Redeployment Is Not An Option

Guess It’ll Have To Go Here

Testing, 1, 2

Just curious to see if there's anybody out there still.


Who’s Your Daddy?

It's coming up fast, and you've probably put it off for too long-that's right; Father's Day is coming!  Fear not, for I have just the solution for all of you last minute Father's Day shoppers.  You know that a bottom of the barrel card selection from the Dollar Store isn't going to cut it, besides, Dad deserves more than just →


Sprains, Fractures And 5 Irons

I had quite the full weekend.  I threw my back out on Thursday while I was in my crawl space installing electric and broadband lines for a computer relocation.  It was sort of like if John Wayne Gacy worked for AT&T or Comcast.  I didn't wear my clown suit, though.  Then on Friday I drove to Charlotte to watch my →


Oh No He Didn’t!

There was an incident at NukeBoy2's school the other day that has me upset.  His class had a substitute teacher who thought it a wise idea to attach clothespins to the earlobes of the boys for acting up.  Regardless of how badly the kids were acting up, this is certainly not the appropriate response.  Why did he think this was →


What Fits Into Mother Russia?

NukeGirl lost her first tooth the other day.  It was a long road to extraction, but when I noticed that it was laying back at a 45 degree angle in relation to the rest of her teeth, and that it was black, I told her maybe it was time to try another tug.  She had been toying with it for →


Twittiness

I thought it would be fun to gather up some of my favorite tweets and put them on here in their own special place; kind of like a favorites column, but on the blog instead of the twitter feed.  Little did I know that it would take me a month of Sundays and more patience than I was willing →


Who Are Those Guys?

I've noticed a trend recently in web ads.  The days of the dancing cowboys are over.  So are the days of the dancing alien.  Actually, they've been over for a while, but the good folks at Lower My Bills dot com have changed tactics once again to continue to bring you ads that have absolutely nothing to do with the →


Andy Warhol Was Half Right

Andy Warhol famously once said; "In the future, everyone will be famous for 15 minutes."  He should have doubled it for my friend Sergio Grado.  Sergio, or "Serts" as he was known when we were younger, will be featured for a 30 minute segment on tonight's episode of Renovation Nation on the Discovery Channel's "Planet Green" channel.  The show is →


Head Trauma! In A Box!

There is a new product on the market sure to keep your insurance card busy.  They're called Fun Slide Carpet Skates, or, as I like to call them; "Suture City!"  I'm not sure how long they've been around, but I saw the commercial for the first time tonight.  Basically, what you have here is berber ice skates.  Kids, or drunk →


Things You Shouldn’t Get At The Dollar Store

This post is an encore presentation that I wrote for another site from last year.  It's still one of my favorites. Enjoy. The kids love a trip to the Dollar Store.  You know, those bastions of consumer nirvana that have you thanking your lucky stars that you popped in today.  Who knew that they would be featuring Phil Simms' latest book?  →


Nobody Puts THIS Baby In A Corner

It's birthday time again.  I started this adventure last October when I forgot to call my sister, Leta, on her birthday.  To make up for my indiscretion I wrote her a happy birthday post.  I followed that with posts for my brother Steve and my sister Laura.  Now it's my youngest sister Stacey's turn.  I'm sure she's thinking; "Once again, →


This Is Not A Drill

Don't the hours grow shorter as the days go by You never get to stop and open your eyes One day you're waiting for the sky to fall And next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all -Bruce Cockburn- A third Boston album.  Season six of The Sopranos.  The Arizona Cardinals in a Super Bowl.  A new post from NukeDad.  These are all things →


Resolve-Redux

While I've been noticeably absent around here lately, I felt that today was too important to not post anything.  I said about all I wanted to say last year.  Here it is again.  Please take a moment today to remember the 9/11 victims and their families. I had a different post ready to go for today, but it wouldn't be appropriate. →


Night In The Ruts

Got a message today from an old friend who was asking why it's been so quiet around here lately.  It got me thinking; I don't really know why I've been so quiet; I'm not exactly know for being the church mouse.  It's been much busier around here lately; I'm helping coach NukeBoy1's football team 3 nights a week and we've →


Until I Get Over Myself

I'm sorry, but I'm just a wee bit livid right now.  Excuse me while I work something out real quick. Do I know how WordPress works?  Yes. Did I see the little Microsoft Update tab show up down bottom on my task-bar?  Briefly. Did I click on it to see what was up?  Ka-duh, no. Did I think it would be →


Coming To Terms

I have a post in my draft box right now from 5 days ago.  It's about NukeBoy2's seizure last week.  It's 1200 words and I'm only about 2/3 done with it.  I don't know that I will ever post it.  I may, but for right now, it just seemed to me to be a bit much.  Most of you know →


Insomniobesity

Is it possible for jet lag to last for a week?  Maybe the better question is; can you get jet lag from only 2 time zones away?  Is there a minimum, say, 3 time zones at least?  I mean, it's not like I flew to Hawaii and back in 5 days, I went from eastern standard time to mountain →


You Can Go Home Again

You arrive full of expectations and preconceived notions of what people will say.  “He has gained weight”, “God, is he going bald?”, “He’s just like I remember him.”  The span of 7 years hasn’t been long enough to erase some of the unease you harbor of your time here; or, moreover, the heartache accrued since you left. Nor does it →


Remembering Claire

Our thoughts and prayers go out to the Weasel Family today as they cope with the loss of one of their own.   Claire Elizabeth Elaine passed away 2 weeks after her birth in 2002.  Please take a moment today to remember WeaselMomma and her family. (Update) What a doofus I am.  Apologies to the WeaselFamily for getting Claire's middle name wrong.  →


Anticipation Is…Making Me Wonder Why Carly Simon Didn’t Wear A Bra On The Cover Of Her Album Titled “No Secrets.” Wait, I Think I Just Answered My Own Question

I feel like Snerdley McDweeble pacing his mother's basement waiting for his Ukrainian mail-order bride.  Or Ralphie waiting for Christmas morning so he could unwrap his Official Red Ryder carbine-action 200 shot range model air rifle with a compass in the stock and this thing which tells time.  I'm as anxious as an emaciated piranha lurking downriver from a swim →


Setting The Bar Reeeally High

The kids got out of school on Friday.  Their weekend was packed full of fun and excitement.  Now I'm fearing that we've painted ourselves into a corner; what do we do for an encore?  Friday night we went to a baseball game in Greensboro.  It's a downtown stadium that's only a few years old.  There is a monument out in →


Finality

The weekend started out good.  I accompanied NukeBoy2 to an overnight camp out with his scout den.  NukeBoy1 tagged along and we had a great time.  It was the first time I had been camping in over 20 years, and a first for the NukeBoys.  They loved it.  NukeBoy1 and I will be heading to the mountains later this month →


It’s Not What You Teach, It’s How You Teach It

The first moment of my High School experience was a memorable one.  I reported to my classroom that first day filled with apprehension and a flock of butterflies in my stomach.  Those fears quickly abated when I saw him walk in the room.  He entered the room whistling some obscure WWII song.  He had shoulders that slumped forward and a →


I Wonder How Many Cup Holders The F-22 Has?

The NukeFamily was back in DC this weekend for the Andrews Air Force Base Joint Services Open House.  That's a great Washington DC generated name for the event, but I think most civilians would call it what it is: showing you where all of those tax dollars went.  I can tell you it was money well spent.  Admission was free; →