Sunday, June 17, 2007
It is Father's Day.
The kids asked me what I wanted to do.
I said, eat fried foods, grilled meats and watch sports.
My wife asked me what I wanted to do.
I said, send the kids over to my mom's place.
She asked why.
I grinned and said so we could practice what made me a father in the first place.
She laughed.
She knew that meant begging, whining and alcohol.
The kids asked me what I wanted to do.
I said, eat fried foods, grilled meats and watch sports.
My wife asked me what I wanted to do.
I said, send the kids over to my mom's place.
She asked why.
I grinned and said so we could practice what made me a father in the first place.
She laughed.
She knew that meant begging, whining and alcohol.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
So, I'm working on the PII 266, finally get video drivers installed on it.
I'm getting it to a usable point, to some degree.
I ran MS/Windows Update.
I waited.
I aged.
I waited some more.
I cleaned out my belly button.
I found Hoffa.
I quit, set it up for auto-updates, and shut down.
I powered the system up this morning to let it collect.
Now I'm watching a snail race across the room as the system patches 56 updates into the system.
I'll be eligible for retirement before this thing is done.
I'm getting it to a usable point, to some degree.
I ran MS/Windows Update.
I waited.
I aged.
I waited some more.
I cleaned out my belly button.
I found Hoffa.
I quit, set it up for auto-updates, and shut down.
I powered the system up this morning to let it collect.
Now I'm watching a snail race across the room as the system patches 56 updates into the system.
I'll be eligible for retirement before this thing is done.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
So, we just got back from the in-laws.
If you wonder where all the heat comes from, it is there place.
They keep it shut up, and the air off because the kids might come in and out a lot and no sense in letting the air out.
So, there I am, the fat guy wheezing and sweating and about to pass out.
It was like a sauna.
I'm laying on the tile floor in the bathroom, gasping for air.
If you wonder where all the heat comes from, it is there place.
They keep it shut up, and the air off because the kids might come in and out a lot and no sense in letting the air out.
So, there I am, the fat guy wheezing and sweating and about to pass out.
It was like a sauna.
I'm laying on the tile floor in the bathroom, gasping for air.
Saturday, May 26, 2007
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