• Wrote a post, lost a post. Sunrise, sunset.


• I finally got a replacement at work. More IT staff is good. Then again, I have a guy who is suddenly going half time. Sunrise, sunset.


• New guy is good. I like the way he thinks. He needs to expand his knowledge base a bit, but the strategy is sound.


• The one guy going half time probably means I/he ( Read more... )

Well there's something you don't see every day...

Paula Abdul is drunk again.

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Hey, anyone notice that it got a little snowy/icy in the DC area? Anyone? Cause the weatherpeople on TV completely missed it. Jeezy creezy they did excited for winter precipitation like it's Christmas. And sometimes, it is ( Read more... )

I realize that a lot of people go through a lot worse, but this was how my Friday started ( Read more... )

Look, I like football. A lot. I did not like this year's Super Bowl for approximately 7 reasons:

1. It was in Miami. When was the last thing something good came out of Miami?
2. It was played in a sloppy fashion.
3. The Colts were in it.
4. The Colts won it.
5. Peyton Manning's head did not get separated from his body and roll down the field still encased in ( Read more... )

This morning, we went out to brunch. An Eggspectation (really, that's its name) opened up the road a piece, and they have good food. Mostly involving eggs, as you might expect. This is, so far, not unusual. What is unusual is that I ate not only my meal, but part of a chocolate muffin, two of my daughter's chocolate chip pancakes, and a piece of ( Read more... )

Today was a holiday. I went to work anyway. Twice. It was good, though, as I was able to repair most of the damage from last week's craziness and plot out a plan for the growth of our network infrastructure. Now I just have to carry it all out before paternity leave hits.

someirishdude and his posse came over yesterday for football watching and what could ( Read more... )

After a fun-filled morning at the Zoo, my 2.325 year old daughter and I went to Lebanese Taverna for lunch. Sitting three tables away from us was an older gentleman with a white mustache and beard. She looks over there at one point, looks back at me, points toward him, looks from him to me again, leans across the table, and says, conspiratorally, " ( Read more... )