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‘tmp_lkojfghx’, catching up

Since I had my issue where all of the files on my host were set to 400 permissions (read only) my WordPress blog had been acting weird, specifically I could no longer use the WYSIWYG editor.  I knew it had to be related to the issue I had earlier but could not find the cause.  Well today as I was digging around I noticed that my wp-config.php file had a huge chunk of code on the end that seemed to not belong.  The function started with ‘tmp_lkojfghx’.  Well evidently this was part of whatever occurred that reset permissions.  This chunk of code looks to try to refer web visitors to a Viagra site.  The problem is tracking down where this all originated.  From what I read this could have come from something on my site OR anyone else that hosts on the same server that got compromised.  IX, my host doesn’t seem very interested in finding out what exactly happened.  I am turning up the pressure on them.  Well anyway, I removed the malicious code and my blog editor now works again as it should.

Ali and I Tivo’d the Olympic opening ceremony since we knew we couldn’t watch it with company over.  Wow that was some amazing stuff.  The scale of the performance was mind blowing and a bit scary.  The thousands of Chinese all performing moves with robotic precision was incredible.  I wouldn’t want 1.3 billion of them pissed off at us.  It seems like when they have a stated objective, they will move relentlessly towards it with an iron, icy, ruthless manner.  They almost remind me of the Borg.

On Wednesday I decided to go to the county clinic for my eye.  Even though the pain from light had subsided, the eye was still very red so I figured I better have it checked out.  The PA at the clinic couldn’t determine much either and referred me to an opthamologist whom I visited yesterday.  I sat down in the chair and went through a series of exams.  They dropped some yellowish dye into my eye to help them determine if there were any scratches.  I stuck my head on what looks to be a modern torture device so they could look even closer.  One of the things that Ali always told me sucked about eye exams was when they blow a quick blast of air into your eye to measure pressure.  Well the doctor mentioned something about pressure and moved some device real close to my eye.  I instantly panicked and figured he was going to hit me with a blast.  I started to sweat profusely in anticipation of the unpleasant experience.  Well the blast never came, whatever he was doing didn’t involve any air.  So anyway they did not find anything definitive but prescribed me some generic antibiotic/steroid drops that should wipe out whatever is going on.  By last night my bad eye looked almost clear although I was a bit distressed to see that this morning it was a bit red again.

There is a bunch of stuff I want to get done this weekend and I tried to get a head start by knocking out the mowing last night.  I started at about 6:30 and figured I’d have time to mow and weed whack.  Well I miscalculated when daylight ends.  I wound up mowing the last section of grass by tractor headlights.  Ali came out wondering why the hell I was mowing in the dark.  I told her I wanted to get it done so we had one less thing to do over the weekend. 

The weekend will be busy, plain and simple.

The gang was all here

It’s hard to remember all that went down in the past 5 or 6 days so I’ll dump out what I can remember and try to fill in the gaps as I can. I was off Thursday even though everyone didn’t arrive until late in the afternoon. I was busy all day getting things ready around the house but the big project was shampooing the rugs. In retrospect I’m not sure what the point was because it’s already hard to tell I cleaned them after having people over for a few days.

So I headed out to the airport to pick up my brother Todd and my four year old niece Caroline. I was surprised when I got a call just as I pulled into the cell phone lot. Todd said their flight landed early, they already had their bags and were ready to go. So I immediately head over to the terminal and pick them up. As we were pulling out Todd tried calling my sister who was supposed to land a half hour before him to see where she was. She said they were just leaving the airport as well and they were in a black Jeep. Todd turns around and notices there is a black Jeep behind us. Yep, it was them, funny stuff. So they followed us back to mom’s place where a big dinner was planned.

Mom has not seen Caroline since she was a tiny infant. I’m sure it was weird for her seeing her grandaughter in person. Caroline was a bit shy at first but loosened up quickly. Caroline also had never met her 2 year old cousin Emily. She quickly warmed up to her as well and immediately tried to engage her in play. It was cute. We had a belated birthday party for Caroline, her birthday was the day before. She ripped into her presents within minutes of us arriving. About a half hour later Ali showed up after work to join the fun.

