Sunday, December 24, 2006

My First Trip to the ER

My Mom told me the story about my first trip to the ER. It seems that I was 6 months old and crawling all over creation. I managed, somehow, to crawl up a broom. When I fell off I cut my head and went off to the ER. A portent of things to come. Remind me to tell you about the time I almost killed myself on my Mother's Birthday.

Friday, December 22, 2006

Too Dumb to be Republican

Oh dear. Some people are just too stupid. It seems that a congressional aid attempted to solicit the services of a hacker to alter his grades. Unfortunately, he chose to do so by e-mailing the security site attrition.org. The complete transcript is up, but it has been slashdotted. I post here some excerpts:

Todd Shriber
I need to urgently make contact with a hacker that would be interested in doing a one-time job for me. The pay would be good. I'm not sure what exactly the job would entail with respect to computer jargon, but I can go into rough detail upon making contact with a candidate. Thanks for your help.

security curmudgeon
So, I need three things to make this happen:

1. A picture of a squirrel or pigeon on your campus. One close-up, one with background that shows buildings, a sign, or something to indicate you are standing on the campus.

2. The information I mentioned so I can find the records once I get into the database.

3. Some idea of what I get for all my trouble.

lyger
todd... no more.. omfg we are SO busted.. fuck fuck fuck FUCK FUCK everything was PERFECT until their night noc ran a reverse udp traceroute back to one of the hosts we had set up after that, straight DOWNHILL. i've already been called twice by my isp asking about unusual activity, some other shit about access attempts to a federally monitored system they have everything in logs including the rot-26 stuff that finally got me access all goes back to your login sorry i really fucked up BAD

Too stupid. Way too stupid. I don't even think that this qualifies for the 'culture of corruption' category.

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Zune Poon

It seems that a couple from Chi-town got their girl a Zune. As if that wasn't insult enough, it was preloaded with pr0n. Ho mo sexual pr0n. 5 men, no holds barred action. I don't think that that is the squirting that Bill had in mind.

Monday, December 18, 2006

The Road to Success

I heard something I found amusing, in a painful sort of way.

from ajc.com

Asked if any of the recommendations he's heard so far were new to him, Bush said, "I've heard some ideas that would lead to defeat."

"And I reject those ideas, ideas such as leaving before the job is done, ideas such as not helping this (Iraqi) government take the necessary and hard steps to be able to do its job," Bush said.

I have also heard "some ideas that would lead to defeat." What I have not heard are any ideas that would lead to success. If all options are bad, Mr. Bush, should we not seek to choose the least bad option? If all roads lead to defeat, should we not just lose and get it over with? Then, at least, we can go win at something else.

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Democrats Call for More Effort

As the chairman of the "Just get something done" party, I am in favor of the Democrats new position on the congressional work week. While having a job that is Monday through Friday sucks, as their employer, I expect nothing less. Also, starting on the 4th of January instead of the end of the month is a positive move. One Republican in Congress made the mistake of saying: "Marriages suffer. The Democrats couldn't care less about families -- that's what this says." This was rebutted by just about everyone, but the members of the military I think had the best response.

Five-day work week will double Congress's workload

Friday, December 15, 2006

What kind of Pirate am I?

Apparently, you, fair readers, are the only ones who can decide.

What kind of pirate am I? You decide!
You can also view a breakdown of results or put one of these on your own page!
Brought to you by Rum and Monkey

Can you Name it?

A reall poser of a question has been asked here at Wacom Engineering think tank. Given the set of foods Y that are yummy, the set of foods B that go well with bacon, and the set of foods C that go well with chocolate, is there an element of Y that is nither an element of B nor C? Sushi was proposed, but Mikey shot that down (bacon rapped nigiri). Items that are a member of all three sets are easy to think of, namely bacon and chocolate. Tell me you wouldn't eat chocolate covered bacon! Well I would, and that's all that really matters, now isn't it.

Thursday, November 30, 2006

Music Meme

It goes from Jenel to Phil to Tom to Me to the Cleaners

"You go here, find the year you turned 18, then C&P the results. Bold the one’s you liked and strike the one’s that made your ears bleed."

Adapting what Tom did, I have italicized those songs/artists whom I did not recognize.

