Counting down the days until Beth’s thirteenth birthday with a few reposts from the archives.
Originally posted: Feb 26, 2000, Beth’s age: 2.5
Title: Beth Finds New Ways to Get Into Trouble
A little while ago, Beth decided she didn’t like having to wait on us to get her food for her. She is, as you know, a big girl now. She is capable of many things, including opening doors…
I like getting love letters from my health insurance company. They catch me off guard, but it’s nice to know someone is looking out for me.
A few weeks ago I got a letter asking about all of my other insurance carriers after I made a rather large claim. They said they wanted to make sure I could “maximize my coverage.” As they said, “We’re constantly looking for ways…
Sit back and enjoy a good old fashioned rant, boys and girls. Don’t sit too close though. There could be some spittle involved – unintentional, of course.
I’m not going to review my medical history with you now. You’ve either been reading along and know it already, or you haven’t. Maybe you’ll get the basic idea – or not. I’m really not sorry.
The…
My MacBook wasn’t well. Its trackpad wasn’t quite right. I made an appointment with the folks at the local Apple Store to give it a look. That was at four this afternoon. I was expecting I’d have to leave it there – possibly for days.
I did have to leave it there, after talking to the Apple tech and diagnosing the problem (and the solution: replacing the trackpad) –…
Hearings kept me crazy busy yesterday and the medication let me forget about the headache. It was actually a fun morning.
I thrive on days where I can lose myself in work, where time loses meaning. I love working with the Judge assigned to us, an old retired Colonel from the Marines. I enjoy talking to one of the attorneys I work with – a guy who worked as an enviromental engineer with the…
This is one of those posts that sounded profound and original one night at 3am… and a little less so as time passed – that, and less coherent.
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People told me what to expect before, but I always humored them. I’m not stupid. I’d see this thing coming way before it happened to me. I wouldn’t be so easily fooled.
Then a few nights ago it happened…
For the sake of this post, we’ll call her Lisa. We call her Lisa the rest of the time too, but I love the cloak and dagger stuff. Though, I suppose if I follow the metaphor through, I’ve removed the cloak and sunk the dagger.
Jeez, I must be a terrible brother!
Well, since she’s already uncloaked, let me tell you a little more about my baby sister. She follows the pattern set by…
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…