Having two little kids in a house quickly transforms it into a crime scene. Stuff gets scattered about in a very rapid fashion. I knew that it would be tough for mom whom has lived sans kids for nearly two decades. I had already prepared myself for the chaos and embraced it. I knew things would be crazy but it was only for a short time and I viewed it as a positive thing since it is an extremely rare situation to have the three original Duffey kids together with mom any more.

We all sit down to dinner at our fold up table I had brought over the weekend before. The eight of us fit, barely. We enjoyed our meal but then the true star of the show came out, the birthday cake, Mom’s famous chocolate birthday cake. I love this cake. The icing is sinful and the chocolate cake itself is moist and wonderful. Two of the main ingredients are butter, lots of it and coffee. It is probably my favorite desert on the planet. Mom passed the recipe to Ali which I am grateful for although we don’t make it much due to my dietary desires. Well anyway the cake was top notch as always. Mom’s friend and co-worker, whom also lives in the same complex came down for cake and to see the kids.

We hung around mom’s for awhile, mostly watching the kids play. It was cool to see the girls getting along. Eventually we packed up and headed back to our place with Todd and Caroline. Ali and I were quite tired. Todd told me that he was surprised when Ali and I packed it in around 10 or so. He let’s Caroline stay up late when she is on vacation, she didn’t go to bed until 11:30 or so.

So Friday was planned out to be a beach day. In the morning while we were waiting to go I showed Todd the Wii. That was the start of many hours of Wii battles over the 5 days which were mostly dominated by me of course. Mom wanted us to go to a beach we never visited before, Barefoot Beach which is right on the northern Collier County border. It’s a county park. I was annoyed to pay 6 dollars to park there since I didn’t have a beach sticker on the party van. We took the van so we didn’t have to crud up the Camry with sand, salt and sweat.

Barefoot beach is a natural beach with minimal amenities. The beach wasn’t very full at all. The girls headed straight for the water. We all joined them for periods of time. I spent time playing with both of the girls, helping Caroline mix up her sand soup and keeping an eye on Emily to make sure she stayed out of trouble. Somewhere during that time Emily held her hands up to me motioning she wanted me to pick her up. Once I had her she plopped her head on my shoulder and seemed to be totally at ease. It was the start of what was a bizarre phenomenon over the next few days. She wanted me to hold her all the time. If I tried to put her down she would grasp on tightly around my neck. She just loved being with Uncle Shawn for some reason.

A couple hours at the beach are all that is required to get burned badly in the intense Florida sun so we packed up and got ready to head out. Our crew headed back to our house after stopping at the grocery store while the rest headed back to Mom’s. We decided to just do our own thing for dinner that night. Our thing was grabbing pizza at Publix. My mom, sister and brother-in-law ran to Applebee’s. Friday evening Todd, Caroline, Ali and I spent a lot of time in our pool. Ali bought a bunch of additional pool toys for the occasion and Caroline put them to good use. She loved the pool and was a whirlwind of wet energy, jumping, swimming and splashing non-stop for a couple hours.

One thing we had to get used to was the rapid fire stream of questions a four year old child can generate. I guess there are lots of things to learn at that age. Most of the questions were directed at Todd but I fielded my fair share and didn’t mind. I was just happy that Caroline was comfortable enough around us to ask us stuff. When we saw her in June she was very shy around me.

I had floated out half jokingly to my brother-in-law about possibly helping me install a new front door since he builds houses for a living. He was all gung-ho about it and said it isn’t a big deal and should only take a couple hours. I wasn’t going to take him up on it originally but when Saturday morning came around I changed my mind and figured I would ask him if he was serious about his willingness to help me do it. The plan already was for the girls to go out shopping at the outlets anyway while he was coming over to hang out with Todd and I and play Wii. So I called him up and asked him again if he would be ok with helping me. Again he enthusiastically said he was cool with helping and again he said it shouldn’t take that long. In my mind I figured two hours to do the door and then we would play Wii for the rest of the day, awesome.

