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January 29, 2005
winter fun
Chattanooga finally got some winter weather today. Though, it is not the feet of snow I would have hoped for, but I will take what I can get. I guess the ice got pretty think in places and knocked a tree down on a power line because we lost power for about 3 hours today. We made good use of the time by all jumping in bed for a nice 3 hour nap. I ran out and snapped a few pictures this morning, very slippery but fun!
Oh yea, I screwed up and forgot to turn the date stamp off before taking the pictures. I hate pictures with date stamps! Oh well, someone remind me to turn it off.
As always you can click the pictures to get a better view.
January 28, 2005
playing catch-up
Over the last few weeks my blog roll has grown quite a bit. I use to feel like I knew everyone on my blog roll, but now that I have added the Torchbearing blog roll and the PCA blog roll I feel like I am scrambling to get a background on about 20 new people. The problem is I have so many irons in the fire that I can?t get caught up enough to settle into the new community.
I hate to say this but getting to know a fellow blogger is a lot like watching a Soap Opera. The first few times you watch it you have no clue what is going on. Then over a few weeks you start to get an idea of the characters involved. There can be a twist that jumps out and bites you when you least expect it. The funniest part is that Leslie and I start talking about fellow bloggers over dinner. Just this week we were talking about a fellow bloggers and what we knew about them. She had one version and I had another. I think at one point we stopped to reflect on how blogging has become apart of our lives.
I just want to make clear that for the most part blogging, unlike Soap Operas, is not a shallow pit. There are several blogs out there that have been instrumental in shaping my world view over the last year, and I am thankful they are out there.
January 26, 2005
monday night at morton's
My cube neighbor Jon has yet again hooked me up with a great article. Please take the time to read it. It is very good. It is a bit long but worth the read.
Click here to read it from its source.
How Can Someone Who Lives in Insane Luxury Be a Star in Today's World?
As I begin to write this, I "slug" it, as we writers say, which means I put a heading on top of the document to identify it. This heading is "eonlineFINAL," and it gives me a shiver to write it. I have been doing this column for so long that I cannot even recall when I started. I loved writing this column so much for so long I came to believe it would never end.
It worked well for a long time, but gradually, my changing as a person and the world's change have overtaken it. On a small scale, Morton's, while better than ever, no longer attracts as many stars as it used to. It still brings in the rich people in droves and definitely some stars. I saw Samuel L. Jackson there a few days ago, and we had a nice visit, and right before that, I saw and had a splendid talk with Warren Beatty in an elevator, in which we agreed that Splendor in the Grass was a super movie. But Morton's is not the star galaxy it once was, though it probably will be again.
Beyond that, a bigger change has happened. I no longer think Hollywood stars are terribly important. They are uniformly pleasant, friendly people, and they treat me better than I deserve to be treated. But a man or woman who makes a huge wage for memorizing lines and reciting them in front of a camera is no longer my idea of a shining star we should all look up to.
How can a man or woman who makes an eight-figure wage and lives in insane luxury really be a star in today's world, if by a "star" we mean someone bright and powerful and attractive as a role model? Real stars are not riding around in the backs of limousines or in Porsches or getting trained in yoga or Pilates and eating only raw fruit while they have Vietnamese girls do their nails.
They can be interesting, nice people, but they are not heroes to me any longer. A real star is the soldier of the 4th Infantry Division who poked his head into a hole on a farm near Tikrit, Iraq. He could have been met by a bomb or a hail of AK-47 bullets. Instead, he faced an abject Saddam Hussein and the gratitude of all of the decent people of the world.
A real star is the U.S. soldier who was sent to disarm a bomb next to a road north of Baghdad. He approached it, and the bomb went off and killed him.
A real star, the kind who haunts my memory night and day, is the U.S. soldier in Baghdad who saw a little girl playing with a piece of unexploded ordnance on a street near where he was guarding a station. He pushed her aside and threw himself on it just as it exploded. He left a family desolate in California and a little girl alive in Baghdad.
The stars who deserve media attention are not the ones who have lavish weddings on TV but the ones who patrol the streets of Mosul even after two of their buddies were murdered and their bodies battered and stripped for the sin of trying to protect Iraqis from terrorists.
We put couples with incomes of $100 million a year on the covers of our magazines. The noncoms and officers who barely scrape by on military pay but stand on guard in Afghanistan and Iraq and on ships and in submarines and near the Arctic Circle are anonymous as they live and die.
I am no longer comfortable being a part of the system that has such poor values, and I do not want to perpetuate those values by pretending that who is eating at Morton's is a big subject.
