I really should get around to posting more often.
In the past couple of weeks, I ran out of checks, had a failed attempt at booking a room for BrickFair, and was informed by LaPELS that my application was incomplete. (Kohaku, can you help describe the job of a cartpusher in a minimum of 6-8 sentences?) Oh, and work has gotten stupid busy. Busy that I'm going to be busy on up until BrickFair itself. Busy enough that my boss at the parish may still call me WHILE I'm at BrickFair.
Paul, if
The 2008 FBC-Kenner season is over. It's been over for, about 30 hours, actually, but I've been busy playing TF2 with my brother to actually post about the events of the playoffs.
For starters, "softball" is a misnomer.
We had a game against a team that blew us out 13-2 in the regular season on Friday night. We didn't fare much better this time, falling by a score of 16-3. The worst part, however, was that before the game got out of hand, I had the opportunity to make a play at the plate.
Greetings from parts south and west of Monroe, LA!
Now that it's the weekend and with softball over, I have time to recap as I should. But first, the drop off of Cherry Coke Zero versus Cherry Coke is greater than that between Coke Zero & Coke.
*tries to spit out the aspartame aftertaste*
Anyway, it would appear I don't have any lasting effects from last weekend's apparent concussion. Still a little sore to rub the point where the ball conked me, but the headache and mental fog have c
This would end up in Office Hijinks, if only that it were something light-hearted.
No, this is much more life-altering than that.
For the past 7 months, I have been mired in an application process to take the Principles and Practices of Engineering Exam, in hopes of gaining my licensure as a professional engineer.
For the past 7 months, I have been tracking down references from the past 7 years, hoping to get all the paperwork together in time.
For the past 7 months, I have been reliving t
You're electric
And I'm out in the rainstorm
You're the virus
That's running through my veins
You're a danger
Like love and radiation
Seeping into my brain
You're the one I've been waiting for
You're my rocket to the sky
You're the diving board
Standing seven stories high
You're the thrill of love
Like a jet on fire
Push me out and see if I can fly.
You're the ocean
About to pull me under
You're the surgeon
Who says "It's got to bleed."
You're the true love
I've always bee
Amanda & I went to see The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian tonight. Well worth the wait.
Even saw some cosplayers.
Or, more likely, just dressed up in an old Halloween getup. For shame.
Anyway, we're both looking forward to The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, for whenever it comes out.
-KIE
211 lb., 25.2% body fat
Amanda joined a gym last week, and got me to join as well.
I'll be honest: I've been slacking in the weight control department. I'm 20 lb. above where I want to be, and don't even get me started about how much flab I'm carrying.
Still, a gym membership is a route I never expected I'd take. I mean, that's for people who work out, who take this seriously, who have these ridiculously sculpted body profiles like you see on the cover of Muscle & Fitness or one
Realization for the moment:
8 months ago, I was much more upset (not vocal, just... perturbed) about seeing Amanda's hair in my dryer vent.
Not quite on the order of seeing Scout's (my brother/sister-in-law's 3 year old pug) hair, but I still had this "this doesn't belong" furrow in my brow.
Now, I see one of her long brown strands, and I smile.
Funny what 8 months'll do to ya.
-KIE
(This entry is mostly for the benefit of my friends who know of this blog through Ultima Online.)
I've been spending time re-playing Ultima IX: Ascension.
I've referenced this game before, both the game and the series from which it comes: it's the lead item in my BOTW 27 "acceptance entry".
The game itself is not very playable right now: one of the major goals of the game is the cleansing of 8 shrines of virtue in the game world. Once the Avatar (you, the player) collects the mantra, to
One of the highlights of the past couple of weeks has been the kickoff of construction of the Elmwood Park sewer improvement job. This 1.4 million dollar job involves the relocation of a sewer lift station in a narrow clearance between a buried fiberoptic duct bank and the curb of Wilson Drive, in Metairie, LA. It is a very narrow strip of land where the station must be located, and there's not much room to lay out materials on the side away from the street (There's a canal there.), so the contr
There is music and laughter lately
And there's prayers and praise
There are reasons to be so happy
And at least to embrace
There's a time to be so angry
I'd rather lie in the sun
It's the summer of my lifetime
I've been blessed with some fun
(Ho Ho) I'm a season past springtime
(Ho Ho) And my life has gone boom
(Ho Ho) Keep my eyes on the Father
(Ho Ho) Everything is in bloom.
Everything will just get better.
Through the seasons I roam
When all of the music's over,
I will ge
Oh, believe you me, I have entries worth posting. I just don't have time to type them up.
I do, however, have time to relate this to you:
The best fried chicken on the face of the planet is served by a man named Arthur Davis in an old country store in Lorman, MS. Point your GPS to 31° 49' N, 91° 3' W to find it on a service road on US 61.
You will not regret this trip. People from Vancouver, BC, have signed the guest book, saying as much.
More to come later this week, assuming I
Baseball Season is upon us.
