tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919715857013556222011-10-12T12:16:47.786-07:00Odd musings & the occasional Journal of a Mad Scientist (but I'm not a scientist)random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.comBlogger3331100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-74131197732236919122010-06-04T07:35:00.001-07:002010-06-04T07:43:27.456-07:00

Remember all that time ago when I said, hold me to that? You may not, actually. I don’t blame you really, it was a long time ago at this point. Anyway, refresher: I was upset with the abilities of the new Tacoma in off-road situations, specifically the technical-sounding, not-as-useful solution to faux-lock the front axle ATRAC system (among other off-road shortcomings of the new models). I said

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-78646654961999429332010-06-03T18:33:00.000-07:002010-06-03T18:33:59.831-07:00

Are we over it yet? I mean, really. Does “Electric vehicles” really sound all that bad now? If this had to happen, I’m glad it happened in the southern states, all the ones who supported the whole “drill baby, drill” schlep. How sad.Take a look at these pics. Just birds mind you, but can you imagine? What’s it spewing out, 3-5,000k barrels a day of this stuff? This is what happens with

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-23468208002364823442010-02-01T08:47:00.000-08:002010-02-01T09:12:00.812-08:00

I have come to the conclusion that technology’s solutions to problems typically fail in comparison to an actual solution to the problem. I rail against things most of the time, yes I admit it. Hey look, going on and on and on about how pretty the flowers are and how lovely the bacon was this morning doesn’t make them any better or worse, and f*ck, it’s boring OK? I complain. That’s what blogs are

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So, I said I’d be back here & again to post updates when big stuff happened. Does a 6.5 earthquake count? It does? Good. Just over a week ago we were rocked by that 6.5 earthquake I mentioned not two seconds ago. I was at work, with two hours left to go, and suddenly the world shook. I’ve seen the security tape, and all I have to say is, it’s amazing the amount of thoughts you can have in such

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-9748410581826522812010-01-04T08:12:00.001-08:002010-01-04T08:12:54.295-08:00

It’s not that I don’t like it. It’s not that I don’t plan to use it still. Hey, a guy needs his porn. Anyway, for me it’s just that I don’t feel like I’m getting my time out of it.  The internet & Football are the same in that they invariably just suck you in; there you are, on the precipice of doing something wholly productive, and the next thing you know you’re 3 hours into the future and

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-46302205485153106692009-12-12T23:41:00.000-08:002009-12-12T23:44:10.684-08:00

So the answer is thus: a 2001-2004 Tacoma 4-door, lifted 6 inches. Wow, not what you were expecting, right? What went wrong? WTF, right? Let me explain how we arrived here: We got out of the 4Runner because as it stood, it was barely big enough for us all, what with 2 full-sized people, a 70lb Labrador, and a 35lb mutt. Then it happened that we found 2 labrador puppies — brothers no less! —

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Duplicity is a movie that lives up to its name, I guess. I both liked portions of it, and quite disliked other aspects of the film. A lot of today’s flicks are very devoid of any sort of compelling or interesting storytelling. Not that the overall ideas are bad, it’s just that they’re connected in practice very awfully, making logical jumps that are less than the name implies, being illogical at

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-13210014662739922302009-12-02T09:06:00.000-08:002009-12-02T09:11:28.550-08:00

The problem with today’s war plans is that we tend to think that the opponents don’t have TV or something. Stupid. It’s not even really TV that’s the problem, it’s the idea that we can TELL EVERYONE what our plans are, and yet expect the opponents in battle to act as though they have no idea what we’re about to do.Because winning at anything in life against someone else requires more than just

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-88601223642934742012009-11-20T07:36:00.000-08:002009-11-20T07:36:54.380-08:00

3am, I am awake and running down the hall full-speed. Naked. What, you haven’t tried it? No I was not warming up for the naked olympics, I was rushing toward snarling dogs.  Typing that out, I realize that maybe that’s the opposite of what a normal person would do; run towards snarling dogs with their ‘junk’ flopping around like a treat or something. Ahem. Anyway. They were our dogs however,

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-49374789784783637932009-11-19T12:55:00.000-08:002009-11-19T12:57:47.055-08:00

So I think that for the most part, the 6” or 3” lift question has been answered, at least in one of two parts. These parts conflict, but I have answers to questions. I’ll explain. In the initial installment, I posed the query of whether the 6” lift really *is* better. I had been browsing around tacomaworld forums for a while before I made my post and have continued to do so. However, I was much

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-53997684472072102762009-11-19T08:41:00.000-08:002009-11-19T08:41:06.874-08:00

For those that don’t know — what, you’re not following my every action on my blog, my facebook, twitter, myspace, and SMS messages? — I have been riding my bike to work & back for the better part of a couple of months now, weather permitting (and sometimes not). Don’t start praising me all at once now, I only live like maybe a mile from my work, so… it’s not like it’s a great exercise routine or

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-58577312537402104642009-11-13T22:11:00.000-08:002009-11-13T22:11:30.622-08:00

The reason for the afore-linked Apple vs Windows, Numbers vs Excel showdown was that we’re unhappy with our phone situation. I may have mentioned it before, that we’re looking at a better/cheaper/better way to do it. I don’t have the answer yet, but I have the pricing. It’s this same thing though, I have the lists of pros & cons, but I’m not sure the weight of each point quite yet. Currently we’