There are plenty of other stars in the American firmament...the policemen and women who go off on patrol in South Central and have no idea if they will return alive; the orderlies and paramedics who bring in people who have been in terrible accidents and prepare them for surgery; the teachers and nurses who throw their whole spirits into caring for autistic children; the kind men and women who work in hospices and in cancer wards.
Think of each and every fireman who was running up the stairs at the World Trade Center as the towers began to collapse. Now you have my idea of a real hero.
We are not responsible for the operation of the universe, and what happens to us is not terribly important. God is real, not a fiction; and when we turn over our lives to Him, He takes far better care of us than we could ever do for ourselves. In a word, we make ourselves sane when we fire ourselves as the directors of the movie of our lives and turn the power over to Him.
I came to realize that life lived to help others is the only one that matters. This is my highest and best use as a human. I can put it another way. Years ago, I realized I could never be as great an actor as Olivier or as good a comic as Steve Martin...or Martin Mull or Fred Willard--or as good an economist as Samuelson or Friedman or as good a writer as Fitzgerald. Or even remotely close to any of them.
But I could be a devoted father to my son, husband to my wife and, above all, a good son to the parents who had done so much for me. This came to be my main task in life. I did it moderately well with my son, pretty well with my wife and well indeed with my parents (with my sister's help). I cared for and paid attention to them in their declining years. I stayed with my father as he got sick, went into extremis and then into a coma and then entered immortality with my sister and me reading him the Psalms.
This was the only point at which my life touched the lives of the soldiers in Iraq or the firefighters in New York. I came to realize that life lived to help others is the only one that matters and that it is my duty, in return for the lavish life God has devolved upon me, to help others He has placed in my path. This is my highest and best use as a human.
Faith is not believing that God can. It is knowing that God will.
By Ben Stein
January 25, 2005
home school
Since our visit to Germany several years ago I have had a slightly more than passive interest in all things German. I would love to be able to pack up the family and move there for a few years. In my wildest dream I would just head over there to study the language and culture, but being that that is totally an unrealistic dream I always thought I would settle with doing some IT related stuff with a German based company or ministry.
Back to the reason I?m posting. I stumbled upon this post and it really got me thinking. I can hardly imagine that it could be true, but it looks to be. The hubris! Maybe I just don?t understand world cultures the way I should, but it really surprises me that the German people would not stand up and cry foul. Maybe I just don?t realize the freedom we have here in the states. I don?t know.
Here is an excerpt from the article:
I can?t imagine any more fertile soil for learning than in the lap of a loving mother... and father. No one on this planet can be more interested in my child?s education than I we are. No one will know the individual learning styles of our child like we will. No one could give the hands on attention that we can. I know Leslie and I look forward to the freedom of being able to scream "Road Trip" when teaching about the great civil war battles. Or using the bird feeder in the back yard to teach about the wonderful world God has created.
I could continue this rant for quite a while but John David wants to play with his toys. Fun! If you have any thoughts on the article I link to, then feel free to leave a comment. Also, the article has some e-mail addresses if you want to complain.
January 23, 2005
cold walk
John David had an itch to go for a walk today, irrespective of the fact that it was 22 degrees outside. So we bundled him up as best we could and I headed outside with him. After about 20 minutes he was frozen to the bone and was ready to go back in. By the time we made it in his cheeks were pink and his fingers were ice cold. He really enjoyed the sippy cup full of warm milk he got once we got him unbundled. I guess the run through the yard did him some good because he took a 3 hour nap. Leslie and I were thankful. It is not often that both John David and Elliot take long enough naps so that we can enjoy some quiet time together.
I was able to snap a few shots of him while we were out. I have been playing around with shooting black and white lately, and I really love the feeling that the lack of color creates.
As always you can click the pictures to get a better view.
January 19, 2005
blogging 101
This is my 101st. post.Well, I have been blogging since May 12th and have gotten to my 101st post. I have to admit that I was a bit nervous, when I first started blogging. I had secretly wanted to have a blog since Mark started his way back in 2001, but at the time I did not have a clue about web programming and really did not know where to start. Since then blogging has become something that can be done by anyone. You really don't have to have a technical bone in your body.
When I got to the point where I knew what I needed to know to start a blog there were several things about blogging that made me nervous, and subsequently kept me from starting for a good six or more months. I was in some way nervous about actually having a platform to speak my mind and having to defend my thoughts and notions. I was nervous that I would not keep it up, and I was nervous about people reading what I had written.
But, after my first few posts I grew increasingly more confident and comfortable sharing. I will only blog about so much though. There reaches a point in my family life and job life that I would never venture into. Still, for a good reason I might venture into areas that some people would be uncomfortable with. Though, I am not sure that has happened too much as of yet.
All that blabber aside here are a few things that I have found to be helpful regarding blogging. Yea, they are in no particular order.
