Saturday, March 29, 2008
My text books cost over $400. Two classes. Today, my wife and I went to the bookstore and purchased 1 reader and 1 text book. I had already purchased another textbook online. The cashier did a double-take when he saw what had been rang up for the two books sitting in front of him. He took a quick look at the books and knowingly said, "Ah, business school."
At least he was kind enough that as he handed me my receipt, with the typical, "Thanks for shopping at the bookstore," he also added, "I'm sorry for you and your classmates."
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
This one, I needed to get a screen shot of.
Really, that isn't my thing. I don't even want to imagine what government agents might do with their sunglasses, guns, badges or earpices.
The real article, though is one about DB Cooper and the recent spate of clues as to where he landed. Good Northwest news!
Just be careful of how many tabs you have open!
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Yes, my greetings are a day late, but the shock has taken some time to get over. It's not that work was tiring yesterday or I was stressed about my finance final or that I took a nap or that my teeth hurt from going to the dentist (they didn't, I need to focus on my gums more, though) or from being hung over from too much green beer.
Everyone knows that leprechauns like gold. Well, my youngest brought home a gold nugget from school. I guess it was what they used as bait in their leprechaun traps. Before you come to our house and rob us because the price of gold is so high, its just a small rock painted gold. It could have even been taken off the playground for all I know.
Yesterday, as I was on a conference call, my youngest came to me, with a gleam of panic in his eyes. He quietly got my attention, “Dad, I dropped my gold.”
I muted the phone and asked, “Where did you drop it?”
“In the toilet.”
“I'll come help you in a minute. Don't do anything.” My call was wrapping up, so he wouldn't have to wait too long.
“But there is pee in the toilet.”
I was still on the phone, so I just decided to cross that bridge when I came to it. My call quickly came to an end and I wandered into the bathroom. The gold nugget was at the bottom of the toilet (because gold nuggets don't float) and the toilet had been pee'd in. Just like he said it was.
We didn't have any long gloves and as I wandered through the kitchen I knew that Heather would not stand for the use of a long spoon to fish it out. We had some short latex gloves, but they only cover up to my wrist, so they would just get filled up with pee.
With some consternation, I shot my hand into the toilet bowl, grabbed the gold nugget, flushed the toilet and washed my hand and the nugget with lots of soap and really hot water. I was careful to scrub the nugget, but not too much, lest the gold would flake off and be lost in the sink.
Yeah it was gross, but it wasn't that bad. It was over pretty quickly. This definitely pushes the limits on the grossest thing I've ever done.
But its one of those things you do for your kids. It was important to him and so I got it for him.
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Like Where's Waldo this one is Where's Beau at the RFID Journal Live conference last year....
It was in their pamphlet for this year's conference and I noticed one of my co-workers and lo, I was talking to her.
Enjoy and leave a comment!