1. That's What Friends Are For - Dionne & Friends
2. Addicted To Love - Robert Palmer
3. Kiss - Prince
4. Walk This Way - Run D.M.C./Aerosmith
5. Living In America - James Brown
6. Take My Breath Away - Berlin
7. Burning Heart - Survivor
8. Walk Like An Egyptian - The Bangles
9. The Sweetest Taboo - Sade
10. You Give Love A Bad Name - Bon Jovi
11. Higher Love - Steve Winwood
12. Never As Good As The First Time - Sade
13. Greatest Love Of All - Whitney Houston
14. Tarzan Boy - Baltimora
15. Sledgehammer - Peter Gabriel
16. You're A Friend Of Mine - Clarence Clemons & Jackson Browne
17. Manic Monday - The Bangles
18. Glory Of Love - Peter Cetera
19. Like A Rock - Bob Seger
20. I Knew The Bride (When She Used To Rock and Roll) - Nick Lowe
21. Word Up - Cameo
22. Conga - Miami Sound Machine
23. The Men All Pause - Klymaxx
24. In Your Eyes - Peter Gabriel
25. Live To Tell - Madonna
26. Dancing On The Ceiling - Lionel Richie
27. Venus - Bananarama
28. Typical Male - Tina Turner
29. Take Me Home Tonight - Eddie Money
30. Rock Me Amadeus - Falco
31. I Can't Wait - Nu Shooz
32. If You Leave - O.M.D.
33. You Be Illin' - Run DMC
34. Crush On You - The Jets
35. The Rain - Oran "Juice" Jones
36. Papa Don't Preach - Madonna
37. Mad About You - Belinda Carlisile
38. R.O.C.K. In The USA - John "Cougar" Melloncamp
39. Danger Zone - Kenny Loggins
40. Words Get In The Way - Miami Sound Machine
41. Walk Of Life - Dire Straits
42. I'm Your Man - Wham!
43. West End Girls - Pet Shop Boys
44. All Cried Out - Lisa Lisa & Cult Jam With Full Force
45. We Don't Have To Take Our Clothes Off - Jermaine Stewart
46. My Hometown - Bruce Springsteen
47. On My Own - Patti LaBelle & Michael McDonald
48. Everybody Have Fun Tonight - Wang Chung
49. All I Need Is A Miracle - Mike & the Mechanics
50. Tuff Enuff - Fabulous Thunderbirds
51. The Future's So Bright I Gotta Wear Shades- Timbuk3
52. Love Walks In - Van Halen
53. Shot In The Dark - Ozzie Osbourne
54. The Next Time I Fall - Peter Cetera & Amy Grant
55. Move Away - Culture Club
56. Day By Day - Hooters
57. Rumors - Timex Social Club
58. I Wanna Be A Cowboy - Boys Don't Cry
59. The Power Of Love - Jennifer Rush
60. One Step Closer - Gavin Christopher
61. A Love Bizarre - Sheila E.
62. Everybody Dance - Ta Mara and the Seen
63. Sex As A Weapon - Pat Benatar
64. Superbowl Shuffle - Chicago Bears
65. Live Is Life - Opus
66. Great Gosh A'Mighty - Little Richard
67. Jungle Boy - John Eddie
68. Crazay - Jesse Johnson and Sly Stone
69. More Than Physical - Bananarama
70. Baby Talk - Alisha
71. Pleasure and Pain - Divinyls
72. Don Quichotte - Magazine 60
73. Why Can't This Be Love - Van Halen
74. Once In A Lifetime - Talking Heads
75. Caravan of Love - Isley Jasper Isley

Friday, November 24, 2006

Stuart Addresses His Hands

Dear Hands,

Thank you for not pulling at my hair anymore, and for not gouging my eyes. I am glad we were able to come to an accord on those behaviors. Recently, however, you have been trying to help me with my binkie, and it is not working out well for anyone. If I have the binkie in my mouth, you can be assured that I want it nowhere else. Grabbing ahold of it and pulling it out is not appreciated. Neither do I appreciate your attempts to adjust it. All in all, it would be best if you did not touch the binkie, at least for the time being.

With deepest respect,

Stuart

Monday, November 20, 2006

Sad Sorry State of Affairs

Well, I couldn't do it. When it came down to the wire, it seems that I chose my family over my blog. Just so you know, here are the things that conspired against me.

  • Illness - Everyone has come down with a 14 day cold. Coughing, stuffy noses, etc. Nothing like a breastfeeder with a stuffy nose. :(
  • Class - Even though I am without class, I am working on a masters and take classes for that. This one was going well, but I needed more time to work on the presentation.
  • Tory - For some reason, Tory gets downright cranky if I come home from work and get on the computer. It's like she thinks she has a god given right to a relationship with her father!
  • Johanna - I enjoy spending time with my wife. So sue me.

Sunday, November 12, 2006

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens

Last night, as I was falling asleep, I enumerated some of my favorite things, in no particular order:

  • The smell of Stuart
  • The way Tory snuggles up to me after I move her when she is asleep
  • Stuart's laugh
  • The way Tory tries to be all serious and bargain for the things she wants
  • Various things about Johanna that I am not at liberty to enumerate

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Death to Pennies

I hate pennies. They are a waste of natural resources, a waste of time, a waste of effort, and (literally) a waste of money. I hold the nickel in slightly less distain, but if it were not for the penny, I would not have thought much of it. However, since I have thought much of it, and I have come up with a plan. Oh yes I have. I've got a plan so cunning you could put a tail on it and call it a weasel. This plan comes in stages, each more dastardly than the last.

Part the First: Pummel the Penny

The US Mint stops production of pennies, and orders the return of all stock. These are melted down and turned into decorative paperweights and sold at flea markets around the nation. Pennies will still circulate, but they will become fewer and fewer.

Part the Second: Nix the Nickel

The same is done for the Nickel, except that they are made into hip flasks. These two parts will probably require an act of Congress, directing that all public transactions be rounded to the nearest tenth dollar.

Part the Third: Down with the Dollar

The dollar bill is much less profitable than the dollar coins. Their cost to produce per year of circulation is around 10 times that of the coin. Additionally, they are harder for businesses to count. Get rid of the stop pressing dollar bills and ramp up the production of dollar coins. This is the part of the plan that will encounter the most objections. Or is it?

Part the Fourth: Create Coinage

Why, in the name of all that is holy, do we not have a $5 coin? That has GOT to change. While we are at it, let's start minting $2 coins. This will be the longest part of the plan, since it will take years and years to come up with a design that people can live with. Feel free to leave design comments below.

Part the Fifth: Vi veri universum vivus vici

Once we have a $2 and a $5 coin, stop printing the bills. Oh, I can hear the howling echo back through the ages. SUCK IT UP AND DEAL! This is for the good of the nation. Give up the bills or the Terrorists win! Your Grandparents seemed to do just fine with no bill smaller than $10 (equivalent value), and you can too.

P.S. How is it that we live in a nation that can take the ugliest money in the world, spend millions redesigning it, and make it UGLIER!