- Find blogs of people who think like yourself and add them to your blog roll. Blog Rolls are a must. I am a lot less prone to blog roll someone than most. Some people have a blog roll down to their knees, which is okay, but please just make sure you have your blog roll broken out so that there is some semblance of order.
- Add two new folders to your FireFox bookmarks. Name the first on "possible blog roll candidate" and name the second "comments". I will talk about the "comment" folder in bullet 5. As for the "possible blog roll" bookmark, any time you visit a blog that interests you then add it to the "possible blog roll" folder. If you find yourself continually going back to that bookmark, then it is time to blog roll them.
- I found two good links recently on blogging from this post done by TulipGirl. This first link is the one I have had the most fun with. It is The Truth Laid Bear. Click here to sign up. The second link is here. It is a must read. He has done a great job of highlighting the ins and outs of blogging. Again, a must read.
- Read other peoples blogs and if they have said something that sparks much of any thought on your part, then leave them a comment.
- After making a comment on someone else's blog make sure you save the link in your comment folder, then at some point in the next day or so go back to see if they have responded. If they have not responded and the blog is not a blog that is worthy of the "possible blog roll" bookmark then delete it.
- Communities like blogexplosion are a great way to start out. The premise behind blogexplosion is, while logged in and surfing through blog explosion you earn credits for each blog you visit. Then those credits earned can be spent to have fellow bloggers visit your site. I only use blogexplosion when looking for new blogs to add to my "possible blog roll" bookmark; by the way, if you want to go and signup for blogexplosion then use me as a referral.
- FireFox FireFox FireFox. If you are using Internet Explorer then stop! For the love of all things clean and efficient, stop. You don't want to go blind, do you? Click here to get it.
Well, if anything in this post sparked a thought on your part, then please feel free to leave a comment.
January 18, 2005
schappi, das kleine krokodil
UPDATE on Schnappi songI have gotten a lot of hits on this blogpost over the last week, so I guess I should make it a bit easier for people to find the Schnappi song. You can download it here. Please feel free to leave a comment to let me know that you did. Also, if you have the time, then feel free to snoop around. By the way, this is not the official schnappi site. Please don't mistake me for it. Also, this is a great song to play while carrying your little one in a Baby Slings or Baby Wrap .
END UPDATE
Pierce did a blogpost on this song about a week ago, so he got the scoop on it. Leslie, John David and I have fallen in love with the song. Plus, we think it is a really good way of starting to teach a second language to John David. I really wish I had taken a picture of John David doing the get down while listening to this song. He just loves it. Here is the write up about the song, which contains a link to the song.
From the the denver channel
4-Year-Old's 'Snappy' Hit Is No. 1 In Germany
January 17, 2005
the fire man
It has finally cooled down here in old Chattanooga. I think it is supposed to get down to about 12 degrees tonight. I have wanted to take a picture of the fountain while it was covered with icicles for several years now. I did not really get the shot I was looking for. I am going to go back tomorrow morning and see if I can get a good picture. This picture was taken at around 5:00 o?clock, so the ice had all day to melt. In the morning it should look pretty good.January 14, 2005
the hunt
blog huntI have found myself on a hunt the last several days, and am surprised to find that I have only bagged two blogs. I am hunting down fellow torchbearers. I am looking to start a new blog roll of torchbearers. I really don?t care which school you went to. I went to Ravencrest Chalet back in 94, 95 and a very small part of 96. So far I have found one that attended Ravencrest Chalet and one from Capernwray Hall. Part of my hope with this post is to get enough words and links to the torchbearer schools so that google will help people find me. The fact is that there might not be a whole lot of torchbearers that blog out there, but I hope I am wrong about that.
So if you attended one of the schools below and have a blog then give a comment and a link. Or if you have anything you would like to say one way or the other, then leave a comment.
Below is a list of all the torchbearer schools that I know of:Albania: Udh?kryq
Australia: Wongabri
Austria: Schloss Klaus & Tauernhof
Canada: Capernwray Harbour Bible Centre & Porteurs du Flambeau
Costa Rica: Portantorchas
England: Capernwray Hall
France: Champfleuri
Germany: Bodenseehof & Klostermuehle
Greece: Kingfisher Project
India: Himalayan Torchbearers
Indonesia: Pondok Kepenrey
Japan: Yamanakako Cove
New Zealand: Monavale
Romania: Purtatorii de Faclie
Spain: Rio Vida
Sweden: Holsby Brunn
USA His Hill , Ravencrest Chalet & Timberline Lodge
cue feeding
Yes, cue feeding vs. PDF is an odd thing for a man to blog about. Well, on the surface it might be, but keep reading.
