Archive for September, 2008
The Oracle Says “No…”
Tuesday, September 30th, 2008 | Cycling, Entertainment, Work | View Comments
…in which I talk about frustrating work issues while stalling in the office because some guy needs to get into our server room every 45 seconds.
I’d much rather be outside going to get a YooHoo or even a chocolate coke at Sonic, but instead I have to sit here in the office and hold the door open (not literally) for this guy who is doing some installs in our server room. › Continue reading
One Year Ago…
Saturday, September 20th, 2008 | Entertainment, Family | View Comments
…in which I make a quick note about Ansel’s Birthday.
Yesterday was Ansel’s first birthday. There was no great hoopla, not riotous celebration, just a day out shopping and dinner at home. We went out to Frisco to go to Ikea to buy a gift for Ansel, but it turns out that the item is no longer available at Ikea. We’ll have t get a slightly more expensive one at Target, now. › Continue reading
Cyclist Manifesto…
Tuesday, September 16th, 2008 | Cycling | View Comments
…in which I talk about myself as non-motorized traffic.
I love riding my bike to and from work. I really love it. I can’t say that I’ve regretted it even once. Not on any hill that’s tough to climb, not on any of these cold mornings, not once while sitting in my office dripping sweat as I cool down from my ride in. In fact, just having my bike on campus to run errands and travel between buildings is simply perfect. It now takes me half the time to get from one building to another to go and fix computers (now if all the buildings we have computers in had bike racks, things would be even better). › Continue reading
Creepy Crawlies…
Friday, September 12th, 2008 | Writer's Block | View Comments
…in which I talk about entomophobia.
Today’s topic on the LiveJournal Writer’s Block segment is “If one thing were to be stricken from nature, what could you stand to see go?” › Continue reading
Terror Comes to Tiny Town…
Friday, September 5th, 2008 | Family | View Comments
…in which I talk about my poor, poor little baby and his horrible, terrible, no good, very bad night.
So, Wednesday was not a good day for baby Ansel. He was dripping snot all day, didn’t sleep well the night before, and didn’t nap well all day. He was grumpy (which was reiterated by his “GRUMPY” onesie) and we were pretty sure that Wednesday night would not go very well either, but we had no idea how bad it could be. › Continue reading
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