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Married, moved, and getting it together.

August 2006 Twenty-four posts

Today at Mass

Remember by affirmation of the day the other week, it’s in a song that was the closer at Mass today. It’s from Psalms 118:24

It’s not one I hear every week, it was a nice surprise after having missed Mass several weeks in a row. Felt like a “welcome back” message. That’s a stretch, but then, the varieties of religious and spiritual experience need not be explicable.

When the song started I actually laughed out loud.

Let’s see, in other news, made a big decision for my next position. All I can say at this point is 27:20. That’s not a Bible verse, that’s a measure of time.

Large Decisions Afoot


It’s all good.

LIKE (Transact-SQL)

LIKE (Transact-SQL)

I really had no idea you could use [brackets] the way you can in a SQL Server “LIKE” clause.

You learn something new every day.

Phrase of the Day

The plural of ‘anecdote’ is not ‘data’

She’s Back

YAY! … and safely and everything.

What a relief to have her home.

Today: we have the kids, I have work.  Yesterday I finished listening to the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy: Tertiary Phase. A HH radio series I had not before heard. Some very good belly laughs in there. I got it, like many other good things lately, from the library.
Leah brought home a billion peaches.  A BILLION! What can we do with that many peaches?

I’m not excited about it, but I suppose I should get my act together and get to work now.

Pax + Luv, y’all! It’s a beautiful morning.

Library, Home Depot, Fry’s

There might not be a more perfect on-the-way-home sequence.

Oh, yes there is, just add, “Leah meets me for dinner and we see a movie.”

Not today though. Leah’s on her way home from Utah now. Victorville or thereabouts.

It can’t be too soon!


Scene from Greyhound Bus Station, Los Angeles, Monday, 4:30am

I tell the cabbie “Union Station.” It’s a solid 2 miles. Too far a walk for how tired I am, and not really convenient on local buses.

“I hate Mayor Villarigosa” declares the cabbie at the Bus Station. “Because he made the FlyAway service, and nobody takes cabs to the airport anymore.”

“Well, don’t you think it’s a good deal for the people who want to go to the airport?” I ask.

He says “sure, but what about us!?!”

I tell him sorry about that, but it’s a good deal for people going to the airport.

He says “it’s alright man. I guess i’ll go back to the Bus Station and try and get a few more fares before I end my night.”

Thing of it is, I wasn’t even going to use FlyAway. I was going Metrolink.

Busing or Bussing?

As of a matter of fact, Sunday night I did in fact take a Greyhound Bus from Southern Utah to Los Angeles. It was an adventure.
I took Metrolink too. Remind me to tell you about it all sometime!

Off to work!

It’s alright mama,
It’s alright with me.

Bathroom Singing Par Excellance

Very Zen » Oh Boy.

Amanda B. singing, partly for my very own wife.

Darn good for some random singing in a bathroom.

Clearly, she’s done that before.

Now Playing

Night Of The Living Baseheads

Very little music is more vital than Public Enemy from “It takes a nation of millions to hold us back.”

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