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-49996401161687293562009-11-12T09:39:00.000-08:002009-11-12T09:39:12.290-08:00

Yesterday when I got home, I was greeted by a limping dog, and a blood-soaked dog. Yes, again. This marks the fourth time we’ve had to deal with this, since about mid-August. This was also the worst thus far. Chase got a good hold on Hunter’s left arm and left some pretty deep & long lacerations, and it looks like Hunter came down on top of Chase’s head & neck in return, and pretty much

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-26191558427505701092009-11-12T08:22:00.000-08:002009-11-12T08:22:39.801-08:00

So. Since I had to call “no joy” with Numbers, where at the same time Excel — from Microsoft, I remind you — actually lived up to its name, and Excelled, I decided to see if maybe I had jumped on the Apple/iWork bandwagon with a little too much haste; maybe the latest & greatest MS office was indeed the all-around champ. To the bat cave! The, uh, bat cave is where I do all my side-by-side

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-402807978579613162009-11-11T08:26:00.000-08:002009-11-11T08:27:17.865-08:00

A week ago I had frustration with an Apple product, at which time I discovered that the Microsoft Equivalent was actually a better choice to use. Scary, I know, right?  It was a Numbers vs Excel debate. I was trying to load up our invoice from Vonage, and whittle down how many long distance calls we actually make (I used our highest-billed month in order to have a safe margin). The problem

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-68209634810849339112009-11-08T08:34:00.000-08:002009-11-08T08:40:47.185-08:00

I read an article on the New York Times about fat people pushing back on the Healthcare Debate. Saying that it’s a stereotype and that you can be fit at any size and/or weight. Apparently a movement started by a lady in San Francisco: Marilyn Wann is an author and weight diversity speaker in Northern California who has a message for anyone making judgments about her health based on her large

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-66585170469094736722009-11-04T08:27:00.000-08:002009-11-04T08:27:55.839-08:00

So I’ve had the truck a little more than a year now. It’s a nice truck! But to be honest, I didn’t expect it would stay stock forever. It’s our expedition vehicle. When we go out into the nature around us, it’s the one we take. I want it to be superior at that, you know? The question wasn’t ever “are we going to lift it,” the question has always been “how much do we lift it?” This question

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-88393669827729056102009-10-19T09:00:00.000-07:002009-10-19T09:07:42.519-07:00

Have you heard of the Consumerist? You know, the website that deals with consumer issues? Maybe you have, maybe you haven’t (though now I guess you have), I only bring it up to ground my upcoming complaints:Yesterday I read a story on some Consumer Reports testing of stuck accelerator pedal survival strategies. It was in reference to a recentl story about a CHP officer who — along with his family

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-68723984864552113182009-10-13T09:42:00.000-07:002009-10-13T09:42:08.130-07:00

It happened that I ended up getting a good whiff of Hunter’s ear. Curious, I sniffed his brother’s ear, too. Yep. Guys, I’m almost 100% positive on this — I think I know how they make Cheez-Its. Guys, it’s not all that “air-drop a hunk of cheddar” like they show on TV; they simply shove plain little crackers into dogs’ ears, and BAM! Cheez-its.  Got a dog? Try it yourself. And then call me, let

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-71154344901450189932009-10-08T21:44:00.000-07:002009-10-08T21:44:31.846-07:00

These are my new babies. Go ahead, click the picture to see a larger version. What’s so special, you ask? Well, it turns out I am most definitely an obsessive-compulsive personality. Those jars you see? They turned me on. Why? Organization. Ughghhgh… What you see are four 2-liter jars and four 1-liter jars. There’s more on the way, however, as we plan to add a few 3-liter jars to the mix to hold

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-58252207005784284372009-10-08T11:32:00.000-07:002009-10-08T11:32:31.488-07:00

So yeah, there was more to the “Miles was put down” story yesterday than I told you about initially. Now, I don’t want you to hate me or think that he made a bad so I killed him: I swear to you, he was very very ill, in mucho pain and just generally hanging on so as to sleep uncomfortably and sh!t himself to death anyway. So, yeah. Really. But anyway. He had been sleeping with us for awhile

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-66816585119985095512009-10-07T09:53:00.000-07:002009-10-08T11:02:58.984-07:00

So the day finally came: Miles has left us. It came fast, from being happy & content, to being gimp & sad. He wasn’t doing well his last couple of weeks; in fact, Miles didn’t just randomly pass, I scheduled this day late last week. It seemed bad of me at the time, and in fact the day after I thought to myself that I might have jumped the gun. Butd Sunday solidified it for me, it was the right

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-85423356102653722712009-09-30T09:22:00.000-07:002009-09-30T09:23:11.411-07:00

Back to normal After a week of mother-in-law in town, we’re back alone, back to normal, and back to sex! No, not really. Too damned tired for that right now. Which, I guess is back to normal! Yay! Sleepy because: bad news Miles isn’t doing hot. Luckily he has made it long enough to see everyone he knew from the old days that he’s going to get to see before he goes; I think the time draws near

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-33988941644967489312009-09-27T20:47:00.000-07:002009-09-27T20:47:31.016-07:00

Not only did Apple repair and return my computer in under 48 hours (time since they received it), but they also did me some awesome favors.I sent it in for a broken optical drive, right? Yeah, that’s right, now I remember. Apple however, thought that a broken optical drive was therea culpa, and took it upon themselves to do some other stuff for me as well.I got it back with a new screen & bezel.

