tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78245131080796016662012-01-13T14:28:27.380-06:00A blog full of humorous anecdotes from the daily life of a dad in Houston.Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.comBlogger1371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-22454841307011819422011-07-04T10:20:00.002-05:002011-07-04T10:46:46.696-05:00

I was curious what the "No Refusal Weekend" mentioned on local highway signs meant, so I investigated. Here's my understanding of the process.While DWI suspects still have the right to refuse to give a chemical sample, the police and DA can ask for a warrant to collect a chemical sample (usually a blood draw) from a DWI suspect. This involves drafting a warrant and getting both the prosecutor

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Fucking Blogger.

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You'll like this.6 Tbsp. oil1 onion4 cloves garlic1 Tbsp. paprika2 tsp. cumin1 tsp. chili powder1/4 tsp. cayenne6 cups chicken broth3 cups crushed tomatoes2 bay leaves2 1/2 tsp. salt1 can corn/1 cup frozen corn1 can black beans3 carrots2 sticks celerytortilla chipsChop/slice vegetables (obviously); crush garlic into pot.Cook down onion, garlic, spices in oil in large pot.Add broth, tomatoes,

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Recap: I didn't see my extended family this season, but stayed home with my own little family that I love.  Google sent me a Cr-48 notebook.  I'm seeing an amazing new woman and feeling very close to V.; they both make me smile on a regular basis.  I'm quite happy lately, and I hope you are, too.

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A: Goddammit my typos ruin my cute textsMe: Ruin? Does someone need something ruined?A: Then put back together and then ruined again.Me: Yes ma'am. :9

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Now that the idea of an "Opt-Out" Day has penetrated the public consciousness, there are a growing number of counter-protest news pieces.  One suggests that you should go about your business, citizen, because you're not being kind to the TSA agents who don't enjoy handling your junk.  Another suggests the protest will be ineffective, likening it to former "mass protests" that didn't work due to

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A quick update: In general, life is still quite good.  The days are filled with friends and food and sometimes a bit of the third "F".  Halloween is coming; it's my favorite holiday and there is much partying to do.  My little brother is in town right now, and it's the first time I've seen him since he went to do missionary work.  It's really good to have him around. In "ugh, TMI" news, I got a

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My dreams this morning involved an extension cord kit for a vibrator, and going outside on some pointless errand.  Outside, I encountered five or six of the biggest spiders ever: brown, furry bodies that were at least 3" long, combined with long, thin, spindly legs.  There was no one to help me avoid them.  They terrified me. My reality this weekend will involve a date with my wonderful V., foods

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There's something I want to say to a lot of my friends, something about which I feel strongly.  It's something they may not want to hear, but I hope they (you) all read this and consider it. MAKE SOMETHING OF WHAT YOU HAVE BEFORE TRYING TO FLEE SOMEWHERE "EASIER". I feel the frustration of being a lone bastion of sanity in a sea of crazy.  BUT, I have also worked to gather around me other

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A quick blog post to embed a widget.

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Last night was another Houston Art Nerds salon, and Snoo ordered many sets of goggles for people to modify.  Unmodified, they look like this:which is already pretty cool.At my request, Snoo ordered some mirrored lenses for me to put in my goggles.  I put them in front of the dark welders glass as they were pretty transparent; the dark glass behind them really improves the mirroring, and I like

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I had no plans at all for the day, and this is still not how I expected it to go.  I'm tired of being hurt. Happy Mothers Day.

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I read another blog this evening where someone was crowing about the excellent people they discovered while in Houston.  It made me smile, because I know the people of whom they speak.  They are my ultra-cool, loving, wonderful, geeky circle of friends.  I couldn't do without these people in my life - their support when things go wrong and their company when things go right helps sustain me.

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My uncle, Rick Sartain, died yesterday afternoon.  It was quite sudden.  He showed no sign of heart problems, but while working at my grandparents' house on a little backyard garden, he went inside to escape the heat and had a massive heart attack.  His wife Gail, a nurse for as long as I can remember, administered CPR.  It didn't help; Rick was gone. My thoughts are very disorganized right now.

