Extra Super Leap Hump Day

Leap day. Hump day. Wednesday. Call it what you will. It’s February 29th, the once-every-four-years event that brings out the news stories about people who are really four hundred years old, but because they just have birthdays every four years, they’re just 100 years old.   And we’re left to wonder if this is why they look so good for their age…   The weather report, such as it is, ended up turning into a disappointment, all things considered. The storm thumbed its nose at all the technology the...

Where Art Winter?

It’s February. And it’s raining. Even my kids know it’s not normally supposed to be raining right now.   This is, was, or might have been “the storm.” Or it has been at different times. Once, it was lots of snow, then just a nuisance, then this sloppy mix.   Schools have been closed in some parts of the state. Heck, some people were chosen by the powers that be at work to work from home tomorrow morning, just in case. But not me. I’ll be expected to be...

The Many Shades of a Weekend

Friday night was wrapped in silence.   After dropping Jenni and the kids off at a nearby church for their 30-Hour Famine, I went home. Grabbed a container of leftovers from the fridge, poured a large glass of water, locked the front door and headed downstairs to watch a movie.   The cat bounced slowly after me and took her rightful place on my lap for the entirety of the next few hours.   I watched a very strange movie, Mystery Train, which I will not recommend simply because...

Fast

It’s Ash Wednesday–the beginning of Lent. And in Lathropworld, that means, for the second straight year, we’re giving up technology on Sundays.   That’s right: no internet, no cable, no movies, no Netflix, no games on the cell phone, no laptop. And yes, it’s hard. Very hard. Or at least it is for a geek like me.   I said it last year, too: Sunday is usually given over as my day to do laundry, maybe bake some bread, and relax to a movie or some such on the...

Under the Blanket

For at least five days, the TV blowcombs had been hopping up and down, warning the populace as best they could.   Storm’s a-brewin’. Best prepare for it, y’all, er else.   Last night’s 3-inch deluge is what passes for a storm this winter, laying down a thick, heavy blanket on everything, but with temperatures today that will likely whittle that blanket down to a sheet by evening.   But rest assured, oh northern denizens, that on yonder western horizon another tempest swells, and another after that, and we...

Miss me?

Did you even notice I was gone for a week? Actually more than a week, but I kind of forgot I’d said I’d be back last night. As it was, I crashed and was in bed shortly after 9, so it probably wouldn’t have been much.   Not too much to report from Lathropworld. It’s cookie season again, so the living room has been given over to warehouse our initial collection of 28 cases of Girl Scout Cookies. Sales are going OK, but Jenni and I are trying to...

Announcements

Well, kids, I suppose this had to happen sooner or later.   I’m struggling a bit with blogging, and generally I’m just feeling a bit worn out. So I’ve decided to take a week off: refresh, retool, rethink. And hopefully I’ll be back in a week up to speed and feeling fine.   Maybe it’s the act of scouring my head for something to drop on the screen here, but for the last couple of weeks, it’s become more of a chore than a welcome activity. Don’t get me...

They’ve Come A-Callin’

The boy suddenly has become awash in mail at home: mail from colleges far and wide, trying to get into his head and convince him that they’re the best place for him if and when he makes the next move.   He’s squirreled away the pamphlets and letters in his room somewhere, probably not to be found until after he leaves for college, though there’s that part of me that remembers the feeling and wonders if he’s doing what I did at that time in my life: carefully read...

Disco

For the uninitiated, the call starts like this: after I do my standard greeting, I ask for the user’s username. Then the voice on the other end says “I have a relay call. Have you been on a relay call before?”   I’ll be honest: I think I already knew who I’d be working with for that call. I’ve supported her before–many times, different things, usually remoting in, conversing via instant messenger, because she’s deaf. Hence the relay. So every part of the conversation ends with the phrase: “go...

Preparedness

“Be prepared.” That’s part of the scout motto. And as much as I love my son, he is still a teenager, who procrastinates on everything.   Today was Scout Sunday at church. Patrick was to wear his entire uniform and acolyte. It wasn’t until last night when he started working on moving patches over from his old shirt to his new shirt and sewing his merit badges onto his sash…   Needless to say, I did most of the work.   We got it done, and he looked great...

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