Thursday, March 27, 2008

Well, at least it wasn't his FIRST word....

Yup - two years, three months and 23 days - before Owen first learns the "S-word". Dad had forgotten the medicine at school and would have to drive back in rush-hour traffic (only 1/2 hour, but we were JUST there) - and he let fly with an aggravated "S-word". Little parrot Owen then whips it out 3 SECONDS later - much to the shock of mom! Oh well, hopefully he'll take a little longer on the rest of them!

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Hope you all had a Happy Easter!

 


Owen certainly did...
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Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Something's in the works...

 


But we'll keep it secret for now.
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Monday, March 10, 2008

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Gary Gygax fails his last saving throw

This man was responsible for:
a) a hell of a lot of fun in my childhood
b) two of my best friends in the world and
c) helping unlock my imagination.

Fare thee well, Gary.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Shirt says it all.

 
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And yes, the big dog is still around...

 


Gives you a sense of scale too...
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Keeping up the family tradition...

 



And Owen in 2007.
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Holding baby sister...

 


All together now - AWWWWW.....
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This kid's got talent...

 


Yes, that's Owen wearing the Baby Bjorn - and he wanted to carry his teddy bear around in it!
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Friday, February 08, 2008

13 years...

No, that's not how long I've been at my job. It's how long our water heater lasted - until it gave up the ghost yesterday. Twas only a small leak, but you could tell that the whole thing was nastified. A quick call to our plumbing buddies (well, and a lot of cash) and we've got a brand-spanking new heater!

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

By the time you read this...

IT'LL BE MY BIRTHDAY!!

WOOT! 38 today!

Ok, that's enough excitement - back to the job hunt. Several prospects look good. More news to follow...

Monday, January 28, 2008

Not your typical Friday morning...

Last Friday:

5:30am - Owen woke up, we got up, breakfast, etc. Checked email and schedule for day
7:00am - took Owen to school, made tea, sat back to computer.
8:00am - responded to emails, chatted with a few people.
10:00am - first call of the day - during which, my boss pinged me and asked if we could chat at 11. Since I knew we had to do performance reviews before the end of the month, no big deal. Also, the guy showed up to fix the leak in the sunroom (my office)
11:00am - both my boss and my second level boss are on the call. With me. Alone. Ruh-roh. That's not normal.
11:05am - yadda yadda, budget cuts, yadda yadda, 50% reduction, yadda yadda, redeployment action. Wait, stop - what was that last part again?
11:06am - that crashing thudding sound was my heart and my stomach falling through my body to the floor, and about 10 foot through the ground. I'm getting redeployed - meaning, I gotta find a new job/home in IBM.
11:25am - some maniac is pouring water on my roof trying to find a leak and I've got to find a new job. Looks like a lot of people from my group are in the same boat - no specifics, of course, but with a 50% funding cut...
11:30am - Shock. Horror. The leak is in the shingles, not the sunroom. I have a wife, a two year old and a 3 month old to provide for. SHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT.
12:00pm - my second call of the day, and I don't think I hear 3 words of it. Chatting with some people in the same boat - most of their reactions are the same as mine. "YOU TOO? WTF? OH SHIT!"
1:00pm - comfort food for lunch - bugger the diet for a meal - El Pollo Loco burritos are the ticket.
2:00pm - have updated my skills and resume. Ok, let's start casting the net.

So a couple of hours of dismay and misery - followed by a weekend of assertion in casting a wide, wide net across 11 years of contacts. 200 emails sent - 37 no longer valid (i.e. not in the company anymore) - see what happens on Monday morning.

More to come as the great job-hunt continues...

Friday, January 25, 2008

Where was this when we had Owen???

Gleefully stolen from Kristin's email...