• Road trip.

    It had all the makings of a great entry. Beth had been asking “are we there yet?” from New Port Richey to the Alabama/Mississippi border. Then she got out a movie and stopped. We made it through Mississippi and she didn’t ask. We made it into Louisiana and she didn’t ask. We made it across the Lake and she didn’t ask. I was ready to write all about Beth asking that question right up until we actually were “almost there.” It happened just as we were entering the New Orleans City limits.

    “Are we there yet daddy?”

    “Yes.”

    Beth pauses for a few minutes to let that sink in.

    “Thank you for saying yes daddy.”

  • What does a hiatus look like?

    Imagine this entry being the last entry – for the next week…

    We’ll be away, as it out of town, as in away from our server. While I’ll have my computer – the trusty iBook – I don’t have remote access to my web server. I could temporarily house these entries on the Apple servers (via .Mac), but that would require some effort on my part. And after those administrative hearings on Thursday, I’m plumb out of effort. If you are one of the few people out there
    reading this stuff, check back in a week or so. There will be a whole slew of entries waiting for you.

    Strictly speaking, I guess that doesn’t quite qualify as a hiatus, does it?

  • Come here often?

    This is not how I envisioned greeting St. Patty’s Day in 2004… up way past my bed time with a serious case of insomnia. Well, while I’m up, what’s new in John’s world? There was another triumphant return to court. Why do I insist on referring to my court days as “triumphant?” To be honest, I haven’t quite figured that one out either. There’s my wife’s increasingly distended abdomen (by the way, she’s positively thrilled that I’m discussing her anatomy with all of you). There’s a whole crap load of administrative hearings coming up on Thursday that I still haven’t prepared for (maybe that’s why I’m still awake?). There’s my Tampa colleague that relies on me to float the whole boat on administrative hearing days. There are the increasing signs that Beth will end up being medicated for some kind of attention disorder.

    Then there’s this evening. Much of it was spent reading my own stuff (namely, this blog). I’m not ashamed to admit that I enjoyed reading it. Should I be worried that I entertain myself too easily? Beth went to bed and I spent a pleasant evening bantering with my wife about nothing in particular, in between reading old entries on this blog.

    I spend a perfectly good, carefree evening with the family unit, then I go to bed and start dwelling on unpleasantries. In five hours I will be getting up to get ready for work.

    Ug.