Tuesday, February 28, 2006

By the Way...

I'm not sick, it just made a good title for the last post.

Monday, February 27, 2006

Well, he will be soon, he's very ill.

I'm not dead!

Here, he says he's not dead!

Yes he is.

I'm not!

He isn't?

More tomorrow...

Monday, February 20, 2006

New Southern Words...

I am a Jeff Foxworthy fan, and I heard some good ones this morning on the radio.

innuendo- A bird just flew innuendo.

witchyadidja- You didn't bring your truck witchyadidja?

Past great words from Jeff:

usetacould- "Can you dance?" "Well, I usetacould."

pandelerium- a cross between pandemonium and delerium... or something.

sinchuous- "Told my old lady, sinchuous up, get me a beer..."

Not much else happening here on Monday. I was sad to hear that Ray Cherry died on Wed. of last week. He was one of the "pillars" in my ward in IF, meaning one of the nicest, most Christ-like guys I've ever had the opportunity to associate with. I'm sure he's happier where he is now. My thoughts go out to Lois, his wife.

I wonder how long it will be before the next "pillar" goes. I know that death is a part of life, and I know what is waiting on the other side of death, but it is kinda sad to have good people go to "the other side" as Ozzy says. "Mourn not for those passed on, but for those left behind." I don't know who said that, but I suppose it's true.

*sigh* Such is life...

Well, stay happy!

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Happy Valentine's Day!

Once again, Feb 14 is upon us. And, once again, I'm thankful that I have someone who loves me for who I am, and accepts me along with my insecurities and foibles.

I love my Valerie so much. My life would feel incomplete without her. I look back with dismay at the past Valentines Day's I spent alone. It's so much better being with her. She makes everything better just by her being her.

She is my goo, precious and irreplaceable. I love you so much, my Valerie. (3 MMMWAAAA!

Out of Action...

I'm back from my extended weekend. Sorry for not telling anyone about it. It just sort of slipped my mind.

I didn't do much of anything for my day off yesterday. Sat at home, played computer, listened to music and ate Gobstoppers. All 4 at the same time. INTENSE! Val and I also went to lunch at Olive Garden for our Valentines lunch.

Speaking of which, today is Valentines Day. We sent Valentine's to people that we thought would like them. Ben, check your PO Box, if you would, please...

Thursday, February 09, 2006

The world turned upside down...

I just heard on the radio that a guy in the Army who was in Iraq lost an arm to a roadside bomb. Now he has to pay the Army for the body armor that was destroyed when the bomb went off. I'm sure that there is another side to the story, but the situation seems completely asinine.

Just for the record, I'm really hungry today. Hopefully I can convince my wife and mother-in-law to go out to eat tonight.

I'm out...

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

What the crap!?!?!?!?!

I haven't gone anywhere, but it's been busy every afternoon here at work. I usually post at about 4.30-5.30 PM every day, but it seems like things are always comin up that demand my attention here. I guess that's what I am paid to do, so I don't mind. But, it makes it impossible to post anything.

The title for this post is from the Blue Laser henchman leader from the Cheat Commandos. You can find them here.

I'm out!

Monday, February 06, 2006

Monday stuff....

I'm not sure how I feel about this past weekend. The high points of my weekend were first, getting a nice pair of snow gloves to complete my snow ensemble. The second was getting a new Wallace and Gromit DVD. The DVD makes me laugh, but these 2 things just doesn't seem to be all that exciting. I know lots of people who were at Super Bowl parties. My 2 nice things just seem to pale in comparison. Maybe I just have the blahs...

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Blahs, blahs, and more blahs...

I don't really want to be here at work today. I'm not really sure why, though. I'm not mad at anyone. I just don't want to be here. I'd rather be at home playing games with my wife, sledding down 200 foot hills, reading a book, or something. Anything but being here. The weirdest thing is that I don't know why. maybe it's latent frustration about the move to upstairs. There just doesn't seem to be any time, or very little, to play the games I want, or to do the things I want to do. *sigh*