So I go pick up Damon and we head to Home Depot. He knows exactly what is needed for a door installation which is very helpful. I already knew the door I wanted to get. It wasn’t fancy or expensive but it matched our existing windows. The only other thing was I wanted to convert from an inswing door that we currently had to an outswing door which is what current code requires because it is much stronger when it comes to hurricane situations. Damon picked out a door that seemed to be be the best of the bunch and after grabbing the other supplies we were on the way back to the house.

The first thing to do was demolition. Originally Damon said we may be able to keep some of the existing parts of the door like the interior trim and the exterior brick molding. However after some of the pieces broke that plan was scuttled and we just started ripping and prying. Todd jumped in and helped as well. Removing the old door wasn’t too bad of a job. There were a couple screws that had to be cut with my big sawzaw. Ripping out the old door revealed how badly it needed to be replaced. Much of the wood near the lower hinge was wet and rotted from the bad installation. There were various bugs scooting around in the multiple gaps around the door seal. It was just a mess.

Damon laughed at some of the tools I presented him with, namely my little 2 foot level and 25 year old utility knives. I explained I fixed computers for a living instead of building houses, my tool collection was not bad for a computer geek. A lot of my time was spent retrieving various tools that Damon needed for various aspects of the job. One of my main contributions was wiring the security system back up to the new door. We got the new door in place but it became apparent that we needed a few other things from Home Depot to complete the job , so out the door we went and headed back. It had already became very apparent that this was not going to be a two hour job.

At Home Depot our plan morphed a few times. It was apparent that trying to use brick molding with the new installation was going to be problematic so instead we got some cedar instead to go around the outer edges of the exterior door frame. Cedar is a hardwood that is rot resistant, a perfect fit for the weather conditions it will be exposed to. We got back as storms were getting ready to roll in. We did a bit more work but then took a break to play some Wii since we knew once the girls got back Wii playing would be hard to come by.

Todd, Damon and I had a blast playing Wii sports. We played and drank beer for a couple hours until the shoppers got back. Once they got back Damon and I started on the door again. It was a bit tough because we also were doing a cook out for everyone and one of my responsibilities was to cook the food.

So I fired up the grill and then went back to check on the door progress. I could tell the women were getting annoyed that we were still f’ing around with the door as it approached 6pm. I went back to check on the grill and saw the temp gauge had not moved. I was out of propane, shit. So I told Damon I had to run to get propane. He said it was no big deal and he should have the outside framing done by the time I got back. He wasn’t kidding, when I pulled back in the driveway the framing was up and caulked. The one mitre joint had a space in it from a slight measuring miscalculation but the gap could be easily caulked to hide it’s existence. All that was left was to put up the new pieces of trim on the inside of the door.

Todd offered up that he could handle the grilling responsibilities while I helped Damon finish up which was a big help. We got the trim up just in time to eat. Evidently Todd had a fire flare up on the grill because I had all three burners turned on which made it very hot. The burgers and dogs were all WELL done. 🙂 After dinner and hanging out at our place for awhile my mom, sis, Damon and Emily packed up and headed home. Both Ali and I made sure to let both Todd and Damon know how much we appreciated their help in the door project. If I would have tackled the project myself as I planned, I’m sure I would have screwed it up.

So we made plans on Sunday to have a full pool day out at our place. In the morning Todd and I played the Wii as well as watch some of the Olympics. We watched a lot of the Olympics while they were here, we enjoyed it. So everyone showed up and we simply ate the leftovers from the day before, which there were many of. We had fun playing in the pool with the girls. We decided that we would go out to eat that night, our only night out to eat during the entire trip at Carraba’s.

