Saturday, July 17, 2004
Catching Up
If you've been reading this blog for any length of time you'll notice that the past week has brought the lowest level of posting since it's inception. Several things have conspired to make it difficult to post at the level I have in the past. I'm hoping to get back on my regular schedule soon. In the meantime here are a couple of updates:
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If you've been reading this blog for any length of time you'll notice that the past week has brought the lowest level of posting since it's inception. Several things have conspired to make it difficult to post at the level I have in the past. I'm hoping to get back on my regular schedule soon. In the meantime here are a couple of updates:
- Work has been incredibly busy. Some, welcomed, new responibilities have kept me hopping. I'm lucky to have a career that challenges me daily while giving me the opportunity to experience new things. It's never tedious.
- We successfully moved the contents of our apartment on Tuesday of this week and are trying to get our home livable. Mrs. Horn Head has been a machine; unpacking boxes, putting together furniture, hooking up the stereo/TV. She's been Wonder Woman, without the red boots and star spangled bustier. Though I'm hoping to change that.
- Thursday night I emptied the remaining contents of our apartment to coincide with the end of our lease. An arduous task to say the least. After playing in my company's final regular season softball game, yes we made the playoffs (first time in ten years), I worked at the apartment from 9:30pm to 3:30 am Friday morning. We had framed pictures, plants, contents of a food pantry & fridge along with our entire hanging wardrobes that had to come down to the house (only about a half-mile away.)
- I've come up to Boston for the weekend to attend a friend's wedding. I'm writing this from the concourse level of the Hyatt Regency Cambridge. A beautiful hotel with a great view of the Charles River. I haven't had any chow-dah or lob-stah yet, but perhaps at the wedding reception. (I'm allowed to make fun of the dialect. I was born in Hyannis and spent some of my formative years in Little Rhody.)
- Finally, you'll remember the Stinky Meat Project. It has come to it's conclusion. After emptying it early last week we had the movers bring the freezer upstairs, making sure that they would take a chunk out of our brand new floor. They obliged. Upon one glance, Mrs. Horn Head said, "That's trash." The movers took it outside, taking a piece of the door with them. The following day we had a hauler come and take the wrethched appliance from our lives forever. I'm not going to get all misty over that thing. This has taught me a valuable lesson. Deal with frozen food today, for tomorrow you will have a warm stinky unappealing mess.
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Friday, July 16, 2004
Bush Denounces Human Trafficking
Link:
President Bush vowed today to crack down hard at home and abroad on human trafficking, calling it a new form of slavery and 'one of the worst offenses against human dignity...'
I wonder how this rates against the sodomized children at Abu Ghraib prison?
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Link:
President Bush vowed today to crack down hard at home and abroad on human trafficking, calling it a new form of slavery and 'one of the worst offenses against human dignity...'
I wonder how this rates against the sodomized children at Abu Ghraib prison?
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Jimmy Breslin
Periodically Mr. Breslin lists the names of the American troops who've died in Iraq. Today he has this:
I want to tell you what it's like to type this list of names that runs below. You keep typing these ages of "20" and "19" and "22" and soon, you hear them. They are shouting over loud music. Laughing uncontrollably. Girls, girls, girls. Swearing viciously at their fates. And always with these young fast voices. Why should they die? What right have we to play God and send them to be blown to pieces? I finish typing this job and go to bed. These young should be living in the sounds of an American summer, of water rushing over rocks, or lapping a lakeshore pier, or crashing onto an ocean beach; of music in the soft nights or the elated cries of kids running through a field. If not a field, then enjoying nature's finest sight, a crowded city street.
Anywhere except a box on a plane arriving at Dover, Del., where morgue workers do autopsies and put dress uniforms on the dead bodies. This president, with a face of rich boy smirks and sneers, who lives on the dark side of truth, does not deign to be present. He is not a man for mourning, this George Bush. Life is best when he struts onto a stage in front of an overjoyed white audience in York, Pa., where he sputtered that the people fighting in Iraq had hijacked a great religion and now we would fight them anywhere. That great religion is Islam and it has 2 billion members worldwide and if he wants to fight them, let him go ahead; he likes it so much he was having his teeth cleaned when he was eligible to face bullets.