Friday, November 10, 2006

I Hate Bake Sales

Every time I see a school fundraiser, I think the same thing. "There is another school, a school in a poorer district, that cannot raise money for that." That shouldn't be the case. Poor kids deserve art and music classes as much as rich kids. They deserve to go on field trips and international trips. The problem, however, is even deeper than those.

I don't know about where you live, but in Oregon, the funding breakdown is like this:

  • 35% Local
  • 57% State funding
  • 6% Federal
  • 2% Other
The only reason it is like this is because measure 9 limited property taxes. Before measure 9, it looked like this:
  • 66% Local
  • 26% State
  • 6% Federal
  • 2% Other
Left to their own devices, 2/3 of all education funding is derived from the families being educated. IMHO, this is exactly backwards of what should be happening. Funding should look more like this:
  • 10% Local
  • 20% State
  • 70% Federal

My proposed solution is simple, and probably would never work. Average teacher salary, nation wide, is about $47k. With benefits, lets call it $60k. The ideal class size seems to be about 20. Therefore, the Federal government should be supplying $3000 per student to schools, pegged to inflation. In my system, this money could only be used to pay full time teachers, and no teacher could receive, in pay or benefits, the money from more than 20 students. With 81M kids aged 5-19, that is a total of one quarter trillion dollars, or about 5 times the Department of Educations discretionary funding and about half of the Department of Defense budget.

The benefits from this system are manifold. It encourages the hiring of full time teachers, and it encourages the reduction of class size to 20 students. It removes local and state funding problems from the picture, leveling the playing field for poorer districts and poorer states. It mandates that teachers get a decent wage and decent pay increases. It removes much of the federal wheedling about what needs funded and what does not. Lastly, it draws a bright line between what the Federal government needs to pay for and what the local governments need to pay for. The Feds pay for the teachers (plus or minus). The locals must pay for the books, the buildings, and the administrative staff.

But nobody ever asks me.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

im in ur machinez stelin ur votz

After watching the events of last week, I have some advice for this great nation. This is pretty much a rant, so brace yourself.

First and foremost, to the people who voted on DRE (Direct Recording Electronic) voting machines. ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FREAKING MIND!!!! Get an absentee ballot and vote by mail! Then petition your government officials to sue the people who sold them to you. It surprises me still that there are voters using machines with no paper trail. Without a paper trail, elections will be rigged. It's not a matter of if, but when. I can say that unequivocally, and for a number of reasons.

  • The machines have bugs. If there is anything the last 50 years of computer science have shown us, it is that you can fix all of the bugs some of the time, and some of the bugs all of the time, but you cannot fix all of the bugs all of the time. (Sorry Abe) Additionally, the only way you can make bug free systems is to hermetically seal them (they aren't), tightly control the access (we don't), audit the source code (is hasn't been) and educate the uses (riiiight).
  • Next, elections get rigged no matter what you do. All we can is make sure we have some chance of catching the people who do it. With DRE machines, there is no chance. If there is little to no chance that the riggers will be caught, they will do it more often. It is just human nature.

Now, for all of you voters who do not live in Oregon, what is the best way to (1) maximize voter turnout, (2) minimize the effect of sudden news events, and (3) maximize available information to voters? Vote by mail. Y'all tend to call it "absentee voting." Round here, we call it "an election." All vote by mail, baby. I can take 2 weeks to do my research and mark my ballot. If I forget, I can still do my research in the comfort of my own home, and in the middle of the night! The next morning, I drop it off at any library and go off to work. No lines, no time off work.

So there you have it! Throw the machines in the ocean and vote by mail. Your electorate will thank you.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Painting at Henry's

So, a while back, just after Stubert was born, Tory went over to Henry's to play. His cousins were over and everyone was out in the back playing. Wendy got out the paint and set up paper on the back fence, though it seems that that was not strictly necessary.

Henry decided that he would mix all the paint and coat himself uniformly from shoulder to toe. Tory took a much more artistic approach, and ended up looking like princess Amidala meets native warrior. I am pretty sure the paper survived unscathed.

When all of the painted children were in the tub, Wendy and I made an interesting discovery. Paint mixed with bubble bath makes insoluble white goo! This did not phase the children in the least, but it grossed out the two of us.

Monday, November 06, 2006

The Battle of the Burrow

Last night, Tory was too tired. Going to bed can be hard for her, and when she is too tired, it is a real fight. For some reason she fixated on "building a burrow" (a mountain of pillows) that she would climb inside. We told her that she could have some burrow time after we got ready and before books. We got ready fairly quickly, read a little, then built a burrow. This is when things started heading south.

Tory started getting very frustrated trying to climb under her burrow. I did my best to help, but it wasn't working the way she had in her mind. I calmed her down and we did some reading till lights out. Once the lights were off, Tory tried to get in the burrow again, and started getting really frustrated. I tried to calm her down and dismantle the burrow, but that was just not going to happen without a fight. I tried letting her go to sleep on top of the burrow, but it became obvious she wasn't going to be able to fall asleep there.

It was also obvious that if I didn't get out of there, I was going to blow a gasket and say something I was going to regret.

So I bailed. When I got downstairs, I looked at Joh, gestured towards the stairs, and said "Your turn. Good luck getting her off that f**cking burrow."

As she headed upstairs, Joh new this would end in tears. Better to have it end now, while there was one parent who still had their shit together.

Johanna entered the bedroom and turned on the light. Then she started tossing the pillows back into place. "I need a burrow!" Tory was adamant that she needed a burrow that contained the body pillow. Joh offered her other pillows or to have the body pillow for a short while, but Tory wanted none of it. So Joh shut off the light. At this point, Tory totally lost the script. She didn't know what was supposed to happen or what she wanted, but she knew this wasn't it. I could hear her side of the "discussion" from downstairs. Within 20 minutes, Joh was back downstairs.

