Archive for June, 2005

Keeping Secrets from a Child

Keeping Secrets from a Child

We were driving in the car one day,
When I turned, slightly, to my wife to say:
“Do you want to stop to get some…”
SILENCE (from the formerly active backseat),
A single raised eyebrow from my companion.

The love of my life knew what I had in mind
(Probably before even I thought it.)
And so too, would it seem,
Did the two sets of indigo sapphires,
Boring into ME from the backseat as they hung
On the unfinished sentence…
Knowing, waiting, expecting

“…I-C-E C-R-E-A-M,”
Spelled in a loud whisper.
It’s meaning clear to the hitherto squirming,
Always growing, never resting,
Bundles of love in the backseat,

As the three year old translates,
Breaking the code for his younger brother:
“Want some ice cream!!!”

Never Admit It

Never Admit It

We were wrong…
To go in there,
Guns blazing,
To rescue an entire nation
From a madman.  BUT WAIT!
That wasn’t the reason. Was it?

Eliminating Weapons of Mass Destruction,
Combating Terrorism,
Winning the WAR!
THOSE were the reasons.
(The stated ones anyway)

Oil,
Money,
Hegemony.
The real reasons?  Perhaps.
Ask Mr. Hal I. Burton.

We will win the peace
By imposing democracy.
An oxymoron, to be sure,
Brought to you by someone
Who can’t even spell the word.

Never admit it:
We were wrong.

Governor Bush… Dumber than Dirt?

See for yourself.

I can't even begin to get my arms wrapped around this.

Impeachment?

So, the “Downing Street Memo” finally hits the media here in the states, now that we are in the post-MiJac summer news doldrums, and it points to mounting evidence that this President deliberately misled Congress.  The last two times presidents chose to mislead congress, they ended up impeached, and one of them subsequently resigned.  Quite personally, I think impeachment is mild to what I feel this President should be subjected to.  It would be nice if Duh-byuh greeted personally the mother and father of each of the 1,800 soldiers who made the ultimate sacrifice, and apologized to them.  But he'll never do it.  He doesn't have the cojones.

Arrogant ass.

MyTake on MiJac…  For what it's worth…

Michael Jackson has been acquitted on all ten counts.  While I think the man is eccentric, different, okay… wacko… he still deserved a fair trial.  It looks like he got one.  On many accounts, legal pundits believe that this trial should never have happened, given the validity (or lack thereof) of the evidence against Mr. Jackson.  I'm glad that his legal troubles seem to have been rendered finished.  Too bad that the court of public opinion and media dragged him through the mud in the process.  Leave the man alone to either live his life in solitude, or resurrect his career.  (By the way, for those who think he got off because he is who he is, think again… if this jury in this conservative community even got the faintest whiff that Jackson had actually molested his accuser, they would have strung him up.  They acquitted him because the case had no merit.)

Enough said about MiJac…

What's new today?

Nothing…  nothing at all…  Okay, so that's not true.

My boss calls me at 8:15, saying she's going to be late.  She got in from Tampa at 4:00 this morning.  This, to me, means they left there at 11:00 last night, as they were driving.  Uh… okay… after a certain point, you just rack up and spend the night somewhere, and come in nice and refreshed in the morning.  But that's just me.  I think I'm just looking for something to complain about, and this really isn't a big deal at all.  In fact, it clears my 9:00 spot this morning, and gives me a chance to update you all on the goings-on in my life.

At 9:30 this morning, I have a meeting entitled “New Policies Information Session” given by our Human Resources department.  They could entitle the meeting “Blow Smoke Up Your Ass,” as that is what they're going to be doing… they're going to discuss the new dress code policy, and also try to describe how they're changing our right to notification for non-renewal of our annual contracts to fifteen days from ninety.  I'm betting they save that “non-renewal” one for last in the meeting, as I expect it to raise the hackles of many of the staff that are not represented by AFSCME.  I hope that I drink enough “Shut the Fuck Up” before I go in, because one of the big reasons I came here was that I knew I had some semblance of job protection.  After all, I took about a 25% pay cut to come to this institution from my job in the corporate world.  Of course, 25% is better than the 100% pay cut I would have seen if I had stayed with my former firm, in which the CEO was indicted for bank fraud to the tune of $170 million dollars.  And many would argue that 15 days is more than I'd see in the corporate world, so why complain…  I don't know… I just don't like people arbitrarily changing an agreement they have with me.