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In the dream, I had a character on an MMO that had a particularly weird, powerful, not supposed to happen, magic item.  It was an artifact that I made quite easily, by chance, but that was strong enough to actually end the world by potentially crashing the game.  I was at a minor gathering/con, and lots of friends there also played the game, so I spent some time trying to show off my new, "really

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The workmen came today bright & early.  While V. was in the shower, two men and a woman came through the house, measured many of our windows to confirm their work order, and then promptly began scoring the appropriate panes.  Before long, they were tearing our windows apart and dumping the old glass into large trashcans.  After the glass was out of a window, they'd rip the frame to pieces and

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When we moved into this house, I'm not certain that any of us realized how poor the windows are.  They're all single-pane windows of different styles, likely bought here and there when a batch of them dropped below a certain price.  These windows look a little shoddy, none of them have screens, and half of them seem to have different closures than the rest.  They bleed heat, in during the summer

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As anyone who uses Twitter knows, not all followers are your friends.  Some will be family; others will find your Twitter account through a blog or some other website.  There will inevitably be spambots trying to link you to commercial pages or phishing sites, but Twitter does its best to send those away pretty quickly. Increasingly, there's another group that doesn't quite fall into any of these

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Talking to someone cool who suddenly stops responding without reason.  I don't mean in the "Oh, I had to get the laundry" sense; I mean the "Well, if you ever want to say 'hi', you have my e-mail & phone number" lack of response. We've all been there.  Next time you think of cutting someone off, take a moment to say so.  You know you're hurting their feelings already; just bite the bullet.

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There's this French musical duo I really like, Justice.  Their debut album, †, was a worldwide hit, and for good reason.  I always liken them to Daft Punk if Daft Punk WERE harder, better, faster, and stronger.Well, that debut album hit back in 2007, and people have clamored for the group's sophomore effort since then.  In 2009, we finally heard rumblings; Justice would be distributed by the

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I haven't written here in a long while.  Twitter sees far more of me.Life is pretty good.  E. is a smarty; V. loves me; I love them both.  V. is happier at work lately, and it's a very good thing.  We also have a TINY bit more money than we had before.  It makes small differences.I do arm and chest exercises semi-regularly now.  The results have shown for a while, but last night my increased

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I like attending parties. I really, really do. I relish the chance to hang out with people I know and folks I don't. A good party is an evening spent enjoying a temporary camaraderie: you're part of something, if only for a night.I'm also not the sort that hits five parties in a night. I feel it detracts and distracts from the party atmosphere. No matter how popular I may feel, there's still

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The story is thus: V. has a weird little Chase card instead of direct deposit. I regularly remove the cash from that account & keep most of it on hand. Today, the little door on the ATM machine didn't open. The machine and the account both say they gave me almost $600, but I'm damned sure I don't have almost $600. Their claims process will take at least a week, and there's no real guarantee

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I love Halloween. I still get a lot of joy from the creative effort I put into my costumes. Every time my outfit makes someone do a double-take, or laugh out loud, or give me a creeped-out sideways glance, I know every second spent was worthwhile.The really beautiful thing is that, with a bit of creativity, you can have an excellent costume for almost no cost. Store-bought costumes are nice,

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I don't always believe that The Law is The Last Word. Sometimes The Law should be lenient. Sometimes The Law should be changed. Sometimes The Law makes mistakes.I'm not for rape. I have a daughter. I would kill the man or woman who hurt her in such a way.If Polanski were captured and incarcerated all those years ago, justice would be served. He wasn't, and that is the biggest tragedy and

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The Place: Taqueria LuLuAddress: corner of Wheeler & Almeda (4320 Almeda Rd, 77004)Hours: 7a - 3:30pHidden Beauty: low-cost Mexican foodThis place was "Opening Soon!" for what seemed like a long, long time. They're open now, though, and offering some excellent food for breakfast & lunch. I stopped in for lunch yesterday and, after a look at the various menu blackboards, decided to have a beef

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I realized last night that, if my plans all work out, I'll be seeing five movies in the next eight days, most of them free screenings. My schedule looks about like this:a matinee of "Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs" on Wednesdaya screening of "Surrogates" Thursday eveningdouble feature of "Toy Story & Toy Story 2 3-D" on Saturdaya screening of "The Invention of Lying" next TuesdayIn addition,

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People, at heart, tend to be weak and afraid. If they can take advantage of someone or something, they will. Give a man a big gun and he'll be brave for as long as it takes to get what he wants. In the end, though, it IS about what he wants, not about some sort of noble, higher purpose.Also, let's set a movie in Johannesburg and not mention apartheid at all, . . . aside from totally using