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Busy Day

Dear Internets,

It has been a busy day. Stuart is definitely teething (two on the bottom) and we have a lot of catch up to play around the house. Joh and I need to vote, bills need paid, etc., etc.. My point is, this is the sorry excuse for a post that you are getting Today. I will try and make it up to you next week. Honest.

the Storywhore

Saturday, November 04, 2006

A Recipe for Disaster

  • Ingredients
  • a dozen or so small children
  • sugar
  1. Take the children and put them in a car to tenderize for 1/2 hour.
  2. Place the children in a room with nothing to do for 15 min.
  3. Now, move all of the children into a large room with bouncy equipment, and bake for 1 hour while agitating. Ideally, there will be a meal missed during the hour.
  4. Feed the children the sugar.

Really, Josephine's party was a blast. It went much better than I had feared. Nikos and I both hurt ourselves, but there were no other casualties that I knew of. Tory had a meltdown when we were leaving, but that is not uncommon even when she doesn't miss a meal.

Friday, November 03, 2006

Everything's All Locked Up Now, Thanks

Since her car was in the shop, Johanna took Tory to preschool via city bus. Now, as it happens, there is a bus that is nearly perfect for the trip, stopping both near our house and right next to the school. The trip out was fairly uneventful, and the trip back even less remarkable. That is, until Joh and Stuart got to the house. At which point she realized that she did not have her keys.

No, we haven't gotten around to exchanging keys with the neighbors.

"Hmm. So much for getting Thane off to work at a reasonable hour; he's barely there, and I have to call him to come home and let us in."

But the cell phone is dead. Now what?

"Aha! I never locked that window I opened to clear the smoke.* But I can't put Stuart through the window like I did with Tory."

"I could climb up on a chair ... and then fall and break my neck. Yeah, riiight. Wait: the shed! I didn't lock it last night, so I can get the ladder."

So Johanna set Stuart down on a cushy surface, got the ladder, climbed through the window, unlocked the door, and got Stuart. Problem solved.

Then she sent me this message:

"It wasn't currently raining, and it's actually pretty warm, and he was doing fine with a toy. Otherwise I would have hunted someone down to hold him in a warm place, but then one of our neighbors would know my shame. Now, nobody needs to know...except all the internets!"

* The fish sticks tried to fight off Johanna the other night. They lost, but took their toll.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

The Apple Doesn't Fall Far from the Tree

On Tuesday, my daughter made a mess.

Stuart has been a bit fussy lately, for quite legitimate reasons: teething, stuffy nose, fever. Tory too has been sick recently, and is perhaps a tad more needy since the arrival of a sib. Perfectly normal. On Tuesday, Stuart was finally going down for his first good nap of the day, and Johanna heard Tory playing in the bathroom sink. Not alarmed, Johanna thought to herself, "Thank you, Tory. Thank you for entertaining yourself for a few minutes so I can get your brother to sleep."

Tory comes into the living room.
"I want you to read me a book."
"OK Baby. Let me get Stuart into the sling."

Johanna hears a noise. "What is that tinkling sound?" Johanna looks around the corner at the bathroom.

"Oh my God." The sink is overflowing.

"Oh my God!" There is a lot of water on the floor.

"Oh my God!!!" There would be more water on the floor, except that it is running down the hot air vent.

Stuart does not sleep through this, is rather unhappy about that fact, and lets everyone know. Tory is perhaps taken aback by the loss of her mother's sanity. Johanna turns off both faucets, and decides the towels needed to be washed anyway, but thinks to herself that there are easier ways to mop the floor. Finally she goes downstairs with an armload of wet towels to discover water has also dripped through the ceiling, onto the couch, the floor, and some boxes. She loses a bit more of her mind.

One of our wonderful neighbors told us later, "That is when you bring Tory over and say 'I need you to watch her for a bit so that she makes it through the day.'"

My mom was less impressed. "I had to replace the upstairs bathroom floor twice because of you, and I don't know how many times we had to patch the ceiling. It was never Elena. Just you."

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Me be a NaBloPoMo Ho

Dear Readers,

As Tom has pointed out, November is NaBloPoMo. I am planning on participating, but do not worry! I plan on generating no more content than I do any month, I will just post more random drivel that no one cares about.

Now, given that I am such a poor blogger, one might ask, why am I doing this. It is simple. I hope to win an "I Fuck Like a Girl" t-shirt. I will wear this shirt proudly to public functions. When my wife gets irritated with it (i.e. immediately) I will point our that "I got it from MightyGirl!"

Wish me luck!

The Storywhore

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Roll Over, Beethoven

Stuart rolled over yesterday. Johanna and I were ecstatic. Stuart, on the other hand, was furious. I could hear the internal dialog.

"All that work! All that work and what do I get for it?!? My arm trapped underneath me and a face full of carpet! Damn it! Somebody get me a boob!"

OK, maybe he wouldn't have sworn, but his sister has taken to it so well, I figure it's only a matter of time.

Friday, October 27, 2006

Oh Holy Zombie

Last night was last Thursday, and right before Halloween. This explains why there were Zombies dancing to Thriller in the parking lot of the Co-op last night. Needless to say, this spawned an interesting conversation about Zombies. Here are the highlights:

Tory: Daddy, what is a Zombie?
Daddy: It's a dead person who doesn't have the good common sense to fall down.
...
T: Are there really Zombies?
D: No baby.
T: Why not?
D: When people die, they tend to just lay there. When they don't, they come alive again. They don't stay dead and start moving around.
T: Was Jesus a Zombie?
D: No baby. Jesus was something else.