Yikes.
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Periodically Mr. Breslin lists the names of the American troops who've died in Iraq. Today he has this:
I want to tell you what it's like to type this list of names that runs below. You keep typing these ages of "20" and "19" and "22" and soon, you hear them. They are shouting over loud music. Laughing uncontrollably. Girls, girls, girls. Swearing viciously at their fates. And always with these young fast voices. Why should they die? What right have we to play God and send them to be blown to pieces? I finish typing this job and go to bed. These young should be living in the sounds of an American summer, of water rushing over rocks, or lapping a lakeshore pier, or crashing onto an ocean beach; of music in the soft nights or the elated cries of kids running through a field. If not a field, then enjoying nature's finest sight, a crowded city street.
Anywhere except a box on a plane arriving at Dover, Del., where morgue workers do autopsies and put dress uniforms on the dead bodies. This president, with a face of rich boy smirks and sneers, who lives on the dark side of truth, does not deign to be present. He is not a man for mourning, this George Bush. Life is best when he struts onto a stage in front of an overjoyed white audience in York, Pa., where he sputtered that the people fighting in Iraq had hijacked a great religion and now we would fight them anywhere. That great religion is Islam and it has 2 billion members worldwide and if he wants to fight them, let him go ahead; he likes it so much he was having his teeth cleaned when he was eligible to face bullets.
Yikes.
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Thursday, July 15, 2004
Blogroll Infusion
You may have noticed some additions to my blogroll recently. Through boingboing I've found some pretty cool sites on design, gadgets and the like. When I hit the Powerball, I will have at least two houses full of gadgets. A perfect example is from Fun Furde who present us with the word clock:
The clock doesn't use numerical notation to show you what time it is, it uses ... words. With the Word Clock, 11:55 becomes "Five minutes to twelve." And 11:57:02 becomes "It's about twelve."
Gadgets. Cool.
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You may have noticed some additions to my blogroll recently. Through boingboing I've found some pretty cool sites on design, gadgets and the like. When I hit the Powerball, I will have at least two houses full of gadgets. A perfect example is from Fun Furde who present us with the word clock:
The clock doesn't use numerical notation to show you what time it is, it uses ... words. With the Word Clock, 11:55 becomes "Five minutes to twelve." And 11:57:02 becomes "It's about twelve."
Gadgets. Cool.
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Wednesday, July 14, 2004
Gay Marriage Ban Fails in the Senate
Here's a great quote from John McCain:
..."The constitutional amendment we are debating today strikes me as antithetical in every way to the core philosophy of Republicans," said Senator John McCain, Republican of Arizona. "It usurps from the states a fundamental authority they have always possessed, and imposes a federal remedy for a problem that most states do not believe confronts them."...
Sounds like someone isn't putting their toe on the party line. I wonder if Senator McCain will be in any more campaign commercials for Bush?
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Here's a great quote from John McCain:
..."The constitutional amendment we are debating today strikes me as antithetical in every way to the core philosophy of Republicans," said Senator John McCain, Republican of Arizona. "It usurps from the states a fundamental authority they have always possessed, and imposes a federal remedy for a problem that most states do not believe confronts them."...
Sounds like someone isn't putting their toe on the party line. I wonder if Senator McCain will be in any more campaign commercials for Bush?
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Monday, July 12, 2004
Nader in PA
I was just listening to a replay of locally produced Radio Times on my local NPR affiliate when I heard the following:
"If Nader gets invited to the debates I firmly believe he'll win the election."
Dan Martino
Nader Campaign Coordinator for PA
He also said there was no difference between Bush & Kerry. Not their parties, the candidates!
And Nader supporters wonder why their man isn't getting on ballots. They can't be taken seriously.
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I was just listening to a replay of locally produced Radio Times on my local NPR affiliate when I heard the following:
"If Nader gets invited to the debates I firmly believe he'll win the election."
