My father-in-law, Ken Melnichuk, passed away this last weekend; he was sixty four.

Pictures from my scary car accident. The bridge I hit, and the sizable dent I put in my truck's passenger side nose.

Exactly like the title says, there is a piece of his desk lodged, long term, in my hand. Also I badly injured my ankle and things get a bit metaphysical and mixed metaphory as I'm reminded that I'm getting a bit old, as we all are. I feel like a bullet shot from a gun

my son, apparently, likes cats

My first child, Nathan, was born recently. There's some lovely pictures, some video clips of us in hospital & home, and a meandering tale about how bringing Nathan into the world wasn't the easiest thing for any of us. Let the interesting times officially begin.

My new child was born yesterday. Here are some pictures.

In this installment: Things go well for me financially, Vlad and Cliff are nice guys, and I kill a moose.

My 1978 Chevy power-to-the-max offroading adventurous little go-machine was a camperized wonder of the "how didn't it break down" kind. And with Betty as my trusty rusty sidekick did I engage in many many fine adventures. Including time travel.

Once upon a time, I was suicidal. At a time when there was nothing else worth living for, I started watching Deep Space Nine. I am so glad I did.

I'd bet a dollar per donut that all my regular readers already know I got a new job. A while ago. It's old news, really. But I suppose, given that I announced my desire on this blog, some kind of online conclusion is only fitting.
So, I've got a new job. The [...]

This is so me. I'll wager most who know me well could recognize the similarities.
What a conversation crutch my favorite TV Shows are. But.. I don't follow sports, lately religion isn't the endless fascination it once was, I hate celebrity gossip, feel personal gossip is best kept personal, and, well... I don't [...]

So I'm composing a post in my head.. vauge.. regarding some shit I've been living lately. Then I realize I'm repeating myself. Already said what needed saying, circa 2001-06-06. So. Blast from the past (shout out to Projects for any readers of my last site).

A thinner skin
Of late, I have been [...]

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fuck... I'm even running out of steam just trying to bitch about this.
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(last minute bad news)
DOUBLE FUCKING FUCKITTY FUCK!
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*sigh*
anyone hiring?

"On average, workers spent 45 minutes less with their family during workdays in 2005 than they did two decades earlier Add it up and the lost time amounts to 195 hours less with family"
"specifically the fact workers tend increasingly to watch television alone, eat alone and spend less time on meals"
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I keep being reminded about how my role & career are slowly transitioning to be more management heavy