For all those mothers and fathers that read my blog, take a jump over to TulipGirl and follow the links. She has a link to a great discussion on Ezzo's PDF (parent-directed feeding) vs. cue feeding. Make sure once you get to TulipGirl you click on the taketime link. Again the discussion is a great one.
Side Note:
One of the biggest things that the Lord is teaching me as a parent is that I am lazy. And I think in general PDF roots are planted in a need for control, which ultimately stems from laziness. I could very well be wrong about this, but I know that is how it works in my life.
I find that 90% of the time when I'm getting onto John David it is not because he is doing something wrong or dangerous. It is more because whatever he is doing/playing with is going to require that I either clean something up or is bothering me while I am trying to do something I want to do. I think in the same way PDF is someone trying to make a child as little as a bother as possible. Again, maybe I'm wrong about this, and if so someone explain it to me.
January 12, 2005
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top commenters script
Well, I finally got to do some coding that I have been wanting to do. Though, I was up till two in the morning doing it. I have added a PHP script on the left side of my main blog page. It is under the section ?Top Commenters?. The script pulls back the top twenty commenters that have URLs. It does not list the commenter that only leaves their e-mail address. It is not a perfect script. I would get into more detail, but I am not up for blogging about its idiosyncrasies. Let me know if you want a copy?January 07, 2005
target boycott
This year Leslie and I decided to boycott Target because of their banning The Salvation Army from collecting donation outside of their stores. Normally when you boycott a place it is pretty easy to do, but for Leslie and I it was no easy task. A few years back when we were remodeling our living room on Signal View Street We bought Roman Shades from target. They were the only store that had quality Roman shades for a fair price.
Now that we have moved we have absolutely NO curtains in our house. We need them badly because from time to time our neighbor's floodlight on the corner of their house shines right into our bedroom. The thing is that the light shines into our room and hits the mirror on top of our dresser then shines right back into our bed. On the nights that our neighbors leave their light on, I can wake up and look directly at Leslie and Elliot and see them without any problems. (If my neighbors across the street ever read this, then please understand that I am not upset. It just makes me realize that we need curtains.)
Okay back to Target.
Leslie and I looked everywhere for those curtains. But, every place that did have them had the real cheap kind or the really expensive kind, which cost $300 or more a piece. So, we were stuck with no curtains for the foreseeable future all because we refused to give Target the $400 that we would have paid if we bought it from them.
Side Note: Leslie ended up finding a place online that had the curtains we wanted. She bought them and we plan to get them up this weekend.
All of that is to say: Target missed their 4th quarter Wall Street estimate. I think this article pretty closely describes my feeling about the whole thing. I know it might be shallow to even think that my not giving Target $400 made any difference, but who knows.
Also, here is a quote from the article :
January 04, 2005
potty etiquette : bathroom etiquette
Okay so this is my post.
I have a confession to make that some people will think is quite odd, but people need to know. I have this thing about germs in public bathrooms. Yes, I will say it. There is always a piece of paper between me and anything I touch in a public bathroom.
Well, almost. Let me explain. After doing my business in the bathroom, whatever it may be, I have a process I go through to get back out of the door. This is how it goes.
- use hand to dispense paper towel
- use hand to turn on water
- get hands wet and soap up
- wash hands
- grab dispensed paper towel and dry hands
- turn off water using the paper towel
- dispense more paper towel using said paper towel
- throw used paper towel away
- grab already dispensed paper towel
- open the door using paper towel
- use foot to prop door open
- reach back to throw paper towel away and exit door
Yes, this is what I do, and I do it every time. Unless of course like in an airport when the bathroom does not have a door I stop at step six, or if the door opens out then I use my foot to open the door. Though, outward opening bathrooms are very rare. I have only seen a few of them.
So you are asking me "Why is he posting this on his blog"? Let me tell you. When Leslie was in the hospital for Elliot's birth I went into the public restroom and found to my complete delight this plaque above every sink. At first I felt justified. I felt as if I could come out of the ?I am a public restroom germ freak? closet, and so I am. Though, I have to show one great flaw in the hospitals thinking. It is that not everyone follows their six steps to restroom germ freedom. It just takes one to ruin it for the whole bunch. You see, their problem is that they have neglected the door issue. How do you get out without touching the door handle? You can't! If you miss step 7 through 11, then you might as well not even wash your hands. There are lots of people that do not wash when they finish their business and then they go straight for the door. In my book the door handle is the dirtiest place in the whole building.
You might think there is a bit of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) evident in this post, but I can say with total clarity that if a hospital sees bathroom hygiene and bathroom etiquette as an issue then so will I. Plus, if OCD was present then I would constantly have to reopen my refrigerator door every time I closed it just to make sure my cat or my kid did not jump in while I was closing the door. Oh wait, I already do that! lol