Dan Martino
Nader Campaign Coordinator for PA
He also said there was no difference between Bush & Kerry. Not their parties, the candidates!
And Nader supporters wonder why their man isn't getting on ballots. They can't be taken seriously.
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Moving and the Stinky Meat Project
As I noted a couple of days ago my family and I intended to move today. Unfortunately, the weather gods in Wilmington, DE had other plans. It rained heavily all day with flooding in my neighborhood and the movers, noticing the river running down the hill outside our apartment, decided we'd play two tomorrow. So, with said weather gods calling for partly cloudy skies, we'll move the contents of a 3BR apartment (and furniture from a storage facility) into our new home:
(porta-pahty has been removed)
So now you must be thinking: What did you do with your day instead of moving? After dropping the kids at daycare and picking up some supplies for the house I embarked on my own Stinky Meat Project*.
To bring you up to speed... When the family moved to the apartment before Christmas the contractors assured us that the ante-room in the basement would have electricity during the entire renovation. This room is 4' x 6' and the only thing in it for the past six-months was our freezer. Because there was going to be electricity I didn't see any reason to unload all of the contents. (If I had more time when we moved out I probably would've moved the freezer and all of the contents. Or I'm a bit lazy.) You can probably guess where this going... So I found out last week that the power was cut off to the basement around Memorial Day and today I tried to make the freezer usable.
The stench was horrible as I unloaded seven garbage bags of thawed meat, fruit , vegetables and ice cream sanwiches (which, basically vaporized, all that was left were the wrappers. Weird.) It took two hours as I had to take air breaks. Each weighed about 20 pounds. It is a big freezer.
My mother-in-law suggested to put charcoal and baking soda into the vile appliance to help the odor subside. (How did she know that?) I did this and emptied the better part of a jumbo can of Lysol into and around the freezer. We'll find out if I was successful on moving day.
*FULL DISCLOSURE: The SMP is a real web site described here and is out of service now, but will be up and running again here. Worth a look, if you find this type of thing funny.
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As I noted a couple of days ago my family and I intended to move today. Unfortunately, the weather gods in Wilmington, DE had other plans. It rained heavily all day with flooding in my neighborhood and the movers, noticing the river running down the hill outside our apartment, decided we'd play two tomorrow. So, with said weather gods calling for partly cloudy skies, we'll move the contents of a 3BR apartment (and furniture from a storage facility) into our new home:
(porta-pahty has been removed)
So now you must be thinking: What did you do with your day instead of moving? After dropping the kids at daycare and picking up some supplies for the house I embarked on my own Stinky Meat Project*.
To bring you up to speed... When the family moved to the apartment before Christmas the contractors assured us that the ante-room in the basement would have electricity during the entire renovation. This room is 4' x 6' and the only thing in it for the past six-months was our freezer. Because there was going to be electricity I didn't see any reason to unload all of the contents. (If I had more time when we moved out I probably would've moved the freezer and all of the contents. Or I'm a bit lazy.) You can probably guess where this going... So I found out last week that the power was cut off to the basement around Memorial Day and today I tried to make the freezer usable.
The stench was horrible as I unloaded seven garbage bags of thawed meat, fruit , vegetables and ice cream sanwiches (which, basically vaporized, all that was left were the wrappers. Weird.) It took two hours as I had to take air breaks. Each weighed about 20 pounds. It is a big freezer.
My mother-in-law suggested to put charcoal and baking soda into the vile appliance to help the odor subside. (How did she know that?) I did this and emptied the better part of a jumbo can of Lysol into and around the freezer. We'll find out if I was successful on moving day.
*FULL DISCLOSURE: The SMP is a real web site described here and is out of service now, but will be up and running again here. Worth a look, if you find this type of thing funny.
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Sunday, July 11, 2004
Blogger gets the Middle Finger from Bush
All they were doing was holding up a sign.
If Cheney was there these kids would've been treated to an earful.
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All they were doing was holding up a sign.
If Cheney was there these kids would've been treated to an earful.
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