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-44250432321974253792009-09-27T20:26:00.000-07:002009-09-27T20:30:37.939-07:00

You may recall that about a week ago I was online complaining about a broken optical drive? Yeah, that. May seem like an odd time to to give a reason to LIKE Apple computers, right? Hey, hardware failures happen. And on an oft-ported laptop where the only moving mechanical part is the optical drive, I can’t really fault them too much. And you may have noticed that I’m back online, no? That’s

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-56673508271343284582009-09-24T08:37:00.000-07:002009-09-27T20:31:09.022-07:00

I like the Indiana Jones adventures from yesteryear myself. Actually I even own the box DVD set. You know, the pretty one with all the artwork and everything? That one. Got it for X-mas about 3 years ago, it was a good gift if even in Full Screen instead of Widescreen. BUT THIS, the newest one — Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull — I was wholly unprepared for. The amount of suck

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Next week, two horrors will visit themselves upon me: Mother-in-law will be in town, and I will also be without my computer.Mother-in-law visitsThis is actually the lesser of the two horrors wrought upon me. I mean, mother-in-law is mother-in-law, but as far as they go, mine ain’t that bad. It does put a kibosh on certain husbandly duties I might have wanted to subject the wife to (“you know what

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-52857406737667531702009-09-17T12:08:00.000-07:002009-09-17T12:08:10.185-07:00

It’s just not fair, I tell you. I went and spent the money – GOOD MONEY, I TELL YOU – to purchase the new upgraded Mac OS X Operating System, “Snow Leopard.” Wanted to install it on my machine, because I hear it’s supercharged and makes thousands of julian fries and if you order now they’ll throw in a SECOND SET ABSOLUTELY FREE just pay shipping & handling.Instead, what happens? It turns out that

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-49610176737843871492009-09-15T10:29:00.000-07:002009-09-15T12:43:47.550-07:00

Apparently they went at it again. I say apparently because no one was home; we were both at work but when we got back and sat down to eat some brownies & ice cream, after I got the lights turned on I glanced down and saw SKIN on Hunter’s forearm. You’re not supposed to see Labrador skin, so I knew something was up.Payback’s a bitch, ain’t that right Hunter? You chewed up Chase’s arm, and now he’s

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-28353201634685890712009-09-14T09:08:00.000-07:002009-09-14T09:12:23.229-07:00

On my vacation last week, one thing we went and did was rent a canoe. We didn’t canoe with it. We just put it on the truck and drove around so people would think we were cool. IT worked.OK, lying. Not about the canoe part or the “we’re so cool” part – we most definitely are (not) – but just the part about doing nothing but driving around. We canoed!We had not ever done anything like it before,

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-50626313351587491802009-09-14T06:49:00.000-07:002009-09-14T06:51:52.905-07:00

We didn’t expect too much from it as we had heard not-so-glamorous things about the flick, so we went into the viewing maybe a few notches dialed back from “whoa this movie will be the best movie EVUR!>!11.11!!!” which is probably a good thing for any movie. But I’d like to imagine that indeed, the movie is still good on its own accord even without the low expectations.It’s simple. It’s got a

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-52954312919983304472009-09-12T10:51:00.000-07:002009-09-12T10:51:34.606-07:00

I’m not sure if it’s a generational divide, or more of a personality thing, but I have had this scenario happen to me multiple times: I’m at work on my lunch break, and I crack open my laptop and do something (keyword photos, write something, put in my work schedule, etc), and the young ladies I work with – I do specify young here – ask if I have an internet connection. No, I do not. And they

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-47874156099478982932009-09-08T09:51:00.000-07:002009-09-08T09:51:27.522-07:00

One thing that has mesmerized me for some time has been the apparent almost backwards design of us humans. It always has seemed to me that we’re extremely weak, and in most respects not worthy of our place atop the food pyramid.Don’t misunderstand me, I a) still think that’s mostly true, and b) recognize the importance of our higher-level thought, though more on that later. Anyway. Moving on:One

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Not a day after we had company over, telling stories about how kind our two youngest pups were to each other even though they were brothers and both “ball-ified” – meaning of course, that they both have nuts – and that they hadn’t really ever had much of a serious tussle, they go and have a serious tussle.Over Miles. Specifically, over who gets to be Miles caretaker. Right now Hunter has assumed

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-88316536526740778882009-09-06T08:25:00.000-07:002009-09-06T08:27:45.036-07:00

It’s not that I don’t enjoy going out for a night on the town, and it’s not that I don’t enjoy good company. I guess it’s just my nature, that I don’t particularly like large gatherings. Why? Take a look at this guy:To be clear, we were not out at a “The Dark Knight Fan Club Meeting.” We were not out at a “Long live Heath Ledger” memorial group. It was Arts Alive night, a once-monthly