It seems every time I go back to my favorite Carraba’s I get more disappointed. They keep removing aspects of it that made it unique and interesting for me. The last time we went I noticed that they no longer played “Learn to speak Italian” in the bathrooms which was a bummer. They also severely cut down on the selections on the menu. This time I noticed that they removed all of the fake vines they had in the trellis over the booth area as well as trellis and vines that used to be over the main dining area. They also used to have dividers between the main sections of the room that helped break it up a bit. That’s all gone. It’s just one open, boring space now. I’d love to know who’s bright idea that was. Well at least they still make good food.

During the afternoon on Sunday I developed a bizarre eye problem. All of a sudden bright light was causing me all sorts of pain in my right eye. Going outside and looking anywhere near the sun was impossible, I had to look down and shield my eyes. I didn’t recall doing ANYTHING to my eyes to cause a problem. Nothing dropped in them, I didn’t scratch them and it didn’t feel like I had anything stuck in them. It just hurt like hell to look at bright light. My right eye also started to become very bloodshot as a result of whatever was causing my issue.

On Monday our plan was to go to the water park. The weather for most of my family’s visit had not been very cooperative. Instead of the normal brief afternoon thunderstorms, we were getting substantial storms rolling in mid-morning which was screwing up our outdoor activities. Well Monday was no exception. The park opened at 10 and we arrived right on time to try to snag a primo spot under an umbrella. Well on cue it started to rain hard as we approached. The water park did not open because of the storms. They said they could open later if the weather cleared up. So now we had to formulate a new plan. We wound up going down to Loudermilk Park to hang at the beach a bit, hoping we could still hit the water park later.

By the time we got to the beach the rain had stopped. The sand was nearly empty which was nice. My mom wasn’t thrilled about coming to Loudermilk but my sister said she thought it looked really nice, which it is. I only waded into the water up to my knees, I didn’t feel like getting all nasty since we had the Camry. Mom, and Ali stayed out of the water as well. We ate lunch there and then I called the water park for a status update. I was happy to hear they were now open. We piled in the car and drove north again.

As I mentioned before, my niece Caroline is always full of questions. One of the funniest ones is the “are we there yet?” one that starts no longer than 30 seconds after putting the car into DRIVE. A 15 minute ride in the car is an eternity to a four year old. Especially a four year old that is used to watching dvd’s whenever she is in a vehicle.

So we arrive at the water park and head up to the front gate. We walk up in the middle of a tirade by some chubby British woman that is screaming at the young girl at the desk about something. The girl at the desk got fed up and dropped her shade on the woman when she had enough. Eventually a “supervisor” came up and the woman started in on him. We got our tickets and headed in. Because of the bad weather earlier in the day and because it was Monday, the place was not full at all which was a bonus. It didn’t take long for the girls to head over to the kiddie pool area.

There was lots of fun to be had. The girls were too small to do the water slides but there was plenty of other stuff to keep them occupied. During our time there I spent a lot of time holding Emily. Over the course of their visit Emily became more and more attached to me. She was constantly wanting me to hold her. When I was holding her and someone else offered to come up and take her she would clutch onto my neck and yell “No!” It was very cute.

There was one annoying moment at the water park when Ali and I waded into the pool that is designated as the up to 12 year old area. Todd was at the far end playing with Caroline and Ali and I were heading up to hang up with them so we step into the pool and head that way. The kid lifeguard stops us and says that the only adults that are supposed to be in this pool are parents directly helping younger kids to swim. I immediately assured the kid that we were only going up to the far end to be with my niece. Well evidently this was still taboo. I found the whole situation annoying and absurd but I didn’t feel like making a scene so I just said “Whatever….” and exited the pool and walked along the edge.

During the visit to the water park I had my sunglasses on the entire time to shield my eye from the bright light. At some point I noticed that the light didn’t seem to be bothering me much so I took off my glasses and looked around. The searing pain was gone, wtf?? I theorized that my pain was caused by something that was in that eye and that in the course of splashing down in the water park I may have dislodged whatever it was. It was the only thing that made sense.