Amanda & I went to watch the New Orleans Zephyrs, AAA affiliate of the New York Metropolitans, play in their season opener tonight against the Nashville Sound, AAA affiliate of the Milwaukee Brewers. It was the first minor league baseball game for either of us: I'm an Astros fan, and I might have gone back when they were the AAA of the Astros franchise, but now they're not. (That's the Round Rock Express, also in the Pacific Coast League.)
We went because ther
Apparently, I rock.
(I bet you thought I was posting lyrics two days in a row. Nyah. )
Easter was fun. Amanda & I went to her parents' place in West Monroe for the weekend. We left Thursday night, and I got to play photographer Friday morning at Biedenhorn Gardens in Monroe. Camelias & tulips were in bloom as the gardens were open for Easter pictures. Those of you who may have linked here otherwise (Yes, BZPower, I advertise my blog on other websites.) should see photographs loaded s
I mentioned earlier this year (because I couldn't get it together last year) that Amanda gave me XM Satellite Radio for Christmas. She got me a receiver & antenna, an FM adapter, and a 30-day subscription. While I'm content to listen to WBSN or WODT whenever I'm around New Orleans, and can generally stomach KLove between Baton Rouge and home, the only thing I'd need XM for is baseball games.
See, I'm as big an MLB fan as Amanda is an NFL fan. (This is why she has Sirius, not for Howard Ster
Man, the trees were whistling last night. Okay, technically, it was the wind in the pine trees, but the sound originated in the trees, so there.
If you were taking someone to their first orchestral performance ever, what scores would you want on the conductor's stand? What would you want performed?
How does the following list strike you? Overture to La Forza del Destino by Verdi "Caro Nome" from Rigoletto, also by Verdi the ballet suite from Faust (7 movements usually not performed with the
There's a place where I come from
It's the place where I belong
Where you will never die
Wipe the tears off from your eyes
Sun and moon and stars above
Never match this perfect love
Just look to the painter's hands
Like an ocean meets its sands.
Digigee Digigee Dime Dime
Digigee Digigee Dime
Digigee Digigee Dime Dime
Digigee Digigee Dime
Twisted castles in her hair
Building mountains in the air
Making profits, lending loans
Ancient TV's golden telephones
But within this m
My, it's been a while, hasn't it?
I guess I could recap the past week, what I've picked up, news, and what not....
My stock picks don't like me any more, A Collision by David Crowder Band, Thrive by Newsboys, The Eleventh Hour & Christmas Songs by Jars of Clay, I'm not nearly as upset about the Louisiana Republican party subverting my Huckabee vote as everyone else (electability, hello), and who in 1968 knew Fidel Castro would last this long?
There, with that out of the way....
F
Thursday night, I earned all possible points in effort and in degree of difficulty. That was barely enough to avert disaster, though, and there is a lesson to be learned.
For Valentine's Day, I thought I'd get fancy, and pulled a recipe from foodnetwork.com for Pistachio-crusted tilapia & chard with prosciutto and gorgonzola.
Because Amanda doesn't like pistachios, and I have no idea where to find chard, I made some substitutions in the recipe.
It starts simply enough: chop up some or
Mardi Gras was great. Amanda & I caught 5 parades all told: Excalibur, Atlas, d'État, Isis, and Zeus. We could have caught 7 more (Hermes, Morpheus, Muses, Napoleon, Argus, Elks Jeffersonian, and Jefferson), but circumstances didn't allow for it. Specifically, we were too late for Hermes, Morpheus and Muses were taking too long, Napoleon broke down, and after Zeus, Amanda was just plain Mardi-Gras'd out. Pictures are in the process of being uploaded to my maj folder. (I'm just uploading them
Rule #1: Eating chocolate on February 14 breaks no diets or New Year's resolutions. Lenten fasts are under debate.
I'm trying to wrap stuff up in Kenner today, so I'm here to type out a blog entry.
Tonight promises to be quite interesting: I'm cooking Ecuadorian tilapia tonight, in lieu of placing reservations at some place I won't afford (Well, I could afford, but then I wouldn't be able to go to a Brewers' game the first weekend of May.)
Quick comment: Gosh, I'm glad my name isn't Rog
Down in New Orleans where the blues was born
It takes a cool cat to blow a horn
On LaSalle and Rampart Street
The combo's playin' with a mambo beat
The Mardi Gras Mambo (mambo, mambo)
Party Gras Mambo (mambo, mambo)
Mardi Gras Mambo-ooh
Down in New Orleans
In Gert Town where the cats all meet
There's a Mardi Gras mambo ...with a beat
They shout to the Chief with the Zulu gang
And truck on down where the mambo's swing
The Mardi Gras Mambo (mambo, mambo)
Party Gras Mambo (mambo,
There are friends waiting for you.
from left: Mimiru, Helba, Bear, Tsukasa, Subaru, Crim, Sora, BT
Image borrowed from a chinese site, by way of Wikipedia
I may replace it with a better one if I find one in the DVDs that just arrived.
.hack//SIGN was on Toonami back when Veritas, my guild in Ultima Online was still mostly active. Taking away from the main plotline (which, in the text of the characters themselves, really is a subplot), the interactions of the characters and their non-RP
