Dead Penguins


The honeymoon is officially over with Linux. I uninstalled it in a fit of rage yesterday after having it loop through a couple of boots when I originally went in. Then, once I got in, it black screen of death'd me while I was trying to work. If I needed that kind of dependency, I'd stay with windows. So that's what I'm doing.


In short, it required a few gyrations to get the thing uninstalled, the details of which I won't bore you with here. Suffice it to say it took a Windows XP installation disk to reset the NTLoader and kill off the GRUB loader. If that means anything to you, well, I feel as sorry for you as I did for myself.


Just got back from a training meeting at Church. I'm acting as a table captain for Boot Camp, a Tuesday Night Live ministry that starts in a few weeks. As usual, I'm having the pre-group second thoughts about whether I should do it or not. I no doubt will, just have to work through my second guessing again. Such a waffler! :-)


Tomorrow night is Sarah's Volleyball Parent meeting/Potluck, so the busy-ness just never stops. I think we have had something every night this week. Whew, is it Jan. yet?


Well, I feel compelled to work on some "real" writing on my memoir, so I'll keep this brief.


BTW, Ben's scrimmage was fantastic! They did very well against both Waukesha West and Kettle Moraine. I think they'll be able to compete in this league this year and win some games. Ben got some good playing time. There was one play where he was lined up on the wrong side and by the time they hiked the ball, well, lets just say that there MAY have been a penalty flag thrown in a game situation. I asked him if he was supposed to be "in motion", to which he replied, "Not really". Needless to say Coach Marlon turned it in to a teachable moment.


More on his season as it progresses.


Sarah got her uniform jersey today and it is number 17. I can't come up with any famous #17's in the NFL. The best Sports Illustrated could come up with is John Havlicek, and that's pretty good company too. She looks great in her uniform, even though I would prefer ankle length skirts to the spandex shorts they make them wear. That's the father in me, I guess.


Blogging off...

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

A Portal To The Past

Image
It is a warm August evening in 1989 and my girlfriend and I are sitting at the bar of Wolski's Tavern on the lower East side of Milwaukee. We are awaiting our friend, Bill, for a couple of drinks and maybe a game of darts, the real steel-tipped kind with chalkboard scoring. The music system, complete with octagonal shaped speakers that hang from the ceiling, belts out hits of the day by REM, New Order and The Cure. Flags of foreign countries and other places cover the ceiling in parachute fashion and the cash register is the old fashioned kind whose keys requires a two handed forceful push, followed by the drawer opening and a ca-ching. Everything about the place has an old Milwaukee feel to it and it is a recent favorite haunt of mine since I moved to the East Side. I am drinking a Point Beer because it's cheap and a nice change from Miller products. Donna is on her second or third Gin and Tonic and is getting that dreamy look in her eyes. She has a bit of a grin on her face
Read more

Genetically Blogging

Image
It seems I have another book in the books, so to speak. I finally got my cover for my newest chapbook, Genetically Speaking: Poems on Fatherhood , from my publisher, Local Gems Press. After the last of my textual edits, they've sent it off to press and I should be receiving my copies in three weeks. Huzzah! For those who don't know, my other collection, Thoughts from a Line at the DMV , came out a couple of weeks ago. (It's been a very good year). I was waiting for this one to come to completion so I could schedule a dual-book release in November. Watch for details on that, tentatively pending for Nov. 16th or 23rd. The book came about through a NaPoWriMo contest by Local Gems Press back in April. Poets are encouraged/obligated to write a poem a day for the whole month. Then, at the end of the month, we were supposed to submit our manuscripts for consideration. I was a "honorable mention" that also got an offer of publication. Thus, Genetically Speaking was
Read more

A Day Unlike Other Days

I celebrated my 58th birthday a few days ago. As one gets older, birthdays are more and more just another day at work, albeit with a little special edge to it. This one was no different. It was one of those days where work was one meeting after another with a holiday party thrown in at the noon hour to make it just a little more upside down. The nice thing about the busyness was it made the day go by quickly. But as I said, there were some things that made it special, like: Cupcakes from my wife for both the GIS staff and the County Christmas party. Everyone deserves cake (or pie) on their birthday.  A text from my daughter wishing me a happy birthday. A call from Ben in Madison, wishing me the same. When I got home a gift from Sarah awaited; a much-needed pair of slippers! Over 100 Facebook birthday wishes. There is much to hate about social media and Facebook in particular, but it does serve this purpose very well. I very much appreciate my Facebook friends and love scrolli
Read more