This explanation seemed to satisfy her.

Monday, October 23, 2006

Children Routed Over to Urgent-care Pediatrician (C.R.O.U.P)

or Out and Back not in the Same Day

Last night, Tory had a coughing fit at 10:30. She had had sniffles on Friday and Saturday, and had a cough and sniffles on Sunday. Nothing noteworthy, until 10:30. When I got there, she was sitting upright, tears and snot streaming down her face, and barking like a dog after a squirrel. A quick web search and phone call later, we were on our way to the ER. There, they made her suck on a humidifier and gave her some "juice" laced with steroids. We were back home by 12:45, and everyone was asleep by 1:30 AM. Needless to say, Johanna, Stuart and Tory are sleeping in, Tory is staying home from school, and I am sucking on a double toddy (read "really strong coffee"). Some things of note:

  1. The doctor told us that warm moist air is BAD. As he put it "it is a great way to promote respiratory failure." I guess we won't do THAT again.
  2. Decongestants, antihistamines, and expectorants will cause croup to GET WORSE. Silly us!
  3. Cough suppression is OK, but use with care. It may promote pneumonia.

Interesting Assault on Bayesian Filters

Just got this spam. I thought the filter avoildal technique was interesting. Seems to be random chuncks of usenet postings. It took me a miniute to make sure that this wasn't real e-mail. In my defense, I am tired and knocked up on cough medicine. More on that later.

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From: "Office Software" <who@cares>
To: <not@bloody.likely>
Date: Sun, 22 Oct 2006 12:43:44 +0200


Jessica has uploaded some new software for you!


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Saturday, October 21, 2006

The Cutest Little Boy Ever

I have just gotten done making my first YouTube video. It is of Stuart making cute little noises to try and convince me not to feed him to the wolves. It worked.

Electoral-Vote.Com

I just rediscovered my favorite place to watch election polling data. This guy, while leaning left, is a scientist first. He gives you all the data he uses to draw his conclusions, and all of the algorithms. Check him out!

Click for www.electoral-vote.com Click for www.electoral-vote.com

Saturday Morning Wisdom

"I'm going to teach Stuart his name.  Stuart, your name is Stuart."


"We are the increasingly nonexistent family."
<laughter>
"I dunno.  I feel increasingly existent"
"We are the increasingly rare family.  I cannot be expected to be coherent before 7:30."


"I don't know why I think glow-in-the dark is so cool."
"Because it glows."

Thursday, October 19, 2006

The Hair Apparent

Johanna is shedding.

You see, a women's hair often grows quicker when she is pregnant. Johanna's certainly did. Sometimes, after birth, some of this extra hair will fall out. Hers is. In sheets. Well, not really. It isn't coming out in clumps, and there is no sign of her going bald any time soon, but the amount she loses every day is astonishing. This is the exchange I had with her on the topic:

"Honey. I don't mind if you go bald. I mean, I don't want you too or anything, but if you do, it will not change how I feel about you. The process, however, I mind."

"I know! Every time I do anything with my hair, I've got to pull it off my hands." (I wish I could show you the face and gesture that goes with this statement. It was most illuminating.) "I wash my hair and I've got to pull it off my hands. I rinse my hair and I've got to pull it off my hands. I get my hair wet to do it in the morning and I've got to pull it off my hands. I put gel in it and I've got to pull it off my hands, but now it's all sticky! Blech!"

I decided to dispense with the remainder of my complaint.

The Once and Future Costume

I love the internet.

We managed to find the costume again. The store Costume Craze had it in stock and in the right size! w007! I waited to tell you all till we got the shipping notification.

For those that forgot, here it is again.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Tory the Cyclops

So, there was a morning earlier this week where Tory was:

  • a mannequin, so that Joh and I could get her PJs off and clothes on.
  • a robot, who helped me get breakfast out.
  • a cyclops, because she had to put on her patch.

Now, since Tory was wearing her pirate shirt and pirate patch, some people assumed she was a pirate. Not so! She was still a cyclops, or as she put it "an ugly giant with only one eye." At lunch, the peas in her lunch were princesses, who then got eaten by the cyclops.

A Smiting I Shall Go

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Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Princess or Pirate

Tory has chosen her Halloween costume. She was going to be a pirate, but then there was the event at the optometrist. The assistant said "What are you going to be for Halloween?" Then without giving her a change to respond, the lady says "A princess?" That was all the convincing Tory needed. Joh was livid. She has visions of pirate themes for everything, and then gets a princess dropped on her.

Monday, October 02, 2006

Scissor Sisters

I am fascinated by the Scissor Sisters right now. Not sure what that says about me or them.

Thursday, September 21, 2006

I am a Nerd

Pure Nerd
65 % Nerd, 47% Geek, 30% Dork
For The Record:

A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.
A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.
A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.
You scored better than half in Nerd, earning you the title of: Pure Nerd.

The times, they are a-changing. It used to be that being exceptionally smart led to being unpopular, which would ultimately lead to picking up all of the traits and tendences associated with the "dork." No-longer. Being smart isn't as socially crippling as it once was, and even more so as you get older: eventually being a Pure Nerd will likely be replaced with the following label: Purely Successful.

Congratulations!


Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in any of the following:

Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Professional Wrestling

Love & Sexuality

America/Politics

Thanks Again! -- THE NERD? GEEK? OR DORK? TEST



This test tracked 3 variables. How the score compared to the other people's:
Higher than 68% on nerdiness
Higher than 71% on geekosity
Higher than 46% on dork points


Link: The Nerd? Geek? or Dork? Test written by donathos on Ok Cupid

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Tory Speaks on Architecture

We were out for a walk. Tory looks at a building and says "Now this is a lovely brick building, made out of brick and glass and pipe cleaners." Earlier she had looked at a house and said "That is a slime house. It is made out of wood and slime." Despite the factual error, Johanna agreed with her.

Meeting an Ancent One

Today at church I found out that P'nai Or (the Jewish congregation that shares our building) was going to have the Soferet Aviel Barclay there to work on their Sefer Torah, and that we could come watch. Now, there are other Sofers (male), but she is the only female. However, I am getting ahead of the story.

I was walking around with Stuart when she came in with a member of P'nai Or. I recognized her from the article they had posted about her coming to repair their Torah, so I went over to welcome her and tell her what an honor it was to have her here. They went back into the room to get ready. A little while later, the gentleman came back out. He asked when service would be over, since they had not had the foresight to get the Torah out ahead of time. I assured him it would not bother anyone if we went and got it right now. He was surprised and assured me he did not want to interrupt the service. I just smiled and began to lead him back to behind the pulpit.

When we got back there, it was obvious where the Torah was. As he opened the Ark, he said "Shalom. How are you doing?" He explained that at service, each of the actions (opening the Ark, pulling back the curtain, untying the rope, and removing the Torah) would be performed by a different individual. When he went to close the Ark, he had some trouble, so I helped him. The whole exchange took maybe a minute, but it almost brought me to tears. For the first time in my memory, I was meeting an ancient entity in person, one who was older than I am, and would probably outlive me.

After service, we had been invited to go back and watch the Soferet work. She could not talk to us or turn from her work while she was forming a letter. If she did, she would have to remove that letter entirely and start again. However, when she was between letters (as she was for most of the next hour) she told us many amazing things. Things like:

  • Each letter has it's own soul. They can only be expanded. If the character has gotten too big, it must be removed entirely and a new letter formed.
  • During the Holocaust, some sifrei Torah were formed by taking the undamaged portions of damaged sifrei Torah and binding them into a new scroll. The damaged portions were buried.
  • The gaps between the letter must all be the proper width, and the lines must all be justified. That means that you must shrink or expand the letters to make the lines the right length.
  • A Sefer Torah can be made from the skin of any animal that the Jews can eat. She mentioned that she has seen a beautiful deerskin Torah.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Why Should We Pay For Their Primaries?

Once again, Washington is in the news because they can't figure out how to make a primary that doesn't suck. This puts them significantly closer to the truth of the matter than other states. The truth is:

Primaries Suck!

You heard it here first, folks. Now, the next question: Why do they suck? They are an "election" where parties pick a candidate who best represents them to run in the election. It is a democratic election, but without all the democracy and electing. So then, why do we have them? Because we are stuck in a country where plurality elections are the norm. Folks, plurality is the best possible voting system, excepting all others (Apologies to Mr. Churchill).

Now, this is not news. The romans knew it. They used Borda counts in the senate around 105 AD. And it does not really make a difference what method we do use. Pick something better than plurality, then dump the primaries. "How will we pick a candidate?" whine the parties. I. Do. Not. Care. Pick whomever you want. Hell, run them all, as far as I care. But I will tell you this: I am sick and tired of America paying for their parties to pick hacks who do not represent America.

Additional Reading:
Election Selection over at Science News
May the Best Man Lose over at Discover

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Tory is a Busy Girl

Tory: Didn't you see the sign

Sign: Tory Likes to Flush

Joh: Sometimes you don't like to flush anymore.

Tory: Why not?

Me: It's usually when you are busy doing other things.

Joh: You are a busy girl.

Tory: That's right. I've got my woooooork and blah, blah, blah, blah-blah-blah-blah.

Another Use for Duct Tape

Saturday, September 02, 2006

The Monkey Was Asking For It

"Daddy, I poked my monkey and the air came out."

It was Tory, in the Playroom, with the Nail File.

I say, he was asking for it. It's the way he was dressed.

Breakfast Stories

Tory: Is someone reading us in a book?

Johanna: Are we a story in a book? Maybe. It'd be a pretty dark comedy.

Tory: Maybe we're a book in Spanish.

Thane: It's a bad translation.

Friday, September 01, 2006

Words of Babes

"Stuart has a beautiful penis, doesn't he?"

The Troubles with Idiomatic Language

Woman: "I love your hair. Were you born with it?"

Tory: "No. I grew it."

Thursday, August 31, 2006

Fascism v America

With the administrations recent attempts to retake the work 'Fascist' and make it apply to people other than them, everyone and their dog is feeling the need to put in their 2¢. Here is mine.

First and foremost, I am opposed to fascism. I am opposed to it in any form, be it theocratic, aristocratic or democratic. Fascism is bad, folks. You heard it here first.

As I was digging around for source material, I came across Fourteen Defining Characteristics Of Fascism by Dr. Lawrence Britt . I cannot attest to this document having any more value than any other. Its primary accomplishments are (a) being ranked highly by Google for the word 'fascism' and (b) amusing me. Why did it amuse me? I immediately began looking at it as a check list for this administration. Sort of a contest of Fascism versus the Soul of America.

1. Powerful and Continuing Nationalism

1 Point Fascism.

2. Disdain for the Recognition of Human Rights

2 Points Fascism.

3. Identification of Enemies/Scapegoats as a Unifying Cause

3 Points Fascism. Come on America!

4. Supremacy of the Military

Folks, it looked like a close call, but after reading the definition:

Even when there are widespread domestic problems, the military is given a disproportionate amount of government funding, and the domestic agenda is neglected. Soldiers and military service are glamorized.
it is an easy point for the fascists.