My sis and their crew packed up and headed out earlier than we did. They were worried about Emily getting sunburned since they had a long flight on a plane the next day. Todd, Caroline, Ali and I stuck around for another hour or so. Ali watched Emily while Todd and I got to try out each of the water slides which was cool. Todd and I had many memorable trips to the water slides in Rehoboth growing up, it brought back some of those memories.

After our water slide rides we enjoyed some ice cream and then packed up and headed home. Mom once again was preparing a big send off dinner. We headed there Monday evening and once again crowded around our fold out table for a good dinner. After dinner I went with Damon to Target for him to pick up a portable dvd player as well as stop for him to get his ice cream fix. We hung out at mom’s until close to 10 before heading out. We said our final good byes to Torrin and Damon as they had an early flight out Tuesday morning. I again was holding Emily for most of the evening and she was not very happy when I had to put her down to leave. I heard her blood curdling scream a good 30 feet outside mom’s closed front door. I felt bad.

So Todd’s flight didn’t leave until around midday Tuesday. Tuesday morning he packed up and then we just farted around a bit. Caroline and I bonded some more as she helped me fill the bird feeders and then played played big bat baseball with Todd and I. Then right before we were ready to go I had a 15 minute session of doing nothing but picking her up and throwing her into a pile of pillows on their bed. She found this game to quite enjoyable. We loaded up in the car and I dropped them off. Caroline was quiet when I picked her up and gave her a kiss on her forehead goodbye. I think she was a bit sad and didn’t know how to express it. Todd said he had fun. I hope they come down more often. I think Todd now realizes it isn’t that big of a deal to come down for a long weekend. He said something about maybe coming down over the winter which would be fun too.

After I dropped them off and pulled away I felt a bit sad as well. It was one of the few times I felt a negative about living in Florida. It would be nice to be a regular part of my niece’s lives. The weirdness continued when I got home to an empty, quiet house, something it hadn’t been for the past 5 days. I thought the visit was great. Sure there was stress from everyone being together and the conflicts that are generated when you try to mesh various routines. However I really made an effort to let that stuff slip off my back and just appreciate that everyone was together. I think I did a surprisingly good job of doing just that, something I don’t normally do very well.

A few notes about the visit.

Todd’s hair is very long and very blonde. He swears he isn’t using Sun In and that it is just the result of Caroline and him going to the pool regularly. I still don’t believe him. I told him it was ok, the one summer I used Sun In I didn’t fess up to it either.

I don’t think anything makes a woman think you are a nicer guy then when you hold a baby and don’t appear to mind doing so.

Mom smoked like a fiend during the visit. The stress of having her routine smashed was very apparent.

Todd smokes as well unfortunately.

Nicki was very freaked out by the visitors, especially initially. However by the time they were ready to go she warmed up to everyone, including Caroline. Since they left I have caught her going over towards the spare bedroom looking for them.

The Olympics look GREAT in HD. Todd and I watched a lot of it. I saw the first games of Hand Ball of my life. What a bizarre sport that is.

Ugh

The site is a bit screwy right now. Somehow file permissions on all my content was set to 400 permissions which has screwed up a number of things. It appears this was triggered by some malicious PHP script, unfortunately my web host is unable to assist me in any way as far as tracking down where it came from.

Hopefully soon I’ll start recapping the family visit.

Jets?????

I can’t believe Brett Favre would agree to be traded to the Jets. WTF??? They were 4-12 last year. Why come out of retirement to play for a scrub team? This was entered via my Ipod Touch using the native WordPress app.

Email forward classic

Most have seen some variation of this list but it still makes me laugh.

How to Poop at Work

We’ve all been there but don’t like to admit it.

We’ve all kicked back in our cubicles and suddenly felt something brewing down below.

As much as we try to convince ourselves otherwise, the WORK POOP is inevitable.

For those who hate pooping at work, following is the Survival Guide for taking a dump at work.

