilities a paying proposition. Last night, I did, sort of. The scene: an Applebee’s in San Jose. The set-up: a local trivia contest (i.e., not from … Continue reading

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Remember how I talked about my prowess at trivia? It deserted me last night, as Team Echidna came in four points behind the winners (the wonderfully named Empathetic Bullfighters).  Still, we were a team of two, they were a team … Continue reading

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It’s been a day.

The freezer died yesterday.  It is difficult to tell if it is totally gone, or just has frozen up and needs to be defrosted (it’s an old freezer).*  So last night I and the Resident Shrink went out and bought … Continue reading

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My son, the performance artist

One of the Not-So-Little Drummer Boy’s jobs this summer is painting houses.  He came home a few minutes ago. Me:  You have paint on your ear.NSLDB: Cool.Me:  Wait, are you saying this is a fashion statement?NSLDB: Of course.Me: Is everything … Continue reading

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One Million Lawyers, revisited…

And this time I lost. It started with the Red-Headed Menace and I talking about, of all things, his birthday wish list which included Princeton Review Study Guides.  (For perspective, he’s only a sophomore. Obsessive, much?) Since he hadn’t said … Continue reading

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One of my favorite shows these days is History Channel’s How the States Got Their Shape.  It is full of odd factoids that my magpie mind latches onto, and has an engaging and warm host, Brian Unger.  And let’s face … Continue reading

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Isn’t that the truth.

The quote of the week comes from the Red-Headed Menace: “Teenage boys are like zombies, except we don’t eat brains.  We simply eat everything else.”

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Field Season. Again.

It’s that time of year again. The Rocket Scientist left this morning for the Arctic Circle.  Because of an inter-agency dispute that went to high levels of government in Washington, there was a delay in shipping materiel up to camp, … Continue reading

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