Yesterday I installed new training wheels on my oldest’s bike. Slade, if you’re observant, you’ll notice that it’s my old blue BMX bike painted pink.
And on the topic of journaling the mundane/remembering the little things (ones):
It’s been a while since I called that Hulu would rock digital TV. This is what I’m looking for – more people getting in on the deal. The more legal, streaming video options out there the more we can throw cable companies for a loop.
Check out Hulu’s show list versus Sling’s. Also note the addition of live TV through a funky box.
It appears to be the same voiceover guy. “The following presentation…”
Check Sling out, but know that they don’t have A River Runs Through It. (Or easy URLs.) What’s up with taking down Titan AE, though?
For those of us of the Casas persuasion – did you read about the shooting in Juarez? The government’s escalating its searches and highway checkpoints since over 4,500 people have died this year as a result of a cartel war.
Now more than ever we need to help the people caught in the middle between flooding and conflict.
Just like when I met with Norm Stockton, these are some thought-processings for myself. If you benefit, that’s cool.
Here’s the homework from Jeremy:
Band on the Run from Sovereign Grace Ministries on Vimeo.
Great video, J.
NEW YORK – Police were reviewing video from surveillance cameras in an attempt to identify who trampled to death a Wal-Mart worker after a crowd of post-Thanksgiving shoppers burst through the doors at a suburban store and knocked him down.
Criminal charges were possible, but identifying individual shoppers in Friday’s video may prove difficult, said Detective Lt. Michael Fleming, a Nassau County police spokesman.
Other workers were trampled as they tried to rescue the man, and customers stepped over him and became irate when officials said the store was closing because of the death, police and witnesses said.
At least four other people, including a woman who was eight months pregnant, were taken to hospitals for observation or minor injuries.
Hard to identify because of the human swarm? People bummed that a store closed because a worker died? Please don’t write this off as a New York thing.
PALM DESERT, Calif. – The shooting occurred in a crowded toy store on the traditional start of the holiday shopping season, but authorities say it wasn’t related to the bargain-hunting frenzy. Instead, two men pulled guns and killed each other after the women with them erupted into a bloody brawl, witnesses said.
Here are the AP articles for New York and California.
Granted, in California they say it’s not part of the frenzy but was instead something that they had going on before they entered the store. I think with both instances it’s a trouble inside of us before we enter the stores. It’s the same trouble inside of us that leads to tragedies like what went on in Mumbai (and the constant trouble in Pakistan). Keep in mind that this trouble is not just overseas.
The question is, what are we going to do about this trouble? It’s something that’s tugging at the back of my mind this Christmas season.
(Don’t get me wrong. I’m still very much excited for the awesomeness of an Animal Crossing (even the website changes based on time of day) that I had missed the first time around. And yes, Slade, that includes fishing tournaments which I will drag you to.)
And Peter then says, “Oh, dear.”
Thanksgiving. Some may say that it was Lincoln who established it as a national holiday. Others may say it’s to remember people with belts on their hats and maize. But here in our alternate universe of The Realm, where the logic behind trekking the stars and the real benefits of 800 pennies in a sock are debated, a continuing story of Thanksgiving’s origins has been started…
It was a dark and stormy night for Miles Standoffish. He had been hired to protect a rag-tag bunch of peasants running from an evil empire who had a strict anti-headbelt policy. Tonight under the eaves of a maize hut, Standoffish considered his lot in life.
In the distance he heard a predatory cry pierce the New England forest.
Continue the story in the comments. Pass the story along.
Perspective.
I was (and still am) excited for $1.89/gal gas. That, in combination with 28mpg for the xB right now, and I’m happy. I was pondering the last time I had seen $2 gas. Was it elementary school? Nope. 2005. How quickly I forget. Still excited for cheap gas, hoping that the trend gets even cheaper.
The economy hit me today when I found out my neighbors can’t afford their house and are moving to a rental. I’m not a big fan of Jim Cramer right now. “I don’t want to create a panic.” Really…
My YA/Teen Lit staff development class got approved today. This was another example of sitting next to a computer hitting refresh, this time to let my staff know when to sign up.
