August 2010
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A solemn and sad reminder
Today I was reminded how fragile and fleeting life can be. I learned that a colleague and friend was diagnosed with a terminal disease. I don’t know much more than that right now as they have chosen to keep the details private for the time being. This person has children and a spouse. I cannot even begin to imagine what they must be feeling. My thoughts and prayers are with them and I know...
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Random Fact Friday (RFF)
Today is Random Fact Friday, or as I have dubbed it, RFF, not to be confused with RAF, which as we all know stands for Royal Air Force, unless you are from Germany, in which case it would probably mean Red Faction Army, or more commonly known as Baader-Meinhof Group. The Baader-Meinhof Group was one of post–World War II Germany’s most violent and prominent left wing groups from 1970 to...
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Attractive Newswoman: Jill Arrington
Season 3, Episode 15, “The Pain in the Heart”
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Stop! Or I’ll kick you in the testicles!
– Bones (a.k.a. Dr. Temperance Brennan) on Season 3, Ep. 3 - Death in the Saddle
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What to do if your dog gets sprayed by a skunk →
Forget the old tomato sauce bath, that’s crap. Our dog got sprayed by old Pepe le Pew tonight and the tomato sauce bath didn’t do a thing. So, we fired up the old Google machine and came across this website. She’s in the bathroom applying the mixture to DD (damn dog) now. We’ll keep you apprised of the outcome.
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Daddy, you’re going to heaven before Ginger because you’re 35 and...
– My boy, the five-year-old, last night at bed time. We were having a father-son moment and I told him that he’s growing up so fast and that some day, he’ll be my age and maybe even have kids of his own. He asked how old I would be and I told him I’d be about his grandpa’s age....
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My little boy and I over the weekend
Me (carrying him): I love my little boy!
My boy: I love you, too, daddy!
Me: You're getting bigger, buddy. Someday you won't be my little boy any more.
My boy (touching my face): But dad, I'll always be your little boy.
Me (smiling): Yeah, buddy, you always will be.
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My beef with skinny jeans
My Tumblr friend marryanne asked, “What’s up with your beef against skinny jeans? Just curious, that’s all.”
Skinny jeans rank right up there with Uggs and the “new” fad, Roman style sandals. I realize that fashion comes and goes, but to me, it seems fashion is not so much driven by common sense and what actually looks good, but instead by what a select few...
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My boy learned how to hula hoop this weekend at Blacksburg’s Steppin’ Out street festival. He’s a natural!
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