"The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of star stuff." — Carl Sagan
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Nostalg-Blog
I was reminded of this and luckily found some photos.
In March of 2006 I actually drove 6 hours to an audition to be, wait for it.. A Lego Land Model Builder!
It was a timed build competition, there were several huge bins of Lego, they said "GO!" and away we went.
I didn't win, but had a great time, the theme was "Pirates!" if you couldn't tell
In March of 2006 I actually drove 6 hours to an audition to be, wait for it.. A Lego Land Model Builder!
It was a timed build competition, there were several huge bins of Lego, they said "GO!" and away we went.
I didn't win, but had a great time, the theme was "Pirates!" if you couldn't tell
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Daddy Daughter Dinner and Dance
So, Tianna, if you ever read this I want you to know a couple of things:
Dance to every song - When I was a kid(and even tonight) I couldn't stay off the floor, it was just fun, I probably made a fool of my self doing the lawn-mower, but I had a blast, just fill in where you don't know the steps. It is better to be known as fun loving then a wallflower.
Dance with everybody - While I was never the most popular guy, there was this girl in my school that was, well, less popular. She wore a pretty awful dress to one dance and I'm sure was the butt of a few jokes. While I can't say I was so awesome as to instantly come to her rescue, I did eventually dance with her, had a nice conversation went to dance with other people. And there were girls more popular than me that tolerated a couple turns around the dance floor with my two left feet. If you can be the one to break the stigma and ask the nerd/geek/ugly/awkward person to dance you will come to someones rescue in more ways than one.
Come to the Dance Alone - (Except for Homecoming and Prom, you can have a date then, provided he has passed a series of background/drug/psychoanalysis tests and isn't afraid to ask me if he can ask me if he can ask your mother if he can ask me if he can ask you to the dance.) Don't be tied down, epically in Mid/High School, it is no fun, you have to kinda do what they want, they might not like to dance, they may just want to hang out being "cool," or run back and fort to the bathroom, and you will feel strange wanting to dance with someone else, they will get all weird, make the dance no fun and you may never see this person again for the rest of your life! Who needs that pressure? Get with that group of friends that is there being goofy and excited to just be together. You will have so much more fun, and that is what it's all about.
Kiddo, I love you, you are already an amazing person. You will go further than I ever did, and I hope that you can always be a positive influence on others. I know you will be/do anything you want, and that you will work hard to get it. I have seen how you are already very empathetic to others feelings and needs. That is a gift. You can make people happy by just smiling at them(plus you look like a jack-o-lantern right now) so don't stop being positive and you will go far.
Love, Dad.
I got pranked on...
So the story is pretty embarrassing, I was on the phone trying to help an epically difficult and remedial user with her computer, besides waiting until the last minute to do this task, she was also insistent on just telling me the problem without listening to the instructions I was giving her. On my desk sits a wrench, and not just any wrench. This wrench is uses to adjust the feet of a large steel cabinet. I grabbed said wrench and pretended to bash my head with it repeatedly. Of course I over rotated on the last swing and, THUD! Popped myself just above my left eye, and split a good ¼ inch gash. The best part: there were two people sitting in my cubicle, “Did you just hit yourself Barry?” and “Your bleeding,” were some of the comments.
So due to grave concern for my personal safety, while I was away from my desk, working very hard for the better of the district, some felt the need to “enhance” my workspace with the latest in accident prevention technology. They made me a helmet, and padded the wrench, you can see thm in the photos. The cut does not look big at all, and really hurt my pride more than anything. What they did cheered me up, it was a great way to laugh off someting like that off, and nice to know people think about you.
Of course there is also video:
So due to grave concern for my personal safety, while I was away from my desk, working very hard for the better of the district, some felt the need to “enhance” my workspace with the latest in accident prevention technology. They made me a helmet, and padded the wrench, you can see thm in the photos. The cut does not look big at all, and really hurt my pride more than anything. What they did cheered me up, it was a great way to laugh off someting like that off, and nice to know people think about you.
Of course there is also video:
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