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"Well, hold on and let's talk about what I said earlier." That's not a teenager having their explanation of what happened while you were away cross-examined; that's Matt Damon's character in "The Informant!". It's two funny hours of watching someone wave a scrap of truth in your face while sheets of liepaper peel from the walls. There are some beautiful open-mouth takes and a string of B- and

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Take a short film. Make the mute characters talk. Give them a bit of personality. Make the piece's conflict a bit larger. Add grandeur to the ending scene, but don't extend the story; leave off in the same place. Attach a few big-name producers.I liked it, but it didn't add much.

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I went outside to feed Tweak today. After hearing horror stories about BARC, we decided to put Tweak on craigslist instead, ask good questions and such of the potential adopters.Tweak wasn't in the back yard. E. said something about the house handyman taking Tweak back to his owners. I don't think she realized what that meant until we couldn't find the dog in the backyard. I'm still not sure

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This is Tweak.Tweak is a very sweet 30-lb. dog. I met him three nights ago when I was out for a walk. He happily ran over to me, sniffed me, licked my hand, and followed me to the door of my house. I heard a jingle on his collar and thought of checking for tags, then calling any number I might find on them. Sadly, I realized that I didn't have my phone, and I let him wander off after another

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I got a Google Voice number recently. If we talk regularly, you've probably already heard. The new number is 832-KEYD-TIM, or 832-LEWD-TIM, or any other letter combination that uses those numbers. Feel free to give me a call.I connected a bit more with an acquaintance that V. and I met at a friend's party. Acquaintance & her fiance were invited by another guy I'm acquainted with, so aside

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If you use Facebook regularly, I imagine you've seen a version of this status message:FACEBOOK has agreed to let third party advertisers use your posted pictures WITHOUT your permission. Click on SETTINGS (at the top where you see the Log out link). Select PRIVACY. Then select NEWSFEEDS and WALL. Next select the tab that reads FACEBOOK ADS. There is a drop down box, select NO ONE. Then SAVE your

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There is a bicycle on a chair behind me.I'm fixing it, airing the tires, making sure the brakes and gears work as best I can make them, etc. I ran into a bump while doing so, but that's probably because I woke up, went downstairs, got the bike from its spot, and brought it up here to make things happen. I still haven't had any caffeine; a moment while I correct that error.Ahh, sweet nectar. So

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We'll see if I can change that or if my plans to blog more fall by the wayside. AGAIN.I am getting pretty good at some things. One of those things is modifying Wiis so that they can play "backup" versions of games. I'm considering starting a service and charging people for it, except there's already a dude in Houston who does that, apparently. I can undercut him, perhaps, but then we might

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Liberation: Being the Adventures of the Slick Six After the Collapse of the United States of America by Brian Francis Slattery My review The ratio started at 85% scenery, props, & costumes to 15% action and interaction. Here near the end, it's 90/10. I'm trying to power through the finely-detailed mural of the Ended Nation that this guy painted out of a duty to completion. View all my

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V. brought out the green goop for the sunburns that we got today at Discovery Green. That illustrates one of the differences between men and women: as a guy, I didn't mind using it, but it would take me a LOT longer to think of it (if I did at all). As a guy, my first thought is "Sunburn, huh? That sucks."

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Such an oddity while I napped this afternoon. I was one of the organizers of a concert that was going on while there were riots and the government was collapsing. What poor circumstance. In addition to all that, our headlining act (and ONLY act) was a no-show.When I realized that our act was probably not going to show, I started getting the stage ready for something different. I commandeered

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I want to be a cyborg so very much. There are so many ways we, as humans, measure out our world. There are also so many simple ways (and some not so simple, but quite effective) we could have those measurements at our fingertips every second of the day. They exist now, and they're fairly inexpensive. Here are some ideas:Compass: Through use of a device dubbed the "feelSpace belt", people are

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I love music. I especially love music with words. To me, a song is ten times better if it has lyrics, because then I can share the songs I love with the world without resorting to "doo-doo-doo"s and without trying to whistle through three full octaves. (I can only get two and a half most times, but I'm GOOD at "Livin' On A Prayer".)There's a problem, though. Once I KNOW a song, or even part of