*CROP DUSTING* When farting, you walk really fast around the office so the smell is not in your area and everyone else gets a whiff, but doesn’t know where i t came from. Be careful when you do this.

Do not stop until the full fart has been expelled.

Walk an extra 30 feet to make sure the smell has left your pants.

*FLY BY* The act of scouting out a bathroom before pooping.

Walk in and check for other poopers.

If there are others in the bathroom, leave and come back again. Be careful not to become a FREQUENT FLYER. People may become suspicious if they catch you constantly going into the bathroom.

*ESCAPEE* A fart that slips out while taking a pee or forcing a poop in a stall. This is usually accompanied by a sudden wave of embarrassment.. If you release an escapee, do not acknowledge it.

Pretend it did not happen.

If you are a man and are standing next to the farter in the urinal, pretend you did not hear it. No one likes an escapee.

It is uncomfortable for all involved.

Making a joke or laughing makes both parties feel uneasy.

*JAILBREA K* When forcing a poop, several farts slip out at a machine gun pace.

This is usually a side effect of diarrhea or a hangover If this should happen, do not panic.

Remain in the stall until everyone has left the bathroom to spare everyone the awkwardness of what just occurred.

*COURTESY FLUSH* The act of flushing the toilet the instant the poop hits the water.

This reduces the amount of air time the poop has to stink up the bathroom.

This can help you avoid being caught doing the WALK OF SHAME.

*WALK OF SHAME* Walking from the stall, to the sink, to the door after you have just stunk up the bathroom.

This can be a very uncomfortable moment if someone walks in and busts you.

As with farts, it is best to pretend that the smell does not exist.

Can be avoided with the use of the COURTESY FLUSH.

*OUT OF THE CLOSET POOPER* A colleague who poops at work and is doggone proud of it.

You will often see an Out Of The Closet Pooper enter the bathroom with a newspaper or magazine under their arm.

Always look around the office for the Out Of The Closet Pooper before entering the bathroom.

*THE POOPING FRIENDS NETWORK (P.F.N)* A group of co-workers who band together to ensure emergency pooping goes off without incident.

This group can help you to monitor the whereabouts of Out Of The Closet Poopers, and identify SAFE HAVENS.

*SAFE HAVENS* A seldom used bathroom somewhere in the building where you can least expect visitors.

Try floors that are predominantly of the opposite sex.

This will reduce the odds of a pooper of your sex entering the bathroom.

*TURD BURGLAR* Someone who does not realize that you a re in the stall and tries to force the door open.

This is one of the most shocking and vulnerable moments that can occur when taking a poop at work.

If this occurs, remain in the stall until the Turd Burglar leaves.

This way you will avoid all uncomfortable eye contact.

*CAMO-COUGH* A phony cough that alerts all new entrants into the bathroom that you are in a stall.

This can be used to cover-up a WATERMELON, or to alert potential Turd Burglars.

Very effective when used in conjunction with a SHIRLEY TEMPLE.

*SHIRLEY TEMPLE* A subtle toe-tapping that is used to alert potential Turd Burglars that you are occupying a stall.

This will remove all doubt that the stall is occupied.

If you hear a SHIRLEY TEMPLE, leave the bathroom immediately so the pooper can poop in peace.

*WATERMELON* A poop that creates a loud splash when hitting the toilet water. This is also an embarrassing incident.

If you feel a Watermelon coming on, create a diversion. See CAMO-COUGH.

*HAVANA-OMELET* A case of diarrhea that creates a series of loud splashes in the toilet water. Often accompanied by a n Escapee.

Try using a CAMO-COUGH with a SHIRLEY TEMPLE.

*AUNT BETTY* A bathroom user who seems to linger around forever…Could spend extended lengths of time in front of the mirror or sitting on the pot.

An AUNT BETTY makes it difficult to relax while on the crapper, as you should always wait to poop when the bathroom is empty.

This benefits you as well as the other bathroom attendees

SOME VARIETIES OF POOP YOU SHOULD BE AWARE OF~

The King Poop = This kind is the kind of poop that killed Elvis.

