Friday, August 26, 2005

The misuse of the word "Literally" kills me. Literally.

Twice on talk radio yesterday I heard the host misuse the word literally incorrectly. And it [literally] twists my insides up the way the use of irregardless [literally] kills my sister when she hears it's use (even though it is a real word).

In case you are not aware, "literally" does not mean that the metaphor to follow is a literary bit of prose. According to Common errors in English,
It should be used to distinguish between a figurative and a literal meaning of
a phrase. It should not be used as a synonym for "actually" or "really."

I have found that almost every use of the word is the exact opposite of it's literal meaning, literally.

Thankfully, I don't have to make eradicationtion of this misuse of language the goal of this blog. Someone has beaten me to it. Literally, A Web log has done an excellent job of collecting samples of use with commentary.

I'm going to literally add it to my news feeds.
(Wait, that wasn't witty or smart. Nuts.)

Thursday, August 25, 2005


Something different tonight. Something orange.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Today's drawing

Some meetings require me to be very involved.

Give me data before hand; give me opposing views in the room or on the phone; let's make some decisions. Recap a status report that I could have read at my desk . . . . you get today's picture.

SUCCESSES THIS WEEK IN IRAQ (12-18 AUGUST 2005)

The mainstream press doesn't cover the good things that are being accomplished by our troops in Iraq; I don't think that it fits the message that they want to get out.

The fact is that our soldiers are doing good work every day. Work that needs to be done and work that won't get done if we pull out any earlier than necessary.

So in case you didn't know it, HQ United States Central Command puts out a news release weekly. This weeks lists the construction of schools, hospitals, and courthouses. It lists public work projects. It covers the increasing activity on the Iraqi Army soldiers stepping up to the plate.

If you want to read previous releases, you can do so here.

Sunday, August 21, 2005

This I Believe on NPR

"Beginning in 1951, radio pioneer Edward R. Murrow asked Americans from all walks of life to write essays about their most fundamental and closely held beliefs. Half a century later, NPR, Atlantic Public Media and This I Believe, Inc. are partnering to recreate 'This I Believe' on the air and online."

I recomposed my "Today is a Good Day" essay for this series put on by NPR. I perused some of the other submissions and it's good to know that there are people out there that believe in things. That's what makes America great.

I wish that the
StoryCorps booth was traveling to Houston. It's neat to see inside other's people's family. I'd like to imagine that the rest of the interview, the part that doesn't make it on the air, is just as poignant to the families involved. I'd like to interview my family about our past. Maybe that's a new project for me in my 33rd year.

It's my birthday!

Thirty-three years ago today, Deborah Klenke had a baby boy, yours truly. And the people rejoiced.

We didn't have much time to celebrate because we took Sarah to Denton, TX (just north of Dallas) to start her sophomore year at University of North Texas.


Move in went well. The dorms are nice. The menu had lots of vegetarian options and there were lots of activities for the next week or so.

After talking to a bunch of students, parents, and other people helping other people move in, this may be a great fit for Sarah. I hope so, I want her to happy and successful.

Susan says that we may celebrate my birthday in a few weeks. I am kinda ok with it but it sure would be nice to have some crazy birthday surprise today. Last year my father had his wedding on my birthday and today we moved in Sarah. It's a conspiracy I tell you!

In any case, today was a good day.

Friday, August 19, 2005

Evening doodle on the Tablet

Google Earth the Weather!

I love when cool things happen. Even more so when they deal with maps. Even MORE so when technology is involed!

Slashdot reports that the National Weather Service Forecast Office is offering XML/RSS feeds for alerts, observations, and forecasts.

And they further report that the Tulsa, OK office is offering a Google Earth layer for temperature (today up to 5 days out).



Very, very cool.

Sunday, August 14, 2005

A visit to the Emergency Room

A few weeks ago I had to go to the Emergency Room. A mildly sore throat at lunch was an incredible pain at 11:30 that night. I was unable to speak and unable to swallow. I was just short of freaking out. So off to the ER I go with Susan and there I meet people. Or, to be more precise, I meet them.

I can't help but listen to things around me. I regularly invade the privacy of people talking amongst themselves. I have friends that have practiced NOT listening to conversations in restaurants and elevators but I don't have (and don't want) that skill. I listen, I hear.

So we are at the ER for three hours or so and other patients come in and out of our sphere.

There was a very poor family that had avoided going to the doctor when one of the kids had an abscess. They looked like they had been living on fast food and hope; poor, but overweight. I heard them whispering to each other how they were going to answer any questions that the admin people might ask, mostly to avoid saying that they didn't have the money to pay for the visit.
The family included a boy about six or seven. He was tired and hungry and dirty and his mother was frustrated with him when he complained about being tired and hungry.