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This is a post from my phone. Maybe I'll make a few more blog posts if I can do it from anywhere. *shrug* We'll see!--==================================================================This mobile text message is brought to you by AT&T

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So, I've been at this exercise thing since January, which makes it about four months. I thought I'd look at a picture or two from about a year ago and see what sort of progress I made.None. No visible progress. That's how much.Imagine how disappointing that is. I know two things have definitely changed: I have bigger thighs and my triceps are pretty toned. Unsurprisingly, those are just not

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That's what I'm doing most days: exercising to Jillian Michaels' 30-Day Shred and watching PBS Kids or family entertainment on Netflix Watch Instantly. A lot of shows from HIT! Entertainment and Nickelodeon are becoming available, and there are a fair (and increasing) number of movies to watch. The downside? I'm pretty sure AT&T (or Oplink, the company I use that leases AT&T's lines) have put

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I'm not really happy with my life right now. Many things about it are right. I love my little family very much. I enjoy having the free time that I do. We're getting by financially; we eat good food. I exercise regularly. I stay entertained most of the time.Some things about it are not right. We have very little money for new things, be they big as computers or small as new clothes. By

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I just found out that they're pretty much done producing a sequel to the horrible Jason Statham film, Crank. There are a couple of problems with this idea, though. Here's a quick version of the plot of Crank:A hitman gets poisoned by some bad dudes who say (via videotape) that he will be dead within the hour. He shortly realizes that adrenaline staves off the effects of the poison. He runs

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I may have to change this challenge a bit. I keep failing while I'm under the influence of various substances. I'll use a swear word for emphasis and *BOOM!*, I'm back to square one.It's all a bit frustrating, but it has cut down on my swearing 99%. It's difficult to break the habit. I'm trying to decide whether to change my challenge to avoiding public swearing, or swearing around the kids -

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-33325063455441708282009-02-25T15:02:00.003-06:002009-02-25T15:14:00.570-06:00

I failed The Wiggles Challenge last night.I know. I'm very disappointed, too. V., a friend of hers from high school and I were sitting around, talking and having a good time. I had a drink or two, and before I knew it, out slipped a swear word. I caught myself right after I said it, too, which is (of course) just too late. Shoot.At the Freezepop concert last night, I failed again once or

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It's been a long while since I posted here, hasn't it? Life is crazy, and it always sneaks up on you when you think things are calm. Good things have happened: we finally removed the carpet in E.'s room and replaced it with linoleum. Friends moved into a nearby apartment. Several bands I enjoy scheduled Houston tour dates. Bad things happened too, of course, but most of them were small: a

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-70929438392404152002009-01-28T22:39:00.003-06:002009-01-28T22:43:13.969-06:00

Things are a little odd lately.Well, maybe not.  They feel odd to me.  Some things feel like they're going a bit backward:I almost have our dual-Xeon server, ATLAS, back online.  I even hope to be able to load all of the old sites that he hosted - from the HTML and PHP files to the SQL tables that I managed to export before I wiped his hard drives.I'm working from home.  Granted, it's not for a

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-59755824092664370982009-01-20T12:17:00.003-06:002009-01-20T14:27:41.929-06:00

No dilemma here today; just happiness and an eagerness to make things happen.  I think that's the general feeling in the United States today, and in other parts of the world as well.  People want to see change and they want to make change.  Not everyone has a line of service projects waiting for them, though, and I know some people are wondering where they can start.  Here are a couple of ideas

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A friend of mine linked me to an article about a potential correlation between caffeine intake and hallucination.  My mom and I both have stories about ingesting heavy doses of caffeine, falling asleep, and waking to find that we were seeing things.  As best I remember, my mom's story took place in college.  She was studying for an important exam (of course), and many cups of coffee were consumed

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Lately, I talk a lot about dreams with my friends.  I have a lot of fun doing so, too, because I enjoy coming up with the wacky plots one encounters in one's nighttime ramblings.  Dreams can be serious one moment and absurd the next, full of people and places you once knew.  They can be about anything, from flying to taking a Maraschino golf ball to the race track to bet on a goat race.I have so

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I'm going to start work on some projects tonight or tomorrow.  If all goes well, people will find them interesting and fun and worthwhile.  While I start work on these mysterious projects, I leave you with the Beastie Boys:Fatboy Slim remixing a great Beastie Boys track, and with a video that parodies the truly mediocre 1968 film, "Danger: Diabolik".  It's all good.

