It turns out the bees won’t be treated so humanely after all.
Back to that in a moment. First, I want to waste your time with a little narrative of this morning’s events.
The wildlife expert/beekeeper came out, took a look at the bees, said, “yep, there’s a lot of bees for ya,” and went back to his truck to don his beekeeper suit. Meanwhile I ran inside to grab my…
I came home early from work today – it was a gotta go situation. I was giving a training for a small group of volunteers doing a workshop this weekend and I was starting to lose my voice. My boss was in the group, and when I appeared in his office afterwards he simply said, “bye.”
I was at home sleeping, giving my body more energy to fight off invasion, when a familiar buzz woke…
A while back I wrote about a call I received in court on a really bad day. It invovled mistaken identities, my mother, and the possibility of cancer. If you recall, there was an instant when I was relieved it was my mother – because it meant it wasn’t my wife. I’d made a choice, consciously or not, and it made me feel terrible. We all make them. I don’t think we can help…
A few weeks ago, heresy showed it’s ugly face in the Kauffman household. Evil found a foothold in one of my vulnerable children. By now you know that when I speak of heresy I’m speaking of one thing: computers. Beth asked for a cheap Windows laptop.
In the name of Jobs, The Woz, and The Lost Partner, I beseech you: where have I gone wrong?
Because my parents were over at the time, my…
I like crispy pig meat as much as the next guy, but after a while it gets old. After a year or two it gets really old. Truth be told, I was never really crazy for the stuff.
It turns out my office is next door to a deli that dabbles in breakfast. I don’t really have an office anymore, so corral might be a better word. But wether they’re serving breakfast or lunch, they seem to conjure…
Oh you few, you lucky few. Some of you are seeing this post ahead of schedule. My projects aren’t supposed to work like this. My rule of thumb is to take my first guess of how long it will take, and take that number to the third power.
Or, that’s what Cheryl would have you believe, once I explained the math to her. Ouch! Score one for the husband who will be sleeping in his car for the…
The site that is. The Kauffman household is staying put for the moment. But that does mean…
No posts for you! For a few days anyway.
You can comment all you like on the existing posts, but I can’t promise they’ll live on at the new digs.
I feel your pain.
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Maybe, if I feel really desperate for no one’s attention, I’ll post something at the old…
The Communist take-over plot thickens!
This year, Public Service Recognition Week will be held the week of May first. That’s right comrades, May Day!
Well, not exactly – it’s May 3 – 9, 2010, but when has a little thing like facts stopped The Crazy (TM) in this country?
If you’d like your “Ask me about your own secret socialist take-over club T-Shirt”…
The background: Cheryl (known to many of you as my wife) had an MRI done recently due to chronic back pain.
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It was one of those court days where several people needed to be escorted out of the building. A little conflict goes with the territory. Your agency sues someone, you expect a little hostility. In fact, it isn’t uncommon for both sides to leave with no love to…
A few weeks ago we were cleaning the house, something we’d neglected for too long. Pollen from the oak trees formed a thick yellow film over all of the vertical surfaces outside. The dust inside was approaching the critical mass for self awareness, and the growth in the bathrooms was beyond sentience – plotting a coup.
Adam took the cleaning frenzy one step further. I found him in our…