It doesn’t come until you’re all sweaty, trembling and purple from straining so hard.

Bali Belly Poop = You poop so much you lose 5 lbs.

Cement Block = You wish you’d gotten a spinal block before you poop.

Cork Poop (Also Known as Floater Poop) = Even after the third flush, it’s still floating in there.

How do I get rid of it? This poop usually happens at someone else’s house.

The Bungee Poop = The kind of poop that just hangs off your rear before it falls into the water.

The Crippler = The kind of poop where you have to sit on the toilet so long your legs go numb from the waist down.

The Chitty Chitty Bang Bang = The kind of poop that hits you when you’re trapped in your car in a traffic jam.

The Party Pooper = The giant poop you take at a party And when you flush the toilet, you watch in horror as the water starts to rise.

NOW EVERYONE TRY TO GO POOP IN PEACE

QUIT LAUGHING… POOPING IS A NATURAL PROCESS

See ya in a week

My brother and sis fly in tomorrow afternoon for 6 days.  I’m sure it will be jam packed with lots of activities.  It will be interesting to see the dynamic of having the whole crew together at once.

Yesterday during the day Ali put my mower repair to the test mowing the area around the house.  She said it worked well.  I planned to follow up by weed whacking after work but constant rain washed those plans away.

Since this will be my last gym visit for roughly a week, I plan to do another 300, the second one in three days.  I NEVER have attempted doing a second 300 with only one day in between.  I figure it will be good prep for the 1500.  My chest is sore as hell from the combination of Monday’s 300 and doing chest/back yesterday, this will be interesting.

I am taking all of tomorrow off even though everyone doesn’t show up until later in the afternoon.  During the day tomorrow I want to shampoo the carpet so it is nice and spiffy for our company.

So Brett Favre actually reported to Green Bay and now it seems that he officially will not be playing for them.  The only question that remains is where he will wind up.  I really think he has come out of this looking like a spoiled diva.  It’s like he thinks the Packers should have known that he wasn’t serious when he announced his retirement and should have not made plans to move forward without him.  It really makes no sense.  So now at 38 years old he instead will find himself thrown onto another team with a new system in a foreign environment.  I’m sure he will have a big chip on his shoulder all season although I don’t really feel it is justified. To me it is akin to quitting your job and then getting pissed off that your employer doesn’t welcome you back if the grass isn’t greener on the other side.  Tough shit, it’s a risk you take.

Belted

The replacement belt for the tractor showed up yesterday.  After work I pulled the tractor out front and started the work.  After forgetting how the belts were routed I pulled out the owner’s manual to help me.  I got everything hooked back up and hopped on the mower to give it a try.  I held my breath as I pulled the knob.  The blades spun to life but I immediately felt a vibration from the mower deck that seemed out of the ordinary.  So I park the mower again and rip the mower deck out to reinspect everything.  I tightened up one of the tension pulleys and rerouted all of the belts.  I put it back together again and hit the blades.  It felt better although it still seemed to vibrate more than I remember, I may just be paranoid.  

We have gotten dumped on with rain again the past few days to the point where we have substantial standing water.  The rain is welcomed, our area really has needed it.  However I wish it could let up for a bit so our property doesn’t look like a swamp while my family is visiting.  A couple rain free days is all that should be needed to suck the excess water back into the ground.

 I have to be honest, I’m not real happy with Obama shifting around his energy policies in what seems a pretty transparent move to just cater to voters.  The polls say brainless lemmings like McSame pushing for offshore oil drilling so now Obama has hedged his stance towards it as well as being open to pulling oil from the national reserves.  I don’t like that.  It’s a tough situation because the bottom line is we have to get Obama into the White House if we want any chance of things changing direction.  Are we better off if he holds rigidly to his original positions if it means that the republican spin machine manages to steal yet another election away?  No, that would be a disaster.  Politics is such a dirty game.  I wish I just wouldn’t care about it. 

After the 2004 election where John Kerry TROUNCED Bush in every single debate, coming off as a much more intelligent, well informed, progressive individual and STILL lost.  I just have no faith in the American public to be brave enough to do anything but the status quo, even if that means running us right into a brick wall.

Bose Bust

I forgot to mention that I got my Ebay Bose Lifestyle 25 head unit on Friday.  I quickly hooked it up and turned it on.  I wanted to verify that it indeed fixed the cut out problem I had with my receiver.  My jaw almost hit the ground when after about 10 minutes it too cut out!!  Well this was bad.  What it meant was the problem has to actually be in the subwoofer unit, shit.  So now I have to try to resell this spare head unit.  Instead of dicking around trying to buy a used sub on Ebay I decided to just bite the bullet and send my system into Bose for factory repair.  For $225 they fix anything that is wrong, send it back to you and the repaired unit has a one year warranty.  It’s less money and less hassle than any of my other options.  Bose even is sending me a box for free to send the unit back in.

Stuff

langolier

Not feeling verbose. Watched a few movies over the weekend.  The first one was 21, a blackjack movie.  It was a good flick, even for someone that doesn’t like black jack. B+  Also saw Never Back Down which was sort of a modern day Karate Kid type movie.  Instead of karate, the sport is MMA.  The storyline is strikingly similar to KK.  The lead in this flick looks amazingly like a young Tom Cruise.  He even acts and talks like him to a degree.  It’s a good guy movie, I enjoyed it, another B+   I recorded Langoliers on the Tivo the other week and got around to watching that as well.  I forgot just how freaky that movie is.  The special effects are embarrassingly bad but it didn’t really matter.  Bronson Pinchot’s character steals the movie.  It’s very corny in parts but I still enjoyed watching it for the third or forth time. I’ve often joked to Ali that Mary Murphy from “So You Think You Can Dance” reminds me of a langolier.  She has a huge mouth jammed full of monsterous teeth.

Mary Murphy

Mary Murphy

The replacement belt for the tractor has not shown up yet so we didn’t mow.  I still grabbed the weed whacker and went along the inside and outside of the entire fence line since it needed it.  Saturday night we stopped over at mom’s place.  On the way we stopped at Tijuana Flats and grabbed food for everyone.  Mom had a few things she needed me to do.  It was a quick visit as Nicki started being rather persistent about her need for us to make her supper.  I figured it was no big deal since I will be seeing tons of mom when my brother and sister arrive later in the week.
 
Over the past couple weeks I grabbed a replacement battery pack for my one RC radio as well as a new pack for my Sky Scooter that I use for aerial photography. On Sunday I was ready to try it.  I loaded everything up and launched the plane.  The new battery has a lot of power so it easily powered the plane up to altitude.  I started flicking the switch the fires off the camera.  Then I noticed that the plane was not reacting very smoothly to my controls.  I dropped it in altitude and saw in horror the camera dangling below it.  Evidently I didn’t press it into the velcro hard enough.  Well I certainly didn’t want the camera to drop off and smash on the ground below, it was specially modified by my rc buddy that moved away, replacing it would not be possible.  So I quickly brought the plane down.  I got somewhat lucky, it wound up touching down in a ditch with high grass that helped pad the landing.  The camera appeared to survive.  Unfortunately I discovered that the memory card was full so I didn’t get any in the air shots.  It started to rain shortly afterward so I had to postpone any more aerial photography.
 
My mom swooped in and saved me from seeing Mama Mia.  She contacted Ali and told her that she and a co-worker of hers wanted to see it.  I was very grateful.  Ali said the movie was very good and everyone liked it.  I forgot to ask her how many penises were in the audience.
 
I got the full treatment from the dentist today.  I had full x-rays, a gum test where they poke your gums along the teeth to measure depth, an oral cancer screening as well as the conventional scraping, flossing and cleaning.  No cavities.  Visits to the dentist are much less stressful than they used to be.  I used to fear them like the end of summer.