5. Rampant Sexism

Hey folks, I think we can win this one!

The governments of fascist nations tend to be almost exclusively male-dominated. Under fascist regimes, traditional gender roles are made more rigid. Divorce, abortion and homosexuality are suppressed and the state is represented as the ultimate guardian of the family institution.
Abortion is still holding, though tenuously. Divorce seems unchallenged. However, homosexuality is under assault. It could be argued that gender roles are stiffening, but I am willing to give this one to the administration. So far the score is Fascists 4, America 1.

6. Controlled Mass Media

Arguments can be made for this, what with Fox News and the administrations ham-fisted to suppress information, but on the whole, we are doing OK here.

7. Obsession with National Security

Point Fascism.

8. Religion and Government are Intertwined

There have been more attempts this administration than any other I remember, but they have not made that much progress... yet. Still, score one for America.

9. Corporate Power is Protected

Point Fascism.

10. Labor Power is Suppressed

Hmmm... Not sure where I fall on this. I will give them the benefit of the doubt. Fascists 6, America 4.

11. Disdain for Intellectuals and the Arts

You can argue this one if you want, but I think that the administration gets this one. The way they are treating the FDA and NASA, as well as the joke that is funding for the arts... it does not bode well. Point Fascism.

12. Obsession with Crime and Punishment

Patriot Act! Enemy Combatants! Point Fascism!

13. Rampant Cronyism and Corruption

Can I give them 2 marks for this one? I guess not. Point Fascism.

14. Fraudulent Elections

Ooooohhh they tried. They are still trying. Diebold is one example (why anyone is still believing their BS is beyond me). However, from The Raw Story we have this

A nation-wide push for laws to target voter fraud is likely to disqualify many who are legally eligible to vote, the PBS program NOW will claim in a segment tomorrow night titled, "Your right to vote -- is it under assault?"

Still, they have not gotten it yet. 1 point America.

Well folks, there you have it. The fascists in the administration are crushing the soul of America 9 to 5. Sleep well and think free.

Milkmen for Stuart

Monroe, thank you. This is a beautiful thing. A truly beautiful legacy to leave for my son.

The Dead Milkmen play "Stuart" off of Beelzebubba

From PLLyrics.com

Now Stuart, if you look at the soil around any large U.S. city with a big underground homosexual population - Des Moines, Iowa, perfect example. Look at the soil around Des Moines, Stuart. You can't build on it, you can't grow anything in it. The government says it's due to poor farming. But I know what's really going on, Stuart. I know it's the queers. They're in it with the aliens. They're building landing strips for gay Martians. I swear to God.

You know what Stuart, I like you. You're not like the other people, here in the trailer park.

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

A List, B List or Shit List

"Did you read my blog today?"

"No, not yet. I haven't yet added it to my blog list."

"You should."

"Now the tender question of A list or B list."

[much laughing]

"Oh no! You're going to blog this, aren't you? I read about this in other people's blogs. It's not supposed to happen to me."

The Ultimate Norton Family Car

So, I have a dream car. Take a Subaru Outback, put a hybrid engine in it. Now strech the thing out about 3'. With all this extra room, we will be widening the doors. Either sliding doors (both sides) or double doors with no central column. Front doors remain conventional. Now, add two rear facing seats begind the two front seats, so that they share footspace with the rear bench. Bench and second row both fold down to make a big trunk.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Zappa on Crossfire

The man himself: "The biggest threat to America today is not Communism. It's moving America toward a fascist theocracy, and everything thats happened during the Reagan administration is steering us right down that pipe."

You shoot a person. You have sex with a person.
One is legal to show, the other is legal to do.

That is so wrong.

The Truth v. The Facts

Before I go off on a couple of rants, I wanted to clarify something. Some people get the truth and the facts confused. Just because something is true does not make it factual. For example, sometimes in the forest, you will see a ring of mushrooms growing. Why do they grow in a ring? Well, there is a fungus that grows from a central point and only puts up fruit on it's periphery. That is the facts. The truth is that, on the nights of the full moon, fairies come out to dance in the moonlight. They dance in circles, and where their feet land, mushrooms grow. If you sleep within one of these fairy rings, they may take umbrage and cart you off to Arcadia.

With this in mind, I think that the Bible is the truth, I just don't think it has much to do with the facts.

Free Bad Coffee!

WTF! OMG! Free coffee does not suck. As much as I may not like Starbucks, I love coffee, and I love free. Make sure you hit the freestanding Starbucks. They would not take the card at the one in Freddies.

Update: This is legit, folks. Call Starbucks at 1-800-235-2883 if you have problems at any locations.

Update 2: Hurm. It may just be for an "iced coffee" not any drink. I am checking with Starbucks.

Update 3: Just coffee over ice. Ick.

Monday, August 28, 2006

Virginia's Song

So, I got the following iChat from Sus.

Here's a new song from Virg, she wants it to be on your blog.

Son dist, I love this song today...
It's great to be something
And sing this song every day....
Will you head every day...
Do it today and tomorrow
It's a great thing to do-hoo-hoo
And when you do it the best things
Do it the best thi-hii-hiings
And when you do it, it's part to want it
Anybody will do it
And your connie will know it
And that's the end of my so-o-ong!

Everybody knows it!

Virginia's Quotations

One more from Sus.

I actually managed to write these down for once.

-Sus

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"Today's the fitz fammy."
"What does that mean?"
"It means that the show has beginned! And here... [Vanna wave] are all my wonderful creatures, marching around the room!"

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

"Know what I have?"
"What?"
"Bugs in my hand."