There was a teen girl in the room next to us. She was with her mother and having female related problems. It turned out that they were the kind of problems that she got from her male partner though. She and her mom were having to make some radical adjustments to what they thought of themselves and each other. I think that they left knowing the other loved them more than they knew. But their lives and views of each other were changed forever.

A guy came in with his girlfriend. She was in a wheelchair (secured) and obviously well beyond wasted. He appeared to know the doctor, they had the repartee' of regulars. She had OD's again and was going back to rehab in the morning. He was already making arrangements and spoke like he had done it before. He looked extraordinarily tired but looked at her with love.

As we were doing our exit paperwork another family came in. An older woman, her middle aged daughter, and the daughter's husband. They met the doctor around the corner near the ambulance bay. The older woman's husband and the younger daughter's father hadn't made it to the hospital alive. The family started to talk to the doctor about a DNR but it was too late. A nurse brought the older woman a chair. No one seemed very surprised, there weren't many tears. I'm guessing they had been shed for a while in the recent past. The family sat in quiet sadness and maybe some guilty relief.

Then we were done and went home. As we were leaving we saw the little boy was hanging out in the lobby with a bunch of teens that had come in with a skateboard snapped in half. His mom wasn't around.


Me, I got a steroid shot and some painkiller. The doctor thought it might be viral but there was nothing to be done about it. I was better two days later.

I wrote a while back what makes a good day. Here's another example of how good my life is even when things seem to be going poorly. I can provide for my family. They are all healthy. My parents are around and my kids get to see them often. My older girls were home watching the younger ones and worrying about me. Susan was by my side in case I needed anything.

Sometimes people forget what a good day is. Sometimes the bad days turn out not to be so bad when put into a different perspective.

Saturday, August 13, 2005

Sarah and Minny: Looking back


I can't find any digital pictures of Sarah or Michelle's newborn or kindergaten pictures to match the one of Gwen. But here they are as early as I can get. Sarah is off to University of North Texas in Denton (near Dallas) and Michelle is up to 11th grade.

Looking back as school starts


As we get ready for Kindergarten it seems like a good time to look back.
Here is Gwendolyn relaxing in what has to be early February, 2000. Which makes her about a month old.

[sorry for the low image quality, cheap webcam and low-light conditions]

Birthday list 2005

So the day is coming up and I thought I would post the list (or links to lists).

I can't say enough good things about Stardock products. So my list starts with a renewal to my Object Desktop subscription.
They also have a gaming division that uses a token system; I'd like some tokens. Take a look at TotalGaming.net.

I have a wish list at Amazon and ThinkGeek. Lots of Books, magazines, toys, clothes, movies there.

I'm not asking, I'm just listing.

Maybe Gas Prices Aren't Quite so Bad


I don't know the souce so I'm a little leary . . .but not enough not to post the chart.

It sure would be nice to have an alternate choice of fuel. But don't get me started on "hybrid" vehicles . . . that's not alternate fuel, that's just NIMBY.

Friday, August 12, 2005

Kindergarten begins

We went to the "Meet-the-teacher" event last night at the elementary school that our older kids went to.

We've been away for six years but a lot of the same faces were there. It was another piece of the community that makesthis place home.

I was bored during the introductions so I sketched out the teacher that Gwendolyn will have (along with Elmer Eagle and a bit of flag hanging on the wall).

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Gwendolyn loves me more than . .


As I tuck Gwendolyn in tonight she asks for one more thing.

I'm ready to get upset with her. Miriam's crying, we've done books, and teeth and hugs and prayers and stories and every other thing a five-year-old can think of to stay up.

But I'm a good dad. I ask her "What NOW Gwen?"

She says:

"I love you Dad.
I love you more than my room and my house.
I love you more than my blankie.
I love you more than any thing.
And I love Mommy the same.
Can you tell her?"

"Of course I can Gwendolyn."

What else can I do?

Wicked cool mapping

The beta appears to be closed but for those of you who were lucky enough to grab a copy, Google Earth is amazing.

Take google maps, put high resoultion satalite imagry on it and then put all that on a globe.

Then let the user pan, rotate, and zoom around it. Let the driving directions fly over the globe showing landmarks or gas stations or whatever along the way. Maybe render in 3-D mountains and magor American cities.

I love this! I'm think now of getting an adapter for the Tablet in the car. It's THAT cool.

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Could a hotel be built on the land owned by Supreme Court Justice David H. Souter?

I have been quiet about the decision of the Supreme court regarding eminent domain while I try to gather the will to be surprised and outraged instead of just outraged. The Supremes are breaking my heart on this issue.

But how can you not share this?

Hotel Liberty