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Be careful with those links.  Balloon Juice is under a Malware warning.  My guess is the crack team over there has it fixed, but don't click through if you're worried about that.  My site seems fine.

Love Me. LOVE ME!

Today, I asked to be considered for table leader.  Because I hate being away from home for a week so much, I want to be away for ten days.

Am I that desperate for validation?

Maybe I'll just get it so I can turn it down.

Two more days....

I did learn that Margaret Thatcher wrote Uncle Tom's Cabin, which is nice.

Meta Post

This has nothing to do with nothing.  I just want your attention.

Can someone who reads this blog tell me if I have ads on it?  Because I can't see any ads.  And I want ads, because when you click on the ads I can make money.  And I like money because it allows me to buy beer and cheese.  And I really like beer and cheese.

Sunday Morning Going Down

Nothing.  Not even zombies to talk about.

In unrelated news, I'm coming up on my 30,000 page view.  Presumably this one won't get a lot of hits.

Don't Know

Home

After 16 straight hours in the car, it's good to be home.

As always the Things had a great time on the farm, and Atlanta continues to amaze.

UPDATE:  And this is awesome:
http://www.dailykos.com/story/2013/03/22/1196307/-Mea-Culpa

DST

How much longer, O Lord, must we bear this burden?

Admittedly, it's nice to get that hour of sleep in early November, but giving it back hurts my brain parts.

Vay-Kay

Did my 2AM drive to JFK and back without killing anyone.  Kept seeing signs reading "Drowsy driving is dangerous.  National Sleep Awareness Week."  That seemed a cruel trick by the universe.

Anyway, it's about 55 degrees here, snow melting in streams, sun is out and warm.

For the first time I'm beginning to feel like spring may come.

I'll Take It

Some days are just a whole lot better than others....

I've Got Zip

Ted Cruz is a jerkoff... Lindsey Graham is a crass opportunist... blah blah blah.

Happy Valentine's Day

x-posted at f-ing Facebook:

A Valentine's Day Wish for my sons:

Be fools for love, my little friends.
Open your heart to the possibility of pain and joy.
Throw your arms wide enough to embrace the world and if that exposes your tenderest parts, and if those tenderest parts are wounded, know that they will heal.
And when your broken heart heals, it will heal bigger and stronger for having loved in the first place.

In short, love the world as I love you.

Had to post this:

February

Egads, what a month.  Even at 28 days it's too long.  January grinds you down and February swallows you up.

I read the SOTU instead of watching it.  I have to catch up with Downton Abbey and there was a new Justified on, so I went with that instead.  Can't say I regretted it, though it read as a pretty good speech.

I hear Marco Rubio was improperly hydrated.  Seriously, why even do a response?  They've killed more careers than extramarital sex and are a lot less fun.

Blinding Nemo

Well, we have power.  And two plus feet of snow.  My guess is there must be drifts deep enough to lose Thing Two in.

And did I mention my snowblower is broken?  I guess it doesn't matter too much as there's too much snow for it to work...

UPDATE: Got the snowblower working.  Thanks be to the Flying Spaghetti Monster.

Winter Storm Nemo

As we await the coming Snowpocalypse 2013, I am struck by how everyone goes out to buy milk. Why do we buy milk?  Is milk some sort of anti-blizzard totem?

My snowblower doesn't work because that's just the way this winter is working out.

The wrestling tournament has been moved to Sunday which means I just lost my only free day. Or rather free half-day.

Life sucks, but it beats the alternative.

Wake Me When It's Over

Never had so long a winter, except for all the ones before it, I guess.

The Wonderful Wife always wanted to move south.  For the first time I agree.

And I still didn't win the lottery this week.

Ugh

We've been fairly healthy this winter season (looks around frantically for wood to knock).  So when Thing Two said his stomach felt funny, it was me who got nauseous.

We have a long weekend coming up, so that's probably when we will all get deathly ill.  Because... Holiday!

Slept In

Slept in until 9:30.  In college, 9:30 was getting up early.  Today it felt like an indulgence that I should feel slightly guilty about.

Life is ultimately about context.

Tooooo Tired

After the DC trip, I spent the day in long ranging planning meetings.

Just want to crawl into a hole for a few days.

Unfortunately not an option.

Home, Tired But Intact

Made it back.  Grateful.

Next time I go to an inaugural, it will be with a ticket or not at all.

I do miss DC though.  Something about that town inspires me.

Pfft

Massive attack of insomnia on the one day all week I might have been able to get a good night's sleep.  Thankfully, by chance we have a bus to take us to our away meet or I'd seriously worry about falling asleep at the wheel.

We have a quad meet, then tomorrow morning early we are off to DC for the inauguration.

If I don't wind up with double pneumonia and bubonic plague by next Saturday it will be a small miracle.