Also – I traded in games at GameStop because they offered me better store credit than GameCrazy. Anyone have some insight?
Mike, 27 comments. Wow. The Awesomeness is already here. It was like we asked about Kirk vs. Picard.
But the real question:
If you had just been attacked by a deep space monstrosity, who would you want in Sick Bay?
The half-sober racist old guy who’s afraid of space travel
or
The first-run computer program who could malfunction/process a virus any time now
Since we are logical people here, we already disqualify
The woman responsible for bringing Wesley Crusher into the world
But I guess she’s trying the best she can missing Jack Crusher:
I admit that I have no clue about fashion. I do know, though, that designers are not necessarily creating styles for everyday use. I don’t think they’re for anyone’s use, really.
“Mr. Jones, the doctor will see you now for the root canal.”
Even gamers would be hard-pressed to wear these in public:
“I’m so glad we finally got tickets for Watchmen.”
“Hey! Down in front!”
I can’t even picture the craziest of Hollywood in these. – [insert joke about Power Pellet addiction devouring your friendships]
Of the doctors presented, all three are better than somebody in a giant monster head. I’ll be the first to admit my biases.
For the Driver family: you may like Palace of Mirrors.
I saw these yesterday in line for check-out at the grocery store:
Who do we believe? Do I trust Brad or not?
The X-Factor? teXt-wrap:
When it’s yellow, that means it’s xtremo. Not xtremed, not xtreme, and for sure not extreme. Xtremo.
Talking about fanboys, I think.
We’re all guilty, but I find that the discussion going on on Amazon about the Clone Wars DVD is insane. 2,170 reviews as of this posting. We had seen a commercial only advertising Blu-Ray and On Demand, and my wife was worried that Blu-Ray had taken over.
Not even close.
To put it into context, check out the number of reviews for Star Trek items. Merchandise Wars Trek.
Hey. At least it’s not Aquaman.
This Saturday, to help out Kelly Tracy’s family, the band student that was killed:
Mesquite HS – Sonic Restaurant, NE corner of Val Vista and Williamsfield, 8-noon
Gilbert HS – 24 Hour Fitness, SE corner of Val Vista and Elliot, 9-noon
Desert Ridge HS – Valero Gas Station, SW corner of Guadalupe and Ellsworth, 9-noon
For those of you who know me personally, you know that this year has been an interesting one full of transitions. The last dagger that I was hit with was that my normal hair cut place is now charging 40 bucks for a guy’s hair cut, and unless that’s going to be a life-changing hair cut experience with a shampoo hair massage by a super model, it’s not worth the 40 bucks.
Today was the start of my journey to find a comparable place that wasn’t expensive, and I took someone’s advice and headed over to the Arrowhead mall salon in JC Penny’s. I was surprised that I could get in without waiting for an appointment, but then I realized why when I was greeted by this:
This woman, to me, looked like what would be produced if my grandma’s old chain smoking decrepit neighbor and Emperor Palpatine had a love match. I was gauged about 3 different times around the neck and ear, and the conversation went about like this: Haircutter- “Come with me.” Slade- “Ok.” and dead silence from then on until she pulled out a hair gel bottle called, and I kid you not, “Short Fit Sexy Hair…guaranteed for Hard up hair” and right after I got past the initial w…t…h.. reaction I said, “Don’t ever use anything with the word ‘Sexy’ in it on me.”
I ended up walking out and my hair looked like this:
All I’ve got to say about that experience is 
Today our eldest daughter and I were in the grocery store checking out. She was sitting in the cart and pointed to a magazine on the shelf. “Look, Mom, it’s Obama and his lady.”
I looked at the magazine and sure enough, the president-elect and his “lady” were on the front cover. She was very excited about it. Then she found another magazine: “Oh, Mom, it’s Obama and his girls.” Yep, another one with the future first family on the cover.