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-51341819476977044712009-09-02T22:02:00.000-07:002009-09-02T22:02:48.425-07:00

Well, I was wrong about Miles, though we’re not happy about this. I thought that perhaps his hip had slipped out of joint in his old age. A trip to the vet later (oh, and $300 out-of-pocket), and we have a diagnosis: Osteosarcoma. Bone cancer.  The acute swelling on the hip? Because his hip had shattered, basically exploded from the inside out. As if there’s another way to explode, eh? But you

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-40109043298691937672009-08-31T08:50:00.000-07:002009-08-31T09:09:46.558-07:00

There was  a ceremony & everything. did you make it? I brought a toaster :-). He's not doing so well unfortunately. The venerable Miles, the go-everywhere, do-everything dog has finally done all he can do, and has paid the price for it with his mobility. It's saddening to see it happen so fast. I always figured he'd slowly get old, be one of those happy old dogs that's slow and just plain happy

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-50113380928515409202009-08-28T20:38:00.000-07:002009-08-28T20:38:28.329-07:00

We should all be outraged by this news. OUTRAGED. Mattel had lead-tainted toys being pulled off the shelf left and right a couple of years ago, we throw a “protect the children law at the situation to test children’s toys, and then… they secretly exempt the company responsible for the application of the law from being subject to the law.Not that I had reason to buy any Mattel toys, but I’m

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-17412789757343585952009-08-27T18:33:00.000-07:002009-08-27T18:33:52.488-07:00

I know it sounds sad, and it is, though let me clarify, this was a long time ago now. Yeah. He's fine. Except for the slashes on his eye, BUT THAT'S A DIFFERENT STORY SO DON'T ASK, OK?! But yeah, about that car incident: Apparently, living with me/us requires you to pass a test. This test is, can you survive being hit by a car? You have to get hit by a car if you want to live with me, it's the

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-265950802373982612009-08-27T08:25:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:30:21.145-07:00

Well, we all make mistakes. We watched this piece of poo, actors acted in this piece of poo, and a certain writer & director wrote & directed this piece of poo. There was some hope for it, it had some promise, but that promise quickly turned out to be a lie, much like that pony you were told you were getting for your birthday if you were a really really good kid at the grocery store, remember?

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-86457537814185367032009-08-25T10:23:00.001-07:002009-08-25T10:23:54.143-07:00

There is an upside to all of this, though, which is that now when I want to cuddle with Miles (OH MY GOD YES I CUDDLE WITH A DOG CALL THE ASPCA OR MAKE A WEBSITE THAT’S GROSS/AWESOME!), he can’t really run away from me. Is that wrong that I am finding a gem in this?Also: he can’t get away when I’m trying to brush his hair.Also: he can’t run away when I want to put lotion on his skin.Also: he

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-28710293772536524172009-08-25T08:34:00.000-07:002009-08-25T08:34:44.630-07:00

I can’t believe it. It finally came. I kept thinking that it was going to be sometime “in the future,” but it seems that the future, it haz arrived. Yesterday we took a small walk in the forest reserve. It’s a fairly well-manicured trail, nothing difficult, you don’t need more than tennis shoes or, hell, flip-flops to walk it (at least the first 3 miles out, which is well beyond where we stopped)

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-42013183412092403562009-06-21T13:08:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:53.398-07:00

Due to the limitations of the programs/server setup I’ve been using (read: “good enough” and “crappy,” respectively) to build this-here site, and the direction I have ended up going with it, I have decided to move my site to a “free” blog host: blogger. Why, specifically?Well in actuality, I started blogging a handful of years ago. I actually started on blogger, before google was even involved.

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-42105951211458746612009-06-18T17:59:00.001-07:002009-08-27T08:32:52.852-07:00

I was tipped off to the show by a handful of people. Most said, if I liked Lost – which of course I do – then I would probably also like Battlestar Galactica. OK fine, after a few years of not watching it, I figured I’d take a chance and throw it on the ol’ Netflix Queue. Received and watched the first disc, which was basically just a miniseries. I liked it. The concept of the show and the

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-11053773433717321132009-06-17T08:27:00.001-07:002009-08-27T08:32:52.312-07:00

We were notified in the middle of May that the seller’s bank – the ones with final say on the short sale approval – were going to accept the terms of the sale as they were. Great! The next day, we start getting our ducks in a row, signing stuff, getting loan approvals, all that good “buying a house” bullsh*t. Side note: ducks in a row? Why do we put ducks in a row? Why not a column? Or a

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-1633919830160484392009-06-16T23:09:00.001-07:002009-08-27T08:32:51.752-07:00

Four dogs. Let me say that another way: 4 dogs. And where there’s four (4) dogs, there’s bound to be dust, apparently.I have been blaming it on The Girl for about as long as I think I can get away with. Hell it could be her, all I’m sure of is that it’s not me (nothing is my fault. Ever). But it’s probably the dogs. You see that picture? Click on it. You know what that is? It’s not a dog

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-58467230666465750752009-06-13T19:20:00.001-07:002009-08-27T08:32:51.226-07:00

A (random) man of my (random) word, I deliver to you now: my newly-updated photo galleries. See? I wouldn’t lie. Much, anyway. And definitely not if I know I’m going to get caught. And definitely not on the internet (that was a lie).So as it were, I went through some of my old galleries and decided to delete some. I found I took a look at these now and thought to myself why the frick did I

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-14523026946697532482009-06-12T09:03:00.001-07:002009-08-27T08:32:50.735-07:00

Not Much to share, if anything, other than the fact that a couple of days ago we went out to the river, and I went photo-crazy. I got some good ones of the puppies, and a good one or two of the surrounding areas. I would have gotten more, but I was trying out a fish-eye lens attachment and wasn’t aware until I got home and inspected the photos in post-processing, that they’re about as sharp as

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-10847593394688075722009-06-11T20:37:00.001-07:002009-08-27T08:32:50.258-07:00

It’s supposed to be higher-level comedy. Or so I’m told. But holy hell, I just can’t get into the guy. He’s not funny, he’s just awkward. Hell there’s nothing wrong with being tall dude, but damn, you gotta tell some jokes that actually land once in a while if you’re going to be a comedian.It used to be – in the era of Dave vs Leno – that I’d start the night watching Leno. Yes I’ll admit it,

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-43501510841326996412009-06-10T12:04:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:49.733-07:00

I don’t know why it is, I mean the internet is supposed to be democratizing society. Why then, are the majority of at&t Yahoo! Users so damned republican? go ahead and click the graphic to the right, take a look for yourself:Talk about shaking my faith in humanity. That graphic is my own screenshot of the unspeakable. I mean, these people are not voting with knowledge on the subject. What

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-88466958154104746172009-06-09T12:16:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:49.221-07:00

When I first started working out “for real,” I wasn’t much into warmups and light sets. The way I figured it was, if I wanted to move a lot of weight, I really needed to hop right to it, before I wore myself out.This, of course, led to injury upon injury. Eventually I wised up and started to at least warm up before I began my workouts, if only to get my forearms moving around a bit and be

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-36867594882143438272009-06-07T13:13:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:48.602-07:00

It just seems that everything has conspired to work against my workout routines. It started last year around this time, when I decided that I needed to take some time off. “Time off” was supposed to consist of a month or so, followed by a “lumberjack” workout routine for a couple of months, followed by a few weeks off, then back to the grind. However shortly before I was going to start into

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-63136145083966144012009-06-06T08:43:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:48.032-07:00

Land of the Lost opened this weekend, to dismal reviews. I just wanna come out and say it: when can we admit – as a people and a nation – that Will Ferrell is just not funny? Look folks, if you wanna pay some idiot large sums of money for having the same stupid look on his face at all times, I’m standing right here. Stop sending the checks his way, OK? Send them to me. Christ, I’m going to

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-42095109779518130772009-06-05T09:37:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:47.326-07:00

We do try rather hard to keep ourselves all-organic & pesticide-free, but there is an important exception we make in regards to the pups. Well, actually guess there’s one for us personally, too: cereal. Yeah. Have yet to find an organic cereal that tastes better than wet cardboard. Anyway, neither here nor there.Yesterday I took the dogs out to the beach. We walked along the shore for awhile

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-77349065553248369702009-06-04T22:54:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:46.644-07:00

I’ve been contemplating a few organizational changes to the website recently. I’ve already started a bit, mostly unnoticed and unspoken of. For instance, you may have noticed (or, probably not) the addition of a “bios” link in the menu bar. Why “about” and a “bios?” Well actually, the new “bios” is the old “about.” I wanted to have a page for each person of immediate importance to this site,

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-48841291942819336532009-06-04T09:52:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:46.171-07:00

Most – oh who am I kidding – ALL of my image files for the galleries on this website were referenced masters held in iPhoto. Since I’m going back to DSLR, might as well go back to shooting RAW as well, which means… back to Aperture. Which isn’t bad at all. BUT, moving my library back over for management means deleting the old iPhoto library to avoid needless file duplication (and save hard

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-45481258330262679592009-06-04T08:35:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:45.625-07:00

What was I thinking?So it’s been a solid year & a half since I got rid of my old DSLR. In that time I’ve been trouncing around with a simple Point & Shoot. I knew it could never take pictures the way I could take them with the DSLR, but I figured that it was going to be “good enough” to tell my story. To hell with that last 5-10%, right? Not worth the effort. Or so I thought, anyway.But when

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-82788639208054681542009-06-02T08:50:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:44.961-07:00

When we bought the shell for the Tacoma, we selected from three different manufacturers: either it was going to be Leer, SnugTop, or an ARE. We quickly whittled that list down to two, because in talking to the local SnugTop dealer, we discovered that a) he was kind of a dickhead, and b) SnugTops are quite the pricey option for what seemed like the same basic set of features.The ARE seemed nice

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-252758181451214992009-06-01T09:01:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:44.371-07:00

I’m going to have to get some new shoes. Yes, even though I have gushed all over my faithful Salomons, these newest ones have done me wrong. I think it boils down to a simple case of “if the shoe doesn’t fit.” I need a half-size smaller, I think. Actually to be precise, my left foot needs a half-size smaller. No matter how tight I cinch the thing, no matter whether I pad with moleskin, my

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-8539087497847008312009-05-31T06:55:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:43.791-07:00

The Panasonic camera that The Girl opted for arrived a couple of days ago. After a short stint of “charing the batteries” we began to play. The size is pretty nice, it’s not really too much bigger than her old crappy SD1000 that died just before mine died. Ahem. Anyway.It’s the Panasonic Lumix model DM-TZ5. 10x optical zoom (as opposed to crappy, image-mashing digital zooms), Image

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-62112582079489636212009-05-27T11:29:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:43.245-07:00

Have you heard this new song by 311, “Hey You?” Every time I hear it, I just can’t help but imagine some guy talking to his own penis. I’ve heard rock songs sing about a multitude of mundane and odd things, from the story of a guy that can’t sleep one night, all the way to a song about garage sales. But never a love ballad sung to one’s own penis. Until now, apparently. This whole song

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-42374926288585005302009-05-27T09:36:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:42.471-07:00

I had plans today that it looks like I will, unfortunately, not get to. Poor Hunter. He’s been in such pain the last 12 or so hours, that I couldn’t get any sleep myself last night. Every time he tried to lay down there was severe yelping, so he spent most of the night propped up on my side of the bed with his head buried in me, part of the night attempting to lay down and yelping, and the

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-13450649154422350842009-05-26T22:47:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:42.002-07:00

I’m not sure what to say about this verdict. Of course I’m not happy. I mean, I have no intention of ever getting gay-married, but I am all for equal rights. I’m just not sure how to convince the retarded fools (read: the public) that enacting legislation like this is actually bad for them, even if they don’t like homosexuality.I think I’ve mentioned it before, that I do have an idea.

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-14051893362990685862009-05-26T19:22:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:41.510-07:00

On accident last trip to the grocery store, I grabbed a bag of BBQ-lighting goodness that was not quite what I expected. I grabbed a big bag of “on sale,” which I thought was a big bag of mesquite-flavored coals. However when I got home to start the BBQ, I reached in and grabbed a frekkin’ tree limb; It wasn’t a bag of mesquite-flavored coals, it was a bag of mesquite!I was a little

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-4191707094797698272009-05-25T22:33:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:40.790-07:00

The Girl just purchased her camera, and it turns out that it’s a Panasonic, not the Nikon as mentioned in my last post. Not what we thought we were going to go with, but for the price and considering the options… well, she’s happy with the decision. Of course she has yet to use or even receive the thing, so we’ll so how it stacks up when it gets here. Today though, we did find a Brick & Mortar

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-45670547325828899512009-05-23T12:35:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:40.145-07:00

Yesterday MY Canon SD1000 bit the dust. Lo-and-behold, it was while in operation by The Girl. Note that the last time one of our Canon SD1000’s bit the dust, it was also in her possession. Evidence that she’s the one at fault? Sadly, no.Since we’re down to a total of ZERO working, warrantied cameras in our possession, I figured “what the heck” and opened it up. Worst I could do was break an

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-36755455131754401912009-05-20T21:11:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:39.544-07:00

OK, now that the hatred is off of my chest… I gotta say that this printer – so far – rocks. It’s not the fastest, it’s not the sleekest, it’s not the most bestest ever I’m sure at a lot of things. But it’s wireless. Built-in wireless. Which means that the drivers for it are designed specifically for it. This may not make as much sense to you, so let me back up a minute:We’ve been printing

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-49430293988967392012009-05-20T20:25:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:38.980-07:00

We just bought a new printer. Our old one finally gave up the ghost and stopped feeding paper about 5 months ago. I know we’re late to the “get a new printer” party here, but with The Girl having quit school this last semester so we could have time to deal with the house thing (that didn’t materialize until just now, wouldn’t you know), it’s not like we had a big need to print much of anything.

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-66626998983680843802009-05-19T23:24:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:38.375-07:00

Tonight at work I turn around and see a ‘woman’ waiting to ask me a question. She was shorter, heavy-set, and hairy like no one’s business. I mean she was wearing a sun dress with a T-shirt underneath and I saw chest hair, not to mention she had more hair on her legs than I did and could have used a shave up around her – well, what I’m guessing would be her face area, and a face only a mother

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-18910717012172837192009-05-19T09:55:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:37.905-07:00

So this morning, Debt Recovery Solutions called. This is normal. I hear from them once every couple of weeks, sometimes a little more frequently. They’re the ones that had been tasked with collecting on the Sprint PCS account I had told you about a few days ago. They wanted to collect their $563…I told them like I’ve been telling everyone involved since February of 2006: The disputed amount

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-29867829017993574122009-05-18T11:39:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:37.372-07:00

A New York Times Article examining whether or not online “study aides” are actually hurting the education of those who use them, basically helping/encouraging them to cheat. I have had a similar thought recently, when going to the internet for an answer.You have to question, why is the answer on the internet accurate? Or rather, why would anyone bother to learn anything, if you can just “google

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-51093567578179329322009-05-17T16:40:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:36.843-07:00

Yeah. I was almost positive when I wrote about it a week or so ago, that I had jinxed us by the mere mention of it. But I’m instead happy to report that we’re still destruction-free. With the exception of a tissue or two.Yeah. Not sure, but for whatever reason they just can’t keep their mouths off of any snot-laden tissues they come across, no matter the punishment. They’ll mouth it right in

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-75335589923317419522009-05-15T21:51:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:36.318-07:00

It’s my fault. Sort of. We’re being blackmailed – BLACKMAILED! – I tell you. Sprint & some “White overnite” company. Our credit union, our first choice for the loan, is saying that the PMI underwriters are probably going to deny our loan app because of these two collections accounts on my credit report. The total outstanding balance? $700.Really, what the hell guys. Let’s put this in

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-42363372075488529062009-05-13T19:39:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:35.768-07:00

We got the call last night. From all people, the listing agent – yes, the one we weren’t ever supposed to call – that the negotiator for the bank said they had approved the sale. Yippee!Crap we’ve only been waiting for god-only-knows how long. It’s about time.Wait – we submitted our offer on January 16th, found out on May 12th… subtract the circumference of the earth, divide by zero… carry the

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-21244030331305774852009-05-11T18:40:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:35.260-07:00

Yeah it was true. Except, this time I don’t think we could have gotten ourselves out. We needed help. Which I guess means it was a good day to get stuck. More on that later, though. First let’s talk… er, I’ll talk you listen… about taking the truck down some tight paths and how fun it was!Damn I guess I already said all about it already. Sh!t. Well here goes: We took the truck down some

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-7853234515496642002009-05-11T07:45:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:34.550-07:00

I have been keeping tabs on this story, about a US-Iranian journalist who was accused & sentenced for spying. It would seem that the charges are probably baseless, as has been stated numerous times in the press by just about everyone in any administration.Which I suppose might mean she’s actually the highest-level operative we have, who knows, right? It’s not like people come out and say “hey

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-22189378069268013832009-05-10T12:23:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:34.054-07:00

I don’t want to jinx ourselves now, so you understand that I write this very, very cautiously. BUT, it would seem that after some vigorous beatings at the sight of wrongdoing & some lavish praise at the sight of a house still kept, Chase & Hunter have “figured it out.”It’s been a good handful of weeks now that we’ve been “destruction-free.” if you will. No holes in the backyard, no chewed up

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-13154811019497177142009-05-09T08:58:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:33.574-07:00

This most recently passed Wednesday, me & The Girl set out to try the Dolason Prairie Trail for ourselves. I had done this trail with a gent I met online a month or so ago, and was telling her that she’d really enjoy it, especially the views. Was I right? Well, she said I was.Of course she lies to me all the time so who really knows.I am glad, at times like these, that I’m not a popular

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-76121726123512040662009-05-07T17:45:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:32.888-07:00

I had no idea it was so widespread. According to wikipedia, some 83% of male respondents polled said they experience them. “Pee Shivers.” I thought I was the only one! I thought I was the only one… Didn’t have any idea that it was more widespread than the ‘bob until this very afternoon, when video chatting with a friend who asked me of I myself get them; they just were listening to the radio

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-4741770358744718112009-05-04T09:35:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:32.384-07:00

Yeah I know, I just got through ripping sh!t lebarf up a few days ago, and here I am, watching a movie that he stars in. What gives? Two words: Michelle. Monaghan. Well not really. I mean, yeah she’s pretty, but I don’t actually watch movies because of whether or not I think a leading lady is hot. That only matters if I’m watching porn. ...Okay, moving on.It looked mildly intriguing. I didn

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-15692746023952943822009-04-30T07:58:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:31.632-07:00

It happened. I never thought it would happen. But it did. I Finally ate enough cookies, that I can’t even think about eating a cookie right now. Too much buttery, sugary goodness. I had pigged out two nights ago after finishing up a movie or something. Can’t quite remember, the only thing I can seem to focus on is feeling kind of icky for the next handful of hours before I went to bed. I

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-33521646543386333532009-04-28T08:24:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:30.786-07:00

It’s something that’s sort of piqued our interest of late. When we moved up here, the goal was to be as self-sustaining as possible, while still having access to niceties only found in the wasteful side of society (i.e. Computers, flat-screen TV, sex toys, etc…). We’ve taken to pretty much an all-organic diet, and we consider the impact of the things we do. I think we’re off to a good start.

random bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11037070058943383884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971585701355622.post-26013122018137209752009-04-27T12:02:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:32:30.239-07:00

Not much to say, really. I’m starting to think that maybe our realtor isn’t really motivated to help out where he can. I think maybe we hurt his feelings a bit, too.I sort of understand. When dealing in real estate matters, I guess/know you’re not really supposed to usurp your agent and go straight to the other agent, but dammit he was not in town last week and the “deadline” we were told we

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I can’t put my finger on it. I’m not a music junkie. But it’s there, or maybe it’s missing. It’s something. Recently the local radio station had been playing this song that I decided I really liked and had to have. You know how the radio stations love to play songs and then not tell you who the hell they are? This proves to be especially true when it’s a song you like. Thank dog for the

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You know they say that sequels always suck. That’s what they say. How true it is, I don’t know, but I’d say it’s not a 100% sure-thing. Indiana Jones, anybody? Those were all winners. OK I know what you’re thinking, didn’t they just do a new sequel to that with ‘tard of an actor, Sh!t le-barf? Yeah OK you got me there, but I am going to conveniently ignore that such a film exists (also

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It’s one of those things I knew would happen. It’s just that even though you know, you secretly hope that it does not come to fruition. Such is the case with Miles the super-dog. It’s apparent now that he’s reached old age, there’s really not much – if any – question about it. The shocking thing about it is the swiftness with which it arrived. It really seems that it’s like one day he was

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Yes it’s official, we have the OK to get the Tacoma lifted.Yesterday was a little cold & blustery – we’re having a nice few days of a cold, northern front blowing over us – so we didn’t bother to make a day of doggies, especially since The Girl could not manage to get her shift for the night covered and had to get ready for work late afternoon. We did take the puppies out, but it was a short

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I saw the reviews. They sucked. I heard through the grapevine, that it sucked. But still I didn’t want to believe it at first. I had to see it with my own eyes to make sure. Only then did I feel that I could truly say whether or not it was “suck” or not.And it was.Nothing gelled. There was this false sense of urgency for no real reason. Characters said that this person or that person was

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I thought that ditching the DSLR was in my best interests. At the time, it seemed a legit concept: I wasn’t shooting as many pictures because I was unwilling to actually whip it out to take the shot.Yes, again, I whip it. I whip it good.Anyway, it came upon me about a month ago, the nagging feeling that the P&S camera thingy wasn’t working out so well for me. It was when we had gone on the

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Yesterday I had a man-date with a guy I met online. It’s not what it sounds like, I promise. No, in reality, I posted an ad on craigslist about wanting to get together with another man.No, It’s not what it sounds like, I swear!Strictly platonic. What I was looking for was some active friends to hang out with. I mentioned it before, that I’ve had trouble making friends up here with my funky

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Typically my work has the scheduling into the future posted at least three weeks out, sometimes a full month. What I’ve done for about the past year, is to whip out my camera and take a picture of each new week as it’s posted.Yes, I whip it. I… whip it good.Anyway. People would always question this, saying it was overkill, why not just write down my schedule. You know, with pen & paper or

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To be perfectly honest, there are things I prefer about how Windows operates. It’s few & far between mind you, but they do exist. For instance, Apple’s Font Palette. It sucks.I understand their concept – unified, system-wide toolset available to any program – but it has its shortcomings. In Windows, it’s typically handled on a per-program basis, and these programs typically have instituted

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This is why I vote Democrat. The Republicans want to cut taxes permanently, but it’s only the taxes on… large organizations & the wealthiest 5% of the population. See? See where this is wrong? We’re supposed to be a nation of equals, yet the republicans keep taking the “equal” from the middle and lower classes, and reapportioning it to the richest. Those that need it the least. I just don’t

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It might have been retaliation. I mentioned it yesterday, but in case you didn’t read it, we took the dogs out to play, and then loaded them up in the back and went off-roading for awhile. What I didn’t mention was that “awhile” was actually more like an hour & a half. Yeah. So while we were having fun traversing the rock path, they were stuck bouncing around in the back. And once we’d done

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Today we took the puppies out to the bay and let them frolic in the water. But today was only partially about them. A lot of it was about me (and the Mighty Tacoma).Out by the bay where we sometimes take the dogs to play is an OHV park (Off-Highway Vehicles). I’ve been doing some thinking about what the Tacoma is currently capable of in stock trim (with better tires) and what it is I want it

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First off, Sit down; it will be a long journey to the punch line on this one, folks.It all started when I got home last Friday…The lil’ woman goes to work late in the afternoon on Fridays, and I work late in the morning and get home about 2 hours after she’s vacated my house. It turns out that this is just enough time for the puppies – Chase & Hunter – to boldly kill a rug. This was not the

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Modern PaganismWe’re considered largely to be a country of Christ-loving, one-God Fearing, Christians (or the like). We’re not pagans, after all. Right? Right. Well, I think it’s wrong, actually.I sometimes like to think about things from a distant perspective. Such as, what would future generations think of our current rituals, say in like 3,000 years. Sort of how we pull up artifacts of

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Liking the Old-Style Double-Edged RazorsFor X-mas last year I received something I had been asking for since the x-mas before: A double-Edged Safety Razor. I had read a lot about how they can really help to minimize skin irritation when used properly. Seriously though: “used properly”? Who does that? We’re human. Let’s face it, we see a warning label that says “don’t use this product for

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Once before I set out to write out how to clean a black MacBook. I stand by almost everything I wrote there, save for one issue.I had taken issue with some other recommendations to use a “Magic Eraser” to clean an expensive piece of electronics. Well I have to admit that I have actually been using them to clean my own MacBook since shortly after I wrote that blog. I decided to eat some humble

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Yes, it’s true. It was a lot easier than I thought it would be, too. I just walked right up, struck up some conversation, and then before we parted ways, I asked for his phone number. Oh yeah, by the way it’s a guy. I potentially made a boy-friend. We’ll see, it’s still possible that he gave me a fake number to ease the blow of rejection, but I’ll find out soon enough I suppose. This is

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