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-13885129925374832282009-01-09T10:31:00.007-06:002009-01-09T10:59:24.287-06:00

Life is pretty busy lately, but I wanted to share something with you fine internet people.  Hulu has done something great: they have made the film "Red Shoe Diaries" and the first season of the Showtime series of the same name available online. "Red Shoe Diaries" is one of the better series Showtime aired, and as a teen I tried to watch it every chance I had.  Maybe the plots weren't always

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-88679330684999216552009-01-07T10:30:00.001-06:002009-01-07T10:30:00.495-06:00

We're lucky enough to have a small balcony.  It has provided a nice place for V. and I to sit, and our dog, Charlie, loves to lie out in the sun.  People can step outside to smoke during gatherings.  Sometimes, we even get to watch fireworks over the trees.Watching a documentary on Cuba and their peak oil crisis made me think of another way we could use the balcony.We're going to build a short

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-71559054002395287322009-01-03T10:47:00.004-06:002009-01-03T12:21:33.714-06:00

I'm turning into one of "those guys".  No, not the ones that always have visible ass-crack or that belch loudly in public or that end up on the sex-offender registries.I'm turning into one of those guys that puts hot sauce on everything.  Specifically, my new beloved:Tuong Ot Sriracha.  It's a yummy blend of chili, sugar, salt, garlic, and vinegar.  If you've been to a Chinese restaurant sometime

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-65657982390957272282009-01-01T10:57:00.003-06:002009-01-01T11:17:28.739-06:00

Forget an end-of-year post for 2008.  It was a year; it had high and low points.  Let's talk about THIS year, 2009!  I wasn't particularly excited last night when it rolled in, but I will say that instead of having a huge shindig, V. and I were hanging out with a good group of folks that make us smile.  I hope that's an indicator of the year we have ahead of us all: perhaps nothing truly

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-57658485270940084892008-12-23T16:41:00.004-06:002008-12-23T17:05:11.154-06:00

I found these instructions in pieces across the net, but mostly here.  Just thought I'd repost it in a short, concise format for your holiday usage.  I want to give you back the files that you already bought.  This conversion method requires the use of two Windows computers.Using the first computer, get an Audible account and the latest version of Audible Manager.  Make sure your account is set

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-88391725811784217832008-12-22T13:52:00.009-06:002008-12-22T14:33:38.348-06:00

V., E. and I usually make a road trip to Americus, GA to see my family at Christmastime.  This year, we also brought along V.'s older kids, Britches and Stiney.  I worried about how the trip would go - it's a long way and we're not used to having all three kids in the car for more than an hour.  We prepared as best we could, using a lot of the ideas and print-outs from Mom's Minivan and finding

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-30843843800261803932008-12-17T22:00:00.000-06:002008-12-17T19:08:37.944-06:00

Check it out!  This is my first attempt at a video blog, and it's all about the Youth International Party, better known as Yippies!VIDEO GOES HERE WHEN I CAN GET IT ON A BETTER HOST WITHOUT AUDIO ISSUESMore about Yippies:Youth International Party, Abbie Hoffman, and Jerry Rubin on WikipediaOnline copy of Steal This BookYippies Colorado, and details of their protest at 2008's Democratic National

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I'm pretty lucky. About nine or ten years ago (good God) I created an interesting, unique name to use online. Aside from sharing it around as a surname with a select few people, no one else uses or has ever used it. If you search for "thraeryn" on the net, I can tell you something about every result. If you message "thraeryn" on an instant messenger (and the user exists), you'll get me. It's

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-59487386668443790872008-12-11T15:28:00.004-06:002008-12-11T16:13:07.762-06:00

For  several days, E. pestered me to go to the zoo.  I finally decided that we would go yesterday, Wednesday.  (Didn't change the pestering much; little girl has very little time sense yet.)  Of course, yesterday was one of the coldest days we had this winter season.  Regardless, E. was still dead-set on going, so I obligingly dressed us warmly, put on our snappy gloves, hopped in the car and

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-29362209620535822402008-12-11T10:13:00.005-06:002008-12-11T12:49:20.154-06:00

I had a very, very sad dream at some point last night.  That's pretty unusual for me.  First, I don't regularly remember my dreams.  Second, my nighttime mental ramblings routinely fall into the "weird" category, with plots revolving around my being able to fly and back in high school, etc.  I can only remember one other dream that really, truly fits the "sad" bill, and in that one I died.I

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Apparently, all of my technology is deciding to take the holidays off.  What a fun time of year for this to happen!The phone I borrow from a friend of ours has been on the fritz for a long while now.  Its battery is particularly fussy, and if it's nudged just a bit out of whack it turns the phone off.  Remove the back cover, reseat the battery, and all is fine again.  It's not a big problem . . .