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"When you go down and down and down and you plop on the road, I catch you in my arms on the sidewalk! And that's amazing!"

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"There was just a young show that I've never seen before. And it was dangerous...and I tried to watch it backwards...but it stumbled off in its own direction...so I just had to watch it."

Lullabies by Virg

Another one from aunt Sus

So usually when I put Virginia to bed, I sing her some lullabies to help her get to sleep. Scarborough Fair, Rainbow Connection, Brahms' Lullaby, whatever slow sleepy songs I can think of.

Well, lately, she's taken to "helping" me with the lullabies. Aside from the fact that Virginia brainstorming lyrics is not exactly conducive to sleepiness, it's pretty darned adorable. For instance, Brahms' Lullay is now required to start like this:

Lullaby and goodnight
May your dreams come true...

The rest is up to me, but by God if her dreams don't come true in that song, I'm in hot water.

Last night, however, we had a complete departure from the repertoire. Virginia decided that she needed to make up her own lullabies. And this is what we got:

If you have an egg
I'll give you half a pie
And if you eat it up
I'll give you another pie
And if you do that
I'll
Go
Home.

--And another potential Top 40 Hit:

When you have a rainbow ball
You can give me lots of pens
And when you have a lot
You can give them to your daughter
And when you have a lot
You can give them to your daughter
And when the stars are over
You go to sleep.

So next time you've got a fussy child on your hands, by all means feel free to make use of one of these classics. Just be sure to say "Copyright Virginia Mellinger" at the end.

Sus

note to Tory from Virg

Got this in a e-mail from aunt Sus.

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[transcribed]
Dear Tory,

I miss you so much. I hope you will be here, and nothing will be good without your Daddy. And this would be so good, very good, very very very good, and nothing would be good without your Daddy too! And so they went walking off in a great big museum. And this makes me happier than I ever felt before. And some things are not true in every line of this computer, and nothing is true when I do everything that Mommy does, and nothing is true unless I do it. I OK, I OK. And that means I love you in Spanish. And I really really do, so that's why I do it. And this I-N-D means I love you in Spanish and in Arguld. And I love you and that's true. Good night!

Softening the Blow

So, we were leaving the mall, and everyone was tired, hungry and touchy. I was holding StuBert and Joh was holding Tory's hand. Tory started... singing? Yelling? It's a fine line. Anyway, she is going full volume about 4 feet behind me. I popped a breaker.

"Tory! Please! Stop yelling!"

I immediately feel bad. Nothing like snapping at my girl to bring on the guild. Quickly, I come up with a plan to soften the blow.

"Tory. Stop talking. Stop thinking. Stop breathing. Stop smiling. Stop having fun. Stop walking."

"Daddy, I am having fun."

"Well stop it. And quit smiling."

Joh chimes in. "Don't get in the car."

"That's right. Stay out of the car and don't get in your car seat."

"I am in my car seat and having fun."

"Well, stop it."

Mission accomplished.

Saturday, August 26, 2006

Blind One-Legged Albino Golfers

The internet is a beautiful thing. No matter how small your niche is, you can find the rest of them out there. You could be a blind, one-legged albino golfer. You get on the web, sign up for the newsletter, join the discussion forum, and you are part of a community. That is a wonderful thing.

StoryWhore v. The StoryWhore

So, as you may or may not know, there is another StoryWhore. I am stealing her name, best as I can. I don't feel bad about this, for a number of reasons:

1. We have different markets. Hers is readers of adult/pronographic fiction. Mine is... ah... me, I guess. And Tom. Probably my wif. OK, so those are not really different market segments, but mine is smaller.

2. She posted for two months in 2004. I am starting nearly 2 years after her last activity. If she had any contact info available, I would contact her and ask. She doesn't, so I can't. Unfortunately (or fortunately), there is no limit on blogger inactivity.

3. I couldn't come up with a better name.

My Name

This is the story of how I got my name. You want the facts, talk to someone else. When I was born, the Nurses and Doctors pleaded with my mother: "You have to give him a name." "We need a name to put on the birth certificate." My Mom: "I am not naming him. You do what you need to, but I am not getting into the middle of this." You see, my Father (Victor Thane Norton Jr.) had talked to my Granddaddy (Victor Thane Norton Sr.) and told him that he needed to visit my great uncle Homer, Granddaddy's brother, who was on his death bed. If Granddaddy went to visit him, the boy would be named Victor Thane Norton III. Otherwise, Homer Scott Norton. One might think that this was an easy choice. Not for Granddaddy. I have heard that he was not on speaking terms with Homer, probably over a card game where Granddaddy was caught cheating. Regardless, Homer was in Chicago, and it was Winter. Whenever Granddaddy went to a city with snow, he got pneumonia. For those who have not had pneumonia, this is a serious concern, but that is a different story. However, Granddaddy wanted to have a III more than he wanted to stay healthy, so he went. He got in and out of that city as fast as he could, but he still got pneumonia. And I got my name.

Friday, August 25, 2006

Tory and the Sprinkler

A few days ago, Tory asked Joh if she could use the sprinkler as a
mower (it looks like a shower-head on a long handle). Joh said yes,
and Tory began walking around the yard with it. Soon she was running
with it and, wouldn't you know it, *POW*, it hits something. Well,
the base of it popped her right in the mons. OUCH! Well, when I put
her to bed, there was a nice circular bruise. Poor girl.

Tory's first dentist appointment

So, Tory went to the dentist yesterday. Nothing much to tell, except that John Furz's friend Sammer was her dentist. "I have a picture of you with my dog" I believe was the quote.

Tom made me do it.

(sigh). tom begged me to start a blog, so i did.