Year: 2008

2blog folder catchup

As usual, we begin with things overheard:

Political things (since I did, in fact, caucus last night):

Geeky things:

And some funny stuff:

I am going to hell?

I want to open up a christian bookstore.

Not just any christian bookstore, the wal-mart of christian bookstores.

And what do I want to call it?

Jesus Christ SuperStore!

Milestone!

Grace has her first loose tooth!

It is the front right tooth.

Updates as warranted.

Golfing first!

So we played golf both yesterday and today. Yesterday I played very well (for me, at least!) But today, on the 15th hole, I got my first completely legitimate birdie on a par 4.

Not that anyone cares, but it started with an incredible drive that left me about 2 yards off the green. Then, my approach shot left me 3 feet from the hole. It wasn’t a gimme putt, but I pulled it off!

Man, that 2blog folder fills up quickly these days!

As usual, we start with things overheard:

This week, we’ve got some things on health:

Plenty of geeky things:

A few political items:

And in the catch-all category, some funnier things:

Super-fat Tuesday?

What better way to celebrate democracy! Let’s talk about No S Diet!

OK, not for long. Here’s what’s been overheard:

I found a bunch of interesting things on JMG:

And while we’re on the gay thing:

Sudoku geek in me:

I’m not anonymous, but I like what they are doing:

And geeky (and security, and parenting, and work) things:

Apparently I still golf sometimes:

I’m so dreamy…

I had two bizarre dreams in a row last night.

In the first one, it started off boring. I was stuck in traffic. Don’t you wish you were me, dreaming about being stuck in traffic? The sky was darkly overcast, except at the horizon. I had the top up. People were finally pulling off to the side of the road, and eventually pointing behind me and to my right, where I couldn’t see. I was coming up 360 to turn right on 183, so I pulled out my camera from my pocket, and stopped just in time to get a few photos of the flying saucer as it passed directly overhead with a roar. It didn’t turn around, but it did come back and there was a silly moment like the Simpsons haloween episode where it took two beams to lift Homer, except mine was becuase I still had my seat belt on. Then there was more trouble, because I had the top up, and the top is not porous enough to allow me through. That’s when I woke up.

I actually cannot remember the second dream now, but I recalled it clearly when I woke up this morning. Don’t you hate it when that happens?  I called Cy to ask him what I said about it; he mentioned something about getting Grace dressed, but that doesn’t drive any feeling of recognition in me.