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I lose so many gloves. Every year, I buy at least one pair of gloves.  Sometimes they're cheap, knit wool gloves.  Other years, they're sexy (and cheap) Thinsulate driving gloves.  While I was in Canada, I found myself the not-so-proud owner of a thick pair of lobster-claw mittens.  With the exception of the black lobster claws, I always face the same problem: one glove somehow becomes separated

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-43508200814087653612008-12-09T15:50:00.003-06:002008-12-09T15:57:11.251-06:00

This blog has successfully moved!  It's on its own domain now, http://www.thraeryn.com.  Blogger tries to make this sort of thing easy, but it was still full of sucktastic little errors and pitfalls.  I have triumphed, however, and not only does www.thraeryn.com redirect here, but so does thraeryn.org!  (The method is a little different, but it works.)I encourage everyone reading to do two things

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-66994486325512879962008-12-04T16:41:00.003-06:002008-12-04T18:08:03.577-06:00

There shouldn't be a season involved with charity.  Seems like the current one is, though, so it's on my mind lately.I donated $10 earlier this week to Child's Play via the Desert Bus for Hope crew.  Those folks really have their hearts in the right places: they realized that together, they could do something silly and (reasonably) painless that would make life happier for many children in

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-54137988115314121232008-12-01T09:41:00.003-06:002008-12-01T09:57:45.313-06:00

The holidays are a wonderful time.  Not because I like turkey or fellowship (Psh!), but because Child's Play starts their annual charity push, and that means . . . Desert Bus for Hope!  Watch people play the most boring video game ever created in order to raise money for charity!  If you donate, they keep playing!  They are also dancing monkeys for the donations.  All manner of tomfoolery can be

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-5467323396278302372008-11-23T21:23:00.003-06:002008-11-23T21:25:26.473-06:00

Why, if I pay my bill online Friday morning, don't the charges at least register as pending on my bank account by Friday afternoon? Which clearing house do you use - Publisher's?(sent via their contact form.  we'll see what response I receive.)

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-15640567881408610432008-11-23T15:38:00.003-06:002008-11-23T15:52:10.231-06:00

Me: I will shortly send you a file that should help you view Hulu and other US video sites.Her: thanks :)Me: Oh, wait.Me: Yeah, never mind, you are on mac.Her: true. I'm out of luck!Me: Mac usage makes me sad.Me: You use mac. J1 and J2 use mac.Me: I can't send you folks anything useful.[ snip ]Me: I don't understand Mac usage. :(Her: **patpat**Her: It's for people who don't want to think about

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An excerpt from a conversation with a friend.  Bear in mind, I'm not a pro - I only do tech support on the family computers.  If I had to go into work and deal with similar issues, I'd be on the fast track to substance abuse and suicide.[17:16] Thraeryn: God, I hate that computer[17:27] J1: J2 has a secure position in my family as the only one who can fix their computers[17:27] Thraeryn: It's a

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-80934967044673885842008-11-17T10:11:00.003-06:002008-11-17T10:13:36.821-06:00

Love is giving your daughter the last of the potato chips without telling her you wanted some, too.

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This post is supposed to wait a little while before appearing.

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Yeah, in the future I should just talk to people when I feel weird instead of posting on my blog because they're not available to talk that very second.  I'm sorry.