The weekend was awesome.  Got to spend some good time with my boys on Saturday, with them playing “Hop on Pop”.  This is a simple game for me, one that my doctors are going to like, as they'll get to fix the hernias…  “Hop on Pop” is literally that.  I lie down on the floor, and they climb all over me.  Sunday, we went to the birthday party of the son of a coworker… he turned three.  There was a bounce house, good food, and lots of mingling, which was surprising - usually the family hangs on one side, and the coworkers the other - but there was a lot of interconnecting.  Of course, both Saturday and Sunday, PresciousPunkin' had meltdowns.  I think he's at the age where he thinks he can control everything.  Some of us don't ever get over that.  Dick (and no, I don't mean Mr. Cheney).

Anyhow…

That's it for now.  The drive in was decent.  Of course, leaving at 6:30 does that.  As does the stop at McDonald's for a number three and a large diet coke for $4.06.  (Bacon, Egg, and Cheese biscuit, for those who may have different menus in your necks of the woods.)  I hope doesn't read this.

Sooooo…

I skipped creative writing class last week to attend to, and attend, the birthday party of my son, Logan.  The instructor had passed out his e-mail address to the class, and told us to use it for emergencies.  So I told him that I was not feeling well.  Fast forward to this week, and it seems that I missed a week of class.  Duh, it's a 3-credit course that meets once a week.  I did, therefore, miss a week of class.  The prof didn't like my excuse that I didn't write two more poems because of the fact that I didn't know if he wanted us to concentrate on a specific style, rhyme scheme, type, etc., of poem.  So I offered to write them for next week.  “Sure.”  was his response.  Oh well… so by next weekend, you should see two new poems posted here.  In fact, you can go back and look at my first, “Dupont Circle,” if you so desire.

So… word has it that I have two weddings coming up.  One I would LOVE to attend, but will be unable to, because of the cost of getting to the location.  The other, I am dreading attending, because the groom has broken four previous engagements, and the wedding is going to be a black-tie affair the weekend before Christmas.  A tux is a nice outfit, if you have something special going on in your life; I, however, am not a member of high society, and, thus, don't feel like donning a penguin suit.  But alas, I MUST attend this wedding, as it is a family affair.  This reminds me, I'll need to respond to 's wedding invitation, formally, though I think she knows that I'll be unable to attend.  Sorry, Kiyomi… I really did want to.

Happening today, is a birthday party for a coworker's son.  He's a cutie, but nowhere near as cute as my kids.  I'm sure most parents would agree.  :-D  But we did buy him some nice gifts, and, if you've ever had 2 and 4 year olds, you know that they don't quite get the concept of gift giving.  So, amid much whining and fussing, we finally (actually, ) packed the gifts in a nice, big, gift bag, with the help of Donovan.  Two or three tantrums later, the job was done.

Speaking of

Happy Birthday!!!

Happy Birthday PreciousPunkin!!!  Welcome to the “Terrible Twos!”

PreciousPunkin

Yes, he looks SOOOOOO happy here… not.  But he actually was.  This was on the Day Out with Thomas Train at the Goldcoast Railroad Museum.

Vacation time…

No, not for me, though I really could use one… but for the boss, and just about everyone else here at the university, though, the time is right for them to be on vacation.  I'm tired, I'm burnt out… I feel I'm losing the respect of my employer, but at the same time, I recognize that the person I'm losing respect from actually doesn't show respect to much of anyone who works for him.  And he hasn't worked hard to particularly earn my respect either…

I mean, when you have a director-level person talking to a group of academics about a 400% decrease in the amount of work one of his groups does, it doesn't get much better than that.  How DO you have a 400% decrease in something?  Don't get me wrong - I understood what he was saying… but at that level, it's as much how you say stuff as WHAT you say that works.  While I'm making fun of him, I honestly don't want his job.  Could I do better?  Probably, but it would cost a heck of a lot of money for me to do better than he does.  For starters, I wouldn't tell people that they need $750,000 worth of equipment and software to fix a problem, then come back two weeks later and when those people tell me to do it for free, say “Yes, we can do that.”  You lose quite a bit of credibility that way.  But that's just me.

I am Phoenix!

pho
You are Form 0, Phoenix: The Eternal.

“And The Phoenix's cycle had reached
zenith, so he consumed himself in fire.  He
emerged from his own ashes, to be forever
immortal.”

Some examples of the Phoenix Form are Quetzalcoatl
(Aztec), Shiva (Indian), and Ra-Atum
(Egyptian).
The Phoenix is associated with the concept of life,
the number 0, and the element of fire.
His sign is the eclipsed sun.

As a member of Form 0, you are a determined
individual.  You tend to keep your sense of
optomism, even through tough times and have a
positive outlook on most situations.  You have
a way of looking at going through life as a
journey that you can constantly learn from.
Phoenixes are the best friends to have because
they cheer people up easily.

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