For some reason this fact from Gullible Info really intrigued me once I thought about it for a minute:
“Due mostly to increasing life spans, the number of living people is set to overtake the number of people who have ever died by 2008.”
Brings to mind lots of questions for the next two hundred years like mandatory cremation?
Tonight Connor ate a huge bowl of spaghetti, went into our bedroom and fell asleep on “Daddies Bed”. I don’t know why it’s not Mommies and Daddies, but I’ll accept the honor of being the presumed sole proprietor.
A few minutes ago as I sat at my PC browsing the web for the perfect new watch (since I now own zero that work) I heard little footprints downstairs and someone calling my name (Daddy). I went to the bottom of the stairs and there was Connor who said “I forgot to give you night-night kisses Daddy”. So I sat on the steps for my big hug and kiss, after which Connor put his thumb in his mouth, cuddled his blanky and went down the hall back to bed.
This is what I’ve waited my whole life for. To be this important to someone, anyone, is the reason we’re all here. It’s not to become rich, famous, or recognized in elite social circles as the smartest guy in the room. Because no matter what kind of super star athlete or Pulitzer Prize winner some of us may become, I promise that you will never mean as much to anyone on Earth as you will your 3-year-old. And in turn your children will never mean as much as anyone else to you. So like I said, you want a reason for living, there it is.
There are many people with psychological conditions I don’t understand. Among these are religious fanatics, serial killers, and people who buy picture frames and hang them without removing the sample photos. But one that perplexes me a lot is people who are so into themselves, and their meager lives, that they make a conscious decision not to have kids. Not only do they not know what they’re missing, and never will, but it also seems they’ve lost touch with their natural reason for existing. I’ve done most of what I can with my life, and maybe there’s more to come, but anything that comes my way now is really my boys.
I once overheard a conversation between two associates during lunch about a father who left his four year old daughter standing on the side of a frozen pond while he dove in to try to save his other child who had fallen through the ice. Both the father and the child drown (it was national news last year). The guy without children argued he should not have done it because he should have thought about his other child. The other associate, who also has two boys, said “You’re obviously not a parent or you would know that man was going to save his child or die trying”. Which he did. – Good man.
Oh by the way, a black face Seiko Titanium Alarm Chronograph is on sale at http://wristzone.stores.yahoo.net/sna107.html.
And he’ll be here on April 3rd 2007 give or take 5 days. We’ve got ultrasound pics I need to scan this week and put on FLICKR. We still need to decide on a middle name for Logan Singleton. Connor’s going to have a brother. Something neither Amy or I had.
Even though I am gainfully employed in a full-time position I still receive an endless number of emails and phone calls from recruiters scraping Monster.com and Dice.com for Citrix Administrators, SQL Admins, MS SQL DBA’s, etc. I honestly can’t understand how most of these guys get anyone to work for them except the desperate unemployed. I’m going to dissect a recent contact I received from a headhunter sending spam to everyone who had a Citrix certification on Monster.
“Hi Philipe,
I am a recruiter from XXXX; I have a position in NJ as a Senior Citrix Metaframe team Manager. I would appreciate if you can forward your updated resume.”
Here was the limited description provided for the position.
Position : Senior Citrix Metaframe team manager.
Exp : 7 – 12 Yrs
Rate : DOE
Duration : 1 yr
Location : Jersey City, Nj.
Skills : Citrix Metaframe
Now let’s count the reasons I would NEVER contact this recruiter, “Subbu”.
Subbu did not even close his email with his full name, just Subbu. He also asked for the last four digits of my social as part of the requested response. Do mass market headhunters really think that there are experienced Sys Admins sitting around, poor, waiting for some vague position to come along in hopes they’re qualified? If I were an employer I would be highly skeptical of any candidate coming from a recruiting source such as this. Unfortunatley this email personifies 90% of the recruitment contacts I receive.
“We are entering a period of consequences.”
– SmurphyBrown 11.02.2006 (many diggs)
Several school systems start banning “tag”, flag football and any other “contact activity” at recess. Yes, a few of the biggest weenie’s around have decided that your children’s independent social building activities should be limited to walking around. This, and the removal of jungle gyms not long ago, mean all your fat kids are going to have fewer and fewer reasons to move their lard asses. The heaviest family wins right?
I don’t blame the lawyers who go after schools as liable for kids getting hurt on the playground. I blame the parents that hire them. They’re scared weenies looking to get paid. Wait a minute. That’s 3/4 of America isn’t it? Don’t forget that lawyers don’t have cases without clients.
The terrorists and bullies are coming so you better hurry up and vote for Jesus. Oh ya, he’s not on the ballot is he? Well then, who can we count on to protect our kids from the bad guys with dodge balls? If we don’t find someone soon we’ll all just have to go inside and lock the door for good because the evil will reign down on us like solar flares and burn our skulls until we’re all dead.
Then again, you’re more likely to die in a fiery accident during your commute to work tomorrow. But you’ll put your kids in the car and trust your meager driving skill to risk that trip won’t you? Of course, because there’s a check in it for ya – weenie.
I posted some more photos on flickr of all the kids at the party. Connor got a ton of toys. If it wasn’t for the playroom I’d be boycotting Christmas.
As I was creating this post I realized it’s been almost 20 entries since I’ve included a photo. Flickr makes it a little easier so I’ll start to include more from now on.
We’re so happy he’s going to have a little brother or sister by April of next year! We won’t know if it’s a boy or a girl for another few weeks but we already know it’s Logan. Connor really likes the name and has already learned it. Since the name can go either way we’ll stick with it. We’re still working on middle names but we think Rider might be good for a boy (Amy’s mom’s last name). And maybe Marie for a girl? Or Mary after my sister. We’re open to suggestions.
I’ve posted a bunch of photos to Amy’s Filckr account. Until yesterday I didn’t even know she had one. You can use the link below to see them or click the “Photos” link in the blog header above.
It is absolutely amazing that someone has the nerve to say something like the “pool associate” at Lakewood pool in Caswell County, NC (and to children no less). I recommend we mark this membership as blood-fearing racist and make their families wear this mark of a Neo-Nazis for many generations. You are without question the lowest forms of life on the planet. And make no mistake – I publicly chastise you and those like you and will train my childen to do the same. As should others. Be shamed and be damned. Your only recourse is to revoke your membership with this Nazi organization and denounce those among you who refuse to do the same.
This should be national news and the membership list should be released immediately so that we can mark these people among us accordingly.
The best I can hope for these people is that we soon elect a black president and majority of both houses. The corporate-owned white men certainly aren’t doing us much good.
WRAL.com – News – Family Alleges Racism At Caswell County Pool
Yesterday was an unexpected series of events. A whole lot of stuff happened good and bad. It started off real bad then it got great….
I installed the new Pack-Rat BlackBerry server at our hosting location Peak 10. After getting it into the rack I was looking at the back of the server to check which port I had the network cable plugged in to. Out of nowhere the end of an industrial zip tie that was holding together some cables sprang loose and hit me straight in my right eye. I walked out with blood dripping from my eyelid down my face. Nice. I went to Urgent Care and other than not being able to sleep much last night everything’s okay. It feels like I’ve got sand in my eye.
But that didn’t stop me from going to the driving range last night where I FINALLY GOT RID OF MY SLICE for the season. No more over the top. I remembered the rule: Always release – do not pull. And that would be the best news of the summer except for one other thing I found out yesterday:
Amy is pregnant again. Connor is going to have a little brother or sister by March of next year. She’s just as excited as she was the first time. I love her. And my little man.