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-52944802403826376322008-10-25T09:19:00.003-05:002008-10-25T09:54:07.598-05:00

I'm not doing a very good job of keeping this blog updated, am I?I spend a lot of time these days online (which is nothing new) chatting with V., my "three weeks new" lover, Lady J., and her husband, J.  We talk about a lot of different things, as you'd expect new friends to do.  We slowly learn each others' pasts while sharing and helping with a few of the problems the present brings.  I feel

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-28716468252258603702008-10-17T09:56:00.006-05:002008-10-17T11:46:52.143-05:00

You know, I remember it all starting with the Hardee's Monster Burger. I believe the BK Stacker came next, followed by the Wendy's Baconator.  A new era in the Burger Wars began.  Each restaurant raced to put a huge bacon cheeseburger on their menu, striving to offer more bacon, thicker patties of beef, better sauces.  Each tried to give their public something more patently health-ruinous.  Even

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-8551334628274270232008-10-13T08:08:00.004-05:002008-10-13T08:27:06.992-05:00

I think I'll be able to manage my time a bit better this week. I need to at least try. No neglecting this blog when I have ideas, no guest blogging elsewhere unless something awesome happens that deserves documentation.How many times in your life have you met people that you're just naturally comfortable knowing? For a while, it seems like you try to find any excuse to see them because things

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-86465946344981687772008-10-12T13:29:00.001-05:002008-10-12T13:31:02.066-05:00

I know I've ignored you lately, little blog. I'm sorry, but I'm just having too much sex right now to stop by regularly.

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-68482252695781836372008-10-10T10:06:00.001-05:002008-10-10T10:06:22.246-05:00

A friend of mine has asked to be a regular guest on their blog!  :D. . . I totally can't tell you which one, though, or where it is.  Sorry.If you're in the know enough to have figured out whom I'm talking about, keep an eye out for my first entry on there.  ;)

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-31635931181624679142008-10-10T10:02:00.000-05:002008-10-10T10:03:04.170-05:00

You're familiar with the phrase, "Man's reach exceeds his grasp"?  It's a lie.  Man's grasp exceeds his nerve.It's strange.  I don't really believe that there's ever too much of a good thing.  However, I still worry that if I try to take too much, I'll suddenly find my hands empty.  Ridiculous.Most of the time, thankfully, I can simply live in the moment and appreciate the good that I'm getting.

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-38320572615455875122008-10-07T10:06:00.000-05:002008-10-07T10:09:39.492-05:00

Since I started my relationship with V., I have more sexual partners under my belt (so to speak) than I did in all the years before.  I don't think that's the sole reason our relationship is the longest and strongest I've ever had, but it sure doesn't hurt.

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-60069513276553079682008-10-05T20:12:00.000-05:002008-10-05T20:15:13.283-05:00

You are beautiful.There I was, sitting with a vodka cran and waiting for The Prestige to start at River Oaks last night.  Suddenly, you and a stream of your compatriots flooded the theater aisle and overtook the stage like a well-trained junta.  The watching crowd (all seven of us) sat in awe, awaiting the next move, wondering what this invasion portended.The boom box came out.  The music began.

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-22443793084289136002008-10-02T10:26:00.000-05:002008-10-02T10:30:04.023-05:00

I love my little brother.  He's a genuinely good, smart guy.  He's friendly and nice and would do a lot for people.  Right now he is overseas doing missionary work (which is why I can't link to his blog; the authorities over there aren't always kind).  He's involved in something he strongly believes will help people spiritually.As such, it would be mighty awkward to go bragging to him about the

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-45790803432868258932008-10-02T01:16:00.000-05:002008-10-02T01:19:07.686-05:00

So, I took a friend of mine out on a date tonight.  We had a fun time, despite:nearly missing the turn for the restaurant we wanted,arriving to find that the Indian restaurant was decidedly NOT open,doing a lot of circling to get to our second choice of eatery, andspending the dinner under the watchful gaze of an androgynous, painted angel with a tuft of cloud on its helmet.The food was pretty

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-49223733564738121002008-09-23T09:47:00.002-05:002008-09-23T10:06:04.086-05:00

From the "Kinda Wish This One Existed" file: Giada De Laurentiis apparently has a show on Foot Network!I always hear complaints about her creepy smile; maybe someone close to Giada let the networks know they were focusing on the wrong end of the woman. Either way, I hope Everyday Italian's move to a new network is a happy one for cast, crew, and fetish viewers.

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-72389161809062073172008-09-22T09:15:00.003-05:002008-09-22T09:23:01.064-05:00

Here is your Phrase of the Moment for 22 Sept 2008:I'll take "Beautiful Tits" for two handfuls, Alex!Try to use the phrase in your conversations over the next few days, or until the next Phrase of the Moment!Rights to this and all Phrase of the Moment entries reserved under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works license.