She continued to talk about Obama and all his ladies until we were headed out the door. I finally asked, “Do you know who Obama is?” She replied, “He’s that man… that man that won the American game.”
Have you seen the ocarina application for the iPhone? Touch-screen holes and blow into the phone mic.
Thanks, Driver of Sidewalks, for the link.
Check out their site for more details.
Somehow I never pictured her as this.
Are you ready for the film of 2009 that is going to rock your planetary orbit?
You at least have to be excited about Simon Pegg as Scotty?
How about Leonard Nimoy playing…Sarek?
I’m just excited to see James T. Kirk riding a motorcycle.
It almost makes up for when he was riding the horse…
Why???
Star Trek
In Theaters May 8, 2009
District repair people came today to hook up a DVD player to the phone system for remote control. Should be simple, considering three others are hooked up, right?
They come out of the head end room to tell me that the hard drive of the clock computer is fried. The clock computer that was working five minutes before they showed up?
We have no official clock right. What we do have, though, is an unofficial clock.
Many times the secretaries will receive complaints if the slightest thing is wrong with the clock. You can imagine the phone calls when a clock is missing from instruction for an entire day.
Here’s how the daffy librarian made a temporary fix: (Peter and Slade, prepare the facepalm.)
In a step-by-step list, for all of those times a school is depending upon you to free them from looking at their wrists:
We’ve had some sad news hit the community.
We’ve also had some good news.
photo by Cheryl Evans/ Arizona Republic
Less Papageno, more eating quail. I walk the dangerous border of breaking Man Law by posting photos from a bachelor party. This is the risk I take for you, reader. (Grandparents, stay tuned. Cute photos to follow.)(Peter, Laurel, and The Master Predictor: check for the picture of the country club version of the greengrocer’s apostrophe.)
Have you ever been to Bill Johnson’s Big Apple?
It stands out as being garish on Van Buren, which is saying quite a bit. But the serving staff is great. Our waitress was Ronda. I had to do my best to not bust out as Brian Williams.
On the topic of busting out: I’m glad to see Bill dressed up for the bachelor party.
They decorate in sawdust, so you know the meat is good. The quality of the establishment is proportional to the surface area of sawdust multiplied by the number of animals on the roof.
Endless Ribs, Endless Ribs…who ordered the jalapeno poppers? Jeremy, the bachelor party tradition lives on. (And yes, that was darn good salmon. I stick to my principles.)
I was a little wary when I saw that they import cattle from Crete:
I love the look on the guy’s face in the bottom-left corner.
As anyone who survived World War Z or is a fan of Simon Pegg knows, in any restaraunt/pub you must locate a defense against the undead:
Thanks, Mike. If zombies attack, I know I can trust you. Unless you become Zombie Mike.
Next was LazerQuest. It should be noted that in a world of “Phyborg” and “Grand Moff Crotch” (as Andrew told the embarrassed girl who had to call out score cards at the end, “It’s my last name. Please don’t laugh.”), class was immediately added to the fray.
A. Hamilton and A. Burr. Guess who was the Federalist and who was the assassin?
Those high school kids didn’t know what hit them while the Father of Banking sniped them from his perch across the arena. Other names worth mentioning: you know it’s a group of brothers when you get names like “Tax Collector” and “The Preacher”. The irony? The Preacher officiated the wedding. (Devin, I was tempted to enter “Shepherd Book” as my name.)
At the wedding they had a Point and Shoot camera set up next to the guestbook. A fun addition was props:
My grandma’s cousin’s neighbor’s niece from The Motherland was in attendance:
Lovely crowd reaction
No matter how fancy the place, proper punctuation is prime.
Posted five feet from each other
I don’t know which will hurt The Futile Ohm more, a punctuation error or a lack of uniform typography. And that photo outside of the Women’s Locker Room (not the Locker’s Room)? Imagine what I would have to say to explain why a big, hairy man is taking photos outside of the door. Thankfully I rolled a 20 on my Stealth vs. Non-bathrooms check.
And now the random photo stream:
