Was Charles W. Steger smirking?

Yesterday, during a noon news conference, a reporter asked Virginia Tech President Charles Steger and the Blacksburg Police Chief if they were at all emotionally affected by the shooting tragedy that occurred yesterday morning.  I can understand the point of his question.  I’m afraid the whole time I watched Charles Steger I thought the man was trying to surpress a grin.  I tried to dismiss it as an unintented reaction to all the attention from all the media, but I’m sorry to say it looked more like he was basking in the attention this brought to him.

Not only did his administration and the police department most likely fumble the response and investigation at the initial shooting (from what we know at this point).  But his attitude could potentially fuel the outrage that is building in those who feel the second series of deaths could have been prevented.

Virginia Tech would do well to find themselves another spokesperson/PR Rep immediately to handle this issue.  A few more days of Charles Seger on camera could be enough to fuel lawsuits from many directions against the Virginia Tech.

Looks like I’m going to work tomorrow.

Unless Amy goes into labor tonight.  So far it looks like she’s on track for Tuesday April 3rd which is the second due date we were given.  Then again it could happen any time now.  She’s been having some minor cramping.  Little false alarms but nothing worth getting packed for.

Any time now.

Today Logan hit his first due date given to Amy.  Later another doctor said April 3rd.  She’ll probably land right in the middle.  We’re just waiting patiently.  Amy’s being good but she’s eager.  I still have a boogie board to paint for the nursery.

I finally got my bonus today.  Now I get to give it all to the hospital.

How’s this for a day?

I pulled a muscle in my back getting off the sofa this morning (where I sleep every night since Connor kicked me out of the bed) and then proceeded to check my bank account for my bonus I was told should be in the bank.  Huh?  No bonus?  In furry I almost quit my job.  Then I found out I received bad information from the rumor mill that is my workpalce and that my bonus was approved, plus a raise, just not in time for this payroll deposit.

So the rest of the day was busier than any on record and in the middle of it I proceeded with the final interview for the newest Junior Sys. Admin position I’m hiring for.  At least I didn’t have to pay for lunch.

So on the way home, down the country back roads, my back still in pain, plus I was hungy, and out of no where a loud explosion occurred on the right side of my truck.  Did someone shoot it?  That was my first thought but no.  I ran over some piece of plastic that fell off the top of the work van full of illegal aliens in front of me.  My back right tire was flat.  But I was about a mile from home so I hobbled to the driveway.

A few minutes later I got out the jack and surprise, the portion of the jack handle that’s suppose to fit in the jack itself to crank it doesn’t fit.  Not even close.  I even read the instructions.  Not something I’m known for.  Ford obviously put their best Engineers on jack handles.  Therefore I was off to Advanced Auto.

The clerk roaming the isles asked what I was going to lift.  I said “my F-150”.  To which he replied “this is the kit you need”.  It was a 2-ton Hydraulic floor lift and two jack stands for $27.  I’ll take it.

Well I shouldn’t have.  I got under the rear end of the truck, positioned the jack to the axel and pumped it to it’s maximum height of thirteen inches.  Which is about two inches too low for an F-150.  So now I’ve got a jack to return, blown rear tire, my back still hurts and it hasn’t rained in two months but it’s going to pour tomorrow.  Okay, the gods have spoken.

All this on a day I was excited about.  I was expecting lots of money in the bank and steaks for dinner.  Instead I got microwave soup and a flat.

Something interesting…

I learned today…

 

“In a recent Institute for Traffic Safety study, listening to right-wing talk radio was found to be nearly twice as distracting while driving as listening to NPR.”

 

Hmmm….  Nothing bad can come from this.  Attention Neocons: Please enjoy more right-wing ranting.  You can thank Rush for the higher insurance rates.

Fine Art. Finally.

Where would we be without the Internet? Still strolling through antiquated “modern” art museums looking at “interpretive” crap that could be mistaken for the homework of a 4-year-old, that’s where. Thanks to the web we can be introduced to art that would be worth traveling to see. Like the sidewalk chalk drawings of Julian Beever. “Striking” is my new word for the week and this art is the definition. Julian’s images can be over 30 feet long on the sidewalk but appear to be only three or four feet high in perspective. Crazy.
http://users.skynet.be/J.Beever/pave.htm