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-16378582971243472672008-09-21T11:24:00.001-05:002008-09-21T11:31:03.453-05:00

Ah, Ike. How you have disrupted Houston's blogging community, uprooting trees and breaking windows like the lovable scamp you were. None of us are sad that you're gone, for your memory stays with us.I don't want you to think I disappeared. As Sinistar would tell you, "I. LIVE!" My time was spent reading Neal Stephenson's Anathem (which is a wonderful book, and one you should all read),

Thraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07625321950561549995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824513108079601666.post-16764582436045032112008-09-16T19:12:00.003-05:002008-09-16T19:23:26.096-05:00

I wish the world was a bit more dangerous. If there were more small disasters that affected communities, there'd be more community action. More people would randomly help their fellow man, and they would be far less full of themselves. It's hard to feel full of yourself or separated from your neighbor when you're both waiting in line for water and ice. It's easy to feel like part of a

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E. rhymes really well these days.  She listens to conversations, takes one or two words, and changes the starting sounds to make new words (real and fake).A recent discourse here at the HoD:R.: I wondered who you were talking to, Tim.Me: I was talking to Chris.E.: You were talking to piss!She's a funny moppet. :D

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It was very strange.  We sat around Friday with nothing to do until the evening.  The wind started first, blowing and rattling windows, but the rain didn't follow until HOURS passed.  We had power and internet for quite a long while (with an occaisional stutter) and were strangely connected to our friends while we were simultaneously bottled inside our house.It rattled.  It rained.  The windows

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There's a tight, twisted feeling in my stomach right now.  I hope writing this post will get it out.  I'm reluctant to do so, because it's largely about another person and I know they read this blog now and then.  To that person: I have forgiven you, and I don't think of this very often.  That said, I will probably always hate this night.Just one night.  My woman at the time went out with some

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I looked up at the two small baby dolls of the sort that E. carries.  They both had faces that were exceedingly ugly: not inhuman or grotesque, but with odd, creepy features better suited to old people than babies.  Wrinkles, wide eyes, a tuft of wispy, white hair atop each head.  They sat on a counter, and I knew they were asleep before, but awake now.   Their mouths opened and gaped at me in

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Why do politicians tell so many easily-found, demonstrable lies these days? Some things are facts, and a couple of interns with access to news archives can prove that a candidate DID work with the other party on bipartisan legislation, that a candidate DID change most of his professed views to align them with the current President, that a candidate DID support government money for local

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If you want to know about her speech last night, read this.  It's a pretty good (if poorly formatted) review.  My thoughts on the woman:She is the Republican Party's Trophy Wife Candidate.  As one person said about her speech, she came off a bit like the school valedictorian who was also a former cheerleader.  She's not a spring chicken, but is still good-looking enough to make your buddies

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(Edit: This is to the average beer drinker.  You'll know if you qualify by the end.)Fuck off.You're not really drinking, you know.  When you drink, the liquid you consume is more than 10% alcohol by volume.  Even most of the girliest components of the fruitiest bar drinks are at least 40 proof.  That's right: Midori has twice the alcohol content.  MIDORI has twice the alcohol content.  Midori has

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Rock the Bayou has been awesome, and should continue to be so. The organization leaves much to be desired sometimes, but I'm giving the promoter a bit of leeway since this is apparently his first event ever, it's the first year for this festival, and the lineup of bands is EXCELLENT.I have no worries that Gustav will hit Houston. I don't even worry that we'll get enough rain to flood seriously.

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I don't know how many blog posts I've made about my hair lately. I had to go with Manic Panic Ultra Violet; they didn't have Purple Haze.

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(There's a poll at the end of this post, so please click through!)I am trying to decide what color I should next dye my hair. I want a dark, strong color that will take without bleaching. I looked at my options, and I settled on two choices: the Manic Panic colors Purple Haze and After Midnight Blue. I know which color I like, but I wanted to get opinions other than my own (especially female

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Same as the old hair! I haven't had hair this short in years.It surprises me every time I walk by a mirror. Looks good, though. Sometime soon I'll probably start dying it purple. Purple shouldn't require bleaching, shouldn't damage my hair so much. I might even be able to dye my mustache and beard purple. Think I should?

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